Wow I've gotten good ratings on last episode! Yay!
As always this will have tons of innacuracies and generally be one persons attempts at being very stupid!
Oh also! We have a guest speaker here! Introduce yourself!
"Halloo! I am Mr. Skull! This other guy is a dipshit." *clacks the skull on the seat near Bungie*
Haha yeah not funny. Dipshit.
"No you."
No how about you.
"No U!"
Nuuu!
*dustpile*
Ahem. We have sorted out our differences now. Onto what happened in
Palace decisions.
We finally sorted out what to put in the Palace. And the Clerks will rejoice and make merry! For we have shrines and Libraries and Storehouses! All they could want to start out. Many happy thoughts were had and there was a great collective sigh at the idea their overworked states might lessen.
"Like they would be so lucky. PTSD-chan is going to cause admin headaches out the ass."
Yeeeep. They are only just beginning to see how fucked with work they really are. Poor People. WE NEED POPPIE HEADACHE MEDS!
The king is also hilariously happy that shit is over with.
As to the Palace itself it's supposed to be
all the Bling. Literally all of it.
We can only hope Palace-sama stands up to our hopes.
"The Stallions have been doing great as amateur archaeologists!" Give it a few more centuries and we'll be seeing Indiana Jones's popping up left and right! But all the arguments it's spawned.
...
Though... "What?"
Are we sure they didn't spring a curse instead? "Oh shitsicles..." *Mr. Skull hides behind it's master*
"Save me! Save me! I don't wanna get my ass pounded by Murphy!"
Hmm... Yeah it ain't looking good on this front! We just got a burst of
ridiculous luck when the Hathatyn found sapphires. I must assume Crow, Murphy and Takei are all chomping at the bit to rip us a new asshole with our luck.
"~whimpers~" Oh come off it you coward. We should be fine! *surreptitiously lights a candle in a convenient ritual circle*
"It hurt the last time Murphy came through!" I know! I was there you dingus!
Anyway.
It's obvious that the Khemetri, the other part of our lucky break, are working on
something. If we aren't experiencing market shock. But! That aside! Several good suggestions have been made!
"Sapphire Lazers because of bullshit GA rollz! A sudden need to pit overly muscular men in pose offs as they fight over a stone mask!"
My personal favorite is that they might be trying to use them as eye astringent when ground up. Ow. Bluer != Better.
On the other side back to the Stallions, they've requested study materials for poking limestone. Do you folks know what that could mean?! Mortar!!!
Glorious glorious mortar! Eeeee! CASTLES! CONCRETE! FERTILIZER!
ALL THAT AND MORE!
Our Trees shall grow big and and and alkjfbaoiaugfuaygauygfvauvf! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! *lightbulb breaks*
Ahem. No Mr. Skull you stay right there with that broom, I am perfectly in control of myself. *the being fastidiously dusts off their cravat*
On to other things!
While all this was happening, our domesticated nomads cooked something up in their little Orky heads. Tactics! HOLY SHIT TACTICS!
YAS please!
"AAAAAHHHHH GIB! GIB ME MY COMBINED ARMIES! AHHHN~~ STAAAHP AN!"
<.<
You gross motherfucker. *wields
conveniently handy broom at the hyperventilating skull*
"Hey you had the same reaction back when you first saw them." *Nathan Fillion can't deny it.gif"
*picardpalm.jpg*
Dammit let's just... get on with the show. "Sure!" *glares* Anyhoo. The HH have out done themselves trying to out do the Red Banner. Hmm, tangent! Are we sure they don't have a version of Best of the Best inherited from us? Off tangent.
So yeah a chief took a look at young men, and women, throwing sticks and spears at poor animals and an inner part of him said "My ancient human instincts remember doing that about 1000 years ago! THIS IS A GREAT IDEA! Let's outfit them!" And thus we got javelin skirmishers, who honestly sound like a nomadized version of Roman
Velites. I can't find any problems with this by itself, but what this chief did with them then was
nuts. He's started thinking about combined army maneuvers. Blocks of infantry and archers supported by flanking skirmishers. Holy Crow that is like classical armies right there! Eeeeeeeeeee I think I may explode! I mean imagine when these concepts expand to cavalry support!
"Calm thyself sir. I know it's shiny but..." *smack!**Mr. Skull goes flying* Nein! Neit! Neen!
This is
huge. This is how we fuse the high speed drive by warfare of the Steppe and the onrushing doom of the Red Banner.
I want this so bad.
"Bleh, stone dust in the teeth, pshhheeh... Anyway as a final note from me the people we have taken in have been a bit of a bag of dicks." Sad ain't it. "Yep. That's inconvenient to say the least."
And as a last bit of news the Nomads
still haven't shown up.
I-I mean what the fuck guys? Are you shy? Having difficulty rustling up the courage to shove thyself deep into our hilly bosom? DO YOU STILL LOVE US!?! DO YOU!?
Truly, a mystery for the ages.
Also it's rather mum on the front of literally everyone else. I truly wonder whats up.
And that's all for now. "Later you poor bastards!" *kicks skull into the rafters*
"WHEEEEEEEEEEE!"
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As always this is meant to be stupid.
A/N: Glad I didn't forget! Thanks for reminding me
@Lilithium! On another note I am feeling the urge to draw again. I think... yes that one will do...
