8-Bit Theater | |
Episode 763 | |
And funny noises! | |
Going For The Hi-Score | |
Date Published | Tuesday October 31st, 2006 |
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Just one more game Thief, and then we can rescue Red Mage.
Cast Appearing[]
- A mass of tentacles when Jnn'efur was summoned
- Thief
- Black Mage Evilwizardington
- Fighter McWarrior
Setting[]
- Inside the Sea Shrine
Script[]
The wide mass of tentacles Fighter inadvertently summoned that was about to crush (the remainder of) the party is deftly reflected upward with a SPOING! as someone off-screen, most likely Black Mage, yells... | |
Black Mage | (From off-screen) Augh! |
We see Thief, Fighter, and Black Mage have not been crushed. Black Mage could be in better shape as he being held above Fighter, eyes squeezed shut, curled up into a ball. | |
Thief | What just happened? |
Fighter | (Close up, still wielding Black Mage) I'm defeating Ur! |
Black Mage | Son of a--! |
Thief | By bouncing him around? |
Fighter | (Putting down Black Mage to fist pump) Bricks and balls, Thief. It's the only way to be sure. |
Black Mage, nape still being clenched by Fighter, shoots him a worried bewildered look. | |
Another image of the tentacles bouncing back up, this time with a POINK! as someone off-screen, most likely Black Mage, yells... | |
Black Mage | (From off-screen again) Oh ye gods the agony! |
Fighter has resumed hoisting Black Mage above his head. Black Mage resumes fetal position and expression of pain. | |
Thief | (Looking introspective) This would be unfortunate if it was happening to someone else. |
Fighter | (Putting down Black Mage again; Black Mage looks less than relieved) The walls provide the bricks and I'm bouncing Ur around like a ball. |
Thief | (Accepting defeat) I guess that makes a kind of sense. |
Black Mage | (Still hanging from Fighter's grip, pupils shrunk) Please put me down. |
Fighter | (Zoom in of a fist pump!) Sure thing, Black Mage! |
Still hanging from Fighter's grip, Black Mage's shrunken pupils have begun rolling toward Fighter. | |
Black Mage | Thank you. |
Another image of the pile of tendrils bouncing back up, with a FWACK!'' | |
...and another -- SPOW!'' | |
Fighter | (Close up of that fist pump!) Just as soon as we win! |
Black Mage is still hanging from Fighter's grip, his tiny pupils bobbled under the darkness of his hat | |
Black Mage | Buh? |