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The Great Doctator ACT FOUR: Dr. Doc
Finally! After thousands of requests by the international audience of the Drama Success, "The Great Doctator", act four is on stage!
Please arrange an early booking, as tickets won't be available in the People's Theatre of Avamar, where the opening will take place.
UPDATE: All performances of the Theatrical Play for the next month are SOLD OUT!
NOTE: Doc-umentaries C.C kindly thanks Lady Julia of Avamar for her vital contribution in the script.
-"MWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!Snort*" the Vornamen-anthropoid-thing howled
-"What did you say?" Julia asked with her eyes wide open in astonishment
-"MWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!Snort, snort GRRRRAAAWWWWWLLL. MMMWWWUUAHHHH. Snort,snort,snort" It added
-"Oh I see. So you are a moron, aren't you?" Julia nodded
-"MWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!Snort, snort, snort! MWUAHAHAHA MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! MWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Snort. GWWWRAALLL" the creature protested!
-"Hmmm. I have traveled a lot, although I admit only in civilized lands, but I have never never met such an extreme case. It looks like this thing has no brain!" The Amazon Princess noted, really worried. Eventually a wide smile of satisfaction and self-esteem appears at her full lips
-"Don’t tell me! I know! You are one of Doccy’s recent experiments on lobotomy! Mother Earth! He has really developed his technique!"
-"Snoooort. Snoooort. MWUAAAAHAHAHAHMWAAA" The lobotomized former-elf sadly admitted
-"Milady, Julia. Let’s leave this place! It is creepy and scares me to death. It is like living in a nightmare, like a horror show" Julia’s henchwoman requested, noticing dozens of similar poor creatures crawling at the battlefield, suspiciously approaching the dead bodies and snorting them
-"Yes we are leaving. In a moment. I have to sent a brief note to Dr.Doccy first" Julia takes out a pen and writes a note. Then she carefully folds it and wraps it around an arrow.
-"Come on Snorty! Come on! Look what I’ve got for you!" Julia shouts to the brainless creature, showing him temptingly a piece of raw meat she holds with one hand. Her other hand at the trigger of an Amazon crossbow
The Thing comes running on all his four feet towards the juicy bait, a small stream of saliva filling up its mouth and creating a small slimy stream that shines under the bright sun of Tabost. When he approaches at point-blank, Julia throws the meat away, making the creature turn its back to her in order to catch it
The single bolt, aimed carefully and fired from the crossbow found its target easily. Snorty left the battlefield howling with an arrow coming out of his butt
-"Excellent! It will surely go to its master now, to get some attention and treatment, maybe even beg for some stroking. My message will be delivered safely!" The Amazon Princess said, satisfied by herself
-"Women! Pack your stuff up! We are moving, leaving this place of terror and death. Let’s go back to our fairylands, where flowers still grow and humanity still survives. To Avamar!"
*Later
Sir Doc sits at his office reading the note. Curled on his feet, Snorty leaks his master’s hand, begging for some more stroking
-"I said stop it! You fool! You are wetting my hands and I can’t read the note! And stop doing this funny noise with your nose, it is very disturbing I assure you. And stop crying! You are wetting my new silken trousers."
The poor creature! "Nobody loves me" it thought –not without difficulty of course- but what it actually said was
-"MWWWWAHAHAHA!Snort snort snort! MWAAAHAHAHA. GRRRAAAWL. Snort!" and it left his master’s campaign tent.
Mighty Doc, sat on his golden chair again and read the message anew
"What’s up Doccy?
I see you are wondering about when your army will fight against Women and Children. I can understand that you are eager to rape our beautiful girls without pointy-ears and enslave our children. Or I should say the opposite? Anyway, the point is that you still forget.
You forget that unlike in the bandit lands you were raised, women in Avamar (and Oligarch as far as I know) are fighting against you since the first day of independence. You see, in our Realms, women are equal to men. Equal. All right, I will be honest with you. Not exactly equal but almost. They are slightly better but only a bit, so you can consider them equal.
Now about the children, you are already fighting against them. Kids that left alone after slaughtering their families. They were raised with Love (I know that this word in your perverted elfish language is unknown but I cannot explain you briefly its meaning here) in Avamar and now they are here, seeking justice. You will also meet our children tomorrow, those that are now trained back in our City. These children are tomorrow’s hope. They are the future of the continent. The Avengers that will destroy your twisted bandit empire that lacks even the most basic of an organized society. These Children Doccy, will be your Doom
*the note continues
"You see, as long as you extend the occupation of our regions, as long as you are following your violent primal aggressive instincts, leading your enslaved bandits in an endless war, attacking whatever it moves without having pointy ears, we must be prepared. We must defend and reclaim our stolen land. We must protect our property, our families, our men, our children. We must protect the ideals and true virtues of the civilized humanity.
Best regards to you and your favorite pets,
Dame of Sacrifice,
Lady Julia, the Amazon Princess
Postscriptum: Really Doccy, how is Evyl-and-pointy-ears? Sent him my deepest sympathy for his exile and tell him that our dungeons are prepared, still waiting for his execution. So whenever he feels ready, he can pass by Avamar. Whenever! We’ll be there, do not worry!"
Sir Doc hits the table with an iron fist of an uncontrolled anger
-"Auch!" he said and kissed his fingers to send away the pain
-"I curse you all Avamarians! I will never stop destroying everything that stands between me and you, until the legitimate government of West Sirion and the United States of Sirion are restored and..."
...blah, blah, blah
Julia smiled as she felt that her plan worked well. Doc will be occupied for the following days, cursing Avamar, planning tactics to kill all people there and distributing positions in the council to his pets. The free world will have plenty of time to recruit and stop the elfs plague that spreads in the world
