Linuth Reference Book And Additional Lore

Prince Pal's Life

It was 5:00 when Pal got up. He was mad that he had to go into school half an hour earlier for the presentation he had to give out. A student had died, which, was tragic, but he had to spend days on a speech. The country's school heads would be there!

Moving on from those thoughts, Pal got out of bed and continued on with his morning routine. He brushed his teeth, put on deodorant, washed his hands, and walked out of his apartment complex and into the parking garage.

The infamous SNACK PACK gang was there, comprised of morbidly obese yet very fast people. There were 4 key members, given the names on the 4 horsemen of the apocalypse, and many other subordinates.

"Hey, Pal." Said Pestilence to Pal, menacingly.

"Whaddya want now?" Responded Pal, annoyed at their common appearances near his car.

He was a former member and was expected to stick by them at all costs, but that was a past chapter of his life. He mainly used it as an excuse to keep his eating disorder, but he was over that now.

"Oh-ho-ho. You're chattin' with us now." Said Famine, who was coincidentally the largest.

"I said what did you want?" Said Pal, just wanting to get to work.

" We all want Y'all to," Said War, stopping for a moment to fix her weave, "Give us ya guns!"

Pal was asked this before, but afterwards realised what he could do to escape.

He said "Okay." before opening up the glove box in his car. Inside was a gun, which he turned the safety off of.

It looked like Pal was about to hand it over to Pestilence until he shot him.

He then snatched War's weave and ran into his car, turning it on.

It turned on instantly, and he started to back up while the SNACK PACK started running into his car, damaging it majorly.

He sped out and into the freeway. It was 5:30, and he tried to be quiet, but the Snack-Mobile was chasing after him. He was looking in the rear-view mirror while this was happening and crashed into a bakery. The window shield broke, so he jumped through it and hid. He went into the kitchen, gun in hand, and searched for an exit.

The SNACK PACK was in the bakery by now, and were yelling things like "Oh boy some cinna-rolls!", "YAGA!" - "Damnit that was my food, you bitch!", "You have two front teeth you lowly skank! Ha ha ha!" and "Bitch, LASAGNA!"

Pal made it out the back door and realised he was at Retail Sweets.

He crushed a local business. Hopefully, they had insurance.

He called 911 and requested medical attention, and hung up.

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A few months later, Pal was out of the hospital. The SNACK PACK was mostly arrested, and other than War, they were all gone.

Pal went to school the next day and finally held the ceremony, in January instead of October.

He walked up onto the stage and started.

"Darren Pretiosa was a great boy and will be remembered."