MISTER GORBACHEV WOULD YOU KINDLY DISMANTLE THIS WALL IT IS VERY DISTURBING AND TO BE FRANK I AM NONPLUSSED BY ITS EXISTENCE
(1)Interfering with meta is rather rude. Cthulu agrees with me.
"Well now, we seem to have dealt with the intruders."
Summon new hat.
(4)You pull a folding hat out of your pocket. One must always have a spare.
"HA! I have slain one!"
I request the gods to keep track of my kills!
(5)I suppose I shall, though I consider violence to be most uncouth.
Cast Calm spell on everyone to stop the uncouth mess. Summon everyone to a fine banquet in Gideon, serving the most delightful brandy and hors d'oeuvre.
"Would you rather not enjoy this delectable table of treats while I discuss important politics with my fellow An-Xileel gentlemen?"
(6)You calm yourself before anybody else, and you overdo it! You are now asleep.
Get a more dapper hat and monocle hat
(6
-1)(There's no way I'm letting you benefit from the improper grammar penalty
again.)You make a hat so dapper that it attracts the attention of Cthulu.
Challenge Cthulu to a match of the queensberry rules.
(1)Cthulu tries to steal your hat. However, you have no hat, so he decides to steal your head instead; this results in you being quite dead.
>JOIN.
Tip fancy hat, good chap.
(6)Cthulu notices your hat-tipping and steals your hat.
Appear. Turn around, see Cthulu, slam English biscuit into mouth. Say-"Challenge accepted."
(5)Cthulu is intimidated by your bravery.
Wanders into the room, notices what's going on and promptly turns on his heels,
walking out again in a fast-paced manner.
(6)You leave, but due to the nature of the dimension you walk back into the room.
Join as The Rather Dapper Matriarch of All These Dapper Gentlemen.
Shame them for ruining a perfectly good tea set with pirates and alternate dimensions.
"That is no way for proper gentlemen to behave boys!"
(1)They ignore you. And Cthulu steals your hat.
Utilise Cane-Sword that all fine gentiles own and carry to parry the blow from the vagabond.
(4v4)The two of you enter COMBAT!
Reach into my pocket and pull ouit my dapper flintlock pistol. Aim it at the nearest man's head.
(2)You don't have one!
Enter the room, tip my hat, and tell my loyal company to fix their bayonets.
(3)You get as far as tipping your hat before you are distracted by Cthulu stealing it.
[3]Cthulu cowers in terror!
Due to recent events, I have been forced to change this spoiler from being the epitome of style to serving as a way to check on the current results of all this roughhousing. For shame, TCM. For shame.
BFEL: Fine
Coolrune206: Fine.
da_nang: Asleep.
ed boy: DEAD.
Helgoland: Fine.
Hugo_Luman: Fine; wielding the
Dapper Dueling Pistol.
Pufferfish: Fine; wielding a
cane-sword.
Remurtha: Fine.
Sinlessmoon: Fine; wielding
Excalibur.
TCM: Fine; wielding a
knife.
Ultimuh: Fine.
Yourmaster: Fine.