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<blockquote data-quote="Napftor" data-source="post: 208538" data-attributes="member: 617">That was me Joker!&nbsp; <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f600.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":D" title="Big grin&nbsp; &nbsp; :D"&nbsp; data-smilie="8"data-shortname=":D" />&nbsp; I remember your presence in that thread as well, don't I?&nbsp; Uh oh, hold on.&nbsp; They wanna say something again...Bhaal: &quot;Someone remembers us!&nbsp; I feel my power increasing!&quot;Bane: &quot;Pfft.&nbsp; You don't have anything, idiot.&quot;Myrkul: &quot;He should, Bane.&nbsp; Divine power is based on worship.&quot;Bane: &quot;People in the Realms are worshiping ME.&nbsp; This Joker person remembers where our stories were discussed and definitely doesn't worship either of you.&nbsp; For an article of clothing designed to be worn on a person's intellectual center, you sure are dumb, Myrkul.&nbsp; I think you've been 'dead' too long.&quot;Bhaal (to Myrkul): &quot;Let's get him.&quot;Myrkul: &quot;For once, I'm going to agree with you.&nbsp; I was going to point out that even a mention of a god aids the divine essence, but now I won't bother.&quot;[Two out of the Formerly Dead Three start to collect their powers for a strike.&nbsp; Bane readies a cruel-looking spiked gauntlet.]Bane: &quot;I'll take you both with one hand.&quot;[At that moment, Myrkul and Bhaal vanish from sight!]Bane: &quot;Where are you, cowards!?&nbsp; Come back and face the Lord of Strife!&quot;[Bane's body then glows briefly before every article of clothing, save for the spiked gauntlet, disappears!&nbsp; The other Formerly Dead appear once again, giggling hysterically.]Myrkul: &quot;Looks...hehe...looks like you're Lord of Strife and Nakedness now!&quot;Bhaal (pointing at Bane): &quot;Hehehehehe!!&quot;Bane: &quot;I demand you return my regalia!&quot;Bhaal: &quot;You're the god here.&nbsp; Do it yourself.&quot;Bane (snapping fingers and finding himself clothed in poison ivy): &quot;What the hells is this?!&quot;Bhaal: &quot;Even gods are subject to wild magic fields, like the kind we just coated you with.&nbsp; Teehehe.&quot;Myrkul: &quot;And bear in mind that those fields are yet another outcome of our go-'round with Ao and the Tablets, and yada-yada.&quot;Bane (scratching every part of his body uncontrollably): &quot;You're both dead men, you hear me?&nbsp; Dead men!!&quot;Myrkul &amp; Bhaal (together): &quot;Duh!&nbsp; We know that already!&nbsp; Bwahahaha!!&quot;...And as we leave the Formerly Dead Three, Bane manages to conjure up some Benadryl cream while the other Two scamper away like giddy school-girls.Guess I'd better be careful or one of the Mods will switch this to a Story Hour forum!&nbsp; <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink&nbsp; &nbsp; ;)"&nbsp; data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" /></blockquote>

[QUOTE="Napftor, post: 208538, member: 617"] That was me Joker! :D I remember your presence in that thread as well, don't I? Uh oh, hold on. They wanna say something again... Bhaal: "Someone remembers us! I feel my power increasing!" Bane: "Pfft. You don't have anything, idiot." Myrkul: "He should, Bane. Divine power is based on worship." Bane: "People in the Realms are worshiping ME. This Joker person remembers where our stories were discussed and definitely doesn't worship either of you. For an article of clothing designed to be worn on a person's intellectual center, you sure are dumb, Myrkul. I think you've been 'dead' too long." Bhaal (to Myrkul): "Let's get him." Myrkul: "For once, I'm going to agree with you. I was going to point out that even a mention of a god aids the divine essence, but now I won't bother." [Two out of the Formerly Dead Three start to collect their powers for a strike. Bane readies a cruel-looking spiked gauntlet.] Bane: "I'll take you both with one hand." [At that moment, Myrkul and Bhaal vanish from sight!] Bane: "Where are you, cowards!? Come back and face the Lord of Strife!" [Bane's body then glows briefly before every article of clothing, save for the spiked gauntlet, disappears! The other Formerly Dead appear once again, giggling hysterically.] Myrkul: "Looks...hehe...looks like you're Lord of Strife and Nakedness now!" Bhaal (pointing at Bane): "Hehehehehe!!" Bane: "I demand you return my regalia!" Bhaal: "You're the god here. Do it yourself." Bane (snapping fingers and finding himself clothed in poison ivy): "What the hells is this?!" Bhaal: "Even gods are subject to wild magic fields, like the kind we just coated you with. Teehehe." Myrkul: "And bear in mind that those fields are yet another outcome of our go-'round with Ao and the Tablets, and yada-yada." Bane (scratching every part of his body uncontrollably): "You're both dead men, you hear me? Dead men!!" Myrkul & Bhaal (together): "Duh! We know that already! Bwahahaha!!" ...And as we leave the Formerly Dead Three, Bane manages to conjure up some Benadryl cream while the other Two scamper away like giddy school-girls. Guess I'd better be careful or one of the Mods will switch this to a Story Hour forum! ;) [/QUOTE]

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