Yao's Tent

You begin to pull back the flap of the tent, but just as you start to peer inside, a short, stocky man comes charging across the field to yank the fabric from your hand. "What the heck do you think you're doing near my tent!!" He snarls at you. You back up, sputtering your explaination and staring at his curious black eye...which only makes the situation worse. "Whattaya lookin' at?!" He demands, his hands balling into fists.

All of a sudden (and to your great relief), a very large, round, bald man steps up behind the other and puts a hand lightly on his shoulder. "Yao," the larger starts, in an amazingly soft voice for his size, "must we chant again?" Yao, the smaller, turns reluctantly, mumbling something that sounds like, "No..." The other nods and smiles. "Good. Making friends is pleasant for the spirit," he reminds Yao as he walks off to an ajoining tent.

Grumbling some more, Yao turns to you, his head hanging. You lean down to catch his muttering words as he holds open the tent flap for you, "I guess you can look around...but if you touch anything--I'm gonna pound you!"

Scrapbook ~ These are images of my excellent physique. :::Yao strikes a pose, and looks suavely over for your reaction. You decide not to comment. You clamp your lips together and nod.::

Yao .Wavs ~ Click here to find the sound of my manly voice.

The Talent Behind Yao ~ Although I handle everything just fine by myself...I do have to give credit to these few people for creating me in the beginning.

You and Yao turn together as you hear the sound of the tent rustling. Peeking into the tent is a long-faced man, with a thin build, and pointed ears. He appears to be hiding something behind his back and he grins mischieviously. "Yao, I think I figured out what you meant by that crack you made at my tent." Yao grins in return, "Yeah, and what was that, beanpole?" The other shrugs, still grinning, "How should I know? All I know is, it wasn't good--and now I have to get you back for it!" Lunging in front of you, the taller man pulls the trout (trout??) he was hiding behind his back, and wields it against Yao. The two begin to struggle and you barely make it out of the tent. You try to remember what it was that made you want to join the army.

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