5.12.2006
Day ?: Two Outta Five
Marivhvon and Brogg board the ship. Vrill responds poorly to your, uh, 'snuggling'. He frowns in disgust and moves to the other side of the golem's barge.
"Magic?" says Ron. "Well, I cast magic spells from Jesus- is that the same thing?"
You explain that it's close but not quite the same thing.
"A fantasy card game, huh? That's not one of those Satanic role-playing games, is it? Because I don't approve of those," Ron says, completely without irony.
You explain a little more.
"Oh, okay, it's more like poker, uno, or euchre. That's fine. We had a bridge club at my parish for all the senior ladies. Alright, show me this 'Magic the Gathering'... you'll have to give me some of those special cards though."
Vrill opens an eye to watch, and sighs. "Great. You know what's going to happen now, don't you? You're gonna fill up the blog with all sorts of stuff, then like Cinder will log on, not realize he has to answer those dumb questions, say something like 'I pick Brogg's pocket' and not post again for two weeks. Hey Mr. Golem, if we just kill those other guys, can we load their bodies on your boat without them having to answer?" There's no response from the golem.
"Magic?" says Ron. "Well, I cast magic spells from Jesus- is that the same thing?"
You explain that it's close but not quite the same thing.
"A fantasy card game, huh? That's not one of those Satanic role-playing games, is it? Because I don't approve of those," Ron says, completely without irony.
You explain a little more.
"Oh, okay, it's more like poker, uno, or euchre. That's fine. We had a bridge club at my parish for all the senior ladies. Alright, show me this 'Magic the Gathering'... you'll have to give me some of those special cards though."
Vrill opens an eye to watch, and sighs. "Great. You know what's going to happen now, don't you? You're gonna fill up the blog with all sorts of stuff, then like Cinder will log on, not realize he has to answer those dumb questions, say something like 'I pick Brogg's pocket' and not post again for two weeks. Hey Mr. Golem, if we just kill those other guys, can we load their bodies on your boat without them having to answer?" There's no response from the golem.
