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HERESY! Razmir is not a false god! He is the one true and living god and is the only one who has not abandoned his followers to their fate!

It's belly button is lactating.

... Why.

That's not it's belly button.

Mystery post

a popcorn ball that would smell so sweet.

I don't make any sense. What was my master thinking?

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You are likely to be eaten by a grue.

aliases

Ethisa appears in the middle of Momus' throne room. "You must save her my lord," she says.

The onslaught of blows is finally too much for the Erinyes, and she crumples to the ground in a bloody heap.

Ethisa rushes to Ash's body. This is not the end," she says. Lifting the eyrine's broken body she summons a portal to take the two of them to the Carnival of Shadows.

"I suggest that you hurry this along," Ethisa says. "My Lord Momus wishes me to inform you that Lynora's allies have defeated the forces you left behind and will soon discover your ruse. If you wish to do this, you must do it now."

Ethisa walks into the the Palace of the Jack of Tears and bows. "Lord Momus, The heroes have succeeded in destroying the Record Room, but they failed to protected the goddess Lynora. All is proceeding according to plan."

The wicker construct is seriously damaged by the explosions. It ignores the fact tha JH is free and uses the remaining arms to grab the zombies and other dead bodies. As it holds them to it's frame the bodies absorb into the construct, and it begins to reform. "I have seen enough," Ethisa says. "Servants of Lord Jack, let us leave this place." The construct shambles back to her side and the remaining alligator warriors break from battle and join her as well. As strange bluish light envelops them and they disappear. "Enjoy your victory heroes. In winning this battle, you have lost the war indeed."

Sorry if this ends up a double post The wicker construct looms above Jack Hammer and with one of it's ape-like fists, pounds him into the ground. Then it picks him up and cradles him in one of it's smaller arms. It seems ablivious to the fact that the bombs are still seeking JH.

The alligator warriors spread out. One of the gets the drop on Devlyn and bites hime in the arm with it's powerful jaws.

The alligator warriors lunge forward to attack, while the wicker construct rumbles to life. The skeletons stand guard around Ethis, as if they are waiting for something.

"Coward," Ethisa mutters. She reaches into her bag and pulls out a seemingly ordinary piece of driftwood. "My lord, the time is now." Throwing the driftwood on the ground, a small force of two dozen alligator warriors appear, along with a half dozen skeleton, and a massive ape shaped wiker construct with four extra arms hanging from it's chest, and several crossbow armed goblins riding in compartments along it's flanks.

"Lord Jack send his regrets that more forces are not avalible," one of the alligator warriors growls.

"I sense great turmoil among our enemies," Ethisa says. "Now may be the time to attack."

"Now wouldn't that be fun," Ethisa says. "My master was dismembered by the upstart gods. I wonder what that must be like."

"There is power in the blood," Ethisa mutters. "These fools continue to seek the flesh, they should be looking for the blood."

Mention anything to do with Iran, or Islam, and Sam will pop up.

I know, which was why I intentionally left the word Iran out of the title.

Yesterday an aide to Mahmoud Ahmadinejad demanded that Hollywood apologize to Iran for such unfair depictions as Not Without My Daughter and The 300. So what do you think? Should Hollywood apologize to Iran?

If I might offer a word of advice, you are going about this in the wrong way. Walks over and perches herself on the edge of the Bookkeeper's desk. Instead of trying to restore the darkness to Lynora, perhaps you should focus on turning someone much more powerful like her sister or her mother. Her mother would be a powerful ally, if you could convince her that you are working for the greater good.

I will aid you in your quest, if you will help me resurect the titans.

I think you have me confused with someone else. I never said anything about the Bible or Bronze Age warfare. However, I'm a military historian and have a pretty good grap of Bronze Age warfare. I think you are currently operateing under the meme that anyone who doesn't agree with you must be attacking you.

Somebody get a net. ;p

To destroy all the tribbles.

flynnster wrote:

Well, since the world IS ending...

I'm grabbing Reon Kaneda for some last minute procreation....

no really guys...do yourself a favor and google her...WOW...

I take it she wasn't in Tokyo when the non-event happened?

And, um, wow. Nice :)

Somewhere, she's done nudes too.

In eastern European accent I used to have goals. Sure they were evil goals, but they were goals.

Run, run for your life. Just remember, the only way to confuse a Theroy assassin is to wear pink underwear, the more frills the better.

Tell everyone, we must prepare for the arrival of our undead overlords in 2012.

Planets, schmanets. Everyone knows they are just embers floating around the ceiling of the cave.

Maybe I'monajihad couldn't get a visa to go.

Gone with the Wind; sheesh.

Frankly my dear Valegrim, I don't give a damn.

Uh-oh...do you guys realize how much those apes look like--

They kinda look like seagulls ;p

Johnathan Livingston wrote:

Mine..mine...MINE..mine..

I shall you you people one service: That seagull, I believe, serves the thieves guild.

And who do you serve?

*Flies away*

*After a while, flies back, looking very nervous*
Um, hi. I represent Kobold Cleaver, Lord of the Boards. He wishes to make a deal with your guild.

You mean Kobold Cleaver, the Lord of Epic Fail?

David Fryer wrote:

That's because you are wrong ;p

You're wrong about me not being right and I'm right about never being wrong.

But being Right is always wrong, at least in politics. ;.

I have also heard that Heathansson is secretly a member of the dogs of war. Havok let it slip.

What I want to know is, how come if I want lower taxes, I have to ban ice weasels? I don't care if Sebastian marries his pony; I just don't want to have to pay for Heathy's conquest of China so that he has access to their fossil pits.

Yeah, what about Martian agression? Don't you care that Heathy is stronger on nation defense and more likely to stand up to the Martians than Sebastian is? His own vice-president sdaid the aliens would try and test us if Sebastian is elected.

lastknightleft wrote:

I honestly think that the cure to most divorces is

A) Marry a robot.

My favorite part of the whole story:

However, "in a marriage or other relationship, one partner could be jealous or consider it infidelity if the other used a robot," Levy said. "But who knows, maybe some other relationships could welcome a robot. Instead of a woman saying, 'Darling, not tonight, I have a headache,' you could get 'Darling, I have a headache, why not use your robot?'"

Sounds like the perfect solution for the poodle. I wonder how the robot would feel about threesomes?

With all the critters around I think i'm going to join PETA. People eating tasty animals, that is.

Maybe something useful?

Like inventing rpgs?

That's kooky. ;p

I say we steal Threads. But some sort of strange message board monster is stopping me. I was going to take over the assimilation thread but, but, it wouldn't let me post.

We should steal the Madonna and Sarah Palin thread. No one will even miss it.