PART 10: The Return of the Imperor
[Enter Four Gray Imps in a forest, spying on the Forest Imps]
GIMP1: Look at those insolent imps, they cannot even speak in the common tongue, even Wolves can speak common.
GIMP2: Isn�t it pathetic, all those imps can say is, �NYYYYEEEEEEEGHHHHEEEEEEEY!!!!�
GIMP4: Did you three hear, their king was killed yesterday.
GIMP3: You don�t say? How did that happen?
GIMP4: Well, I heard he was killed by Garland.
GIMP2: No way! That weak mortal killed True Omega!? It had to have been some sort of fluke.
GIMP4: That is what I heard.
GIMP1: I heard a different story. I was told that is was that princess Garland kidnapped that killed him.
GIMP3: That is even more unrealistic. Come on, some chick can�t kill him, we�ve been trying for years now.
GIMP4: So you�re saying that Garland did it?
GIMP3: No, not at all. You�ve got me all wrong. Personally I think it was one of his fellow kinsman who killed him so they could gain power.
GIMP2: You mean one of those Forest Imps committed treason?
GIMP3: Precisely. They may look all stupid and innocent, but really it is all a part of their scheme to bring down our mighty stronghold when we least expect it to happen, when there is chaos and disorder amongst them.
GIMP2: That is the most foolish thing I have ever heard! Some evil scheme of the Forest Imps, ha!
GIMP3: I�m telling you, that is exactly what is happening. Believe it or not, it is up to you, but don�t go around saying I didn�t warn you!
GIMP4: Chill out, don�t get all indignant on us now. Come on, just look at those stupid imps over there.
[The four look over to see a large group of Forest Imps seated around a campfire singing �Home on the Range� in their repulsive language]
GIMP1: [Shudders] That has to be the most hideous singing I have ever heard. Those Forest Imps can�t carry a tune, much less devise a elaborate plot to destroy us.
GIMP2: Besides, their king, True Omega, is dead. The Impire has no ruler. It will fall without a leader, and then we, the Gray Imps, will rule the forests again!
[Enter True Omega behind the Gray Imps, unnoticed]
GIMP3: I guess you guys are right. They were weak when that fool True Omega was their leader. Now, without him, they are helpless.
OMEGA: But then why are they singing and celebrating?
GIMP4: It�s simple, Ghrek, it is because they are trying to enjoy their final days as the dominant imp clan.
GIMP2: I didn�t say anything, Ekron.
GIMP4: Oh, well then who did?
OMEGA: Look behind you, espionage losers.
[The four see True Omega and quiver in fear]
GIMP1: But you are...it can�t be...he�s...
OMEGA: Dead?
GIMP1: Yes.
OMEGA: You ever seen a dead imp walking?
GIMP1: N...no...nope.
OMEGA: Then I�m not very dead, now am I?
GIMP4: B...bu...but you...
OMEGA: I feigned my death to throw you Gray Imps off and destroy you when you least expect it.
GIMP3: I told you! I told you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, not a chance. They�re just Forest Imps, you said. They can�t think of something elaborate, you said. It�s always the same, I try and tell you, but...
OMEGA: Shut up already, you long-winded loser.
GIMP2: Why are you so mean?
OMEGA: Because you are Gray Imps, the rival clan to us Forest Imps. You all think that you are so big and bad with your 16 hit points, but look who�s whining like a Wolf now?
GIMP1: We have done no harm to you. If you just let us go, we�ll...
OMEGA: Rally the other Gray Imps to to crush our army? I think not, you insubordinate tree-hating wimps.
GIMP4: We won�t say a word, honest.
OMEGA: Lies! All lies!
GIMP4: We�d never...
OMEGA: Wow, here are four Gray Imps who frequent De Nile.
GIMP3: Do you use that on everybody?
OMEGA: No.
GIMP2: Liar!
OMEGA: Umm...err...NYYYYEEEEEEEGHHHHEEEEEEEY!!!! [The Gray Imps quiver in fear]
GIMP1: Ack! Please don�t hurt us, mister Imperor sir.
OMEGA: Hurt you? The thought never even crossed my mind. But ow that you mention it...a little suffering is in order.
GIMP4: Please, not that. No pain. It hurts too much.
OMEGA: But you must be punished, it is only fair.
GIMP2: Well, what are you going to do? Torture?
OMEGA: Yes.
GIMP3: Physical Torture?
OMEGA: No, something much less tolerable than that. You shall be confined in the deepest, darkest dungeon, locked away with the most annoying of creatures to ever live...
GIMP1: You wouldn�t...
GIMP4: It can�t be...
GIMP3: That would be too harsh...
GIMP2: Not...HIM!?
OMEGA: Yes, you will be locked away forever with...Viviuprise!
GIMP3: Dear god, help us!
GIMP1: This is inhumane!
OMEGA: Would you like some cheese with all that whine? Now you will be locked away with him for all eternity.
GIMP1: We�ll never forget this!
OMEGA: After an eternity of being with him you will. Oh yes, you will!
[Exeunt]