Zack: All hail the Tetravus, herald of overly-complicated rules, harbinger of the end of this goddamn article.
Steve: I didn't see you tap any lands to summon the artifact.
Zack: All the mana I needed was stored in my Mox Fuck You.
Steve: Awwww and we were getting along so well other than that time you cussed at me.
Zack: Steve, I sat and stared at "Steve is typing a message" for like half an hour while you typed up that goddamn poop story. Each nugget was more disgusting than the one that came before it.
Steve: Nah, it was all in one huge log. Equal gross consistency.
Zack: AAAAA!!! Steve!
Steve: See you later folks!
Zack: I hope you die a toilet death.
'We’re going to be in trouble!' Little Sister wailed, clutching her favorite book to her chest and sobbing. 'This isn’t fun like a story anymore!' But Big Sister was not listening, she was thinking. She grabbed Little Sister’s book from her and ran into town, yelling 'Help! A book made me and my sister hurt someone!'
I've been wanting to meet you all for the past few weeks, but I guess I cut an intimidating figure. I'm the new guy, with the cool job you've all surely been gossiping about. Yep, I'm the Lead Loremaster, and I'm here to enrich everything we do with much-needed lore.
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.