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{{qf|Plasmo}} ''[thinking]'' Once Fordor and I were fellow students of [[the Decrepit One]]. At his levitating knee in his mountain citadel we learned out first lessons in the mysteries of magic. All was well until one evil night [[Lebaron Fordor]] threw the Decrepit One into a bottomless chasm and ended his mortal existence. From that night forth, Fordor and I became bitter enemies. He following the way of shadows and myself the path of light. Also, from that night on, the astral form of the Decrepit One took up residence in my spare bedroom. For that I will always hate Fordor. | {{qf|Plasmo}} ''[thinking]'' Once Fordor and I were fellow students of [[the Decrepit One]]. At his levitating knee in his mountain citadel we learned out first lessons in the mysteries of magic. All was well until one evil night [[Lebaron Fordor]] threw the Decrepit One into a bottomless chasm and ended his mortal existence. From that night forth, Fordor and I became bitter enemies. He following the way of shadows and myself the path of light. Also, from that night on, the astral form of the Decrepit One took up residence in my spare bedroom. For that I will always hate Fordor. | ||
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| − | {{qf|[[The Fearful Flamammu]]}} Gasp! | + | {{qf|[[The Fearful Flamammu]]}} Gasp! Is that the [[Baster of Bastur]]? ''[thinking]'' That would go perfectly with my Spatula of Spadoon and my Lemon Zester of Zaggaroth. |
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[[Category:Radioactive Man stories quotes]] | [[Category:Radioactive Man stories quotes]] | ||
Latest revision as of 09:57, January 12, 2024
- Plasmo: By the abysmal alliteration of Agamop! By the sinister shadows of Shaggamath! By the dampening darkness of Dyperpdoon! Will this unending horror never end? Once again no catalog from Montgomery Ward! Fate and the United States Postal Service mock me!
- Plasmo: How might I order a lamp in the shape of a donkey for my Sanctum Suburban? Or a colorful hooked rug for my chamber of meditation? And I have no vehicular conveyance to go to Korvettes in the shopping center on the highway.
- Plasmo: [thinking] Once Fordor and I were fellow students of the Decrepit One. At his levitating knee in his mountain citadel we learned out first lessons in the mysteries of magic. All was well until one evil night Lebaron Fordor threw the Decrepit One into a bottomless chasm and ended his mortal existence. From that night forth, Fordor and I became bitter enemies. He following the way of shadows and myself the path of light. Also, from that night on, the astral form of the Decrepit One took up residence in my spare bedroom. For that I will always hate Fordor.
- The Fearful Flamammu: Gasp! Is that the Baster of Bastur? [thinking] That would go perfectly with my Spatula of Spadoon and my Lemon Zester of Zaggaroth.
