10.25.2005
Presenting The Crystal G
And now, we return to some familiar ground, in all likelihood utterly dispelling the mysteriousness of this place.
First off, well, the sword isn't like a Black and Decker chainsaw, exactly. It's not gas-powered. Like I said, you've got 2d12 rounds of power left in the sucker; there's a little dial that lets you know basically how many charges you have left. You can still use it as a +1 Broadsword (including -1 to hit until you learn) even when the chainsaw aspect isn't working.
The guest book doesn't seem to refer to cottage addresses, so you step outside into the courtyard space between the inn and the little shacks.
You're about to go up and knock on the first door, when the door of another cottage bursts open. Out steps a man. A short man. A short man made of crystal.
Remember the infamous Crystal Mage, people? That's what we've got going on here. Made of shiny, jagged crystal, an insect-like humanoid with four arms. Only this isn't the Crystal Mage, per se. It's the Crystal G.
He's got it all. Crystal puffie jacket. Crystal jambox. Crystal hat on backwards. And he's clearly pissed. He's got surprise, and brings it as such:
I’m the Crystal G from beyond, here to school you in rap
Don wanna hear your lame rhymes cause your rhymes is like crap
Slay Living sucka MCs is as easy as SNAP!
So lissen up freaks an ladies while the G work his trap
I hustle 5 Gs a show, you’re beggin twennies and tens
Droppin knowledge so fast you’ll wanna borrow some pens
Got friends, got a Benz, got the means to the ends
Sex your hens in their dens and I’ll do it agains
My raps hit ya so hard leave ya scarred in the yard
Like Mike Tyson Ear bitin Take a seat Take my card
Got surprise double damage I just chopped off ya nard
Win init Got a crit Double D’s get me hard
Oh and now you can see Apparently I’m Crys G
Hat on back I attack I just rolled a 20
Crystal rhymes resonate at a fresh freak-rency
You want more? Then call me: D-I-A-M-O-N-D.
Oof, you all take 7 hp damage from his skills. Another combat begins...
First off, well, the sword isn't like a Black and Decker chainsaw, exactly. It's not gas-powered. Like I said, you've got 2d12 rounds of power left in the sucker; there's a little dial that lets you know basically how many charges you have left. You can still use it as a +1 Broadsword (including -1 to hit until you learn) even when the chainsaw aspect isn't working.
The guest book doesn't seem to refer to cottage addresses, so you step outside into the courtyard space between the inn and the little shacks.
You're about to go up and knock on the first door, when the door of another cottage bursts open. Out steps a man. A short man. A short man made of crystal.
Remember the infamous Crystal Mage, people? That's what we've got going on here. Made of shiny, jagged crystal, an insect-like humanoid with four arms. Only this isn't the Crystal Mage, per se. It's the Crystal G.
He's got it all. Crystal puffie jacket. Crystal jambox. Crystal hat on backwards. And he's clearly pissed. He's got surprise, and brings it as such:
I’m the Crystal G from beyond, here to school you in rap
Don wanna hear your lame rhymes cause your rhymes is like crap
Slay Living sucka MCs is as easy as SNAP!
So lissen up freaks an ladies while the G work his trap
I hustle 5 Gs a show, you’re beggin twennies and tens
Droppin knowledge so fast you’ll wanna borrow some pens
Got friends, got a Benz, got the means to the ends
Sex your hens in their dens and I’ll do it agains
My raps hit ya so hard leave ya scarred in the yard
Like Mike Tyson Ear bitin Take a seat Take my card
Got surprise double damage I just chopped off ya nard
Win init Got a crit Double D’s get me hard
Oh and now you can see Apparently I’m Crys G
Hat on back I attack I just rolled a 20
Crystal rhymes resonate at a fresh freak-rency
You want more? Then call me: D-I-A-M-O-N-D.
Oof, you all take 7 hp damage from his skills. Another combat begins...
