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Whiteleaf and the el Cap-e-tan strode softly across the cold damp earth. Each step sank them further into the unknown as they ventured through the mists. The abandoned camp would have appeared deserted had it not been for the ghastly eyes that flickered in and out of this realm. Their yellowish hue struck terror into even the highest equipped s grade paladin.
"uh capt." Whiteleaf started. "You picked one hell of a spot for a picnic".
The captain withdrew his map and examined it again.
"No see, we're right here next to gum drop lane..."
Whiteleaf peered over his shoulder and dropped her jaw like a ton of bricks impacting a concrete corridor...
"THAT'S THE BOARD GAME KANDYLAND!!!" she exclaimed, managing a whole three explanation points.
"That's why the entrance didn't have those lollipops sticking out of the ground," the captain thought aloud. "Ah well, this spot is as good as any. Hey, let's set the basket over there," he pointed to a misshapen extrusion.
Whiteleaf eyed him cautiously before gaiting over to the V-Shaped rock and placing the lavender wicker basket atop. She proceeded to unpack the collection of jello snack packs and astro tang orange drink when all of a sudden it struck...
"A SPIDER!!!!1one!uno!" Whiteleaf shrieked with all of the godly forces granted to a frightened schoolgirl. She vaulted an immeasurable height that could only be gauged by the distances of a track runner.
"OH NOES HOLD STILL!" The captain shouted as he tried to work his way into the confusion.
Whiteleaf landed back into the decaying soil like a cat upon stromnar's face and tore through the surroundings on the pads of her feet.
"NO! YOU ARE AGGORING!" The captain raised his voice in futility. Trying desperately to calm the frightened hyperactive elder.
Whiteleaf's pale toned legs began to grow tired of the excursion due partially to the long walk out here. Her breath began to shorten as her chest rose and fell to the beating of her delicate heart. She stopped and placed her hands upon her knees and looked up only to see the captain jumping frantically like the spider had made its way into his pants.
"behind you..." she faintly made out as she turned her pointed ears to face the opposing direction...
Her eyes widened to the effect of Raider's stretching stomach after eating his Canadian Thanks Giving (which is almost as good as the US's), and adrenaline flowed through her system once more; banishing the strain from her system she tried to recall the incantations for PR, only to have them fail her.
"LEEEEEEROYYYYY JENKINS!!!!!1one!uno!"
The captain gushed by her, pole at hand, and ran straight for terror driven sustenance. He got within 20 feet... then 10... then 5.... There was no turning back now....
And just as he was within the grasp of the decrepit hands longing for his living flesh... He broke out his MC Hammer Pants and started to go into the criss-cross leg shuffle!
The mobs frightened, confused, and even a bit turned on by this, exploded in mass hysteria as their insufficient structures were unable to cope with the flood of emotions such an act instilled. This gave Whiteleaf just enough time to recollect the magical words needed for her spell and they were both instantly ported back to Aden.
"erm captain," Whiteleaf spoke with her eyes nervously drawn through the crowd of warriors amassing around them. "You can stop now... everyone's watching!" she exclaimed in a harsh whisper.
But alas... The captain was in his element and could not be brought back by logic.... HAMMER TIME!@