Stuck?
(C) GOOD BOY
48 IRON
(C) GALAXY 1995
Part one (and last).
Sit back and prepare to read this story. Many years
ago, when the land was inhabited by dwarves and elves, trolls
and dragons, witches good and evil wizards ... Stop! This
story, we 've heard - is about DIZZY.
In tridevyatom kingdom, tridesyatom country there lived ...
Stop! And the story we have heard - it's about ZANNY.
All-you know, everywhere you have visited, but a fairy tale
certainly never heard of a game and did not even see.
Chief hid under a big tree from heavy rain. Then
Whether what he has hair began to fall, whether on
that he had suddenly lost the use of his legs, he realized that
the rain is not a simple (and gold), and radioactive. After
waiting a day or two, until the rain ends, the Chief decided on
a desperate act. "What I do not bun" - he thought, rolling out
from under the tree on the glade. A couple of hours, he lay on
the lawn, waiting cease to feel dizzy and lost multicolored
circles to eyes. "Let's try to move the other way" - he
decided, and, crossing, pushed off from the land to its ...
(No that will not do. You understand that radiation is a
dangerous thing, but about effects I really silent)
Fully realizing what had happened, the Chief broke into
bitter tears, and somehow got on the old sofa, which was lying
on the meadow this since time immemorial. The main long tossing
from side to side, trying to sleep, but one survivor divan room
spring stubbornly continued to apply himself on purpose, trying
to prick the Chief. Finally, these shots really brought him out
of patience, and he mustered the courage broke a spring and is
already thinking which way to throw its light, like him in the
head came a very interesting little thought. Loud swearing,
Chief began to thrust himself into the spring ... (Well, then
you can guess where he had still stuck), and only when the
spring is securely was fixed, he decided on his first jump. "It
is not so bad "- he thought, leaping across the meadow, it now
remains only to find their friends and grenade chatterbox to
wash such a wonderful vehicle. He did not even guess what
adventure begins.
Well, like it? Then continue.
Fun in the sun shining bald head, the Chief jumps moved
across the field to vidnevshemusya distant castle, where in the
Attic one of the towers inhabited by his girlfriend grenade.
What was his surprise when he saw the closed gates of the
castle. First, he loud banging, then loudly shouted. But in
response he sounded just mooing cows. It was only then he
realized that the whole grass of the field faded and has a nice
eye pleasing a dirty red color. "I wonder how the cow managed
to live all the time" - he thought, going into the woods.
Soon he came upon a skeleton standing on a pedestal. Some
joker put a skeleton in his hand a scythe. "It's just what I
need - Chief and decided to jump tried to grab her hair. But no
such luck was. Skeleton turned out to be an animate being, gave
him a kick and a Good Chief, not expecting such a turn of
affairs, meekly flew towards the nearest tree, where well hit a
bunch of twigs and managed somehow to hold on to them. "What I
worse than whites "- he thought, bouncing on the branch, and
there also flew down. Quickly wondering, he managed to fly a
good knock on the skull animate being. From such a strike
skeleton crumbled and Chief Executive raised the scythe.
"This herb - the best grass" - he thought, standing at the
bottom of a deep ravine. Waving a scythe and almost cutting off
everything that hung out and mingled, Chief mow grass. His
efforts were not in vain - on the ground, he found a lost
someone key, and as seen previously hidden grass entrance to
the cave.
In a deep cave, he found the drawn cell, and the golden key
as time went up to the castle on a large chest, but to the
disappointment of the Chief, there was only a little whistle.
Reflecting on the strange discovery, he brought grass to the
cow, and She stupor of vitamins, abruptly jumped up and takeoff
bumped his head into the goal. Head was stronger than the gate
and Chief jumped into the courtyard of the castle.
The grenade was in place, but the main answer to the
greetings not even thought silently lying on the table. "So it
is no fuse "- came to the Chief and he went looking for him
through the other gates of the castle. Big spider on the road
did not become an obstacle for him a special thanks in advance
found dichlorvos.
Met with a tailor, chief dragged from his house wrench,
leaving him, he decided later to bring some garbage in a gift
tailor.
After crossing the ravine, he found a powerful bomb, which
could, in his opinion, be useful to him in the future. "No
wonder I stole key "- he thought, opening the air valve at the
bottom of the pool. Imagine his surprise when he saw on the
other side of the player kicking the ball instead of his friend
chatterbox. pumped the pump chamber, the Chief has successfully
traded the impromptu ball to his friend. But neskaza Article
surprised when I realized that the talker and did not think to
obey his commands and behaves like a hollow fool - muttering
jokes. "Hopefully, even with a grenade OK - thought Chief,
moving the fuse of the bomb Grenade.
The result was not very happy - just mindlessly jump grenade
in the attic, not paying attention to his cries. Remembering
movies about police, he pulled out his whistle and whistle.
Granata as a loyal dog ran up to him and jumped around. "That's
better" - he thought, blowing with it plate near the house of a
tailor.
The result of the search a small cave has a hefty
sledgehammer, which with great difficulty, Chief pulled the
light of day. Conscious of all that he could not cut a scythe,
Chief barely jumping lugging a sledgehammer to a greater and it
is unclear whose egg. "Nice will be fried eggs "- he decided,
and rapped on the egg. But to his dismay, the inside was the
most common needle, he dragged a gift to the tailor, he was
very glad her and gave the Chief his pipe.
Do not forget about the dangers of smoking, the Chief
thought that he should do the same with her and, suddenly
remembering the taming Grenades, went behind the Windbag,
gnawing on the way the whistle of the tube. Idea was a success,
as soon as the talker, and I heard a nasty foul whistle, he ran
for the main track. And most importantly, thinking about what
happened to his friends, holding their course to distant lands
in order to find answer to the question: what happened to his
country.
Yuri Vasin (GOOD BOY)
Tel.: 1877594
