I BLAME ALL OF YOU FOR NOT PESTERING ME TO UPDATE
EXCEPT J
J DID PESTER ME, BUT IT WASN'T VERY EFFECTIVE
STILL, IT'S THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS
Also I'm thinking I might go to medium-sized updates
because it gives me an excuse to update less often so this will go faster. I mean, we haven't even gotten out of Corneria yet.
-CHAPTER SIX: YOU ARE NOT PREPARED-


: I think that girl's walking toward us.

: Uh, excuse me, are you the Light Warriors?

: Yep. What do you need?

: Well, uh...
can't believe they made me do this... you guys are supposed to be taking care of Garland, right?

: Yes?

: well... you guys have kinda just been hanging around town for a couple weeks now and-- please don't take this the wrong way, we're glad you're here and all, but... we were kinda hoping you would take care of Garland like as soon as you left the castle.

: We had to prepare!

: You've been running into the woods and back...

: We were killing imps!

: You were supposed to be killing Garland.

: So, tell me, are all Cornerians ungrateful ******** or just you?

:
Please don't hurt me. 
: Reg, stop being an a*****e. We have been kinda lazy. We shall go slay Garland at once!

:
Thank god. 
: To the forest!


: OH GOD, A SPIDER, KILL IT KILL IT
gonk 
: You just killed like 20 wolves and you're scared of
a spider?
: OH GOD
KILL IT WITH FIRE

:
Mental note: Turt is afraid of spiders. Must use this to own advantage later.


: Uh oh. A MADPONY.

: Who the hell names these things?

: I think now would be a very good time to heal me.

: Huh? Oh, yeah, right.


: What the hell? I have to beg for it but you just heal him whenever he asks?

: Well, yeah.

: ...
Hate you all.


:
Goddamn... imps... 
: Are you okay?
gonk 
:
We should... head back to the inn... 
: Can't you just cast CURE on yourself?

:
Out of spells... a*****e...

: Okay, this time no screw-ups.


: We should buy a tent while we're here.

: ...looks kinda small.

: It'll be fine.


: ...The hell's a "Grimp"?

: "Great Imp."

: ...still sounds stupid.


: We're here!


: Ugh. Someone needs an interior decorator.


: A ghoul!


: Ow.

: Turt, Cook's down!

: I know! I can't heal that!

: God you're useless.

: ...
a*****e. 

: Oh hey I'm better now.

: No thanks to the b***h.

: You are so lucky I need you for this or I would kill you right now.


: CURE please.


: Done.


:
eek 
:
eek 
:
eek 
:
gonk TOO MANY MONSTERS

: I think we can take them...





: There. That wasn't so bad.

:
You're not the one taking all the hits...
And there was much rejoicing. Again.

: Chest!

: MINE!


: ...nevermind. You can have it.


: BONEs!


: ...maybe we should go back to the inn again.


: Turt... I don't think I like being in front...


: EVERYONE RUN!




: You guys are so lucky you have me.

: Heal please?

: ...uhh. We may have a problem.

: ...


: Maybe we wont run into anything else?


: OH GOD, FOUR IMPS
gonk 




: I like how your one talent is running away.

:
b***h. 


: One more time.

: This time we'll get it for sure!



:
Ow. 

:
...goddamnit.
: Turt?

: TURT!?
gonk 
: b***h!
scream -END CHAPTER SIX-
DUN DUN DUUUUUNNN! Stay tuned for the exciting conclusion!