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Joining the Guild of Montgomery Moncreiff. by Lopus
A cacophony of high-pitched caterwauling erupts from the terrified actor's mouth as soon as the first dino is launched. Palace windows shatter. Walls crumble to dust. Eardrums break. Mr. Goldblum vanishes, but on the down side you have managed to permanently deafen the entire Victorian fleet, and have left Donald Cardew perpetually blinded from twin shards of glass that have managed to launch themselves from the palace's biggest, most prized stained-glass window into each of his eyes. This will not please Montgomery Moncreiff, as Donald Cardew was one of his most elite business partners. What do you do?
Grab the nearest servant, slam your pistol into his hand, and fire on poor Donald Cardew. Drag the two to the Moncreiff's. The servant, being a middle-aged Ethiopian man unable to speak English will not be able to defend himself from the blame. You dog.
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