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Olives Boligarky: Welcome General Kael. We
are pleased to have you here to speak with us today.
General Kael: Let’s make this quick. There is
plenty of destruction and terror planned for today.

OB: Well,
I’ll try to get through my questions as quickly as I can. Let’s
talk a bit about how you go into the military.
GK: I was an orphan always getting into
trouble. I saw that an evil army was recruiting to take over most
of the land, so I figured it would be my way to see the world, maybe
pay for college someday.

OB: But you
didn’t go to college did you?
GK: No. I became a career soldier. I was
strong and quick, excelled with the sword, and cunning in command.

OB:
Impressive.
GK: Yes, I rose through the ranks quickly and
now sit atop as general, second only to Queen Bavmorda herself.
OB: Wow.
What do you do for fun?
GK: What do you mean 'for fun?'

OB: Surely
you find time to get away once in a while. What do you do when
you’re not storming through villages are trying to prevent prophetic
babies from destroying your sorceress queen?
GK: The job never really stops. There are
always more to kill, more to torture, more to destroy…

OB: That is
very sad. I hope you find some sort of happiness at the end of the
day.
GK: Happiness? I never even think about
myself.

OB: Ok,
ok. You go on vacation, but can you answer my questions first?
GK: Sorry, go ahead… OH, you wanted to know
about the satisfaction of the job. Well, when I’m hunting down some
no good treacherous fool, I like to corner him in the woods.
Surround the area with wild dogs so he can’t escape. I approach
slowly, and menacingly. Usually, by the time I meet his gaze, he
has already soiled himself.

OB: Whoa,
intense.
GK: Yes, and then I approach closer. Draw my
blade, and end it in squish of sliced flesh.
OB: I think I might be sick.

GK:
Sometimes I like to lick the blade.
OB: Oh, this interview is over. Have fun in
Aruba, sicko.
GK: To Nockmar!
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