Sytt, you jerk! Oh, anarchic shuriken. Sure! I'll take those. Here's the dressing.
Heh heh...now just need some croutons. Hey, hurry up with the slaad or I'm taking the ax back. Tell ya what, I'll give you a bit o' extra time if ya give me some croutons as a deposit.
Sytt, you jerk! Oh, anarchic shuriken. Sure! I'll take those. Here's the dressing.
Heh heh...now just need some croutons. Hey, hurry up with the slaad or I'm taking the ax back. Tell ya what, I'll give you a bit o' extra time if ya give me some croutons as a deposit.
Sytt, you jerk! Oh, anarchic shuriken. Sure! I'll take those. Here's the dressing.
Heh heh...now just need some croutons. Hey, hurry up with the slaad or I'm taking the ax back. Tell ya what, I'll give you a bit o' extra time if ya give me some croutons as a deposit.
I've got croutons. Make me an offer.
"Alright. I'll give ya a, uh...huh. Okay, I'll give ya this cool rock I found if you give me croutons. The rock may or may not be a grey lodestone from 3rd edition.
Enough niceties. Slaadtown's been a breeding ground for bacteria for too long. I say it's time to put someone in the spinner. That's right. Time for a turf war.
No no no... you gotta get washed first, then go in the spinner.
And wouldn't it be a garden war? Slaadi don't come from turf. We come from gardens. See, this is what comes from being so old... you don't know anything cause you're going senile.
I come from a garden. You're imported from Mexico on a truck.
Nah, I'm organically grown. How do cows come from gardens?
Whoops. Avatar mishap. Let's try that again.
See, cows kinda trample everything they see. The only thing that could grow in a "cow garden" would be mushrooms (from the crap).
Ignore him, he's afraid of cows. Goblins provide excellent nutrients which, when combined with cow stomach acids, make them invulnerable. As such, cows are constantly attacking the sad creatures.
No, I'm afraid of horses. And dogs. But not cows. Cows are fat and tasty.
And all non-slaad, please go. This isn't a thread for the lawfuls/extraplanars (being not from the Maelstrom).
I'm sorry, at what point did goblins, Neutral Evil creatures, become anywhere close to being slaadi? ;)
Hey, slaadi. Anyone know where the ranch is? Though you better avoid it, Gark. It gots cows in it.
That was last post as Gark.
Begone, slaad-killers! And that means you, Dan Quayle! And the Pitchfork Salesman! And Slytt!
Slaad unite (even though that's a bit paradoxical...)!
Sytt, Lesser Yugoloth wrote:
The rock may or may not be a grey lodestone from 3rd edition.
Do you mean an ioun stone? Cause I hear they're great as currency on Golarion.
If you kill slaadi, we come back twice as strong... or is it twice as many... or twice as chaotic? Or maybe twice as uncertain...?
Sytt, you jerk! Oh, anarchic shuriken. Sure! I'll take those. Here's the dressing.
Heh heh...now just need some croutons. Hey, hurry up with the slaad or I'm taking the ax back. Tell ya what, I'll give you a bit o' extra time if ya give me some croutons as a deposit.
I've got croutons. Make me an offer.
"Alright. I'll give ya a, uh...huh. Okay, I'll give ya this cool rock I found if you give me croutons. The rock may or may not be a grey lodestone from 3rd edition.
Trading isn't the slaad way! Just kill them and take it! (Of course, socializing isn't really the slaad way either, but then again we are chaotic.)
You need some apples. They give a +2 inherent bonus to Intelligence (side effects include nausea, dizziness, not being able to go to the doctor's, losing teeth, vomiting, high blood pressure, frequent need to...).
Of course it is. We celebrate the endless variety and excellent taste you get with all things Slaad! How could anything be better?
Well, if we had some slaad chicks. (Or, no, that doesn't work... maybe some humanoids to implant eggs in? Is there even such a thing as female slaad?)
Or maybe some more dresses. (Do we dress in drag? Do we even have genders? This is all very confusing. I think I'm having an identity crisis.)
I'm gonna go see this lillend I know, who's got some really nice sedatives.