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Click whirrr bzzt bzzt. . .Initiating gnomework startup. . .
The chanter, whose every third mutter-under-the-breath* was hatred against gnomes, tried to practice tinkering upon me with a hammer.
The rogue, dizzy from watching too much Doctor Who, jammed gold coins in my grille.
The cleric swore she'd collapse if she saw one more clockwork, and the druid tilted me backwards on my wheels & pushed me into her line of sight.
I am unspeakably happy right now.
Many thanks to Vickles of Antonius Bayle for being willing to listen to a squeaky little /ooc about fun stuff which hasn't shown up on the server yet!
*cycled with "topical comment about current idiocy" and "stop breaking mez"
The chanter, whose every third mutter-under-the-breath* was hatred against gnomes, tried to practice tinkering upon me with a hammer.
The rogue, dizzy from watching too much Doctor Who, jammed gold coins in my grille.
The cleric swore she'd collapse if she saw one more clockwork, and the druid tilted me backwards on my wheels & pushed me into her line of sight.
I am unspeakably happy right now.
Many thanks to Vickles of Antonius Bayle for being willing to listen to a squeaky little /ooc about fun stuff which hasn't shown up on the server yet!
*cycled with "topical comment about current idiocy" and "stop breaking mez"
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