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.