Chrometatron, Avatar of Crayola's page

Fear not. Great Crayola is still with thee.

Fear not, I am with thee, oh be not dismayed! / I am Cray-o-la, and will still give thee aid! // I'll sketch with thee, paint with thee, and color thy page, / so guard thy heart well 'gainst math's darksome wage!!

Remember well thine hymns, ye Vivid Disciples.

Great Crayola is our shepherd; we have all the colors we want.
We lie upon the floor with coloring books; we sit at the table for finger-painting.
He enhances our blank pages, our line art he makes alive.
He leads us in the way of vivid hues, for Crayola he is.
Yea though mathematics loom upon every side, we shall not fear, for Crayola is with us.
His crayon box and palette do comfort us, for his truths are simple.

He has prepared an art studio with room for us, despite extravagant rental fees.
Our faces are anointed with paint spatters, our brush cups are easily tipped over.
Surely art class and playtime shall be ours till the end of time, and we shall stay in his studio forever.

Fear not.

I have contingent prismatic doom prepared to deal with the naysayers.

Behold!! Colors need no filter, save what they themselves provide!!

widened prismatic orb

Shelter safe within the walls of radiance as my allies feast upon the numbers, and probabilities, and statistics!

quickened twinned summon monster IX -- Purple Polka-Dot Monster

Special Ability: Consume Mathematics (Ex) -- Fort save, DC 1000: pass (digested), fail (annihilated)

What is your favorite color??

Fear not! Great Crayola hath heard thine supplications, and doth bid me, Chrometatron, safeguard thee from the walls of text!

Stoke thy flames, young Dolok Pickering, that we may from this, the Holy Box of Myriad Hues, evoke the indeterminate vividity of Jackson Pollock! By the melting wax and searing fire we shall drip-paint all classifications and ridiculous names away!

Thy blindness is undone, Baradim, and Kanga, thy companion, shall be empowered with the Aspect of Fluorescent Frenzy for a time, that speed and flashing color drive the foe before him!

Et cetera, et cetera. Unwrapped crayons flung about, exploding watercolor bombs tossed hither and thither and yon, the wildest of paintball tournaments have nothin' on this, and so on.