Druidess Aiyana Inseira, Grace of the Wyrd whispers to you, "Did he even feel
it?"

Existential Exeryte says, "BEHOLD."

You say, "There's no candy coming out of there."

Druidess Aiyana Inseira, Grace of the Wyrd says, "I'm the one that said the
candy would pop out.."

Druidess Aiyana Inseira, Grace of the Wyrd frowns and says, "Sorry."

Krellan the Felon drags his feet as he scans the area, his eyes exuding pure
evil and he turns to the side, showing his profile. He raises one hairy arm
straight up, then sticks out a filthy leg in the air, and finally angles his
other arm outward, forming a K.

Growling out menancingly and teetering to maintain balance, Krellan the Felon
says, "We, the devious division of dastardly deeds, devour dreams like deadly
demons, while looking dashing at the same time."

Flailing his muscular arms around, Merciless Chieftain, Ashteru d'Illici, Avatar
of the Enigma says, "Awesome Ashteru and armed allies appear, advertently
attacking any archaically armored alliterators."

Merciless Chieftain, Ashteru d'Illici, Avatar of the Enigma jumps in front of
Krellan, stretching his legs and arms apart. As he claps his hands together
above his head to form an A, magical-themed music seems to start playing,
announcing the arrival of a terrible force to be reckoned with.

Existential Exeryte leaps in front of Ashteru, his eyes seething with vindictive
shadow. Thunder rumbles deep from within his impressive loins.

Myrkr stares blankly into space.

His monstrous blubber shaking violently, Existential Exeryte says, "We exemplify
exuberant excellence and are exponentially exalted in our exclusive existence."

A shadowlord widowrider settles down in a corner to sleep.

Existential Exeryte holds his flabby hands out horizontally to the left,
attempting to form an E. He hesitates for a moment, staring at the open space
between his arms as the sagging skin sways to and fro hypnotizingly.

Merciless Chieftain, Ashteru d'Illici, Avatar of the Enigma hastily moves
forward and sticks an arm into the opening between Exeryte's meatsticks,
completing the E.

Exeryte pumps his fists in the air to rally the troops.

Krellan's eyes fill with battle rage as he screams out, "KR!"

Ashteru's eyes fill with battle rage as he screams out, "ASH!"

Exeryte's eyes fill with battle rage as he screams out, "ERYTE!"

The night sky is clear, and the stars twinkle like diamonds.

You give a trillingly melodic laugh.

Myrkr thrusts her palm towards her forehead and hits it with a resounding
*smack*!

Aiyana thrusts her palm towards her forehead and hits it with a resounding
*smack*!

Aiyana giggles happily.

Autumnal Spinner Myrkr Inseira says, "And... the Wyrd... depends... on you
three..."

Myrkr sways back and forth.

Vathael gives up a round of applause.

A shadowlord widowrider slowly wakens, looking fit and refreshed.

Autumnal Spinner Myrkr Inseira says, "Oh Gods."

Myrkr lets out a gasp of realization and a look of absolute hopelessness
overcomes her face. 'We're doomed!', she wails. 'DOOOOOOOOOOOMMEED!'

Nooo, I wanted to quote it!

But that aside, go go Krasheryte!

That's not thunder coming from his loins. That's the earth crying out in pain from his fat ass jumping on it.

Awesome though!

Oh man, laughing so hard. You three make Glom great.

I can't believe I missed this!

Serves me right for sleeping in treetops.


too funny, just too funny

LOLGlomRP

I am suffering from hideous flashbacks to my childhood, and being visually and verbally assaulted by two idiots and a talking cat shrieking about Team Rocket.

Tragic.

Meowth has something to say about that.




(he's giving you the finger)

Really? It reminds me of this...

Although I was thinking of this, a show I watched while in High School:

I as well, however I first thought of that wretched cadre which haunts my nightmares.

I prefer to liken them to the Village People. Note the arm positions.

Fear the might of the Glomdoring!

I was most amused that the widowrider went to sleep during the thing and woke up just after.

GINYU FORC.... I mean.... KRASHERYTE!