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[bitchester]

All right, it's pretty obvious from the countdown that something's coming. August 19th is when it finishes, and this is one of the first times we've had adequate time to prepare. If the soirée was any indication, things can only go from bad to worse, though that could've been a lot worse. I'm just saying ... we should probably be ready for the

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[bluetilator]

Will there be something to fight?

[bluetilator]

You should tell me about this pending threat.

[takeme2urpants]

I know less than this Master Sam does, I'm afraid, though I will add that he is a bit suspicious for knowing so much.

[bluetilator]

He looks weak. It would be the work of little more than a heartbeat to tear him apart.

[takeme2urpants]

He may be more of a diplomat than a fighter. I would not be altogether surprised.

[bluetilator]

He has the foul stench of lower demons.

[takeme2urpants]

Has he? I hadn't noticed. What does this mean, to you?

[bluetilator]

Little. I used to crush smaller demons for idle pleasure in my time of glory.

[takeme2urpants]

Hm. I admit I am disappointed by him, then.

[bluetilator]

He is also human. Humans are surprisingly resilient creatures.

[takeme2urpants]

I have often found them inventive, as well. It is only... I believe I know stronger humans who might spearhead this sort of gathering of knowledge. Of course, I am no longer in a position to suggest such things, and do not care enough to push.

[bluetilator]

Are your stronger humans doing other things?

[takeme2urpants]

I believe so, yes. My strongest human is not here. It is a shame, really.

[bluetilator]

Tell me about your strongest humans.

[takeme2urpants]

I haven't many--they're rather a hot commodity, in my time. However, my strongest human is undoubtedly Captain Zelnick, who has both united and destroyed races on his way toward galactic victory.

[bluetilator]

I wish I could meet this Captain Zelnick.