| Author | One of the tales of all time |
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I know you got time to kill. Rules are simple:
1) Each poster gets to write one line adding to the story.
2) No consecutive messages (no way to enforce it other than pretty please)
I'll start.
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One upon a time there was a lizard, sitting on a throne. |
| The throne was edible. |
| While I say edible, it's not so much that you would want to, you see the lizard ruled over a kingdom of dung beetles and they showed their love in some weird ways. |
| Lizard wanted say no to beetles for the dung throne, but it was afraid |
| It was afraid of hurting their sentiments, after all the lizard loved the dung beetles. |
| But it hated the dung, so it decided to plot a scheme |
| Even though his throne was made of the dung he so hated he hated to see the contentment in the eyes of the beetles frolicking in the dung without any care, his hatred for this contentment had forced him years ago to collect all the dung and shape it into the throne on which he now sat, the plan had worked, now he was their awe and envy. |
| He was called the First of His Name, King of LordsWM, the Empire, and the First LEG creatures, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, and Protector of the Throne. |
| But the title that gained the most popularity was, King Poopsalot. |
| The lizard king did not mind the title, he was busy preparing for war with the adjacent kingdom of lizards who were ruled by their dung beetle ruler called King Pissalittle. |
| Both kingdoms had long feuded over the Great Muck Plains, a land so rich in filth that it was considered the most prized possession of any self-respecting dung enthusiast. |
| This led to the III Great Dung War, a war to claim the DUNG throne. One Throne, to poop them all. Battleground was later known as Lizard Lowland. |
| Wielding his legendary Dung Scepter and backed by a mixed army of Beetle Guards and Sewer Lizards, King Poopsalot marched on Lizard Lowland to claim the Dung Throne and assert his filthy dominance over all of LordsWM. |
| Little did he know, there was another hidden force in play, something far greater than King Poopsalot could ever dream of. |
