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Buttercup character11/27/2023 I spent the last few years building up an immunity to iocane powder. You only think I guessed wrong! That's what's so funny! I switched glasses when your back was turned! Ha ha! You fool! You fell victim to one of the classic blunders - the most famous of which is "never get involved in a land war in Asia" - but only slightly less well-known is this: "Never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the line"! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha.Īnd to think, all that time it was your cup that was poisoned. Well, I- I could have sworn I saw something. IT HAS WORKED! YOU'VE GIVEN EVERYTHING AWAY! I KNOW WHERE THE POISON IS! You're trying to trick me into giving away something. Bow to the Queen of Slime, the Queen of Filth, the Queen of Putrescence. So bow down to her if you want, bow to her. And that's what she is, the Queen of Refuse. True Love saved her in the Fire Swamp, and she treated it like garbage. But, you've also bested my Spaniard, which means you must have studied, and in studying you must have learned that man is mortal, so you would have put the poison as far from yourself as possible, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me. The Ancient Booer : Your true love lives. You'd like to think that, wouldn't you? You've beaten my giant, which means you're exceptionally strong, so you could've put the poison in your own goblet, trusting on your strength to save you, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. And you must have suspected I would have known the powder's origin, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me. Because iocane comes from Australia, as everyone knows, and Australia is entirely peopled with criminals, and criminals are used to having people not trust them, as you are not trusted by me, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. But you must have known I was not a great fool, you would have counted on it, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me. I am not a great fool, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. All I have to do is divine from what I know of you: are you the sort of man who would put the poison into his own goblet or his enemy's? Now, a clever man would put the poison into his own goblet, because he would know that only a great fool would reach for what he was given. It ends when you decide and we both drink, and find out who is right. Where is the poison? The battle of wits has begun.
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