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*''[[White satin pants]]:''
*''[[white satin pants]]:''
{{useitem|item=White satin pants|text=|type=combat}}
{{useitem|item=white satin pants|text="These trousers are truly exceptional," <Familiar Name> says. "In fact, it could be said that I ''worship'' satin. Droll, eh?" Your opponent takes 11 (+1) (+1) (+1) (+1) (+1) (+1) damage from that terrible pun.|type=combat}}
*''[[Wumpus-hair loincloth]]:''
{{useitem|item=white satin pants|text="Now, this is more like it," <Familiar Name> says, appreciatively. "Provided, of course, it isn't after Labór Day. Oh, my. What day is it? WHAT DAY IS IT?" Your opponent is a little too frightened to attack this round.|type=combat}}
{{useitem|item=Wumpus-hair loincloth|text=|type=combat}}
*''[[wumpus-hair loincloth]]:''
{{useitem|item=wumpus-hair loincloth|text="Let's see if I can remember the Krakroxian battle-cry we learned for cricket matches at the preparatory academy," <Familiar Name> says, then lets loose a high-pitched screeching yodel. <He> is too freaked out to attack this round.|type=combat}}
{{useitem|item=wumpus-hair loincloth|text="Ah, the ancient and majestic Wumpus," <Familiar Name> grins, examining his loincloth. "Such a bally shame they were hunted to extinction before I could get a crack at one, eh what?"|type=combat}}


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===Y===

Revision as of 12:52, 1 November 2011

The Fancypants Scarecrow familiar has different functions depending on what pants it wears.

P

"Did I ever tell you of my travels to the distant tropic lands, searching for spices and cheap labor to make mixed drinks by my pool?" <Familiar> says. You kick back for a few minutes while he tells the story.
HPYou gain some hit points.
MPYou gain some Mana Points.
"What are these little metal things you've fashioned these trousers from?" asks <Familiar Name>. "You've never seen a paperclip before?" you reply. "What do you use to hold multi-page documents together?" "Servants." Your opponent appears somewhat nonplussed.
Monster AttackMonster attack power reduced by X
Monster DefenseMonster defense reduced by X
"I say, I think I understand how these 'paper-clip' things are meant to work, now," <Familiar Name> says. Then he untwists one of the paperclips and pokes <him> with it for 35 (+1) (+1) (+1) (+1) (+11-21) (+1) damage.
"I say, I am unaccustomed to squelching my legs into a hideous writhing mass of tentacles," <Name> says, frowning haughtily. "It's really making me want to do the most frightful things to this creature you're fighting." It looks a little worried.
"If I am to wear this hideous creature as a garment," <Name> says, "I might as well make the most of it." The he leaps on it and strangles it with his suckers for 1 (+1) (+1) (+1) (+1) (+11-21) (+1) damage.

R

S

"Much like the creature on my family's coat of arms, the mighty snail, I shall slowly but surely gain victory over you, blackguard! And possibly leave a shiny trail in my wake!" <name> shouts, startling your opponent considerably.
"Tell me, have you ever seen the mating dance of the common garden snail? It's really something to observe," <name> says, and then tries to imitate it for you.
"Well, these trousers certainly leave little to the imagination. I do hope your imagination is insufficient to imagine that little bit that remains," <Name> says, winking and smiling.
"These trousers are so fancy they make me feel invincible!" <name> cries. "I am the matador and the bull, and the arena in which they fight! Make your move!" Your opponent shuffles nervously, not sure whether to step up or not.
"Tell me, <playername>, have you the proper ballroom dance training to dance the tango? No, I thought not. Very well, I shall demonstrate." He dances ferociously, clapping and stomping.
<Name> runs past you at great speed. "I rather think these shorts are giving my nether regions a sugar rush!" he says, smiling widely and winking.

T

"These cargo short pants remind me of the heady days when I was a member of the secret society at my preparatory school!" Boss says, then whips out a paddle and smacks them for X damage.
"I do fondly remember the hazing rituals we put the pledges through at the preparatory academy," Boss says. You relax as he regales you with stories of booze, humiliation, and buggery.
HPYou gain some hit points.
MPYou gain some Mana Points.
"Trousers fashioned of compressed time? A capital idea!" <name> exclaims. "Once you've accounted for the conversion rate, they're nearly as good as a pair I once owned entirely made of money. Made going to the casino a bit of a scandal, though, eh what?" He laughs heartily and claps your opponent on the back, knocking the wind out of it.
*No message yet*
AdventuresYou gain 1 Adventure.
<name> says, "I say, these pants have a most pleasant jingle to them, don't you think? It reminds me of the ancient metal discs folks used to use as currency." Your opponent looks perplexed at the notion of metal discs as money.
<name> says, "by the jingling of my pants, I feel quite inclined to dance!" and dances a little jig.

U

"Say, this reminds me of a rather amusing anecdote involving accidental nudity and a Crimbo pressie gone awry, back when I was a young lad at preparatory school," <name> says. You kick back and relax as he tells you the story.
HPYou gain some hit points.
MPYou gain some Mana Points.

V

W

"These trousers are truly exceptional," <Familiar Name> says. "In fact, it could be said that I worship satin. Droll, eh?" Your opponent takes 11 (+1) (+1) (+1) (+1) (+1) (+1) damage from that terrible pun.
"Now, this is more like it," <Familiar Name> says, appreciatively. "Provided, of course, it isn't after Labór Day. Oh, my. What day is it? WHAT DAY IS IT?" Your opponent is a little too frightened to attack this round.
"Let's see if I can remember the Krakroxian battle-cry we learned for cricket matches at the preparatory academy," <Familiar Name> says, then lets loose a high-pitched screeching yodel. <He> is too freaked out to attack this round.
"Ah, the ancient and majestic Wumpus," <Familiar Name> grins, examining his loincloth. "Such a bally shame they were hunted to extinction before I could get a crack at one, eh what?"

Y

"I say, this kilt is jolly warm," Panty says, dancing a little jig. "Wish I'd had one on our hunting club's arctic expedition -- wouldn't have had to sleep in a ruddy bear carcass."
"In all my travels, I have learned one thing that is true in any context, in any culture," <Familiar Name> says, "and that is: 'yaks smell terrible.'" he holds out his leg for your opponent to sniff, and it takes 1 (+1) (+1) (+2) (+46) (+2) (+1) damage from the smell.
"Don't talk back!" <Familiar Name> shouts, startling your opponent so much that <it> forgets to attack this round.
"In my numerous travels, I did encounter a tribe of women who wore nothing but yakskin skirts," <Familiar Name> says. "It was quite the sight, especially when they did the traditional dance of their people." He demonstrates, and your mind boggles.

Z

"What ho!" <Familiar Name>shouts exuberantly. "Slay this vile ruffian, <Player>, and we'll display its bones on my greaves as a warning to its miserable kin!" Your opponent seems rather shocked by this.
Monster AttackMonster attack power reduced by X
Monster DefenseMonster defense reduced by X
"I'm afraid I have a bone to pick with you, old bean," <Familiar Name> says, and kicks <him> for 1 (+1) (+1) (+1) (+1) (+100) (+1) damage.

References

Fancypants Scarecrow Pants Messages
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