Give treasure to other treasure hunters in exchange for killing KJ!
[3]
Or, and just picture this for a second, they could kill you and share out all your treasure. You need to sweeten the deal.
Sorry. Already in marshmallow heaven!
And to answer the question posed by Smurfington's sig...
mud wrestle a bear.
[3]
((avoiding the names is getting tricky))
"Oh, is she not taking good care of you? I can fix tha-""WHAT are you doing?"Oh fucktitties its crazy whip girl. She looks mad.
psst, play innocentshut up dude you are ru-in-ing it
wait, since when are you outPropose an alliance while building up our military forces.
Can somebody back me up here?
[5]
High fives all round! They are actually pretty chill.
DO WHAT I NEED TO DO
[4]
You have a strange compulsion to do the chicken dance. You do so.
JOIN WITH THE COMMUNISTS
[6]
SPELL CARD FUSION PLAYED
TIME-TRAVELLING ELECTRIC NAZI COMMUNISTS FROM THE FUTUUUURE
So, basically, the democrats?
The first few billion years in the universe were fairly boring - stars and galaxies and such need time to form, and to get planets you need heavy elements, implying a few generations of stars have alreaddy died.
Explore, expand, exploit, for the Glory of the Empire. Set up a federal system of government, following the ideal of free-market social democracy - one Raptor, one vote.
((Well, to be honest, there's a lot more complexity than that. I won't reveal everything, though.))
[6]
You run into the civilization that will one day form the Greek God Pantheon while on a colonizing spree.
I'VE SEEN THAT EPISODE. PHAZER THE TEMPLE SPOCK!
You lie incessantly, don't you?
I'm uh, I'm kinda written into a corner. The GM has become my antagonist, and the best action I can come up with is somehow using my lackluster quasi-GM-hivemind to do who knows what.
Stall, think of a plan.
Plan-get: Acquire booze of the gods. No, thanks Zeus, but I don't drink booze outta cans. And that might be cannibalism.
I have literally no consistency as a character.[2]
No wine for you.
Propose an alliance while building up our military forces.
Can somebody back me up here?
Can't think of anything better to do, so yeah.
I was going to create some life n' shit so we could be proper precursors, but that didn't go so well last time.
[5]
DOUBLE HIGH FIVES
OH MY GOD SO MANY
Why the nerve! He insulted my hospitality!
Get a pair dueling pistol's
[1]
He has no arms and takes great offence. He proceeds to eat your soul as retribution.
Build a space station superweapon!
Build a space station superweapon!
>Assist this action, mang.
[6]
Super awesome! Now all you need is a space station to put it in!
Pharika: Give up digesting darkpaladin and go rain hell upon Bant.
[6]
Yay, murdering Bant!
Weird things are happening in your digestive system.
Stand up, look around.
"Who...? What...? Where...?"
[6]
"Do want to go home, right? I think that peabrain god-thing lost you. All you have to do is kill someone for us, and we're all sweet."