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*BANG* Stupid... *BANG* ...stupid... *BANG* ...stupid... |
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Uh... Mage? How long're you gonna keep banging your head against that wall? |
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*BANG* ...the foreseeable... *BANG* ...future... *BANG* ...stupid... |
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...Okay, this could become a problem. |
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*BANG* ...stupid... |
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If only because of the noise. |
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*BANG* ...stupid... |
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Try gagging him. |
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*BANG* ...stupid... |
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That wouldn't stop the banging noise. |
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*BANG* ...stupid... |
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Okay, that's it. *Yank* |
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Whurg! *THUD* |
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...You know, he's a lot quieter when he's knocked out. |
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Tell me about it. |
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I think now would be the time where we come up with a solution to the problem. |
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Like what? |
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Idiota, do you still have your Morrowind CD? |
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Yeah, why? ...Oh. |
| TIME PASSES |
As they try to figure out how to run Morrowind in the Forum... |
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...This is insane. |
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Shut up, it'll work. |
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...It's not going to work. |
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It'll work, I tell you. Just shut up and watch. |
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*Boots up* |
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Okay, who's the best Morrowind player here? |
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Thatsh... wouldsh be... me... *passes out again* |
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...I guess we'll just settle for me. Scoot over. |
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*Is played* |
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I think you ought to turn left. |
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No, to the left is the Foyada Mamaca. We want to go right. |
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I'm telling you, the guy said to take a left. |
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You're delusional. |
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Check your journal! |
| MORE TIME PASSES... |
After getting lost five more times... |
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Aha! Here we are! |
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No thanks to your navigating. |
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Shut up. This was your idea, now tell me what to do. |
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Just scoot over, I'll do it myself. |
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Obtained item "Daedric Longsword of Life Stealing." |
| DAEDRIC LONGSWORD OF LIFE STEALING |
*Pops into existance* |
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...You have got to be f***ing kidding me. |
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Let's see ol' Imposter try to stand up to THIS. |
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(groggily) You... stupid... idiot. |
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Oh, now what? |
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You got... the wrong one... you moron. |
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What?! |
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You wanted the one that drains magicka... not health. |
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...Oh, f*** me. |
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Scoot over, I've got the console commands memorized. |
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*Has the living daylights manipulated out of it* |
| DAEDRIC LONGSWORD OF SOUL STEALING |
*Pops into existance* |
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This has got to be the most retarded plan I have ever witnessed. |
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How exactly will this help you? |
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Well, by using a mod, Marevix was able to insert two very powerful swords into the game. Since the gameworld is in cyberspace, as are we, by linking them together he was able to bring objects from one into the other. So we now have to rediculously overpowered swords at our disposal. Not even the Imposter can stand up to them. |
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Right. And by using the Soul Stealing sword, we can prevent him from using any of his stolen abilities on us while we try to kill him. |
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...That's still crazy. |
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We'll see how crazy it is when it works, won't we? |
| MEANWHILE... | The Imposter has set up a pseudo-lair for himself... |
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Bwa-ha-ha-ha! I will rule the entire world by taking over the internet itself! And nobody will be able to stop me! |
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Except, you know, us. |
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Grr! You again! What can you possibly do to stop me? |
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Well, we could stab you in the eyeballs with these very sharp swords and see what happens. |
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...Riiight. |
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...Did I mention how sharp they are? |
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He doesn't care. Let's just stab him. |
| SPLORCH! | That's gotta hurt! |
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Hah! You expected that to do something? That didn't even scratch me! |
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Go ahead, try to counter-attack. |
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Well, don't mind if I-- hey, what the...? |
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Having trouble? |
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Impossible! Where did you get those? |
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Morrowind, the best CRPG ever made. Now give us our powers back, you son of a b***h. *STAB* |
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AAARRRGGG! |
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...Oh my god. |
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curs you! curs you btho! |
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The f**k? The Imposter sounded nothing like Slyvena! |
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This is seriously freaking me out. |
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i may be diying, an my spelchek may be brokn, but i swer i wil hav my rev-- |
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Put a sock in it. *STOMP* |
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*Dies* |
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That was messed up. Let's never do this again. |
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Agreed. Whoa, hey! My powers are back! |
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Hey, so are mine! |
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I will now give all my money to Idiota, in thanks. |
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...Don't you dare do that again. |
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Sorry, just testing. *ZAP* Ow! Hey! |
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Oh sorry, just testing my level 5 lightning. |
| THE END? |
And so was order (sort of) restored. Tune in next time for stuff NOT involving that dag-nabbed old Imposter (or should we say, Slyvena?). |