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so, it starts off like this:

I was eating a chicken leg when a guy told me to play chess with him....

His hair was brown, his eyes where green, and his shirt was on backward.

i was shocked and dropped my chicken leg. i was angry at that man for making me drop my food!

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He picks up the chicken, rubs it in his hair as if to clean it, and gives it back.

So I decided to play a novelty in the tournament next day and call it "The Chicken hairrub defense"

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On a sidenote and nothing to do with the story, but somehow I think the story will 'evolve' to getting the maincharacter die every now and then and defeating zombies/evilness/ etc

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He won, but ran out of chicken legs. He cried and cried, until he found the ultimate chicken leg.

He  bit the chicken leg in half and inside there was....

Another key for his quest on...

his quest to unify the Lords of the Magi.  He called his master and...

Played Alcoholic chess with potassium cynyde pills...

and woke up in the amazing world of...

The USSR playing Boris Spassky in a soviet work camp in 1973

He pinched himself and found himself in a graveyard for chickens

then he heard this random guitar riff from a BOC song and a voice saying...

eat chicken legs....eat chicken legs....eat chicken legs....eat chicken legs....!!!

and then " seasons dont fear the reaper, nor do the wind the sun or the rain"...

the guy got freaked out and started eating chicken legs from the chicken's grave

Suddenly, and as the prophecy foretold, all chicken and thoughts of chicken disappeared from the universe

so they ate beef legs