Bow, lick my feet n shit.

*bows*

 

Oh Great DO! I bring before you this small trinket, that when looked into will create a small scene of someone being called on acting like a half wit. This person will consequently be the one who is annoying you most when you gaze into this mirror.

 

*grovels*

Damn straight! The Cult of Moir is on the raise Botches!

 

/does nothing in worship

:o

 

Oh DO! Whose mighty evil-ness created the very notion of evil in the first place! I bring you a harem of leashed, channeling men. They will do anything you ask, including balefiring vicious desecraters like the bunny lover above me... *points*  :-*

desecrators! i am one of the high priests of the cult of the moir! I'd do something but that goes against the first tenant of "do nothing".

 

Oh great and terrible Moir! I submit to you my bed rashes from lying around and doing nothing all week! I hope the pain they caused me and the spirit of laziness in them honors you!

Moir!

 

I give you myself!

 

A well-endowed Mous!

 

Grawr!

oh great and terrible Moir.

 

I bring you this kiwi as a gift.

 

It can be used as an instrument of torture. *nods*

 

*runs away, groveling*

*does the grovveling dance*

 

that's right!

5 points to all of you!

*grovels and licks DO Moir's feet*

 

Oh, highest of the high, mightiest of the mighty!  I humbly offer a chained Vemynal, to do with what you will.

Oh! Great pleasure! 4 points to DSAGE!

I LOVE YOU MOIR!

 

*licks your toes*

 

*thrice*

 

*with rice*

It Tickles!

 

One Point!

 

Thrice!

*giggles tickledishly*

I want to die for you Mistress!!!

 

*bows in the mud*

wait

 

I hope you don't mean me

 

or do I!?

 

*ponders*