[Have a young, golden knight of questionable gender sitting in a bar with a giant glass of beer in one hand and a broadsword in the other. And she might be a bit tipsy. When she speaks, it's in a very ancient Welsh dialect:]
this mead? I've tasted better swill!>
[The glass gets thrown on the ground, but no one's going to object because broadsword.]
Um... I know that I've been here before, but it never seems to stop catching me off-guard! It's like I blink an eye and I'm here again! First and second time, it wasn't so bad! But a third is just ridiculous!
I don't suppose that anyone I know is here? And if anyone knows if my stuff is still around? It's difficult enough being brought to a new universe against my will, but having to start over again and again and again is just cruel!
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this mead? I've tasted better swill!>
[The glass gets thrown on the ground, but no one's going to object because broadsword.]
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But my room's nearly as good as Asgard, if you follow me.
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Have ya tried punchin' the thing yet? M'sure that'll getcha th'results ya want.
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--rrrnff!-- The cracks aren't showing, I trust?
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But goddamn if that mask doesn't remind me of the old days. You don't happen to be an old False Facer, do you?
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I don't suppose that anyone I know is here? And if anyone knows if my stuff is still around? It's difficult enough being brought to a new universe against my will, but having to start over again and again and again is just cruel!
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