"This is our hardest one. I turn polar bears white and I will make you cry. I make men have to pee, and women comb their hair. I make celebrities look stupid and normal people look like celebrities. I turn pancakes brown and make your champagne bubble. If you squeeze me, I'll pop but if you'll look at me, you'll pop. Can you guess the riddle?" Lomdinge speaks as Lempdinger snickers at the conversation.
*:0*
"...what? Well, I'm not sure. Now -- thank you for your guidance, o divines. I must continue onwards."
"Guidance? That was guidance? That was merely entertainment. But, as you wish. Continue on your path, traveling maiden." Lomdinge replies before both the rats open the gates.
"This is our hardest one. I turn polar bears white and I will make you cry. I make men have to pee, and women comb their hair. I make celebrities look stupid and normal people look like celebrities. I turn pancakes brown and make your champagne bubble. If you squeeze me, I'll pop but if you'll look at me, you'll pop. Can you guess the riddle?" Lomdinge speaks as Lempdinger snickers at the conversation.
*:0*
"...what? Well, I'm not sure. Now -- thank you for your guidance, o divines. I must continue onwards."
"Guidance? That was guidance? That was merely entertainment. But, as you wish. Continue on your path, traveling maiden." Lomdinge replies before both the rats open the gates.
Catal continues onward, muttering to herself. "Darned rats...although the scruffier one was cute..."
Depressed teenager, nonchalant, really likes to write. Rather strange, Thrushcross Grange ‘twixt stars as dawn now turns to night. DM: Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign, In the Depths - A Fantasy Homebrew Flying Pig Cultist of the Cult of Flying Pigs (don't ask) No matter who you are, you’re great. Don’t let anyone ever get you down. PM me if you want to talk, rant, and/or learn too much about words. Extended sig here, check it out!
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"Guidance? That was guidance? That was merely entertainment. But, as you wish. Continue on your path, traveling maiden." Lomdinge replies before both the rats open the gates.
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Catal continues onward, muttering to herself. "Darned rats...although the scruffier one was cute..."
Depressed teenager, nonchalant, really likes to write. Rather strange, Thrushcross Grange ‘twixt stars as dawn now turns to night.
DM: Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign, In the Depths - A Fantasy Homebrew
Flying Pig Cultist of the Cult of Flying Pigs (don't ask)
No matter who you are, you’re great. Don’t let anyone ever get you down. PM me if you want to talk, rant, and/or learn too much about words.
Extended sig here, check it out!