Bardman Returns High above the city streets streaks a vigilante dressed in bright colors. He is the hero of harmony, none other than Bardman! Swinging from rooftop to rooftop with his trusty accordion grappling hook, the faint chords it plays echo through the night, allowing all good citizens to rest peacefully, knowing that the masked minstrel is watching over them. But for evil-doers everywhere, they are notes of discontent, marking the progress of their most hated foe. They hide in their dark holes, fearing that the defender of truth, justice and the musical way will descend upon them once more. All, that is, save one! For out in the darkness tonight comes a familiar beacon, requesting the aid of Bardman to solve a dilemma most troubling. In the sky above flashes the shape of a harp and down below Bardman catches the plea for help. - The Bard Signal! Fret no more, for I am on my way! And so his incredible pace quickened, bringing him to the roof of the Security Head Quarters... - It is I, Bardman! - Thank goodness, you have arrived in time my friend! - I always do - Yes, well, I have summoned you to regale you in a matter of utmost importance - Than speak, Chancellor, and I will do my best to solve the dilemma - Don't be overconfident, you have been singled out this time - Why, what dost thou imply? - We received an anonymous note today... perhaps you should look at it yourself - By all means - "Dear Stinkheads. If Bardman isn't at the old warehouse by midnight I will paint your portraits. Signed: The Deadly Brush" - That seems not to be a grave threat, Chancellor - So we believed, at first. However... - ... I showed them what I could do! - The Deadly Brush, I presume - Bardman! *girlish giggle* - Thou art amused? - Ahem. I've waited a long time to finally meet you, Bardman - Thou hast my attention. Speak now, what is this all about? - Just a demonstration to get your attention... Hwazzah! *paints the Chancellor's portrait* - ROAR! - Bardman, help! *hides behind Bardman* - What manner of sorcery be this?? - Ka-haha! See you soon, BM! *dashes away* - Growl! *swipes at Bardman* - *leaps out of the way* Fiendish doppelganger, thou shalt feel my wrath! *alights on the edge of the roof* - Rar! *stalks towards Bardman* - Hmph, thou may appear as the Chancellor... but thou lack the brains! *flips over the painted Chancellor and kicks it in the back of the head* - Grwah? *teeters on the edge of the roof and falls off* - Bardman, thank you! - It's not over yet, Chancellor. I shall go to the warehouse and end the terror of this 'Deadly Brush' So saying, Bardman leapt from the roof and swung once more through the night. Soon he came to the warehouse, the hideout of his newest foe... - Right on time. Well Bardman, I see the Chancellor was no match for you, but how about... THIS?! - Let's get spoony! - Dost thou believe any duplicate can match up to the original? I shall defeat this creation as surely as I will defeat thee! - So you say, but know that this painting contains more than just your image. It is exact, a perfect recreation of your fighting skills! - A likely story - Knave, you doubt the power of my mistress? Taste the cold steel of my sharps! *hurls razor-edged sharps at Bardman* - *barely dodges the attack* Hmm... impressive... A foe as equally skilled as our hero has arrived, guided by the malicious hand of an unknown enemy. Will our hero survive? Has he a chance to gain the upperhand in this stacked fight? Tune in next time! Same Bard time! Same Bard channel!
High above the city streets streaks a vigilante dressed in bright colors. He is the hero of harmony, none other than Bardman! Swinging from rooftop to rooftop with his trusty accordion grappling hook, the faint chords it plays echo through the night, allowing all good citizens to rest peacefully, knowing that the masked minstrel is watching over them. But for evil-doers everywhere, they are notes of discontent, marking the progress of their most hated foe. They hide in their dark holes, fearing that the defender of truth, justice and the musical way will descend upon them once more. All, that is, save one! For out in the darkness tonight comes a familiar beacon, requesting the aid of Bardman to solve a dilemma most troubling. In the sky above flashes the shape of a harp and down below Bardman catches the plea for help.
- The Bard Signal! Fret no more, for I am on my way!
And so his incredible pace quickened, bringing him to the roof of the Security Head Quarters...
- It is I, Bardman!
- Thank goodness, you have arrived in time my friend!
- I always do
- Yes, well, I have summoned you to regale you in a matter of utmost importance
- Than speak, Chancellor, and I will do my best to solve the dilemma
- Don't be overconfident, you have been singled out this time
- Why, what dost thou imply?
- We received an anonymous note today... perhaps you should look at it yourself
- By all means
- "Dear Stinkheads. If Bardman isn't at the old warehouse by midnight I will paint your portraits. Signed: The Deadly Brush"
- That seems not to be a grave threat, Chancellor
- So we believed, at first. However...
- ... I showed them what I could do!
- The Deadly Brush, I presume
- Bardman! *girlish giggle*
- Thou art amused?
- Ahem. I've waited a long time to finally meet you, Bardman
- Thou hast my attention. Speak now, what is this all about?
- Just a demonstration to get your attention... Hwazzah! *paints the Chancellor's portrait*
- ROAR!
- Bardman, help! *hides behind Bardman*
- What manner of sorcery be this??
- Ka-haha! See you soon, BM! *dashes away*
- Growl! *swipes at Bardman*
- *leaps out of the way* Fiendish doppelganger, thou shalt feel my wrath! *alights on the edge of the roof*
- Rar! *stalks towards Bardman*
- Hmph, thou may appear as the Chancellor... but thou lack the brains! *flips over the painted Chancellor and kicks it in the back of the head*
- Grwah? *teeters on the edge of the roof and falls off*
- Bardman, thank you!
- It's not over yet, Chancellor. I shall go to the warehouse and end the terror of this 'Deadly Brush'
So saying, Bardman leapt from the roof and swung once more through the night. Soon he came to the warehouse, the hideout of his newest foe...
- Right on time. Well Bardman, I see the Chancellor was no match for you, but how about... THIS?!
- Let's get spoony!
- Dost thou believe any duplicate can match up to the original? I shall defeat this creation as surely as I will defeat thee!
- So you say, but know that this painting contains more than just your image. It is exact, a perfect recreation of your fighting skills!
- A likely story
- Knave, you doubt the power of my mistress? Taste the cold steel of my sharps! *hurls razor-edged sharps at Bardman*
- *barely dodges the attack* Hmm... impressive...
A foe as equally skilled as our hero has arrived, guided by the malicious hand of an unknown enemy. Will our hero survive? Has he a chance to gain the upperhand in this stacked fight? Tune in next time! Same Bard time! Same Bard channel!
