"GRARRRGEHDHD" Metaliturtle was ready to ream on some bastardized scum from the retardedly red Roman Empire. His battleaxes were a silver blur in front of him, and his armor had a cool metallic gleam to it, his emblem, a turtle, was borne proudly on the side of his helmet, like a really angry football player.
"Metalliturtle is going to beat the (explitive deleted) out of those (explitive deleted) munching (explitive deleted) faced sons of (explitive deleted)!!!!"
The axes were beginning to slash and bludgeon roman flesh now. The noise was a sickening woosh-thwock. WOOSH-THWOCK a leg came flying off of a Roman, and he started falling over towards that direction, but then Metaliturtle whipped around and lobbed his head off, causing him to fall the other way.
"DIE DIE DIE!!!!" Metaliturtle flung an axe straight into a guys head, then ran up to him, grabbed the axe, and sliced the guy's neck with the other one. With a swift motion, Metaliturtle whipped the decapitated head at the mounted Roman leader, knocking him off of his steed. Metaliturtle was going apesh*t, and the romans couldn't stop him.
"I'M A LITTLE TEAPOT SHORT AND STOUT!!!" Metaliturtle was getting a mild case of Turret's and was shouting out nursery rhymes instead of profanities. This was too his advantage, as the nursery rhyme led the romans into a false since of security. WOOSH-THWOCK, There went a head and an arm. Metaliturtle may have weakend his battle cry, but he was still killing a ton of Romans.
"ROME IS GAY, ROME IS GAY!!!" WOOSH-THWOCK, WOOSH-THWOCK, WOOSH-THWOCK. The Roman leader's horse had fallen to Metaliturtle's blurrry battleaxes, and some of the Romans had begun to flee from Metaliturtle's fury. Metaliturtle saw this, and was extremely p*ssed. He took one of his axes and whipped it hardcore at a roman soldier, it struck square on the spine (just like in the Patriot) and the guy died.
"YOU GUYS SUUUUCK!!" Metaliturtle's taunting aroused the anger of the Roman Commander, and soon they were embroiled in a hardcore battle, Metaliturtle's axe, verses his stupid short sword. Metaliturtle took a mighty swing with the axe, and the Roman commander's sword broke the handle, it was time for Metaliturtle to pump up his apesh*ttyness into a more pure berserker frenzy. He fell onto the fallen horse, and had an idea. He had soon torn the horses leg off, and was beating on the Commander with the horses femur, blood and marrow was everywhere, it was great. Finally, Metaliturtle landed a blow to the Commander's skull, a bludgeoning move that was killer sweet.
"HEY, WE'RE ALL GONNA GET LAID!!" Metaliturtle looked around for a response, in his now crimson suit of armor, stained with the blood of many Roman citizens. Unfortunately, nobody was left to hear Metaliturtle's exaltations...
(DANG I can't believe I wrote this, I must be in a hardcore mood today or what? As always, GIMME FEEDBACK I know it's gory, I'm trying something new.)
"Metalliturtle is going to beat the (explitive deleted) out of those (explitive deleted) munching (explitive deleted) faced sons of (explitive deleted)!!!!"
The axes were beginning to slash and bludgeon roman flesh now. The noise was a sickening woosh-thwock. WOOSH-THWOCK a leg came flying off of a Roman, and he started falling over towards that direction, but then Metaliturtle whipped around and lobbed his head off, causing him to fall the other way.
"DIE DIE DIE!!!!" Metaliturtle flung an axe straight into a guys head, then ran up to him, grabbed the axe, and sliced the guy's neck with the other one. With a swift motion, Metaliturtle whipped the decapitated head at the mounted Roman leader, knocking him off of his steed. Metaliturtle was going apesh*t, and the romans couldn't stop him.
"I'M A LITTLE TEAPOT SHORT AND STOUT!!!" Metaliturtle was getting a mild case of Turret's and was shouting out nursery rhymes instead of profanities. This was too his advantage, as the nursery rhyme led the romans into a false since of security. WOOSH-THWOCK, There went a head and an arm. Metaliturtle may have weakend his battle cry, but he was still killing a ton of Romans.
"ROME IS GAY, ROME IS GAY!!!" WOOSH-THWOCK, WOOSH-THWOCK, WOOSH-THWOCK. The Roman leader's horse had fallen to Metaliturtle's blurrry battleaxes, and some of the Romans had begun to flee from Metaliturtle's fury. Metaliturtle saw this, and was extremely p*ssed. He took one of his axes and whipped it hardcore at a roman soldier, it struck square on the spine (just like in the Patriot) and the guy died.
"YOU GUYS SUUUUCK!!" Metaliturtle's taunting aroused the anger of the Roman Commander, and soon they were embroiled in a hardcore battle, Metaliturtle's axe, verses his stupid short sword. Metaliturtle took a mighty swing with the axe, and the Roman commander's sword broke the handle, it was time for Metaliturtle to pump up his apesh*ttyness into a more pure berserker frenzy. He fell onto the fallen horse, and had an idea. He had soon torn the horses leg off, and was beating on the Commander with the horses femur, blood and marrow was everywhere, it was great. Finally, Metaliturtle landed a blow to the Commander's skull, a bludgeoning move that was killer sweet.
"HEY, WE'RE ALL GONNA GET LAID!!" Metaliturtle looked around for a response, in his now crimson suit of armor, stained with the blood of many Roman citizens. Unfortunately, nobody was left to hear Metaliturtle's exaltations...
(DANG I can't believe I wrote this, I must be in a hardcore mood today or what? As always, GIMME FEEDBACK I know it's gory, I'm trying something new.)
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