Little bastards.
......
Let's just make sure we keep it all legal, OK. I'd hate to have to smite someone. Well, maybe not....
Ah reckon so.
That Aberzombie guy - I don't really like him.
Marble catatonic purple fuzzy extraneous.
Can't we all just get along!!!!
No, because you all suck.
Don't say "It's a fine morning", or a I'll shoot ya.
I like cheese!
I guess this is where all the homeless avatars ended up, huh?
Yep, still here
After years of waiting nothing came
As your life flashed before your eyes
You realize
I'm a reasonable man
Get off, get off, get off my case [x2]
I'm a reasonable man
Get off my case
Get off my case
After years of waiting
After years of waiting nothing came
And you realize you're looking,
Looking in the wrong place
I'm a reasonable man
Get off my case [x2]
I'm a reasonable man
Get off my case [x2]
I'm a reasonable man
Get off my case [x3]
I guess this is where all the homeless avatars ended up, huh?
That's OK dude, I don't mind being homeless. Reminds me of the 60s.....
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*looks out the window to Lynoras friends frolicing nude*
Well you tell them they can stay as long as they like! ;)
hmmm... I think I may have to move my Office to overlook the Garden!!!
Oh by the way I had new chainmail schoolgirl outfits made for you, and The Supreme First Lady.
*hands Lynora a package*
Enjoy!
And Lynora's Office... and The Supreme First Lady's Room...
Whew, lucky that's only 3 walls... still room for a door in the fourth (although truth be told if it came to it and I got stuck in there looking out at all of that I could at least be happy in my solitude...)
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I don't know, but whatever it is, we're getting there.We're getting there...Wait, you mean we actually had a goal in mind for this?
Sure there's a goal... get from A to B. Who knew we'd decide to take the scenic route through L, T, Z, M, J, I, P, S, C, G, U, O, Y, F, N, D, W, H, X, E, R, V, K, and Q along the way...
L,
L, T
L, T, Z
~pleased to see people have noticed the noodles in the Poodle Noodle soup are alphabet noodles~
*stops eating*
There are poodles in this soup?
*stops eating*
There are poodles in this soup?
Oui! It is ze main ingredient. Don't worry, zho. They were not harmed in ze making of the soup.
Oui! It is ze main ingredient. Don't worry, zho. They were not harmed in ze making of the soup.*stops eating*
There are poodles in this soup?
...
If I had known we were this delicious, I would have eaten Courtfool long ago.
*keeps eating*
Oui! It is ze main ingredient. Don't worry, zho. They were not harmed in ze making of the soup.*stops eating*
There are poodles in this soup?...
If I had known we were this delicious, I would have eaten Courtfool long ago.
*keeps eating*
Good doggie, you get to live.
Oui! It is ze main ingredient. Don't worry, zho. They were not harmed in ze making of the soup.*stops eating*
There are poodles in this soup?
It's a frenchie!! Lemme at em! Grrr.....
*thought suddenly dawns on the intern*
Hey! The first pet is a rust monster!
.....and I just got given a chainmail uniform.
It's a frenchie!! Lemme at em! Grrr.....Oui! It is ze main ingredient. Don't worry, zho. They were not harmed in ze making of the soup.*stops eating*
There are poodles in this soup?
~waves a soup bone at CDP~
Who's a good poochie? Want a treat? Oui?
~tosses bone at CDP~
*thought suddenly dawns on the intern*
Hey! The first pet is a rust monster!
.....and I just got given a chainmail uniform.
Dammit Moorluck! I TOLD you to lobotomize them when you hired them!!!!
But, no, you said, we gotta let them THINK, you said...
*thought suddenly dawns on the intern*
Hey! The first pet is a rust monster!
.....and I just got given a chainmail uniform.
BLXXXXLVVVVVXXXLLL!*
*Begins scittering after Lynora, feelers flayling**(LUNCH TIME!!)
*thought suddenly dawns on the intern*
Hey! The first pet is a rust monster!
.....and I just got given a chainmail uniform.
BLXXXXLVVVVVXXXLLL!*
*Begins scittering after Lynora, feelers flayling**(LUNCH TIME!!)
Eek!
Wow, is it hard to run in these shoes. Now I know why they wanted me to wear stilletos.
*thought suddenly dawns on the intern*
Hey! The first pet is a rust monster!
.....and I just got given a chainmail uniform.
Dammit Moorluck! I TOLD you to lobotomize them when you hired them!!!!
But, no, you said, we gotta let them THINK, you said...
Yeah but I love that look of sudden realization. It's one of those simple pleasures in life that makes it all worth it. :)
So you up for shooting some captured hobgobs?
*thought suddenly dawns on the intern*
Hey! The first pet is a rust monster!
.....and I just got given a chainmail uniform.
BLXXXXLVVVVVXXXLLL!*
*Begins scittering after Lynora, feelers flayling**(LUNCH TIME!!)
Eek!
Wow, is it hard to run in these shoes. Now I know why they wanted me to wear stilletos.
Well the heels were the Supreme Lady's idea, but if I were you I wouldn't worry about that right now. ;)
*thought suddenly dawns on the intern*
Hey! The first pet is a rust monster!
.....and I just got given a chainmail uniform.
Dammit Moorluck! I TOLD you to lobotomize them when you hired them!!!!
But, no, you said, we gotta let them THINK, you said...
Yeah but I love that look of sudden realization. It's one of those simple pleasures in life that makes it all worth it. :)
So you up for shooting some captured hobgobs?
As long as they ain't "civilized". I'd hate to lose my paladin powers.
*still trying to run away from the rust monster*
Wow, the little guy is really fast!
~'accidentally' steps in front of lynora~
'Allo, ma petite fleur! Are you enjoying the festivities? Oh my! Are you being chased?
~'accidentally' steps in front of lynora~
'Allo, ma petite fleur! Are you enjoying the festivities? Oh my! Are you being chased?
Er, excuse me! I just need to get past.
*Tries to step past the chef as he keeps stepping exactly the same direction she is.*
Oh no, he's almost caught up!
*pushes past the chef just inches ahead of the rust monster's antennae*
<Arrives, carrying guns of maximized magic missiles>
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!
There, that should take care of the critter. Are you OK ma'am?
<Notices glare from Lord President Moorluck. Looks at smoking crater. Looks back at Lord President Moorluck>
So, uh, to the torture chamber, sir?
~'accidentally' steps in front of lynora~
'Allo, ma petite fleur! Are you enjoying the festivities? Oh my! Are you being chased?
Blxxxxlvvvvvvvvnnnnn!*
*consumes all metal items worn by the chef before continuing to pursue the fleeing intern**(outta the way man I'm getting paid to chase chicks!)
<Arrives, carrying guns of maximized magic missiles>
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!
There, that should take care of the critter. Are you OK ma'am?
<Notices glare from Lord President Moorluck. Looks at smoking crater. Looks back at Lord President Moorluck>
So, uh, to the torture chamber, sir?
You are so lucky I gave him that wooden Brooch of Sheilding.
And no you're not going to the dungeon, why would I reward you. ;p
{shimmers into view} Ooooooooooo! OOOOOOOOOOO!
President Moorluck... {rattles chains} Tonight, you will be visited by three spirits! The ghosts of Ch- {looks slightly confused} Er, ahem, sorry... wrong script.
President Moorluck... in your wisdom, you have magnanimously offered gifts to both the Pood-dulls and Jacks. However, by making not even a token offering to the Slaadi, they may preceive it as a slight and be stirred into action. Granted, they are not always the brightest bulbs and are often preoccupied with egg tournaments and pic-a-nics, but eventually Mistress Chaos will unleash a Mighty Clouting from a Vorpal ClueByFour upon one of them. Mayhaps, you might consider dumping some of your least productive and least healthy slaves upon their Thread and call it a Gift?
Are those poodles-in-a-blanket and baazetu-ed eggs?! Oh I love those... so hungry! {hors d'oeuvres slip through fingers} Darn it!!!
{shimmers into view} Ooooooooooo! OOOOOOOOOOO!
President Moorluck... {rattles chains} Tonight, you will be visited by three spirits! The ghosts of Ch- {looks slightly confused} Er, ahem, sorry... wrong script.
President Moorluck... in your wisdom, you have magnanimously offered gifts to both the Pood-dulls and Jacks. However, by making not even a token offering to the Slaadi, they may preceive it as a slight and be stirred into action. Granted, they are not always the brightest bulbs and are often preoccupied with egg tournaments and pic-a-nics, but eventually Mistress Chaos will unleash a Mighty Clouting from a Vorpal ClueByFour upon one of them. Mayhaps, you might consider dumping some of your least productive and least healthy slaves upon their Thread and call it a Gift?
Are those poodles-in-a-blanket and baazetu-ed eggs?! Oh I love those... so hungry! {hors d'oeuvres slip through fingers} Darn it!!!
Help yerself, just quit leaking on the rug, it used to be a Silver dragon, try to show some respect will ya'. And the Slaadi need to set up a meeting with my Lord Secretary of Foreign Affairs, if he decides to show up from his latest affair. The slaves are under my protection, but you can join us in plugging some hobgobs, if'n ya want.
Help yerself, just quit leaking on the rug, it used to be a Silver dragon, try to show some respect will ya'.
Sorry, new to this whole undead template. I think protoplasm evaporates in a few moments anyway.
And the Slaadi need to set up a meeting with my Lord Secretary of Foreign Affairs, if he decides to show up from his latest affair. The slaves are under my protection, but you can join us in plugging some hobgobs, if'n ya want.
The Slaadi set up a meeting?! He he he he, don't hold your breath on that one.
I don't think I'd be much help with your tortore fun. Apparently SOMEONE {shakes fist at unseen diety/GM} switched out my Fear with Whine and Annoy at will. {sigh} And I'm incorporeal, so I can't even lightly poke a living hobgoblin.
I should probably just go haunt those two tarts that left me like this...
~sees Slaad-Bar~
Sacre-bleau! Can it be? An incorporal Slaad?
I have waited years to find one!
~grabs melon-baller~
Now I can make ze Spirit Fruit Slaad! It will be ze best dessert evah!
~approaches with a gleam in his eye.~
~sees Slaad-Bar~
Sacre-bleau! Can it be? An incorporal Slaad?
I have waited years to find one!
~grabs melon-baller~
Now I can make ze Spirit Fruit Slaad! It will be ze best dessert evah!
~approaches with a gleam in his eye.~
Sure, whatever. Melon-ball to your heart's content. {sigh} Here I am, brain the size of a planet, and they want to make me into a ghostly dessert.
~sees Slaad-Bar~
Sacre-bleau! Can it be? An incorporal Slaad?
I have waited years to find one!
~grabs melon-baller~
Now I can make ze Spirit Fruit Slaad! It will be ze best dessert evah!
~approaches with a gleam in his eye.~
I look forward to yer next culinary sensation...with um...anticipation and... stuff.