You Set up camp for the night tell spooky stories (which are too spook for me) and sleep.
The morning dickbutt sun rises for a new day. As Cockboxer rises a map is thrown into his face by the wind. The map has a single place on it and it shows the Town of Goose where they all praise the lord Gaben.
>Pray to the Ancient Internet Spirits Of Evil to assume the form of the Troll God.
A Young man within the walls of Goose sits within the confines of his basement. A yearlong ritual has been taking place here. The ground is littered with Dark Memes and the blood of countless virgen MLG COD players. As he pulls off his hood, he begins the dangerous calling of the Troll God.
Ahhhhhhhhh Ya ya yaaaah Ya ya yaaah Yaaah ya yah Ohohohohoooo Oh ya yaaah Ya ya yaaah Yaaah ya yah Ye-ye-ye-ye-yeh Ye-ye-yeh Ye-ye-yeh Ohohohohoh Ye-ye-ye-ye-yeh Ye-ye-yeh Ye-ye-yeh Ohohohohooooooooooo Aaaaoooooh aaaooo Hooo haha Nah nah nah nah Nuh nuh nuh Nuh nuh nuh Nuh nuh nuh Nuh nuh nah! Nah nah nah nah nun Nun-ah nun Nun-ah nuh Nah nah nah nah nah! Nah nah nah nah Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Dah dah daaaaaaaaaah... Da-da-dah.... Daaah.. Da-dah... Lololololoooooooooooooo! Lah la-laaah La la laaah lol haha Ohohohoho ho-ho-ho ho-ho-ho oh-ho-ho-ho-ho Ohohohoho ho-ho-ho ho-ho-ho Lololololooo... AAIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE eeeee-eeeee-EEEEEEEEE! Luh-luh-lah... Lah Lah-lah Ohohohohooooooooo! BOPadudududu-dah-da-du-daaaah! Da-da-daaaah Daaah Da-daaah... Lololololo lololo lololol Lalalalah! Trololololo lalala Oh-hahaha-ho Haha-hehe-ho Hohoho-he-ho Hahahaha-ho Lolololololo Lolololololo Lolololololo Lololo-LOL! Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh! La-la-laaaah! La la laaaah! Laaaah La-lah... Ohohohohoooooooooo! La, la-laaah! La-la-laaah lol haha... Lololololo Lololo Lololo Ohohohoho! Lololololol Lololo Lololo Ohohohohooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Every lyric he emits from his mouth becomes written on the walls around him
Until they all float around him and form with him.
The Troll God Rises once more.
In the Heavens of The Ancient Internet Spirits of Good sits a lone God of Rage Faces. His children had gone on to do their own things, but He had banished the Troll God to the depths of Who The Fuck cares, where no one, not even a god can escape.
At least without outside help.
“He has returned. I can not stop him. I need a hero.”
He looks into the infinite wisdom he has and pulls out three men.
Cockboxer, Pisswager, and Cock Blockla all appear infront of the god
>"Too late you Cock Magnet, he already acknowledged me by making you all come here. Now you have to embark on an epic quest to kill me!" >Quickly kick Angry Face in the balls and teleport to a hidden location
>"Too late you Cock Magnet, he already acknowledged me by making you all come here. Now you have to embark on an epic quest to kill me!" >Quickly kick Angry Face in the balls and teleport to a hidden location
"Ow." said the Rage Face god.
"Uh... Okay, your going to need some stuff. have 5 skill points each you guys. And if you need a weapon or something, just ask."