L.S.D’s Adventures:
The Quest of The Dragon
Censored Version
Chapter 1
Long ago in an age of terror and blood shed, much like our own. A mushroom named Lumpy Stump Dumplings was living in the Forest of Peace Of Thought. This small forest was known for the strange things that happen in it. LSD’s story was started with one of these strange encounters. It all began one sunny day when LSD had decided to take a walk.
The sun was much brighter on this day than it had been for some time so LSD decided to take a walk. As he walked down the stony path he heard a voice coming from up in the trees. He looked up to find a mushroom yelling, “I’m so high, I think I can fly!” LSD decided not to get in the way so he continued to walk down the path. After a short while he found himself standing in front of a rather large, spotted shroom. It gave off a strange yet delectable smell, so LSD decided to take a bite of it. As soon as he had swallowed it he noticed that all the trees had changed colors to vibrant yellows and reds. All of a sudden a huge dragon flew down from the sky, the earth shook as the enormous creature landed on the ground. “Young LSD I have a quest for you to do. Go to the Great tree and find the chest hidden in the cave under it. Take the chest to the all knowing spider in the forest of ACID. Beware of the water, however, for if you drink it not even I know what will happen.” said the dragon.
“WhOa ThErE bIg FeLlA, i AiN’t FeElIn To WeLl, CaN yOu StOp MoViN sO mUcH?” LSD asked. LSD blacked out after that.
LSD woke up hanging upside down in a tree. He tried to move and ended up falling off into a thorn bush blood trickled down his arms and his legs as he pulled out the two-inch thorns stuck in his body. Once he was done with that he thought about the dragon and decided it was probably just a hallucination from the shroom he had eaten. He went back to his small underground home for the rest of the day to rest.
The next day LSD decided that he would go gather some food, since his store of shrooms was starting to run low. He figured he would go down a different path today so instead of the stony he had gone down the other day he went down a smaller but smoother path. In the first half hour of his journey he had found many shrooms but they were all plain old shrooms that he could find all around his house, so he decided to continue further down the path. After about another half hour of walking he started to see more interesting shrooms. He started toward a ring of some good looking shrooms when something caught his eye. It was a bright blue shroom with pink and purple poke-a-dot on it. LSD’s stomach was growling so he decided to take a bite of it to see if it tasted good. It was not his smartest move but when dealing with a mushrooms brain you can’t really use words like smart to describe it.
Again the trees became vibrant colors and after a few second he heard the huge wings of the dragon coming down. The only visible difference with the dragon was the molten fire spewing out of its mouth. “Why have you summoned me you dumb ass!? You haven’t even started the ******* quest yet! I see I must make you do what I have asked of you!” with that the dragon raised his head and spit fire out of its mouth at LSD’s face. LSD raised his arms to protect himself, the flesh on them boiled and became crispy. Again LSD blacked out but this time it was because of the pain shooting through his body.
This time LSD woke up in a soft pile of weed. He stood up and found that he was in a hole in the ground. It seemed that he had fallen down while he was blacked out. He remembered the dragon spitting the fire and looked down at his hands to find his arms were badly burned. This was all the proof he needed, the dragon was real and he needed to finish this quest before the dragon got even angrier. LSD plucked some buds from the weed plant for their magical ability to dull pain and to make you feel happy. The first thing on his to do list was to get out of the hole. Looking around there didn’t seem to be any foot or hand holds, but there was a vine that would probably hold his weight.
After climbing out of the hole, LSD found the sun was almost past the tree line and was shrinking fast. This part of the forest seemed to be different than he had seen. There was a feel of terror in the air and LSD knew he needed to be careful. In the bush ahead of him LSD saw a pair of glowing blood shot eyes. He slowly walked over to the bush. The bush rustled and the head of a fellow mushroom popped up. “Ello gov’na ow ar yu tis fine evnin?” asked the mushroom.
LSD jumped back in surprise as the mushroom walked out of the bushes. The mushroom was scratching his arm like there was a colony of bugs under his skin. From the speech earlier it would seem that the mushroom is high on something other than life. “Yu gotz da stuffz?” asked the strange mushroom.
LSD continued backing up, not wanting to get to close to the strange mushroom. The strange mushroom seemed to be getting irritated with LSD’s silence. The mushroom stopped scratching his arm and yelled, “I s’d jew gotz da stuffz?” The mushroom then pulled out a rusty machete.
The mushroom swung the machete spasmodically nearly lobbing off LSD’s head. LSD stepped back as the next swing was coming and felt the ground disappear from under his feet. He started to tumble down the cliff. He could hear the shouts coming from the mushroom standing on the top of the cliff but couldn’t make out what he was saying. After a few minutes of rolling he finally found the bottom of the canyon. LSD found the ground was quiet soft for some reason. He stood up and found the reason, the ground was littered with bodies. The ground was completely covered with dead bodies of every kind. LSD felt the pain return to his arms, luckily after a short search he found some matches on one of the dead bodies. He burned one of the weed buds he had picked and inhaled the smock. After a short time the pain dulled and he felt his strength come back, although he was a bit hungrier.
Now LSD had to find a way out of this situation. He walked along the canyon looking for a way back up. He had found some good looking foot holds when out of nowhere a hand gripped his leg. LSD fell and felt himself being dragged down into the bodies. He kicked the hand and felt the grip loosen, LSD scrambled away before the creature could latch on again. The hand came back up but this time a head came after it. Remembering what had happened just a few minutes ago LSD kept a distance from this new mushroom. The mushroom saw LSD and asked, “Where am I, and who might you be?”
Chapter 2
