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(collaboration between dmjewelle and axtar)
In a nondescript cave at a nondescript jagged edge of a rocky mountain, a meditating monk wrung his hands into knots. Sweat trickled down his bald head, sliding past frenzied mutterings.
"The chipmunk is not a horned rat, the chipmunk is not a horned rat..."
Despite the chant, he knew he had to tell the Elders about this...this vision. Surely one would not hallucinate about horned mice and (strangely enough) fries without good reason.
*****
"Sedna."
"ISWEARIWON'TGONEARTHESTOVEAGAINOWOWOWWWWWWWW"
Finnegan scowled as he fished the half-melted, tartar-coated chipmunk figurine out of the pan. "Damn monks."
*****
And thus, a new Religion was born.
In a nondescript cave at a nondescript jagged edge of a rocky mountain, a meditating monk wrung his hands into knots. Sweat trickled down his bald head, sliding past frenzied mutterings.
"The chipmunk is not a horned rat, the chipmunk is not a horned rat..."
Despite the chant, he knew he had to tell the Elders about this...this vision. Surely one would not hallucinate about horned mice and (strangely enough) fries without good reason.
*****
"Sedna."
"ISWEARIWON'TGONEARTHESTOVEAGAINOWOWOWWWWWWWW"
Finnegan scowled as he fished the half-melted, tartar-coated chipmunk figurine out of the pan. "Damn monks."
*****
And thus, a new Religion was born.