Goonie
Jan 24, 2003, 07:20 PM
It was a cold december morning when Govenor Goonie of the Province of Montis abeo Gramen officialy became Govenor. It was just the way he wanted it to be. Snow dancing down from the sky in a hurried tango, white specs all over everybody's bodies, and most importantly, the fact he could not feel his fingers. It was all coming toghther...
Although he is now well known, things were not always as they are now. There once was a time when Goonie was a homeless man in Bavaria and had watched as Princes and Dukes pass him by on their way to the capital building. Most had kind words, but one did not.
It was a cold december morning when a homeless Goonie sat a mere three blocks from the capital building. It was a horrible day for any homeless man or women. Snow dancing down from the sky in a hurried tango, white specs all over everybody's bodies, and worst of all he could not feel his fingers. All of a sudden a Princes Caravan rolled by, splashing Goonie and his make-shift bed with cold, wet, dirty slush. And at the end of the Caravan came the Prince who looked down at Goonie with utter disgust and said ' Look at you. You are pathetic worhtless Fanatikan. Get a job and have shower.' Then without provocation, threw his burning hot tomato soup at Goonie. The soup landed on Goonies hands and burned him severly.
From that moment on, Goonie was positive he would get revenge. He would create a Northern Tiger that NO ONE would be able to stop, and he would bring down that princes territory and he wouldn't show that Prince any mercy.
It was a cold January morning when Goonie officially accepted the Nomintion for Govenorship of Rhineland...
'My day will come. No one can stop the Northern Tiger. No one...'
Although he is now well known, things were not always as they are now. There once was a time when Goonie was a homeless man in Bavaria and had watched as Princes and Dukes pass him by on their way to the capital building. Most had kind words, but one did not.
It was a cold december morning when a homeless Goonie sat a mere three blocks from the capital building. It was a horrible day for any homeless man or women. Snow dancing down from the sky in a hurried tango, white specs all over everybody's bodies, and worst of all he could not feel his fingers. All of a sudden a Princes Caravan rolled by, splashing Goonie and his make-shift bed with cold, wet, dirty slush. And at the end of the Caravan came the Prince who looked down at Goonie with utter disgust and said ' Look at you. You are pathetic worhtless Fanatikan. Get a job and have shower.' Then without provocation, threw his burning hot tomato soup at Goonie. The soup landed on Goonies hands and burned him severly.
From that moment on, Goonie was positive he would get revenge. He would create a Northern Tiger that NO ONE would be able to stop, and he would bring down that princes territory and he wouldn't show that Prince any mercy.
It was a cold January morning when Goonie officially accepted the Nomintion for Govenorship of Rhineland...
'My day will come. No one can stop the Northern Tiger. No one...'