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[wrong_lever]

Well...that was ever the unfortunate exercise in bodily transfiguration. I suspect I still have a hairball or two to hack up...

Ahem. So in efforts to remove myself from the vicinity of the mad wizard upstairs, I shall retreat to a vacant room on the first floor which is closer to the secret lab anyway.

Well played, Mr. Howl, well Played. But be

Comments

[hallmarkworld]

Oh, what's Risk?

[wrong_lever]

Why, a charming game of imaginary warfare and military domination.

[hallmarkworld]

That doesn't sound very nice! Why would you make war?

[wrong_lever]

Nothing better to do?

[wicked_jenkins]

You say that as if you didn't break down my door to begin with.

[wrong_lever]

Nothing you can't replace.

[wicked_jenkins]

You tried to kill me!

[wrong_lever]

Your point being?

[holdingbulbs]

I, like, already won that game.

[wrong_lever]

Did you? Well! Then you should hold your title against the eager challengers!

[holdingbulbs]

...I don't want to play without Liet.

[wrong_lever]

Well...he can come along too?

[softpushover]

Is something wrong with liking cats?

[wrong_lever]

No?

[softpushover]

It sounded like... maybe you didn't like them?

[wrong_lever]

When you spent 24 hours in the body of a feline, you're entitled to your perspectives.

[doesntneedpants]

What's Risk?

[wrong_lever]

Why, a delightful game of strategical world takeover!

[doesntneedpants]

Sounds . . . intriguing?