Life ❤️❤️❤️
Sir SpeaksAlot is stunned by the brazen behavior of these hooligans and decides to attempt to put a stop to these Shenanigans.
"Stop this now... Those robes do not belong to you... I payed good money to cheaprooms.com for these, and I demand that I get my moneys worth."
The group of robe thieving Jawa's stop in their tracks... Turned to face the Peacock.
"Who made you the boss of us? Bugger off you bird."
Then they turned around to make their escape.
"Stop... In the name of goodness and my comfort."
The little people turned around, mumbled to each other with their beady little red eyes . Each one pulled out a knife and began to charge the bird.
"Oh crap... they called my bluff."
Sir SpeaksAlot in desperation pulled back six arrows, one for each of the little fellas with one to spare.
Love this picture!
Yeah I couldn't resist, when I saw the bunch of arrows command. The problem was waiting to use it :)
!sendabunchofarrows
Time to attack:
OMG! What are you doing? You go to draw three arrows but forget to put your belt on and your pants fall down. You drop your bow to protect your Tralala and are forced to run from the battle field. As you flee, flashing everyone with your bare buttcheeks, the foe gently inserts a knife in your back ...you lose a life! Please bring your belt next time!
Life: ❤️❤️
Sir SpeakAlot was wounded by the knife attack but confused by his retreat. For his Birdhood was tucked neatly away amongst his neither feathers.
"What am I a mere man Running away as thought me peen will be on display? I will show these little monsters who is boss."
In an act of utter nonsense, Sir SpeaksAlot Pulled out a batch of blue face paint and rubbed it across his already blue face. He then pulled back six more arrows, this time determined to vanquish his foes.
!sendabunchofarrows
Time to attack:
Odins Beard Shakes! You load a bunch of arrows in that deady bow-rifle of yours, take an almost-too-long aim and release them in a swift move. All 3 arrows hit target and you do a large amount of damage - its a hit of 10 points. We can almost hear you mumble too easy...
The remaining two Jawas begin to panic but alas it was to late for their unfortunate souls, for as soon as they were upon Sir SpeaksAlot he had pulled out his little sword and in a swift move beheaded the two remaining assailants.
"Oh crap..."
Sir SpeaksAlot looked around for witnesses. He did not detect a soul, so he breathed easy for a minute.
"Oh don't worry."
Sir SpeaksAlot spun around, to look square into the eyes of the blonde Pirate from the docks.
"Yeah they were total @##holes too. I totally flagged the bunch of them. They deserved this, don't worry bro, your secrets safe with me."
Then he snuck off to the shadows.
Sir SpeaksAlot attempted to retrieve one of the robes, but it was soaked with blood.
"Well @#$%, that's what I get for trying to save a bit of coin. Let's hope the hot tub is working."