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As an eternity passed with one Az'kra glaring at Merrick and the other glaring at the first, another hole in the space-time continuum opened, and the guests beheld a great gathering:
Bridgekeeper: Get on with it!
Tim the Enchanter: Yes, get on with it!
Army: Yeah, get on with it!
Dr. Cranium: But I was just waiting for-
God: GET ON WITH IT!
Az'kra the first shrugged his tentacles, and looked at Hatter. "Now what?"
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"Let me show you a magic trick. I will make this pencil disappear." *Slams thug's head onto pencil, jamming it into his skull* "Ta-da!"
King_Darkmoor: *Attacks Pheonix-IV with Rod of Pheo Slaying* DM: Okay you need to roll now Pheonix: 7 DM: Isn't is a d6? Pheo: Yeah, strange...
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