-nods and starts to nibble on a cookie- >.>

Fish may be good, but it shall not whet my appetite tonight! Nay, I crave for the flesh of the divine and shall drink their blood in victory!

Greetings to you young troops.

-sighs, frustrated- I wish my magics worked and showed what weapons the enemy prefers. 3<

-flails- cookies for all victories, and brussel sprouts for all losses

Tut tut, if we could see their weapons, then they could see ours. It would be far too easy of a win.

It's like fighting blindfolded. In a field of war, we can see who is oposing us! Though, they can always trike us from back or in surprise...

It is a wonderful feeling to watch the army of the corrupt grow in size.

I like sprouts slathered in butter...

then sprouts for your victory?

CAKE OR DEATH! D<

I agree

In no way are sprouts a victory food. It is always cake and booze. Things that are unhealthy are how you treat yourself for coming out victorious.

There is always room for cake, even if you were disemboweled and on the verge of passing on, a single bite of cake will make death all the more sweeter.

Shall we cook the divine into a nice casserole, maybe spice them up with some fancy salts and a sprinkling of red pepper? I suppose divine sushi isn't out of the question either, though it might take a great deal of preparation. One really must celebrate their inevitable victory with as much flair as possible, you know.

Boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a stew. -Singsongs-