Dungeon Master
The Silly and Christmas-y Choose Your Own Adventure 2007

135.Ian Scho

Syra

With a click Syra hung up the phone and said Syra: "They said that they'll be right her..."

Whoosh

And with that a blue haze appeared by the side of the Mind Flayer. Out stepped three well armed lawyers.... They were carrying brief cases, mobile phones, rolodexes, scrolls and a few tomes of law.

TiggyTiggy: "But how did they do that so quickly?"
SyraSyra: "Ahhh. These lawyers are actually Wizards of the Coast(TM). They're very good."

One of the lawyers stepped up to the Mind Flayer with a scroll extended from his hand.
Lawyer: "I am here to... Hmprhh."

The Mind Flayer had quickly attached the tentacles that made for it's mouth around the face of said lawyer. It stayed like that for 10 seconds then suddenly retracted. Today the Mind Flayer would go hungry as instead of feasting on the brain of a sentient creature it had tasted the equivalent of an empty coconut husk. This particular lawyer had little or no humanity, feelings or emotions and so his brain was just like any other functional organ in his body. The soulless lawyer continued.

Business Card

Lawyer: "As I was saying. I present to you an injunction which prohibits your very existence without the consent of my employer."
Mind Flayer (telepathically transmitting): WTF
Lawyer: "We have already obtained an interlocutory injunction, ex parte, thereby prohibiting your continuation with this forum thread and hereby present your new status of non-existence thereby obtaining and completing injunctive relief."

There was a pause.
The lawyers were clever.
Their employer owned the rights to the Mind Flayer, and it's use thereof, and so therefore it shouldn't be used in any form in this snippet of the story without their previous consent...
But the Mind Flayer was cleverer.

Mind Flayer: I'm off to consume the brain of your secretary.

And with that, the tentacled menace took a side step back through the blue teleporter.
Screams emanated from within, and then it closed down.

Lawyer: "Shit."

The party of champions silently walked past the 3 lawyers each one frantically dialing on his mobile phone. What do you mean there are no taxis here?

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