The mimic spits out a very large life sized maze made of legos glued together, and the floor has legos glued to it point-up. The maze can only be run bare-foot; who knows what prize could be at the end.
I feed the mimic a bunch of transformers toys and figures.
The mimic spits out boots of mad hops.
I brew a nice beer out of the boots of mad hops and give it to the mimic.
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
The mimic spits out a killer rabbit.
I wait for the rabbit to finish with you and wander off, then I feed the mimic your remains.
"Any society that would give up a little liberty to gain a little security will deserve neither and lose both" -- allegedly Benjamin Franklin
Tooltips (Help/aid)
The mimic spits out a holy hand grenade to blow up the rabbit.
I soar down from heaven on angel wings and feed the mimic Homer Simpson.
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
The mimic spits out a box of infinite doughnuts.
I feed the mimic all the Super Smash Bros. games starting with the N64 game.
The mimic plays Kirby, and beats everyone he fights.
I feed the mimic Boba Fett.
A parade celebrating bubble tea walks out of the mimic's mouth. (Hue wordplay)
I feed the mimic a brass sculpture of the world's largest cheese curd.
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
The mimic chucks out seventeen tubes of crocodile toothpaste.
I feed the mimic an old, beaten up Jimi Hendrix CD.
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
The mimic spits out a restrung, left-handed guitar.
I feed the mimic legos and crazy glue.
DM - Efferia, Tribe of Idiots, The Hutch Touch
Pinkeye - Goblin Bard Sorcerer
The mimic spits out a very large life sized maze made of legos glued together, and the floor has legos glued to it point-up. The maze can only be run bare-foot; who knows what prize could be at the end.
I feed the mimic a bunch of transformers toys and figures.
The mimic morphs into several different vehicles before spitting out "Dare to be Stupid" on vinyl.
I feed the mimic my pile of cursed dice.
DM - Efferia, Tribe of Idiots, The Hutch Touch
Pinkeye - Goblin Bard Sorcerer
The mimic rolls several 1's and gives you a broken pen as a equally valued gift.
I shall bestow opon the mimic a nobel peace prize.
Current game- Pelegos: Coastal Chaos
Game world- Pelegos, homebrew
Role- Player
Players- (Me) Druid/bard : Flower, Dancer of Curses ------- Fighter/rouge : Blackshanks, ruffian --------Sorcereress - Melenie, prodigy
The mimic doesn't think the prize tastes very good, so it spits a cone of cold at you.
I feed the mimic a belt of cloud giant strength.
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
The mimic spits out a bag of beans that all grow bean stalks to cloud giant fortresses.
I feed the mimic a bunch of cold stone ice cream.
The mimic gives you a radish, a very tasty radish.
I give the mimic a genie lamp.
Current game- Pelegos: Coastal Chaos
Game world- Pelegos, homebrew
Role- Player
Players- (Me) Druid/bard : Flower, Dancer of Curses ------- Fighter/rouge : Blackshanks, ruffian --------Sorcereress - Melenie, prodigy
The mimic spits out a lava lamp shaped like Robin Williams.
I feed the mimic a copy of Harry Potter in Latin.
DM - Efferia, Tribe of Idiots, The Hutch Touch
Pinkeye - Goblin Bard Sorcerer
The mimic gets confused in translation, and spits out a pot covered in human hair.
I feed the mimic a trebuchet
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
The mimic lays siege to the castle, then spits out an army of tiny rock elementals.
I feed the mimic peanut butter-filled pretzels.
DM - Efferia, Tribe of Idiots, The Hutch Touch
Pinkeye - Goblin Bard Sorcerer
The mimic digs out the peanut butter, then spits out the crushed remains of the pretzels.
I feed the mimic a time machine.
The mimic accidentally becomes lost in the space time continuum and ends up coming out a magic time god. The game is now feed the Chronomimic!
I feed the Chronomimic a gold stopwatch.
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
The mimic literally spits out H.G. Wells.
I feed H.G. Wells to the poor mimic