Life is good

Jenn: You ever wonder where Evil Scientists go to find people to build their Secret Lairs?
Jenn: Or how Magneto found an architect to build his?
Jenn: Or, you know, who does the plumbing?
LsR: SimArchitects
LsR: They'll build anything
Jenn: Hmmmmmm

There you go folks. The workings of brilliant minds.

More from a brilliant mind:

"Evy?" Rick said, his voice a warning drone, "What is it?"

"Uh," Her mouth almost stumbled over the words that followed, "It - it says here that uhm - that uh..." Her husband lifted a brow. "It says that - uh - that whoever steps over this seal is e-entering the-uh- the City of Heretics." She took in another breath,
trying to steady herself. "Upon entering if- if they utter the words of worship to A-Aten or show any erm - any reverence to the false Sun-God that they will em - it's - hehe I-"

"Evy spit it."

"They will wake the Unholy Monster that will devour them whole," she said very quickly, very low, looking away and covering her mouth once she was done.

Alex rolled back on his heels, his bottom impacting on the ground. "Oh brother!"

"Well it's easy isn't it?" Jonathan said, a stressed smile on his face, "Just don't read anything out right?" Two sets of large blue eyes met his, laden with guilt. A groan lifted in the Englishman's throat. "Oh don't tell me..."

"They have read from the wall over there," Ardeth said, his tone dour, "With the emblem of Aten upon it!"

"They were," Evelyn cleared her throat, "The wall, that is to say, it contains erm... a poem."

Rick looked to his wife, dread etched in his features. "Please tell me the poem was about this King's dead cat..."

"Nuh-no," Evy shook her head. "It was about erm... Aten."

"Our time to leave here has passed," Ardeth said, standing and pulling out a scimitar, "We must search this place and make sure that any evil we may have unleashed is ridden of."

--Hello From Sunny Hamunaptra!
Nancy Lorenz.

Life is good

Jenn: You ever wonder where Evil Scientists go to find people to build their Secret Lairs?
Jenn: Or how Magneto found an architect to build his?
Jenn: Or, you know, who does the plumbing?
LsR: SimArchitects
LsR: They'll build anything
Jenn: Hmmmmmm

There you go folks. The workings of brilliant minds.

More from a brilliant mind:

"Evy?" Rick said, his voice a warning drone, "What is it?"

"Uh," Her mouth almost stumbled over the words that followed, "It - it says here that uhm - that uh..." Her husband lifted a brow. "It says that - uh - that whoever steps over this seal is e-entering the-uh- the City of Heretics." She took in another breath,
trying to steady herself. "Upon entering if- if they utter the words of worship to A-Aten or show any erm - any reverence to the false Sun-God that they will em - it's - hehe I-"

"Evy spit it."

"They will wake the Unholy Monster that will devour them whole," she said very quickly, very low, looking away and covering her mouth once she was done.

Alex rolled back on his heels, his bottom impacting on the ground. "Oh brother!"

"Well it's easy isn't it?" Jonathan said, a stressed smile on his face, "Just don't read anything out right?" Two sets of large blue eyes met his, laden with guilt. A groan lifted in the Englishman's throat. "Oh don't tell me..."

"They have read from the wall over there," Ardeth said, his tone dour, "With the emblem of Aten upon it!"

"They were," Evelyn cleared her throat, "The wall, that is to say, it contains erm... a poem."

Rick looked to his wife, dread etched in his features. "Please tell me the poem was about this King's dead cat..."

"Nuh-no," Evy shook her head. "It was about erm... Aten."

"Our time to leave here has passed," Ardeth said, standing and pulling out a scimitar, "We must search this place and make sure that any evil we may have unleashed is ridden of."

--Hello From Sunny Hamunaptra!
Nancy Lorenz.