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Started by Lady Ashenwyte, December 09, 2015, 11:25:10 AM

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Feles

laudate interfectorem ad diversorium reginae
I am the harbinger of the spicy rooster apocalypse,
I am the hydrogen bomb in a necktie,
I hold the flames of a thousand collapsed stars,
I am Bobracha!

Lady Ashenwyte

Quote from: Delthion on March 11, 2016, 02:07:58 AM
I am the Slayer of the Guest Queen, I ask for the endorsement of the renowned Order of the Cookie.

We are forced to stay neutral, but know that the Cookie protects you at all times.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Lord Daskar

Quote from: Inquisitor on March 11, 2016, 03:18:09 AM
laudate interfectorem ad diversorium reginae
Another Latin speaker, did you know Latin is the official Language of the Daskarian Imperium? Join the Royal Party now.
When work gets overwhelming, remember that you are going to die. -A Coffee Cup

Be silent, or let thy words be more than silence.

Cheerful
Main Entry:   cheerĀ·ful
Function: Adjective.
1 a : full of good spirits <a cheerful outlook> <cheerful obedience>

Ares saves not the brave man but the coward.

Lady Ashenwyte

Quote from: Lord Daskar on March 11, 2016, 03:48:28 PM
Quote from: Inquisitor on March 11, 2016, 03:18:09 AM
laudate interfectorem ad diversorium reginae
Another Latin speaker, did you know Latin is the official Language of the Daskarian Imperium? Join the Royal Party now.

You are under arrest. Come with us, and you'll be unharmed.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Feles

#94
Which person?
I am the harbinger of the spicy rooster apocalypse,
I am the hydrogen bomb in a necktie,
I hold the flames of a thousand collapsed stars,
I am Bobracha!

Groddil

@Inquisitor : He's talking to Lord Daskar

* Grozzil taps foot impatiently.

Lady Ashenwyte

The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Groddil

Quote from: Groddil on March 10, 2016, 11:19:44 PM
I would like to meet this clone of mine, Grozzil. He seems willing to assist you using his powers of poisonousness. For example, take this cookie.

* Groddil produces a cookie, and feeds it to Grozzil.

* Grozzil spits out the cookie, which is now a sickly green color.

Behold, the power. With Grozzil on your side, your weaponry will be much more effective.

Lady Ashenwyte

Quote from: Groddil on March 10, 2016, 11:19:44 PM
I would like to meet this clone of mine, Grozzil. He seems willing to assist you using his powers of poisonousness. For example, take this cookie.

* Groddil produces a cookie, and feeds it to Grozzil.

* Grozzil spits out the cookie, which is now a sickly green color.

Behold, the power. With Grozzil on your side, your weaponry will be much more effective.

Very well, we shall take this gift.

The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Groddil

* Groddil gives a short bow and leaves.

* Grozzil begins to eat the weaponized cookies and coat them in poison.

"For the Cookie! Enemies of the Chocolate Chip shall die by agonizing green slime!"

Lady Ashenwyte

Not so soon. *Traquilises Grozzil and takes him to a laboratory*
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Groddil

* Grozzil wakes uup in a laboratory.

"Where am I? Have I awoken in the embrace of the Cookie?"

* Grozzil spits a poison cookie at the exit, melting his way outside.

"Hello? Lord Ashenwyte?"

Lady Ashenwyte

*Appears before Grozzil* Nothing will happen. I just have to help you, so don't worry. G'night. *Tranquilises Groddil*

*Modifies Groddil so that the Cookies are untainted, and gives him three extra mechanical gun arms on his back, a heavy bolter arm, a plasma cannon, and a multi-melta*
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Groddil

* Grozzil wakes up again.

"What the..."

* Grozzil tries to poison a weaponized cookie, but nothing happens.

* Grozzil poisons a ricecracker.

"This could help..."

* Grozzil modifies the plasma cannon to fire poisonous ricecrackers.

Feles

I am the harbinger of the spicy rooster apocalypse,
I am the hydrogen bomb in a necktie,
I hold the flames of a thousand collapsed stars,
I am Bobracha!