Insane Asylum.

[Hickory]

Of course, O Overlord. Don't tell Soren I said that. Like he even looks in here.

*transfigures beach back into asylum*
*sits glumly in cell*
Lightbulb!
*transfigures toilet into master bathroom*
*transfigures bed into king size bed*
*vanishes bars*
Okay, asylum inmates feel free to have a good time in my cell!
*transfigures floor into carpet*
*conjures chintz armchairs*
*COnjures cider*

[Faiyloe]

There already was carpet! it was part of the renovations I was doing.

[Dibbun Against Bedtime]

*runs around on carpet singing a happy song, carefully formulating my master plan *

[Izeroth]

*runs around on carpet singing a happy song, carefully formulating my master plan *

Hey! I'm the only one who can have master plans!

[Amarith Waterspring]

Ok Since I still don't know who's side I'm on I'll Just have to choose!

*Dissappears into a cloud of smoke that fills up the entire asylum*

*Bang* *Bash* *Bong* *MEOW* *Clatter*

*Emerges from smoke*

Ok, I created a time machine that will allow us go back in time to stop everyone escaping. We can warn old Faiy and Skarzs to make sure this never happens! 'Cause this is chaos!

*Jumps into time machine and the entire world lurches*

*Steps out of the time machine and everything is normal and in place*

*1 hour before break out*

[Faiyloe]

*one hour before the brake out.*

Hey Skarzs. You want some fried froad for lunch? 

[Lady Ashenwyte]

*Writes a sonnet. Pins it up on the front gate.*  VICTORY!

[The Skarzs]

*one hour before the brake out.*

Hey Skarzs. You want some fried froad for lunch? 

Sounds delicious!

[Faiyloe]

*Boils Freddy in oil* 

[Hickory]

And it's Sgaetip here, reporting for BBC Wildlife channel. We see here the native Fay and Skarz, normallt found in partnership. Others of their species have crossbred, creating the rare Skarloe. As you can see here, they are enjoying an esquisite delacacy: Fried Froad. However, several wildlife experts know that it is merely a setup, as they are really trying to lure the froad's sybiotic friend, the Russa, to the hunting grounds. THey tuck in, always keeping a sharp eye out for the Russa. Sagetip the hare, BBC America.

[The Skarzs]

Actually, all I want is some food.

[Faiyloe]

*Stands up from the table slowly dabbing the corners of my mouth* You know Sage... I would be more careful with what I let slip out of my mouth if I where you. *Places napkin lightly on the table* *Turns and punches Sage in the face knocking the chair over as I do so*

[Hickory]

*grins and disapparates back to cell*

[Faiyloe]

There that is better.

[Russa Nodrey]

*Boils Freddy in oil* 

Look, Freddy, they're boiling your hologram.