I love being threatened as I walk around town. Intellectually, I know it’s not directed at me, but the emotional reaction is still there, due to the wording.
Finding this RP somewhat tiresome.
I love being threatened as I walk around town. Intellectually, I know it’s not directed at me, but the emotional reaction is still there, due to the wording.
Finding this RP somewhat tiresome.
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Factually incorrect: The streets will run with my oil, and maybe made crunchy with my cogs.
XD *readies dustpan and brush in case of emergency*
Ever since that vat of hemogoblyn I was testing on the oil monster got knocked over, they never let me live that day down
Poor Grendel. You’ll just have to do something that will overwrite the incident in their minds.
<strike>I’m sure there’s a machine for that</strike>
time to get out the steam powered brick buffers.
Chuff chuff! (I was going to go with vroom vroom, but, y’know.)