You watch as the milk curdles within the acidic confines of its mouth. The Mimic gags and sputters trying to maintain its constitution. It rolls a 2 on a DC 5 con save. It begins to retch and disgorges a stream of sticky bile, smelling of Orc-Ham sandwich and sugar cookie, onto you. Accompanying the vomit is a litany of items: A plastic grocery bag, a mismatched pair of socks, a pen of vile darkness, A shield of Marshmallow fluff, A deck of just a couple things, a DVD of Dungeons and Dragons starring Marlon Wayans & Jeremy Irons, A matched set of coffee cups, A mirror of insta-filtering, And ZeusTheGreat173. You pick up the set of coffee cups and leave, making that sound that happens when you separate your palms after having glued them together with Elmers glue the whole way. As I enter the room passing you with a quizzical look on my face you tell me about the Mimic I will encounter and its history within these confines, you being a frequent visitor. I enter the space.
I see the Mimic caughing and sputtering among all its expelled items as it tries to lick them back up into its maw. I take a moment to assess the situation and decide to assist the mimic and feed it all its lost loot including ZeusThe Great173, who is disoriented and begs me to help. I am undeterred. Once the floor is clear I feed the mimic my collection of medieval naughty art, ankles and wrists... how scandalous.
Eww...
It spits out 1 silver piece for each sugar cookie you feed it.
I feed it my spare top hat.
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It spits out a rabbit
I feed it a kraken
Only spilt the party if you see something shiny.
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Ooo, that's clever
It spits out the corpse of a bard
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I know this is a stupid question, put how do you create a thread?
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I know this is a stupid question, put how do you create a thread?
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Oops
Already said that
Here's a cool link for your troubles! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1IbRujko-A
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It eats you for not feeding it and generally being annoying.
I feed it milk
Royalty among the charge kingdom. All will fall before our glorious assault!
Quest offer! Enter the deep dungeon here
Ctg’s blood is on the spam filter’s hands
You watch as the milk curdles within the acidic confines of its mouth. The Mimic gags and sputters trying to maintain its constitution. It rolls a 2 on a DC 5 con save. It begins to retch and disgorges a stream of sticky bile, smelling of Orc-Ham sandwich and sugar cookie, onto you. Accompanying the vomit is a litany of items: A plastic grocery bag, a mismatched pair of socks, a pen of vile darkness, A shield of Marshmallow fluff, A deck of just a couple things, a DVD of Dungeons and Dragons starring Marlon Wayans & Jeremy Irons, A matched set of coffee cups, A mirror of insta-filtering, And ZeusTheGreat173. You pick up the set of coffee cups and leave, making that sound that happens when you separate your palms after having glued them together with Elmers glue the whole way. As I enter the room passing you with a quizzical look on my face you tell me about the Mimic I will encounter and its history within these confines, you being a frequent visitor. I enter the space.
I see the Mimic caughing and sputtering among all its expelled items as it tries to lick them back up into its maw. I take a moment to assess the situation and decide to assist the mimic and feed it all its lost loot including ZeusThe Great173, who is disoriented and begs me to help. I am undeterred. Once the floor is clear I feed the mimic my collection of medieval naughty art, ankles and wrists... how scandalous.
It spits out an evil clone of you
I feed it a greatsword.
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Yes, I got out. There's more than one entrance, you know.
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It spits out a greataxe
I feed it a greatclub
Royalty among the charge kingdom. All will fall before our glorious assault!
Quest offer! Enter the deep dungeon here
Ctg’s blood is on the spam filter’s hands
It spits out a Greatclub, +1
I feed it a Greatsword, +1
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It spits out the greatclub, a club of greatsword, greataxe, and greatclub users.
I feed it a vorpal greatsword
Royalty among the charge kingdom. All will fall before our glorious assault!
Quest offer! Enter the deep dungeon here
Ctg’s blood is on the spam filter’s hands
It spits it back out with a note saying "I'm done with the weapons, move on"
I feed it a rock. Just a normal rock.
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It spits out normal iron
I feed it normal wood
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Quest offer! Enter the deep dungeon here
Ctg’s blood is on the spam filter’s hands
It spits out a normal rock.
I feed it a Holy Symbol.
*angelic music starts playing as I take it out and stops abruptly after I feed it to the mimic*
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It spits out another holy symbol, one that looks like a chest with teeth, surrounded by a glowing aura. That is its own holy symbol.
I feed an offering of gold.
Royalty among the charge kingdom. All will fall before our glorious assault!
Quest offer! Enter the deep dungeon here
Ctg’s blood is on the spam filter’s hands
It spits out an alter.
I feed it cherry pie.
Only spilt the party if you see something shiny.
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It spits out pumpkin pie
I feed it a turkey
Royalty among the charge kingdom. All will fall before our glorious assault!
Quest offer! Enter the deep dungeon here
Ctg’s blood is on the spam filter’s hands
It spits out a top hat.
I feed it a magic stone.
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
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