@ Smith: When all of a sudden Liono jumps through your window, glass falling everywhere. You try to get away.
"Stop, young man!"
You run outside, only to be confronted by snarf.
"Snarfy snarf snarf! Gee golly, Liono! You used to be good at this."
He lunges forwards, biting your throat. He chews and chews, and destroys your larynx, trachea, mumbutu horn, and velociraptor claws.
@ Alkon: Liono kicks down your door, walks towards a surprised you, and thrusts his sword into your heart. No more games. Liono means business.
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I wake up from yet another hallucination induced by my orgasm. Don't ride Ligers without padding boys and girls.