Chapter 15: The Battle for Emperorland
Mumble, Otulissa, Skipper, and 25 guardians flew into emperorland. “Mumble!” “Ma! What the heck has been going on!?” “It’s been awful! The skuas have been attacking us, saying that if we don’t Присоединиться something call the Tytonic Union of the Pure Ones, they would destroy us. Your father stood up to them, but…” “But what?” “They kidnapped him!” “Don’t worry. We will find him!”
Elsewhere in emperorland, Memphis was being interrogated by the Striga. “Now, tell me, where is your son!?” “I told you, I don’t know! He was taken by the aliens, and I haven’t seen Mumble, Gloria, или Erik since!” “Then, I guess I’m going to have to destroy you.” “Don’t lay a feather on him! I’m going to destroy you!” “You? Ты look like Ты should still be in a rookery.” “Don’t underestimate me.” Just then, Skipper hits Striga with a kendo stick. “What do Ты say now? Punk. I say, Skuas attack! They were over whelmed! Julien, who had hidden in a bag full of battle claws, flew out of the bag, claws ablaze! “Ringtail! This is your most brilliant idea ever!” Otulissa then fitted a pair of claws on Mumble and Skipper. “Okay, it’s time to end the skua insurgence!” Pat then appeared. “Pat, what are Ты doing here?” “It’s time to end this battle. So, I’m going to start singing.”
(Cult of Personality by Living Colour)
Look in my eyes
What do Ты see?
The cult of personality
I know your anger, I know your dreams
I've been everything Ты want to be
Oh, I'm the cult of personality
Like Mussolini and Kennedy
I'm the cult of personality
The cult of personality
The cult of personality
Neon lights, a Nobel Prize
When a mirror speaks, the reflection lies
Ты don't have to follow me
Only Ты can set me free
I sell the things Ты need to be
I'm the smiling face on your TV
Oh, I'm the cult of personality
I exploit you, still Ты Любовь me
I tell you, one and one makes three
Oh, I'm the cult of personality
Like Joseph Stalin and Gandhi
I'm the cult of personality
The cult of personality
The cult of personality
Neon lights, a Nobel Prize
When a leader speaks, that leader dies
Ты won't have to follow me
Only Ты can set Ты free
Ты gave me fortune, Ты gave me fame
Ты me power in your God's name
I'm every person Ты need to be
Oh, I'm the cult of personality
I’m the cult of, I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of personality
This turned the tide of the battle, essentially giving the alliance the victory! However, there was one last Skua to battle. The Boss Skua had survived the battle, and was dead set on ending Mumble’s life. “Mumble, I’m going to kill you!” “You leave him alone!” “Who are you?” “I am Blu! I, Jewel, Nico and Pedro are going to help these honorable birds.” “How? Ты don’t have any weapons.” Just then, Mumble then sneaks up on the bird and boom! “If Ты ever try to hurt или kill any of my friends, I’ll kill you! Understand?” “Yes. I’m willing to switch sides.” “Why should we trust you?” “I know where Blowhole and Striga are holding Pellimore. They are holding her in St Aegolius, whatever that means.” “Oh my god, they are trying to moonblink her. We need to get to The Great Ga’Hoole tree.” “Blu, Jewel, Nico, Pedro; Ты want to Присоединиться us?” “Yes! We are going to beat the Pure Ones!” Pedro exclaimed. “I’m in, too. We need to end this war!” Nico said. “We are in!” Blu and Jewel both said.
At St Aegolius, Blowhole and Striga, who had escaped just before the battle of emperorland had begun, continued to interrogate Pellimore. “Tell us, where is the king of the Ga’Hoole tree?” “I don’t know! He, Otulissa, and a bunch of guardians took off after Soren, Twilight, Digger and Gylfie we’re attacked by the others.” “Well, It’s time to moonblink you!” The Striga proclaimed.
Disclaimer: Happy Feet, Happy Feet Two, and Legend of the Guardians belong to Warner Brothers and Village Roadshow Pictures; Sly Cooper belongs to Sanzaru Games, Sucker Punch, and Sony Computer Entertainment; Guardians of Ga’Hoole belongs to Scholastic and Kathryn Lasky; Cult of Personality belongs to Living Colour.
Mumble, Otulissa, Skipper, and 25 guardians flew into emperorland. “Mumble!” “Ma! What the heck has been going on!?” “It’s been awful! The skuas have been attacking us, saying that if we don’t Присоединиться something call the Tytonic Union of the Pure Ones, they would destroy us. Your father stood up to them, but…” “But what?” “They kidnapped him!” “Don’t worry. We will find him!”
Elsewhere in emperorland, Memphis was being interrogated by the Striga. “Now, tell me, where is your son!?” “I told you, I don’t know! He was taken by the aliens, and I haven’t seen Mumble, Gloria, или Erik since!” “Then, I guess I’m going to have to destroy you.” “Don’t lay a feather on him! I’m going to destroy you!” “You? Ты look like Ты should still be in a rookery.” “Don’t underestimate me.” Just then, Skipper hits Striga with a kendo stick. “What do Ты say now? Punk. I say, Skuas attack! They were over whelmed! Julien, who had hidden in a bag full of battle claws, flew out of the bag, claws ablaze! “Ringtail! This is your most brilliant idea ever!” Otulissa then fitted a pair of claws on Mumble and Skipper. “Okay, it’s time to end the skua insurgence!” Pat then appeared. “Pat, what are Ты doing here?” “It’s time to end this battle. So, I’m going to start singing.”
(Cult of Personality by Living Colour)
Look in my eyes
What do Ты see?
The cult of personality
I know your anger, I know your dreams
I've been everything Ты want to be
Oh, I'm the cult of personality
Like Mussolini and Kennedy
I'm the cult of personality
The cult of personality
The cult of personality
Neon lights, a Nobel Prize
When a mirror speaks, the reflection lies
Ты don't have to follow me
Only Ты can set me free
I sell the things Ты need to be
I'm the smiling face on your TV
Oh, I'm the cult of personality
I exploit you, still Ты Любовь me
I tell you, one and one makes three
Oh, I'm the cult of personality
Like Joseph Stalin and Gandhi
I'm the cult of personality
The cult of personality
The cult of personality
Neon lights, a Nobel Prize
When a leader speaks, that leader dies
Ты won't have to follow me
Only Ты can set Ты free
Ты gave me fortune, Ты gave me fame
Ты me power in your God's name
I'm every person Ты need to be
Oh, I'm the cult of personality
I’m the cult of, I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of personality
This turned the tide of the battle, essentially giving the alliance the victory! However, there was one last Skua to battle. The Boss Skua had survived the battle, and was dead set on ending Mumble’s life. “Mumble, I’m going to kill you!” “You leave him alone!” “Who are you?” “I am Blu! I, Jewel, Nico and Pedro are going to help these honorable birds.” “How? Ты don’t have any weapons.” Just then, Mumble then sneaks up on the bird and boom! “If Ты ever try to hurt или kill any of my friends, I’ll kill you! Understand?” “Yes. I’m willing to switch sides.” “Why should we trust you?” “I know where Blowhole and Striga are holding Pellimore. They are holding her in St Aegolius, whatever that means.” “Oh my god, they are trying to moonblink her. We need to get to The Great Ga’Hoole tree.” “Blu, Jewel, Nico, Pedro; Ты want to Присоединиться us?” “Yes! We are going to beat the Pure Ones!” Pedro exclaimed. “I’m in, too. We need to end this war!” Nico said. “We are in!” Blu and Jewel both said.
At St Aegolius, Blowhole and Striga, who had escaped just before the battle of emperorland had begun, continued to interrogate Pellimore. “Tell us, where is the king of the Ga’Hoole tree?” “I don’t know! He, Otulissa, and a bunch of guardians took off after Soren, Twilight, Digger and Gylfie we’re attacked by the others.” “Well, It’s time to moonblink you!” The Striga proclaimed.
Disclaimer: Happy Feet, Happy Feet Two, and Legend of the Guardians belong to Warner Brothers and Village Roadshow Pictures; Sly Cooper belongs to Sanzaru Games, Sucker Punch, and Sony Computer Entertainment; Guardians of Ga’Hoole belongs to Scholastic and Kathryn Lasky; Cult of Personality belongs to Living Colour.