Curses! Is zee juicyness of the story being dried out!?
Sorry had to say that
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ch.17:Think of a title yourself
....Fine fine Jobe meets grubs.
Roit led Jobe out of the shack and into a village. Inside the village were strange little lizzard like men. They all seemed to have the same voices both male and female. "Well these people seem to know the meaning of similarity. They're doing a good damn job at it to." Jobe thought to himself out loud as he kept looking at his surroundings.
This village must be the one Roit was talking about to Jobe While he was still at Roit's home. For these creatures that were scaly, wide-eyed, and just plain creepy in Jobe's eyes. They seemed to be rich in economy too. Jobe saw plentiful markets around him selling food, weapons, tools, and bricks for building houses. Jobe also noticed they had their own ahem "special language".
For Jobe while following Roit wherever he was leading him overheard a group of grubs behind him. What they said wasn't interesting to Jobe but how they talked was. He figured the grubs had handicapped minds or maybe even (If there were such a thing) conversation organs(Don't ask I coulden't think of any way to call it.) because they would always stop they're sentences with "like" and "you know" occasionaly.
"Ah here it is!" Said Roit as he stopped in front of Jobe. Jobe accidently bumped into him from surprise and stood up to look in front of Roit. What was in fron of Roit was some kind of blood red tent with a sparkling ruby like outline. "Jobe this is the grub's village chief tent. It's where he lives, and it's where he'll lend us something special."
Roit and Jobe walked into the tent and saw something strange. In front of them were two grub gaurds gaurding the chief (of course
) and what the chief was doing was strange indeed. At least to Jobe's eyes. The chief was in a meditating position, and saying out some sentences loudly. Maybe a little to loudly.
"Okay like steef god! We need to like...you know need help against this new Wolvark base and stuff! We want you to bring us a hero man! Bring us a hero! So like....He can kick their ass and stuff you know what i'm saying man?" Jobe was strangely confused at watching the leader talk to absolutely no one with his eyes closed.
"Don't worry there mate." Said Roit whispering to Jobe. "He's a little loony you know? Believes in a steef god that protects the grubs. I'll snap him out of it." Roit looked at the chief and yelled out. "Hey my best grub buddy! How ya doing!?" The grub chief opened his eyes and smiled.
"All right man! Like...The steef god answers once again dude! It's great having you here and stuff Roit!" Said the grub chief cheerfuly. "So like what did you need dude! Oh and who's the outlaw looking dude with the metal panties?" "WHAT!?" Said Jobe angrily. He rushed out but Roit grabbed him.
"Don't worry Jobe he likes to joke arround a bit. Anyway chief this here is my buddy Jobe! I saved him from a near death situation, and now his people are in peril! So I was wondering...." "You were wondering if you could borrow my fully compatible army to help dude?" "Yep." Said Roit releaved for some strange reason.
"Oh yea sure dude sure.....I just need a favor first that's all dude." Said the grub quietly. "What is that?" Said Roit. "Oh maybe oh I don't know small thing....Maybe..... KILL ALL THE WOLVARKS THAT ARE TAKING OVER OUT LAND!?"
End Of Chapter
This chapter was for pure plot advancement and comedy. I hope you like it.