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A Legacy of Courage, a Word that Changed a People.... Forever
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The History Behind a Legacy
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The word "boof," is a legacy to those people who are worthy to use it in there everyday lives. It all started when my friend Nick (BoofMaster) and I were sitting on my front porch about three years ago. I don't know how he came up with it, why he came up with it, or how that word had even crossed his mind. But it did. And since then it has been used to describe many things. The creator of this profound word was suprised at the rate of popularity this word brought on. He took it upon himself to embrace it, and teach people around the world the ways of "boof." Nick, in deep thought about how he can spread the word to other people and nations, decided that a name was to be given to himself and his deciples. Thus was born, "The BoofMaster Flex." It was a name that would capture the attention of people everywhere. Other names were made too. I myself was known as, "The Son of the BoofMaster." He gave me his trust that even after he passes away, to never let "boof" fall into the hands of evil. And to keep the nations with an alternative to the daily boring language. But, even with the protection of the greatest of followers, Evil found a way.
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They say that no one thing can be protected from evil forever. There was a rising force of opposing people. A virus among a perfect creation. And even though the people of this world have embraced beyonf our wildest dreams, we could not break the streak of bad fortune which comes with all good things. These people were known as, "The Wolf Clan." This terrorist group of evil lurked among all of us. They ate our food, drank our water, and worst of all, seduced us into darkness. The events behind this are the worst ever recorded in "boof" history. Before the impurities arose, a rogue group of wanderers were attempting to seek out this word and find meaning for it in their lives. We took them in with the knowledge that another group of lost souls were in need of a better life. However, what should have been another teaching turned out to be something of a different nature. These people were different in some way. They were different from other people. Sort of like, they were more interested in the protectors than in the word. We found nothing to be a cause for concern as we grew closer to this group. Along the way though, the BoofMaster became involved with one of the rogues. Her name, which will forever haunt us all, was Ashlee. She was one of the more powerful in the group. She was controlling, and yet, mysterious. BMF was captured... Corruption. Complete and total annihilation of the word, "boof." When Ashlee had the BoofMaster in her grasp, he was powerless to control. Wars waged as the followers of the Wolf Clan spread amongest the lands and corrupted every mind and body until the people of the nations cried out in one large voice. And suddenly, silence. Presumably every last one of the BoofMasters followers were destroyed. Their minds were brainwashed, twisted with thoughts of mindless hate and greed. The Wolf Clan soon reigned as the supreme force on our world. These were known as, "The Dark Times." A period of one year where the world had been rid of all happiness and expression. The skies were black, streaked with gray as the blanket of darkness covered the earth. But there were tales and rumors that a small band of survivors who were to have supposedly resurfaced. And on the darkest of nights... they did.
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The Dark Empire
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The Resurfacing
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The land was empty. All the people of the land had scattered for shelter as the final battle between good and evil was to take place. The dark clouds began to part as the warriors of good came to the main land to finish off what had been the most outgoing display of evil the world has ever seen. On a hill in front of them were the sillohettes of about eight people. The Wolf Clan. Now it was time. One man walked forward from the freedom fighters towards the Wolf Clan. Lightning flashed across the torn sky and struck the ground all around him. The fire spread quickly and soon everything was on fire. The one warrior looked up. It was the BoofMaster. He gripped his sword at his side with his head slightly downward. He made an offer to the Wolf Clan. "You people have been spawned from the depths of hell and brought on to this earth. You've done your worst, and now, I am making you an offer. Join us or be destroyed." The Wolf Clan denied him and disregarded his offer. He quietly replied, "and now... your fate has been chosen." He slowly walked back to his position and stood among the others. The BoofMaster's eyes were lit up with the fire that surrounded them. And then, he drew his weapon. The two groups ran at each and clashed with the sound of metal on metal and yells of anger, bringing sound to an otherwise quiet world. The fire burned out of control as the lightning storm continued over them. The heat was almost un-bearable. But they fought on. When the fight had reached it's climax, it was one on one. BoofMaster wiped his sword off as he approached The Wolf Clan's lone survivor. It was Ashlee. She drew her sword as he walked calmly toward her. She struck first. The two of them fought like they never had before. Both of them were on the edge of a cliff as they struck over and over. The BoofMaster, got her in an impossible position as he knocked her sword out of her hands. BoofMaster stood there with his sword pointed at her. However, Ashlee wasn't finished. In a very quick move she slipped a knife out of her sleeve and dove at the BoofMaster and tackled him. Ashlee stabbed his chest. She screamed at him, "And now, I finish you for good Coward!!" Lightning flashed across the sky behind them. "No..." BoofMaster rasped, "my... name... is... Nick..." Nick took his legs and kicked Ashlee off of him. She stumbled off to the edge. Nick gripped his sword and with one quick movement, he ended her reign of terror. Light soon returned to a world covered in black, and the clouds left leaving a blue sky behind. The word "boof" was quickly restored as an international way of freedom and liberty. However, evil left it's mark. The land was torn, scarred by what the Wolf Clan had done. But by the people binding together and beginning a new, bigger era of "boof," the land was restored to it's rightful state. And the BoofMaster, reigns again.
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