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==References==
==References==
*The [[Ancient Saucehelm]] message refers to the Swedish Chef on ''[[Wikipedia:The Muppet Show|The Muppet Show]]''.
*The [[Ancient Saucehelm]] message refers to the Swedish Chef on ''[[Wikipedia:The Muppet Show|The Muppet Show]]''.
*The [[Anniversary Concrete Fedora]] message refers to a ''[[Wikipedia:Calvin and Hobbes]]'' strip, in which Tracer Bullet, an alter-ego of Calvin's, states that he has "eight slugs in him: one's lead, the rest are bourbon"
*The [[antique helmet]] message is a reference to the movie ''[[Wikipedia:Labyrinth (film)|Labyrinth]]'', specifically to the part where Sir Didymus is blocking the path through the Bog of Eternal Stench.  He tells the party that "None shall pass without MY permission!"  After some discussion, Sarah simply asks him "well may we pass?"  Satisfied, Didymus joins their crusade.
*The [[antique helmet]] message is a reference to the movie ''[[Wikipedia:Labyrinth (film)|Labyrinth]]'', specifically to the part where Sir Didymus is blocking the path through the Bog of Eternal Stench.  He tells the party that "None shall pass without MY permission!"  After some discussion, Sarah simply asks him "well may we pass?"  Satisfied, Didymus joins their crusade.
*The [[balaclava]] message is a reference to the characters Bob & Doug McKenzie of the show ''[[Wikipedia:Second City Television|SCTV]]'' and movie ''[[Wikipedia:Strange Brew|Strange Brew]]''.
*The [[balaclava]] message is a reference to the characters Bob & Doug McKenzie of the show ''[[Wikipedia:Second City Television|SCTV]]'' and movie ''[[Wikipedia:Strange Brew|Strange Brew]]''.

Revision as of 23:57, 5 March 2008

The Mad Hatrack familiar has different functions depending on what hats it wears.

A

<Name> whips up an invigorating tonic, mumbling "bork bork bork" as he does. You drink it and feel refreshed.
HPYou gain some hit points.
MPYou gain some Mana Points.
<Name> says, "I have three slugs in me. One's made of lead, and two are made of bourbon," and winks at you, smiling at his film noir pastiche.
<Name> blocks <its> way, shouting "None shall pass without my permission!" It takes a while for <it> to figure out they should just ask for permission.
<Name> thinks he's at a costume party, and waltzes around to music only he can hear.
<Name> tosses a hot coal (where'd he get that? Crazy thing), onto his helmet, then headbutts <it> for a scorching X damage.
<Name> spins a couple of fire poi as he dances around, occasionally bonking himself on the head with one.
<Name> headbutts <it> with his butthead, doing X stinky damage.
<Name> says, "never forget, sir, that I am an ass!" and grins broadly.

B

<Name> says "back off, eh? Ya hoser," and pelts him with snowballs, doing a frosty X (+X) damage.
<Name> says "wanna share some back bacon, eh?" and winks salaciously.
<Name> does a weird, spastic dance to the accompaniment of the balloon helmet's horrible squeaking. The overall effect is "avant-garde." And disturbing.
<Name> pays a high-class geisha girl to give you a rejuvenating massage.
HPYou gain X hit points.
MPYou gain X Mana Points.
<Name> looks down his nose at him (which is impressive, considering hatracks don't have noses) and sniffs dismissively. He is too demoralized to attack this round.
<Name> shouts "A bar! It's comin' right for us!" and punches <it> for X damage.
<Name> gets a wistful smile on his face. I guess he just remembered the Alamo. And, uh, was fighting on the other side.
<Name> throws his head back so the fez falls off, then says "check it out, I'm a FEZ dispenser!" He laughs maniacally, winking broadly.
<Name> says, "no, you're the meathead, meathead! And headbutts her, getting nasty meat-juice all over her for X nasty damage.
<Name> dances the traditional dance of his people. The hatrack people. Just go with me on this, okay?
<Name> pulls it close and bellows "Do I LOOK like a COP?", scaring approximately X points of bejeezus out of it.
<Name> says "where do I get these wonderful toys?" and smiles broadly.
<Name> hoses <it> down with cheap beer from the beer helmet. <It> hiccups and staggers a little.
<Name> does The Wave. Apparently he thinks he's watching a football game.
<Name> produces a doll that looks just like <it>, and sticks in a few pins. <It> looks a little weaker.
<Name> produces a doll that looks just like you, and gives it a refreshing back-and-shoulder rub.
HPYou gain some hit points.
MPYou gain some Mana Points.
<Name> shouts "there are FOUR lights!" and smacks it four times, doing X damage.
<Name> says "The Rhumba is futile!" and dances a little fandango to prove his point.
<Name> alternates between mooing loudly and trying to tie himself up. He somehow manages to throw some rope over <it>, restraining <it> a little.
<Name> says "Candygram for Mongo!" and winks broadly.
<Name> says "Damn, Gina, this joke so old!" and does a sarcastic Cabbage Patch.
<Name> sings about a blue traffic cone with a blue little window, while dancing and winking like a maniac. Maniac. On the floor.
<Name> peers throug the helmet's visor and says "Extra items spotted off the port bow, Captain!"
<Name> says "Mrs. Peel, we're needed," and gives you a winking smile. Or a smiling wink. Not sure which.
<Name> sighs "ah, l'amour est enfer," and smiles wistfully as he winks at you.
<Name> steps between you and it and shouts, "Poof! Whaddayou need. POOF! Whaddayouneed. POOF! What do YOU need." <It's> way too confused to attack this round.
<Name> shouts "Begone, filthy human," then giggles manically as he pummels <it> for X damage.
<Name> headbutts him with his butthead, doing X stinky damage.
<Name> says, "never forget, sir, that I am an ass!" and grins broadly.

C

<Name> arches his back and hisses at <it>, unnerving <it> a little.
<Name> smiles like the cat who ate the canary.
<Name> says "check out my sexy cerebellum," and winks brainily.
<Name> says "you must make sure your monster is properly tenderized," and viciously pummels <it> for X damage.
<Name> says "this recipe calls for a little more meat." Man, that hatrack's crazy. Who would eat money?
<name> headbutts him with the cold chrome of his helmet, doing a frosty X-30-X damage.
<name> shakes his booty, using the shiny helmet as a disco ball.
<Name> says "let me introduce you to my terrapin, Jetta," and smiles broadly while you pretend to pet an imaginary turtle.
<Name> sings that ridiculously catchy song about buying the world a Cloaca, while swaying back and forth to the beat.
<Name> engages in a bit of the old ultraviolence, slashing <it> in the yarbles (if <it> has any yarbles) for X damage.

After combat:

<Name> seems to be listening to music, but you can't hear any. "Ah, Ludwig Van," he says, smiling wistfully.
<Name> says "I make art until somebody dies!" as he artistically pummels him for A +B +C +D +E +F damage.

<Name> holds up a sign that says "Knob 3:16." <She> stops attacking and goes to look up the verse.

<Name> sings about his lovely bunch of coconuts while doing a seductive (for a hatrack, anyway) hula.
<Name> whips you up a refreshing tonic, shouting "BAM!" over and over as he does so. You drink it and feel...well, refreshed.
HPYou gain 38 hit points.
MPYou gain 44 Mana Points.
<Name> sneaks up behind <it> and pushes a series of pressure points. <It> looks noticeably weaker.
<Name> mimes throwing a bunch of frozen shuriken at it. Apparently he's a really good mime, because it takes X damage.
<Name> walks up to your fallen foe and kicks it, hoping more loot will drop off of it.
<Name> polymorphs into a ghuol and attacks it, paralyzing it.
With a wink of his eye and a smile on his head, <Name> lets you know you have nothing to dread.
<Name> does the whole "hoodoo/who do?/you do!" routine with it, greatly confusing it.
You relax and enjoy watching <Name> trying to contact-juggle three glass balls, even though he has no thumbs (or, y'know, any fingers at all).
HPYou gain some hit points.
MPYou gain some Mana Points.
<Name> shouts, "I'll shiver ye timbers, ye filthy landlubber!" at <her>. <She> looks a little demoralized from the shouting.
<Name> tells <her> a spoooky story of betrayal and murder on the high seas, terrifying <her> for X damage.

D

<Name> tosses <him> high into the air with his demon horns, dealing a demonic X damage.
<Name> says, "you know, hell is other people. Other demon people," and winks.
<Name> calls on some disco mojo to replenish you after your battle. Crazy as it sounds, it seems to work -- you'll be stayin' alive a while longer.
HPYou gain some hit points.
MPYou gain some Mana Points.
<Name> busts some funky disco moves. It doesn't look like he's trying to attack, per se, but he accidentally hits it for 1 damage.
You relax as <Name> regales you with a rejuvenating tale of the epic battle between the dolphins and the squirrels.
HPYou gain some hit points.
MPYou gain some Mana Points.
<Name> says "what does the color blue taste like? Bobo knows!" and lets loose a high-pitched squeak. Your opponent writhes in pain, taking 22 damage.
<Name> gestures like he's releasing an energy blast. He doesn't, but the gesture whacks him for X damage.
<Name> says "I see you're aligned with Goku," and smiles benevolently.
<Name> shouts at it, "I think I figured it out. You didn't want me to solve this case. You just wanted a patsy to take the fall for you!" It looks confused and a little guilty.
<Name> shakes his head. "It's Chinatown, Jake," he says, winking grotesquely.
<Name> spins around, grabs his crotch (er, grabs where the hatrack's legs join the body) and moonwalks a little.

E

<Name> shows you how to fall asleep against a cactus so that the needles give you free acupuncture. You take a nap and feel refreshed.
HPYou gain X hit points.
MPYou gain Y Mana Points.
<Name> shouts "Why so blue, blue face?" and blinds <it> with the helmet's blue light. <it> staggers around, unable to see you.

After combat:

<Name> sings "I'm blue, ba da bee da doo ba," while dancing around erratically. Clearly, he's off his trolley.
<Name> says "not that it matters...nothing matters," and sneezes all over you. You take a few minutes to clean yourself off, and feel better when you're done.
HPYou gain X hit points.
MPYou gain Y Mana Points.
<Name> stalks up to her and hands her the dreaded Black Spot. She shivers and looks terrified.
<Name> snorts, paws the ground, and charges <it>, ramming <it> for X damage.
<Name> says "there are those who call me...<Name>," and winks knowingly.
<Name> holds out his toupee and says "with fronds like these, who needs enemies?" He agrees, at least for this round.
<Name> says " Spaaaaaalding...Spaa aaalding, what're we gonna do now, Spalding?" and grins widely.
<Name> wraps the scarf around him, then pulls one end, spinning him like a good publicist. He looks pretty dizzy when they finally wind down.
<Name> throttles him with the scarf while shouting "tell me what you know! Who are you working for?"
<Name> lets loose a menacing "Arrrrrr!" at them. They look suitably intimidarrrted.

References


Mad Hatrack Hat Messages
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