(Checks his scrying screen for the events on GT isle)
Bloody hell, they're in for some unexpected nastiness.
(Message to IHIYC: stay put, things are about to get ugly for those not in hiding)
Things will be even uglier for those who are hiding.
*violet crystal bottle glints in the sunlight as the tide ebbs and recedes across it, almost as though it were winking at whoever might happen to be combing the beach*
H'mm... This means one of two things: Genies, or free Buckfast. Why not both - Buckfast genies? Yeeharh!
{Uncorks bottle and empties contents down pie-spout}
Well that's that then.
Finch!
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*cue obligatory theme music*
Well, that out of the way....
You distract him and keep his immune system busy, boys...girls...thingies...my crew and I will head for his brain!
*casts Bleached Otyugh in Racquel Welch's role* We need you for security purposes!
Yes... "leave" the "island"...
Mmmm, sand fleas.
Is the limbo tournament before or after the Ysgard tournament?
I need to return to the island. But I never left. What a twist!
The real twist is that you've actually been Hitler this entire time!
I didnt know that because my glasses broke and now I can't see or read all those books. What a twist!
You can leave the Island, but the Island never leaves you...
POOG!!!
*eats Poog*
*burps*
What a twist!
I remember when it was really humming.
Then I washed it.
(Breaks out while about being swallowed)
POOG not be eaten, Poog great escaper!!
(Proceeds to run around swinging his dogslicer)
Self-respect?
Or maybe....
Unfortunately, we have all lost.
Except for me. Temporarily, I expect.
Will you stop it with the fish flesh already! We were having a lovely time until you brought that up!
My room on the island is too close to the man-bear-pig petting zoo. Their howls and screams keep me up at night.
You get used to it after a couple thousand years.
And you can hear those screams from your perfect ears....
And you can hear those screams from your perfect ears....
Wrong Roberts.
Next, on a very special Bath Time for GoatToucher...
Next, on a very special Bath Time for GoatToucher...
Aaand nooow eeeet's....
BATHTIME! FOR GOAT TOUCH
-ER, MERCY ME!
LET'S GET THOSE STAINS ON THE RUN!
Gestures broadly as beautiful island girls stream out draping leis on everyone's shoulders.
"Smiles, everyone! SMILES!"
The leis, by the way, are not flowers, but loops of viscera dripping with fluids.
AND THEY TASTE DELICIOUS!!!
Porters bring out a well-greased KenderKin wearing a spelunker's helmet and light on his head. A heavy rope is tied around his waist.
:to MBT: "Hands on your knees. Now, you might feel some pressure.
:hands KK a trowel and a pair of tongs: Now, if you see anything strange, tug on the rope twice.
He nods to the porters, who pick up KK by wrist and ankle, swinging him back and forth towards MBT's hindportions.
"One... TWO..."
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THREEEEEHEEEHEEE!!!
IT BEGINS
Poor KenderKin.
Go on boys: get him all the way in there! I know he's wriggling, use the plunger!
You could at least have given him a snorkel.
I can't bear to watch. I'll just take the win and leave.
There's no escape from GT's Island of "Delights".
I WONDER IF I CAN POP HIS LITTLE KENDER HEAD OFF IF I CLENCH HARD ENOUGH!?!