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.
Hey, what can I say? That's what we Jacks do best.
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.
Ok. *starts walking back to the Jack thread*
Lemmiwinks looks back and forth at the funny creatures gabbing in the room.
Squee?
*Hurriedly flies off molding steak*
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!
*lashes the Mighty tongue of bug nom nom +5 and grans the bug*
Nom nom nom.... funny...tastes like Kobold...
*Picks teeth with stinger*
huh?
*Picks teeth with stinger*
huh?
Heh heh....that stinger wasn't just wound poison. It was also digested poison.
*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*
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That should teach you not to mess with my Kingdom!Mmmm... ok, we'll leave...for now
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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.
Squee?
Runs around moldy food on table.
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?
Heh It will not help, Can I have one? Also not needed but
swipes table leg and vanishes in a cloud of tribbles
*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!'
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.