There's a city at the base of the volcano. Nyssa is the Governor, who inflicts ludicrous taxes and fees on the public from her mountain villa. When she finally raises taxes too high, our hero can't pay them so Nyssa has their cookware stolen to cover the remainder.
They go to get it back, kill a bunch of people, corner Nyssa on top of the Volcano, say the quote, kick her into the volcano, and say something about her being well-done.
There once was a prosperous village at the base of a volcano. Thanks to the ash, their land was fertile and their harvests large, which attracted many merchants and craftsmen.
However, with the death of their reasonable governor, the far-away king appointed a new governor, Lady Nyssa. Like a vice-grip clamping down on the population of the city, she quickly set about establishing her own authority, primarily by means of bleeding the citizens dry with taxes.
Dry, in all the worst ways. For miles around, lube -- expensive and unattainable! Bits and junk -- chafed! But there was nothing the people could do except try to satisfy the tyranny of Nyssa. Gradually, everything was going to her. Even the great chef Chesty leBust found that her ledgers were running red, despite her best efforts.
The day finally came when Chesty put her foot down and said, "You literally cannot get another copper out of me!" And with that, Nyssa's goons immediately kicked down the door to her kitchen and, glistening with sweat in their work and assless chaps, took away the precious kitchenware that had been passed down through generations of her family.
[never let Isabela write all she remembers is writing awful porn]
[YOU KNOW WHAT!! I'M NOT GONNA LOSE TO YOUR SMUTTY PIRATE ASS
SHE THOUGHT. DESPITE LOOKING INCREASINGLY LIKE SHE MIGHT IMPLODE SAYING THIS]
Chesty leBust couldn't take it anymore.
She took to the streets, searching for every citizen who was walking like their crotch was chafed. With an impassioned speech about the importance of lubrication, and copious promised of discounted drinks, she managed to raise an angry, chafed, sexually frustrated mob.
They stormed through the streets, the fury of their turgid loins overwhelming any of Nyssa's goons, the fools being left in the ground with their asses in the air. With no trouble at all, the angry mob penetrated the moist depths of Nyssa's mountain villa, sending a clear message to the tyrant that no matter how oppressive she was, she could never hope to match the power of lube.
"The flames of justice and passion will always prevail against frigid tyranny and chastity, Nyssa!" Chesty yelled, her enormous bosom heaving and glistening with the sweat of her coup.
Nyssa fled from her villa under the repeated calculated thrusts of the uprising against her forces, making her way to the peak of the volcano in desperation, where Chesty chased her alone! Nyssa begged and pleaded, offering money and status, but Chesty wouldn't hear any of it!
Kicking Nyssa into the Volcano, she listened with satisfaction, almost basking in the afterglow of her actions.
"I guess that's one dish I overcooked." she said to herself.
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Besides, Nyssa's goin' down, here and in the story.
[Look at that serious face.]
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So what kind of treasure figures into that?
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It even fits into the chef cooking her.
In the volcano.
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There's a city at the base of the volcano. Nyssa is the Governor, who inflicts ludicrous taxes and fees on the public from her mountain villa. When she finally raises taxes too high, our hero can't pay them so Nyssa has their cookware stolen to cover the remainder.
They go to get it back, kill a bunch of people, corner Nyssa on top of the Volcano, say the quote, kick her into the volcano, and say something about her being well-done.
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Maybe they say the quote when they confront Nyssa in her villa, then she flees up the volcano and they say the pun after kicking her into the volcano.
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A couple lines at a time?
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There once was a prosperous village at the base of a volcano. Thanks to the ash, their land was fertile and their harvests large, which attracted many merchants and craftsmen.
However, with the death of their reasonable governor, the far-away king appointed a new governor, Lady Nyssa. Like a vice-grip clamping down on the population of the city, she quickly set about establishing her own authority, primarily by means of bleeding the citizens dry with taxes.
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The day finally came when Chesty put her foot down and said, "You literally cannot get another copper out of me!" And with that, Nyssa's goons immediately kicked down the door to her kitchen and, glistening with sweat in their work and assless chaps, took away the precious kitchenware that had been passed down through generations of her family.
[never let Isabela write all she remembers is writing awful porn]
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My mirror is literally faded out right now.
I won't even go to the podmirrors I'll just vanish thanks.]
Give me a second.
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WE'RE GETTING YELLED AT SO THIS IS GETTING TURNED IN SRY SRY
[YOU KNOW WHAT!! I'M NOT GONNA LOSE TO YOUR SMUTTY PIRATE ASS
SHE THOUGHT. DESPITE LOOKING INCREASINGLY LIKE SHE MIGHT IMPLODE SAYING THIS]
Chesty leBust couldn't take it anymore.
She took to the streets, searching for every citizen who was walking like their crotch was chafed. With an impassioned speech about the importance of lubrication, and copious promised of discounted drinks, she managed to raise an angry, chafed, sexually frustrated mob.
They stormed through the streets, the fury of their turgid loins overwhelming any of Nyssa's goons, the fools being left in the ground with their asses in the air. With no trouble at all, the angry mob penetrated the moist depths of Nyssa's mountain villa, sending a clear message to the tyrant that no matter how oppressive she was, she could never hope to match the power of lube.
"The flames of justice and passion will always prevail against frigid tyranny and chastity, Nyssa!" Chesty yelled, her enormous bosom heaving and glistening with the sweat of her coup.
Nyssa fled from her villa under the repeated calculated thrusts of the uprising against her forces, making her way to the peak of the volcano in desperation, where Chesty chased her alone! Nyssa begged and pleaded, offering money and status, but Chesty wouldn't hear any of it!
Kicking Nyssa into the Volcano, she listened with satisfaction, almost basking in the afterglow of her actions.
"I guess that's one dish I overcooked." she said to herself.
THE END.