Mmmmmm....roadkill.
RAWK!
You Jacks have not yet come to get counsel, and there is treachery in the air...
RAWK!
KRR KRR KRRRAAAAWK!
Listen to Alderyk and heed his warning!
RAWK!
You Jacks have not yet come to get counsel, and there is treachery in the air...
RAWK!
What treachery are you speaking of?
But if it is treachery against the Jacks...?
And we know of the vast experience and wisdom of the Jack you call Panama, though accompanied with a certain dimness. Still some day you may have need of things only the Winds know...
Caw! Rrrrrrrrrrrk! Flaps wings, then leaves them half open.
Alights on sign that reads:
Ritual Rubrics:
1. Approach the outer court of the sacred place, holding aloft an official Sacral Totemic Standard (available only from avian officiants. Inquire at the gate.) Place standard in block stand.
2. Slaughter large, organic, high quality (preferably young, free range, and milkfed) mammal in sacrificial basin.
3. Fill grain troughs with fresh, organic, high quality, fair trade grains.
4. Sound the sacrifical gong.
5. Reverently await the gathering of the Noble Brethren of the Wind.
But if it is treachery against the Jacks...?
And we know of the vast experience and wisdom of the Jack you call Panama, though accompanied with a certain dimness. Still some day you may have need of things only the Winds know...
Caw! Rrrrrrrrrrrk! Flaps wings, then leaves them half open.Alights on sign that reads:
Ritual Rubrics:
1. Approach the outer court of the sacred place, holding aloft an official Sacral Totemic Standard (available only from avian officiants. Inquire at the gate.) Place standard in block stand.
2. Slaughter large, organic, high quality (preferably young, free range, and milkfed) mammal in sacrificial basin.
3. Fill grain troughs with fresh, organic, high quality, fair trade grains.
4. Sound the sacrifical gong.
5. Reverently await the gathering of the Noble Brethren of the Wind.
Will you settle for nachos?
RAWK!
It doesn't follow the ancient canons and rubrics, but I will consult with the Brethren.
Waddles out of sight on top of the wall.
Will you settle for nachos?But if it is treachery against the Jacks...?
And we know of the vast experience and wisdom of the Jack you call Panama, though accompanied with a certain dimness. Still some day you may have need of things only the Winds know...
Caw! Rrrrrrrrrrrk! Flaps wings, then leaves them half open.Alights on sign that reads:
Ritual Rubrics:
1. Approach the outer court of the sacred place, holding aloft an official Sacral Totemic Standard (available only from avian officiants. Inquire at the gate.) Place standard in block stand.
2. Slaughter large, organic, high quality (preferably young, free range, and milkfed) mammal in sacrificial basin.
3. Fill grain troughs with fresh, organic, high quality, fair trade grains.
4. Sound the sacrifical gong.
5. Reverently await the gathering of the Noble Brethren of the Wind.
*whispers to Jack Hammer so the birds can't hear* Let's not give them the good nachos. We'll give them the ones that are between the couch cushions at our pad.
Rawk!
I may be an ancient bird, but I have excellent hearing and eyesight.
Try to get your mind around this concept, golem:
S-A-C-R-I-F-I-C-E.
Yes and golden corn! BUK BUK BUK BWKAWK!
Yes and golden corn! BUK BUK BUK BWKAWK!
How about some blue corn tortilla chips?
Having consulted with our hippogriff and the elder chicken, it seems we will take nachos. But we need you to specify the cheeses and peppers involved...also will there be frijoles and chile con carne?
OK. Nachos is good!
KRRRRAAA S-A-C-R-I-F-I-C-E. GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Turns and scratches the ground
Having consulted with our hippogriff and the elder chicken, it seems we will take nachos. But we need you to specify the cheeses and peppers involved...also will there be frijoles and chile con carne?
How about goat cheese? Made from real goats? Works with your original sacrifice requirements.
Our resident chef Hungry Jack will have to peruse his recipe book for suitable offerings to the Avian King.
Very well! As soon as the offering in the basin rings,
The prophetic Brethren of Winds sings!
RAWK!
Come brothers!
Begins gathering in the circle, raising wings, swaying, calling the winds.
Perhaps if we call to the missing wing directly it will find its own way to us?
No, it is bound.
Hands species 327 nachos with chunky bird salsa, and a beer. Then goes back to mining and putting up reactors
*Chuckles, but suddenly looks serious*
Uh-oh. As it turns out, the wing is NOT at the Jacks....it is...*whimper*
....at the s^^rfs'.....
Are you sure you visited with the Jacks today, O Noble Knobbly Head?
Are you sure you visited the Jacks today, O Noble Knobbly Head?
Yes! I just received a vision, though, from the Board itself! The wicked Blue Ones have the wing! Alas, poor Frogskin, for he is lost! O woe!
The Winds tell me you had no conversation with a Jack in their clubhouse today. The Winds hear all...
And I would not trust anything where the little blue gnomes are concerned.
The Winds tell me you had no conversation with a Jack in their clubhouse today. The Winds hear all...
And I would not trust anything where the little blue gnomes are concerned.
I don't really understand what you're talking about now, bird. But the Board knows all. It sent me this vision. The wing is at the s^^rfs! *gulp*
This will be hard.
Hewwo everybody. Did I hear someone say "smurf"?
Nachos?
Would you like some nachos?
We're still waiting on the nachos...seems a lot of things are slow on the boards today...
KRAA ....
The Jacks seem to be unwilling to make the ritual sacrifice ...
BRKAW! SACRIFICE! BUK BUK BUKAW!
Sorry about being late, here's the nachos that you wanted. *hands nachos to birds*
We must be patient while the Jacks play "Beach Blanket Bingo" or whatever they call it.
For that matter, KC owes us some feed for all our help.
We would be willing to give you nachos, we are strip mining the place anyhow , not like it uses up much energy
Oh and we have several species we can clone for SACRIFICE if you want
Sorry about being late, here's the nachos that you wanted. *hands nachos to birds*
Mine, mine, mine...MINE, mine....
Birds leap unto the edge of the giant sacrificial basin as the Jack fills it with the steaming nachos.
RAWK!
The air is filled with the sound of munching. Alderyk says through a mouth full of nachos:
Welcome, brother, there is plenty for all to share.
Pecks at the nachos
There must be picante for the sacrifice!
GRAA ....PICANTE!!! MUCHO GUSTO! BUKAW!
We must be patient while the Jacks play "Beach Blanket Bingo" or whatever they call it.
For that matter, KC owes us some feed for all our help.
Out of kindness we will warn you
Do not play that with them, it is not what you think
Guys, watch out. The Tribble jerk is gonna make a thread for his place. He already tried to kidnap the kittens (though they beat him fairly easily).
The sounds of ravenous munching echoes from within the shrine.
The sounds of ravenous munching echoes from within the shrine.
What kind of wisdom can you give the Jacks, mighty one? You spoke of possible treachery?
Nah I did let em go as they are no fun but soooooooooooooo cute when upset.
I mean really who turns down endless food, booze and sex?
Oh nachos
sits down and starts eating nachos
The nachos demolished, Alderyk hops back up on the shrine walls, streaming a string of cheese from one of his talons.
Brethren, you have been satisfied with a savory {belch} sacrifice. I am sure we can begin the ritual, although, all that heat sure makes me thirsty...hopefully you are not too distracted by thoughts of top shelf margaritas made with añejo tequila that you cannot complete the ritual...
Oh, look everyone! Tribbles have invaded the Borg trap and are eating their nachos!
Riotous, cawing laughter commences.
owwwwwwwwwwww tequila!
Starts doing body shots on the succubi
Nah the illusions fail on Demon Lords as well, mortal magic and all.
I dont invade though I tend to be a more drink and pass out demon lord
And I have an endless supply of tribbels they are very tasty
Teleports in 10'000 tribbles
Eat up my windged soon to be drunken friends
I have brought a gift as well
A crate of bottle of endless bourbon
Alederyk repeats his hint about margaritas, to see if his brethren join in or the Jack takes a hint.
What a mean , low down ,evil thing to say after I brought you gifts.
say you wouldn't want a job would you? I could use a could hard bird. I could hook ya up with a demon templet
*covers tribbles with nacho cheese and picante*
Mmmm-Mmmm Tribble nacho's, they purr on the way down.
*covers tribbles with nacho cheese and picante*
Mmmm-Mmmm Tribble nacho's, they purr on the way down.
See some one likes my food. I bought extra succubi if you want to do body shots