“The massacre of Syrs Gnelph was not as written.” “I am afraid I am becoming more so with each terrible tick groused by that gaudy timepiece slung around your neck.” In case it wasn’t clear, Frigglish wore a clock Zazzerpan didn’t care for. Despite what he was doing with his beard, he was, in fact, immersed in meaningful contemplation. “You’re certain of this?” asked Frigglish. The grisly expanse bore the texture of a decadent dessert, like one of Smarny’s formidable custard trifles wobbled out on wheels for the holidays, to the dismay of a small nation. It was a human bone, not striking in the tale it told alone so much as that told by the thousands like it festooning the marshy soil of the mass grave. A single piece of evidence cradled in his coriaceous old man palms. The practice would evince thoughtfulness - sagacity, even - if they didn’t do it all the time. As a matter of fact, his cadre of fellow wizards were all putting similar moves on their beards as well. He was however not surrounded by the reasonable, but the wise, a distinction in men that would forever be the difference in history’s garland of treasured follies. Behavior to petition contempt among the reasonable. A more pedestrian audience would parse the exhibit as nervous compulsion. > Rose: Combine salamander and eldritch plush.įrigglish bothered his beard, as if unkinking a hitch in a long silk windsock. Why? what do you hope to accomplish? A giant umbrella that sucks you into the air? > Rose: Combine bronzed vacuum and umbrella. Dadaism is like non-art but this is art that is intentionally not-art, so it’s putting a lampshade on poor art-making techniques making it post-modern… Maybe it’s post-postmodern ? What qualifies as post-postmodern?Īwesome, now it’s a computer with unlimited power, shame you don’t have glasses to mere them with. No, i m not reading Sweet No and Hell No, I don’t care how much of an artistic achievement it is to be as intentionally bad as that. > Rose: Alchemize a whole bunch of cool stuff. I think PM was supposed to deliver the White Queen’s power to the White King to give him some sort of power boost so that he could help win this war, but… It all went wrong when the Crew came… Oh god…īut what’s the significance of the white king’s scepter? Some war was about to occur and then through an unexpected power play Jack Noir took the black Queen’s power and began to destroy everything! Is that a chess world? black paw and white pawns everywere… Mutations that look like ches peices. Oh, this looks promising and by that I mean “Death and Destuction everywhere” The BATTLEFIELD holds little promise for the peaceful life of a simple farmer. Somewhere, a WARWEARY VILLEIN rues eternal struggle between feuding royalty. And I bet you all thought my outrage was real. Of course that was just an imaginary transformation, since the ring doesn’t work like that on humans. Wait a moment, that’s not a real sword, that’s an ornament…. But if John is in reality and this is a dream, does that mean nobody is actually dreaming? What would happen if the real and dream selves met? Because it’s clearly very possible that that could happen only obviously one side would b asleep and the other would not. I mean PM had gotten from the dark world John was in to this light world here and this is where Jade’s dream self is. Has anybody else noticed that the Dream World is directly connected to the game? Like Physically connected? Like when the kids fall asleep all foa sudden they’re in a different second of the game in a new body an new clothes? No wait, better question: Why is there two of everybody? I think he got the point the first time, Dream!Jade. Oh, and I see Jack Noir has chosen his new nomme de plumme for his recently acquired god complex to match his previous Spades Slick identity. You say you’d still rather wear the outfit.

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