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[Squeegy]

The dragon shakes its head again and blows more wisps of smoke. It still appears to be waiting for something. The sound of wings flapping can be heard from beyond the wall.

[Armok]

Armok opens one eye, mot moving otherwise.
"no. I do."
Armok goes back to sleep.

[Dragooble]

Dragooble,who had been sitting in a corner randomly mutating small mammals into strange, horrific monsters by selecting a random affliction to give them, looks at the fourth wall and his eyes widen.

"you fools! you broke the fourth wall! we are all doomed!
DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMED."

[Strife26]

"Oops. It's a hobby of mine."

[Fenrir]

The post sits in the forum, referencing itself.

"The post sits in the forum, referencing itself."

This causes a paradox which

A problem has been detected and the universe has been shut down to prevent damage
to reality.

The problem seems to be caused by the following file: LIVINGROOM_OF_THE_GODS.EXE

UNKNOWN_PARADOX_EXCECUTION

If this is the first time you've seen this Stop error screen,
restart your universe. If this screen appears again, follow
these steps:

Check to make sure the fourth wall is properly installed.
If this is a new installation, ask your god for any universe
updates you might need.

[Armok]

There is an infinite featureless plane, on the plane is a large red coach, on the coach sleeps a black cat, the cat is the avatar of Armok. There is nothing more.

[Squeegy]

A green dragon appears in the sky. It descends, beating its wings to prevent outright plummeting. It hits the ground with a large thump, then sits up.

[WorkerDrone]

WorkerDrone, floats awhile, hovering above Armok, quite annoyed it seems.

"Dude, not cool." There is a white flash, and suddenly a cozy armchair appears next to Armok's Red Coach. It is green. Nothing more appears. WorkerDrone sits down.

"Hey Armok! Armok! Armok! I brought a muffin! I couldn't offer a hug, because I have...erm, problems with that. But its the thought that counts! But be forewarned. When the fifth day comes, look to the east. On the breaking of the morning sun to the sky, take a bite of the muffin of infinate taste-y-ness and all will become clear."

WorkerDrone leans in and whisperes to Fenrir, somehow. "I wont be there." WorkerDrone grins inanely.

[inaluct]

There is a thump from under the couch, and muffled yelling. Inaluct crawls out from under the couch, wearing a Hawaiian shirt and a hard hat with a mining light attached. He is carrying a pickaxe and a sack, and is covered with lint.

"Hey guys, check this out! Cool, huh?"

Inaluct opens the sack and passes it around.

[Fenrir]

Fenrir peers through the now obliterated fourth wall and looks puzzled.

"Is Armok on a coach or a couch?"

[inaluct]

"Shhhhh- They can hear you."

[Fenrir]

"Who? Who can hear me?"

[inaluct]

Inaluct points towards the fourth wall and whispers;

"_Them."

[Fenrir]

Fenrir's eyes widen with fear.

"I can hear them now..."

[WorkerDrone]

"Nonsense. And quite obviously, if you read his texts written above mine own, it clearly states coach. So thats what I wrote. I don't question things. I take 'em in stride."

WorkerDrone casts his eyes around the room. "Seriously guys, paranoia is what those voices are. If you want voices, spend a week under a bed. With no flashlight. With a thing in there that you JUST CAN'T FIND! Thats the scariest part to. When you just don't know where it is..."

WorkerDrone snaps out of it. "I'm sorry, what were we talking about?"