7th Oct 2014, 5:15 AM
in The Rite of Serfdom
KRONK!
Krakatoa: Look, just give me the antidote and I'll let you out. / Norla: No. I don't trust you.
[[Krakatoa tries to lean against her desk, misses, and falls.]] / Krakatoa: Well, then we're at an impa-WAA!
Norla: Indeed we are. [[thinks]] At least until the Dust wears off.
Norla [[thinks]]: ...Or until I get hungry. Either way, I lose.
[[Norla reaches into another one of her pouches.]] / Norla [[thinks]]: Oh, what the hell... I'm in the hands of a witch here...
[[Norla blows her crow-whistle.]] / <<KRONK!>>
[[Krakatoa tries to lean against her desk, misses, and falls.]] / Krakatoa: Well, then we're at an impa-WAA!
Norla: Indeed we are. [[thinks]] At least until the Dust wears off.
Norla [[thinks]]: ...Or until I get hungry. Either way, I lose.
[[Norla reaches into another one of her pouches.]] / Norla [[thinks]]: Oh, what the hell... I'm in the hands of a witch here...
[[Norla blows her crow-whistle.]] / <<KRONK!>>
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Reinder Dijkhuis
7th Oct 2014, 5:15 AM
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