| 8-Bit Theater | |
| Episode 518 | |
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| Iced | |
| Date Published | Tuesday, February 22nd, 2005 |
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The team suffers from hypothermia and collapses.
Cast Appearing[]
Setting[]
- Unnamed tundra
Script[]
| Black Mage | Congratulations, Red Mage. You've killed us. We all knew it would happen, it was just a matter of how, when, and where. |
| Red Mage | We are all losing feeling in our extremities, BM. Turning on one another won't solve anything. |
| Black Mage | Shut up, I'm not done blaming everyone who isn't me. |
| Black Mage | (On red screen, with black tendrils) Thief, your career as our leader reminds me of watching a blind child stumble through an uneven room laced with knives and tiger pits. Only not as interesting to watch because you can always push the kid if it looks like he'd make it. Who's mom's favorite now! |
| Red Mage | Wait. You murdered your own blind brother? |
| Black Mage | It would have been cruel to let him live after what I did to his eyes. |
| Thief | Was there a point in all that? Your ramblings seem less coherent than usual. |
| Black Mage | Probably. It's cold and I'm tired. Leave me alone. |
| He collapses... | |
| Red Mage | I too am tired. I blame all the genius-ing I've done of late. |
| Thief | Couldn't it be hypothermia? |
| Red Mage | Urban myth. |
| Red Mage collapses... | |
| Thief | In that case, a quick nap couldn't hurt. I'd hate to die exhausted. |
| Thief collapses... | |