The story was originally posted under dolls, but they were sloppily written and full of grammar mistakes. This is a revised and improved version, the story line remain the same, just improved the writing, hopefully. So grab a popcorn, sit back and enjoy!
The Nameless Queen of the Nameless Hell has snatched, not only Lady Ali's, but also every last key all around Dolldivine! After the evil Queen took all keys, the Dolldivine Queendom fell into chaos! So Queen Ola summoned Ladies all around Dolldivine for an emergency meeting. Usually a meeting like this would be held in the Grand Crystal Hall. Well, since all the keys were taken, we just talk through the situation around campfire in our 100% nature friendly, pollution-free camps. Actually half of the meeting was spent in debating who would win the next doll tournament and the other half in toasting marshmallows and eating s'mores. Well, not until the end of the meeting do we remember what we were summoned for, thanks to Lady Ali's reminder, and the Lost Lady has just arrived (she's late, again, because she's lost). So Queen Ola tosses her coin of destiny, five “lucky kids” get picked.
The Lost Lady of the ever-confusing forest, Lady Bluesmooth, BBchan, Captain of the Guard of the Peacock castle, Snowy the Icy One and well, me. "So be it, five companions, you shall be the fellowship of the KEY!" Queen Ola bestows her blessing, "The destiny of the Dolldivine Queendom lies on your shoulders. You shall venture deep into the perilous land of the Nameless Hell and brave each danger. Your quest stands on the edge of a knife...blablabla...May the blessing of our beloved Dolldivine go with you. Shooo, off you go! Kick some asses and get back our KEYS!!!!" Ok....
So the five of us set out ere break of day. Now let me introduce the fellowship member first. As you can see, this is the Lost Lady, an elven Lady from the ever-confusing forest, believe me, it's really ever-confusing. The Lost Lady been called the Lost Lady is because she's always lost (ok, are you lost?), otherwise what do you think the ever-confusing forest is for? She's a skilled archer nonetheless, and a key copier, wait...key copier? She volunteered carrying all the maps, compass staff and that makes her...well, our guide. "Errrr…..which way is the Nameless Hell? I think I'm lost..." Right, I can still see the Crystal Castle behind, and WHY ARE YOU STILL CARRYING A TOASTED MARSHMALLOW? Am I the only one gets this strange feeling that we are being followed by some cute, weird, angry marshmallows?
Last time, I said we were followed by some marshes…They were not only cute, juicy, weird, angry marshes, but man-eating marshes! So after a narrow escape from those cutie monsters (really, they nearly toasted us!), surprisingly we find our way (thanks to the marshies)! Here we are at the enchanted wood of the dryads. This breath-taking wonderland lies east to the castle of Lady Eatha, Lady of the Mountains, but we only need to get through the wood this time. Believing it is safe for now inside the border, we decide to take a little lunch break. Seriously after all what we’ve been through from the monstrous marshes, I'm officially allergic to those little white cubes now! I seriously will jump whenever hear the word "marsh".
"MARSH!" I jump....So after they get me down from a tree, we see a little marsh jumping out of one of our bags. Little marsh:"neee, nff, nieeee!" I jump again. So after they get me down from the tree again, Lady Bluesmooth have a little talk with the white cube, since she's the only one speaks marshy. So Lady Bluesmooth of the Sapphire Citadel, the second member of the fellowship, is the Lady of the Sapphire Citadel. Curious that a lady like her choses the way of rangers and is extremely experienced about the wild, and hell knows how many kind of languages she speaks... she's also a locksmith. I was hella happy that someone knows how to open locks at first but later learnt that she’s been called locksmith because she locks every smith, and everything.
But one thing important, she's the only one holds the key to the great heirloom of the Sapphire Citadel, the blue tresor of damnation. You do know that Lady Ali's keys are being locked in the blue tresor of damnation, right? How come an heirloom of the Sapphire Citadel went to the Nameless Queen? Lady Bluesmooth refuses to answer this question, ok.... So back to where we were, Lady Bluesmooth learns from the little marsh that his/her/its name is Marshycalifragilisticexpialidelicious, Marshy for short, and he/she/it is not one of those man-eating marshmallows (we literally can finally breath after hearing that), just a lost marshling (baby marsh)from the Marshville. He/she/it means no harm to us, just hopes that we can take he/she/it back home. Ok, side quest accept.
"Have you finished with that white thingamajiggy?" Swell, we are surrounded by the dryads this time. "You may go no further, for you carry great evil." Come on, you mean a great evil marshling? Dryad:" I know it's a joke but try to be faithful to the original work, ok? Plus, I’ve waited so long to say my lines, can't you just let me finish!!!" Sorry....."I mean one of you carries something that may unleash a great evil!" Her sight falls on Lady Bluesmooth, "Have you ever heard of a Lord Bluedemort, a female lord once allied with the Nameless Queen." So what, Bluesmooth has an evil twin? Again, Bluesmooth refuses to answer the question....ok, why I sense something weird? "But your quest is unstoppable, you carry our hope and all free folks of Dolldivine shall not harass you. You will need this for your journey ahead." Magical seed of dryad accept. "Tonight, you shall rest, this border is well protected."
So that night we camped beneath the dryads’ trees, finally we were able to have our lunch (dinner) break, hand out the lunch boxes Blue! "They are locked" ok, the bags please, "They are also locked…”Then could your ladyship be kindly enough to open them for us please? ”We don't have the keys." @*&$%#* Staring at Marshy....
All right, all right, I know you’re all worrying about Marshy. But can somebody spend a tiny bit of worry on us! Seriously our foods were locked! Well relax, we are currently sunbathing, lying on beach chairs and enjoying nice cups of iced lemonade (are you gonna get our keys back or not! Sigh). So last time Blue locked all of our food, after seven days' trudging over the woods and hills and WITHOUT ANYTHING TO EAT! None of us could go any further.
We were walking at first, then crawling, then....rolling....then lying on the ground debating whether to toast Marshy or just eat him/her/it (am I not allergic to Marshy? What the Hell! Who cares about allergies when you're starving half dead!), until the first ray of daylight, puff! Rise and shine! It's time for breakfast! Do we have any breakfast? Err....anyway, "Here Marshy, come to big sis, we love you so much!" Seriously, you’ve got to be mad not to flee when being surrounded by starving psychos with watery mouths!
Marshy: shivering in the closing in shadows, jumped and run and....bumped into a stick. Mwehahaha...we got you...err...we noticed that the stick is actually a road sign which reads, "Peacock Castle, one mile ahead" Oh Dolldivine almighty, can you imagine how excited we were! Our eyes were brimming with tears, "Marshy, you are our lucky star! I hereby give you my words that I will never think about eating you again!" Marshy: recovered from the state of dizziness with mini marshies flying around his/her/its head, staring at us in doubt....
Anyway, we were like rolling and crawling for...well two miles with no signs of civilisation, until we realised that we were actually crawling towards the opposite direction (the lost halo enveloping). So we turned around and crawled for three miles, just before we were about to starve to death, the gate of Peacock Castle went in sight! Hallelujah, faint....
"Oh where am I?" I found myself lying on a soft, sweet, fragrant bed with soft, sweet, fragrant feather pillows after my consciousness came back to me. When was the last time I slept on a bed since this bloody journey began, seriously who came up with this bloody stupid @%$#*& fellowship idea? Oh, me, tittering...."You are in the Peacock Castle, house of the Peacock Lady Ali, the last homely house west of the wild!" BBchan, it’s you! "Welcome to the Peacock Castle." Lady Ali! Jumping out of bed trying to bow, and well, landed on the floor...with my face. "Arise, Lady Leaf, there's no need to bow with such courtesy." Lady Ali was amused....I wasn't bowing....
So dear readers you can relax now, we were rescued by Lady Ali, Ennnnn BBchan actually, she sent words to the castle for help after we had fainted. Lady Ali threw a party in the fellowship's honour that night, what was the party all about? I wasn't paying attention, I was busy eating! The crowd looked down upon me...what, I was starving! After the dinner, by the order of Lady Ali, BBchan showed us around the Peacock Castle.
So BBchan, the third member of the fellowship, is the captain of guard of Lady Ali, the protector of the Peacock Castle! (Why didn't she just lead us to the Castle at the first place? Are you asking me! Come on, do you think we haven't got enough of these unsolved mysteries! Blue hasn't answered any of the questions!)The finest warrior guards the threshold before the wild, consecutive champion of the doll tournament (you do know what the rest of us do right? Roasting marshies, eating s'mores... Marshy: Nff!!!! Not you Marshy...), and the commander of the famous Army of Kittens! Yes the legendary invincible, ever-victorious, super, awesome...whatever Army of Kittens of Lady Ali, renowned for its cutie array and strict military discipline....before they saw Marshy....The kitten army flooding over...Ooow, What! STOP! Aaaah, Ooooow, Ooooouch....struggling getting up on our feet...with bleeding noses, swollen faces and black eye....dusting off all the paw prints....I guess the kittens are also allergic to Marshy....So this tour prolonged our stay in the Peacock Castle, tittering again....
How time flies, but for our unstoppable mission, the fellowship must restart its journey (You said enough). Lady Ali was planning escorting us with a troop of her cat army at first. Considering the way the kittens staring at Marshy, we excused ourselves from her generosity. At dawn, we bid our Lady farewell, at dusk we reached the peak of Aegas Thor, the peak of soaring eagle. The second highest mountain of Dolldivine overlooks the vast wild, the Crystal Castle of Dolldivine and the Obsidian Tower of Nameless Hell can be seen standing opposite to each other in the distance.
The castle reigns the west seas while the tower eyes the east wold. Deep in the Imrathalph, the Valley of Swan, shimmers the Emerald and Amethyst of the Peacock Castle. Gilduin, the river of stars flows gently across the plain of twilight, the dusk twinkles on the vast waters. Such magnificent view except, how the hell did that cat with glitter eyes that focusing on Marshy get here! And BB, can you please stop cutting keys; I know you're a key cutter but THOSE ARE THE KEYS TO OUR LUNCHBOXES!
Leaving the Peacock Castle, the last homely house, we have officially entered the wild. Yes, you are right, wild. Desolated plain, muddy swamp, dangerous beasts and annoying insects...Lost, you sure this is the way to the Nameless Hell? Anyway, thanks to Lady Ali, we survive much longer this time in the wild, seven days, yahoo! We've been clothed with super magical intelligence nano-tech cloaks, which adjust colour and temperature according to the environment. Seriously can you imagine how cold it is at night in the wild? And mostly important, FOOD! Thanks to Lady Ali again, we’ve got sufficient food supply! Marshy's quite happy now cause we never show any sign of considering him/her/it as a reserved food supply, and blue is no longer in charge of the food, she's now carrying maps. Gosh, finally things are getting back on track.
We are now equipped with new fancy weapons, check out this awesome staff with GPS, oh you can't see. What, no signal again? Click, click, bam, bam, bam...oh, well I wasn't baming my new fancy staff. As we ventured deeper into the wild, it got colder and colder, brrr...soon we realise that it begins to snow, well, ice cream. Hey I saw that strawberry sundae first! No, not that caramel milkshake! Drop the vanilla double scoop! Hold it, that banana split is MINE! Marshy shakes head and signs while we fighting for ice creams. Marshy: nfff, nnnnn, neeee, nanana....(translate: these people never saw a single ice cream in their lives). Since the ice cream snow shows no sign of subsiding, we manage to find a cave shelter before we get buried into an ice cream storm.
Gathering around the warm camp fire, what we used to start fire? Voila, supper combustible non-fat-free chocolate stone which we picked up alongside the road. So wrapping in comfortable cloaks, eating strawberry sundae, caramel milkshake, vanilla double scoop and.........Banana Split! Yes, I finally get it! Marshy volunteers to stand guard for us, he/she/it is allergic to camp fire, you know what I mean.... (toasting marshies, s'mores...yeah) we study the map closely, finding that we have passed the border of the ancient Candy Realm. The Mallow Kingdom, once the crown jewel of the Candy Realm, was destroyed during the great war of '13. Marshy's home Marshville was founded by the survivors of the Mallow Kingdom, they fled into juice lake, thus surviving the great fire that burnt down the entire Candy Realm. Yes, that's where we are heading. We approach the Nameless Hell via Marshville, take Marshy back home, cross the juice lake and enter the Nameless Hell via the icy side of the Glacano (the half glacial half volcano landscape of Nameless Hell).
All of the sudden, strange howling cuts through the fierce wind, silent our debating. Marshy shivers even begin to approach the camp fire. Several green dots light up through the fluttering snowflakes. Nameless terror pushes into the cave, blurry outline becomes solid figures. Golden crispy skin, sweet creamy mayonnaise and hot gravy smell, Corn dogs! Hot, delicious, freshly served...I mean crispy, juicy, gravy...you know what I mean...corn dogs. These ruthless beasts are the Nameless Queen's servants. The queen must have known our whereabouts!
We have been blocked in the cave, the corn dogs are closing in, these beasts are capable of shooting corrosive mayonnaise and they are 100% fire-proof! Seriously, you expect the deep fried corn dogs to be afraid of fire? Well on the contrary, if you think closely enough, they must be not fond of the coldness, and are attracted to tomato sauce (don't ask why, I don't know either, Marshy loves tomato sauce, too, weird). All right Marshy, hand out that bottle, you almost drained the Peacock Castle of its tomato sauce storage, that's our last bit! Ok ladies, here's plan, we stir up the fire, smash the tomato sauce, draw the corn dogs into the cave then seal the opening with ice...cream. Ready? Go! Blue, Lost and BB stand guard, Snowy tosses the remaining chocolate rocks into fire, and I smash the sauce bottle.
As was expected, the corn dogs flood into the cave. Run ladies! It seems that the corn dogs show more interests in the tomato sauce than in us. Not now Marshy! I grab Marshy and rush out. Ladies, snowballs ready? Attack! Vanilla storm double kill, banana wave quadra kill, caramel vortex penta kill! This is the most epic snow ball fight ever! Errr, what is that crackle sound? Snowy dashed out of the cave with a bag...of sausage. What the...? She stole the sausages from the corn dogs, which makes them, corns…popcorns... technically.
Well this is no decent place to stay, let's better RUN!
So we trudge in snow towards northeast, luckily the ice cream storm subsided on the way, and have stopped completely when we reaches the cotton canyon, entrance to the Marshville. As we just set our feet in the canyon, wait a minute, not again! We are surrounded by Marshmallows, there is no escape, repeat, there's no escape! Blue: "Come down from the tree, Leaf..." Errr, there's no tree around in the canyon, how the hell did I get on a tree?