The Great Royal Rumble in the Sky

Ulfric and Rollo were trying to make sense of a strange vehicle. It had recently arrived at the Valhalla stables. The two ancient warriors had been here for centuries. This new vehicle made no sense to them.

"What sort of carriage did you say this is, Rollo?"

"He called it a Corvette," the other Einherjar responded.

"I see no way to yoke beasts to it."

"It moves under its own power."

Ulfric was curious. "A horseless carriage? Is that some kind of magic?"

"I have no idea, brother. I only know that it roars like thunder."

"Tell me more about this new arrival."

"Well," Rollo began, "he arrived just today..."

 

Hulk Hogan's red Corvette came speeding over the Bifrost. Rick Derringer's Real American blasted from the speakers. Hulk felt better than ever, but he could swear he was just in a hospital bed. Was this a dream?

He picked up a woman on the way. She called herself Val Kerry or something. She liked to wear armor, which was rad. He didn't know where to go, but she did. "This way?" he asked. She nodded yes. There was a big wooden hall up ahead. Very big. Apparently, that was the place to be if you liked partying and fighting. That sounded good to him.

They parked and Val brought him to the entrance. From the sounds of it, this place was invite-only and she was his ticket to get in. The massive wooden doors swung wide open. Hulk looked around. There were a lot of tough looking dudes in there. He took off his sunglasses and sized up the competition.

 

"What happened then?" Ulfric asked.

"He challenged us. He asked us to build a ring for a 30 man match. Every 90 seconds a new fighter would enter. The objective is to throw the others out of the ring, and the last man standing wins."

"What was this event called?"

"A Royal Rumble," Rollo answered.

This was starting to pique Ulfric's interest. "Did anyone accept the challenge?"

"Aye," Rollo answered. "Thor himself ordered the construction of the ring!"

Ulfric couldn't help but let a broad grin creep onto his face. "This newcomer. I like him."

"Aye," Rollo responded. They clinked their drinking horns together.

"Hail."

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