(025) Return to the Ogres' Dungeon

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Wed Jul 20, 2011 1:31 pm

mushgnome wrote:
Highbough swoons and vomits a tidy pile of half-digested lembas.

(OOC: !!!!!!!!)

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Wed Jul 20, 2011 11:29 pm

tonneau wrote:
Gustave squints at Desmond disbelievingly, hands unconsciously checking his own shoulders for extra noggins. Satisfied he is still monocephalic, he climbs cautiously to his feet and observes the halfling(s?) anew.
"I suppose a fresh pair of eyes will be of use in this darkness", he mutters.

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Wed Jul 20, 2011 11:29 pm

waysoftheearth wrote:

ehiker133 wrote:Then Desmond faints.

...which is to say, his original head falls back slackly, but his body remains upright -- operated by his second head.

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Thu Jul 21, 2011 2:39 am

danhem wrote:
Ulric eyes the new head sprouting from Desmond's shoulder in intense fascination.

"Interesting," he says finally. "Now who might you be my friend?" Ulric asks the new arrival.

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Thu Jul 21, 2011 3:39 am

waysoftheearth wrote:

danhem wrote:
"Interesting," he says finally. "Now who might you be my friend?" Ulric asks the new arrival.

"Io'm Mondes," replies Desmond's second head gracelessly. "Who'd you think Io was?"

Mondes looks around at the sorry company strewn out about the chamber and doorway and snorts, "You lot look terrible!"

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Thu Jul 21, 2011 11:09 am

mushgnome wrote:
"Mondes do you know who we are, and where we are?" asks Highbough.

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Thu Jul 21, 2011 11:36 am

waysoftheearth wrote:
"Yoo must be evn stoopider than yoo look!" declares Mondes with a bark of a laugh.

"Of coure Io know you, ya crabby old Elf, and we're right here in this crap hole. but Io fer one don't intend to hang about. Io'm gettin' outta here alive."(/color)

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(FYI -- Mondes is pronounced Mon-Des)

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Thu Jul 21, 2011 1:43 pm

ehiker133 wrote:
At the sound of barking laughter so close to his ear, Desmond comes to with a start.

He blinks his eyes and looks over to his right.

"d**n," he says, staring at the second head on his shoulder, "I thought this was a bad dream."

Listening to Mondes' tone with Highbough, he then says, "Hey, back off. That's my friend you're... er, I'm... uh, we're... talking to."

On a whim, Desmond thinks to himself, "Can you hear what I'm thinking, Mondes?"

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Fri Jul 22, 2011 2:49 am

danhem wrote:
"Do you know the way out of here Mondes?" Ulric asks the surly second head. "For that matter, what can you remember from before you sprouted from this young halfling's shoulder?"

As Ulric talks with the newcomer he checks to make sure that the others are collecting themselves.

"Come on everyone. We have to get moving. Back down the hall we just retreated from I say. That's where the draft is coming from."

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Fri Jul 22, 2011 4:59 am

tombowings wrote:
Unless able to do otherwise, Pelenwin continues to lick the ground at Desmond's feet like sickly dog over a carriage-smashed squirrel.