was a dark and stormy night.... torrential rains had hammered WadAsia for
days..... and the King was in one of his moods......
King Jeffulot... sat brooding on his throne. The Holy Gail was abroad (as
WadAsia's most famous supermodel she was rarely at the King's side)...there
were dark whisperings of the King's addiction to Wadasian Wings.... a
delicacy only found at Hooter's.... and only served by the most lovely of
Was there trouble with the monarchy???? There was considerable unrest among
the high counsel. There were reports of warriors NOT accepting challenges.
There were reports of warriors changing there names. There were stories of
once great warriors NOT even practicing and honing their skills. And still
the King sat idly by.....
To relieve his boredom, the King called all the resident of Wadasia to the
"My subjects!!!!! Is there none out there brave enough to challenge me?!?!?!"
"I have held this crown lo these many months and have decided to appoint
myself King for life!!!" The King roared.......
"Until one of you sniveling, whimpering, warrior, wanna-bes can prove your
worth, I am rescinding all democratic practices....I am declaring..MARTIAL
LAW!!!!!!" the King screamed.....
Just then a small child near the front of the crowd was pushed forward by
the angry crowd..... she accidently bumped the stage on which King Jeffulot
stood... knocking his broadsword to the ground..... A angry King rushed
forward to back-hand the child when...... thunk!!!
A hooded figure in a plain brown robe stepped onto the stage and blocked the
King's slap.....A horrified King screamed "What is this nonsense...WHO DARES
TO STOP THE KING!!!!"
A hush fell over the crowd..... Who was this hooded figure???
The hooded figure slowly lowered his hood revealing his true identity.... It
"Bodhi..." the King whispered......"But...But....you are the Gimp's
Bitch......How dare you...you will die for your insolence!!!!"
Bodhisattva had returned from his self imposed servitude under the
GrandMasters Gib-Meister and Albino Bob, in the temple of Gib Kwon
Do....here he had studied the ways of mouse-fu.... he had practiced these
many months... biding his time until he could return to challenge the King.
The King deftly reached behind his back and drew his dagger..... He lurched
toward Bodhi, in an attempt to end this upstart warriors life..... but his
slash met with.....air. Bodhi did a front flip off the stage and landed in
a combat stance with his weapon drawn (a thousand year old katana, deftly
crafted by the ancient masters)
The King fumbled for his sword and dove off the stage towards Bodhi. He
slashed at Bodhi with a two handed strike... Bodhi deftly blocked the strike
and knicked Jeffulot's tunic at the shoulder... drawing blood....
The King fought as a madman..... dangerous slashing and stabbing motions,
with little regard for the innocent peasants around him. Bodhi realized he
must draw the enraged King away from the crowd... or many would be
hurt, possibly killed in the battle....
Bodhi attacked the King and sprinted past him.....at the same time he drew
his magic rocket jump amulet (given to him by his comrade the Dark
Knight)...he headed toward the parapet surrounding the upper wall of the
castle...knowing a leap to the upper reaches of the castle was the only way
to get the charging bull of a King away from the crowd......"Whump!!!" and
Bodhi deftly flew to the upper parapet.....
The King stared in amazement...."That is impossible. No one can rocket jump
since we changed battlefields!!!!"
"Wrong.....I learned to control all aspects of my combat under the watchful
eye of GrandMaster Gib and The Mighty Albino Bob....."
The King ran up the stairwell....It was here Bodhi decided to make his stand.
The King walked the final 20 yards and drew his dagger to use in addition to
his broadsword....This was how the battle ensued....Bodhi with his ancient
Katana and Jeffulot with his broadsword and dagger. Sparks flew as the
blades crashed together...."You will perish Bodhi!!!" the King grunted....
The battle lasted for over an hour......Bodhi had fought back using all his
mouse fu techniques......The King realized his opponent's skills had improved
greatly, and he decided to win... at all costs....
The King blocked a swift lunge from Bodhi and dropped to the ground
screaming.... Bodhi, remembering the good times when Jeffulot was a member
of the Wadasian warrior corp and had fought together against the evil
Mohammad, dropped to his knees to comfort his dying friend..... The King,
playing possum, had dropped his broadsword, but had palmed his dagger and
knew his only course of action. As Bodhi knelt down, Jeffulot plunged the
dagger into his chest, dealing his death blow....or so he thought......
Bodhi's rocket jump amulet (around his neck) had stopped the dagger from
ending his life.....Bodhi whispered "there can be only one" and swiftly spun
the katana around and swung at Jeffulot's throat....Jeffulot screamed (like
a biatch:-) as Bodhi stopped the blade inches from his throat......
Bodhi grinned and punched Jeffulot with his chain mail encased
fist, knocking him unconscious.....
Jeffulot awoke outside the gates of Wadasia.....naked.....with only a
canteen and directions to The holy temple of Gib Kwon Do.....he wept as he
realized that Bodhi had defeated and banished him....BUT...he knew
what he must do..... Tying the welcome mat from the drawbridge around his
waist, he headed out into the badlands.....towards the temple of Gib Kwon
Do....where he knew he must train.......
Respectfully submitted by Bodhisattva
This account is as true as I can recall.....
~ Property of the WadAsian High Council
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