(continued from last post)
me: Seriously though, your first story literally didn't make any sense. What are tractor beams, probes, or computers? Besides, you're quite drunk.
drunken man: You gotta believe me! I saw it!
me: Okay, I believe the unconscious part, getting hit in the head of the poles, and seeing my quest journal. You probably had a hangover from the blue moon inn and took a walk instead of staying in bed. Then you fell into the river and became unconscious and had a dream of where you were on an alien spaceship with Romeo, Juliet, Phillipa, and Draul Leptoc, and they became, well, the guys from the new barbarian quest.
drunken man: Yeah, you're probably right. Wanna grab a beer?
me: HECK NO!
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above Gielinor's atmosphere...
strange voice 1: *speaks in alien language: The humans seem to be onto us...*
strange voice 2: *speaks in alien language: We should send in reinforcements. Maybe the* Mahjarrat...
strange voice 1: *speaks in alien language: There are already Mahjarrat on Gielinor! There is no need for more!*
strange voice 2: *speaks in alien language: YOU IDIOT! The Mahjarrat on Gielinor have become corrupted with their ways! Now they idiotically worship those foolishly made up Idols!*
strange voice 1: *speaks in alien language: Hmm... perhaps you are right, then again, we should study the Gielinorian Mahjarrat's ways and learn from them...*
strange voice 2: *speaks in alien language: That's actually a good idea! from learning from them, we can learn Gielinor's weaknesses!*
strange voices 1&2: *speak in alien language: Soon, we will have Gielinor and the other idol-worshiping planets DESTROYED! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!*
strange voice 3: not if I have anything to say about it...
Roses are grey, violets are grey, I'm in Pompeii, I'm lost.
10-Mar-2012 06:31:46