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Maybe your patron is on vacation? Or part of the mandated shutdowns? Your folks are a lot more lawful than mine, yeeesssss, so they probably keep track of that sort of thing.
<squints at wheelbarrow> Something about this smells fishy, yeeesssss. And not meaning you, CTO, nnnoooooo. <picks up turnip, it unfolds wings and a tail and attempts to sting him before flying away> Blast it, deviled is right. These aren't turnips, nnnoooo. They're turnimps. We'll need to salt, devenom, and dice the lot.
Wizards, no sense of right or wrong!That’s just not true - it’s just wrong, I tell you! You have your morality, we have alternative morality, yeeeeesssss.
I'll take two.
A course is a Morse, of Bohrs, of Moors.
The Gentleman With The Frozen Eyes And The Burning Hair. Another capricious fey entity. How excellent, another man of culture, yeeeessssss.
You are all equally worthless. Now now, you of all people should know the value of good cannon fodder, old friend. Yeeeesssss.
I keep telling me that life would be less irritating and more entertaining if I'd just give in and become Chaotic Evil. It's worked for me for eons, yeeessssss.
Eeeeeeeexcellent, yeeeeessss.
Yeeeeesss. I rewrote it last week. It's probably due for a revision again. Someone get the paint and brussel sprouts, yeeeeessss.
And I have a NWN thing tonight. One of my two ongoing plots. Ebon and Scint stay out:
One of the vanquished contenders for Malcanthet's throne as Queen of the Succubi, Lynkhab the Lady of Regret, is in the process of resurrecting. A mortal adventurer has absorbed her Eye and half her Mind. A second, who has the other half of the Mind, the Wings, and the Heart, has also gotten control of the entity that has her Body, and is starting making aggressive movements toward the first, hoping to gather all the pieces (and unknowingly trigger the elder succubus's resurrection). Similarities to Grandia 2 intentional.
Well... technically life force qualifies... at least as long as you have a soul or reasonable facsimile thereof remaining....
On the one hand you've heard correct, yeeeeessss. On the other... well... how do you feel about energy drain?
*discreetly returns flask to interior of coat*
Either that or she was drunk at the time...
I know a place where you can get plenty more eggs, yeeesssss.
*enters thread wearing a viking helmet and carrying a +4 anarchic prismatic burst shovel* I am off to slay villeins, yeeeeeesss. Anyone want anything while I'm out?
I'm on vacation. Anyone want souvenirs?
{smacks both Eekster and Pillbug} Numbskulls! Geez, you two are always leaping into trouble without a second thought!{bonks her on the head} You dum-dum, even I know you're not supposed to start Villainous Monologuing until after he's already ingested the ehg!Easter bank holiday this w/end. Have an eekstah ehg to eat, but I'm saving it. Spent the morning gardening, then went for a walk in the afternoon, along the canal, past the chemical works, the injection moulding place and the sewage farm, then through the woods, where someone's made a little shrine to their evening's entertainment consisting of burnt-out aerosol cans and broken alcopops bottles on sticks with a bunch of flowers (pinched from a nearby cemetery) in the middle. They'd also hung some Christmas baubles on the bushes.Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha! In Slaadviet Russia, eekstah ehg eat you! You really need to invest in better minions, yeeesssss.
I blame Cosmo for Mac not seeing that this is where generosity gets you, yeeessss.
All hail Onceifer...Ziggysockiziggysocki...oi oi oi Thirteen seconds. Not a record, but not bad, yeeeesssss.
I wouldn't turn one down.
Now, now, that Pickman fellow is downright pleasant. And a magnificent artist, indeed, besides. I own several of his works, both internalized and directly manifested, yeeeessss.
They are the party favors. Or we are. I forget.
It's about bloody time we got invaded. It's almost gotten boring and predictable around here, yeeeessss.
Seriously, come on up to the Thread Celestial, it's quite.... enlightening, yeeeessss.
It's been a while since I had a good fruition, yeeessss. Now I'm thirsty.
I don't, nooooo. Pike Nick owes me. Owes me dearly, yeeesssss.
Ah yeeeesssss, the new album from Aximaelstrom is out! I need to tell Ambrosia, we've been looking forward to it, yeeesssss. Appreciate the leak, Gark.
I think one of the other threads has something contagious.
North by southwest, yeeeessss.
You'd be surprised how few things that doesn't work for, yeeessss.
Meh. Egg them all, let the Chorus sort them out.
redrum I've always been fond of a good red rum, yeeessss. Another, bartender!
Where are all these younglings coming from? They're not mine. I think. It's been a while.
I believe that's the point.
Oh I know that place. The Die-Whyin' isn't too bad, but I'm much more partial to the Heat-n-Loather's myself. The spice they put on the pepperaughni is to die for, yeeeessss.
Rutabagatime.
What's in the box?!
Don Hertzfeld is a saint, blessed by the touch of the Speakers in the Depths, yeeeessssss.
It's like a tentacle, except short and stumpy and with little tentacles on the ends. Also it can't really grab anything.
*sniff* They grow up so fast, yeeeeessss.
Exquisite, yeeessss. Chaos wrapped in the trappings of order. I love it!
Bravo! Encore! Yeeeessss!
I'd avoid it except that there's some really cool Chaos stuff in there. Go on, yeeesssss....
Egg them ALL. Just do be on the lookout for a certain cranky wizard rumored to live in the area. Egg him first if you can.
That's because your eyes are still oriented universal-laterally. *slams Spicy's face into the desk, then waves a bowl of burning potpourri under his nose while chanting the lyrics to "I Shot the Sheriff" backwards* There, cross your eyes, spin around eight times, and lick your ear, then try looking again, yeeesssss.
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