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All the characters are in a bar, awaiting the release of Brisngr, and the start of a new adventure. There are the usual discussions of how screwed up Paolini seems to be by messing up the usual norm.
Eragon: *depressed* Man... This whole adventure sucks.... Arya: Why? You're the heroic underdog Dragon Rider! You should be happy. Eragon: Really? Shall I run down my whole life for you? I've never known my parents, one of which happens to be a long-dead, border-psychotic, cold-hearted bastard, my uncle was slaughtered and my home villiage destroyed, my cousin hates me, weird things happen to me, my brother beat me down and stole my sword, and I can't land a girl for the life of me! Arya: Wow... Your life does suck. Galbatorix: Don't worry, I'll put you out of your misery kid. Somewhere in the fourth book. Eragon: Nah, haven't you forgotten the Law of the Protagonist? Galbatorix: Law of the who? Eragon: Protagonist. *chugs some ale* It states that no matter how powerful an enemy is, no matter how much experience the antagonist has, the young teenage hero will always come through at the end with a victory. Galbatorix: That's just stupid. Eragon: Hey don't blame me. Blame stereotypes, that's the only reason I'm still alive. Galbatorix: *grumbles and walks away* Eragon: Hey Arya, sorry I kinda hit on you during that celebration. I had no idea what I was doing. Arya: It's okay, everyone was practically drunk anyway. Eragon: Thanks Arya. *silence* Eragon: So does that mean you'll go out with me? Arya: What the hell Eragon!?!?! Stop hitting on me, compared to me you're a child! Why can't you get that through that thick skull of yours?! Eragon: *crying* You don't have to yell at me! *sobs* Why don't you love me?! I'm sooooo alone! Woe is me! *Arya stomps off to the other side of the bar while Eragon chugs beer and gets wasted* Roryan: Hey Eragon. You all right? Eragon: Yeah, I'm all right you two. Roryan: Oooookay... Uh... Is your dragon already wasted? *Both look over to Saphira who is drinking barrel after barrel of ale. She keeps hiccuping flames* Eragon: Yep. Roryan: But you only got here a few minutes ago. Aren't you going to stop her? Eragon: Nope. Saphira: I swear I don't have a problem!!! Thorns: Yes you do. Saphira: Oh yeah? Listen up shorty! You and I are gonna rumble! As soon as the room stops spinning. Chris Paolini: Good God what have I done?
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 Time is so precious. What will you do with it? The world was going down the tubes, they needed a scapegoat, they found me. Love, peace and CHICKEN GREASE!!! Don't be afraid to contact me for any reason! I don't bite! Often... or hard... usually... I am M.I.B. (Mucho Irresistible Boy)  Talwyn
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