<*> Be Careful What You Wish For <*> Part 2: The Rebellion Begins

(BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so do you want to role play)

((Yeah, sure Scott. Who and who?))

(How about Firelox and who ever you chose?)

Butters hyperventilated on his mad dash out of the forest. Olaf didn't glance at him even, the little squeally boy was useless.
"Hello, Sparks," His mad eyes bulged freakishly out of his malformed skull as he grinned, showing a few yellow teeth. "Remember me?" His bald brow squiggled like a caterpillar.

((@Scott: Firelox and Kendra?))

"How could I forget?" Spark asked bitterly.

"Memory loss!" Olaf appeared to be thinking hard on this subject. "You know, maybe if you just willed yourself to forget it you could!" He scratched his ratty chin.

"Er... okay..."

"What're you weirdos up to now?" An ugly, skeletal sprite came fluttering out of the forest, yipping like a lost puppy and roaring as a lion intermittently.

Spark stared. "Er.."

((@Scott: Firelox and Kendra?))

(Yay sounds good)

Scooter wrote: (Yay sounds good)

((I call not starting! ))

Firelox sat on a snow crested montain in fire mode ,as nomal.(he is always in fire mode when he's awake ) It was harribly cold but it was one of the fue places he could not burn.

Quite all of a sudden and without any good reason, other than the excuse of boredom, Olaf transformed into a great lake of water and attempted to drown Sparks.
"Oh dear," the sprite frowned a bit, scratching his bald head and hooting as an owl does.

Scooter wrote:Firelox sat on a snow crested montain in fire mode ,as nomal.(he is always in fire mode when he's awake ) It was harribly cold but it was one of the fue places he could not burn.

((There are no snow-crested moutains in the West, South, or East kingdoms, and no one but WishGranters really live in the North Kingdom, so, can it just be like a rocky outcrop or grassy hill or something?))

Pipeman wrote:Quite all of a sudden and without any good reason, other than the excuse of boredom, Olaf transformed into a great lake of water and attempted to drown Sparks.
"Oh dear," the sprite frowned a bit, scratching his bald head and hooting as an owl does.

Sparks unleashed a blast of fire at his hands and feet, which merely became jets of hot water but propelled him out of the lake all the same.