Still in lair of the evil yada yada. I've rolled around a good portion of this place--it's bloody huge! Who knew you could get so much square footage from inside a hill? But back to my point. I've searched nook and cranny, managing to stay out of sight and out of the paws of that vigilant guard dog...raccoon...thingy, and there is no Damien in ( Read more... )

With the help of a mutant raccoon, I have infiltrated the lair of the evil masterminds who kidnapped my favorite master.

Hmm, there's a lot of these halflings around here. Must be a consortium or something. I do hope they haven't harmed Damien. *flashes*

A new power is rising.

Mun o mun of mine, why do you keep looking at me and muttering?

*sparkles*

This can't be a good sign. *would weep if I had eyes*

Begging your pardon for interrupting your visit, O cutest and most favorite master, but I think a swan ate me.

Road trip, baybee!

No longer bored. But now I'm in a smiting mood.

((Can a ring of power smite anything?))

*blink* Of course I can! Can't I?

Whatever. All I know is I want to make something burn. Or hop around in pain. SOMETHING. Smitesmitesmitesmite. So come on, cutenewevilbearer, let's have some fun.

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*ahem* All right, I know we're cramped in here, but ( Read more... )

Bored bored bored.

So.

Bored.

((new mun))

FUCK YOU BITCHES! FUCK YOU ALL!