Post by Los Pollos™ on Mar 14, 2016 10:24:59 GMT
The scene opens up to Zargnax sitting in a futuristic looking chair. He looks to be sitting inside a spaceship, with a view of the cosmos in the window behind him.
“Greetings, earthlings!
I don’t often address you like this. But I am in a good mood today, so I thought I would speak to you about the things to come.
You see, everything is coming together perfectly. The Intergalactic Conqueror is just one step away from the Twin Egg Championships. Or depending on how the remaining tournament matches goes; I might already be there.
It wasn’t easy. It was a long, danger-riddled voyage with a few proverbial asteroid fields on the way. We occurred a few losses – but what worthwhile expedition hasn’t? It was a difficult journey, but I am finally about to reach my coveted destination.
Oh, and that human Corinthian will be with me too.
Perhaps there will be one final hurdle on the way. One final match to win. One final asteroid to blow up. But I won’t know that for sure until after this upcoming event in Philadelphia, Earth. I have to wait more than an entire Terran week to even find out. I am a conqueror of planets, for Boson’s sake! I don’t wait!
Thankfully, I will have a distraction to keep me busy. And that distraction is a little human called Stuntman Dan.
For those uninitiated into the strange, primitive cultures of Earth; “stuntmen” are a certain breed of humans, bred to perform dangerous feats and to also withstand the bodily harm that eventually follow those feats. They don’t possess any other notable skills or traits, however.
It is quite fitting, isn’t it? That this distraction before I reach the gold, is nothing more than a mere punching bag; a warm-up if you will. A training dummy that I can test my might on. And Dan? You may be able to withstand pain better than any other human. But you are still human! And you, haven’t even imagined, let alone experienced something like Zargnax! What to me is a simple jab is an outer worldly cosmic horror to you!
So you can go ahead and jump off of buildings all you want, but it won’t save you. I will jump off of a spaceship, human! And land on your primitive monkey body at the speed of light! I am the Intergalactic Conqueror, damn it! And I will intergalactically
CONQUER!”
Zargnax lets out an evil laugh. A long laugh. When he stops, he looks irately at the cameraman.
“Now go on. I have things to do. Get out of here!”
The camera backs away and shows that he's actually in the old wrecking yard, and that the backdrop behind the chair is the rear-half of an old car with the windshield looking out at a painting on the side of a van. The camera continues to back away, as Zargnax sits in the chair trying to look busy, until the scene fades to black.
“Greetings, earthlings!
I don’t often address you like this. But I am in a good mood today, so I thought I would speak to you about the things to come.
You see, everything is coming together perfectly. The Intergalactic Conqueror is just one step away from the Twin Egg Championships. Or depending on how the remaining tournament matches goes; I might already be there.
It wasn’t easy. It was a long, danger-riddled voyage with a few proverbial asteroid fields on the way. We occurred a few losses – but what worthwhile expedition hasn’t? It was a difficult journey, but I am finally about to reach my coveted destination.
Oh, and that human Corinthian will be with me too.
Perhaps there will be one final hurdle on the way. One final match to win. One final asteroid to blow up. But I won’t know that for sure until after this upcoming event in Philadelphia, Earth. I have to wait more than an entire Terran week to even find out. I am a conqueror of planets, for Boson’s sake! I don’t wait!
Thankfully, I will have a distraction to keep me busy. And that distraction is a little human called Stuntman Dan.
For those uninitiated into the strange, primitive cultures of Earth; “stuntmen” are a certain breed of humans, bred to perform dangerous feats and to also withstand the bodily harm that eventually follow those feats. They don’t possess any other notable skills or traits, however.
It is quite fitting, isn’t it? That this distraction before I reach the gold, is nothing more than a mere punching bag; a warm-up if you will. A training dummy that I can test my might on. And Dan? You may be able to withstand pain better than any other human. But you are still human! And you, haven’t even imagined, let alone experienced something like Zargnax! What to me is a simple jab is an outer worldly cosmic horror to you!
So you can go ahead and jump off of buildings all you want, but it won’t save you. I will jump off of a spaceship, human! And land on your primitive monkey body at the speed of light! I am the Intergalactic Conqueror, damn it! And I will intergalactically
CONQUER!”
Zargnax lets out an evil laugh. A long laugh. When he stops, he looks irately at the cameraman.
“Now go on. I have things to do. Get out of here!”
The camera backs away and shows that he's actually in the old wrecking yard, and that the backdrop behind the chair is the rear-half of an old car with the windshield looking out at a painting on the side of a van. The camera continues to back away, as Zargnax sits in the chair trying to look busy, until the scene fades to black.