>>18225307The beast in the sky roars again, he can't really talk so you don't expect him to say much, that's just how common sense rolls.
With that roar however, comes a downpour, it starts raining cats and dogs real hard now! Meow, meow, woof, woof, all that jazz!
Here's the weird part though. See, normally when a person much like our exuberant lead thinks of the mental images associated with rain, there's nothing but water in mind!
The thing is, and take a deep breath before the next part of this poorly-written script resonates with your eyes. Ready? Here we go.
The rain is not water, it's globs of hot chocolate.A villager that just happens to be extremely allergic to chocolate strolls out of the blue, he's a daring little fella, doing such a thing like that.
As part of your protocol as a polite prince type of fellow, you give the disposable chap a wave. In hindsight, it's more like a goodbye wave.
"Aaaaaaaaaaggggggggggh!!"
A drop of chocolate from the sky hits him and he melts on the spot.Our hero and Ali-Ali look at the mixed puddle of guts, blood, pus, loser tears, and chocolate, then look back up in the sky at the dragon and the chocolate storm. It's like an African-American apropos Politoed!
"PROTECT THE FLOOOOOOUUURRRR!" yells one citizen.
A) Maybe it would do our hero good if he talked to one of these flour-glorifying civilians.
B) It would be best if our charming young hero hid before the hot chocolate melts his face off.
C) Welp. This isn't good, send the protagonist to go consult his father!
