The Last Oddetsey

[steven_mcg]

Aha! Yes. I can tell by your stunned silence that you are in utter awe of my very presence. This sort of thing happens when you're God. Or mistaken for God. Or just generally brilliant. But that's by the by.

Sorry I'm so late by the way. Had a little trouble getting on board His Lordship's vessel. Can't say why exactly. It's all still rather blurry for me. A few hundred vicious minions, an uncomfortable amount of artillery, more than a little screaming and near spoiling of trousers...and then I wake up several hours later at the helm of an empty flagship cruising on autopilot with a migraine like a hedgehog's bum. Seriously, my head is killing me. It's like I've been drunk without the fun of actually getting drunk.

And speaking of being pissed, that's exactly what I'll be if you do what I think you're doing.

The pulsing laser cane pointing in your general vicinity is no joke. The lady Eudial is not to die today, and certainly not until you hear what I have to say.

Comprende, compadres?