Indiana Jones and the Wizards of the Coast

[The Deadliest Warrior]

Preface

A tall, thin man opened the door and walked into the dark shop in the quiet German town. He was on a mission; of that much he knew; but where the treasure was he, regrettably, knew not.

Down the hardware aisle he walked, and slowly but surely approached his destination: the toy aisle. And there, gleaming in a sliver of moonlight, was the prize of the ages, the treasure to end all treasures; Volcarren Wasteland. And there was only one on the shelf.

The man reached out one shaky, shivering arm. A nervous, quiet dropp of sweat trickled down his brow. He removed his fedora with one hand to wipe his brown hair with his hand, then replaced the hat and instinctively moved his free hand to his trusty bullwhip as he grabbed the Heroscape Lava Set...

He couldn't believe it. He had gotten away with the removal of the most treasured possession of possibly all of the world. The man gave a silent cry of joy and turned around, only to find a gun pointed to his head.

"Give me the toy, Jones, and no one gets hurt," a quaint German voice drawled. "This is ours now."

Indiana Jones muttered a curse. "You can have it when you pry it from my cold, dead hands," he spat back. "I'm not letting the treasure of one of the greatest game empires fall into the scruffy hands of your corrupt gaming regime."

"We are not corrupt. It was a necessary decision and we regret it not. Hand it over now Jones, before I take it anyway... along with your life."

Indiana Jones shoved the game into his opponent's arms forcefully. He glared deep into the other man's eyes to show that this wasn't over, that he was Indiana Jones, the world's greatest treasure hunter, and that this toy would be returned, sooner or later.

"A pleasure doing business with you, Jones," the man said mockingly, and began to walk away. Indy stared resentfully at the hateful logo on the back of the man's shirt as he walked away...



"This isn't over," Indy said to himself one final time. He stood there in silence as he heard the tinkle of the store's door ringer as the man left. After a brief pause he continued to the open air, "I will return Heroscape to its rightful owner... and retrieve it from the Wizards of the Coast."

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Next Chapter coming soon!

[Majora's Incarnation]

Originally Posted by The Deadliest Warrior

Preface

A tall, thin man opened the door and walked into the dark shop in the quiet German town. He was on a mission; of that much he knew; but where the treasure was he, regrettably, knew not.

Down the hardware aisle he walked, and slowly but surely approached his destination: the toy aisle. And there, gleaming in a sliver of moonlight, was the prize of the ages, the treasure to end all treasures; Volcarren Wasteland. And there was only one on the shelf.

The man reached out one shaky, shivering arm. A nervous, quiet dropp of sweat rickled down his brow. He removed his fedora with one hand to wipe his brown hair with his hand, then replaced the hat and instinctively moved his free hand to his trusty bullwhip as he grabbed the Heroscape Lava Set...

He couldn't believe it. He had gotten away with the removal of the most treasured possession of possibly all of the world. The man gave a silent cry of joy and turned around, only to find a gun pointed to his head.

"Give me the toy, Jones, and no one gets hurt," a quaint German voice drawled. "This is ours now."

Indiana Jones muttered a curse. "You can have it when you pry it from my cold, dead hands," he spat back. "I'm not letting the treasure of one of the greatest game empires fall into the scruffy hands of your corrupt gaming regime."

"We are not corrupt. It was a necessary decision and we regret it not. Hand it over now Jones, before I take it anyway... along with your life."

Indiana Jones shoved the game into his opponent's arms forcefully. He glared deep into the other man's eyes to show that this wasn't over, that he was Indiana Jones, the world's greatest treasure hunter, and that this toy would be returned, sooner or later.

"A pleasure doing business with you, Jones," the man said mockingly, and began to walk away. Indy stared resentfully at the hateful logo on the back of the man's shirt as he walked away...



"This isn't over," Indy said to himself one final time. He stood there in silence as he heard the tinkle of the store's door ringer as the man left. After a brief pause he continued to the open air, "I will return Heroscape to its rightful owner... and retrieve it from the Wizards of the Coast."

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Next Chapter coming soon!

+ rep bro.

[elitebeatk]

Heh. Awesomesauce.

[The Deadliest Warrior]

Originally Posted by elitebeatk

Heh. Awesomesauce.

Thanks guys!
I'll have the next Chapter up tomorrow. Glad you all like it!

[Dwarvenwarrior123]

Originally Posted by The Deadliest Warrior

Thanks guys!
I'll have the next Chapter up tomorrow. Glad you all like it!

Like it? I love it!!!

[mysterium]

First, I love Indiana Jones.

Second, I want to see WotC go bye-bye.

I think I'll enjoy this.

[bumper15]

This is excellent I can't wait to see more.

[The Deadliest Warrior]

Chapter 1

Professor Henry Jones sat quietly in his desk. The classes at Barnett College had just ended, and while Jones was an excellent teacher himself, there wasn't much learning going on with all of the love-stricken girls merely gazing at him all day.

He was frustrated by his failure in the German town, an incident which was now two weeks ago. As he thought of what to do next, a gentle knock came on the door. "Come in," Jones said absentmindedly.

The door opened and in stepped a familiar figure, a man with smile wrinkles around his eyes and brown hair that was graying slightly. "Ah, Doctor Jones," he said. "Have I got news for you."

"Marcus! What a surprise," Indy commented dryly. "This isn't about my latest lecture at the hall two nights ago, is it?"

"No," Brody said, looking puzzled. "Eh... why?"

"No reason," Indy said quickly, grinning wryly. "Continue."

"The Wizards to the Coast, the ones who sabotaged our retrieval mission for the return of the Volcarren Wasteland set, have been tracked down to a remote jungle in French Indochina," Brody said. "They've got camps up and with their hold on the Volcarren Wasteland set we think they're digging for something much, much more valuable... something unthinkable."

Jones leaned forward, interested, and removed his glasses. "What are you telling me, Marcus?"

Brody paused to moisten his lips and said in a hushed voice after a nervous glance at the open doorway behind him, "We think they're looking for... I mean, this is stuff of legends, but they're looking for, well... Aquilla's Flagbearer."

Indy widened his eyes. After a long inhale and a bit of silence, he breathed out and said, "Marcus, that is stuff of legends. How do you expect me to find it? Especially if the Wizards of the Coast are looking for it too?"

Brody merely allowed the ghost of a smile to play upon his face and said, "I have faith in you, Doctor Jones. You haven't let me down before. I'll get you your tickets for French Indochina by the end of the week. Good day to you." And with that, Marcus Brody left the room, closing the door with a quick little snap, his footsteps echoing faintly down the empty corridor.

Indy whistled to himself and opened his drawer. Inside were is special collection of all of the other Flagbearers... there was Laglor, and Sir Gilbert, and Ornak laying upsider-down... Acolarh and Hatamato Taro... but Jones couldn't believe that, if he was successful, he could recover and put to public view the stuff of legends... the sixth Flagbearer... Aquilla's Flagbearer.

He sat back up in his chair after placing the figures carefully back in the door. "The Wizards of the Coast cannot defile Heroscape's good name any longer," he said to himself. He reached under his chair and put on his trademark fedora. "Jones, looks like you've got another treasure to recover, and this time it ain't Nazis you're goin' up against." Indy sat still for a few minutes, thinking, before he stood up, dusted off his hat, and left the room, turning off the lights behind him.

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[bumper15]

Don't forget Valkrill's flagbearer, although that one isn't yet a legend.

I really like your creativity in this, keep it coming!

[The Deadliest Warrior]

Also, just so you all know, French Indochina is modern-day Vietnam.

[The Deadliest Warrior]

Feedback is appreciated!

Please?

[Kaiser Cat]

Originally Posted by bumper15

Don't forget Valkrill's flagbearer, although that one isn't yet a legend.

I really like your creativity in this, keep it coming!

And Kaiser must throw in the obligatory Valkrill Sucks.

Great story, TDW.