Of course I saw that. It is immensely difficult not to see something as horrendously improbable as an old man firing a god-damned death laser from his eyes. For whatever reason, the Authors, god bless their incompetant souls, have given good mister Crabman a great deal more power than he strictly should. I have seen this happen before. Such interferance invariably ends badly for all parties involved.
Regardless, I am currently on the telephone to one of my... Let's call him an employee, shall we? I gave him strict instructions not to allow this to happen, and he seems to be completely unable to follow them. If I wasn't indestructable, I'd shoot myself.
phonelog.
FE: Hello?
DC: Hello, Eggs.
FE: Hello, John! It's pleasure to speak to you. How have you been?
DC: Call me Coulton. My namesake is nowhere near as resplendant as I, and I will not tolerate being referred to by his first name.
FE: I am so sorry, master. Please forgive my ignorance, for I can never match your perfection.
FE: Allow me to apologise profusely for my rudeness. I was completely unaware that such trivial matters bothered you in the least. I am so ashamed.
DC: Spare me the sarcasm, Eggs. I am not here to be patronised by a scaly, homosexual social engineer created by accident during an inebriated spree of idiocy.
FE: Must you always bring that up? It hurts my feelings so! Why-
DC: Shut up and listen. The only reason I haven't replaced you with someone more competant and less irritating is the fact that if I got rid of you now, you would be missed.
DC: You were instructed to keep Crabman busy watching Boners until the plan was in motion, correct?
FE: Why, I was indeed! If I remember correctly, your precise words were "Ensure that he doesn't interfere with the Ritual." I am still not sure what ritual you meant.
DC: Good. Let's keep it that way.
DC: Regardless. It appears that a large chunk of your idiotic zombie army was just vaporised by the very same man you were told to keep busy.
DC: I thought I made it clear that a failure of this magnetude was not tolerable.
DC: In fact, it is positively Intolerable.
FE:...
FE: I find it difficult to obey your commands when you are not telling me what they will achieve.
FE: For all I know you could be back on the bottle again, making terrible mistakes which could get me killed.
FE: Unlike some people, I don't want to kill myself needlessly. I am quite content with my lot in life.
FE: I cannot, however, fulfill your plans if you don't tell me what you want to gain from them. How will allowing some foolish lusus to complete a pagan ritual lead to your demise?
DC: You are sitting eerily in a dark room again, aren't you.
FE: What? No!
DC: I know you, Fried Eggs. I know what you are doing.
FE: Ehehe. You got me.
DC: I did.
DC: And you had better get to work getting Anger Crabman and those ridiculous trols out of the workings of my plan.
FE: I will do so promptly!
FE: But before I hang up... Tell me how this is going to kill you?
DC: Eggs.
DC: I don't want to die yet.
DC: I want revenge.
<font face="courier" color="#000056"><STRONG>Steven: I WILL GIVE YOU EXACTLY SEVEN SECONDS TO EXPLAIN WHAT THE MEANING OF THAT WAS BEFORE I OPEN FIRE ON YOUR UFORTUNATE ASS, MAGGOT!
Steven: AND THAT IS ONLY BECAUSE IT TAKES EXACTLY SEVEN SECONDS TO CHARGE UP MY MOST POWERFUL ATTACK
Steven: YOU SEE I HAVE EVERY INTENT TO SPREAD THE ATOMS THAT MAKE UP YOUR CRIMINAL BODY OVER A THOUSAND CUBIC MILE SECTION OF SPACE AS PUNISHMENT FOR THE CRIMES YOU HAVE COMMITTED AGAINST THE TROLTERNIAN EMPIRE AND
Steven: AND AGAINST MY HEART, MAGGOT!</STRONG></font>
MEanwhile . .. .
Lieutenant Fish has made it to page 49, and speaks with Tiny Tinkle as she hangs back from the zombie defense subplot.
Show Fishlog
LtFish: oh hey, you were always one of my favorite characters
LtFish: please dont talk though I am begging you don't say anything your voice is just straight murder on my brain
LtFish: those guys aren't going to get anywhere for a while lets go meet up with your other friends
LtFish: they're working on like the main storyline but its taking freaking forever
LtFish: this place is totally jpegged anyway
Stven soupglal sais hey u karbmang you fucking looser im gonna blow a whole in ur ass if you kepp doing that because i wanted to because i am a kellir. FUCK YOU ANGER.