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Toby

Once it was a boy. He was named Toby. He was named after some member of the Brutto Family, most likely after Toby Brutto.
Toby had a Master. The Masters Name was Toby. *

*to make this as simple as possible, we name them Toby(the boy, and Toby Brutto(only named once))

Toby B found Toby on his doorstep late ni the 1390s.
Toby was adopted by the Bruttos. He was raised in Ma `haan, The city of Evil Magicians and Sorcerers.

From the age of 9 months, Toby fed the lil' boy a certain kind of food called "Gaano".
The Gaano turned Toby into some kind of Human Crow. Ha had Large, dirty wings and a long nebb.

Nebb like a razor.

One day Toby started to crawe the Gaano, and eventually his mind was all about geting the G.
He did not have a mind of his own, he only crawed Gaano from different parts of the universe.

Brutto fed Toby the midiceine every day. He would say
"Yeees, come here, drink iyt, drink the magical drink"
and then it was impossible for him to resist.

But as all regular hapenings, this have been challenged by the course of tide.
During an party, for celebrating The Birth of The Four, Toby started to ask the Brutto an awful lot of questions about the magical potion.
"Brutto, why is it that I crawe these potions so much.. my nebb is getting more and more disapproaving to the directions of Enjoyment of Fluid tonight, like it has to know EXACTLY what the purpose is, of it ALL, in way."
Brutto had more and more difficulties of answering, and as the facts about the magical potion little by little showed its true face, you could see Toby's nebb was morphing into what had been there before, yes, a nose.. A turtle kind of nose, it was.

" I will keep this appearance as my icon to you, for worshipping of you. Know ye all that it is a scripture of Acknowledgement and Salvation." Toby said.

Krokkleiva forest myth # 2

Most Deadly Butterfly Ever

The Pink Viper Striking Butterfly of Death is the most deadly of all butterflies. It is known to fly about 9000 km up in the air - diving from there it reaches an incredible speed, too fast to measure by human technology, piercing straight through the head. It happens so fast that the human actually is alive for 9 seconds after the incident, despite the fact that ones brain has been penetrated. When Rigor Mortis has occured, the butterfly feasts on the human brains.

Krokkleiva forest myth #

Legend of Toby the Fish

In a lake deep inside the tightest parts of the forests lives a Fish.

This Fish is not like other fishes, because its brain has evolved beyond the borders of marine evolution.

It is as old as time itself, and have survived everything from earthquakes to nuclear blasts.

No one knows why or how this fish is so sneaky, to live that long and to withstand everything that has happened in the entire history of the earth - it's truly astonishing and has made it a legend, not only to man, but also to other fish and mammals generally.

At all time it have two smaller fishes to carry his flute.
Yes, it has a flute.
Maybe this is a magical flute, then again maybe not.
At all time, two smaller fish likes to carry his flute in front of him, making it pretty easy for him to access the flute if he feels like fluting away.

The Fish likes to blow this flute, to make sounds appear in water, and the sound that leaves the Fish and penetrates the water is so beautiful that one would become blind if one could see sound as an element.

The Fish is called Toby, named by the few forestmen that have encountered it.
They have been fishing in its lake, but when they hear Toby plays his Flute, something has happened that made them swallow whole boxes of fish-hooks along with their entire boxes containing dirt and bait; worms and maggots. That is why Toby the Fish is a Lakekeeper, and no one dares go fishing there, despite the fact that it contains over 16 00 million fishies.

As mentioned, two fishes are always around to carry Toby's flute.
It is considered a great honour, as every fish and seastar in the lake has great respect for Toby.
The two best fishes in the lake would carry the flute for their entire life, then passing their duty onto their offspring just 9 seconds before they die.

Generations of flute-carriers have co-existed with Toby, hanging around and living for one thing only, to carry the Flute for Him Who Keeps the Lake Safe from Human Intrusion.

Den Store Dagen

Endeleg var dagen der! Dagen han hadde sett fram til i laang tid. Han hadde førebudd seg godt, kom ikkje der! Og no var han klar..

Det var nemleg i dag dei fikk att engelsktentamen! Han var heilt viss på å få "S", minst. Han hadde jo tross alt førebudd seg i fire veker i forvegen. Han fekk elektriske spasmar over heile kroppen når han tenkte på dette. Tenk det a! Ess Jess, tenkte han, og humra for seg sjølv.

På bussen til skolen satt han og tenkte på det heile tida. Fleire snake til han, men han ensa det ikke. Dette resulterte i buksevatn og døyping i pisserenna. Men dette syntes Arild var heilt okei, for han kom jo til å få S(!) på engelsktentamen.

På skolen. Fjerde time. Engelsk. Oboy, oboy, oboy! Det verste som kunne hende var at han fekk S-, men sjølv det var heilt usannsynleg.
Så fekk han den.
Han syntest det likna ein slags heilag bibelrull, eller noko liknande.
"Bra, Arild." sa læraren idet han leverte prøva.
Arild stirra på han.

Det begynte å skumme rundt munnen hans. "Gledesfråde", kalla han det.
Litt sikkel rann ned på arka, men Arild var snar med å tørke det opp.
Han var på tre sider, engelsktentamen.
Første side, ingen feil.
Andre side, ingen feil.
Tredje side, ing.. to feil?!
Kva inn i gamperæva var dette for noko?!
Arild forøkte å roe seg ned.
Ja, ja, to feil. Han fekk no S allikevel. Eller..
Arild snudde prøva og så på karakteren.. G+

Han begynte å riste. Først skalv han på hendene, så knea og til slutt rista heile forbaska kroppen.
Nå fråda han også, men dette var definitivt ikkje "gledesfråde". Så avgjort ikkje. Han blei heilt raud i toppen og Arild følte at han måtte skrike. Da sa læraren;
"Husk no endeleg å vere stille mens dei andre har tentamen. Dei sit i rommet vil siden av og vil nødig bli forstyrra..."
Ta det med ro, tenkte Arildfor seg sjølv. Dette klarar du, ha full kontroll no. Må tenke på alt det fine i verda... blomar, bananar, fredsprisar, Beat for Beat... G+, G+, G+!

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGH!!!"
To vindauge knuste og blod spruta ut av øyra til sidekameraten.
Læraren:
"Men Arild, kva feiler det deg?"
"Tidsmaskin! Eg må laga ein tidsmaskin!"

Arild døyde av ein overdose Heroin og Amfetamin den 21. oktober 1996.

The Evil Granny

One Day Billy and his granny, Edna, decided to go to the zoo - Billy brought his dog Snoopy. On the way to the zoo, Edna stopped and talked to a lady she had met before. The lady was walking with her baby. Billy pretended that he was playing with the baby, but when the lady looked another way, he stole the babys fingerstall and playing-thingies.

The first thing they saw in the zoo was the monkeys.
"Can I have a monkey, granny?" Billy asked.
"We'll see after we've put Snoopy to death". answered Edna.
Billy started to cry, but Edna hit him until he stopped.

After a while, Billy saw an ice-cream stand.
"Can I have one, granny, can I, can I?!?"
Edna didn't want Billy to tell his parents about the beating, so she stole an ice cream from one of the kids in the park and gave it to Billy. It was wet with kiddie-slime but he didn't notice.

Suddenly a large dog came over to them.
"Hide you ice-cream, Billy! And DON'T touch that cur!"
But when Billy hid his ice cream behind his back, his cute little dog, Snoopy, ate the ice cream.
When Billy saw this he started to cry again.
"Shut up!" Edna shouted.
"That did only happen because you're a stupid and creepy boy! Just like that caterpillar over there!" She said and pointed out in the bushes.

They ate dinner in the park.
Suddenly Billy said;
" What does the sign say, granny?"
" I don't know," she answered, " I've forgotten my reading glasses."
But she knew what the sign said.
"DO NOT SIT ON THE GRASS".
But she didn't care.

After Billy hade been forced to bed, he had nightmares about all the things that'd happened that day.

Terrible Nightmares.

Myte om snutenes verden

Naturens Hevn

Det var en gang en mann som het Arthur.
Arthur var 46 år gammel og hadde masse skjegg.
Arthur var glad i dyr.
Om ettermiddagen pleide han å dra på jakt for å skyte seg et dyr eller to.
Noen ganger kastet han stein på dem i steden.
Etter at han hadde skutt dem/steinet dem, stoppet han dem ut og plasserte dem i stua.
På veggen i stua hang det vanvittig mange forskjellige slags dyrehoder.
Han hadde blant annet to elger, tre grevlinger, fire bjørner, seks beltedyr, og hele førtiåtte pungrotter.

Grunnen til at Arthur hadde begynt å skyte dyr var det få som visste om.
Han syntes nemlig at det var morro å berøre offrenes snuter.
Dyresnuter er nemlig våte og kalde, og Arthur fikk en slags berusende opplevelse når han tok eller gnidde på en skikkelig våt dyrenese.
Men den måtte være fersk, for etter en stund tørket snutene inn.
Derfor skjøt Arthur stadig nye dyr for å tilfredsstille sin umettelige hunger etter å berøre snuter.

En dag var Arthur i skikkelig jakthumør.
Alle snutene hans var tørket inn og det var flere timer siden Arthur hadde fått seg snute.
Så han drog avsted mot skogen, lykkelig uvitende om at denne dagen skulle forandre hans liv for alltid.
Arthur stod urørlig... hva var det han kunne skimte der borte?
En kanin?? Han bøyde seg forsiktig ned mot bakken og plukket opp en stor stein.. så pælma han den så hardt han kune rett mot dyrets hode.
Et knekk hørtes idet steinen traff dyret og trestammen bak ble tilsølt av blod.
"Æsj". Tenkte Arthur og gikk bort til dyret.
En hare!
Solen glinset i dyresnuten, og Arthur merket at han siklet. Han tok offeret med seg hjem, og tørket vekk blodet fra harepelsen mens han tygde på en kjeks.

Da han kom hjem vasket han haren på 40¤, for deretter å blåse alt han kunne inn i munnen pån - for å få ut unødvendige innvoller og sånt.
Nå var alt klart.
Han tente et stearinlys for å gjøre det ekstra koselig.
Så, sakte men sikkert, beveget han hånden sin mot snuten.
Ekstase!

Han lå og hvilte snuteluren sin da det plutselig ringte på døra.
Hvem kunne det være??
Han skulle til å åpne, men istedet ble den slengt i trynet pån, slik at han føyk rett inn i veggen bak ham!
"Grevlinger, skogsmus, ekorn... hvasomhelst... bare ikke en bendelorm."
I døråpningen kunne han skimte konturen av et enormt beltedyr.
Arthur pustet lettet ut.
Beltedyret strakte ut det ene benet, og holdt noe langt og slimete mellom tærne.
En bendelorm...
Arthur skjønte at spillet var over.

The Crazy Brutto Brothers and their insane mama

Krokkleiva is a very old and mysterious village up in the mountains covered with woods. These woods are older than time itself and it is said the trees there are the true Gods of the universe.

The trees there are so incredible great in numbers that it would take so much time to count them that the brain of a limitless man would explode by the very tought of trying to.

They posess great knowledge of what has been and what will come.

There are millions of stories originated from these forests, and probably, one way or another, every single myth in the universe has its outspring here.

This is one of the true ones.

Not many people live inside the forests because it is too mysterious to trust that you could live a life in there without encountering some sort of terrible fear.

But like chocolate, there are some people thats kinda nutty.

One of them is the Brutto Family.

There are only three known and seen members of the Bruttos. Two brothers and their mama.

The Brutto brothers can be heard howling in the night, imitating all sorts of animals. At first its kind of funny, but when you have heard them for a while, it will occur to you that this imitation of sounds never stops and probably have gone on forever, its very very frightening.

Two things is known about these animal imitations;

One: The elder and also largest brothers favorite sound is the sound of a Howler monkey.

Two: The younger brothers favorite sound is the sound of a scared Pygmy Marmoset baby.

The Brutto bros have been spotted nine times in the history of mankind. The first sight was reported waay back, in 1150-something.

The latest spotting was in 1999.

This alone tells us that we are dealing with a couple of very old Bruttos.

Their mama has been only spotted three times, every time she has been reported sitting on a tree stump, only to seemingly fade into the pattern of the tree stumps bark at the very same moment she was seen.

But above this, the main reason to avoid any of the Bruttos is the fact that their insane mama collects animal skin and sews it directly onto her sons naked bodies.

Each time they've been seen they have been wearing different types of animal skin, only revealing their faces. One could clearly see the stitches on their bodies with fresh blood emerging from the seam.

These are some of the facts that made their well-known namies;

The Crazy Brutto Brothers and Their Insane Mama.

Here is an old piece of ancient paper found in the woods in the late 1970s, illustrating their very sick and insane biddings:

One thing learned from this ancient scripture, is that even Jesus the Savior himself thinks the Bruttos are crazy. One can see him uttering the words; "crazy indeed", followed with a "!". It shows us that He Who is All-forgiving and tries to understand even the most cracked and malfunctioning of creatures, cannot bare their crazyness and must react in an oral outburst of dimensions.
Therefore; if your ways works so mysteriously that you stumble upon the Bruttos, it is safe to say that you should leave that place immediatly.