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...Or Maybe Midgets 3 / 10
This one's more or less canon for Time Bandits
3 - Castiglione, 1796
France is conquering Europe, thousands of widows and orphans cry for justice. It should be the golden age of vengeance, except...
"We can't kill Napoleon," says Halfreck. "Lord D'Hoffryn's orders. He has to spread chaos and disaster first."
"Can we at least hurt him?" asks Anyanka.
"Nope.
"Well that sucks. What about minor problems? Bad luck, theft, things like that?"
"Hmmm.... D'Hoffryn didn't say not to..."
They both concentrate. Reality twists and shifts, six thieves and a scared boy plummet from the sky outside the town.
"Not quite what I had in mind," says Anyanka, "but they'll have to do."
3 - Castiglione, 1796
France is conquering Europe, thousands of widows and orphans cry for justice. It should be the golden age of vengeance, except...
"We can't kill Napoleon," says Halfreck. "Lord D'Hoffryn's orders. He has to spread chaos and disaster first."
"Can we at least hurt him?" asks Anyanka.
"Nope.
"Well that sucks. What about minor problems? Bad luck, theft, things like that?"
"Hmmm.... D'Hoffryn didn't say not to..."
They both concentrate. Reality twists and shifts, six thieves and a scared boy plummet from the sky outside the town.
"Not quite what I had in mind," says Anyanka, "but they'll have to do."
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