I've always wanted one of my threads to be necromancied.

[Eric the Kitten-Bee]

The Leopard Inquisition wrote:

NO ONE EXPECTS THE LEOPARD INQUISITION!

Eh. I spotted you coming.

[Septa Nutella]

Shame. Shame. Shame.

[Pillbug Sinatra & The Rat Gobs]

{toots harmonica...}

♫ "I've got no shame
To hold me down
To make me fret
Or make me frown
I had shame
But now I'm freeeeeeee
There are no strings on me!" ♫

[Quibblecat]

*eats half of rats; leaves other halves strategically located for maximal midnight impact*

[Hannibal Lecture]

Tell me, Agent Starling... has the thread stopped screaming?

[Tacticslion]

The Leopard Inquisition wrote:

NO ONE EXPECTS THE LEOPARD INQUISITION!

Well I sure didn't! You leopard into action before I was ready!

Eric the Kitten-Bee wrote:

Eh. I spotted you coming.

So you suggest it's of mountain-ing importance that I increase my Perception skill? If so, you ain't lion~!

[non-dyslexic Valeros]

Hannibal Lecture wrote:

Tell me, Agent Starling... has the thread stopped screaming?

NO, BECAUSE YOU WON'T... STOP... TALKING!

LOOK, WE GET THAT YOUR PRESENTATION IS IMPORTANT, BUT WE BELIEVE YOU NEED THIS HEARING AID!

[Mister T]

So... exhausted... from pitying... I hate April 1st...

[Mister T, Lich]

I pity the fool who tries to steal my bling.

[90s Simpsons Referotron]

*yoink*

[Spiteful Mite]

*yeet*

[Dread Pyrite LeChunk]

*yarr*

[Old Man George]

Kids today, with your slang and your maritime larceny...

[Limeylongears]

Is she the sister of Gary Larceny, the famous bandit cartoonist?

[The Worst Person Ever]

Have we seriously waited 13 days to thwart the purpose of this thread? What's wrong with you people?!

[Spacecaptain Pillbug Lebowski]

I was unconscious from snorting dandelions.

[The when]

Arise ye sleeping, lightly napping, perhaps only nodding off thread. Time to get on with it.

[james014Aura]

Thread casts Greater False Life.
Thread casts Greater False Life.
Thread casts Greater False Life.
Thread casts Greater False Life.
Thread casts Greater False Life.
Thread casts Greater False Life.
...
It will never die.

[Paul the Llama]

Caaaaaaarrrrrllll!

[Caaaaaaaarrrl the Llama]

{munching on bucket of KFC baby hands} What?

[Tacticslion]

I don't know why I'm typing this, here, but I am.

[StrategiesServal]

No matter where you go, there you are.

[Clausewitz von Gerbil]

I'm not.

[Schrodinger's Dice]

I'm both.

[TOZ]

But is this necromancy or reincarnation?

[An Immortal Lychee]

Six of one, toMAHto.

[Tacticslion]

StrategiesServal wrote:

No matter where you go, there you are.

Am I, though? Am I really?

Clausewitz von Gerbil wrote:

I'm not.

Aren't you, though? Aren't you really?

Schrodinger's Dice wrote:

I'm both.

Are you, though? Are you really? *peeks in the box while asking*

[Tacticslion]

TOZ wrote:

But is this necromancy or reincarnation?

I've always been of the opinion that resurrection-type effects should be necromancy...

(Granted, reincarnate is transmutation, but still. Should fall into the same category.)

[Tacticslion]

An Immortal Lychee wrote:

Six of one, toMAHto.

HOW DO YOU GET SIX OF ONE TOMAHTO?!

... you are good at the clone spell, man!

(Watch out for them all coming to life at the same time and trying to kill each other, though.)

[Tacticslion]

I am here
To write poetry
Like someone famous
But worse

[Pillbug Toenibbler]

[Piper="Roddy"]

I'm here to chew gum
and compose haikus. And I'm
all out of sylla-

[/Piper]

[Overly Literal Bard]

There once was a poet from Limerick
whose scansion wasn’t very good.
Rhyme gave him trouble too
and he enjamb
ed inexplicably
so he got published a lot by university presses.

[Horatio, Claptrap Writer]

It was a dark and stormy day...

[Chuck Les, Son of Jokey]

There was a young fellow from Troon,
Who ate a whole bushel of prunes
Oh, what a mishap!
A small ocean of crap,
Swept the country, right up to Dunoon.

[Construction Montage C.Y.]

The leaves rustled, verily...

[Overly Literal Bard]

There once was a man from Nantucket
who didn't pronounce his Rs
and made a living as a fisher
until a nor'wester
blew him out to sea and he was eaten by a whale.

[Asmodea the Foxy Linguist]

Savannah's busom heaved longingly, as she reached over and said, breathlessly, into his ear "That'll do pig".

[Jubilant Jeopardy Contestant]

Overly Literal Bard wrote:

There once was a man from Nantucket

who didn't pronounce his Rs
and made a living as a fisher
until a nor'wester
blew him out to sea and he was eaten by a whale.

Frantically hits buzzer.

Who is, Tom Hanks!?!

[Vanessa Pablovovitch Shachtman]

Miguel, a fire smouldering in his lambent eyes, turned one firm, muscular shoulder towards her, a shaft of moonlight outlining the exquisitely sculpted lines of his immaculate pecs. His gaze held her transfixed, and she was powerless to react as he drew her towards him and breathed,

"I love you,

You love me,

We're a happy family"

Then he slithered into his purple rubber dinosaur costume and prepared

[Limey's Conscience]

A LOVELY NOURISHING CUP OF COCOA FOR THEM BOTH.

[Buffalo Springfield]

There's something happening here. But what it is ain't exactly clear.

[Eeyore Slaad]

There's a flan with a gob over there

[The Anagrammaton]

Heave ho, waiter! Flog the seven brats!

[Tacticslion]

I once thought of going to sea
But even just thinking it, I had to wee
That wasn't any good, it's quite plain to see
So I didn't.

[Hawkmen]

*look round for Brian Blessed; flap dejectedly off*

[Tacticslion]

Alone, yet near others
Tired, yet well rested
Powerless, yet necessary

... it's a joke about the spare tire, y'all.

[Tacticslion]

Guys.
Guys.
Guys.
Bear with me, guys.
So, like, guys.
Guys.
You can animate a corpse after it’s been well preserved, like pickling, right? Right. Obviously.
You can animate a corpse after it’s been well rottted, right? Right.
You can animate parts of a corpse (like a head or hand) by itself, right? Right.
So... guys... and bare with me, guys... guys... rubber is made from rubber. Whether sap, coal, or oil, all that stuff is just processed corpse material.
Guys. GUYS! Guys. Guuuuyyys. What happens when you animate the spare tire? I guess we’re all necromancers, now.

[Lord Fyre]

james014Aura wrote:

Thread casts Greater False Life.

Thread casts Greater False Life.
Thread casts Greater False Life.
Thread casts Greater False Life.
Thread casts Greater False Life.
Thread casts Greater False Life.
...
It will never die.

This thread is Polka.

[Tacticslion]

Polka!

[Alanis Morissette]

Now I want a cheerfully weird necromancer with at least a level or two in bard to play jaunty accordion songs as he kills you.