Dark Cultist

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06.03.2009

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A story from the mind of a Cultist -
Once there was a man. His name is unimportant, so we will call him David. Anyway, David was a fisherman, the best fisherman and one day a man told him of a Great Fish one that no man could catch. This intriged David who simply said "Challenge excepted." So he ventured out to sea, in his little fishing boat and began to fish
Soon the Great Fish took the bait and the greatest of fishermen caught the greatest of fish, but the fish, with its last dieing breath, cursed the man. It demanded his blood, so the gods (Cthuhlu) turned it into a weapon and gave it to a guy in brooklen thousands of years later. The guy then sold it to a viking named Eric who then sold it to the scout. (He was backed stabed by the spy so the scout got a big discount) The scout's archnemises was actually a desendent of David the Fisherman and the fish's bloodlust awoke. Thats my story. End. Period. No more. Better stop reading. No point in reading more. I said the story ended. Why are you still reading this? STOP IT!!! Fine, I'll just stop typing. How do you like them apples?We fight for the sweet roll! It has no voice so let us be its voice.
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