I approach the princess. "Princess - what's going on? We'd like to help you; what help do you require? This shit seems pretty fucked up right here. Is this guy," pointing to the short-bus-mule-keeper, "with you?"
I don't know about the chums or the amazons - they both seem a little too hard-core for me. Maybe they've lost sight of the important stuff - keeping princesses all princessy and not juiced or in danger - in their quests for glory or what-not.
Is anyone here a lycanthrope?
Labels: lycanthrope, Princess in trouble, short-bus