Behold the glory of the new chapter!
I'm starting to overdo it.No, really?
Alright, in this chapter, the gang rests at the Fields of Fum. And this is Star's character chapter! And she meets someone who she hasn't seen for years. Oh boy.
Note: This is sort of a strange chapter, as it connects things in the game that were never revealed, and also has things that never actually happened in the game (for example- the "apple thief" is revealed, even though it was never found out in the game).It was the author, in the fanfiction room, with a bazooka.
Well…uh…other than that I mean, I haven't got much.We're onto him.
This is a long chapter.FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
And one more thing: COW RACES ...This is your new favorite chapter. No debates.
Okay, I'll start the chapter.Okay, I'll feign interest.
Star's face was lit with a radiant smile. "It's so lovely," she said. Sam, who stood next to her, agreed.Derp
The Fields of Fum were grassy and plain, not complex like Alfitaria, mysterious like Shella, or bustling like Marr's Pass. The place was almost as calm as Tipa, if not calmer. Farmer's went about their work leisurely, and kids ran around happily.The kids ran around happily, pillaging with happy faces. It was purty.
Nieta looked around appreciatively. Garrett just huffed quietly. He wasn't one for small places. He preferred life on the road over anything.But nothing beats life in a dungeon, bound into torture with chains, whips, and Justin Bieber.
Creston seemed very relaxed, and calmer than he had been in a while.Shh - don't tell him that Selstun is right behind him - in a clown outfit.
Ray and Mika were also looking around, their sharp eyes picking out the best places for a little "borrowing".Where's the local Wal-Mart?
"I'll just go get supplies," muttered Garrett, trying to find something to do. He wasn't interested in crops and cows.The hell is wrong with him?
Lia walked after him.Stockholm syndrome, has Lia
"Mind if I join you?" she asked. Garrett just shrugged.Lia: HE JUST DOESN'T EVEN CARE ABOUT ME BWWAAA I GOT NO FRIENDS
"Wonder why she's going with him?" asked Mika thoughtfully.PPFFFFFFF THOUGHTFULLY OH AUTHOR YOU'RE TOO MUCH
"Little sprout head and Lia never really that buddy-buddy."Well, you missed the chapters where Lia was tortured by the king of all evil, Justin Bieber and his quirky kinky servant - Garrett.
You say that never happened?
You must be crazy.
Nieta suddenly blushed, and started to walk away, but Mika caught her.
"Oh…wait a minute…you put her up to it, didn't you?" asked Mika, grinning.DERP
Nieta looked away.
"Aw, that's so sweet," said Star. "So romantic…"...
"I know!" said Ray, in a false gushy tone.Thank you Ray.
Mika was going to hit him, but Star beat her to it, smacking him upside the head.Mika was proud - Star was surpassing her in bitch powers already.
"Don't mock love!" Star scolded.The Power of Love, Friendship, and Bitchiness must never be underestimated.
Ray gave her a reproachful look. "It's one of the most powerful things in the world."PFFFFF
"So is the stench of a dead orc, but I'm allowed to make comments on that," growled Ray under his breath.Wut
"Anyways, I'm gonna go loiter around…get yelled at for something…"take over the world - maybe
Ray marched off.His high step was pathetic.
Mika sighed, going after him, muttering something about "making sure he didn't get arrested."OMG FUTURE TENSE WHEN PRESENT TENSE SHOULD BE USED RAWR
Creston had already left, but Sam was around. Star grabbed him by the arm....female shopping frenzy time?
"Come on, let's go!" she shouted, dragging a laughing Sam behind her.He was laughing - why?
Ray wiped a tear from is eye. "I have found heaven at last," he whispered dramatically.YES RAY IS DEAD I LOVE YOU AUTHOR
Mika smacked her forehead.Do it again - this time with a hammer.
The two Selkies were standing in a large grove of striped apple trees. Ray was beside himself with glee. Mika wondered if striped apples were Ray's equivalent of alcohol.I've already adressed this. Selkies are to striped apples as crackheads are to crack.
Ray stood up, grinning, and reached out to take one.One dozen million, the author meant.
"Stop, thief!"Ray: Yes?
Mika: Smooth, Ray.
Ray and Mika whirled around to see a little girl running towards them, a young boy of around the same age trailing right after her.He was wearing a hat with “totally not an apple thief” on it, and he was eating twenty apples all at the same time.
Ray smiled kindly. "Hey there, little girl. What's going on-"Ray the Pedo has some candy in his pocket-
"Take this, thief!" shouted the girl, swinging her leg up. Just like many times before, Ray let out a short cry, and dropped to his knees.I approve
Mika raised an eyebrow.As does Mika.
"Does everything gravitate toward your crotch or something?" she asked, as some adults ran over.Well, Ray is denser than a black hole, so probably.
"Oh, so it was a big misunderstanding," said a young woman. Mika nodded. Apparently, there had been an apple thief living in the Fields of Fum, and all the children and adults were trying to capture him.The kid wearing the hat and eating twenty apples was not a suspect.
Ray had been mistaken as the thief, and suffered the consequences, much to his displeasure.Garrett wouldn't mind.
"Yeah, he was just looking," lied Mika. It wouldn't be smart to tell them we was going to swipe an apple…or 50.Ahem - one dozen million - get it right author.
"Apologize at once!" yelled the mother.The hell is wrong with this mother? People should learn to treat assholes properly!
"We're sorry," said the two children simultaneously.Just another brick in the wall
"It's okay," assured Ray in a somewhat high voice.
The two kids ran off. Their mother followed them.She really was a desperate housewife.
Mika kicked Ray softly. "Come on, up and at 'em. Let's go look at some other stuff."I saw some porn back there-
"Darn it…I wish I had more money," said Star, looking crestfallen. She and Sam had found a cow salesman who was offering to sell them a cow for 500g.She did not feel like saying g 500 hundred times.
But Star had already gone shopping a few times, and now she couldn't afford it. She was sad and a bit aggravated with herself- she should've been more wise with her money, and be able to buy a nice gift for her family.
Sam looked over at her, seeing her downcast expression. He pulled out his wallet.
"Sure, we'll take one," he said, fishing his money out. Star glanced at him in astonishment.Did he go to Jareds?
"But…Sam, no, you don't have to…," protested the Clavat girl, but Sam shook his head.
"It's no trouble at all. I mean, if it makes you happy, than I'm happy," he said, giving her a smile. The kind of smile that made Star melt.Then Que gave her the kind of smile that made Star vaporize. Eat your heart out, Sam, I have more control over her state of matter.
From far off, Garrett, Lia, and Nieta (who had somehow "found them") watched the purchasing of the cow.Wut
"Well, how do ya like that?" said Garrett, sipping his water. "The noble prince helps the lady fair." He spat on the ground.It took him twenty minutes to think of the right words, thirty minutes to put them in order, and two years to accumulate that much spit. It was totally worth it.
Nieta gave him a weird look. "Is there something wrong with that?" she asked.
"Nah…just never figured Sam had that kind of money to throw around for Star," said Garrett, shrugging.Well, when you work the corner-
"He probably doesn't," noted Lia. "I saw him writing to his parents, asking them if they could send him a little more money. Spending all of his money on Star…he truly cares for her."That's right kids -money means everything.
"Yeah…lovebirds…," muttered Garrett. "I just hope they don't start getting all cutesy and run around holding hands while we're battling monsters and crap."
"You don't seem to be very fond of relationships," observed Nieta sharply.
Garrett snorted. "You have no idea, Nieta…," he said. Then he lowered his voice so only he would hear it. "You have no idea."
"AND NOW EVERYONE, IT'S TIME FOR THE COW RACE!" shouted the Clavat, as he lined up all the cows. Ray and Mika stood by him, placing their bets.Obligatory badass racing music
"Cow #7 is gonna totally mop the floor with your cow," said Ray, a challenging glint in his eye.
"Only if he can keep up with Cow #2," counted Mika, smirking.Psh, You always go with the difference of two lovers! I'm betting on 5.
"On your mark…get set…GO!" shouted the announcer.
((Author's Note: In order to save you from boredom, I will skip the agonizingly long race))It was fucking awesome, Que was there.
Later, at the end, all the cows were on the home stretch. Ray's cow was in the lead, with Mika's trailing close behind.
"Go baby, go!" shouted Ray, a slightly mad look on his face.....
You mean normal look.
"Come on, girl, get moving!" screamed Mika. Suddenly her cow stopped, and started to graze on some grass.Looked like good grass to Que too.
"No, no, no!" shouted Mika, stamping her feet.
"Woo hoo!" yelled Ray, laughing. But then his cow stopped too.It beat me to the good grass, damn it!
"Wait…what!" he asked. "That's not supposed to happen! Don't stop!"
"And the winner is Cow #5!" announced the farmer. "So all who bet on Cow #5…wait there's only one person…COME ON UP HERE!"...
I did not plan this.
As the crowd parted, Mika and Ray looked for the winner.
"Wonder who the lucky guy is," said Mika. Then she gasped.
"What!" she yelled. Ray looked around, and saw it. His jaw dropped. A Yuke was making its way toward the announcer.
Creston!I suspect shenanigans!
Ray and Mika pushed through the crowds, trying to get to the Yuke. Creston? Gambling? And WINNING? There were many things not right with that statement.Little did they knew, Cresty's real name is Charlie Sheen.
Creston spotted them coming toward him. He tensed up.Shenanigans, I called it.
"Oh boy," he said, taking his money. Then he started to run as fast as he could.They just want to congratulate you and let you meet the soles of their feet.
"CRESTON!" shouted both Selkies.Wut?
Star walked through a small orchard of apples and cherries, admiring the beautiful scenery around her.dur it wuz purty
She was so happy. She felt lighter than air. Was it because she loved it here? That Sam had bought the cow for her? Maybe it was just Sam?She's been taking drugs again.
Sam.From Sam, obviously.
That was the source of this happy feeling. Star loved everything about him. He was handsome, but not too handsome, and had the nicest brown hair. She loved how thoughtful, warm, and kind he was to herself and everyone else. Star sighed.An addict is Star
"Oh Sam…I wish I could tell you how I feel…," she said wistfully.
But as she was in this happy dream, a voice cut through it, shattering the joy easily.LIKE BUTTER THROUGH A HOT KNIFE.
Star immediately stiffened. Her eyes widened in shock. She knew that voice. It had changed a little, but it was still almost exactly the same as it was years ago.THE ICE CREAM MAN was back in town.
Star's expression changed.Derp.
Her eyes, which were joyful and loving, had become ice cold. Her face became stony, her mouth set into a firm line. Slowly, she turned around.The best way to face Barney.
There, sitting on a stump, was a Clavat, but at a first glance, this person seemed so unlike a Clavat that it was astonishing. It was a man, who was taller than Sam, and probably around the same height as Ray or Creston. His hair was blackish brown, and it was longer than a normal Clavat's hair, bangs drooping in his eyes and hair falling on his shoulders messily. It seems as though he had cut it himself. Such a badass, cutting his own hair.
He was dressed in a brown and black jacket worn down by age, but it would have looked very fancy and expensive years ago. His pants were gray and also looked rough and worn. His face was the real shocking feature, however. Instead of the earthy brown eyes most Clavats possessed, his eyes were emerald green. His skin was a tad bit paler than most Clavats, but was still a light tan. He had on an expression of unrivaled cunning and cleverness, and wore a smirk on his features that could have rivaled Ray's.Someone stab his face, now. Or at least nuder him.
Star stood her ground, even though an eerie feeling had washed over her. "What do you want, Rex?" she asked calmly.Rex: Just wanted to let you know you left the iron on.
Rex's smirk grew, as he stood up. He walked a little closer to her. Star took a step back.OMG INCEST
"What?" he asked. "Not happy to see me?"
"I hate to disappoint you, but no, I'm not," said Star, her voice as harsh and cold as the winds of Selepation Cave.I love that place, I've a great summer house there.
"Well, sheesh…," said Rex, scratching his head. "Look at you, all grown up. What're you doing here?"Kicking names and taking ass - oh wait -
"I'm in the Tipa Caravan," she responded, giving him a piercing look. Rex's smirk faltered a little, but he quickly regained his composure.
"Hunt for myrrh going well?" he asked casually, but hit Star like a punch from a Gigas.
"That shouldn't concern you," Star replied, still giving him an icy stare.
"Well then…how are the parents?" asked Rex, still in the same casual tone.Not on fire and torn up at the bottom of a poisonous lake, I hope.
"Why do you care?" came Star's response.
"Why do I care?" asked Rex. He then let out a bark of laughter. His laugh was scratchy, as if he had been laughing a lot lately.He was the king of unfunny. Seinfeld would like him.
"They're my parents too, Star."
"They'll never truly be your parents, brother," retorted Star, her icy look replaced by a fiery one.
Rex's smirk changed to a grin. "Why so angry? Did I do something to upset you?"The joker, he is not.
"You did something that upset our parents and our village for years!" shouted Star. "Do you even REALIZE what you did?"Oh, the noodle incident, totally not my fault.
"I just did what needed to be done. I didn't see anything wrong with it," responded Rex snidely.
Star was about to launch out another retort, when another voice broke the silence.DERP
"Star, I-," said Sam running out into the grove. "Oh…uh…am I interrupting something?" he asked.Sam suspects shenanigans.
The rest of the caravan followed behind him. As they all stopped to a halt, most of them stared curiously at Rex. But Creston let out a shocked gasp, and Ray's expression immediately darkened to a scowl.He mad.
"Who's this?" asked Nieta.
"Someone who I never thought I'd see again," said Creston.
"Rex…," growled Ray, eyes flashing.Then he foamed at the mouth.
"My brother," said Star quietly.
Sam felt the jealousy in his body die down. Wait, jealousy? He shouldn't be jealous…but it had honestly looked like…Yup.
Rex gave Sam and each caravanner a once-over.He gave Garrett a twice-over. Then a thrice over. Then a-
His eyes strayed back to Sam.
"Who's this?" he asked. "You're boyfriend?"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Grammar Nazi subdued, no need to panic.
Star and Sam both blushed, but Star recovered first. "Does it matter?"
"I'm just seeing what my sister's been up to."
"Don't pretend like you care about my child
welfare, you never have and never will!" shouted Star furiously. She didn't care that they weren't alone, she didn't care that everyone was watching. She wished she had never found him.Rex is such a waste of matter.
"I guess I'll be the first one to question this," said Lia uncertainly. "What is going on here?"
"Let's just say this isn't your typical brother and sister reunion," said Creston.It is the reunion of Snarky snarkmeister of snarksland and the pricky prickmeisterette of prickland.
"And that Star is the younger sister of the biggest scumbag to have ever came from the Tipa Peninsula," muttered Ray, his hot glare staying.stfu Ray, you're just jelly.
Meanwhile, footsteps could be heard all around. Residents of the town had been attracted by the shouting, and showed up to see what was all the ruckus. Everyone was muttering in confusion.DERP
Suddenly, a young woman pointed at Rex. "That's him! That's the apple thief!" she cried.Ray: Yes?
Mika: Ray, stfu.
Exclamations filled the forest.
"What? Him? Thief! Get him! Rotten little- robber!"These people are very offensive with their curses.
Rex stared at the citizens that were slowly forming into a mob.They politely shook their pitchforks and passively lit their torches in anger.
"Everyone quiet down!" shouted Creston. The growing chatter subsided.The nicest lynch mob you've ever seen.
"Creston, explain to the others what happened," said Ray.
"No…I'll do it…," said Star softly. Then she began to speak.Lost interest, start again.
"A couple years ago, around 10 probably, things were going well for all of the caravans…no arguments, no fightingPPPFFTCH
lul, prepubescent kids getting along, bull.
…all was well. Every caravan had just enough myrrh to get by."
"But everyone wondered how it was possible. And the Tipa caravan wondered most of all. It was them who always received their myrrh later than everyone else, right up to the very day before the crystal would run out of power."Pure coincidence.
"The people wondered and wondered, but no one could explain it. But then, suddenly…a caravan revealed the tale."Those bastards ruined everything.
"It so happened that there was an underground black market going around. It involved a caravan going around, and taking myrrh from all the trees, before any other caravan could get there. This caravan was so quick and efficient, the other caravans could not refill their chalices."Well, that's efficient.
"The other caravans were forced to act in order to save their villagers from being consumed by the miasma. They begged the caravan to share their myrrh. They offered anything, anything at all, to save the lives of their peoples. And this certain caravan would always give them the myrrh…after taking an extremely large amount of money."Sounds like a good plan.
Gasps were heard from all around, as people were shocked. This explained the depression that had occurred all those years ago.
"Is this true?" asked one villager, to the Fum caravan. The caravanners bowed their heads.
"It is. We had no other choice."
Angry yells started to emerge, but Creston waved his hand, and silenced the crowd again.I'd imagine Creston would be good at crowd control with his overpowered magic, but it applys to public speaking as well? Damn!
Star continued.Start over, I got bored again.
"This caravan would get more and more money, selling myrrh, but also getting enough, just enough, to save their own village. But soon, the truth came out. And along with it, the culprit."I blame Justin Bieber.
"The caravan was the Tipa caravan, and the ringleader of this dark trade was Rex! The man you see standing here."...
Damn, this nice lynch mob is slow.
This time, no shouts or cries were heard. The crowd was shocked into silence.
"One caravanner returned home during the festival, and told Roland the events that had occurred. This caravanner had found out when he eavesdropped on a conversation between Rex and another caravanner. Rex broke this person's legs and dumped them outside of the barrier.To test his theory of miasma tolerance, of course.
They were consumed by miasma and died, and in the following morning, Rex had said that they must've went to the bathroom and been attacked.True story.
But he had been found out."Oh well.
"The village of Tipa was astonished, amazed by the darkness and greediness of these acts. My father was enraged. Our farm had become successful on tainted money. Rex had been tactful enough to send us small fortunes, to cover his greedy tracks."
"My father disowned him, but before Rex left the village, he asked Rex one question: Was he any bit sorry for what he had done, and had he shown any sorrow or remorse?"...and what did he expect?
"I still remember Rex's response. He responded with his own question: 'I shared the money, right?'"
Star seemed to regain her composure, and returned to giving Rex her hard stare. Rex seemed unfazed.It was the usual look she gave him.
"How do you two know this?" asked Mika to Ray and Creston.
"We both grew up in Tipa," explained Ray. "You and Lia moved here after it happened. Sam I think was on a trip with his family at the time."
The silence stretched out for even longer. Then Rex broke it.Derp
"You forgot one little detail, my dear Star," he said, a dry chuckle coming out of his mouth. "How did I get such an ingenious idea?"
Star stiffened, and for the first time, fear and guilt washed on her face.
"That's right…you remember don't you?" crooned Rex in a ghastly tone. "You gave it to me."...
Everyone gasped, even Ray and Creston.my hero.
They hadn't heard this side of the tale.
"Star, what does he mean?" asked Nieta. Star shuddered as the memory fell on her.
Rex turned to face his younger sister, his emerald eyes narrowed. He had been counting just how much money his parents had given him for the road…not much.
"What is it?" he asked, in a soft voice. This voice was a very winning tone: he could often get Star to do chores for him by talking to her in his sweet voice. Rex could sweet talk just about anyone.It sounded like an autotuned Justin Bieber with the visuals of Newt Gringrich.Pity did whatever it took to get the image out of the mind, even give Quezacotl a million dollars on the7th of April.LOLFLASHBACKTIME
"What's it like on the road?" asked Star.
Rex sighed. "I don't know Star, I'm leaving tomorrow. I'll right to you and tell you, okay?"...lol'd at right
"Okay," said Star. Rex thought she would leave, but…
"What do you have to do out there? Ma and Dad never tell me," said Star.
"Well, we get myrrh to bring back to the villages, but we fight monsters to get to it," explained Rex, packing.DERP
"Why do we need myrrh?"For our sweet rave parties.
"To give to our crystal to protect us from miasma," stated Rex. He foresaw her next question. "Because miasma is bad."Because square dancing sucks.
"Why do we have to do it though?" asked Star. "Why don't we just all send out a bunch of people to do it?"
Rex paused. "What do you mean?" he asked, confused.
"Why don't all caravans work together, and give, trade, and sell myrrh to other villages?" asked Star.LIKE AN ARMY DUR
"I don't know Star, I just don't…" Rex's words trailed off. Caravans giving myrrh to each other? Trading? Selling?A BASIC BUISNESS MODEL!?
Someone had just flicked the bulb on in Rex's brain. This was a perfect opportunity to get some money in his pocket and be set for life.
"Well, it's late, you should get to bed," said Rex, hiding his cunning smile.
"Okay…good night, big brother," said Star.
"G'night Star…sweet dreams…you deserve them after giving me such a great idea," snickered Rex quietly to himself. He would start in his second year. Do his job and seem like a great hero. After winning the approval of the people of Tipa, then he would start with his big plans…
Star listened in the hallway. What was he planning?
"Don't you remember?" Rex asked mockingly, snapping Star out of her dream. They had both been remembering the past.The lynch mob got bored, and gtfo'd.
"Did you really give him that idea?" asked Creston, stunned. His whole attitude had changed now.
Star looked down, and slowly nodded.
People started to shout at Star, trying to find a scapegoat for all of these problems.There's a reason we bought a scapegoat, people, outsourcing does not solve your problems...
"But that whole thing's in the past. Now I swipe apples from this place, and sell them to starving people for all they've got," said Rex, with a sardonic smile.Rex would make a great professor at any college.
"But Star, why don't you come with me? You're good at thinking of scams. We could be a great team- think about it."
"I won't ever do such a thing," said Star, tears threatening to fall down her face.
Rex rolled his eyes, and let out a short snort of laughter. He walked straight up to her, grabbed her on the shoulder, and put his face in front of hers.Then he wretched, he forgot how ugly his sister was.
She forgot as well.
"No matter how much you hate me, the idea was originally yours, so it's all YOUR fault," he whispered.Don't be a hater, Star.
Rex was knocked backwards off his feet, and onto the ground. His green eyes widened as he clutched his nose, which had started to bleed.If he was knocked off his feet by Sam's punch, I'd imagine he'd get a little more than a nosebleed-
Oh wait, final fantasy. Right. Screw logic, we'll do it for the lulz!
Sam stood up, fist outstretched with specks of blood, glaring at Rex with such hatred that Garrett's glares at Creston didn't even compare.Garrett didn't approve, naturally. The form was there but the anger wasn't directed at him.
"Don't you touch her," threatened the leading Clavat.
"Why not?" asked Rex, his smile gone. "She's my sister. I should be worried about YOU touching her, pal, not the other way around."
"Don't touch her," repeated Sam. "And never talk to her like that again. It isn't her fault. It's YOURS."DERP
Rex threw back his head and laughed. "She came up with the idea, so she's already a criminal. You can't just tell someone to do a crime, and when they get caught, expect yourself to be innocent!"With Rex's logic, we're all criminals. Makes sense.
Sam just continued to stare at him.
Rex smirked. "If she's already a criminal," he said, standing up, "why not make the most of it?"
Rex rolled again, while Ray restrained Sam from demolishing the other Clavat.
Meanwhile, some of the villagers had been gathering pitchforks and other farming tools....
This is one poorly organized, but polite, slow lynch mob.
"Come on, let's chase this guy out of town," shouted one man. The people began to swarm Rex. Rex darted away, quick as a flash.FLASH - SAVIOR OF T HE UNIVERSE
"Remember this Star, I'm still alive out here!" he called back. "And you Sam! You and I have a score to settle! Ya got that? Watch your back!"
With a final cackle, he ran off.Rex has fury.
Star looked up, and saw her brother disappear in the distance.He did some hardcore parkour and everyone was totally jelly.
"How will he survive?" she wondered aloud.PLOT HOLES
"I don't know," said Sam shaking his head.WHAT I SAID EXACTLY.
"Well at least that's over," said Lia, taking a deep breath. Then one of the villagers walked over to the caravanners.
"Maybe you should leave…," he said awkwardly.DERP
"What!" exclaimed Ray. "But-"
"Please. We have no feelings against you, but for right now, we would prefer if no caravans were here."
"Alright," said Sam. "Come on guys…let's go."
The Tipa caravan left the Fields of Fum in silence.Que is so happy, he could ride a pig in minecraft.
Oh MAN! This is the longest chapter I've made yet.Don't remind me.
Favorite parts: The tale of Rex
So Star's character chapter is pretty much done. But it slightly continues in the next. It's more of an aftermath of this chapter than anything else.
So yeah, Rex. I personally love his character. He's not really "evil", in a sense (unlike Selstun, who radiates evil), but is more of a greedy person who will do ANYTHING for money.LOL LIKE AN AMERICAN
This chapter was mainly focused on Star, so not much went on in the actual fields. However, in year four they will visit the fields often. Perhaps then we can have more cow races- I mean FUN!COW RACES FUCK YEAH
Rex's main reason for being so bad is that he tortured people in a mental way, holding all of their fates in his hands, and killing someone from his village. For those of you who think he wouldn't let his village die, I assure you, if he didn't get them the myrrh in time, he'd just move to a new village. He's a jerk.A nice jerk, but a Jerk all the same.
Will he show up again? I'm not sure. He'll definitely be mentioned again. I MIGHT (might) throw in a Sam vs. Rex showdown in a later chapter. But I've already got a couple of showdowns planned out, so I'm not sure.
Mika and Lia don't about the Rex dilemma because they aren't from Tipa. Mika is from Leuda. I won't reveal where Lia comes from yet.The Kingdom of Retardia, undoubtedly. Same with Garrett.
Next Chapter: After Star's issues with Rex in the Fields of Fum, arguments break out over what happened and what WILL happen. The old argument from before rises again in a crushing wave. But this time, will the breaking of friendships be permanent?Will Ray finally die?
Will Garrett ever stop fondling his hair?
Does the hidden awkwardly shaped stick have any significance in this story?
Will Quezacotl defeat the Sharks of October before they remove the bottom buns from every cheeseburger in the world?