I laid out (I think, a lot of) why I enjoyed doing this.
Read on for all the silly-salty-nuttiness.
Continuing with my reintroduction and assessment of The Diary of The Wasteland Bear God, I decided that I would do a speech.
Why did I find this enjoyable? Speeches are great because anything can happen. Sure, they’re scripted. Yeah, accidents happen. Of course, people can die. But what if you add in a magical, fictional deity that prides themselves in killing, pillaging, plundering the assholes of his victim’s, and who knows what else?
Well, you get this “speech.”
I decided to give in to my insane side and, yeah, it got crazy. I probably had a little too much fun with it.
So, here you go! Come back tomorrow for my next bit.
“Behold, mortals! In all my wondrous obese, slender, splendor, and pristine magical fur of destruction! Throw yourselves upon me! Lay at my feet! Stop that! It, ha ha, IT TICKLES!
[stomps on a worshiper…
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