Charlie - Bard of Time, Land of Smog and Haze
Dennis - Thief of Light, Land of Rope and Silver
Mac - Knight of Hope, Land of Steam and Martyrs
Dee - Maid of Heart, Land of Fear and Photography
Frank - Prince of Life, Land of Chitin and Refuse
You will never get an elaboration, just know that I’m right.
(Text written by a good friend of mine from the /hst/ discord)
FRANKSPRITE: What the hell are you all doing? You need to build up the bar and get to the gate! GANG: (Drunken grumbles and explitives) DENNIS: Look, Frank- FRANK: What? D: Not you, Ghost Frank. FS:FrankSprite. D: WHO CARES. We can’t build the bar because we’re out of grist or shale or whatever. MAC: Which would’t have happened if Charlie didn’t waste it all on human sized cat socks! CHARLIE: Kitten Mittens, and they’re for a giant cat! M: Those are just regular mittens!
C: It’s a Warhammer of Zildyhoot! Or something I dunno a Future Charlie told me to- (Mac blasts his airhorn, smirking. Dee points at the sign reading: NO FUTURE OR PAST CHARLIE TALK) C: Oh man, that’s not fair! You asked!
Charlie - Bard of Time, Land of Smog and Haze
Dennis - Thief of Light, Land of Rope and Silver
Mac - Knight of Hope, Land of Steam and Martyrs
Dee - Maid of Heart, Land of Fear and Photography
Frank - Prince of Life, Land of Chitin and Refuse
You will never get an elaboration, just know that I’m right.
Mac: hey check out this new game I got
Frank: Oh no, that game is bad news. Charlie was up all night tellin me that everyone was gonna die from meteors and that game was the cause of it
Dennis: Frank, that is literally the dumbest thing you have ever said. It’s just a game, its not gonna summon meteors to destroy the earth