Zack: "Oh, no. Where's the toilet!?"
Steve: He looks pretty confused by his surroundings.
Zack: "Seriously! I need the shitter like five minutes ago! I'm squeezing but it's got pressure behind it."
Zack: "This thing is gonna go off like a 10-gauge, so if you don't want me to blast a hole in the floor you better point me in the right direction, pronto."
Steve: I don't think I would want to summon one of these dudes. You're painting an unflattering picture.
Zack: "Ah, welp, never mind. Guess who is gonna be too busy scraping magma out of his trunks to block this next attack?"
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
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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.