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At the Shrine Gardens
Greeter: Welcome to the Shrines, I'm the official greeter. And you are?
Pissidon: I am PISSIDON, the god of being pissed about insignificant little crap.
Greeter: Um, you got a little stain . . .
Pissidon: I spilled my DRINK! OK?!
Greeter: Well we're honored to have an actual god here. Usually nobody important ever shows up at the Elf city. They think this place is just too silly.
Pissidon: I got kicked out of the high class parties for always being in such a pissy mood.
Greeter: How does that make you feel?
Pissidon: PISSED!!!
Pissidon: And why is this place so LAME?! "The Shrine of Cthulu's Bath Toy"?
POKE POKE
Greeter: That is a pretty limp effort.
Greeter: Look, this is the ELF city. All the gods cheaped out on their shines because the Elves are just going to make fun of them no matter what they look like.