"MY FATHER SHOT A KANGAROO!!! HE GAVE ME THE GRIZZY PART TO CHEW...WASN'T THAT AN AWFULL THING TO DOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! TO CHEW THE GRIZZY PART...OF A KANGAROO!!!!!!!!!!!"

They cringe and cover their ears. Before they have time to cast a spell, or anything else along those lines, you bolt out a different song.

"When I get to FIDDLIN' I just take me RITALIN!!! Then I start more FIDDLIN' so I take more RITALIN!!!"

You hear faint traces of some poem or...something..."Darkness beyond twilight...crimson-"

But the red-headed girl gets no farther, for you feel the need to viciously poke her in the tummy. After that, she apparently felt the need to viciously punch you in the nose, whereupon you feel the need to practice an even more vicious backfist, followed by a double axe kick, uppercut elbow, and-

Then your arms are behind your back, which restricts most of your fight abilities. Not all, however. You begin to curse quite eloquently, and are matched quite nicely by your red-headed foe.

"LEMME GO!!!!! LEMME GO!!!!!" you scream, along with some other colorful words we won't mention. "I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!!!!!! Well, I mean, I didn't throw the first punch, you sodomites!!!!!!! SOD OFF AN' LEMME GO!!!!!!!!!! IT WAS SELF-DEFENSE!!!!!!!!!!"

"She does have a point," the girl in white comments. "Miss Lina -"

"IS A SODOMITE!!!!" You finish for her.

"-did strike first." You notice that you are being ignored. This angers you.

You hide your anger, however, and decide to play a trick on them.

You thrust your chin foreward, and say, "Please excuse me. In the surprise of waking up to the presence of strangers, I temporarily lost my self-control. You will, however, let me go, for I have the ear of the King, and can make your lives miserable if you do not."

They fall for it. They think that there is a King somewhere who will take your advice on things. What you have however, is a King's ear in your pocket. You cannot remember why it is there, but you have it, and you have decieved them. You smile as you are released.

"My thanks," you say. "I'll just be going..."

"Wait a second," the girl in white says. "Which King?"

Oh dear.

You decide to:

Point towards the heavens.

RLH (run like hell).

Say simply, "THE King," and walk away. Quickly.