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Beware the Goblin Markets

Anonymous 08/30/15 (Sun) 17:08:53 No. 159041 File (hide): 144 150110 >>159122 399 (104.83 KB, 800x838, 300:419, Goblin Market by AndyHep.ipg) 158926 I just picked it because it's a Genius and his '1gor "G-Gee Rick, this sure is a weird place. What is it, some kind of- uh-farmer's market or something?" h. Th-this-*urp*-this is what the locals call a Goblin M-Market, Morty. It's like a... A-a farmer's market except the farmers are gob-*urp*-f+-fairies, Morty. >Wow, Rick. Thats prety out-there. So why are we here again?" >Well since m-muh-my megaseeds got all dissolved up in somebody's rectum, Morty, and the megaorchard is probably crawing with Federation troopers by now, we're going to have to make do with the next best thing. There's gotta be a g-"buuurrup*-g-goblin fruit vendor somewhere around here... >"How-how can a fruit also be a goblin, Rick?" >"Don't knock s"Sure, Rick. So, what, are photos of people like, uh, currency here or something?" the nomenclature, Morty. You still have that photo of your little lovebird Jessica that I told you to bring?" ah, something like that M-M-Morty. Just stick close to me-you don't want to know what happens to vulnerable little mortal kids whhu HUUURP"-who become lost around here. H-Heh hey, you-you see what I did there Morty?" >"See what, Rick?" eah, of course not. I'm serious, though-one minute you're... You're chasing a, a Cheshire cat with a pocketwatch through a hedge- 刈d-don't think that's- >"Lemme fuh-*urp*-finish, Morty. Next thing you know you're being dragged into some... Some mudhut owned by a fourth-dimensional crone with a-a BDSM fetish-*hurp* and crammed into a tiny birdcage made of, I dunno, children's tears or something. With a, with a hole in the bottom for your junk to hang out, so that Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle... Tweedle-Dingus can punch you in the sack every thirteen seconds. Bu-*UUURP-but only forever, Morty. A-And the crone has, like, antlers or something. And so do you." out so that Tweedle-Dum and weede Twedie >W-Wow. That's crazy, Rick. >Yeah, no kidding. No wonder everybody's one of them in the fuh-future in this universe. Gentry are brutal. Oh, hey, here's our payload. Hand me the, uh, the photo, Morty." >"Sure, Rick·H-Hey, what are those people doing in those cages, Rick?" >Well, Morty, you remember what I was saying about crones and tears?" >Yeah?" >Well, they chased the Cheshire cat." s"It doesn't look like any of them have, like, antlers or anything, Rick. Aren't they just, y'know, people?" >"Pfft, yeah, no antlers that you can see, maybe. Pretty bedraggled, though. Quite a- quite a muu- HUURP*-Mo-Motley bunch, huh, Morty? Heheh. Heh. 刈don't know, Rick, Couldn't we, like, help them or something?" >You gonna pay for them?" >Well, no..." >"Then don't get involved it's just the ree Free market doing its thing M h, and forgot to mention dont touch a r AAaan thing You break you buy i The guys are u B L leastu glamour-sack like you from a mile away, too. And a m-mile counts for, like, a whole way further where most of these guys come from. >"Oh, hey, Rick. That guy looks pretty important. And he does have antlers." s "Just look at your feet, Morty, don't make eye contact. Try not to talk or-or breathe in his direction, either. You might accidentally pledge to play f----buddy to his dogs, or shine his shoes or suh-*ulp*-somethin." > "But who-who is he, Rick?" like that he cans ell ago - them, Morty. >Th-th-them? >Yeah, them." >"Wuh-which them?" >"The others, Morty. The Gentry He's, like, the BDSM crone I was telling you about >Well he does have the, uh, antlers, I guess sAny ay eve got it at e came for, lets get rolling r refer notto be spotted some bu someone n the court he tri te out o to secr babies rem n hems mu hof heot er hat mro tech i l al we within hiteer miles their precious hugbox for at least a year and a day >"Huh. Dunno why, Rick. I'm not seeing it. You don't have any a-antlers, or anything. You're nothing like them, really >Heh, yeah. And that's why I let you travel with me, you little Morty. Although, uh, I think I might have also done a couple of their queens. Just a bit Without either of them knowing about the, uhhHH-"hulp-other one s. Wow, Rick. Really >Not my fault, Morty. I thought it was, yknow, the other her. Them. Not my fault they look the same to me. >"Geeze Rick, that sounds kind of racist." >"Shows what you know, Morty. Anyway, lets go. If we huh-hurry back, maybe you can see your little friend Jessica on her way out of school. Betcha'd like that, huh Morty? Bet you'd like to, y'know, see Jessica." "... Who?" >Thats the spirit, Morty. That's the spirit."

Anonymous 08/30/15 (Sun) 17:08:53 No. 159041 File (hide): 144 150110 >>159122 399 (104.83 KB, 800x838, 300:419, Goblin Market by AndyHep.ipg) 158926 I just picked it because it's a Genius and his '1gor "G-Gee Rick, this sure is a weird place. What is it, some kind of- uh-farmer's market or something?" h. Th-this-*urp*-this is what the locals call a Goblin M-Market, Morty. It's like a... A-a farmer's market except the farmers are gob-*urp*-f+-fairies, Morty. >Wow, Rick. Thats prety out-there. So why are we here again?" >Well since m-muh-my megaseeds got all dissolved up in somebody's rectum, Morty, and the megaorchard is probably crawing with Federation troopers by now, we're going to have to make do with the next best thing. There's gotta be a g-"buuurrup*-g-goblin fruit vendor somewhere around here... >"How-how can a fruit also be a goblin, Rick?" >"Don't knock s"Sure, Rick. So, what, are photos of people like, uh, currency here or something?" the nomenclature, Morty. You still have that photo of your little lovebird Jessica that I told you to bring?" ah, something like that M-M-Morty. Just stick close to me-you don't want to know what happens to vulnerable little mortal kids whhu HUUURP"-who become lost around here. H-Heh hey, you-you see what I did there Morty?" >"See what, Rick?" eah, of course not. I'm serious, though-one minute you're... You're chasing a, a Cheshire cat with a pocketwatch through a hedge- 刈d-don't think that's- >"Lemme fuh-*urp*-finish, Morty. Next thing you know you're being dragged into some... Some mudhut owned by a fourth-dimensional crone with a-a BDSM fetish-*hurp* and crammed into a tiny birdcage made of, I dunno, children's tears or something. With a, with a hole in the bottom for your junk to hang out, so that Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle... Tweedle-Dingus can punch you in the sack every thirteen seconds. Bu-*UUURP-but only forever, Morty. A-And the crone has, like, antlers or something. And so do you." out so that Tweedle-Dum and weede Twedie >W-Wow. That's crazy, Rick. >Yeah, no kidding. No wonder everybody's one of them in the fuh-future in this universe. Gentry are brutal. Oh, hey, here's our payload. Hand me the, uh, the photo, Morty." >"Sure, Rick·H-Hey, what are those people doing in those cages, Rick?" >Well, Morty, you remember what I was saying about crones and tears?" >Yeah?" >Well, they chased the Cheshire cat." s"It doesn't look like any of them have, like, antlers or anything, Rick. Aren't they just, y'know, people?" >"Pfft, yeah, no antlers that you can see, maybe. Pretty bedraggled, though. Quite a- quite a muu- HUURP*-Mo-Motley bunch, huh, Morty? Heheh. Heh. 刈don't know, Rick, Couldn't we, like, help them or something?" >You gonna pay for them?" >Well, no..." >"Then don't get involved it's just the ree Free market doing its thing M h, and forgot to mention dont touch a r AAaan thing You break you buy i The guys are u B L leastu glamour-sack like you from a mile away, too. And a m-mile counts for, like, a whole way further where most of these guys come from. >"Oh, hey, Rick. That guy looks pretty important. And he does have antlers." s "Just look at your feet, Morty, don't make eye contact. Try not to talk or-or breathe in his direction, either. You might accidentally pledge to play f----buddy to his dogs, or shine his shoes or suh-*ulp*-somethin." > "But who-who is he, Rick?" like that he cans ell ago - them, Morty. >Th-th-them? >Yeah, them." >"Wuh-which them?" >"The others, Morty. The Gentry He's, like, the BDSM crone I was telling you about >Well he does have the, uh, antlers, I guess sAny ay eve got it at e came for, lets get rolling r refer notto be spotted some bu someone n the court he tri te out o to secr babies rem n hems mu hof heot er hat mro tech i l al we within hiteer miles their precious hugbox for at least a year and a day >"Huh. Dunno why, Rick. I'm not seeing it. You don't have any a-antlers, or anything. You're nothing like them, really >Heh, yeah. And that's why I let you travel with me, you little Morty. Although, uh, I think I might have also done a couple of their queens. Just a bit Without either of them knowing about the, uhhHH-"hulp-other one s. Wow, Rick. Really >Not my fault, Morty. I thought it was, yknow, the other her. Them. Not my fault they look the same to me. >"Geeze Rick, that sounds kind of racist." >"Shows what you know, Morty. Anyway, lets go. If we huh-hurry back, maybe you can see your little friend Jessica on her way out of school. Betcha'd like that, huh Morty? Bet you'd like to, y'know, see Jessica." "... Who?" >Thats the spirit, Morty. That's the spirit."

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