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[eviltriumphs]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

GAZE UPON MY MALICE, LOWLY WORMS!! I, EVIL KING STAN, HAVE JUST ABDUCTED A GOOD PORTION OF YOUR MEDICAL SUPPLIES AND A HELPLESS YOUNG WOMAN!!!! THAT'S RIGHT! YOUR DEAR....

[Stan pauses then turns away from the communicator. There's the sound of a door creaking open, and both voices that follow are a small distance away from

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[polymorphically]

I'm afraid you'll have to return those medical supplies, Mr. .. Ah, Mr. Evil King.

[eviltriumphs]

NEEEEVERRR!!! HAHAHAHA!!!

Besides, you have enough. My slaves must've carted a ton of boxes from your old location to the hallway.

...Oh, so that's where I left Ari! There may be a red-headed, weak little boy along with those boxes. Just stick him with a needle and send him on his way. I'm sure he'll be fine.

1/2;

[polymorphically]

[polymorphically]

That works!

[eviltriumphs]

Oh, and if he protests, just jab him with another one. He keeps complaining about how he's "weak" and "sick" and "why do I always have to do all the work, Stan?!" all the time anyway. I'm sure an extra needle will put his petty whining to rest, hehehehe.

[polymorphically]

.. Right. Poor kid.