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  1. FT created a duct tape sculpture fountain as a centerpiece.
  2. Cumbert Swishysword roared in bloody rage. He sprang to his feet, only he was facing the door of The Bleeding Spike, and a man had just walked into the tavern. Cumbert nodded to the newcomer. "Afternoon, Mate." (it will never do to be rude to people), and turned, swinging his cutlass at the woman chewing on a glowing man.
  3. I thought it was like that, but crossed with a painspren, and crossed with those unfortunate souls from The Little Mermaid.
  4. FT raised an authoritarian finger at Withy. "No spirits of darkness for you young--er--withergeist. Now, straight to bed."
  5. FT dived forward to intercept Withy before he crashed to the flood of Mudkips.
  6. *wins by baking a pistachio tiramisu bombe with layers of softly set mascarpone, pistachio and coffee mousses all enclosed in coffee-soaked sponges*
  7. FT gave the withergeist a pair of spectacles. "I will call him Withy, and show him the ways of Narration."
  8. Let the trumpets sound and withergeists sing.
  9. Cumbert Swishysword shot out of his chair, sending it crashing to the floor. The room had exploded into chaos. A woman was flying through the air, a man was frozen in mid-step, a man had blasted open the wall, and a very confused sea lion was asking for directions. (We'll ignore him for the moment) Cumbert had asked for purpose, he had asked for a path. This was not what he had asked for, but it was good enough. Cumbert Swishysword, terror of the fruitmarkets, scourge of the produce section of the AlleyCity shopping center, whipped out his sword, sliced a kiwi, and let out a bellowing roar. Cumbert raced forward. He didn't know which side was good or bad, but he intended to give both sides a royal beating. He swung his sword at the frozen man's head, tripped on his shoelaces and crashed to the floor.
  10. Harthrum Whifflesnaffer III disputed this claim. So, naturally, he...
  11. *wheezes uncontrollably* "Cursed Nekot, hit me with another dare." Edit: Nekot was the brand of cookies.
  12. Sorry about that, I was trying to balance out any timezones problems by waiting a bit. We should all take this as a lesson to use more Australian creatures in our similes. I'm as hippety hop as a kangaroo.
  13. FT stood over the lifeless body of Truthless.
  14. Heal Alethkar, Hurt Northern Dominance Iri - 10 Rira - 10 Reshi Isles - 9 Herdaz - 10 Aimia - 10 Shinovar - 7 Jah Keved - 9 Alethkar - 10 Northern Dominance - 1 Terris Dominance - 7 Hallandren - 10 The Roughs - 10
  15. Insert into your everyday conversation the line: "--like a rampaging, platypus!" But, it has to be relatively relevant to the conversation. And dare!
  16. Nooooooo!!! Edit Nov 15, 2019: FT rushes over to TST's side. He begins ineffectual resuscitation, pumping his elbows like some strange dance craze. When that fails, he begins the more efficient, and effective maneuver used in much of fiction. FT slaps TST in the face. "Don't you die!" He slaps him again. "I said, Don't" Slap "You!" Slap "Die!" For some strange reason, beating on the half dead person didn't revive him. FT remembers that, in Fiction CPR 101, if the person doesn't revive, placing your forehead on their chest in a defeated posture, thinking that all hope is lost, will magically heal all internal damage. He tries, but it still is useless. The Shortest Thread was dead.
  17. FT scratched his head. "Maybe we should hire a consultant."
  18. This song sums up my opinion on the subject.
  19. It's definitely an important turning point in canonical TLT story-telling format.
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