- - by Razas
Chapter 2: The Scourge
Re-enter Stratholme, as our fine four fiends are putting themselves back together from the vicious onslaught of the alliance raid group.
Tony: Ugh ... I swear sometimes I just want to quit the Scourge and do something else. Getting killed so often bugs the hell out of me.
Jeff: Tony, shut up, man. That's the stuff that's going to get you killed permanently. And really, this ain't so bad. Sure, we get roughed up a bit, but trust me, it's better than a lot of jobs. We die; we get back up.
Albert: Yeah, not so bad. I mean, sure, there's that whole "free will" thing, but pssh... I'd rather never die and sit here and shoot the breeze with you guys all day than be living. Even you, Alex. *snicker*
Alex: *sarcasm* That's real sweet, Albert. Anyway, you guys hear the news?
Everybody else: Nah, what's goin' on?
Alex: Word from the top, or so I heard. Anastari, my sweet little muf-
Everyone but Alex: BEEEE ESSSS!
Alex: You guys really need to shut up. Anyway, I heard that Rivendare is taking ideas for a new race that we should incorporate into the Scourge. He's asking for everyone to give ideas. Like, animal types, not the thinking races.
Moment of silence.
Tony: What? Crocolisks? You mean the six-legged reptile things?
Albert: Yeah, what's not to like about them? Low to the ground, sneaky, fearsome jaws. I saw a few guys once wrestle 'em. Crocolisk jaws are as strong as a kodo. Tear people up.
Jeff: You've gotta be kidding me. I can just imagine it now. "Release the Crocoliches!" Albert, there is no way in hell that Rivendare is going to go for crocolisks. Too stupid.
Albert: All right, smart guy, you come up with a new species for us to start infecting.
Jeff: Fine, I will ... uhhh ...
Tony: He's got nothin'. Here's what I think we should get into the Scourge. Naga.
Alex: What? That's a race that can think, Tony. We're trying to get some minions lower than regular ghouls.
Tony: So? What's not to like about a hot green chick with four arms? Naga, all the way.
Various groans are heard from the rest.
Jeff: Ok, I got mine. Raptors.
Tony: Hmmm, seems we have a reptile theme going on here ...
Jeff: Shaddup, Tony. Yeah, raptors. Fierce, agile, angry buggers, can tear apart a cow in a few minutes?
Alex: Eh, I dunno. Undead raptors. Just sounds kinda weird. What would we call 'em?
Albert: Rapta Fiends?
*groans heard all about*
Tony: Nah, how about ... Rap Terrors?
Alex: Eh, maybe. They got those claws and everything, right? How about Plague Talons?
Jeff: Yeah, that actually sounds pretty good. Alex, you are really good at coming up with somewhat scary and mostly creepy stuff.
Alex: Shut up, Jeff, and you've got worms coming out of your eye.
Jeff: Mmm ... snackage. *pops the worm in his mouth and starts chewing*
Tony: Jeff, we EAT people and somehow I found that utterly disgusting.
Albert: We're dead, so what?
Alex: Yeah, thats true... Still, I agree with Tony... yuck. Right, anyway, I'll suggest Plague Talons to Anast-
Everyone but Alex: KOOOOODOOOOO CRAAAAAPP....
Alex: I really hate you guys....
End The Ghouls Chapter 2: The Scourge