The Realm of PaizoChat and the Knights of the Polygonal Table

Squee?

Ooh. Oh! Jesuth Chrith! Oh!

SQUEE!

Lemmiwinks scurries for a hole in the throne room wall

A small pink nose pokes out of a small hole in the wall

squee?

*Feeds cottage cheese to the poor diseased rodent*

Nibbles up the cheese hungrily, as no one has given a feast in the hall lately

Squee squee?

Nibbles up the cheese hungrily, as no one has given a feast in the hall lately

Squee squee?

Sorry Lemmiwinks. After we Jacks raided the place, there isn't much left.

Here I come expecting a good sized bribe and the jacks have left another thread a mess, covered with left over lemmings and broken beer bottles.

Here I come expecting a good sized bribe and the jacks have left another thread a mess, covered with left over lemmings and broken beer bottles.

Hey, what can I say? That's what we Jacks do best.

Thats true everyone needs to be good at soemthing.

its just sad really all the political threads have been talking about the Jacks. nothing bad, I guess but, nah you don't want to hear it.

its just sad really all the political threads have been talking about the Jacks. nothing bad, I guess but, nah you don't want to hear it.

What did they say?

Naw its not nice, you wouldnt want to get Involved.

Naw its not nice, you wouldnt want to get Involved.

Ok. *starts walking back to the Jack thread*

Well it had to do something with this lady called Anne, Anna, somethign like that and some back room brawl and a druken monkey and well potted plants but I am nto sure you could always go trash the place and find out exactly.

Lemmiwinks looks back and forth at the funny creatures gabbing in the room.

Squee?

Who interupted my royal nap?!?

A mess! this will never do!

Don Froggie roll out a new rug to cover up this mess!

Timitius set some new cookies on the alter next to my throne!

Houstonderek haven't you gotten rid of that rat yet?

You forget about a thread for 5 months and look what happens!

*Hurriedly flies off molding steak*

Don Froggie eat that bug he was in the rotten food and my try to land on my cookies!

Don Froggie eat that bug he was in the rotten food and my try to land on my cookies!

I'd like to see your royal morons try, fatty!

Our Most Benevolent King David wrote:

Don Froggie eat that bug he was in the rotten food and my try to land on my cookies!

I'd like to see your royal morons try, fatty!

Try living of Lilith's sacred cookis and see you look after awhile!

Don Froggie hurry up and eat this bug or I'll take back your square centimeter of land!

*lashes the Mighty tongue of bug nom nom +5 and grans the bug*

Nom nom nom.... funny...tastes like Kobold...

You did remember to remove the stinger first right?

*Picks teeth with stinger*

huh?

*Picks teeth with stinger*

huh?

Heh heh....that stinger wasn't just wound poison. It was also digested poison.

Our Most Benevolent King David wrote:

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That should teach you not to mess with my Kingdom!

Mmmm... ok, we'll leave...for now

** spoiler omitted **

The Shade!?!!?!

I shall have no others attempt to imitate ME!

The Shade wrote:

Our Most Benevolent King David wrote:

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That should teach you not to mess with my Kingdom!

Mmmm... ok, we'll leave...for now

** spoiler omitted **

The Shade!?!!?!

I shall have no others attempt to imitate ME!

If you join as my court wizard I will officially sponsor* your shadow hunt!

*Questers sponsered by the king get a button.

*As frog keels over and vomits, ghost quickly reinhabits its old body and flies off, after throwing his old stinger expertly at the King and getting him right in the Royal Nose*
*Flies away*

Ha! I got gold surgery months ago, much better than that plastic stuff.

Squee?

Runs around moldy food on table.

Um and it looks good on you too David. All gold and flaky and.... Yeah Looks good.

And LO! her Holiness descended from the interwebs, and bestowed cookies upon this thread, and all were welcomed once again.

So, it is written! So IT SHALL BE!!

(nom nom nom)

Scurries under the newcomer and scarfs up cookie crumbs

SQUEE SQUEE!

A whistling sound swells overhead. It is soon followed by a big splat. A faint voice sounds from outside

..'tis but a scratch ...*groan*

A battered and mud-caked form staggers into the deserted throne room. He plops down at the polygonal table and groans

Bunch of bloody Fascist golems. They just don't realize that the historical dialectic will eventually consign them to the dustbin of history. Can't happen to quickly to the berks far as I'm concerned.

Starts eating some of the cookies left on the table.

Looks up at scruffy newcomer

Squee?

~walks over and starts to tear out a brick from the floor

" Oh um by your leave King David, I am placing some protections around the board. May I continue?"

Heh It will not help, Can I have one? Also not needed but

swipes table leg and vanishes in a cloud of tribbles

~walks over and starts to tear out a brick from the floor

" Oh um by your leave King David, I am placing some protections around the board. May I continue?"

Hey those bricks cover up all the ones and zeros! You shouldn't remove those!

~drops Crystal into the 1&0's
runs off to Safe House

*Suddenly, the ghostly Sending of Kobnold Cleaver's skull appears*
Careful. I think that's a bomb. Or something. Put it in a safe place, all the same. He recently ran into the Safehouse shouting 'It's coming!'

*Watches as the crystal hits the ones and zeros causing Crimson Jester's Safe house to turn into a Safe Mouse.*

*Suddenly, the ghostly Sending of Kobnold Cleaver's skull appears*

Careful. I think that's a bomb.

I hope it doesn't hurt that mouse, it looks like it thought it was safe.

crystal glows bright blue

heh they try to undo what cant be undone....... but it is amusing...the cobold should be careful from now on

*Sits down next to the peasant, grabs an ale*

Eh, this place has gone to the, well, EVERYTHING!

*Lets it all go and enjoys the chaos...*

SQUEE!

Drinks an ale with SirHoustonDerek

At least this place isn't quite a crazy as those golem-infested threads. Bloody brown-shirts in metal armor they is.