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[BlueRose]

*is very amused* We hast begun our conquest of the world!!! Mwahahahaha!

[Norham Waterpaw]

Erm, what?

[BlueRose]

Nothing! We said nothing. Well, almost nothing. What fine weather our kingdom is having today!

[The Skarzs]

Mm. Yes. Quite.


Psst! When doth we start mass producing the tanks, my lady?

[Rainshadow]

  What would thou liketh me to do to amuse thee, my lady?

[The Skarzs]

First, let me heal. Then I can help.

[Rusvul]

My lady, with all due respect. I dare not amuse thee, as it only ends badly for those who do so. I think I shall server you no longer. Should I perish, I will at least do so quickly, and without you laughing at my plight. I am...
THE BANE OF AMUSEMENT!
*Electric guitar*

*Eats all the pie, and the cliff. Then takes Super-Anti-Indigestionater-3,000,000 to prevent indigestion and/or death*

Mwah!

[The Skarzs]

*Hobbles over to Rusvul and slaps him with a pie.
Thou shall amuseth her, fiend! And I'm healing fast, so this job isn't too bad. It's kinda fun to jump off cliffs and get pies.

[Norham Waterpaw]

*zombified voice* PIIEEEE!

[BlueRose]

Thou shalt all amuse us! We will not stand for insubordination.

Those who art amusing us are doing very well.

The mass production of the tanks start when we have enough steel.

[The Skarzs]

Yes, my lady. A little longer and I shall be ready to amuse thee.

[The Shade]

Why, I ask, why are thee talking like this? Thou should have knowth this is is annoying I tell thy. Yay, ye shalt see the results of thy foolish bidding.

[The Skarzs]

Thou art the fool, for it is thee who is not speaking thus correctly. Verily, thou shouldst be cast over yonder crevice, naught to be seen again.

[BlueRose]

*cringes* Gah! Thou art fools! Thy paltry attempts to speak in the high words of old hath given us a headache!

[The Shade]

Nay, I shalt not be cast within yon deep hole. Ye scum have nought see the last of I. I shalt return, and wreck revenge on thy brethren.