Her' ya goe ma'
*Hands out receipts and a morgage bill*
...+,,,=;;; :rimshot:
No Froggie, I want alla those Confederate hunnerd-dollar bills what is stored out in the outhouse. Diaper Dan knows some plum loco Yankee hippehs what're gonna buy'em offa us! Naow scoot!
Sips PBR
yup
Whutnuhail yall duin heer? Bin lookin everwhar fur yuh.
An innybuddy seen m'jug? Thet Teter dint move muh tree an now ah caint fine it nowhar.
Flourishes jug.
Right heah Hooty. That thar Teter blob left it for yew.
Thankee kinely. All uh this relocatin has me at sixes an sevens an ah need uh bit uh refreshment tuh clear m'thoughts.
Wail, he shure do look all tye-dyed an' such.
*HAAAWK*
*PTUI*
<clang>
Naow, Diaper Dan, I got heah 'bout sixty grand in ol' brownbacks. Yew got a hippeh friend what wants 'em?
Hands over a stack of faded wrinkly ripe-smelling bills
Calls out loudly
FROOOOGIE! Getcher green butt to the outhouse and bring back alla those banknotes what're in there!
Uh, can Iza move inta you ez outhouse?
This time ah maybe got tuh say Aber mite hav a point. But thim hippehs is all furry an whatnot, ain't they? Farris ah kin tell, Gary appears to be mosely eyeballs with some glowy goo tuh hold em all tgether. Not even sure whar he'd tie uh headband.
Tell yuh whut, tho. He ain't no owl. Ah kin spot thim pretty good.
Fondles the new outhouse paper
My laws! That be some soft cornshucks! And look at that there dress! It looks like it wuz made by machine!
Runs a horn-nailed hand over the new dress.
Diaper Dan yew iz a genius! I never liked hippehs, but I never figgered they wuz that stoopid!
HEE HEE HEE!
Chuckles and rocks in her chair, stomping her gouty feet.
reckin. Gout.
Yessir warwoof. Too much fresh-killed hippeh is most likely the culprit. Leastaways that's what that nice Dr. Silas Armand from the clinic tells me.
Scratches a hidden itch
That reminds me. I gotta go get another shot for my rheumatiz. Dr. Silas says he has some new medicine he wants to try out on me.
*Comes and sets most powerful trap of all*
444 GATES OPEN, army's of tribbles, demons, fiendish satyrs and nymphs pour forth. After mush chaos and cries of anguish the Demon lord of the 444th layer appears
Ah most scared air He pulls forth a bottle chants then corks the bottle. Then vanishes amidst the chaos and bloodshed
Hold, Demon Tribble. Explain to me your purposes regarding the MegaPoop.
444 GATES OPEN, army's of tribbles, demons, fiendish satyrs and nymphs pour forth. After mush chaos and cries of anguish the Demon lord of the 444th layer appears
Ah most scared air He pulls forth a bottle chants then corks the bottle. Then vanishes amidst the chaos and bloodshed
*...or so he thinks, but the 'vanishing' does not work*
This is my most powerful trap, Tribble Lord! I used all my strength to create it, and am now powerless! But you are trapped!Now...tell me what is going on.
...or so he thinks, but the 'vanishing' does not work*
This is my most powerful trap, Tribble Lord! I used all my strength to create it, and am now powerless! But you are trapped!
Now...tell me what is going on.
heh you have made a mistake...You are powerless huh I am not...fiendish smile, I have always wanted a pet kobold
Oh and the army..I still have them...Infact
Opens more gates...the demons start summon more of their kind
Now we can be friendly like and leave if ya like
heh you have made a mistake...You are powerless huh I am not...fiendish smile, I have always wanted a pet kobold...or so he thinks, but the 'vanishing' does not work*
This is my most powerful trap, Tribble Lord! I used all my strength to create it, and am now powerless! But you are trapped!
Now...tell me what is going on.
You will not take me undead, fiend. And you are weak, even if you are not powerless. And I still have some tricks up my sleeve.
*Tosses gadget at Demon**Demon stumbles as it expands to encase him, immobilizing him*
Oh and the army..I still have them...Infact
Opens more gates...the demons start summon more of their kind
Now we can be friendly like and leave if ya like
You shall not leave while I yet endure, creature. I will find out what I want to know. You are bound by the very power of the Board. No demon can defeat that. Summon whatever you like, I will not be taken captive, and I will not let you leave.
The demonic army now numbering in the thousands descends and pins the kobold. Combining their still full power magic they shatter the casing entrapping the demon lord
You was saying?
Oh I think I like it here...the longer I stay the more power I can take from it...demons lords wrap the land around them...is that what you want?
The demonic army now numbering in the thousands descends and pins the kobold. Combining their still full power magic they shatter the casing entrapping the demon lord
You was saying?
I...was saying...let. Me. GOOOO!!!! And the demons are repelled by a supernatural force.
Not quite powerless. My Cleaver still works fine.*Blasts armies repeatedly*
I'll not.Be taken. Undead!
Ya know on second thought we can just eat the kobold.
Oh I think I like it here...the longer I stay the more power I can take from it...demons lords wrap the land around them...is that what you want?
You cannot leave, though. And My power which remains is being kept to keep you from getting any power. And there's a lot still left....all coming from my phylactery. And you don't know where that is.
Ya know on second thought we can just eat the kobold.
Actually, you can't. My bones are reinforced, so that they are unbreakable by even the most powerful magic. Until my power runs out, that shall continue. Given that the power is coming from my phylactery, I'm perfectly safe.
Not undead, but good ideal
Speaks a word of blasphemy and life drains from the kobold, the army crumbles all life around him stops withers and dies
Looking upon the now undead kobold
Ya know tieing spells to ones life is never a good ideal
a gate opens and the demon lord leaves with more power then he wanted, leaving behind an army of husks and one undead kobold
Not undead, but good ideal
Speaks a word of blasphemy and life drains from the kobold, the army crumbles all life around him stops withers and diesLooking upon the now undead kobold
Ya know tieing spells to ones life is never a good ideal
a gate opens and the demon lord leaves with more power then he wanted, leaving behind an army of husks and one undead kobold
I am already dead, idiot. It's called a 'lich'. I haven't been alive in 2,000 years.
*The demon fails to leave, in case you're wondering*
Humm good point...didnt see the undead thing...ya know you should list that.
Pulls kobolds head off
WE need to talk..demon to head
Depending on your purposes, I may be able to help you...if you care to explain yourself, Demon Tribble.
Humm good point...didnt see the undead thing...ya know you should list that.
Pulls kobolds head off
WE need to talk..demon to head
I'm still not dead, creature. Demeaning me will not change that. Anyways, my power will still hold you here, even if you destroy my body. Because my soul will still be around.
ya but your head will make such a nice hat, and your soul is taped..heh with your head you do know I can summon anything that's part of you right?
ya but your head will make such a nice hat, and your soul is taped..heh with your head you do know I can summon anything that's part of you right?
Wards prevent that. My phylactery is safe, and you have no idea where it is. Nobody does. It is a closely guarded secret.