GameTavern - The Worst Story Ever Told, part II

I could make your lives easier by posting this in the part I thread, but wuteva:

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"You-u-u- want me to eat Pooky?" Prince Henlein looked absolutely mortified. :errr:

"Do it! Or you'll never gain the love of your parents." :whip:

Reluctantly, Peter agreed to his terms. It took him ten hours to find Pooky since it is a big castle with twelve floors. He eventually found him, coat soaked in orange juices, sleeping in the closet. He quickly strangled Pooky until finally the whimpering stopped. :distress: Despite his exhuastion, he managed to consume his beloved pet. He did as instructed, eating the dog from the rear forward. After he finished with the head he returned to the grove to see Citrus Jim.

"And now," Jim said, "Turn around and close your eyes." :hump:

After about eighteen minutes Jim looked at the Prince and said "Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" :guitar:

"It hurts you jerk.” :mad2:

"Don't worry, that will heal. But more importantly, I have given you a gift. :bir: You see Peter, I have always had the gift of site, but I myself can't see anything. I have to pass on my psychic knowledge to others via my own bodily fluids. Tonight you should have an interesting dream. And that dream will tell you where to find the Golden Key. “

True to his word, that night Prince Peter had strange dreams with confusing images. He saw a sign and read aloud “99... snakes?” He couldn’t be sure if that’s what it really said because always forgot his glasses in his dreams and everything appeared blurry. Next the image of the prankster appeared to him and said “If you want to find the golden key you must hurry before the sign and cast a net.” He then traced a figure in the air with his index finger.

The next morning Peter tried to draw what he saw in his dream but he couldn’t make heads or tails of the result since he's such a crappy artist. But Prince Peter did not give up and he went to the castle computer lab in room twenty-four to meditate. After drawing the simple shapes he saw with MS Paint it all suddenly became Very clear. He now knew where the key was hidden, and he would find it before six o'clock. :stud:

That evening Prince Peter sat with his parents. Actually his parents sat but the Prince had to stand due to his inflamed rectum. "Well done lad," exclaimed the :king: as he peeled an orange, “you have truly proven your worth by locating the key!" :yippie: The :amidala: then presented her son with a fine reward – a common household item with the image from his dream inscribed on the face. "Does that mean you love me now?" pleaded the prince. "Well no, not really,” replied the :king:. Then everyone had a good laugh. :rofl:

THE END