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Woof!

"Brains...brains..." Erik moaned as he shuffled along, only moments before the magic animating him failed, causing him to collapse in a pile of maggot festered goop, which was promptly carted back to the gravesite by the evil badger, chuckling all the way, reveling in the fact that Erik was finally well and truely dead, absolutely and for all time.

I IS SPARTAN-CUS!!!

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Ah'm thinkin we gots us one a them thar folks witha multiplicationers disorder. Crazy!

Brudder!

Heath N. Asson wrote:

I have the feeling this multiple avatar thing is going to get silly fast.

Hey!!! Now that it's being done to me, it's not that funny.

I know, and yet, I can't stop...