[[It come to the end now, folks. I hope you've had fun.]]
Scene twenty-four
~I have the power~
The huge gates slam shut behind Moogie with a resounding clash, making her jump and squeak in fright.
Moogie- "I did not squeak, and I am not afraid.?"
Did. Are. Moogie growls a little, but begins climbing the only stairs she sees. The stone is cold and hard beneath her paws, the air slightly damp.
Moogie- "Stop with the filler, no one cares about details or they would have all read your other stories."
Ouch. Harsh, but true. To get to the point then, light strains of haunting music begin playing from the dark depths above. Moogie pauses before squaring her shoulders and continuing. After a good number of winding steps, she finally she reaches an opening and stops in confusion.
Moogie- "This is the top of the tower. What the hell?"
Xordan- "Indeed it is, Moogie."
Moogie whirls to find Xordan standing behind her, and not alone. Karyuu, Efflixi, and Acraig stand off to his side, going through what seems to be lyrics and tabs.
Moogie, again- "What the hell? Where's Draklar?"
Karyuu- "Big sissy thought he was to good for us and went solo. He claimed we didn't sing enough 'Viking' songs."
Efflixi- "I was like, 'Dude, they've been dead for like a hundred years or something. But he wouldn't hear it. Thinks he's the second coming of Eric the Red or something. I can see why he was voted as meanest. I mean, he made Acraig cry."
Acraig, sadly- "He said I sang like the Hansens."
Moogie, shocked- "That is downright uncalled for. I'm sure you're better than them. You'd have to be if you can sing at all. So why are you up here with Xordan??"
Xordan- "Obviously, I am the new lead singer of The Postmen. You have to admit, I look damn good with a mic."
Moogie- "I don't have to admit anything. That is my hair on your head. Give it back."
Xordan- "Sure."
Moogie- Really?"
Xordan- "Heck no. Why should things get easy now?"
Moogie rolls her eyes in frustration- "Ok, the hard way then. What now? Isn't there supposed to be some sort of 3D maze thing I have to run through?"
Xordan- "Are you joking? We can hardly keep things working with one up and down."
Moogie- "This is going nowhere. So what is supposed to happen?"
Xordan- "Karaoke, of course. This is a musical, after all. Ready, Postmen?" He pulls out a kazoo and gives it a short toot. "Our first song is a single off our new album: 'Life is a Glitch' titled: 'You Fell Off the Edge of the World (And Died)'. Cds and T-shirts will be available after the perfomance. We don't do autographs."
Moogie- "Thank Talad for that."
Xordan ignores Moogie's jab and raises a hand to the others. Karyuu strokes the frets of her gweetar (jose made me do it), Acraig sounds the beat on drums, and Efflixi...well, he plays a mean tambourine. Xodan begins to sing.
-You think your post count matters
-I?m here to tell you it's truuuuuue
-In the minds of the nooblins
-I am far better than youuuuu
-You can't fight the system
-The system always wins in the end
-But you can never go wrong
-With Xordan as your friend
The others join in.
-Follow us to the horizon of tomorrow
-Listen our orders or read the words that say
-You fell off the edge of the world
-And died... and died
-You fell of the edge of the world
-And died...and died today.
Moogie- "I can't take it! Keep the hair!"
Moogie runs to the edge of the tower, and does as countless nooblins and players alike have done in the past... 'trips' and falls off the edge. The music thankfully fades behind her. But she does not hit the ground. Instead, the world dissolves around her, leaving nothing but chunks of random texture floating on a black backdrop. As her feet alight on something solid, Xordan appears before her, his hair blowing in all directions at once in his greatest effect ever.
Xordan- "That was rude. You walked out on Efflixi's tambourine solo. He'll never forgive you."
Moogie- "Then I left just in time. It's time to give my hair back, Xordan. You're a Klyros for crying out loud. Do you realize how ridiculous you look?"
Xodan- "I have it on good authority that I look quite nice."
Moogie- "Um...I know this part! Give me the wig. Through idiocy unknown, and morons unnumbered, I have trudged, tripped, fallen, climbed, ran, transported, and finally driven a bus here to your unauthorized cardboard castle at the center of Nooblin City to take back the hair that you have shaved from my head...now I'm supposed to pause dramatically while you try to convince me to be your slave or something.?"
Xordan pulls out the kinda pretty snowglobe that really doesn't do a whole lot, and shakes it.
"Remember what I offer you, Moogie. You can be my slave. I mean, who wouldn't want to be the great Xordan's slave. Think of the fringe benefits. Health, dental, your own parking space, and free slushies on Friday. And best of all, you get to play PlaneShift for FREE!"
"PlaneShift will always be free, Xordan."
"You can give me my dreams, Moogie."
Moogie grins and points a finger at Xordan- "Xordan... I PAWNS you! All your base are belong to me!"
Xordan- "Oh carpfish."
The wind builds to tremendous proportions, causing Moogie to shield her eyes. The wind becomes so powerful, she is forced to the ground to keep from being tossed about. When the wind dies, she opens her eyes slowy...to see the familiar yellow walls of her room. She reaches up to touch her head, and finds every strand of red hair just as it had been...in a complete mess, brush, twig and all. Safe and sound. An IRC channel blinks on her screen. #PS-ifyouneedus. Moogie looks at the nicklist to see all of her friend's names listed. @Underthemoon rests on top, even though he has no idea what the @ is.
Moogie, smiling- "I'm home."
~The end of this story?the beginning of another?
Thank you all for sticking with me on this, and for Moogie putting up with me. My apologies to anyone I left out and for taking so long to finish. This will likely be the last long parody I do, as Draklar is far better at them anyways. I hope you enjoyed this tale. I will now be going back to writing my 'Chain of Souls stories, of which I have over 100k words to write.
*bows out*
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Far in the wilds of the lands of PS, a voice is heard, full of sorrow and despair.
"Oh gods! I am bald! Somebody get me a hat!"