ROCKS!!!
The dinghies scraped across the gravel beach as the skeletal guards dragged them ashore. George stumbled along and gazed at the large, grey, island. It was huge, possibly 230 feet at the tallest cliff. Britney looked around, and his eye started to twitch.
"So... many....rocks. SO MANY. The bathroom could be anywhere! SO. MANY. ROCKS!!!" He screamed. Right after, Jolly flicked him in the side of the head, his great strength stunning Britney for a moment.
"I've got plenty of time," Jolly said, chuckling to himself. He stood there, arms crossed, watching his undead army kill the opposing forces and capture anyone who was unarmed. To the right was some large, sharp rocks, a rickety old fence, and a couple of shacks that were pretty well thrown together. To the left there looked to be a track and mine-cart. There were tools inside it, so it seemed the workers were interrupted. Over by the shacks, a skeleton threw a grenade, blowing up the side of one of the light wood buildings. Inside a man yelled before being shot. The skeletal soldiers were getting restless, starting to kill whoever they thought wasn't worthy of living.
"soooo... where doez we go firstz?" George asked.
"RUM!!!" Brandy howled.
"Will someone get this excuse for a man some rum?!" Jolly ordered. He was tired of listening to Brandy complain. One of the guards handed him a jug full of the stuff, and it was gone within a couple seconds.
"RUMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" He howled a second time. The other guard pulled a couple trays of rum from the dinghy and started handing bottles to Brandy. Jolly moved up and started ordering several groups to search the area. He sniffed the air and sighed.
"I love the smell of blood in the morning," he said, then spun around and motioned for the others to follow. The crew, rope tied hands, shuffled along, their cut faces frowning. Except for George. He was trying to pick his nose with his hands behind his back. It looked like he was some sort of failed contortionist. Jolly facepalmed and then turned towards a rock and started knocking his head against it. About 30 seconds of this passed before he turned on his heels and flipped out.
"STOP WITH THE SHENANIGANS!!!!!!" He yelled at him, waving his arms in the air. George paused when looking up at him. His small brain started processing Jolly's anger. He looked down with disappointment moved along with the others. At one point they walked into what was obviously the town square. It was wide open with lots of buildings. Skeletons stood to the side, watching over frighted families. One man got frustrated and charged the soldiers. They shoved him onto a crate, and stabbed him through the sternum. His clenched fists went loose and a bony hand removed the sword. Banana watched this happen, cringing when the cutlass poked through the poor man. The group stopped as a couple of undead officers pulled Jolly to the side. They whispered some things to him and he smiled.
"Great news! We have found the bathroom!" He said cheerfully.
"oh noez," George whined.
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The rickety old elevator shook as it moved up, clicking and creaking.
"hey, Britney. hey. hey. hey. hey. hey. hey. hey. Britney, hey." George said repeatedly as they ascended.
"What, George." He said, annoyed.
"EARTHQUAKE!!!!!1111!!!!" George yelled, swinging the wooden lift.
"GEORGE YOU IDIOT!" Britney screamed angrily, before slipping off his crutch and slamming his face on a skeletal soldiers feet.
"Cease, both of you!" the soldier told them. George stopped, disappointed, and Britney wasn't helped up. When they reached the top with the others, George dragged him out and helped him up. Jolly ignored this and continued across the large rope bridge in front of them. Everyone went in a single file line. On the other side was a large hole with some water at the bottom. To the left was an entrance to a cave. Everyone looked in awe when they stepped inside. There were rock structures they had never seen before. But before they could stop and stare, they were shoved along by other soldiers. They eventually came to a large open area. In the very back, heavily guarded stood a building with two doors. Above one was an eye-patch. Above the other was an eye-patch with eyelashes.
"Welcome, mates, to the restroom." Jolly said, smiling.
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I'm sorry this took forever. I've barely had time to be active on the forums. Anywho, here it is, and it's actually a decent length I'd say. Not as much dialogue. And I apologize if it isn't as funny as it is gruesome/depressing. I tried to really capture the whole thing
ANYWHO, I'll be getting the next chapter out whenever, cuz Tib has been pretty busy. Enjoy!