September topic: Trust
"I'll always find you, Faith. No matter how lost you get, I will always find you. You can trust me."
How many times had I told her that? I almost always came through for her. Now she's been gone for who knows how long, and I was currently stuck in a house on top of a beanstalk. Awesome.
"Fee Fi Fo Fum...I smell the spawn of some Irish scum."
Oh come on. Was that the best the giant could do? I knew I had to defeat him if I wanted to find the key to where Faith was. I'd figured that much out by going back to talk to the dwarfs. So here I was, playing Jack in the Beanstalk with some ugly giant.
"Vampire scum. Get it right."
It was all the warning he got before I charged at him, and knocked us both across the room. Reaching for a big chair, I hurled it with all my strength against his head. It cracked. The giant laughed.
I hate my life.
The fight went on for some time. By the time I finally managed to wrench it's ugly head from it's body, which come to think of it, that is my signature move, he'd beaten me black and blue. I knew I had at least a few cracked ribs, and I felt like every bone in my body was screaming in protest as I searched the giant for the clue to find Faith.
It turned out to be in his wallet. Who knew Fairytale giants had wallets with pictures? There she was, sleeping soundly in a castle. Snow White? No. She was Sleeping Beauty I think. Great. Does this make me the prince? If so I would be kissing her awake with a split lip.
The journey through the forest was typical. I managed to coerce a deer to lead me toward the castle. I guess it took one look at my makeshift knife and believed me when I said it could be dinner or a guide. Who knew Fairytale animals could understand threats of violence?
The castle was huge and I had no idea which room she was kept in. Right. Go through the front door, kill everything in my way, and find the princess, kiss her, let her punch me for kissing her, and we'd be on our way. It sounded like a plan. It was the best I got.
[open to Princess Faith.]
How many times had I told her that? I almost always came through for her. Now she's been gone for who knows how long, and I was currently stuck in a house on top of a beanstalk. Awesome.
"Fee Fi Fo Fum...I smell the spawn of some Irish scum."
Oh come on. Was that the best the giant could do? I knew I had to defeat him if I wanted to find the key to where Faith was. I'd figured that much out by going back to talk to the dwarfs. So here I was, playing Jack in the Beanstalk with some ugly giant.
"Vampire scum. Get it right."
It was all the warning he got before I charged at him, and knocked us both across the room. Reaching for a big chair, I hurled it with all my strength against his head. It cracked. The giant laughed.
I hate my life.
The fight went on for some time. By the time I finally managed to wrench it's ugly head from it's body, which come to think of it, that is my signature move, he'd beaten me black and blue. I knew I had at least a few cracked ribs, and I felt like every bone in my body was screaming in protest as I searched the giant for the clue to find Faith.
It turned out to be in his wallet. Who knew Fairytale giants had wallets with pictures? There she was, sleeping soundly in a castle. Snow White? No. She was Sleeping Beauty I think. Great. Does this make me the prince? If so I would be kissing her awake with a split lip.
The journey through the forest was typical. I managed to coerce a deer to lead me toward the castle. I guess it took one look at my makeshift knife and believed me when I said it could be dinner or a guide. Who knew Fairytale animals could understand threats of violence?
The castle was huge and I had no idea which room she was kept in. Right. Go through the front door, kill everything in my way, and find the princess, kiss her, let her punch me for kissing her, and we'd be on our way. It sounded like a plan. It was the best I got.
[open to Princess Faith.]