DIABOLICAL DIALOGUES

Hello, o monster of hell.
I was not able to contact you before.
You wanted to know my plan. Forget it.

The Hobgoblin


How dare you write to ME
You insolent hobgoblin
Creature of earth and filth
Of course I know your plan
It is obvious what sort of plan
One of your kind would come up with
A plan full of shrimps and dandelions
Toadstools and cobwebs
It won't work

Monster of hell


Insolent demon. May the curse of the goblin of skull come down upon your head, even if it does not make much difference. I don't think there is any brain in there, so you shall come to no harm.

The (very angry) hobgoblin


Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
What is your rage to me
Little one
I have sucked your curse
Into my dark power source
And it only makes me
Yet more powerful!
Who needs a brain anyway, jellyhead
I am a spirit
Not one of these soggy carbon compounds
I laugh at your rage

Monster of hell


Ha ha ha
Your puny power is nothing to my power.
I enclose my secret plan (in a lingo you can't read)
Terces nalp
I ma gniog ot laets eht dnomaid fo efil

The Hobgoblin


Dear Terces Nalp
Codes shmodes
Why would I want to read your puny plan?

The Monster


My dear monster, you want to know because
You are the only thing able to stop me

The Hobgoblin



I can easily stop you
By blotting you out
Entirely
With my all-destroying gaze
Beware! Beware! Beware!
Don't mess with the best
Your doom will not be long coming

Monster


Monster, monster.
I am sorry to do this but I will anyway.
By all the power of the ruby of banishment
I banish you to hell.
Woof! Hard work, banishing people.

The Hobgoblin


Foolish hobgoblin
I am a monster of hell
It's nice to be home
(If you wanted to banish me
you would have had to banish me
to the Other Place.)
But I shall still uncover
Your secret plan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have a Servant of Hell
Following this letter to your hideaway

Monster of Hell


I Meant to send you home.
If I sent you to heaven I couldn't lock you in.
As it is I can, not to forget will, shut the door,
Which only the devil can open.
And you can't bend his ear.

The Hobgoblin


HA !
Do you think that's funny, son?
Enough.
I already sent my slave
To track you down and shrivel you
You will be like a beaten nettle
A cut thistle
A stranded jelly-fish
You will lie awake at night
With a beating heart
Listening for Night Visitors
Your plan will never succeed!!!
Sleep well, Hobgoblin!

Monster of Hell

Ha!
My plan suceeded days ago.
Your servant is powerless compared
To what I stole! He is long dead. As we speak a fireball
Is racing to hit you. Oh, and don't try moving to get
Out of its landing area. It's locked on to you.

The Hobgoblin


Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrggghhh!!

HERE LYE
THE LAST IMMORTAL
REMAINES
OF
BRANDRETH YE GRATE
MONSTER FROM HELLE

AT THE COMING UP OF THE MOON AND AT THE DAY FALL WE WILL REMEMBER HIM

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