This is a good game, currently at Oswald’s book. One thing you learn about this game is this. The Queen of the Dead, Odette has some mighty fine boobs.
As the Queen of the Dead, her arms is bones, her tummy area probably is rotting. And her legs… well her legs is something to be afraid off. Whereelse can you find an undead lady lifting up her skirt and lo and behold SPIDER LEGS. And at her vertical lip are 8 eyes. That’s probably one vertical lip, Serge will never want to kiss even though he maybe devillishly horny.
But that is nothing folks. Odette’s boobs is eternal glory. Normally for woman after the age of maybe 45, their breast begins to sag and they can start sweeping the floor just by walking about. And when they die, the boobs rot and its gone. But for Odette, it is a different matter. Her boobs is as big as a 38DD when she was alive and now that she is dead and commands the Netherworld, it is still 38DD.
So Serge was curious and had an interview with Odette. And this is how it went.
Odette : Thank You for inviting me here
Serge : It’s a pleasure..though i feel creeped out here.
Odette : Don’t worry about it, your time will come soon… so think this as a preview of death to come.
Serge : Okay… So tell me, how is it like being Queen of the Dead ?
Odette : At first it was hard. You gotta deal with some of the dead who was deaf..pardon the pun, dumb and blind. Sometime i wish their eyes,mouth and ear didn’t rot. It is a good thing my revenants help me out in keeping the dead here in checked. So yeah, all in all being Queen is fabulous. *drinks a cup of tea*
Serge : From what I heard, 4 still living people entered here. Is it true ?
Odette : I won’t deny it. But yeah. Odin that damn old fool. He keeps coming in here through some passage and steals my family jewels. And if you’re gonna ask why not close that passage ? Hey now, I maybe Queen of the Dead but im not the architect for the Netherworld. *pfft*. Damn old man, why can’t he be a gentleman and knock at the front gate. It’s not like i’m gonna bite his head off ? Then came Gwendolyn, Odin’s daughter…insignificant fly. Then there’s Brom the Fairies blacksmith, cute lil shorty. Fun to play with during the intercity soccer match, with Brom being the ball. Last but not least…Oswald. Such a handsome young man. Oh how I wish he kissed my vertical lips. *smacks lips*
Serge : Ok..now here’s a question all our Odin’s Sphere fan would like to know. As you’re dead, your body is rotting. Your arm is just bones. Why is it that your boobs are..well…
Odette : Tsk,tsk,tsk. Well since you’re here, I’ll tell you why my boobs are not rotting. When i was alive and before i became Queen of the Dead, i was the belle of my kingdom. Everyone loved me, but i love only one person. But that person is a boob person. So I went down to the local surgeon and had a plastic surgery. With a lil bit of magic and with awesomeness, this is the boobs that rocked the world. Unfortunately, after the surgery was over it was so heavy that when i got out of bed… I fell forward hit my head on a spike and died….and to think i spent 10000 Titanian Gold to get silicone implants. *continues talking and talking and talking….*
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