Q&A Session

[needs-socks.livejournal.com]

[Oddly enough, part of the Nexus seems to have morphed into stone walls and wooden doors more befitting of a castle than a Nexus building. Those who investigate the change might discover a cantankerous old gnome of a man sitting in one of those rooms.]

[The Magician of Information, Good Magician Humfrey, is not at all pleased to have been summoned away from his castle in Xanth. Now he's stuck in a drearily Mundane world, and will doubtlessly be pestered with Questions now that his challenges have been dismantled.]

[Maybe he'll be able to re-use some older ones...]

[((Humfrey knows the Answer to any Question someone might have, but he might charge a service for answering it or put pun-related challenges in the way of inquiring minds...))]

Comments

[prepare2fight.livejournal.com]

[SNOOOORE.]

[surrendernowor.livejournal.com]

[S-smoooooooooch...]

[prepare2fight.livejournal.com]

Ohehe...[YEAH HE GIGGLED IN HIS SLEEP, YOU GOTTA PROBLEM WITH THAT?]

[surrendernowor.livejournal.com]

[And she's back to shaking James.]

Come on, if that wasn't enough to get you up, then I don't know what is!

[prepare2fight.livejournal.com]

[He flails and sputters.]

Whatwhatwhat?! What is it--?!

[dats-rite.livejournal.com]

Rise and shine, sleepin' beauty. About time you wake up and smell the Pokemon.

[Or, you know, taste them. Since you've been kissing them and all.]

[prepare2fight.livejournal.com]

[He sits up and looks over at the two of them, and Humpfrey.]

I don't remember falling asleep...and what's this taste in my mouth? Oooh, it's disgusting!

[needs-socks.livejournal.com]

[The Magician cuts in smoothly, trying to prevent more mayhem]

Your bumbling broke open one of my magic spells; the taste of the curative is only what you deserve for being so feeble-minded.

[surrendernowor.livejournal.com]

What do you mean disgusting!

[Have another kick, James.]

I was the one who had to kiss you to wake you up, you dimwit!

[prepare2fight.livejournal.com]

I don't remember breaking any--ow! [He yelps and turns to Jessie.]

My mouth tastes like rotted eg--...

[What.

What.

WHAT.]

I don't remember that?!