《The Beginning, The End, And Everything In Between》Chapter 8 [Real-Life Stereotypes are Apparently Hilarious]
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Ok I feel happy now, All my assessments are done and I have actual time now to write and read... mostly write
Also 2 posts in one day, whaaaaat? I actually lived up to someone's expectations for once in my life? WOAH!
I'm not kidding my life is a disappointment to a lot of people...
Farren was shocked, truly shocked... she was standing in front of a living, breathing bunch of stereotypes...
The group of adventurers numbered to about 5, it was a small party that consisted of an archer that was an elf (which Farren decided to call Pointy Ears), a dwarf with an axe sheathed to his back (which was now called Midget Man), a human with a handsome face and blonde hair (who was now Blondie) and a sword strapped to his side, a girl with short blue hair and black cat ears who had a mage staff (now called Cat Ears), and a bulky guy with a massive sword (called Beefy) . They had decent quality leather armour and most looked confident except that cat who was just looking nervous.
"Who are you? What happened to this town?" [Blondie]
As much as Farren would have liked to reply with something witty or maybe acted like a kid who got lost or something, she was a bit too preoccupied hysterically laughing
"I-HAHAHAHA Ok I-HAHAHA Just A Sec-HAHAHAH OH GOD IT'S TOO PERFECT HAHAHAHAHAHA"
"Exc-excuse me?"
"HAHAHAHA, Ok just i need to calm dow- HAHAHAHAHAHA I CAN'T, I CAN'T"
Blondie turned to his team while the little girl was still laughing hysterically and almost crying now behind them.
"Do you think she was poisoned by some laughing gas or something?" [Beefy]
"I can do a heal spell on her if you want?" [Cat Girl]
"Please do" Blondie said while smiling at her, the cat girl blushed profusely which seemed to make Farren laugh even harder, though they were all sure it was just their imagination.
"Heal The Sick, Save The Ill I Command Thee Spirits Of The Holy To " [Cat Girl]
A bright glow surrounded Farren, the blood on her white dress and body disappeared, unfortunately Farren couldn't stop laughing.
"It didn't work? Does this mean she is just laughing at us? and why does she look like some demon?" [Pointy Ears]
While the group wondered what was going on Farren eventually stopped laughing.
"Sorry about that it's just you all look so... *ahem* nevermind, but welcome to my village what is the purpose of your visit?"
The adventurers all looked shocked, the girl gestured to all the dead women and men and children like it was a normal day.
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"Sorry about the mess, I was about to clean it up and make it nice and pretty but you guys came, honestly talk about bad timing my father escaped because of you"
"S-sorry, do you mean you did this?" [Midget Man]
"Um, who else Midget Man?"
Midget Man seemed to turn red in the face in anger
"I AM A DWARF IMBECILE"
"I know but I don't know your name so what am I supposed to call you?"
He and the others seemed unable to refute that until Blondie stepped forward
"Well in that case, my name is Christopher" Blondie flashed her a grin
"Shut it Blondie I don't give a shit and I like your nicknames I made up"
Everyone seemed stunned now, a little girl was telling them to shut up and swore while she was at it. Finally the elf asked the appropriate question
"Who are you? I can feel your bloodlust from here and you seem to be the one that killed this entire village"
"Ahh finally, Pointy Ears asked the right things, I am Farren, yes great name I know. I picked it myself and I slaughtered this whole village, in fact if you look inside my hou-, sorry I got distracted anyway I was about to pin these people up and make them look pretty but you guys ruined that so now you have to die"
"Wait what?" [Beefy]
Faren used the wind to propell her towards the nearest person, which was catgirl, she brought out her scythe and swept up behind her, Farren cut her throat like a lamb. Beefy yelled and ran to her, he really wasn't very fast compared to Farren, so she morphed her scythe into a sword and brought it through his skull while his brain matter sprayed onto Blondie behind him
"Oh gods... please stop, please" Blondie
"Why does everyone ask that? Why would someone would murdered all your friends just stop because you asked? I mean really?"
"I'm begging you, please... spare me at least..." [
"WHAT? I always knew you were a selfish jerk Chris but to think you would say that... I warned Cindie she shouldn't love you..." [Pointy Ears]
Farren quietly mumbled under her breath "Guessed it"...
"Excuse me Farren I know this may sound impolite to ask or weird but could you make him suffer as much as possible?" [Pointy Ears]
"Well, I was going to torture my dad but since he escaped... yeah sure!" [Farren
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Christopher looked at pointy ears with hate as Farren walked up to him
"I always wondered if my scythe could morph into something like a pliers or tongs... right now is as good time as any to try..." [Farren]
Farren cast a paralysis spell on Pointy Ears and made sure he didn't run away, while taking her time to walk to Blondie she tried think of the form she wanted her scythe to be. Suddenly it turned into the pliers she was thinking of, although a black colour they worked fine.
Blondie whimpered as he saw the psycho little girl walk up to him
"Me and you are going to have some fun~"
The next few minutes were a series of organs going in and out in the wrong places and eyeballs coming and going, not all of them were Blondie's but none of them were Pointy Ears. At the end of it all Blondie didn't look human anymore but instead of the elf being disgusted he looked more amused at his companions new look.
"Say, Pointy Ears... on a scale of 1 to 10 how beautiful does he look?" Farren said while trying not to crack up... I had unparalyzed his mouth so he could speak.
"Well... I'm going to have to say a 11... he's fucking fabulous" Pointy Ears seemed to catch on to the amusement of Blondie's current situation and also tried saying this sentence without laughing, unknowingly Farren and the elf had bonded while she had taken out Blondie's bone and replaced them with sticks, he now looked like a blob of flesh with an eye in a place that will never see the sunlight and arms shortened to make him look like a deformed, humanoid t-rex, of course Pointy Ears didn't know what that was so all he saw was the selfish bastard he once hated look demented and broken, all the elf could do was laugh, he laughed so much I had to paralyze him again.
"It's a long story as to why but I don't know much about this world and I like your closet sadist side, so how about we stick together, it doesn't have to be permanent but I do need a guide... what do you say?"
"..."
"Oh right I need to unparalyze you.. "
After Farren relieved him of the spell he spent a few seconds in silence and then burst into laughter.
"I'm sorry my answer is yes but it's just Chris looks so friggin ridiculous I jus- HAHAHAHA"
"I know right? God I'm good, anyway before we go you have to help me with my biggest and greatest masterpiece yet"
"Will it be as funny as this?" [Pointy Ears]
"Probably funnier that 100 of disfigured Blondies" [Farren]
"Count me in!" [Pointy Ears]
"By the way what's your name?" [Farren]
"Xaiver of Redtree Kingdom in the elfen lands"
"Well then X, we got work to do"
"Please stop with the nicknames"
"No."
The two figures walked into the village and started Farren's greatest masterpiece yet, the Village of Dead Memories
??? POV
Me and my team had received a clean up request for a certain village that had been slaughtered a couple of days ago, the village was talk of the kingdom. A new killer was on the loose and the worst in the past 50 years. As we ran to the village a foul smell assaulted our noses, we had expected this and put a sweet smelling cloth around our mouth and nose and tied it behind our heads.
We reached the main gate for the village and what we saw was horrifying, different families and people were assembled into different scenes that might have been heart warming if not for the smell of death and crows picking the the dead corpses skin and spilling organs, someone had somehow frozen them into scenes like a family dinner or a picnic, when I reached a hill I saw a family with their lips and eyes swollen from corpse bloating but sewed shut, the little boy was running up to his parents with a dead bird in his hands, the worst part was someone had cut their faces to make it look like they were... smiling.
Every single person was sewed in the eyes and mouth and smiling. When we tried to take down the corpses and give them a proper burial a spell stopped us. Later on they returned to the village, out of that whole team 3 retired, 5 disbanded from the group and a woman hung herself, the image from that village haunted them and would haunt them forever. Eventually the kingdom realised they could not get rid of it they declared it a {Broken Zone}, which meant it didn't belong to any kingdom or country and was to be avoided.
Farren made history that day.
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