Forum Talkshow

[Vilu Daskar]

S.S. troops Ash, your skeletons don't know how to kill them. And that is my seat. *Points to a huge solid gold, gem encrusted, throne with silk cushions.* My gems are imported from across the universe.

[LT Sandpaw]

That is one expensive seat Vilu. How on earth did you afford it when the Daskarian Imperium is fifty-six quintillion credits in debt to the Elestrian Monarchy?

[Dotti Dillworthy]

*Guffaws uncontrollingly* That is ill-gotten wealth! And your Imperium's wealth is just nothing but sticky gooey amoeba! Hahahahaha!

[Lady Ashenwyte]

*Pulverises the heads of Vilu's soldiers with magic* *Has the throne carried away by undead ogres* To your assigned seat, or out!

[Hickory]

*Pulverises the heads of Vilu's soldiers with magic* *Has the throne carried away by undead ogres* To your assigned seat, or out!

Wait, you're at war with the Daskarium Imperium? The Galactic Empire offers an alliance.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

Why not? Anything to get these Daskarian Imperium idiots out.

[Dotti Dillworthy]

Down with the mudface trashy Imperium!! *whacks Vilu's soldiers with magic fan, three at a time*

[Vilu Daskar]

Ash, you don't want to rip them into more pieces, that only increases their numbers. Sand, I don't know where you get your crazy ideas but keep it up, I could always use a new jester. Now, I have not time for gangsters and local crime lords, I've got executions to deal with, planets to destroy, pathetic rebellions to crush, and make a few new laws.

[Banya]

*remains sitting, staring around*

[Aimless Gallivanter]

*remains sitting, staring around*

You seem sane, can I sit with you?

[Banya]

Absolutely!  *pats seat next to me*

[Vilu Daskar]

*remains sitting, staring around*

You seem sane, can I sit with you?

I'm not insane.

[Lady Amber]

*remains sitting, staring around*

You seem sane, can I sit with you?

I'm not insane.

Prove it.

[Vilu Daskar]

I'd rather now waste my time proving it, no matter how much convincing evidence I get you'll still say I'm crazy.

[Lady Amber]

I'd rather now waste my time proving it, no matter how much convincing evidence I get you'll still say I'm crazy.

Yes, you are crazy.