Slaves!
June 15, 2007
The next day me and 400 of the kings best men, went over to the camp of the natives, Kumari asked…
“What the heck is going on!?” I replied back to him,
“Kumari my dear old friend… youve been getting on my nerves these past couple days…” he said back to me…
“You cannot make me into your slave! I will call all of my men from around the continent that were here for that war he had! You and your so called thousands of men could not even hurt those guys!”
“Mabe we couldnt hurt them… but we can hurt you! You will become all of our slaves… although there are 400 of my men and 46 of your men! But you Kumari…”
There was a very long pause when I had said that,
“Me what Vasco?” I laughed a very evil laugh…
“You will be my slave…”
Kumari and his friends did all they could, offered all they could offer, but all of my men just said,
“No.”
After about 1 whole hour of begging us not to take them as slaves, they just gave up… they became our slaves, Kumari of course… was mine.
