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*The Brettonian team expertly performs two fouls and a touchdown.*
*Many players in the Kislev Circus team are knocked out and removed from the pitch.*
*In response, the polar bear goes berserk. It breaks its muzzle and starts really putting the hurt on the other team, going so far as to literally bite off the head of one of the Brettonian linesmen (much to the sadistic delight of the crowd) while the rest of the Kislev Circus team just keeps their distance.*
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*Has hair start to slowly grow back (it's still not a pleasant sight).*
The heat might be gone for now, but who knows what the future holds (besides the When).
*Grabs a feather duster and cleans the cave (taking special care with the recent addition of a taxidermy Sax-O-Bear, courtesy of Schism, but it is only a Sax-O-Bear not the Sax-O-Bear that Pulg is overly fond of).*
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Nice to see Mt. Crumpet is still in one piece, post heatwave, but I notice that Butterhenge has melted. Pity.
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Because you'd go over and lick them. Then, no more Butterhenge, Chocolatehenge, or Sour Creamhenge, regardless of weather conditions.
But a very magnificent puddle, you must admit.
Who were the mysterious, highly advanced beings who built these cyclopean monuments all over Mt. Crumpet?
Points to throat.
Opens mouth - nothing comes out.
Shakes head.
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Points to throat.
Opens mouth - nothing comes out.
Shakes head.
Ursula: blast it all, I got the voice of that wretched derro instead of a certain mermaid's!
Tamatoa: just chill out, okay babe, we have more important things to worry about.
Madam Mim: Yes, we are still assisting GoatToucher with his production line.
Jafar: amongst the other tasks that he has entrusted us with.
Queen of Hearts: I just wish that my Card Guards would pick up the pace!
Chernabog: don't worry, I can use my powers to compensate...
*Blushes a deeper shade of black.*
Just don't remind me of my first millennial birthday, ever!
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Xemnas: it seems that the DVC has started to make some progress. How are we fairing?
*A tall, spindly man approaches. His long, blonde hair and pointed ears give him a very elf-like appearance. However, his glowing orange eyes and malicious grin give the distinct impression of a mad scientist.*
Vexen: the experiments are proving quite fruitful, never have I seen such mastery!
*Soon, a young woman (presumably in her middle to late teens) approaches. She has short, black hair and dark brown eyes. Her face has an empty, melancholy expression (as if she is about to weep but can't due to not feeling "complete").*
Xion: we are also making headway on the products, though GoatToucher brand is different from what we are familiar with, thus difficult to replicate. However, through trial and error, we are slowly succeeding.
Xemnas: marvellous! *Claps hands together in an excited manner*. I hope GoatToucher will approve of the hard work that we and the Disney Villain Council have put in. It will be useful to have his aid!
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I know he calls it his 'aid', but I'm not sure that's an accurate description of what it actually does.
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*After a long period of literally ripping the other team to shreds, the polar bear finally calms down and heads back to the sideline to rest. Meanwhile, the Kislev Circus team take advantage of the situation and quickly score a touchdown. Then, the referee blows the whistle.*
*The Brettonian team is in a state of disbelief having lost the game in a dramatic way.*
*Points for each team are calculated, then disregarded due to irrelevance.*
*With that, the final match of Blood Bowl is over... until the next time!*
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Ursula: blast it all, I got the voice of that wretched derro instead of a certain mermaid's!
points at throat
hands togetherpleading look in eyes
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points at throat
hands together
pleading look in eyes
Ursula: I really shouldn't, but, I have no interest in you... so here!
*Gives Schism back her voice.*
Captain Hook: what are you doing, you silly cephalopod?! We could've used her!
Madam Medusa: forget it, my dear captain, she probably would have said no anyway.
Jafar: true, even when we turned Schism into a Heartless, she remained independent.
Queen of Hearts: that, and the fact that something tells me that she is not in league with our (and the organisation's) newest member -GoatToucher - so it would be worthless having her help. Besides, all is going well for us right now, particularly that now my Card Guards are finally getting on with the job.
Oogie Boogie: Indeed, the GoatToucher brand products are in full production and are being spewed out of the automated machinery by the second! Not to mention that the experiments are proving quite... enlightening.
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Thank you Madam Ursula.
No accordions? You know what that means... HOLIDAY TIME!!!!
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Thank you Madam Ursula.
Ursula: *Genuinely surprised and flattered.* Oh, ho, ho! Thank you, Schism!
Hades: *rolls eyes*. Oi vey! Don't get carried away, alright? Ya big, slimy, fish!
Maleficent: Now, now, let's stay positive and keep on good terms with each other.
Scar: quite right my dear, if we start turning against each other then all our plans will be brought to ruin and our efforts will be for nought. Trust me, I speak from first hand experience.
Cruella De Vil: I guess it's true what they say, "a house divided never stands."
Lotso: That's right, when building our block tower, each brick needs careful placement.
We're all goin' on a, hairy holiday!
No more 'bonin' for a week or two!
A Waterhammer standee appears. And just stands. (‘Cause Waterhammer is dead, remember?)
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Dead, but can still type, I see.
We're on the go in Monaco!
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*Approaches the cardboard standee of Waterhammer.*
Hello there, I haven't seen you in while. How have you been?
*Goes into a lengthy discussion with the cardboard standee of Waterhammer.*
Well, it was delightful to chat with you, see you again sometime!
*Turns around and leaves. Meanwhile, someone destroys the cardboard standee.*
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Dead, but can still type, I see.
We're on the go in Monaco!
A ghost writer, obviously.
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I'm a ghost writer too.
'Ghost'
See?
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Yea, my powers are definitely becoming weaker the more I stay in human form.
Pulg and his fairy bands aren't even in Monaco yet, must be cramped in that van.
*Thinks for a moment.*
In fact, I haven't reverted back to the Pineoctopus since getting here...
And, you know what, I like the fact that I haven't!
*Stands proud and tall.*
Honestly, I prefer being Pineapple the Clown, it's much more me!
Personally, I think you use too much eye shadow.
Monaco is off - I've booked all the fairies for a Grand Festival of Depravity at the Chateau Malodor.
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*Arrives at Chateau Malodor, ready to help with the Grand Festival of Depravity.*
Okay, let's see what is already here and what else we can get.
*Spies a bizarre and unpleasant sight in the upper levels.*
I'm afraid that Comte de Malodor is going to be of no help to us whatsoever!
He's currently marching back and forth (in a very weird manner) on the second floor balcony, wearing naught but his (heavily soiled) underwear and singing "Mambo Italino" on repeat indefinitely!
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So what's new? Leave him for a bit, then once he starts belting out 'Sweet Caroline', we'll stun him with a statue, hose him down, then Lacastrakaa will get him into his uniform and send him back to his barracks.
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Well, it's true. He has.
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Ah. Easy mistake to make, but that's his collection of petrified cyclops testicles. The coconuts are behind the other door.
Take 2 of these and call me in the morning.
gives Fish-Malkovich 2 'somethings'
Not sure. One appears to be a guided missile cruiser, though.