Posted by Graatch(VIP) on September 15, 2000 at 09:15:45:
In Reply to: I think it went a little something like this... (n/e/s) posted by Ingvar(VIP) on September 14, 2000 at 17:27:10:
> Flontinot says "Hey, Ingvar. Could you bring me some cookies?" > Ingvar paces, eyes blazing with focus. > Ingvar says 'I admit that it pleases me to hear you submit to your fleshly desires for cookies...' > Ingvar says 'you know that deep down, some dark thing at the very base of your soul craves the cookies...' > Flontinot says 'Err... umm... no big deal.. I just wanted a cookie. It's OK.' > Ingvar wheels to face you with a guttural snarl. > Ingvar whispers 'But it pains me... to see you beg me for the cookies.' > Flontinot says 'It really wasn't begging.... I thought you might have one on you.' > Ingvar says 'If I give you the cookies.... you would only have the cookies I Willed you to have.' > Ingvar says 'Your pleasure would be that of a child, receiving a candy from a jar on a shelf he could not reach....' > Ingvar yells 'But you would have nothing! Nothing that is yours, you Profane cookie-less worm!' > Joebob the Paladin Pupil has arrived. > Joebob says 'You stink, Ingvar, you big stupidhead. You and your stupid evil Temple.' > Joebob leaves east. > Ingvar says 'All must come from within, Flontinot... you must admit your primal need for the cookie.' > Ingvar says 'The Blind followers of society will tell you that it is wrong to want the cookie....' > Ingvar says '...that you should give cookies to those who have no cookies.' > Ingvar says 'Make no mistake... they want the cookie as bad as you, but the Fog keeps them unconscious... unaware of their need for the cookie.' > Ingvar says 'Altruism is the greatest lie ever told... binding the Sleeping, keeping them from their cookies.' > Ingvar whispers 'Pause. Listen. Search your soul and you will hear the siren call of the cookie. This I know.' > Flontinot says 'It's really OK. I'll just have some bread or something. Bread is fine. Remain calm.' > Ingvar gets a cookie from a large sack. > Ingvar licks his thin lips, entranced by the cookie. > Ingvar eats the cookie. > Ingvar throws his head back and yells 'Ah! My Dark Lady! Revel in the lust I have for such baked goods!' > Flontinot grins nervously. > Ingvar continues yelling, 'Such tasty goodness! The Father's own greed could be sated by such sugary morsels!' > Cyradia arrives in a puff of smoke. > Flontinot slinks to a corner, trying not to be noticed. > Cyradia glares icily at Ingvar. > Cyradia says 'Baked Goods? Tasty Goodness?' > Ingvar stammers out 'Umm.. err... I meant in a high quality kind of way, my Dark Lady, ma'am.' > Ingvar glances about, looking meek. > Ingvar says 'Worthiness. Such tasty worthiness. And baked products. That's the ticket.' > Cyradia sighs, and a pit of flame swallows her from below. > Ingvar says 'Now... to continue upon the topic of cookies!' > Flontinot disappears into the void. > Ingvar says 'I have not yet begun to expound upon the visceral hunger all beings have for desserts! Come back!' > Fin