Vibrant golden colored hues enchantingly shimmered off the fabled brick road leading towards the Emerald City and its imperial palace. Love birds tweeted their romantic melodies while the other woodland creatures frolicked and played along crystal clear streams and over-sized mushrooms blooming with color. But further down thoroughfare, the sun had dare not shine in quite some time. The golden laced walkway had corroded, as if infected by sorrow, the woods had sinisterly morphed into an unrecognizable forest of fear.
And yet, perhaps the most terrifying metamorphosis, had befallen the illustrious Emerald Kingdom as even the Wonderful Wizard had been unable to defend his castle against the mounting forces of the Voodoo Viper, Jabari Vaillancourt. Who's visual reign of terror could best be examined through the so called, "Gnome Garden" lining either side of the former yellow brick road. For there, impaled upon exaggeratedly long pikes, moaned several unlucky munchkins. Captured, tortured, and eventually perforated through their central body mass by decree of the self-appointed ruler of Oz, Jabari.
Inside, snaked sideways across the arm rests of the king's throne, the deplorable violator lay, feet lackadaisically hung over the sides while he read"☠Wha dis? Poison appahs and candy housahs? I need reaaaal magic." unceremoniously tossing the leather bound codex over his head before taking a massive bite out of a shinny red apple. Obnoxiously draped in a myriad of gold chains, rings, and even a crown, which partially rested on the side of his bald head, looking every bit the cartoonish figure, the svenomous Vaillancourt disinterestedly waved his metal clanking hand. Silently commanding his requisitioned army to bring forth the prisoner.
Bursting through the massive double green doors and into the royal throne room, the chained Wizard of Oz was marched and brought to his knees in front of the mystical malcontent. Bloody, beaten, and defeated, the poor wizard of storied renowned could barely left his head, so Jabari did it for him. Digging the elongated nail of his pinky underneath the magician's chin in order to elevate his eye-line before demanding, "☠I grow tiahd of dis wizahd. You will tell me what I want to know, and soon." bass filled cadence enunciated with authoritative demand. "☠Or I will continah'ta build my glorious gardahn wit dee little peopahl." extending his arms high above his head with joyous illustration. "☠Now dhen, where it iz? Where is dee box? Dee box of Pandora........."