MocOlympics Round 3 - John Moffatt vs. The Fisherman . . First things first:
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The Fisherman's entry.
My, well, our category for this round was "Go aead, make my day."
My story behind this is relatively simple. All the stories are about heroic knights going out and slaying dragons. They get the girl, the gold, and maybe the kingdom. Everyone's happy. Everyone but the dragon, that is. The following text is how Dr. Doolittle may have translated the thougts running through the dragon's head at the time she found Sir Harold the Filthy waiting outside of her cave in the East woods of Clintshire...
"What a pitiful afternoon this has been. None of the sheep are out grazing to be picked off, the cows have been driven off to market, and all the virgin princesses were snatced up by evil wizards before I could steal one for myself. I think it's time to go lay down for a whi- Good Lord, what now!? Let me guess, the villaige sent some half-wit wearing a bucket to come and 'slay' me again. Will they never learn? They only sent one guy too. Maybe he's off trying to win some daughter's hand in marriage, who knows."
"Oh yes, you have a sword, very brave of you. I'm sure it's very pointy and all that. Are you going to try to slay me or not? I have things to do with my life, hard as it may be to believe. Come on, go ahead! Make my day."
She is NOT a happy dragon.
The East woods of Clintshire
Driven from their natural habitat by human expansion, dragons would have ranked as "endangered" had such a scale existed prior to their extinction in 1939. Many were forced to live in isolated cave systems, picking off livestock as opposed to hunting woodland mammals as they had for millions of years.
Still relatively young, this female lacks the distinctive green markings that come with maturity. By that point her hydrogen glands will have fully developed, allowing her to not only dismember but char-broil any irritating humans that get in her path.
Overall, I'm rather pleased with the build. It's certainly better than last year's round three. What does bother me is that I think I probably could have pulled off something a lot more interesting if I dedicated more time to it. My original idea was to go ahead and make a day in the life of Mr. Xenomurphy (including slaying dragons, stealing secret documents, and travelling through time in an outhouse), but then its was Thanksgiving, and then school, and then homework, and then bandcamp, and then oh-dear-this-needs-to-be-up-in-two-days. I guess we'll see what appens. Do you feel lucky, Fisherman?