I knew you would, I was asking the obvious.
No he wouldn’t, he’d drug her, then do all sorts of horrible things to her and then kill her. It’ll be much more fun that way. In a gorey sort of way.
I didn’t need to know that.
Didn’t you kiro? Didn’t you?
No, I know Glenton, and form what I’ve seen of gim, he’s not rhe type to draw out a death. For people he really hates, he’d kill them immediately. Why give them the chance to be rescued?
Becuase that’s what all lame generic villains do.
Yeah! Cliche’ is cliche’ is cliche’! Nod Nod
Hmm…you make a good case. Useless good case.
Which Glenton isn’t. A maverick, sure, but definitely not a cliche villain. Those are easy to kill. he’s like a fuggin’ cockroach.
But he’s certainly lame.
Zing.
I was waiting for someone to say Zing. And of course he’s generic, the most generic always come back again, and again, just like bowser, or dark force.
Generic? Please… I do not have that big an ego. I just do what has to be done, and thats it. No gloating, no power trips. Just business. And in the case of Val, she just has to die.
And, I only draw out deaths if said victim has some info I want. Torture DOES have its place.
Still in position.
What do I have to do with anything? 
I’ll update this tomorrow…mainly because we’re throwing together a fanfic update. And I’ve fallen behind on the board stuff. And I have no life. And I like started sentences with the word “And.”
The real question Yar, is what have you to do with nothing?
A random finnish mugger stood in an alley, watching the many men and women walk by. Finally, he grabbed a random finnish woman and dragged her into the alley.
While he was in the middle of taking her valuables, the mighty blue mage Mabatsekker (/sarcasm) jumped off the random finnish rooftop, landing silently behind the random finnish mugger. After a few seconds, the random finnish mugger was down, the random finnish woman was safe, and Mabat managed to take a couple hundred bucks from the random finnish mugger.
Suddenly, his alarm watch went off. Realizing the danger, Mabat teleported back to RPGC.
Pierson sat in a random british place, doing random british things. A couple goons suddenly ran into the random british place, shooting guns everywhere. Pierson quickly punched, kicked, and stabbed the hell out of them, then went back to doing random british things.
His alarm watch went off almost immediately. He grabbed his stuff and teleported to RPGC.
A trio of bank robbers raced through the sewers of a random british city, holding desperately to several million bucks. Before they could get far, though, Heaven’s Soldier melded out of the shadows. The robbers pulled out several old-fashioned tommy guns, but the weapons were sliced apart with one strike of Heaven’s Soldier’s katanas. The robbers were then captured, and the money taken back to the authorities.
Suddenly, Heaven’s Soldier’s alarm watch went off. He grabbed his stuff and teleported to RPGC.
A woman was about to be gang raped by random Pittsburghian villians. Suddenly, a lone individual in a brown cloak, known only as demigod, showed up and vaporized the evil rapers.
His alarm watch suddenly went off. He quickly teleported to RPGC.
The inside of the wagon was filled with the smell of incense, which radiated from various herbs and candles. Sitting at the end was an old woman, wearing brightly-colored robes and a bandana around her head. Her hands were tightly wrapped around a crystal ball.
“Welcome, Wilfredo Martinez,” she said. “Come, sit down.” Cautiously, Wil sat at the chair across from her, and the old woman continued her fortune telling. “I will tell you your fortune. Already I can tell, that you are on a quest of great urgency. Let me see what I can learn for you. Look, Wilfredo Martinez. Look into the crystal ball.”
(CRYSTAL BALL-O-VISION)
(scene sadly cut, although it was most likely important to the plot)
(CRYSTAL BALL-O-VISION)
“That is all I can tell,” said the fortune teller. “But I can see that your quest is very dangerous indeed. I have something that can help you.” She reached under the table, and pulled out a small crystal amulet. She quickly handed it to Wilfredo. “This will protect you against all but the most powerful magic. Good luck, Wilfredo Martinez. Be careful; that Mordack is a bad one.”
“Thank you, madam,” said Wil. He nodded slightly, and exited the wagon.
Cedric was busy ripping a mouse apart, and didn’t notice Wil standing around. Wilfredo slipped the amulet over his head, then tucked it into his shirt, hiding it from sight. Cedric finally saw them, and the two acted on instinct again and entered a nearby black forest.
Mabat, Pierson, Heaven’s Soldier, and demigod assembled at the RPGCPD. Pokefreak looked up from his desk, while Mitchell continued the wallet hunt.
“Men,” said Poke, “you are the RPGC task force, the most powerful warriors of all the internet. We have a major crisis on our hands. Evil ninjas have captured Weiila and Starstorm, and nearly took GG Crono. We must save them before it is too late.”
“Wait…where’s Galloway?” asked Pierson. “Isn’t he part of the task force?”
“He’s been banished,” said Poke. “Weiila herself ordered it, and we all approved.”
“WHAT?!” shouted Heaven’s Soldier. “Why weren’t we invited? We hate chibifyings as much as anyone!”
“…Just find Weiila and Starstorm,” said Poke. “We can worry about everything else later.”
Wil and Cedric took a break at a small clearing, where they saw a beautifully-dressed young man, crying on a log. “What’s wrong?” asked Wilfredo.
“I’ve lost my love,” said the man. “Say, have you seen a princess with beautiful blonde hair, delicate lips, and smooth, creamy skin?”
“No…can’t say I have,” said Wil.
“That’s what I thought,” said the man. “No one has seen her. I bet that old witch in the dark forest has something to do with her dissapearance.”
“Well, I’ll keep an eye out for her,” said Wil. "If I see her, I’ll let her know you’re looking for her.
“Thank you,” said the man. “Now, I must keep looking.” The man ran off, leaving a very much confused Wilfredo.
Galloway pulled off the road to a small hotel parking lot. In the distance, on a mountain, sat a small house, with what looked like a man standing on the front porch. Realizing that this was a sign of pure evil, Galloway drove off in a hurry.
Wil and Cedric continued, where they came across an old gnome and a young gnome sitting on a log. The young gnome was playing with a wonderful marrionete.
“Excuse me,” said Wil, “but where did you get that wonderful puppet?”
“I didn’t buy it!” said the gnome. “I made it meself! And no, you can’t buy it!”
“…you aren’t a friendly gnome, are you?” asked Wil.
“After the witch stole my spining wheel?” said the gnome. “Ha! I’m lucky she didn’t kill us in our sleep!” As Wil and Cedric continued, they realized that this witch was indeed very evil.
(Val was about to be chibified, but Galloway realized that he needed her normal for a little longer. So, she was spared…for the time being.)
Wilfredo and Cedric found themselved on the outskirts on an impenetrable forest. Before them stood an unusually large willow tree, surrounded by a pool of water. Thirsty after his encounter in the desert, Wil took a drink from the pool, only to spit it out just as quickly.
“What’s wrong, Wil?” asked Cedric.
“THAT’S SALT WATER!” shouted Wil.
His attention then turned to the tree itself. Strangely, two of the branches seemed to be like arms, and were stroking a beautiful harp. Just a bit below her leaves was a face, which seemed to be crying.
“Uh…Ms. Willow?” asked Wil.
“Yes?” said the tree.
Wil took a step back. “You can talk?”
“Well, of course I can!” said the tree. “What did you expect?”
“Well, I’ve never seen a talking tree before,” said Wil. “What’s wrong?”
“Everything’s wrong, can’t you tell?” said the tree. “I’m not really a tree, I’m really a princess! My fiance and I were walking through this wood, when a nasty witch came along, and was enchanted with my handsome prince! When he refused to sleep with her, she teleported him to a far-away land and turned me into a tree. Then she stole my heart.”
“Stole your heart?” asked Wil. His mind reeled with ugly witch-on-tree action, which sickened him to no end.
“Yes, she took my heart to gold and took it away with her,” said the tree. Wil let out a sigh of relief as the tree continued. “Now the only way to become human is to have my heart back again. Now all I have is my harp, which can play the sweetest song you have ever heard. Now, leave me alone in my sorrow.”
Wilfredo sighed, and went a bit to the east, where he found the entrance to the forest. Cedric landed on a large sign, which simply read: “Keep out! Trespass at your own risk!” Despite this warning, Wilfredo started into the forest.
“W-Wait!” shouted Cedric. “I’m not going in there! Can’t you read the sign?”
“Come on, Cedric!” said Wil. “We have a witch to kill!”
“Well, if you’re going there, I’ll wait here!”
Wil gave up on the cowardly owl and entered the forest.
(to be continued)
Why why WHY have we not mounted that owl’s head on a pole yet…
Sounds pretty darn random to me.
I’m still confused as heck, but that Witch-on-tree-action thing had me bursting with laughter. You can always count on things like that in Gallo’s stories. 
Question: Was that the Bates Motel that Gallo avoided?
Well, there seems to be at least organized chaos here …