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Szechuan McNugget sauce. I want to try it.
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Fly home buddy. I work alone.
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If 93% of conversation is nonverbal, why don't more people shut up?
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Legend says, if you hold your ear to a conch shell, you'll hear a conch shell.
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"Oh come on! Why can't I do something like that?" grunted Mrs. Pickles.
Wait. What was he talking about? This was perfect! *intense Anime music begins to play*
Mrs. Pickles grabbed his hunting rifle and aimed it at the gas station. It was the perfect shot! A well thought out, brilliant idea! What could possibly go wrong? Plus, there's no way that Mrs Pickles could miss...
Wait... what? Mrs. Pickles missed!?! What a lousy shot! Instead, the cursing Mrs. Pickles had hit some food in the store... which knocked over some shelves... which knocked over several bottles of soda... which flew all over the gas station, even out of it's front door and broken window. And then, suddenly countless bottles of soda were exploding around Captain Crab Cakes.
Soon, the alien was covered in sugary liquids.
Mrs. Pickles decided that this would have to serve as a distraction for now, and it at least put out some fires around the alien. Then, he got back onto the elevator, which was still playing elevator music.
Wait. What was he talking about? This was perfect! *intense Anime music begins to play*
Mrs. Pickles grabbed his hunting rifle and aimed it at the gas station. It was the perfect shot! A well thought out, brilliant idea! What could possibly go wrong? Plus, there's no way that Mrs Pickles could miss...
Wait... what? Mrs. Pickles missed!?! What a lousy shot! Instead, the cursing Mrs. Pickles had hit some food in the store... which knocked over some shelves... which knocked over several bottles of soda... which flew all over the gas station, even out of it's front door and broken window. And then, suddenly countless bottles of soda were exploding around Captain Crab Cakes.
Soon, the alien was covered in sugary liquids.
Mrs. Pickles decided that this would have to serve as a distraction for now, and it at least put out some fires around the alien. Then, he got back onto the elevator, which was still playing elevator music.
@Phobos In regards to post #20, you got your cities mixed up.
How everyone else is imagining an alien crab monster:
How I'm imagining an alien crab monster:
How I'm imagining an alien crab monster:
Unfortunately the bait didn't work. The wolf spat on the ground and muttered profanity. "I'll kill you faster before you can blink. As soon as that damn fight starts."
The Master walked to the corner cell and saw the salamander sitting in the corner. He was covered and mud and gnawing on a small piece of meat. He looked over at The Master, his eyes glazed. "Can I help you?" he asked. He seemed almost exactly like a salamander, only bipedal and, if it wasn't for his slouched posture, he'd be the same height as The Master
The Master walked to the corner cell and saw the salamander sitting in the corner. He was covered and mud and gnawing on a small piece of meat. He looked over at The Master, his eyes glazed. "Can I help you?" he asked. He seemed almost exactly like a salamander, only bipedal and, if it wasn't for his slouched posture, he'd be the same height as The Master
I think it should be about noon by now in the IC correct?
I'd say so.
"We have a special way of fighting on our planet. You've probably never heard of it," ~Hipster Mrs. Pickles.
Oh, come on! My plan worked too well!
Mrs. Pickles did the only thing he could think of. He skirted out of the way, narrowly avoid the attack, and then laughed.
"That's adorable! You're going to slam me into the ground with your little claw things! Pfft. I bet you you aliens think your so advanced. With your little claws and stuff. If you think we're pathetic apes... ha! We have to change our rules of fighting when aliens like you come to our world! In fact, we don't even bother sending out our best, heck, the most powerful warrior's probably watching you from a distance, giggling uncontrollably! How, you might ask? Invisibility, a word you probably can't even spell! Blowing up buildings like a child throwing a tantrum. We have a much simpler way of determining the greatest warrior is. But there's no way you could figure out the rules, pathetic crustacean, they're probably too advanced for your kind."
Mrs. Pickles did the only thing he could think of. He skirted out of the way, narrowly avoid the attack, and then laughed.
"That's adorable! You're going to slam me into the ground with your little claw things! Pfft. I bet you you aliens think your so advanced. With your little claws and stuff. If you think we're pathetic apes... ha! We have to change our rules of fighting when aliens like you come to our world! In fact, we don't even bother sending out our best, heck, the most powerful warrior's probably watching you from a distance, giggling uncontrollably! How, you might ask? Invisibility, a word you probably can't even spell! Blowing up buildings like a child throwing a tantrum. We have a much simpler way of determining the greatest warrior is. But there's no way you could figure out the rules, pathetic crustacean, they're probably too advanced for your kind."
"I'll keep in touch," and with that, That Boy soundlessly walked away. He seemed upset about something unrelated to The Master's dilemma.
Dark One nodded. "He's somewhere in the prison. He has the corner cell," he pointed into the general direction. "I'm certain that he was talking about the salamander mutant, Pedro. You may go on your own or with somebody else, but I have other business to attend to." He briskly walked into the prison. The rain began to die down.
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"Jared is a monster. It's as simple as that. He has an illusion of the way the world should work, and does anything he can to make that world possible," explained Larry. "Ah, you haven't met 'That Boy.' He's the one that gave Jesper the unicycle. He also has a quarter of your book, if I understand correctly. Wonderfully hard book to find, I might add. Summoning is fairly uncommon in the dungeon and in the AlterWorld, but a book with that much detail is... priceless. Unfortunately, I don't know much about That Boy, and I probably know him better than most that are alive. I don't even know his real name."
Larry paused and thought, and then some food was brought to William, including Debbie Cakes and potato chips. "I'll have to make a plan with retrieving Jesper, Eddy, and Emily. In the meantime, do you have any other questions for me?"
Dark One nodded. "He's somewhere in the prison. He has the corner cell," he pointed into the general direction. "I'm certain that he was talking about the salamander mutant, Pedro. You may go on your own or with somebody else, but I have other business to attend to." He briskly walked into the prison. The rain began to die down.
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"Jared is a monster. It's as simple as that. He has an illusion of the way the world should work, and does anything he can to make that world possible," explained Larry. "Ah, you haven't met 'That Boy.' He's the one that gave Jesper the unicycle. He also has a quarter of your book, if I understand correctly. Wonderfully hard book to find, I might add. Summoning is fairly uncommon in the dungeon and in the AlterWorld, but a book with that much detail is... priceless. Unfortunately, I don't know much about That Boy, and I probably know him better than most that are alive. I don't even know his real name."
Larry paused and thought, and then some food was brought to William, including Debbie Cakes and potato chips. "I'll have to make a plan with retrieving Jesper, Eddy, and Emily. In the meantime, do you have any other questions for me?"
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