Re: The Lurker's Lounge and Timewaster's Tales
(For those of you who aren't familiar with it, Paranoia is a dystopian science fiction roleplaying game where the darkness of settings like "1984" meets the whacky humor of the likes of Douglas Adams. All the players play clones who are paranoid that they will be turned in to "The Computer" for treason and executed. They are Troubleshooters who try to fix problems designated by The Computer, which missions are assigned to them with no regard to whether they will survive or not.)
In my Paranoia game, I just had the Troubleshooters run into some cyborg flowers in an AWOL biodome. The flowers had faces and mouths, but all they could do was insult the Troubleshooters. (Imagine the scene where King Arthur is constantly insulted by the French in Monty Python's Holy Grail.) They were protected by cyborg bees with sword-like stingers.
Some of the insults were memorable, if silly, such as:
One flower says in response, "Is your name Laryngitis because you're a pain in the neck...er, stem?"
Another says, "Clones with cameras are compensating for other areas of deficiency."
Yet another says, "I bet your puny clone brain feels as good as new, seeing that you don't use it."
"Clones are living proof of reincarnation. No one could possibly get to be so stupid in just one lifetime."
"You should have been decanted in the Dark Ages; you clones look terrible in the light."
"And this one's a couplet short of a sonnet."
"A vacuum-tube brain in a microchip world."
"He must be afraid he'll void his clone warranty if he thinks too much."
"Your human ancestors came looking for bananas, didn't they?" a flower quips, starting up the insults again.
"You must have a leaky sunroof."
"You must come from spliced genes."
"Neanderthal brains in Cro-Magnon bodies."
Unfortunately, they got past the flowers before I could get more insults thrown at them.