[action] The Frozen Depths of Hell!

[evildoorstop]

[Murray has found himself outside a lot lately, in the cold and the snow, but now it's time to take advantage of it. He is currently sitting on top of the fountain, soaked and icy. He has some little icicles forming in his eye sockets and at the back of his skull. Despite his icy situation, he seems diabolically cheery, calling out to random people passing by.]

Beware my frozen sockets of doom! This land will be smothered in the winters of death! Beware! Turn back! Turn back! Before the frozen depths of hell envelop you! [And other such threatening comments.]

Comments

[evildoorstop]

I do like them.

[immamartillo]

Well, then how about ya go find all the rats around here and lead 'em off. Like the pied piper.

[evildoorstop]

An army of rats under my command! Maybe you're smarter than you look.

[immamartillo]

[ When it's called an "army" Firo suddenly doesn't feel very intelligent. ] ]

Uh, sure. You have fun with that.

[evildoorstop]

[Murray shall become general of his rat army.]

Bwahaha! They'll fall before us!

[immamartillo]

Wait a minute, who's gonna fall?

[evildoorstop]

Everyone who opposes us! The rat haters!

[immamartillo]

How are ya gonna root 'em out? You can't drag your army all over the place and ask everybody here if they hate rats or not.

[ Or could he. ]

[evildoorstop]

This is why I'll be leading and you'll be one of the terrified masses. It'll be obvious! Whoever runs away screaming is clearly an enemy.

[immamartillo]

[ Flawless logic, but Firo's offended nonetheless. ]

Hey, it takes more than a few rats to scare me!

[evildoorstop]

How about...a wriggling, filthy, hairy mass of red eyed, whip tailed fiends?

[immamartillo]

It's still just a bunch a' rats, no matter how ya spin it.

[evildoorstop]

We'll see what you say when they're swarming over you!

[immamartillo]

You still gotta find a way to make 'em follow you first.

[evildoorstop]

I'm working on that! Or..will be.

[immamartillo]

Care to share your evil plan with me?

[evildoorstop]

It's a secret!

[immamartillo]

[ Firo frowns. ]

...You don't have one, do ya?

[evildoorstop]

...I'm working on it. It must be perfect!

[immamartillo]

Yeah. Right. Good luck with that.

[evildoorstop]

Ha, I need no luck.

[immamartillo]

But you do need a brain...

[Not that Firo has room to talk.]

[evildoorstop]

Ha! That's what you think.

[immamartillo]

I'm no expert, but I'm pretty sure I'm right.

[evildoorstop]

The dead get away with what the living can only imagine!