Fimfiction Emblem: A Writening: Of Sacred Blood (Henry's Grand Entrance)

The following is some dialogue from a project I worked on called Fimfiction Emblem: A Writening. I put together a lot of Fimfiction users and placed them in the roles of FEA characters. I will be putting some dialogue from the game as well as the support conversations but not the whole game's script. Since I'm Henry, I'll do some of his quotes first, because I roll like that.

Wave: Wh-what the HECK is that? Is that...Batman with crows?! IS IT BRIDMAN THE ATTORNEY!?

???: CAW! CAW! Are you folks lost? Or are you a lost CAWS? Oh gods...I'm dying...NYA HA HA!

Wave: Who's there?! Show yourself! Gods' breath, I can't see anything through all these damned birds! Shoo! Scat! Away with you! Friggin' birds.

(The crows all disperse, revealing Sorcerer.)

Sorcerer: What's wrong? CAW-strophobic? Nya ha ha! Oh, I slay me! I mean seriously. I'm like next Seinfield.

Wave: This is no time for japes! Hide yourself, boy!

Sorcerer: You know, I thought you were all right... Turns out you're all FRIGHT! Ok...that last one wasn't creative at all. It was kinda stupid actually. Anyways, I'd wish you good luck killing these monsters, buuuuuut... They're ALREADY DEAD! You should know a lot about being dead and alive at the same time. Wouldn't you, Wave?

Wave: What are you talking about?

Sorcerer: The ravens wanted me to give you a message. "Caaw... C-caw-caw." Roughly translated, it means... Hmm, now what was the human word for that again? ...Shoe? ...Shoot? Oh, SCREWED! Right! ...They say you're screwed.

Wave: We know, damn it! Gods... Where did they all come from?

Sorcerer: Well, see, when a mommy zombie and a daddy zombie love each other very much...LETS TALK ABOUT REPRODUCTION, BABY! LETS TALK ABOUT YOU AND ME! Nya ha!

Wave: Perhaps I should save the Risen the trouble and silence you myself.

Sorcerer: Hey, wait! I want to join your CAWs-- I mean, I can help you! I know magic! I know you already got a goth chick that already knows dark magic, but let's think about the female audiences, right?

Wave: Those robes... A Plegian dark mage? ...Why would you help us?

Sorcerer: Oh, don't let all the joking around fool ya--I've got kind of a thing for murdering. Most funny people do, you know. The two things must be linked somehow. I mean, have you SEEN the Internet?

Comments

[eLLen]

Fancy