Cyruleanide
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Post by Cyruleanide on Jun 28, 2013 15:09:53 GMT -5
(In my own head, this was originally read in the voice of Stewie Griffin) Oh large green, blue, black or mauve dragon, whatever you may be, as I cautiously approach your lair, seeing wisps of smoke drifting from your nostrils and feeling the ground rumble as I foolishly come ever closer... I fearfully offer you generous payment of marks, for my disturbing of your slumber, yet my prices were only those worthy of a knave apparently, as you give heedless chase, intent upon devouring my heroic prestige. Not wishing to perish to the claw or fang of a Dragon, I continue to flee as fear lends flight to mine heels, merely striking behind me as I run to hopefully slow your chase, giving me more of a fighting chance to effectively scurry away. I tirelessly run two, maybe three times, and yet you still continue to chase. Purple Dragon, you have three guts left. You started with one thousand two hundred forty seven guts, and all I did was bribe you, and then run. Why do you still chase me? Oh, silly Dragon. You are forgiven. *SLAY!!!*
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Post by Cyruleanide on Jun 28, 2013 15:29:16 GMT -5
It's actually not nearly as cruel as I make it sound; it's more like a swing-behind-me-while-fleeing type of slay.
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