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Binkles the Frog

Quote from Leeodin

“Come gather people of Tristram and listen to a tale, the hero we know, as Binkles…”

A frog of might, a heroic delight;
Binkles’ the Demon Slayer.

He is a legend about this place;
Fighting hellish minions for all.
He has the strength of an epic mace;
and his croak blows holes in walls.

He hops about town licking enemies to the ground;
Binkles’ the Demon Slayer.

Some say a man hidden from sight;
well others a frog with demonic blood.
One thing we know, he murders with delight;
And brings a curse upon the evil crud.

Protects us and heals, kills with skill;
Binkles’ the Demon Slayer.

A masked hero working for good;
seeking no reward or fame.
Punishing those that brings the flood
of evil that comes from hell’s domain.

Our Streets are safe; Thanks to our saviour;
Binkles’ the Demon Slayer.
A champion forever, a hero of the night;
Binkle’s the Demon Slayer.

A song from a travelling musician...

Quote from Jaelzadeon

I'm not good at writing stories. I always get ideas in my head, but have no idea how to really put them together to make them sound as cool as I think they are. Anyway, I'm not going to pass up a chance for a Diablo III beta key, so here's my attempt.

The origin of Binkles the frog -


"You scum!"

"Darling, please, it's not what you think..."

Of course it's what you think, it's always just what you think. Your asshole husband in bed with another woman - it's exactly what it looks like, exactly what you think it is.

The strange woman gets up out of the bed and hurries out of the room, naked, with nothing covering her except for a cloud of embarrassment.

You eye your husband as if you're about to straddle him and pierce his heart with a poison dagger.

What the hell was he thinking? He vowed to stay faithful to you for all eternity.

Now this? What happened to what you once shared...


You met him when you were barely an adult, out in the world on your own for the first time, doing what you felt was right to help humanity. You had gotten yourself into a little trouble, and he was there, he helped you out. He was your hero.

Your hero. This is your hero?

At that time, he didn't quite understand you. You explained to him that you were a witch doctor, you dealt with spirits, voodoo, poisons, but he didn't understand any of it.

Despite differences, however, the two of you fell in love. You complemented each other well in battle with anything that came against you. The two of you promised to spend your life together, forever. Always together, until the very end.


"What were you thinking?" You cry, rage in your voice. "What of our promise?"

"We still have our promise..." He stammers, "We're-We will still be together. She was nothing, just- We'll always be together, my dear..."


He was right, the two of you would always be together. In one swift motion you jump atop him, your hand coming up to his neck. You smell the sweat stench from the strange woman on him and you do not hesitate. Where your hand was placed on his neck, it's now the sharp end of a dart, slowly pumping dark liquid into his veins.

"What was that?! What did you..." He's grabbing desperately at the object sticking out of his neck.

You stand up tall over him. "You're right, my dear." You grin. "We will be together until the end. But I won't have you in bed with every harlot that comes into town."

He starts to shake his head, but suddenly pain takes over his entire body. His limbs start to transform, smaller at first, then elongated, with webbing between each digit. His body shrinks, his skin turns smooth and the colour changes. His neck is replaced by a large jaw, and his eyes grow big and round.

All that sits in front of you in the blankets thrown about the bed is a small frog.

You pick him up, and pat him gently.

"Yes, my dear. We will always fight together."

Quote from dnavarre

Binkles the Frog. That was his new name, and he had better get used to it. Diablo had chosen to return in the most obvious way possible, in a comet, in order to instill terror in peoples all around. Mephisto, however, had wanted to come back in a more covert way. Mephisto, the Lord of Hatred, had returned as the most hated thing of all--a simple mosquito. His plan had been to invade and take over the body of a human--perhaps a certain Necromancer that had gotten lucky years before--but alas, it was not meant to be.

Upon his first night of return in Sanctuary, in the swampy woods of Kurast, he had encountered his first problem. The angel-demon offspring had found a deep magic to disguise themselves...they called this magic "repellent" and kept it contained in impenetrable bottles of all shapes in sizes. For a week, Mophistosquito hovered around the village of the Kurast Docks, waiting for the invisibility spray to wear off, hoping he would by chance run into the fiendish creatures. By the time the seven days were over, he felt age getting to him, as if he had lived half a lifetime. Mophistosquito knew then that time was running short.

He worked faster, spreading out further as his hope failed. And then he saw it: a human male, emerging from an outhouse--the evil magic had been overriden by some other smell, highlighting him! Mophistosquito charged, needle-nose extended as much as possible. But his greatest challenge awaited him. A creature many times his size and weight, rippling with an odd skin, pounced in front of his path. A frog, green to blend in with the swamp, had wandered into town. Mophistosquito pulled back, trying to stop or avert his course, but it was too late. The tongue lashed out and wrapped around his outstretched nose, pulling him in to the beast's mouth. He tried to struggle, only to puncture the frog's throat with his needle. Instead of blood pouring in, Mophistosquito was sucked out. The frog's green coloring became tainted, becoming more yellow.

Mephrog was born, but it was not over yet. The human had reached him and was bending over. Mephrog's body quivered with rage and fear--he was in no state to fight!

"Yes, you'll do quite nicely," the man said. "Come, I take care of you. You Binkles. Binkles the Frog. I Witch Doctor and we have much fight to do. Oh, yes, many demons come and Doctor and Frog must unite in battle."

And so Binkles the Frog was born...or reborn. Whatever.