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HeadInAnotherGalaxy

May'apz if zey vere zombiez...

Nyet, Ah dae NAE 'ave zombiez currently on ze brain ze noo (zcuzin' ze accidental pun). Na' gae board up ze doorz und vindovz. Und make zure ve 'ave plenty o' zin'z fer fire. Fire iz important.
NARDOLE; You are completely out of your mind!
DOCTOR: How is that news to anyone?

"I am Yomin Carr, the harbinger of doom. I am the beginning of the end of your people!" -Yomin Carr

-Sometime later, the second mate was unexpectedly rescued by the subplot, which had been trailing a bit behind the boat (and the plot). The whole story moved along.

Russa Nodrey

Did you say fire? *Lights a match* Hehehehe.
Freddy

The Skarzs

Not you too, Russa!
Everyone's a pyromaniac!
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Cornflower MM

Oooooh, pretty fire! *Stares at Russa's match*

Delthion

Why are you staring at Ash, Corn?

He is most assuredly Russa's match. >:D
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Cornflower MM

Oh-OHHHHHHH AYYYYYYYYY I GET IT. GOOD ONE DEL!

The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Russa Nodrey

Freddy



HeadInAnotherGalaxy

NARDOLE; You are completely out of your mind!
DOCTOR: How is that news to anyone?

"I am Yomin Carr, the harbinger of doom. I am the beginning of the end of your people!" -Yomin Carr

-Sometime later, the second mate was unexpectedly rescued by the subplot, which had been trailing a bit behind the boat (and the plot). The whole story moved along.

The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Russa Nodrey

Freddy

Delthion

* Delthion sets the bonfire on fire.
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Russa Nodrey

Freddy