Inglorious Impostor Presents: The Astonisher's Return

A Nostalgic Appeal

The next morning, Rob awakened from his prince-like deep sleep and removed his arms from U's chest. Then, a question popped into his mind. "Who were those pirates that came after me? Surely U has the answer to my mysterious imprisonment, unfair trial, and the reason I'm on Wakka Derka", he mentally asked/assured himself. "Guess I got so carried away with U that I must've forgotten why I'm here in the first place", he said. Within a few moments, Uganda also awakened from unconsciousness caused by a certain banging. "Hey Cinnamon, do you, by any chance know how I ended up here?", Rob asked. "Well, as you may recall, you were chased by ghouls, which were actually just Somalian pirates that protect the island from anyone who dares to steal El Dorado. But the pirates noticed that you were the, and I quote, chosen one, who was destined to retrieve the treasure. So we held the trial for your ownership of the treasure and obviously the dictator declined it and unfortunately, you woke up at the wrong time and at the wrong place.", she explained. "Wow. That does explain a lot, specifically the skeleton-like figures of those pirates."

Meanwhile [A/N= Giggity]... "So, what's the plan?", Rob idiotically inquired. "I cause a distraction by flirting with one of the guards, you take him out and snatch the keys and unlock both of our shackles, using the weapons we looted from the guard we silently take out each guard inconspicuously, we then steal the treasure by using wheelbarrows stored within that place (yes Rob, it's a convenient thing to mention and I want to steal the treasure because my idiot of a president won't let you claim the treasure yourself, thus triggering my, quote, plan b... Get locked up, introduce myself, agree to be your partner in crime, and bust the joint) and loading it onto a ship consisting of on-duty guards whom we will throw out into the sea whilst covering any noises they make, and finally, kill the dictator and free my country from further tyranny and gather all the assistance we can get to load the rest of the dough and leave some for my Derkas. Got it?", she listed. "Distraction, primarily taking out guards inconspicuously, unlock, go to where you people store the treasure and take it, kill some more guards and then the dictator, leave some behind, and get the assistance we need in order to load the rest and sail to America. What a carefully constructed plan that mustn't be crapped on. When do we begin?", Rob repeated and inquired. "The day before tomorrow.", U said. "Hallelujah!", Rob heavenly sang, as if though he's in a black church while pitching off-key, falsetto notes whilst attempting to "rid his body of permanent filth, scum, and garbage and the black devil within him but it's still in him, even with the many attempts at unnecessarily shouting and attending to a personal gain seminar once a week and totally betraying every word uttered within that wretched place every other day, thus making Bob both misleading by his color and beliefs. What a screwed up world, wouldn't you say so yourself?. But hey, that's society and every other color (one specifically) for yah. Remember to drop likes as you journey into what Rob has in store for you.