A/n some one got stranded on a desert island…
I'm really tired of waiting, sooo….
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Disclaimer: I don't own the Inheritance cycle, desert islands, Wanted (awesome movie!) that… stranded movie with Wilson the volley ball, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Don't mess with the Zohan (I watched a lot of movies over thanksgiving break), red bull, and…Target. That's right, Target.
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Eragon: Wha? What's going on?
Silence: *silence*
Eragon: … who are u?
Silence: *silence*
Eragon: Ah, your names silence. Funny.
Silence: *silence*
Eragon: What ever… *gets up* well, I'm not dead any more…
Silence: *silence*
Eragon: Will you stop doing that!
*silence*
Eragon: …
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Matthew: Ah… peace and quiet.
Murtagh: Matt! Have you seen Eragon lately?
Matthew: uh… no, I haven't. Why?
Murtagh: *hold up bow* target practice. *runs off*
Matthew: Strange…
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Eragon: Hmmm… I appear to be on a dessert island…
Eragon: oh look! A rock! I'll name it… Ethan.
A/n sorry to all the Ethans out there…
Eragon: Well Ethan, we both appear to be on a dessert island.
Ethan:
Eragon: What's that, oh. Your right. Desert island. I forgot the rule. Since dessert is good, you want more of it, so double the s's
Ethan:
Eragon: Oh, shut up.
Silence: *silence*
Eragon: You shut up too.
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Murtagh has been looking for a good target to shoot at, when he comes upon an old castle.
Murtagh: Hmmm…. HELLO?
Arya: Hi!
Murtagh: what are you doing up there?
Arya: We're a textile factory!
Murtagh: When d'ya start making carpets?
Arya: …1,000 years ago…
Murtagh: right…
Arya: we also kill people a giant loom tells us about.
Murtagh: ok… *cough*weird*cough*
Arya: come on, we'll train you!
Murtagh: ok. I'm bored.
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Eragon: ok, I have a fire in a cave. I kno how to catch fish. I can live here 4evah!
Ethan:
Eragon: It's not my fault I talk like tis. Matthew made me eat a mushroom.
Ethan:
Eragon: Oh, what do you kno. You're just a rock.
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Murtagh: so, where to first?
Arya: the repairman…
Murtagh: what's he do?
Vanir: I fix bad habits…
Murtagh… okay… you people have strange lines.
Vanir: Get in the chair.
Murtagh: *gets in chair*
Vanir: Now put your hands behind your back. Good, good… *ties them*
Murtagh: Now what?
Vanir: okay, now I ask… Why are you here?
Murtagh: cause I want to be a super assassin?
Vanir: …no.*punch*
Murtagh: …
Vanir: Why are you here?
Murtagh: I want to be a super assassin.
Vanir: *punch punch punch punch*
Murtagh: Why you do this? I feel no pain.
Vanir *breathing deeply* whatever… just go to Sloan.
Murtagh: The head guy?
Vanir: no… the knife guy.
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Eragon: you want your fish grilled or fried?
Ethan:
Eragon: Grilled it is!
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Murtagh: hmm… nice *big* meat.
Sloan: Yes… I'm the knife guy…
Murtagh: I see…
Sloan: You see, knifes are better then guns… they don't run out of bullets…
Murtagh: I know. That why I carry these. *shows an arsenal of knifes in his pants and and boots and cloak*
Sloan: ehh… so any way… you take the knife… no push in, like this.
Murtagh: Whoa! I could hurt you!
Sloan: no, no… just, thrust, like this.
Murtagh: no… you could get hurt.
Sloan: Ahhh… you're a pussy.
Murtagh: I'm not a pussy!
Sloan: pussy
Murtagh: not a pussy!
Sloan: PUSSY!
Murtagh: I'm NOT A PUSSY! *lunge*
Sloan: hah! *tries to dis-arm, fails* *shink* ugh… *dead*
Murtagh: … I told him he could get hurt.
Arya: *eye twitching*
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Eragon: Well… do you think we should try to get off?
Ethan:
Eragon: well you're no help.
Silence: *silence*
Eragon: hmmm…
Eragon: I'm going to go look around the island. C'mon Ethan.
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Arya: now, target practice.
Murtagh: finally!
Arya: *presses button*
Murtagh: huh?
A giant, dead pig is blocking the target.
Arya: shoot the target.
Murtagh: what? Am I supposed to shoot through Wilbur?
Arya: curve the arrow.
Murtagh: … ya! *twang*
*thump*
Wilbur: *ow…*
Murtagh: it's impossible.
Arya: hmm… *steps in front of Wilbur* Shoot the target.
Murtagh: naw… hya! *twang*
Arrow: *woooosh!*
Thunk!
Arya: …ow… *dead* *arrow in her head*
Murtagh: c'mon! get up! It's merely a flesh wound!
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Eragon: *digging* what's this? *holds up a Red Bull can*
Ethan:
Eragon: yes, I kno it's red bull. Well, I'm not thirsty. *dumps into ocean*
Ethan: !
Eragon: What! Red bull gives you wings?!?
Fish: yea it does! *flies off*
Eragon: …crap.
Ethan:
Eragon: I hate u too.
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Murtagh: Hey Matthew!
Matthew: what?
Murtagh: Can you say, "Arya and Sloan are alive"?
Matthew: You killed them?!?
Murtagh: uh… no.
Matthew: what ever. I won't ask. Arya and Sloan are alive.
*Revival!*
Murtagh: Thanks!
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Eragon: uh… all the fish flew away… no more food… hungry…
Ethan:
Eragon: well, you could have told me sooner.
Ethan:
Eragon: What? You hear something?
I don't know…
Eragon: yea… I hear something too…
Why you say good bye…
Ethan:
I say hello.
Ethan:
Hello, hello!
Eragon: you're right! It's a Target!
I don't know why you say good bye, I say hello. Hello, hello!
Eragon: we're saved!!!! Discount merchandise!
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A/n and that ends this chapter. Is the Target all that it seems? Will Murtagh become a super assassin?
Well maybe if you review, you would find out sooner! Remember! Next review gets character! Along with the tenth review. TWO CHANCES!!!! Wow. So send in your reviews!