"Well, I tried. Albrecht, punch a few while I do some work.
Torch the place, then leave. Also torch the quest-giver. Steal his stuff and share it between Albrecht and I.
(*Heats some bones and examines the cracks*) Frustrated with the Diamond Elves' lack of cooperation, you decide that, instead of burglary, you will commit some arson. The Diamond Elves look on in horror as you apply your torch to their walls, and, once you manage to get a fire going, you walk out without a word.
You track down that scummy son of a bitch who wanted to steal from those poor, innocent Diamonds Elves and set him on fire. As he screams in agony and you smell his burning flesh, you maybe consider that this is a pretty terrible thing to do to a person, even if they are terrible themselves, and also that burning a person does have a tendency to also burn up most of the possession they are carrying on their person.
"Well, I tried. Albrecht, punch a few while I do some work.
Torch the place, then leave. Also torch the quest-giver. Steal his stuff and share it between Albrecht and I.
Agree to plan. Punch Diamond Elves so hard they explode into a shower of collectible diamonds.
(*Reading palms*) You punch the Diamond Elf who was doing all the talking earlier and shatter him apart into hundreds of little diamonds. Then you move on to the other one that was nearby, and make her into smaller diamonds too, as well as causing her to drop her flesh necklace.
After you have done this, a much smaller Diamond elf walks through the doorway on the opposite side of the room.
"Mommy? Daddy?"
Churar: PROJECTILE VOMIT. SAVE YOUR PEOPLE.
(*Looks at the stars*) You vomit all over the Gummi Bears and gummy worms. Now you've ruined them for everybody! A large hand from the sky picks them all up and puts them in the garbage, along with the terrain they were on.
The Sour Patch Kids and Jelly Babies don't know what to think. On the one hand, you did save them from the invaders; on the other hand, you used tactics and performed bodily functions that are very much frowned upon on Candy Island.
Wake up, dust self off.
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*Examines the crevices, dimples, warts, moles and folds of a person's buttocks*) You wake up and find yourself in the broom closet once again. You dust off the spiders that have gathered on you and look at your Rocksuit's built-in clock. It's now 5:30 in the morning.
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