Second Invite

[loyalbatmonkeys]

[That's right folks, it's a MONTAGE POST

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[slapwithpanache]

Curse of the . . . Huh. I really shouldn't.

[About ten minutes after Zetta reads the slip of paper, a massive green ear of corn pops out of nowhere and begins to make strange faces at Zetta. Circling about it are 6 levitating normal corns.]

OoooooOOoooooooOOOOOOOOooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooo

JoooOOOooooOOOoooooIiiiiiIiiiinnNNNNnnnn UuuuuuUSSSssssssSSSssssssssssssssssssssss

[loyalbatmonkeys]

[BURNINATES]

[slapwithpanache]

*cough cough hack splutter hack*

N-No! My fellow corn have been . . . roasted! And not even the proper way, with butter and seasonings! What a needless waste! R-Retreat, my good corn, retreeeeeeeeaaaaat! You shall pay dearly for this offense!

[loyalbatmonkeys]

Look, drop the act, you clearly aren't the corn mentioned here.

[rose_liberated]

[In the Library looking through dozens of books on Evil History. She seems to be searching for something in particular.]

[loyalbatmonkeys]

[He's currently reading Bloody Conflicts of the Past Ten Centuries. It's surprisingly gripping...mostly because of the graphic details. He just glances at her]

[rose_liberated]

[Ooo, she seems interested in your book, but has a pile of her own to work through. Some of them are very out of date, including a very old copy of 'POWER' magazine that's cover story is "Our Top Ten Best New Overlords." Zetta might remember that he was in that issue, as number eight.]

[loyalbatmonkeys]

[Oh yes, those were good times. Course, he was still aiming for No. 1]

[queenofthezerg]

My my, aren't you a busy little bee.

[loyalbatmonkeys]

Hey, I'm level grinding.

[queenofthezerg]

Typical of a world as comical as this that advancement in power and strength has become simplified down to simple slaughter. There is only so much you'll be able to accomplish just by increasing your own personal strength.

[loyalbatmonkeys]

Are you insulting me?

...But you know what...you're...somewhat right. At this point it's all I can do though.

[darkcastlelord]

[Dracula is pursing through the Library, while his personal one is grand, it is lacking in all matters Netherworld-ese]

[loyalbatmonkeys]

[Still reading his book of graphically described battles]

[darkcastlelord]

Hm... what is that you are reading, Good Sir?

[loyalbatmonkeys]

Who wants to know?

[darkmastern]

wow, there's a surprising amount of people in the library today!

[loyalbatmonkeys]

Aren't people supposed to stay quiet in a place like this?

[darkmastern]

Woah, you even know the rules, and you seem pretty powerful. Are you possibly, some sort of super delinquent?

[loyalbatmonkeys]

Delinquent? I'm the Overlord Zetta! And I'm just. Trying. To read.