EmeraldSilver Blogs

“Whaaaat?  I don’t even know what a whispering fart tower is.”

“What about stuff like that?”
“Well, I have stuff.”
“What about that?”

“Can we just… duct tape the vorpal sword to the end of Kevin’s lance?”

“Have you met my girlfriend?  No, you haven’t.”
“I’m not sure she exists.”
“She really does exist!  She really does exist in Canada.”

“Daredevil has an increasing problem with the modern world.  ‘Oh, I can read ink… oh… wait… what is this?  Is this an iPad?  Screw you.'”

“I’m going to use my index cards, Bryan, because they’re large enough for me to not write in fish.”

“I just have to say, before we get started, any mention of frozen custard or other frozen desserts grows the doom pool.”

“I’d take one, but I probably supplied these to SHIELD anyway, so I’ll just use mine.”

“I am hiding in a convenient hidey-hole.”
“A Spidey-hole?”

“Hey, a hero has finally taken stress!”
“In a non-combat scene!”

“Tony, where’d you get that whiskey?”
“I’m not using that milestone right now.  And c’mon, you don’t think I have that equipped in the suit.”

“Are you quite all right now?”
“Well, my arms hurt…”
“Yes, you were gnawing on them.  You might want to drink a potion.”

“Ooh.  That’s even worse than the other stuff that tastes bad.”

“…barrels towards the litch… area.”
“The litch clusterfuck?”
“The litchterfuck.”

“Not in this group.”
“What are you afraid that we’d do, that you don’t want to play Emma Frost?”

Pre-game:
“That wouldn’t have flown in 1977.”
“It’s a good thing I play in 2012.”
“Well, you don’t…”
“Touche.”

“I’m not sure halflings are allowed to sleep with gnomes.”
“Well, they’re not allowed to sleep with THIS gnome.”

“Let me have my little illusions.”
“Why?  You didn’t let the trees have their little illusion.”

“One big red eye staring down at you, with a concerned look in its lens, I assume.”

“You wanted heroes?  You got us!”