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"Hey! I'd like one too!"Drake said, eagerly.

I agree.

Drake heard Dak and so he put his arm out in front of him without looking backwards. "Don't....remind me.....of that day." Drake said, looking at a huge scratch and a couple of bruises going down his left and right leg, and then he looked in a nearby mirror and looked uneasily at the big bruise on his left cheek.

"Want me to beat you to a pulp, you big pile of scrap metal?"

Drake was now sitting down, staring at all the heroes in the hall. Didn't seem like many. Ever since the heroes picked for the dastan quests left, the hall was quiet....well, it was until the creepy dude had that heart attack, but when drake saved him, all went quiet again. He stood up and wondered around the hall.

Well done winners! I give a huge congrats to you. Good to see that 2 of the things I voted for made it as a winner.

"I'd like to know about the organization. Oh, and I didn't get the lecture. Actually, I'm sure I did, but I probably wasn't listening."

Drake clearly heard what everyone was saying. "Look, I was pretty good at fighting then. They thought that they should hire me so if some thief tried to get in, I would beat them until I saw some blood. Unfortunately, I was guarding the castle one day, when a goblin disguised as the king came riding on a horse. He asked to come in and I let him in, thinking he was the king. Unfortunately, I found out he was a goblin, and destruction followed. The disguised goblin revealed that he was the king, but he was the king of goblins. So, there I was, angry. I was angry because that idiot made me fail my duty. I ran after the goblin, hoping to kill him, when suddenly the king appeared. The goblin king stabbed the king and got his army to wipe out the other people in the castle....and the castle itself. Nobody made it out alive...except me." Drake said, sadly.

Congrats to all the winners! Your creations are awesome! Anyway, may I point out that number 13 isn't a digital render? I mean, if it was, it would be easy to tell.

"No, it's been collapsed for 2 decades. I worked there before it collapsed....I made it collapse." Drake corrected.

The only word to describe this:Epic. Seriously. It is epic. I can imagine it as a real set. I especially like the use of hero factory 1.0 feet as boots and the yellow(Is it?) and red combo on the torso. I also love the background. Nice work! Now I think he's the best mocist...

Who ya gonna call? GHOSTBUSTERS! Anyway, nice job!

Best moment of my life.

Drake walked into the library, hoping Byblos would have books on the history of heroica hall. "Nice to see you again Byblos. Have you got any books on the history of heroica hall by any chance?" Drake enquired.

"Waldurk region.....I once went there. I was going there because I was going to draida bay....but a creepy dark druid slowed me down. I eventually got him out of the way for a couple of hours, and when I got to draida bay I had more trouble with the goblins that had taken the place over! Oh....I've gone into my background. Only thing you need to know is at one point in my life I worked as a guard at castle fortaan."

Agreed.

Drake walked away from the rogue, feeling happy that he helped. He didn't really need to get that water, but if everything failed, he could have given him the water and let him die. Good thing the blast from the topaz came.....but it did come a bit late and it was silly for the person to shoot electricity right at the poor fellow when water was dripping down his sides. But he was just happy to help. He just didn't want anybody else to die in the world.....except goblins. He really hated goblins. Then he walked up to the rogue and said "Mind telling me a bit about yourself?".

Lightning jokes....I've been waiting to do it and this seemed like the perfect moment for it.

Drake looked over to someone firing a bolt of lightning. "This situation is shocking, isn't it?" Drake laughed.

Drake looked worriedly at the rogue and said "I think I know what to do...." before running over to scheherazade. "Gimme some water, a hero is dying over there!" Drake demanded quickly. Drake ran back with a glass of water and poured a bit over the rogue. Drake then gave the glass of water to the rogue and said "Here, try and drink this. I will get medical help.".

If you say it in the right voice. Deep.

Drake chugged down more rum and left the saloon, looking a bit drunk because he was drunk. "Get outta mah way!" Drake said to no-one in particular. He stumbled into some hero and landed on a dusty chair, dust flying everywhere as he sat on a cushion next to somebody else. "Get off mah magic carpet you chicken headed clown!" Drake said, grasping his cushion. Then he fell asleep quickly and he dreamt of a wonderful land of rum and marshmallows and he was flying through the land on a magic carpet when suddenly an army of goblins appeared, and so did a nuke. Drake set off the nuke and in a bang everything went white. He woke up. He looked around and saw a blur, before rubbing his eyes and everything went back to normal. "How long was I sleeping for?" Drake asked the hero next to him, who was breathing quite heavily....who was....not in a perfect condition. He wondered what was wrong with him, and he wondered why he was sitting on a bench instead of a cushion.

You said it, stormer. Anyway, nice drawings! I never draw pictures better than those! You have earned my stamp of epicness.

Yep. It's a good thing I calmed the women down to level 4 before she could nuke anyone!

Drake was sitting down in the saloon, enjoying a bottle of rum, which was most peoples choice of drink. He hung his head low, depressed....like he always was. He again reflected upon his past, and his eyes started to well up with tears as he remembered his parents....he had been alone since then. He walked over to scheherazade and asked for some more rum. He was given another bottle, and he sat down, wishing for some company.