*Anduin, covered in green plant matter, vainly waves his whisk, wishing he had bought a blender from the last Inn he visited... @KidCarnival continues an epic staring contest unawares that Broccoli do not have eyelids, but shouting BOMB! in an effort to make the Broccoli blink... @Heindrich1988 prays to Torm whilst drinking the continuous mugfuls of raining Broccoli soup produced by @Booinyoureyes waving a wand of fireballs in a dangerous manner... @Southpaw is looking... Full...*
Yes! I know... eat the Brain Stem... What in the nine compost bins of the nine hells is THAT... You'll never take me alive Broccoli! I'M ALREADY DEAD ! ! !
*The Greater Demon Broccoli sweeps down a stalk the size of a small castle and scoops @Anduin into its green maw without breaking his gaze from @KidCarnival ...
Oh your good, oh your good... BOMB! Not even a-BOMB! nearly had you th-BOMB!
*Anduin appears once more in the creatures cake hole. His mummified hands outstretched towards possible salivation...*
*Casts Destroy All the Broccoli in the Earth* *Laughs like a madman* Now, @Southpaw, what were your plans involving Broccoli?? Wait! *Casts Destroy All the Broccoli in the whole Multiverse and all across the Planes and from everyone's Memory*
*Casts Destroy All the Broccoli in the Earth* *Laughs like a madman* Now, @Southpaw, what were your plans involving Broccoli?? Wait! *Casts Destroy All the Broccoli in the whole Multiverse and all across the Planes and from everyone's Memory*
*Southpaw spits out some unidentifiable green mass, casts an aside glance at @CrevsDaak. (A young lass, looking suspiciously like the girl @KidCarnival tried to ogle right after we left Candlekeep and the old Gorian dude got killed. Her statue is still standing on the road. Be wary of absent-minded Beholders) The girl kept screaming a lullaby and repeating the hand-alphabet, obviously waiting for something to happen.*
There will be no foolish hand-waving or silly incantations in this fight!
*Squints at the Broccoli monster and then a visible light bulb appears near his head*
This is so crazy, it might actually work... *Pulls out a lasso, throws it at the arms-waving girl and ties the other end to the biggest of @KidCarnival's eyestalks. With this happening, picks up a small hamster and throws it RIGHT INTO THE BROCCOLI MONSTER'S EYE. Boo bites in and as the Broccoli monster screams in rage, Southpaw shoves the pink-haired girl into the open maw.
Evil broccoli man is dead! Baldur's Gate is saved! Eye of Hiro stopped staring and blinked, travelling 129 years back through time, right to the day the Great Aspargus War began with the assassination of the parsley ambassador by the hand of an aspargus agent.
"YATTA!"
PRESENT DAY
Eyelar hovered over the roof of Ramazith's tower; small broccolis orbiting his center eyestalk.
"͝ͅB̼̙͇ͅO̖̻̩̞̕O̯̟͖̻̪̯̕M!̗̯̹"͏͙͙͉̺ he thought and grinned.
Pulls out a lasso, throws it at the arms-waving girl and ties the other end to the biggest of @KidCarnival's eyestalks. With this happening, picks up a small hamster and throws it RIGHT INTO THE BROCCOLI MONSTER'S EYE. Boo bites in and as the Broccoli monster screams in rage, Southpaw shoves the pink-haired girl into the open maw.
NOMNOMNOM...wait... this demon tastes funny... what is this I am feeling inside. My skin is turning green. I feel the transformation coming
*Meanwhile in the heart of the Greater Demon of Broccoli*
Uuugh... What bit me... Oh yeah...
WAIT... Broccoli do not have a stomachs! Where in the nine lives of the cosmic cat am I ?
I can answer that. *A green throne of excellent nutritiousness turns to reveal a small stalk of the greenest Broccoli
Broccoli, your greater demon-ness, how quaint, prepare to be blended...
Cute. Drop the whisk mummies boy. We're on the same side... I'm the Greater Angel Broccoli, the great Cauli and Broccoli wars never happened. Eye of Hiro went back in time and stopped them... However the ripples in the time line have reverberated around the cosmos and returned. There will always be one giant evil Broccoli, here and now. You would have overcome it eventually, just as you will overcome your need for inner body dialogue experiences.
Eyelar, a facet of @KidCarnival , however has taken something from me, I'm half the vegetable I once was... You need to stop him. There is going to be a bomb, Baldur's Gate will implode if you do not stop him... Get to the top of Ramazith's tower and... and... Well... Do the hero thing... Now before anything strange happens lets cast a special conjuration of Otilukes Sphere, or should I say Artichokes Sphere, it will protect you from any unforseen explosions... Did I say there will always be ONE giant evil Broccoli, here and now?
*A purple cheer leader, well cheery bleeder, suddenly appears down a shoot...*
What? Oh no... Wait... WAIT!
Heya, it's me Imo-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM ! ! !
*As one giant evil Broccoli falls, raining chunks of nutritious goodness, another evil Broccoli continues on its walk of mass destruction... Roasting all and leaving gravy in its wake...*
...
@Pecca could end this with a properly made staff... y'know... just saying... What was this thread about again?
Rest in peace, broccoli man. You were too beautiful for this world.
But in his doom he shall spawn a score of mortal progeny. Chaos will be sewn from their passage. I must stop this, for the balance has shifted. I will forge the weapon, but the price is steep. You *MUST* admit, that broccoli isn't evil. That you caused this chaos with your broccoli thirst and sentenced an innocent broccoli man to die. The power of this penance will be forged into the staff and soon, peace will rule the realms once more. (peace, not peas! please)
what a twist! the paladin of helm is evil! no wonder you haven't use any paladin powers as you have fallen
I actually fell once in a tavern. Main eye first to the floor. Couldn't get up for hours. It was so dark! Now, it's not really my power that keeps me in the air. I only hover because my familiar @Eudaemonium is both stuck in my magically attached backpack and under a permanent levitation spell.
But in his doom he shall spawn a score of mortal progeny. Chaos will be sewn from their passage. I must stop this, for the balance has shifted. I will forge the weapon, but the price is steep. You *MUST* admit, that broccoli isn't evil. That you caused this chaos with your broccoli thirst and sentenced an innocent broccoli man to die. The power of this penance will be forged into the staff and soon, peace will rule the realms once more. (peace, not peas! please)
*There are two seats with a table in the middle. On top of the table there is a glass with water. It is clearly an old room with old doors. There is an old fireplace next to the seats, and it is turned off. A man dressed in a long black leather trench coat with shades covering his eye stands in front of a window. He smiles as thunder clashes in the background.
At last.
*The man walks forward.*
Welcome, Anduin. As you no doubt have guessed, I am Morpheus.
I'm guessing you just saved me from a suicidal thief from inside a giant evil broccoli? It is an honour to meet you!
*They shake hands.*
No… the honor is mine. Please, come. Sit.
*Anduin sits down; he feels awkward, nervous and confused. Morpheus turns walks to the window then turns and starts walking slowly towards Anduin*.
I imagine that right now you’re feeling a bit like Alice. Tumbling down the rabbit hole?
*Anduin is listening closely.*
Alice who? Errm... I suppose a Dire Rabbit hole... Errm... You could say that.
*Morpheus smiles. He walks behind his chair.*
I can see it in your eyes. You have the look of a man who accepts what he sees because he is expecting to wake up. Ironically, this is not far from the truth. Do you believe in fate?
*Anduin answers without hesitation*
No.
Why not?
Because the portfolio of fate belongs to the demi-god Savras, he got defeated by Azuth, who ensnared his soul in his staff... So he is a defeated power... I know my sh*t
I know exactly what you mean.
*Morpheus sits and crosses his legs. He plays with a metal box in his hands. Anduin is intrigued.*
Let me tell you why you’re here. You’re here because you know something. What you know you can’t explain. But you feel it. You’ve felt it your entire life. There's something wrong with the world. You don't know what it is, but it's there. Like a splinter in your mind. Driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me.
Morpheus stops playing with the box and stares directly into Anduin's mummified face.*.
Do you know what I'm talking about?
Are you on about the Cauliflower in my cranial cavity? I hate to disappoint, but @Southpaw ate it...
No... The real world... Do you want to know what it is?
*Anduin, a necromantic scholar who has studied and learnt of the forces controlling life, death and very weave of magical existence through the study of knowledge nods. He is at the edge of his seat.*
The real world is everywhere. It is all around us. Even now, in this very room. You can see it when you look out your window, or when you turn on your television. You can feel it when you go to work, when you go to Church, when you pay your taxes. It is the world that has been put over your eyes to blind you from the truth.
*Anduin gets closer to Morpheus, he has no idea what a television is, but he can find out later.*
What truth?
*Morpheus gets closer to Anduin.*
That you are a slave, Anduin. Like everyone else, you were born into bondage, born into a prison that you cannot smell, or taste, or touch. A prison for your mind.
*Anduin butts into the conversation*
Have I been charmed by wood nymphs again?
*Morpheus pauses and stares incredulously at the frankly tatty mummified remains of Anduin*
....No... As I was saying... A prison for your mind. Unfortunately, no one can be told what the real world is. You have to see it for yourself.
*He opens the box and looks inside. What is inside cannot be seen. Morpheus takes the contents, puts the box on the table and leans forward. He stares at Anduin.*
This is your last chance. After this there is no turning back. You take the blue pill- *Morpheus opens his left hand and reveals the blue pill.* -the story ends, you wake up in your bed and you believe whatever you want to. You take the red pill- *Morpheus opens his right hand and reveals the red pill.* -you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
*Morpheus has both his hands open, holding one pill in each. Anduin hesitates, quickly reaches out to grab one then pauses...*
I have a few questions about this real world.
Yes... What are your questions?
Are there any evil giant Broccoli in it?
Broccoli is in fact, wholly nutritious and a good source of iron, it is also completely benign and good for you... Is this real world not tempting?
What about my friends... Do they exist in the real world?
They are there... @Southpaw is brain surgeon who fantasizes about eating his patients brains every so often... @KidCarnival is an optician who likes to wear as many pairs of glasses as he can, @Booinyoureyes is a well loved family pet, @Heindrich1988 is a vicar, @Eudaemonium is helicopter pilot, running for his local mayorship, who likes backpacking, @elminster is no longer a dead ringer of the most famous mage of Faerun, he is a dead ringer of the most famous scientist on the planet Stephen Hawkings... YOUR FRIENDS ARE ALL THERE!
Cool... Errm... What about mummies?
What about them.
Are there mummies?
Only in museum's, if you take the red pill, you will become a chief archaeologist working for the British museum. You will study, preserve and protect mummies, specialising in egyptology... You will be well respected, well payed and live in comfort.
*Anduin stops. The red pill is reflected on one lens of Morpheus' sunglasses, the blue is reflected on the other. Anduin is reflected on both, his hand over the red pill.*
-what I'm offering is the truth, nothing more.
Sounds too good to be true if you ask me... You'll be telling me Dragons and Fairies are myths to entertain children and that magic doesn't exist... What else do I get if I take the red pill?
*Morpheus begins to grind his teeth*
If you admit that Broccoli is not evil, and take the red pill, @Peccawill make you a shiny new staff... NOW MAKE A CHOICE!
The red pill...
Or the blue pill...
*Anduin takes the red pill. He slowly pops the pill in his mouth. Morpheus smiles, satisfied. Thunder roars in the background. Anduin, in a flash grabs the blue pill and shoves it into his mouth, and gulps noisily. Morpheus sits stunned for a moment and places his shaved head in his hands...
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I don't have no bomb mate!
*munch munch*
...mmm. This tastes like chicken's brain...bleh...needs more dressing...
*munch munch*
May Torm give us the strength we will need to face the coming darkness.
Damn plant... Why can't you just die... DIE !
...plant... Thats it!
@Southpaw ... @SOUTHPAW Eat the BRAIN!
But its a plant... cauliflower for a brain!
Yes! I know... eat the Brain Stem... What in the nine compost bins of the nine hells is THAT... You'll never take me alive Broccoli! I'M ALREADY DEAD ! ! !
*The Greater Demon Broccoli sweeps down a stalk the size of a small castle and scoops @Anduin into its green maw without breaking his gaze from @KidCarnival ...
Oh your good, oh your good... BOMB! Not even a-BOMB! nearly had you th-BOMB!
*Anduin appears once more in the creatures cake hole. His mummified hands outstretched towards possible salivation...*
@SOUTHPAW ...EAT THE BRAIN STE-..........
*BUUURRRRRRRRPPPPP*
*Laughs like a madman*
Now, @Southpaw, what were your plans involving Broccoli??
Wait!
*Casts Destroy All the Broccoli in the whole Multiverse and all across the Planes and from everyone's Memory*
(A young lass, looking suspiciously like the girl @KidCarnival tried to ogle right after we left Candlekeep and the old Gorian dude got killed. Her statue is still standing on the road. Be wary of absent-minded Beholders)
The girl kept screaming a lullaby and repeating the hand-alphabet, obviously waiting for something to happen.*
There will be no foolish hand-waving or silly incantations in this fight!
*Squints at the Broccoli monster and then a visible light bulb appears near his head*
This is so crazy, it might actually work...
*Pulls out a lasso, throws it at the arms-waving girl and ties the other end to the biggest of @KidCarnival's eyestalks. With this happening, picks up a small hamster and throws it RIGHT INTO THE BROCCOLI MONSTER'S EYE.
Boo bites in and as the Broccoli monster screams in rage, Southpaw shoves the pink-haired girl into the open maw.
FETCH ANDUIN!
And now...@KidCarnival! There's A BOMB! RUN!
"Y͠òu͠ ͡t͠h͢i͜nk I ͜j͝ust ̢ùse t͘he pow͘er͏s I͏ c̴o̸l̡l͡ect to̸ ḿa͏ke ̡u͘p f͢o̸r m̛y ̢l̴ac͟k ̡of̧ a͡r͠ms ̀w͡h҉e̵n ̵h͏o͠ld͡i̶ng s̀words?͝ H̸ow ͞çu̶té.͝"
He turned around to @Southpaw.
"ỲO͞U ͡e҉a̕t it.̛ ̶I̶'̵m ҉d͜one͝ śtu̡d͟ying ̛th͞è ͞brai͠n ͠ańd ̨now̶ ̶p҉o̴s̶se͝s͡s͟ t̛he po͠we̷r ̵o͞f̢ b͞roc̴cǫl̀ine͡sis!"
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EDIT:
@KidCarnival, @CrevsDaak - daaamn...this is what happens when I team up with munchkins. By the way...did you just slice @Anduin in half?
"YATTA!"
PRESENT DAY
Eyelar hovered over the roof of Ramazith's tower; small broccolis orbiting his center eyestalk.
"͝ͅB̼̙͇ͅO̖̻̩̞̕O̯̟͖̻̪̯̕M!̗̯̹"͏͙͙͉̺ he thought and grinned.
lol I think this is my first experience of a forum-based roleplaying game. Is this the norm around here?
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So much chaos, so much destruction... All because a rebellious gnome escaped from my garden and tried to stir up a gnomish revolution.
An example must be made. The madness must stop!
Whether alive or dead, in one piece or many...
*Casts Flesh to Stone on @Anduin*
My skin is turning green. I feel the transformation coming
What is this???
The Broccoli Slayer Form!
@Southpaw: Not slice anything! Kensai's sword is broken! Stuck in the past!
Eye of Hiro: Moral Failure
Uuugh... What bit me... Oh yeah...
WAIT... Broccoli do not have a stomachs! Where in the nine lives of the cosmic cat am I ?
I can answer that. *A green throne of excellent nutritiousness turns to reveal a small stalk of the greenest Broccoli
Broccoli, your greater demon-ness, how quaint, prepare to be blended...
Cute. Drop the whisk mummies boy. We're on the same side... I'm the Greater Angel Broccoli, the great Cauli and Broccoli wars never happened. Eye of Hiro went back in time and stopped them... However the ripples in the time line have reverberated around the cosmos and returned. There will always be one giant evil Broccoli, here and now. You would have overcome it eventually, just as you will overcome your need for inner body dialogue experiences.
Eyelar, a facet of @KidCarnival , however has taken something from me, I'm half the vegetable I once was... You need to stop him. There is going to be a bomb, Baldur's Gate will implode if you do not stop him... Get to the top of Ramazith's tower and... and... Well... Do the hero thing... Now before anything strange happens lets cast a special conjuration of Otilukes Sphere, or should I say Artichokes Sphere, it will protect you from any unforseen explosions... Did I say there will always be ONE giant evil Broccoli, here and now?
*A purple cheer leader, well cheery bleeder, suddenly appears down a shoot...*
What? Oh no... Wait... WAIT!
Heya, it's me Imo-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM ! ! !
*As one giant evil Broccoli falls, raining chunks of nutritious goodness, another evil Broccoli continues on its walk of mass destruction... Roasting all and leaving gravy in its wake...*
...
@Pecca could end this with a properly made staff... y'know... just saying... What was this thread about again?
Slowly, Eyelar decended from the roof of the tower, Varscona still dripping with the blood from the diviner Eyelar had killed earlier.
"Eye s͝h́òuld ̕vi͜si͜t̨ ̸M̧òt̵h͞er.̷"͘
But in his doom he shall spawn a score of mortal progeny. Chaos will be sewn from their passage. I must stop this, for the balance has shifted. I will forge the weapon, but the price is steep. You *MUST* admit, that broccoli isn't evil. That you caused this chaos with your broccoli thirst and sentenced an innocent broccoli man to die. The power of this penance will be forged into the staff and soon, peace will rule the realms once more. (peace, not peas! please)
Now, it's not really my power that keeps me in the air. I only hover because my familiar @Eudaemonium is both stuck in my magically attached backpack and under a permanent levitation spell.
We ͞werę i̡n ̵K͡a̴gai͢n's s͜to҉re̢ ̡wh͞en ͞som̸e ͝įdi͏o̡t́ ̷c̷am̶e ìn̵ a̸nd̷ ̴a̷sked ҉if̶ ̸t̀ḩe ̴d͏w͞ár͜f҉ ̧r͠epa̕i͟r҉s c̢l͟ơc͞ks͢. Ka̶ga̵i̕n ͝tho͢ught̶ ͜th҉e͠ gu͡y͏ ̨w͞as͟ thr҉ęa̛ten̢ing ͢h͟ím̨ ̨with ̵a ̷w҉eírd m̨etąp̢h̕or̴ ab̧ou͝t ̸"h̶is ̀t͏i̡me ͜runņing ͞out̀",͡ ̷s̶o̕ ͘he̕ ͠ba̧sḩed thát ҉g̢u͞y'͠s̡ ͠h͢ea͏d̡ iņ with̶ a̛ ͜ha͘mm̡e͠r. ́W͜e t̛hen ͟thoúght̨fu̕l̨ly gaz̕ed̢ ͏up͜o͢n th̕e ͞s̵pl̨at͢t́er͞ed̕ ͝bra̷i̡n ͘ànd di͢sc̀ov̀e͟re͠d́ ̕h̢ơw ͝t̨e͜lęki͞n̸es̛i̷s̛ ̕w̡or͢k̷s.͜ We̛l̶l̡, ̷I͟ did̨. Y̨ơu m̀oron ̧s̀ti̢l̀l͏ d̀on't even̸ ̸u̧nd̕érst̵a̛nd hòw ̵to us̀e̷ yǫu̢r͜ ͘o̸w͟n ̕te͟lep̨o͘r̡tatio̸n ̨an̴d͏ t̢i͡m̶e͞ ͝t͏ra͡ve͜l̕ ̢po͘we͜rs͘, ́that̴'s w͞h҉y ̡w̕e͜ a͞l̕w̛a͞y̧s̶ eǹd up ͢i͢n ̶w͘ar̶zon̷e͝s͜ ͟ǫŗ ҉t̸ra͘p҉ped͢ i͟n p̶u̷blic҉ ҉ph͝on̨e͏ boòt҉h̵s.
At last.
*The man walks forward.*
Welcome, Anduin. As you no doubt have guessed, I am Morpheus.
I'm guessing you just saved me from a suicidal thief from inside a giant evil broccoli? It is an honour to meet you!
*They shake hands.*
No… the honor is mine. Please, come. Sit.
*Anduin sits down; he feels awkward, nervous and confused. Morpheus turns walks to the window then turns and starts walking slowly towards Anduin*.
I imagine that right now you’re feeling a bit like Alice. Tumbling down the rabbit hole?
*Anduin is listening closely.*
Alice who? Errm... I suppose a Dire Rabbit hole... Errm... You could say that.
*Morpheus smiles. He walks behind his chair.*
I can see it in your eyes. You have the look of a man who accepts what he sees because he is expecting to wake up. Ironically, this is not far from the truth. Do you believe in fate?
*Anduin answers without hesitation*
No.
Why not?
Because the portfolio of fate belongs to the demi-god Savras, he got defeated by Azuth, who ensnared his soul in his staff... So he is a defeated power... I know my sh*t
I know exactly what you mean.
*Morpheus sits and crosses his legs. He plays with a metal box in his hands. Anduin is intrigued.*
Let me tell you why you’re here. You’re here because you know something. What you know you can’t explain. But you feel it. You’ve felt it your entire life. There's something wrong with the world. You don't know what it is, but it's there. Like a splinter in your mind. Driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me.
Morpheus stops playing with the box and stares directly into Anduin's mummified face.*.
Do you know what I'm talking about?
Are you on about the Cauliflower in my cranial cavity? I hate to disappoint, but @Southpaw ate it...
No... The real world... Do you want to know what it is?
*Anduin, a necromantic scholar who has studied and learnt of the forces controlling life, death and very weave of magical existence through the study of knowledge nods. He is at the edge of his seat.*
The real world is everywhere. It is all around us. Even now, in this very room. You can see it when you look out your window, or when you turn on your television. You can feel it when you go to work, when you go to Church, when you pay your taxes. It is the world that has been put over your eyes to blind you from the truth.
*Anduin gets closer to Morpheus, he has no idea what a television is, but he can find out later.*
What truth?
*Morpheus gets closer to Anduin.*
That you are a slave, Anduin. Like everyone else, you were born into bondage, born into a prison that you cannot smell, or taste, or touch. A prison for your mind.
*Anduin butts into the conversation*
Have I been charmed by wood nymphs again?
*Morpheus pauses and stares incredulously at the frankly tatty mummified remains of Anduin*
....No... As I was saying... A prison for your mind. Unfortunately, no one can be told what the real world is. You have to see it for yourself.
*He opens the box and looks inside. What is inside cannot be seen. Morpheus takes the contents, puts the box on the table and leans forward. He stares at Anduin.*
This is your last chance. After this there is no turning back. You take the blue pill-
*Morpheus opens his left hand and reveals the blue pill.*
-the story ends, you wake up in your bed and you believe whatever you want to. You take the red pill-
*Morpheus opens his right hand and reveals the red pill.*
-you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
*Morpheus has both his hands open, holding one pill in each. Anduin hesitates, quickly reaches out to grab one then pauses...*
I have a few questions about this real world.
Yes... What are your questions?
Are there any evil giant Broccoli in it?
Broccoli is in fact, wholly nutritious and a good source of iron, it is also completely benign and good for you... Is this real world not tempting?
What about my friends... Do they exist in the real world?
They are there... @Southpaw is brain surgeon who fantasizes about eating his patients brains every so often... @KidCarnival is an optician who likes to wear as many pairs of glasses as he can, @Booinyoureyes is a well loved family pet, @Heindrich1988 is a vicar, @Eudaemonium is helicopter pilot, running for his local mayorship, who likes backpacking, @elminster is no longer a dead ringer of the most famous mage of Faerun, he is a dead ringer of the most famous scientist on the planet Stephen Hawkings... YOUR FRIENDS ARE ALL THERE!
Cool... Errm... What about mummies?
What about them.
Are there mummies?
Only in museum's, if you take the red pill, you will become a chief archaeologist working for the British museum. You will study, preserve and protect mummies, specialising in egyptology... You will be well respected, well payed and live in comfort.
*Anduin stops. The red pill is reflected on one lens of Morpheus' sunglasses, the blue is reflected on the other. Anduin is reflected on both, his hand over the red pill.*
-what I'm offering is the truth, nothing more.
Sounds too good to be true if you ask me... You'll be telling me Dragons and Fairies are myths to entertain children and that magic doesn't exist... What else do I get if I take the red pill?
*Morpheus begins to grind his teeth*
If you admit that Broccoli is not evil, and take the red pill, @Pecca will make you a shiny new staff... NOW MAKE A CHOICE!
The red pill...
Or the blue pill...
*Anduin takes the red pill. He slowly pops the pill in his mouth. Morpheus smiles, satisfied. Thunder roars in the background. Anduin, in a flash grabs the blue pill and shoves it into his mouth, and gulps noisily. Morpheus sits stunned for a moment and places his shaved head in his hands...
Oh crap...