11-27-2008, 01:36 PM
Solution: The fire spirits cannot stomach cheesy jokes and they diffuse into clouds of smoke.
Circumstance:
Ada: Damn. Well, that's why I always have a Plan B. *summons a giant flying pie from outer space, flinging it down towards Earth*
Crimson: My god, by my calculations she'll cover Europe in custard if she isn't stopped.
Circumstance:
Ada: Damn. Well, that's why I always have a Plan B. *summons a giant flying pie from outer space, flinging it down towards Earth*
Crimson: My god, by my calculations she'll cover Europe in custard if she isn't stopped.