Left for Dead?

[Loken]

Are you just worm food? Is there hope for salvation and revenge?
Do we take this to it's grisly conclusion?

[Mr. Woodhope]

I don't see much hope. With Bert Williams at one hit point and David Carstairs...well...I can't even begin to think how we will break the news to his wife and fifteen kids...

Unless the cavalry is coming over the hill post haste, I think we are Cthulhu Chow.

[Dav'l]

(Car)stairs' Way to Heaven  (to the tune of Stairway to...well, you know)

Though the outlook is grim
In this pit I am in
I'm not trying Carstairs' way to Heaven
And when worst comes to worst
I won't fall for their curse
Strike a match, they won't get what they came for
Ooh, ooh, I'm not trying Carstairs' way to Heaven

I see in my mind's eye
The way David did die
In my mind's ear I still hear him screaming
Such an unholy din
And those teeth sinking in...
I can only hope that I was dreaming
Ooh, it makes me shudder
Ooh, it makes me shudder

I can still hear him shout
Still see blood spurting out
Of the bite on his neck on that evening
And it made me think twice
Of our plans for that night
Maybe all of us should have been leaving
Ooh, it makes me shudder
Ooh, it makes me shudder

And it now seems that soon
That your friend Charlie Goone
Will be hosting the new form of Jameson
Threw me down in this hole
Gonna steal my sweet soul
Blowing up's not so bad in the long run

If there's still fluid in my Zippo
I'll let it burn now
And then it's sweet dreams for the Dent's schemes
Yes, there are two paths I could go by
But in the long run
This way I get to take a few with me

That vision's vivid and it won't go
He didn't even know
Those beasts were sneaking up to eat him
Poor David, should have heard them rush in
To sink their teeth in
Carstairs lays dying, torn limb from limb

And as I rot down in the ground
To deep to crawl out from this hole
My dynamite is still around
My lighter's bright, this bomb will blow
Nothing is left for worms to chow
I couldn't stand them anyhow
And now I'll bid you all adieu
(Sorry, Jaime, you're down here too)
And now it's time for me to go

I'm not trying Carstairs' way to Heaven

[Mr. Woodhope]

Ooh, it makes me shudder

[Loken]

Oh that's a beauty.

[Mr. Woodhope]

So...are we heading back to Vasteras this Friday? Has anyone told the DM that we're all dead or worse and that he's on deck?

[Loken]

I think he was told last that he had a Christmas reprieve. We can see if he wants to start this Friday, or if y'all want we can play the do or die conclusion of CoC.

[Loken]

Island of Abomination (to the tune "Island Of Domination"  by Judas Priest


Bert, the worm is coming
Like Carstairs your end is near
Captured by the bastard Dents
Soon to be a shoggoth's toy.

Tried to break into their house with guns in sweaty hands
But their foretold beasts were waiting and you had no plans
So you were all taken down on that fateful night
And your only hope is Cameron to set it all right

Now you are taken unto the Island of Abomination

You wanna escape, You wanna escape this fate
"cause now you see Zombie-Carstairs missing half his face
The madman with the Elder sign cut and run
Leaving you to face the invisable fiends with only a gun

Now you are taken unto the Island of Abomination

Charlie Goone, your fate is dire
Philip, escape you desire
Weston, you're chained deep in the fiends den
Cameron, do you think you can free them

Fight for your life, fight for your life
Fight for your life, or death is guaranteed
If you don't try then there's no way you'll be freed
And if Jamison doesn't need you they'll just eat your skin
Or just lay down and die, the bad guys are happy to win

Now you are taken unto the Island of Abomination...

[Brand Nar Gath]

well hopefully someone can tell me, because I have to choose between my undead fish-man costume and the the hairy bird costume.

[Loken]

well hopefully someone can tell me, because I have to choose between my undead fish-man costume and the the hairy bird costume.

Well, if we do play one more session, I will have an exciting new character for you.

[Brand Nar Gath]

oh god please no I am going to the beach, have me killed.

[Loken]

Oh indeed Mr. Carstairs is dead. Well, undead now and a servant of the Dents.

[Mr. Woodhope]

I'm dead too, but I knew I was going to die this year.

[Loken]

Bert is not dead.  You can see him saved or leave him to die.

[Dav'l]

If we do play on Friday, I spoke to a certain Llama-lover who may drop in.