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== More Alcohol and Dealing with Pholly== '''Michael''': Hey Norbaz, any Champagne in here? '''Norbaz''': Yeah, but I'm using it. '''Michael''': Wow, nice spread. What’s that, pheasant, wow, fancy stuff. I thought it was gruel day. '''Norbaz''': It is gruel day. '''Michael''': Then what’s with the king's feast of a spread here? '''Norbaz''': Captain's lunch. ---- Michael pokes his head into the sick bay, where Mickey is tossing back a few... curing... potions. '''Michael''': Hey, doc, got any more of that Maanvaki stuff? I’m out of mouthwash. '''Mickey''': (belching loudly, the alcohol vapors make nearby flames briefly flare up) Yeah, yeah. Take it easy with this stuff. If the captain knew you spiked his Oaty-Os with it, he'll use you for an anchor. (rummages around and produces a glass flask, which he hands to Michael) '''Michael''': Hey, thanks, doc. Say, where did you get this, any why are you slugging so much of it back? '''Mickey''': Devon scrounged it for me. Don't ask. And since that new guy... Savvy, or whatever, showed up, Pholly's accidents are getting bigger and bigger. I tell ya, it drives a man to drink. (Mickey downs a flask of Cure Bacardi Wounds in one gulp) '''Michael''': Hell's bells, There ain't nothing wrong with a drink from time to time. Sheesh. Now if only I could convince that hot paladin chick... '''Mickey''': Right. I think Devon has a better chance with her. Scratch that, she has something resembling morals. A loud explosion rocks the ship, which immediately lists heavily to starboard. Several flasks of Maanvaki Grog fall to the deck and shatter, and immediately start to eat through the wood with disturbing alacrity. '''Michael''': Whoa, that sounded pretty *****in'. I wonder how long it will take Pholly to grow back his eyebrows this time. '''Kithle''': That does it; for my own safety the redshirt dies permanently. Here, Pholly-pholly-pholly... here, twerp. I'm not gonna hurt you, you won't feel a thing, except when my tentacles slice open your head. '''Lisa''': It's wrong to eat people's brains. '''Kithle''': No it isn't, besides its Pholly, if he has any I wouldn't eat them. '''Lisa''': Well you still shouldn't murder Pholly. '''Kithle''': This isn't murder, its self-defense. '''Lisa''': Self defense?! '''Kithle''': Yes, proactive self defense... '''Lisa''': THAT'S MURDER! (Enter, Johnny, the retarded Illithed!) '''Lisa''': Great, the other brain sucker... '''Johnny''': Johnny B Good!!! '''Kithle''': Oh, a fellow Illithid! Would you care to join me? I'm going to see if Pholly actually has a brain, with my own tenta- '''Lisa''': *Paladin glare* '''Kithle''': Oh... Hey, the shiny armor lady wants a hug! '''Johnny''': GO JOHNNY GO!!! (Bear hugs Lisa and Kithle dashes off to off Pholly) ---- '''Tabitha''': I heard an explosion! '''Squishy''': File that one in the red cabinet. (Tabitha goes over and opens a large red cabinet labeled- PHOLLY) '''Tabitha''': How much damage do you think it was. '''Squishy''': If you hear enough explosions, you can actually tell how much damage he caused, down to the last gp. '''Tabitha''': ...! How big is this thing? '''Squishy''': Each drawer has the space of a large bag of holding... we filled up the top 3 so far... ---- (All of the crew stand around the notice board reading the latest notice from captain Jarlot, some of the kinder crew members are helping Stupid and Dooj read the notice) Dear crew, In light of the recent increase in the damage and frequency of Pholly's experiments, I shall now be conducting an inquiry into the cause, every crew member must be interrogated to find out the perpetrator. These interrogations are mandatory and anyone who does not attend them will be liquid keelhauled and forced to listen to The Keel's lectures on eternal enlightenment, yes even the keel must be interrogated. Thank you for your co-operation, Captain Jarlot the Second ---- Read the [[Forgotten_Freedom:Mess_Hall_Rules|Mess Hall Rules]] Or [[Forgotten_Freedom:8|Last Plot]] -- [[Forgotten_Freedom:Plot_Lines|Plot Line Home]] -- [[Forgotten_Freedom:10|Next Plot]]
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