| 8-Bit Theater | |
| Episode 534 | |
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| Time Out of Space | |
| Date Published | Thursday, March 31, 2005 |
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Mrr'grt and L'zlhe talk of black candles, while the Red Mages have a pep talk with each other.
Cast Appearing[]
Setting[]
- Ice Cave, and inside infinite nothingness.
Script[]
| Mrr'grt | Do we really need black candles? |
| L'zlhe | The ancient texts, though written in a language before words, are quite clear. |
| Mrr'grt | Where are we supposed to find to find candles--black or otherwise--in this desolate wasteland? |
| L'zlhe | We are a cult dedicated to evil. If we didn't bring pointlessly black candles, we really dropped the ball. |
| Mrr'grt | Yes, yes fine. Look, we'll kill Lv'rn and make candles from his innards. |
| L'zlhe | But they need to be black too. |
| Mrr'grt | We are the foul things men become when nameless horrors infest their bones. There will be no shortage of black in his innards. |
| L'zlhe | A fine point. |
| Mrr'grt | Yes, I know. |
| Back in the infinite nothingness... | |
| Red Mage | Are we sure this is going to work? |
| Red Mage | Of course we are, we thought of it, didn't we? |
| Red Mage | No one else seems to like it. |
| Red Mage | Oh, they never do. Those mouthbreathers whinge about every little thing we do, but we bring them, kicking and screaming, to new vistas of imagination and, dare I say it, genius. |
| Red Mage | (peeking out from the right) Guys, can we focus? This universe isn't going to destroy itself. |
| Red Mage | He's right. |
| Red Mage | We always are. |
| Red Mage | We already made the calculations, so that information exists in all our future-inclined instances. |
| Red Mage | Is everyone in position yet? |
| Red Mage | No, but I can see from here they will be soon. |
| Red Mage | Let's rip causality a new one! |