I think this thread needs to be cleansed of puns... phunnigated.How about another joke?
Why did the tomato turn red?
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LOL! This a funny as Chaos dretch!
<hands the dretch an entire bunch of celery>
Go wild, Ranchy, go wild!
By the by, did you have anything to do with the ancient Greeks associating celery with the death cult and death in general?
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I think this thread needs to be cleansed of puns... phunnigated.How about another joke?
Why did the tomato turn red?
** spoiler omitted **
LOL! This a funny as Chaos dretch!
<hands the dretch an entire bunch of celery>
Go wild, Ranchy, go wild!
By the by, did you have anything to do with the ancient Greeks associating celery with the death cult and death in general?
I think that would have to be tomatoes.
Plus, of course, the cosmology on Earth is different than core D&D/PF, so there probably weren't any dretches.
*Facepalm*
Leave the ravid alone, he's able to animate one object per round. Totally overpowered. You probably shouldn't mess with him.
By the by, did you have anything to do with the ancient Greeks associating celery with the death cult and death in general?
I think that would have to be tomatoes.
Plus, of course, the cosmology on Earth is different than core D&D/PF, so there probably weren't any dretches.
Ah, but the connections to the Prime Material Plane occur on countless worlds, so who knows.
Nope, celery ... check the section for Cultural Depictions. The tomato, while certainly a member of the nightshade family, is a New World plant and would not have been in ancient Greece.
<Stabs self with celery, then takes a bite>
Hey! I taste pretty good!
Yeah. I'm all about the death and the Greeks. There's this Greek Slaad I did in a couple of days ago. I couldn't stand the screaming though.
We should branch out and slaughter the people in another thread. I'm not sure which one we should target...
We should branch out and slaughter the people in another thread. I'm not sure which one we should target...
Abaddon! Abaddon! Abaddon!
<Munches on celery stick>
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<Stabs self with celery, then takes a bite>
Hey! I taste pretty good!
Yeah. I'm all about the death and the Greeks. There's this Greek Slaad I did in a couple of days ago. I couldn't stand the screaming though.
Wasn't that the slaad Cobb was talking about?:
I've got my eye on a cute Greek Slaad. She is hot.
Ah, but the connections to the Prime Material Plane occur on countless worlds, so who knows.
By the by, did you have anything to do with the ancient Greeks associating celery with the death cult and death in general?
I think that would have to be tomatoes.
Plus, of course, the cosmology on Earth is different than core D&D/PF, so there probably weren't any dretches.
Yes, but I think the cosmology is different for each planet, and the farther away from each other the less planar connections. Plus, of course, Earth is pretty much magic-dead and we've only got monotheistic gods (who fade, instead of dying, as faith fails).
Nope, celery ... check the section for Cultural Depictions. The tomato, while certainly a member of the nightshade family, is a New World plant and would not have been in ancient Greece.
Yeah, I knew that, but its relatives were in Greece (belladonna, nightshade), and I know they were commonly used in Germanic witchcraft. Plus, of course, celery was eaten by the Wonder Pets (whatever they were). There's some cultural depictions for you.
We should branch out and slaughter the people in another thread. I'm not sure which one we should target...
You would do well not to cross paths with the Jacks.
<Stabs self with celery, then takes a bite>
Hey! I taste pretty good!
Yeah. I'm all about the death and the Greeks. There's this Greek Slaad I did in a couple of days ago. I couldn't stand the screaming though.
Wasn't that the slaad Cobb was talking about?:
I've got my eye on a cute Greek Slaad. She is hot.
Wait, what? Not Alexis! It couldn't be my Alexis!
<Pops down to Greece>
<Pops back>
NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
We should branch out and slaughter the people in another thread. I'm not sure which one we should target...You would do well not to cross paths with the Jacks.
<Jumps on Jack's Right Hand Man>
You look like you need some Ranch Dretching!
<Still on Jack's Right Hand Man, waving a celery stalk around>
Why...can't...I...stab...you?
<Looks over at Cobb Slaad>
What's with Anakin Slaad over there?
Today would have been a great day for a picnic, but I had to go help a friend move.
We must attack the poodles. They pee on everything and all that sodium just speeds up the wilting process. And Ranch Dretching do you have a friend named French one of the poodles has a severe complex with anything associated with the french name/culture/language.
We must attack the poodles. They pee on everything and all that sodium just speeds up the wilting process. And Ranch Dretching do you have a friend named French one of the poodles has a severe complex with anything associated with the french name/culture/language.
*Runs in and pees on Snickers Slaad, then runs out to look for french people to maul.*
We should branch out and slaughter the people in another thread. I'm not sure which one we should target...You would do well not to cross paths with the Jacks.<Jumps on Jack's Right Hand Man>
You look like you need some Ranch Dretching!
*thows Ranch Dretching off* Perhaps it would be best for me to get out of here. This place is an asylum! *runs off*
*thows Ranch Dretching off* Perhaps it would be best for me to get out of here. This palace is an asylum! *runs off*
Huzzah! Even the Jacks fear us!
We must attack the poodles. They pee on everything and all that sodium just speeds up the wilting process. And Ranch Dretching do you have a friend named French one of the poodles has a severe complex with anything associated with the french name/culture/language.*Runs in and pees on Snickers Slaad, then runs out to look for french people to maul.*
Caesar! My name is Caesar!! That's Italian not French you dumb-assed poodle.
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Get off my leg!!
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Oh, fine. Just don't tell anyone about this.
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Caesar! My name is Caesar!! That's Italian not French you dumb-assed poodle.
It's Latin, actually.
Now, Bleu Cheese Slaad is 1/3 french.*thows Ranch Dretching off* Perhaps it would be best for me to get out of here. This palace is an asylum! *runs off*Huzzah! Even the Jacks fear us!
Indeed!
I guess we should go get the poodles then...
Si! I do not like these poodles. They are not cute like chihuahuas.
Fine. First the poodles, then everyone on the word game threads.
Fine. First the poodles, then everyone on the word game threads.
Poodles make me kind of nervous and words just plain scare me ... AHHHH! WORDS!!!!!
<runs away across the street again>
Awwww! Where'd my unstabable friend go?
Is Anakin Slaad still crying? Sheesh! You'd think someone murdered his girlfriend or something.
<munches on more celery>
Konnichiwa!
<-- pokes Ranchy with celery stalk... Omnoomnomnom, ooo, you are tasty!
Huzzah! Even the Jacks fear us!
Way to put the fear of Slaad in them!
Konnichiwa!
<-- pokes Ranchy with celery stalk... Omnoomnomnom, ooo, you are tasty!
<Stabs Waffles with stick of celery>
Bleccchhhh! That reminds me of the time I had to give that balor a sponge batch--with my tongue.
Eieiooooooooo!!!<Dies>
Uncle Potatoe? Oh well, figured it would happen sooner than later.
{checks betting pool} Hmmm, says that some b*t*h named Ambrosia Slaad had him down for June 2nd.
Good thing I'm not a blue slaad, but a green slaad in disguise... POOF!
POOF!
Ahhhh, nice fit! Now it's time to go collect my winnings...
<Stabs Waffles with stick of celery>
Bleccchhhh! That reminds me of the time I had to give that balor a sponge batch--with my tongue.
Awwww, you say the sweetest things {snuggles up to Ranchy}
Mmm. All these dretchings to choose from.
Oi! Get a room!
{bats eyes coyly, pats seat} OOOO, helloooo nurse! Come sit next to me and Ranchy here. {snorts crushed croutons} Mmmm, there's plenty for you too.
<Storms over to Wafu and Ranch Dretching>
Which one of you killed Alexis!?
Which one of you killed Alexis!?
{whistles innocently, scoots slowly away from Stabby McRanchy, jerks head subtly and repeatedly toward Ranchy...}
Ol' Unky Potatoe's "tragic" demise paid out a nice bit o' coin.
Hey, where'd the hussy dretching come from?
<Gives Little Caesar Dretching a stick of celery and shoves him forward>
Occifer, I think this is the guy yer looking for.
Ol' Unky Potatoe's "tragic" demise paid out a nice bit o' coin.
It's about time that poser bought the farm.
It wasn't me, I swear! I'm innocent! Takes celery stick, then points it at Ranch. It was him!
Get away from those other Slaads! We belong together.
All you dretchings look the same, yet somehow oddly different. I'm going to have to kill all of you.
<Storms over to Wafu and Ranch Dretching>
Which one of you killed Alexis!?
Stupid moron never saw it coming...
*Walks off to Poodle Thread*
I'm starting with you Ranch!
Ime backe!
<Picks up the ax that Sytt left>
Oh, cheese!
<Dies again>
Goota goe. Teh kween iis calleing.
<Bamf!>
They were mean to me! sucks on celery stickIt wasn't me, I swear! I'm innocent! Takes celery stick, then points it at Ranch. It was him!Get away from those other Slaads! We belong together.
There, there little buddy.
<Pulls Little Caesar Dretching close>