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/~* A Scroll Tale™ *~\ Choose Your Own Page 58 I took my army of 10001 MAYO WARRIORS to the escalator and made my way back to the surface world. I commanded my army to track down Brian and destroy him. Slowly but surely we made our way to Venice where Brian sat ignorantly upon his "throne" (his throne was actually a large piece of decaying meat molded into the shape of a poorly constructed armchair.) First I had my army destroy and digest the gigantic helicoptor that I was previously a prisoner on yesterday evening. Then my army and I bursted into Brian's palace to find that it had completely vacated except for Brian... wait, there were two of them! The two Brian's were slapping each other like girls and fighting over who got to sit on the meaty throne. Nearly 20 minutes after I arrived, and after my entire army had entered the palace, the two Brians finally took notice of me and stopped their bickering. Both the Brians emitted an audible gulp sound as they realized their new predicamant. However, the Brian on the left regained his composure and started to walk towards me. "Well, we were expecting company, but not the likes of you, scum!" I smirked as my army took step forward which caused Brian to back away feebly and fall to the ground and start crying. The other Brian came over to comfort him. I summoned one of my small forces hither to give them a command to attack.
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