Notes

The night was cold.. the ashen face of the clouds looking down upon the streets. The accumulated filth of the trash going to and fro through the area. The ghastly winds came outward, touching the skies and escaping a force stronger than the lingering shadows within the arena of men against men within this horrid town. Heinous power is thrown out to latch about a limb of opportunity to be a tyrant in this land.

Risen from the depths of the ground was something illuminating, cascading down upon the building that leaned to the side, crooked. The pink aura shined greatly, rising and wavering like the seas to a boat, rocking it side to side. A brown liquid flew outward as the grotesque smell of hot and sweaty ass touched the notrils of the goddess Gaia. Who was this, of great power and gruesome smell that made even the writer quiver, shake in his boots, even?!

And he was revealed, dressed with fake gold that touched the pink skin, causing a green hue to expand and move over the boney form. The eyes slit outward as if cut by a blade had come to blink several times in amazement. This was a land that he had not ravaged with his own. His pink skin glittered in the sunlight. Arai-Ee! And so behind the man who gave a homosexual tint to his arrival came an army of men and woman.

The men stood tall, at eight feet. Their eyes lazy and swinging side to side, their skin a hue of pink and brown from bathing in their bathing-pools of grotesque shit expanding from the uncontrollable bowel movement of Arai-Eee's ultimate ruler of idiots -- The Ass-Blade Bandit. Oh how dreadful was his smell, his ultimate weapon his two nipples that stuck out exactly ten inches. Blades exploded from his asshole as he stared out with killer intent. Bending his torso over. What? Why the hell was he grinning?! Showing off those yellow teeth. Disgusting, might this writer add.

Within the depths of the shadows lingered a force that was a unison, connected within teaching and the wise. A scrawny man stood, cloak hanging over his bodily structure. Roots expanding from his finger tips. Upon his right shoulder there was a squirrel holding a nut, obsidian-black beading eyes staring out towards Arai-Ee! And next to the two people.. what the hell?

The Nigga stood at six feet tall, his south pole hat slanted to the side, his baggy pants holding the symbol of two skulls tongue kissing. The Nigga, The Squirrel, and The Root stood before the army of Arai-Ee. The pink-skinned leader yelled something, a mixture of babbling and sending spittle from his mouth. The three watched as Arai-Ee and the Ass-Bandit charged.

The Ass-Bandit tripped, flying through the air at max-speeds. The pure fear upon his face shown before death -- The blood and the brown hue exploding from his gaping asshole came when the ass-bandit fell upon the blade. The long knife itself came out his mouth, sending him to the ground twitching as his small penis transmuted into dust.

The Arai-Ee stared in disbelief, and fled, some limping, some walking slow. Some just standing there chewing their own arms.

The Squirrel chewed on an opened nut and stared at the other two, as if it was saying

"What was that?" And The Root shrugged, the three of them walked away.