Adventurers plops, ripe for the grabbing

Adventurers plops, ripe for the grabbing
RE: Adventurers plops, ripe for the grabbing
The donkey cemetery has underwent an overhaul Thanato McNecroid seems like a trustworthy new boss. He's totally not going to create an undead donkey uprising.

The decadent highwayman count has been taxing his people too much at the highways that are his private property. Taxing THEIR BLOOD that is.

The cathedral of cranberries has kicked you out for blaspheming against the Moth of Sobriety. Clean up your act.

Children sacrifices, crocs and carps living together! 40 years of virginity! It's the Ohcrapolypse baby! And you want to fucking die.

Gary Gygax and the ghost of Bob Marley team up to defeat the Whore of Babylon.

You must defeat the giant mean toad who has peed in your coffee for far too long.

Your grandfather is the least successful mad scientist in the world but this concept of a lava-proof underground submarine is fucking ingenious you must admit.

A monkey lawyer, an angel who makes money selling his farts as designer drugs and Larry the Cable Guy: Mediocre Schlubs to the Rescue!

Alternate timeline where Jimi Hendrix got bitten by a mutant wasp and then became a mutant wasp. You must inject yourself with mantis dna to combat this menace as little Jimi has risen in 3027 once again as he does every 120 years.

You love writing so much you paid a wizard to make your story about a Donut Clown Wizard Roman Romani Romanian Ro-Man bootleg ripoff come true. But now the IRS wants to kill your wife for tax fraud.

Your ungrateful and disrespectful cat-boy nephew, Nefertitos wants to eat your last apple pie but you ain't having none of his crap! It's time to blow his brains out with your sawed off shotgun behind the shed... But where is the shed? Where is your house? And where is your car?
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