RE: IsleEnture 3 - Beyond Philipdome
11-19-2019, 02:42 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-19-2019, 02:50 PM by SirBlizz98.)
>You lost your hat and medal...
Oh sweet alabaster god-kids Phillip what happened, you're distinguished MEDAL OF VALORIOUS WONDERKIND, granted for serviced rendered to KING DASHING-JAY in return for saving his daughter, and the FEZTETCH OF THE ARBITRAX, almight haberwear of the King of Pluck, how could you let these things slip off of you like that, what are you some kind of stupid dumbass idiot Phillip????
And worst of all...
>OH MY GOSH YOU'RE NAKED! Quickly, cover your shame!
Good phantasms of of divine conflagration, cover your shame Phil, don't you know THAT CHILDREN ARE WATCHING*, cover your spicy being-pecs, didn't you used to have soe stylish COCONUTS for this task? Whatever happened to them Phillip, between slaying OBSTEODRAX and getting shanghighed on a grandiose pirate-themed caper, WHAT HAPPENED.
Oh whatever, Phil, sure, don't tell us.
*Children are infamously always watching.
>oh whats that..(looks at robot) [b]SHINY GLOWY CUBE[/b]
You gaze upon the SPIRAL JUJUBE, how do you know it's called that? Well I mean look at it, what else would you call something like that, it's SPIRALLY, it's green, and it's a Juju. Whatever the heck a "Juju" is, is that like Kujo? Phillip be careful that cube might give you rabies.
>Gaze deeply into the swirly box
You GAZE yet deeper into the depths of the JUJUBE, as your singular occulus swirls transfixed into the ever expanding spirals of the mystic arcanum you find yourself absorbed into REALMS OF NARRATIVE WHIMSY, the likes of which you, a simpleton who still doesn't know how to read, cannot possibly fathom.
A dashing tune starts playing in your mind, you cannot grasp it's purpose of it's quality,and indeed the textual nature of your internal monologue makes it difficult to transcribe.
DOODEE DOODEE DOODEE
It would sound something like that, you think.
DOODEE DOODEE DOODEE
DOODEE DOODEE DOODEE
Yeah like that, over and over and over again.
Swirls of COLORS and sometimes of MAYHEM, mostly in shades of GREEN weasel into your mind and proceed to FLIP THE FUCK OUT, causing you to develop a minor migraine, you proceed to stop gazing into the JUJUBE.
>Next.
Yeah, you've got no idea what the hell this thing is doing or what it's for.
You stick it in your inventory anyway.
>_
Oh sweet alabaster god-kids Phillip what happened, you're distinguished MEDAL OF VALORIOUS WONDERKIND, granted for serviced rendered to KING DASHING-JAY in return for saving his daughter, and the FEZTETCH OF THE ARBITRAX, almight haberwear of the King of Pluck, how could you let these things slip off of you like that, what are you some kind of stupid dumbass idiot Phillip????
And worst of all...
>OH MY GOSH YOU'RE NAKED! Quickly, cover your shame!
Good phantasms of of divine conflagration, cover your shame Phil, don't you know THAT CHILDREN ARE WATCHING*, cover your spicy being-pecs, didn't you used to have soe stylish COCONUTS for this task? Whatever happened to them Phillip, between slaying OBSTEODRAX and getting shanghighed on a grandiose pirate-themed caper, WHAT HAPPENED.
Oh whatever, Phil, sure, don't tell us.
*Children are infamously always watching.
>oh whats that..(looks at robot) [b]SHINY GLOWY CUBE[/b]
You gaze upon the SPIRAL JUJUBE, how do you know it's called that? Well I mean look at it, what else would you call something like that, it's SPIRALLY, it's green, and it's a Juju. Whatever the heck a "Juju" is, is that like Kujo? Phillip be careful that cube might give you rabies.
>Gaze deeply into the swirly box
You GAZE yet deeper into the depths of the JUJUBE, as your singular occulus swirls transfixed into the ever expanding spirals of the mystic arcanum you find yourself absorbed into REALMS OF NARRATIVE WHIMSY, the likes of which you, a simpleton who still doesn't know how to read, cannot possibly fathom.
A dashing tune starts playing in your mind, you cannot grasp it's purpose of it's quality,and indeed the textual nature of your internal monologue makes it difficult to transcribe.
DOODEE DOODEE DOODEE
It would sound something like that, you think.
DOODEE DOODEE DOODEE
DOODEE DOODEE DOODEE
Yeah like that, over and over and over again.
Swirls of COLORS and sometimes of MAYHEM, mostly in shades of GREEN weasel into your mind and proceed to FLIP THE FUCK OUT, causing you to develop a minor migraine, you proceed to stop gazing into the JUJUBE.
>Next.
Yeah, you've got no idea what the hell this thing is doing or what it's for.
You stick it in your inventory anyway.
>_