Steve: Meat Elf.
Zack: I think I saw this guy as a 3D hologram in the middle of a pyramid of eyes on a Tool album cover.
Steve: Hello gentlefolk, I am Meat Elf.
Steve: Ich bin Meat Elf. Don't mind the puke.
Zack: No lips, sorry about that.
Steve: Haaaauuggghhh. Just meated in from under dark and boy are my meats tired.
Zack: First they whipped my skin off, then they took my alignment. Now I'm taking...revenge.
Steve: Revenge is a dish best served meat.
Zack: "Where are they, Kowalski!? Where are the Kiaransalee brothers!?"
Steve: "It's still me. I'm still the same elf I was on the inside, but now my inside is outside."
Zack: Horfk! *wipes mouth* "There's more where that came from."
Steve: This is pretty much the plot of Machete I think, only that withered Mexican dude had skin.
Zack: That's debatable.
"Really, Holmes!" I dropped into my seat, shocked. "You are remarkably tall! What are you, six foot six? Six foot eight?"
As the 19th century diver approaches a giant clam, a flash of brilliant golden light flares from within the shell. I emerge in a swirl of bubbles and do the timeless universal underwater hand signals for the following: ZODIAC KILLER, KKK, BLOOD OF YOUTH
Zack Parsons, Steve "Malak" Sumner, and friends tackle bizarre role playing game products that make them wonder, "What the fuck!?" From the early days of Gygax to contemporary role playing games, none will be spared.