TBFGK 17
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| Wanda Firebaugh, outlined in light, stands with her feet splayed and cyan light shining in a disc above her upstretched hands. The room is dark, with a large red cylinder outlined in red light filling the centre and blue squares outlined in blue light orbiting in the air around the cylinder.[1] | [edit] |
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Wanda Firebaugh: The spell is cast, Lord. I have only to concentrate on the target and speak the trigger word. Stanley the Plaid: Okay, listen... | [edit] |
| Stanley grins eagerly, clenching his fist as he envisions his perfect warlord. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Plaid: I want a big guy. Big, powerful, dashing, handsome, heroic... ...a guy who'll shock and awe[2] them, just standing on the city walls, commanding the fight. | [edit] |
| Wanda throws an irritated-looking glance over her shoulder at Stanley. Her eyes and clothing glow with cyan energy. | [edit] |
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Wanda Firebaugh: I thought we agreed I was looking for the perfect military mind. A strategic genius, not an ornament. | [edit] |
| Still grinning excitedly, Stanley makes an emphatic gesture. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Plaid: I want that, too! Now think. I want a guy who's commanded all different kinds of battles. I want him to be obsessed with war. Somebody who plans wars and kills his foes for fun. I want a guy who snacks on gwiffons and eats Marbits for BREAKFAST! | [edit] |
| Wanda turns her face back up to the disc of cyan light as Stanley continues to give her directions. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Plaid: And I know the spell will bind him to serve me, but I don't want a morale case. Get me somebody who actually wants to be summoned. Wanda Firebaugh: Yes Lord. Stanley the Plaid: And don't screw up the basics, either. | [edit] |
| Stanley's grin hasn't faded as he continues to list. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Plaid: He's gotta speak Language. Breathe the air and things.[3] Everything should seem familiar and safe to him. No crazy surprises. Wanda Firebaugh: Lord, it's difficult... | [edit] |
| Wanda looks stressed as she continues to hold the energies of the Summon Perfect Warlord Spell. | [edit] |
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Wanda Firebaugh: I... I am not a Findamancer! I was looking for a mind! All these physical requirements are too much, I-- | [edit] |
| The energies in the casting room start to blur and grow brighter as Wanda completes the spell. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Plaid: Oh all right, find your genius. Just make him BIG, okay? Can you do that much, Commander? Wanda Firebaugh: Thank you, Lord. ...I have him... "Scruby!"[4] | [edit] |
| A bulky humanoid silhouette, fallen on all fours, appears in the casting circle in the middle of the Tower of Efdup casting chamber. | [edit] |
| Sound: PLOT[5] | [edit] |
