RE: The Ballad of Adler Young, Canto 2.5
08-23-2017, 01:22 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-25-2017, 12:08 AM by MasterofElfhame.)
(Thomson) Rest in Peace and enjoy your Embrace [depict same].
(Mecha-Griff) Rest in Pieces, scattered over a chunk of swamp.
(Seething Angry Livid Vixen) Stomp off, vowing REVENGE for these insults.
(Seething Angry Livid Vixen) Stomp off in a fashion that allows us to see the change in you.
(HSH Prince Adler) Realize that you may have incurred the wrath of the Scuti, the Sisterhood, and Vulpitania all at once, on top of the issues with the Empire itself.
(Burnside) Babble at high speed.
(Burnside) Be unable to be shut up.
(SALV Silverbrush) Protest at having your eyes covered up just when the good stuff is starting on the scry-orb.
(SALV Silverbrush) Protest at having been ordered to bed just when the good stuff is starting on the scry-orb.
(SALV Silverbrush) Obey orders only after having been bribed with cookies and hot cocoa.
(Marshal T.) Still be confident the threat to the Empire can be met.
(Marshal R.) Be disturbed, in your retirement, by sensing something odd. And we don't mean the large feral frog that's eyeing your tailfur.
(Mecha-Griff) Rest in Pieces, scattered over a chunk of swamp.
(Seething Angry Livid Vixen) Stomp off, vowing REVENGE for these insults.
(Seething Angry Livid Vixen) Stomp off in a fashion that allows us to see the change in you.
(HSH Prince Adler) Realize that you may have incurred the wrath of the Scuti, the Sisterhood, and Vulpitania all at once, on top of the issues with the Empire itself.
(Burnside) Babble at high speed.
(Burnside) Be unable to be shut up.
(SALV Silverbrush) Protest at having your eyes covered up just when the good stuff is starting on the scry-orb.
(SALV Silverbrush) Protest at having been ordered to bed just when the good stuff is starting on the scry-orb.
(SALV Silverbrush) Obey orders only after having been bribed with cookies and hot cocoa.
(Marshal T.) Still be confident the threat to the Empire can be met.
(Marshal R.) Be disturbed, in your retirement, by sensing something odd. And we don't mean the large feral frog that's eyeing your tailfur.