"Speak! Speakeasy!"
flee into the pile of heads. attempt to destroy the toy hammer.
You run into the pile of heads and squeeze between two of them. Once secure you attempt to break the toy hammer. (1) You Instead break several fingers and jab yourself in the eye.
"Get dead So you can get in my Belly Dammit!"
I Launch
these Speakers at that dammed walking piece of KFC, It shall die If I have anything to do with this...
[2]
PPPPPPPPPFFT
"Oh, l'Oppurtuniste, oh great one? You have a new acolyte, a blessing would be much appreciated!"
Bless the squishy mortal.
The squishy mortal appears to be missing out, Piecewise.
Oh, and also:
Fire a lot of whale heads at the crane, preferably any of the thinner bits between where someone is sitting and the ground.
If attacked, retaliate with anglerfish heads, to spice things up a little.
"Sir, your wish to make your house in the flaming tip of a sixty foot long whale smacks of overcompensation! I shall cease to attack so unmanly a foe."
(4) You get a knife of backstabbing. It looks like a fairly normal butcher knife. For now.
(1) You aim, move a bit to get a better shot, trip, fall forward and accidently summon a head with your hand pointed at the ground. This causes the head to appear in space already occupied by your arm, telefragging the limb.
charge the mother f***er and slice with one arm while batting the whales away with the other arm turned base ball bar
(2)
You spend the entire turn looking at your arm and yelling "snikt!"
It fails to do anything.
"..."
Stop trying to strangle myself. That's only supposed to happen in the bedroom when I have a watcher to make sure I don't go too far on myself. Try again with strangling the person nearest me with their own clothing. Poke the gift I got, see if it does anything.
(5) Alright, you get your clothing to stop making erotic breathplay advances on you. Lets try that other thing.
(1) Oh no, your pants won't take no for an answer.
Replace the portals so that one in on Spazyak, and the other is on the floor directly in front him.
(1)You lean over the edge to get a good shot at spaz...and promptly fall off.
You're pretty high up so you've got a turn to stop yourself from turning into hamburger meat on the unforgiving ground.
"Most excellent!"
Order my toaster army to defend me. Feed one a candy cane.
Now summon a couple flying ceiling fans. Their blades shall be sharp as steel.
Alright so they ok'd that blessing. (1) Hey fallacy, what is your domain so I can hurt this poor bastard in a fitting manner? You're not on my god list because I am bad.
(5) You summon about a half dozen ceiling fans with blades like knives which hover several feet above the ground, hissing menacingly.
You take one of your candy canes and stick it in a toaster. The toaster jitters, buldges outward and then explodes as a 9 foot tall, completely decorated and very festive christmas tree grows out of it.
continue valiantly running away
It proves remarkably easy to stay away from everyone.
The laughing continues over the intercom and vents open up around the room. Water begins to pour into the room.
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