>Laugh hysterically and give the DM a round of applause for this masterful method of announcing a hiatus.
Long live the New Bev.>Wait patiently for the next proper update.
>Realize that my own quest might go on its own hiatus soon for similar reasons.
>Decide not to plug my own quest.
>Realize that just mentioning my quest might count as plugging it.
>Apologize for plugging.
>Rave
"We be we baby!"Damnit, bacon, he's studying.
>Slap Bacon upside the head for being impatient.
"We be we baby!">Apologize for throwing the boot.
Long live the New Bev.>Demand Dwarf Princess smut due to wait.
>Demand Dwarf Princess smut due to wait.
The DM groggily walks out his office, takes the sign off of his door, then chucks it into the trash.
"I'm very sorry, I got distracted by... All that free time I had... Spring break was fun..."
"So, since there was kind of fuster-cluck of commands before my disappearance, take a few minutes to come up with a coherent plan of action, and we'll go from there."
The DM sips his soda, giving Bacon Zorp a disappointed look as he does, before heading back into his office. For the first time in about a month, you hear actual typing.
Dead for the foreseeable future. Towergirls will return when I do.>Inform Evil Knight that you wish to team up, as long as he doesn't do anything too immoral, offer a 25/75 split in his favor of profits, and apologize, but explain you were saving your princesses.
>Go find people we don't love!
>Still avoid attacks
"We be we baby!">Still try to make vague innuendos though.
Long live the New Bev.>Be super lewd
"We be we baby!">Propose that you two fornicate under the moon's pale light.
>...Too far?
>Don't do that last thing. He's not a princess!
edited 21st Mar '17 5:41:03 PM by RandomWriter413
>Says more creepy things to Evil knight to weird him out
>Throws a tiny weeb boot at DM to wake him up
"We be we baby!">Accept the fact that the quest is probably dead.
Are you ready? Go live!
>Throw a boot at the DM to wake him up.
The DM, in an incredibly awkward fashion, walks out of his office, and then stares at you all awkwardly.
"Well... I'm very late on the draw with this but..."
The DM places a small wooden sign over the doorknob, suspended by a small length of string. The sign merely reads "On Hiatus Until Friday."
"School stuff has been bogging me down, but play related stuff disappears on friday, and I'll have much more of my free time back. So... Yeah... Bye."
The DM then slips back into his office, the sign shaking slightly as the door locks with a quiet "Click".
Dead for the foreseeable future. Towergirls will return when I do.