Prologue
The rains poured over the lands of Fuckwad covering the endless kingdoms and the surrounding plans with thick fog. Through the haze, a rider emerged from the shadows, letter in hand he strode through the rain and mud, each step getting more tiresome than the last. Davie Jones had been long in the favour of king Shrek as they were companions ever since they were children, and now that Shrek had risen to be the king of Fuckwad he had been promoted to general of the meseeks army. Breath steaming in the cold of the wind, Davie Jones pulled out a raven from the folds of his cloaking. fumbling he tied the letter to the leg of the bird. He fell to his knees, watching as the raven flew south to lord Shrek. As he heard the crunching footsteps approaching, he said a prayer.
"Our memelord, who art in the chocolate factory,
Hallowed cheek appearance,
When memes aren't fun,
We shall be done,
On earth or in heaven,
We pray this in condescending Wonka's name.
Amen."
Davie finished the prayer as the pursuer pressed her blade against the nape of his neck. A grip of ice turned him to face the enemy. staring down at him stood Dora the explorer. Purple clothes swaying in the wind she muttered her famous words. "Hi, I'm Dora, Dora, Dora the Explorer." She was even more terrifying in real life. With a glint of silver through the air, Dora started to explore his guts. Tearing through his skin, she devoured his corpse. The blood dripping from her lips, she stood to face the marshes of the south. She started walking.
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A game of frogs
FantasyWar approaches the kingdom of Fuckwad like an angry beast. The kingdoms are divided by bloodshed and feud. In the northern marshes of Ma swamp, Shrek wears his new-forged crown, defending his lands against the hungry, savage people of Donkey. Agains...
