episode 4

technoboy was spinning, and the dance floor was going ecstatic at his feet. sweaty bodies moving as one with the beautiful sounds emanating from technoboy's sound system. the crown prince was entertaining the mongoloid and deep sea diver. he was oblivious to the fact that playgirl was missing. after finishing his 20th can of jolly shandy, crown prince was a little tipsy, and the volume of his proclaimations grew louder and louder.

the crown prince moved over to technoboy's technobooth, that was producing his technosound with technobeats. he motioned to technoboy to cut the music. technoboy looked a little peeved of, but who could argue with the prince? silence echoed through the halls of the large castle.

"i have a confession to make on the dance floor. i really dig playgirl and want to marry her. playgirl, please say yes."

applause throughout the crowd was not enough to hide the fact that playgirl was missing. soon people were shouting: playgirl, playgirl, but she was no where to be found. the crown prince then ordered a search party to be formed, but then playgirl appeared from a very dark corridor, her face flush, make up messed up, and she sounded like she was exercising.

"my prince, you were looking for me? i am so apologetic, i was in the washroom."

the crown prince looked relieved that playgirl was alright, and embraced her. he whispered into her ear, and her face lit up and annouced:

"of course i will marry you, my handsome crown prince. but i think it will only be most appropriate when you are king, you majesty."

"yes my dearest playgirl, anything you say."

and they walked off, crown prince in romantic bliss, and playgirl in physical bliss. as they turned the corner, playgirl turned her head and winked at girlfriend stealer. another success for girlfriend stealer.

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the LXG divided into 2 teams, team alpha and team bravo, with the individual strike teams of yoda and ydpa. jersey stayed with veg head in case anyone attacked the D12 van.

the mission of LXG was to do anything that would make the royalty look stupid, and make them know who did it.

ydpa, the biggest and hunkiest of the lot waltzed his way into the party, looking every bit the part of the royalty. with his smooth looks, nimble dance moves and greek sculpture body, he did not look a single hair out of place. he even had a few good friends at the party, namely the rock and hobbit.

yang di pertuan agong, master of disguise and espionage mixed in with the crowd. with a drink in his hand, and great pick up lines in his mind, he set out trying to impress some chicks. in the distance he saw a great silhouette, muscular, well built, he couldnt resist it. as he approach the silhouette, someone shouted:

"AGONG!"

ydpa turned and saw the rock and hobbit. for a second he felt like real royalty. afterall, he was teamates with the crown prince et al. and now he was together with his ole mates, he felt at one with being royal. his blood was blue, he was starting to believe. whatsmore, the chicks started coming to the table he was sitting at with hobbit and the rock.

"hey rock..."

"i'm not the rock anymore man, now people know me as the scorpion king. i am the king of this kingdom."

"and i have a name now, not just the hobbit. they call me frodo."

"so good to see you 2 now, my friends."

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In the next episode yoda, team alpha and team bravo will storm the palace, so stay tuned!!

episode 3

the sultan sent his owls far and wide, in an effort to gather a few good men, but to his suprise the response was better than expected. they arranged to meet at the town of Jiak Kim, for a cup or 2 of ice lemon tea, or whatever whoever wanted in his cup, but he should take care of himself in the bath tub.

beehoon was smoking his pipe, picking at his salad, with a sonata playing in the background. suddenly, the wind picked up, the sky turned grey. in a instant, the track turned to eminem, and 7 harleys stormed into the courtyard. after speeding past beehoon many times back and forth, the harleys stopped. 6 of them looked deferentially to the centre man, and he stepped of the bike. beehoon did not feel at ease at first due to the antagonistic approach of this biker gang, but when he saw the height of the leader he was no longer afraid.

the leader took off his chanel helmet and ray bans shades, and with a very dao face, said yo to beehoon. beehoon smiled when he recognised an old friend, and called out to YDPA.

"hey ydpa, white rapper the hottest in humans has arrived!"

soon, beehoon, white rapper, ydpa and the sultan were at the table, drinking and talking about old times. as the songs changed, new people arrived, like the corny egg, yoda, jersey and the scribbler. the mood changed when the sultan turned upon all of them.

"guys, we mean business tonight. this is a good chance for us to showcase our talents, we must find the right opportunity to make the grandest entrace possible."

"with my experience in eigth mile, i think this is the best way to get into the castle and make the biggest bang. what do you think, scribbler? i think you will contribute better to this discussion if you stop writing letters to your many admirers and concentrate on the topic at hand."

"oh. sorry la. anything can you go arrange." and the plan was final.

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technoboy was spinning the music of his life, and the crown prince and his subjects were dancing the disco of theirs. all the royalty were having the time of their lives, and many commented the music was better than the king's ministry of sound. the crown prince generously replied that when he became king, he would appoint technoboy as the minister of sound. when technoboy heard that he was so stunned by the kindness of his majesty that he nearly lost his belly, but on closer inspection it was still present.

as the music played louder, the drinks drunk stiffer, the blood alcohol content thicker, girlfriend stealer made his move on the dance floor and found playgirl. after all these years, he could not resist the temptation of stealing a girlfriend. playgirl was not very high on the bottle, but she could not resist the charm of girlfriend stealer either. his beautiful fringe blowing in the wind, he approached her and they started doing what they did best.

girlfriend stealer started to get pussy as he feared he might get caught by the royal guard, as frolicking around with the crown prince's girlfriend might not make him the most popular idol he wanted to be. he whispered a meeting place into playgirl's ear, and walked off. she would meet him 5 minutes later at his room, and he would knotch another cross on his excuse for an implement.

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as night wore one, the LXG finished their preparations, ready to move off at first light, when the van driver veg head arrived. they made their last arrangements, in case they failed this mission, ate their breakfast and waited in the dark for veg head.

veg head arrived a hour before dawn, and eminem was still eating his burger. ydpa looked furious.

"c'mon emy, you've got to finish that burger! our mission's going to start real soon."

"last burger. give me a while. you guys load up first."

and while the rest of the LXG loaded up the van, eminem loaded up his stomach.

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the ride was long, and ardous, due to the rough terrain of the country and the magnificent driving skills of the former F1 ferrari test driver veg head, and the LXG suffered in the back of the van. they tried to catch whatever sleep they could for this night attack would test the limits of their training.

nearing the objective, veg head stopped the van. the LXG unloaded the van and started their final preparations. they started camouflaging the van with the D12 stickers and posters eminem brought. some started cooking a final good meal, but they were afraid of the voracious appetites of ydpa and of course eminem, and made sure everyone had their equal shares.

when night fell, all of them got into the van, and drove off to the castle. at the entrance, corny egg tried to get entrance by explaining that D12 was scheduled to perform at the party. the guards did not buy the story and they did not know who D12 was. enter eminem. he walked out of the van in his white nike tracks and gold LV air force 1s, complete with $ necklace. the security guards instantly recognised him.

"oh you're eminem! why didn't you say so earlier."

"man these guys don't even know the name of my band. i'm getting the fuck away from these losers."

eminem took his harley out and drove off.

"ok guys, after checking with our supervisor, he allows you to go in and perform, but any trouble you make, we'll be locking you in for a long painful time."

and so the LXG made their way into the castle. there was no chance for them to look back, only for them to create their own destiny, in shadows of the moonlight, and the howl of the wind.

writer's block

its been more than a yr, and the inspiration to write again hit me when i found myself wholly entertained by the interesting stories i tried to write. but i am hit by a writer's block! maybe later or tmr then.