Everybody wants to be Edwin Because Edwin's the only cat who knows where it's at Tell me, everybody's pickin' up on that wizard beat 'Cause everything else is obsolete.
A mage with a hat Makes you wish you weren't born Every time he casts. But with Elminster in the act You can set magic back To the caveman days.
I've heard some corny mage who tried to chant Still Edwin's the only cat Who knows how to swing Who wants to dig a long-haired gig stuff like that? When everybody wants to be Edwin
A mage with a hat Makes you wish you weren't born, Every time he casts Oh Facio, Voco, Vere With Elminster in the act You can set magic back to the Caveman days
Everybody wants to be Edwin Because Edwin's the only cat who knows where it's at When casting spells he always has a welcome mat 'Cause everybody digs a castin' cat
Everybody, everybody Everybody wants to be Edwin Hallelujah Everybody, everybody Everybody wants to be Edwin Everybody, everybody Everybody wants to be Edwin Everybody, everybody Everybody wants to be Edwin.
Let him go to Baator or the Abyss, and rot for eternity! I hate him even more than I do Irenicus or Firkraag or Kangaxx or almost anybody you can name. Even if I didn't hate him, I would never be him or like him or even anything resembling him.
And yes, my hatred is not due to his amulet or his power, but because of his character, his ethics, his disposition, his manners, his actions, his attitude, and so on, and so on...
I mean, substitute Edwin for Rasputin and it writes itself:
Rasputin Boney M. There lived a certain man in Russia long ago He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow Most people looked at him with terror and with fear But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear He could preach the bible like a preacher Full of ecstasy and fire But he also was the kind of teacher Women would desire Ra ra Rasputin Lover of the Russian queen There was a cat that really was gone Ra ra Rasputin Russia's greatest love machine It was a shame how he carried on He ruled the Russian land and never mind the czar But the cassock he danced really wunderbar In all affairs of state he was the man to please But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze For the queen he was no wheeler dealer Though she'd heard the things he'd done She believed he was a holy healer Who would heal her son Ra ra Rasputin Lover of the Russian queen There was a cat that really was gone Ra ra Rasputin Russia's greatest love machine It was a shame how he carried on But when his drinking and lusting and his hunger For power became known to more and more people The demands to do something about this outrageous Man became louder and louder This man's just got to go, declared his enemies But the ladies begged, don't you try to do it, please No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms Though he was a brute they just fell into his arms Then one night some men of higher standing Set a trap, they're not to blame Come to visit us they kept demanding And he really came Ra ra Rasputin Lover of the Russian queen They put some poison into his wine Ra ra Rasputin Russia's greatest love machine He drank it all and said, I feel fine Ra ra Rasputin Lover of the Russian queen They didn't quit, they wanted his head Ra ra Rasputin Russia's greatest love machine And so they shot him 'til he was dead Oh, those Russians
And if you console him in at the beginning of the game - C:CreateCreature('Edwin') - you can probably waltz straight out of Candlekeep as Edwin! AND either pick up a subservient extra Edwin in Naskhel, for a grand total of TWO Edwins in your party, or feed the imposter to your summoned Xvarts.
And if you console him in at the beginning of the game - C:CreateCreature('Edwin') - you can probably waltz straight out of Candlekeep as Edwin! AND either pick up a subservient extra Edwin in Naskhel, for a grand total of TWO Edwins in your party, or feed the imposter to your summoned Xvarts.
Thank you for explaining how, I checked the thread.
But I wouldn't dare. Too much power and awesomeness for a player to handle methinks.
Hm, I may have to write a love ballad for Viconia, set to Steve Goodman’s perfect country-and-western song “You Never Even Called Me by My Name”
Well I was drunk the day my drow got outta prison.
Never heard that before so had a quick listen, how about this?
Viconia, you're breaking my heart You're shaking my confidence daily Oh, Viconia, I'm down on my knees I'm begging you please to come home
Viconia, you're breaking my heart You've killed my dog and my mother Oh,Viconia, I'm down on my knees Please don't run off with my brother Come on home
Making love in the prison yard with Viconia On the night train (making love) I got up to wash my face When I come back to bed someone's taken my place
Viconia, you're breaking my heart I'm drinking a bottle daily Oh, Viconia, I'm down on my knees I'm throwing up in the toilet, Come on home
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Jubilation She loves me again I fall on the floor and I'm laughing
Jubilation She loves me again I crashed my truck and I'm laughing
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Is so, then what will you say about our Overlord Ao?
But well, let's keep these small differences aside and be friends.
(Arguments like these tend to continue for eternity.)
Oh dear.
Well, let me elucidate here.................
Everybody wants to be Edwin
Because Edwin's the only cat who knows where it's at
Tell me, everybody's pickin' up on that wizard beat
'Cause everything else is obsolete.
A mage with a hat
Makes you wish you weren't born
Every time he casts.
But with Elminster in the act
You can set magic back
To the caveman days.
I've heard some corny mage who tried to chant
Still Edwin's the only cat
Who knows how to swing
Who wants to dig a long-haired gig stuff like that?
When everybody wants to be Edwin
A mage with a hat
Makes you wish you weren't born,
Every time he casts
Oh Facio, Voco, Vere
With Elminster in the act
You can set magic back to the Caveman days
Everybody wants to be Edwin
Because Edwin's the only cat who knows where it's at
When casting spells he always has a welcome mat
'Cause everybody digs a castin' cat
Everybody, everybody
Everybody wants to be Edwin
Hallelujah
Everybody, everybody
Everybody wants to be Edwin
Everybody, everybody
Everybody wants to be Edwin
Everybody, everybody
Everybody wants to be Edwin.
I don't want to be Edwin. Got it?
Let him go to Baator or the Abyss, and rot for eternity! I hate him even more than I do Irenicus or Firkraag or Kangaxx or almost anybody you can name. Even if I didn't hate him, I would never be him or like him or even anything resembling him.
And yes, my hatred is not due to his amulet or his power, but because of his character, his ethics, his disposition, his manners, his actions, his attitude, and so on, and so on...
While on the subject of 1970s disco, I think you could do wonders with Boney M's "Rasputin", especially Turisas' folk metal cover.
I mean, substitute Edwin for Rasputin and it writes itself:
Rasputin
Boney M.
There lived a certain man in Russia long ago
He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
He could preach the bible like a preacher
Full of ecstasy and fire
But he also was the kind of teacher
Women would desire
Ra ra Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
Ra ra Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
He ruled the Russian land and never mind the czar
But the cassock he danced really wunderbar
In all affairs of state he was the man to please
But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze
For the queen he was no wheeler dealer
Though she'd heard the things he'd done
She believed he was a holy healer
Who would heal her son
Ra ra Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
Ra ra Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
But when his drinking and lusting and his hunger
For power became known to more and more people
The demands to do something about this outrageous
Man became louder and louder
This man's just got to go, declared his enemies
But the ladies begged, don't you try to do it, please
No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms
Though he was a brute they just fell into his arms
Then one night some men of higher standing
Set a trap, they're not to blame
Come to visit us they kept demanding
And he really came
Ra ra Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen
They put some poison into his wine
Ra ra Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
He drank it all and said, I feel fine
Ra ra Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen
They didn't quit, they wanted his head
Ra ra Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
And so they shot him 'til he was dead
Oh, those Russians
Damn you @Contemplative_Hamster! You were faster. :P
@Contemplative_Hamster
Excellent.
Anything that bestows righteous and deserved praise on EO is welcome.
I think,
"Oh, Oh Odesseiron"
Would work with the lyrics and rhythm particularly well.
Slay'r of the Rashemi scum
Did you know you can play with Edwin (or any NPC) as the protagonist?
I don't know if you know, so just in case you don't:
You CAN, REALLY, I am NOT kidding, make Edwin the actual Protagonist/CHARNAME.
Check here, my post towards the bottom of the page quoting the discoverers and summarizing the procedure.
https://forums.beamdog.com/discussion/29289/did-you-know/p81
And if you console him in at the beginning of the game - C:CreateCreature('Edwin') - you can probably waltz straight out of Candlekeep as Edwin! AND either pick up a subservient extra Edwin in Naskhel, for a grand total of TWO Edwins in your party, or feed the imposter to your summoned Xvarts.
But I wouldn't dare.
Too much power and awesomeness for a player to handle methinks.
Players.......... know your limits.
Well I was drunk the day my drow got outta prison.
Viconia, you're breaking my heart
You're shaking my confidence daily
Oh, Viconia, I'm down on my knees
I'm begging you please to come home
Viconia, you're breaking my heart
You've killed my dog and my mother
Oh,Viconia, I'm down on my knees
Please don't run off with my brother
Come on home
Making love in the prison yard with Viconia
On the night train (making love)
I got up to wash my face
When I come back to bed someone's taken my place
Viconia, you're breaking my heart
I'm drinking a bottle daily
Oh, Viconia, I'm down on my knees
I'm throwing up in the toilet,
Come on home
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Jubilation
She loves me again
I fall on the floor and I'm laughing
Jubilation
She loves me again
I crashed my truck and I'm laughing
Whoah-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoah-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoah-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoah-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Think I covered all the bases.
(Apologies to Simon and Garfunkal)