Dominicus and the Ebony Stones 2: PREQUEL!

[Mongo the Destroyer]

OOC: As with the previous installments, you probably want to read the accompanying chapter in the RP section.  Also, this guest star has been approved!

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*We open on Lord Dominicus sitting across the table from XHF Legend(?) Obsidian. The two of them shove nachos into their mouths as they casually discuss things. This is an especially messy adventure for Dominicus due to the mask partly obscuring his mouth. Oddly enough, Obsidian seems to be equally spattered with cheese though.*

Obsidian: *Nom nom* So then there was this huge national trial, it went on forever.

LD: Oh yeah! I remember that!

Obsidian: How could you? You didn’t exist yet.

LD: *Crunch crunch* I mean…you know what? Sure, maybe I’m remember the other one doing it.

Obsidian: Yeah, basically the same thing happened to Curtis. Anyway, what are you doing again?

LD: I’m trying to become the greatest evil ever.

Obsidian: *Munch munch* Cool, have you tried wearing a blonde wig? The accessories make the man.

LD: Well I’ve got this metal glove and I’m trying to affix stones to it as power ups- but uh… you’re not going to fit.

Obsidian: Oh come on, I don’t eat that many nachos. I mean, my belly isn’t that big is it?

LD: I really don’t know why the tome master added your name to the list.

Obsidian: Hey! Did you know that I share my name with a rock?

LD: *Lip smack* Really?

Obsidian: Yeah, GQ told me one day, he told me, “Obsidian, your head is filled with rocks- maybe obsidian stones like your name!”

*There’s a pause, LD reaches into his pocket and produces a crudely written list. Looks at the list. Looks at Obsidian the wrestler. Looks at the list.*

LD: Huh, that suddenly makes a lot more sense…

Obsidian: Huh?

LD: Nothing, do continue with your stories of violence. These nachos are delicious by the way.

Obsidian: *Om nom* Don’t you have a match to prepare for or something?

LD: I do, I am in the middle of a GRUELING TOURNAMENT in which I am doing….fine? Better than my opponent this week anyway. I would like to be having a stronger presence but I was able to put away one of my opponents and still somehow score more points that anyone else in my bracket.

Obsidian: Neat, so your prospects are good?

LD: Considering I’m facing some worthless interloper who is too busy getting the red carpet treatment to actually put work into winning, yes! After that I’ll have to scuffle with whatever scrub the other side of the bracket produces. I’m sure there’s nobody there who’s dominating or anything- I haven’t really paid attention.

Obsidian: And you’re taking time out of your busy schedule to meet with me?

LD: Well originally I was going to put you on my metal glove but now the day is a wash and I’m enjoying the peace and quiet. Do continue prattling on about whatever inane things go on in your head.

Obsidian: So anyway, me and GQ were with Chris and…..

*We fade out to the duo discussing and eating delicious nachos*