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Messages - TheNewerMartianEmperor

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2581
The lich gets out his staff.

SOFIA. STOP. NOW.

2582
"If she goes any farther then that, I may have to forcefully separate them. Also, the rum rolled underneath the buffet table."

2583
"Them's zombies die guud they's do. Just like a pig in the shop!"

2584
"Yea, in any case; I'm sorry about the lateness. Ya'see there was a flock of changelings who stole my identity, and my stuff. One of them even got me other chair an- HEY"

The lich notices his stuff.

"Ah, he must've been here, but he ain't no more. I'd know if he was. See, I'm able to detect things like that."

He picks some of his stuff off the floor, and goes to look at the other side of the platform.

"MY LIBRARY! If he was still here I'd... Never mind."

2585
Suddenly, the lich appears in an exact duplicate of the comfy chair. He's in his bathrobe with fine literature and hot chocolate in his hand.

"Top o' the mornin' to ye'. What's the good word?"

2586
The crack knocks over the Lich, causing a remarkable amount of lifted goods to fall out of his robe. This includes, confusingly, the very same hat that Workerdrone is wearing on his head, as well as stuff that other people in the room are starting to realize looks rather familiar.

"Oh, well now.... look at that...."

The lich runs to the other side of the platform, and has hidden himself under one of the mountainous piles of fine literature.

2587
"Phew..... wait, where has 'drone gone?"

2588
"No... Must.... Save.... The booze!

He tears a strip of cloth off his robe, wraps the bottle in it and throws it into the air. It keeps going and going and going, breaking free of the platforms gravitational field, and comes to rest against the diamond dome.

2589
Upon sighting the booze, an ancient genetic call overtakes him. He jumps out, grabs the bottle and jumps onto the reverse side of the square.

2590
The Lich hides behind the couch.

2591
"Hey drone, how's the anger management classes? Also, to answer your question, Sofia: I'm completely devoid of the requisite hormonal system, as well as any of the will and desire towards such things. To be frank, the scratchings on the back of my hands interest me more."

2592
"Name's Lich, and if you do anything like that again, armok is probably going to do something to you so horrible not even you could derive even the barest facsimile of pleasure from it."

2593
Beating the odds, I survive once more!

Does his survival dance.

2594
The Lich is standing right next to the couch.

"I wouldn't."

2595
"....and that, mr Warden, is why I think you should let me build this giant LASER cannon, which will annihilate them, and end their reign of unholy terror. So, what do you say?"

"No."

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