One day my Midsomer Murders rpg will be done.
On that day the sky will darken. We will dance till our feet are
shapeless nubs of pain and exposed nerves. Birds will take to the air,
their wings on fire, and they will disappear like sparks in the
gathering gloom.
It'll be a fucking blast though. You can play a Pagan Reenactment Cuckold or a Battenberg Cake Adjuster.
It'll be a fucking blast though. You can play a Pagan Reenactment Cuckold or a Battenberg Cake Adjuster.
Wait, we'd be playing the perpetrators instead of the detectives?! That's brilliant!
ReplyDeleteI figured that would be much more fun. :-D
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