Katsura ☂ Kotarou ❝D&D stands for dumb and delusional❞
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[the feed jars on to what appears to be a master and a student -- locked in a battle to the death!]
[Zura presses a wooden sword of +10 tiny, awful splinters against Shinpachi’s -10 adam’s apple throat, and lets out a loud, evil laugh]
Haaa ha ha! You shall never have the hand of my daughter, you fool! Were your lowly shadow to even fall partway upon Princess Elizabeth’s foot, she would instantly cut it off in shame!
[a sudden flash! pure malice glints off of the frames of Shinpachi’s enchanted spectacles! It’s clear that a large portion of the animation budget went straight into this scene!]
[he opens his mouth to speak...but a vague hint of confusion crosses his lenses face]
Oi...Katsura-san..! What are you doing?! This isn’t what we rehearsed! Stick to the script! ...Ah...That’s...That’s what you think! Do you really think your earth-realm weapon can affect my +30 armor?! Don’t you know?! It’s super effective against warriors with long, silky locks of hair!
-- Damn him! My long, silky locks are what have kept me on the top of Kingdom People’s Magazine’s Most Eligible Widowers for four score and seven years running! I cannot in good conscience cut them off... for my people!
[the annoyed scowl grows on the sinister megane-magi’s face. his dark cloak stirs and suddenly, his wrist snaps out, a foam dart firing from his outstretched hand!]
[the older man falls to his knees and weeps before the cue, while Shinpachi shouts]
I cast baldaga! Fall... to your... knees... and weep... From now until the end of your days, you will be known as K*ririn! You’re nothing but a lowly human now, doomed to be forever shadowed by your friends with much greater power levels!
Ah, and speaking of greater power levels.
[Zura pops right back up, and Elizabeth sidles in view, mostly trampling Shinpachi. she is toting a chart! it is flipped to read]
O-Oi! What about the scene! You completely changed the tone! There’s no charts in D&D!!!
[out of Zura’s wooden sword comes a laser pointer, casting on the chart]
These are currently your power levels, good people of the Thor. As you can see, they are greatly depleted because of a lack of something very important in one’s life -- an outlet for creativity, friendship, and dragons.
This is starting to sound more like an anti-depressant commercial! No one’s depressed! Don’t associate the game with such a sad state of affairs!
To remedy all these ills in one fell swoop, there is only one place to turn. Ah, well, there are two, but F*rry Parades are socially crippling, and smell awkward.
Assistant Elizabeth, please show the next chart.
[she presses her flipper to the same chart, and it lights up! V*nna Wh*te was a hack compared to this classy broad]
ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?! YOU COMPLETELY IGNORED MY SPELL! YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE K*RIRIN!! THAT MEANS YOU STAY IN THE BACKGROUND NOW!!!
This is what your life could be like, were you to join my D&D campaign.
IT’S NOT EVEN YOUR CAMPAIGN! I’M THE DUNGEON MASTER! MY WORD IS LAW!!!!
[giving a blank thumbs up at the feed, Zura then smiles winningly]
And do not forget to vote for me, for Kingdom People’s Magazine’s Most Eligible Widower! Yosh! Let us both do our best!
[END video post◄]
[the feed jars on to what appears to be a master and a student -- locked in a battle to the death!]
[Zura presses a wooden sword of +10 tiny, awful splinters against Shinpachi’s -10 adam’s apple throat, and lets out a loud, evil laugh]
Haaa ha ha! You shall never have the hand of my daughter, you fool! Were your lowly shadow to even fall partway upon Princess Elizabeth’s foot, she would instantly cut it off in shame!
[a sudden flash! pure malice glints off of the frames of Shinpachi’s enchanted spectacles! It’s clear that a large portion of the animation budget went straight into this scene!]
[he opens his mouth to speak...but a vague hint of confusion crosses his lenses face]
Oi...Katsura-san..! What are you doing?! This isn’t what we rehearsed! Stick to the script! ...Ah...That’s...That’s what you think! Do you really think your earth-realm weapon can affect my +30 armor?! Don’t you know?! It’s super effective against warriors with long, silky locks of hair!
-- Damn him! My long, silky locks are what have kept me on the top of Kingdom People’s Magazine’s Most Eligible Widowers for four score and seven years running! I cannot in good conscience cut them off... for my people!
[the annoyed scowl grows on the sinister megane-magi’s face. his dark cloak stirs and suddenly, his wrist snaps out, a foam dart firing from his outstretched hand!]
[the older man falls to his knees and weeps before the cue, while Shinpachi shouts]
I cast baldaga! Fall... to your... knees... and weep... From now until the end of your days, you will be known as K*ririn! You’re nothing but a lowly human now, doomed to be forever shadowed by your friends with much greater power levels!
Ah, and speaking of greater power levels.
[Zura pops right back up, and Elizabeth sidles in view, mostly trampling Shinpachi. she is toting a chart! it is flipped to read]
O-Oi! What about the scene! You completely changed the tone! There’s no charts in D&D!!!
[out of Zura’s wooden sword comes a laser pointer, casting on the chart]
These are currently your power levels, good people of the Thor. As you can see, they are greatly depleted because of a lack of something very important in one’s life -- an outlet for creativity, friendship, and dragons.
This is starting to sound more like an anti-depressant commercial! No one’s depressed! Don’t associate the game with such a sad state of affairs!
To remedy all these ills in one fell swoop, there is only one place to turn. Ah, well, there are two, but F*rry Parades are socially crippling, and smell awkward.
Assistant Elizabeth, please show the next chart.
[she presses her flipper to the same chart, and it lights up! V*nna Wh*te was a hack compared to this classy broad]
ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?! YOU COMPLETELY IGNORED MY SPELL! YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE K*RIRIN!! THAT MEANS YOU STAY IN THE BACKGROUND NOW!!!
This is what your life could be like, were you to join my D&D campaign.
IT’S NOT EVEN YOUR CAMPAIGN! I’M THE DUNGEON MASTER! MY WORD IS LAW!!!!
[giving a blank thumbs up at the feed, Zura then smiles winningly]
And do not forget to vote for me, for Kingdom People’s Magazine’s Most Eligible Widower! Yosh! Let us both do our best!
[END video post◄]