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especias secreto
THE DARK KWIZARD
Filthman stood high over Sweet FA city. The moon was out and the air was brisk. He wasn't sure if he was up to the task any more. The people had spoken; they didn't want The Dark Kwizard in their city. They saw him as a vigilante; a threat corrupted by power. Why did he still care about these people, he asked himself.
His pensive ruminating was interrupted by a familiar bright light. The Filth-signal was shining high above the Sweet FA headquarters and he immediately knew Commissioner RU_ required his assistance.
RU_ was pacing back and forth on the roof top. "Where was he?" the Commissioner wondered.
"Boo", a gravely voice yelled out behind him.
RU_ turned around with a look of horror on his face. "You know I hate it when you do that!" RU_ snapped as he realised it was Filthman. Filthman giggled.
"You signaled?" asked the caped crusader.
"It's bad. Real bad" the Commisioner blurted out. "The Okeyjoker and the Penquivorir are back and they want to switch teams!"
"Don't they know I have to approve all player movements mid-season?"
"That's what I told them!" said RU_. "They just laughed in my face!"
The Dark Kwizard made a really scary looking face.
"Is that blue-steel?" asked RU_
"No! It's my scary face, see?" Filthman tried again.
"Oh, now I see it. Yes, that's very scary indeed" said RU_ reassuringly.
"Have you tried wearing a smaller mask that shows more of your facial expression?" offered RU_, but Filthman was already gone.
Somewhere across town.
"Who does Filthman think he is!" yelled the Penguivorir. "If I want to switch teams mid-season that's my perogative, godammit!"
"So long as it's legit..." interjected the Okeyjoker.
"What?" asked a confused Penguivorir.
"The switch has to be for a legitimate reason..." the Okeyjoker continued.
"What does that mean?" cried a furious Penguivorir.
"You can only switch teams if you have a good reason" the Okeyjoker continued.
"A good reason? According to who?" continued an angry Penguivorir.
"Filthman" said the Okeyjoker.
"Great!" said the Penquivorir sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"But I do have a good reason... well, it's an evil reason really. But it's still legit. I just didn't feel like I could be truly evil at the Bears, ya know?" asked the Penguivorir.
"Oh, I hear you, bro" said the Okeyjoker. "I just couldn't get my mojo on at the Demons". "I was always telling them we needed more mayhem and anarchy at team meetings, but they were just like 'nuh', and that made me feel alienated"
"Completely understand, mate" said the Penguivorir, giving his friend a comforting hug.
"Ouch!" screamed the Okeyjoker. "Stop pinching my arse!"
"I didn't" declared Penguivorir, holding his hands in the air. "It's one of those damn Filtharangs" he said, pointing at the thing lodged in the Okeyjoker's bum cheek.
"Make sure you wash that before giving it back, please" a gravely voice said from the shadows.
Filthman stepped into the light. "I hear you boys have a problem with me?" Filthman inquired.
"It's mainly him" said the Penguivorir, pushing the Okeyjoker towards The Dark Kwizard, with a sheepish grin.
"Seriously?!" exclaimed the Okeyjoker in disgust at his friend's cowardice.
"Fine, yeah... I do have a problem with you" said the Okeyjoker growing in confidence. "This was my town once, but now you think you can just tell everyone what to do?! Well we wont take it any more."
"We?" asked Fitlhman.
"Yeah, me and hi..." began the Okeyjoker turning around. "Oh FFS!" he said, realising his accomplice had run away.
"You're going to side with that imbecile?" smirked The Dark Kwizard.
"Look, I just want change teams so I can be more evil and maybe win a premiership after all these years..." the Okeyjoker pleaded.
"No" said Filthman.
"The rules say I can do it" the Okeyjoker retorted.
"No" replied Filthman.
"But why not?" an upset Okeyjoker pleaded.
"Because I said" said Filthman.
"You're not my dad!" sulked the Okeyjoker. "This isn't the last you've heard from me! I'll change teams, just you watch"
"Whatever you say..." said Filthman, smirking.
The Okeyjoker turned and ran after his friend into the darkness, laughing maniacally. "The people wont stand for this" he yelled behind him.
The Dark Kwizard returned to Sweet FA HQ.
"It's taken care of... for now" Filthman assured Commisioner RU_.
"They just accepted your decision?" a surprised RU_ asked.
"No" said Filthman. "They know I rule this town and it wont be happening on my watch".
"Maybe you're the Admin the Sweet FA deserves, but not the one it needs right now?" asked RU_, feeling philosophical.
"No".
FIN
