Villager 1: Think it's in there?
Villager 2: All right. Let's get it!
Villager 1: Whoa. Hold on. Do you know what that thing can do to you?
Villager 3: Yeah, it'll grind your bones for it's bread.
Shrek sneaks up behind them and laughs.
SHREK: Yes, well, actually, that would be a giant. Now, ogres, oh they're much worse. They'll make a suit from your freshly peeled skin...
SHREK: They'll shave your liver. Squeeze the jelly from your eyes! Actually, it's quite good on toast.
Villager 1: Back! Back, beast! Back! I warn ya! (Waves the torch at Shrek.)
Shrek licks his fingers and extinguishes the torch. The men shrink back away from him. Shrek terrifies the mob with a frightening roar, his spit extinguishing all the remaining torches.
SHREK: (Whispering) This is the part where you run away.
The men drop their torches and pitchforks and flee as fast they can.
SHREK: And stay out! (looks down and picks up a wanted poster. Reads.) "Wanted. Fairytale creatures." (He sighs and drops the paper on the ground.)
I write a lot of weird shit and have fun doing it(Most of the time) I'm a lazy bastard and I hate troublesome things so the easy way is the best way for me, I also fucking despise Coleslaw with a passion and anyone who actually likes that revolting pile of what I will never call food is not real and are merely NPCs
- Outpost 17-b
- JoinedApril 22, 2021