Pulp Cthulhu

[Peeler]

Hmph, didn't do me any good in 2015... Oh, wait, smelling other people's farts, I see. That's where I've been going wrong.

[levied troop]

[goat major]

Save the day from problems that he caused ?

[Norman D. Landings]

Let’s not test him.

As things stand, there’s only one ticking nuke, and one deadly pandemic.

And that’s Hilaire at an easy canter.
God help us if he really decides to pull out the stops.

And, eeerrr.... Hopkirk.
Bit awkward, that.
Long story short: deceased.

[Jeremy]

Is Hillaire not joining us tonight? That’s the only way I can seeing him possibly saving the day?

[Norman D. Landings]

Let’s remember that behind all this lies a prehistoric sorcerous cult of alien serpent people.

Whom Hilaire is pathologically obsessed with in his every waking moment and chatting amicably with in his dreams.

Are Hilaire’s antics fiendishly clever sabotage on behalf of his scaly puppet masters, disguised as reckless incompetence?

[Jeremy]

Are you saying we should just shoot Hillaire?

Ok.....

[Shahbahraz]

Given the way this thing is trending I reckon nuking him from orbit might be the only way to be sure.

[Jeremy]

PLEASE can we start early? I’m being forced to watch BGT

[Jeremy]

I’m taking 1D10 SAN loss every 15 minutes.