8-Bit Theater | |
Episode 1096 | |
(Too many letters) | |
Resource Management | |
Date Published | Thursday February 19th, 2009 |
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Drizz'l finally takes charge, and the Dark Warriors may well meet their end for it.
Cast Appearing[]
Setting[]
- Temple of Fiends, Basement
Script[]
Drizz'l | Let's say you meant that metaphorically, Bikke. |
Bikke | I don't know what no "Medafrohicky" be, all I's knowin' is ye better turn this ship about to shoot them broadside. |
Drizz'l | Ship? We're in a temple. |
Bikke | Aye! Temples be the ships o' the land. Everyone knows that. |
Drizz'l | I have nothing to say to that, because there is nothing to say. |
Garland | I think what Bikke means-- |
Drizz'l | Who cares! He's illiterate, can't count, and slightly drunk at all times. |
Bikke | I wouldn't say slightly. |
Drizz'l | We're not taking naval-inspired advice from a man less sea-worthy than a bag full of rocks. |
Drizz'l | We are summoning fell underbeasts from the depths of Hell to do our bidding and that's final. |
Vilbert | You mean our bidding, of course. |
Drizz'l | That is what I said. |
Vilbert | Oh. I assumed you'd slip up and say "my". |
Drizz'l | Well, I'm a good liar. |
Drizz'l | Now let's get to work before you think about that too much. |
Garland | Sounds reasonable to me. |
Drizz'l | First, I need you three to stand in the circle of fatal sacrifices. |