Potatoes contain minerals. Summon potatoes and try again.
[6]
The console is silent for the longest time.
You require more Vespene Gas.RAGECreate potato farm planets!
[1]
Not enough monies.
Kick the small child's exploded head. Get knocked out by whateverthefuck. Initate operation HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE
[1]
I say good sir, you seem to be in need of forced plot.
BEGINNING RECONSTRUCTIONMake a civilization of Matoran.
[3]
You need more Matoran.
Hey guys!
"Hee~"
That's..not normal. Maybe I'll stay hidden a second and observe them a bit more..
[6]
They've made spears and hatchets, and they're currently beating the turd out of douchebag monkey because he stole bananas.
Make a civilization of Matoran.
Check if Miserix is around. If he is, offer citizenship to reptile civilization Reptilia.
[2]
I ate him.
Find something with which to stabilize my clones so they don't turn out retarded.
[1]
Don't be silly. Do you even carbon chemistry?
>I attack the number 1.
[4]
You stab it. Huh.
Place wanted ads for mooks for my evil castle
[3]
No recruits, since you murdered your last batch.
Summon Kevakiyas.
[6]
Kevakiyas summoned. You also bring in the Potatolaird.
EEEEEEY!EEEEEEY!Go inside the GM's house.
[5]
There is a chill party going on.
Dude, pull up a chair.GET MORE SCYTHERS
[5]
Millions get!
Arbitrate, then. Unite them in pursuit of the common cause.
[2]
Um, what is that?
Create several Galvantula and an ImpDramon. Train them for combat against all kinds of weaponry.
[1]
You get a turd.
OH HAI GUYS
ELDRITCH VIKING RAID FROM SPACE ON RANDOM PERSON
[1]
The GM bats you back into orbit.
"... I don't know if I like this or am afriad."
[4]
They just take a few scans and samples. Nuts. The dipshits are attacked by a swarm of labgirls.
Back to the school with you lot.
((Pretty sure Digimon poop is silicon-based. Because Digital Monsters.))
Absorb ambient God Power from the omniverse.
[2]
None for you!
OH HAI GUYS
ELDRITCH VIKING RAID FROM SPACE ON RANDOM PERSON
VIKING RAP MY WAY TO LEADER OF THE RAID
[3]
Your rhymes are shit.
Eh, shoot him in the head.
[5]
YeaaaahStop living, but not moving. Resume omnicide.
[1]
Moving is chaos. Order is when everything is perfectly still.