CHESS STORY

But Luckily the rook has a first aid kit

And he saved the white king

alas, bequeathed occult fortitude, whilst trotting stoically betwixt sworn dark enemy forces, thy devine knight glows a powerful shade of white. bereft fear, our hero forks thine enemy and welcomes the sweet release of victory. as death stares our hero in the eyes, he smiles calmly, finding solace in the songs and stories to be told of his heroic sacrifice for generations to come.

he throws his shades on, and starts blasting the dark royal family with a sawn off until not a single pawn remains. he then rides his motorcycle over the hoard of shelled carcasses and heads towards the local tavern, to Cristen his victiry with wh***s and ale

and the black army turn into zombies