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"So you're saying your character had one water-breathing parent, and one air-breathing?"

"Yes. One of them must have died when she was conceived, but I haven't decided which."

"Fourteenth generation vampires are rubbish."

"What about fifteenth?" asked the player.

"Even worse. And they cannot sire offspring, either."

"Right. Then what are the rules for sixteenth generation vampires?"

"Running aground didn't damage our ship that badly. We'll make it to just one more island."

"This is a very confusing scenario, but at least we know one thing for sure. It wasn't the cook."

"My God, he's dead! But all he did was touch the window-frame just h..."

"Grandmother Squirrel says I'm not a devil any more."

"How can I be sure you're really Alice? I know, tell me something only you know."

"I'm a virgin."

"Fine. And now tell me something only you and I know."

 " I've only been gone five minutes. How could Tom and Harry both be dead?"

"Tom went to eat breakfast. Harry went up to his room, fumbled casting a spell and accidentally turning himself into a huge hippo. He crashed through the floorboards, hitting the ground as hippo-pancake. With strawberry jam all up the walls."

"That doesn't explain how Tom died."

"His table was under Harry's room."

"Now that's what I call bad luck."

The Master of Destiny was using every scrap of concentration to hold back the forces of chaos that were trying to destroy the very fabric of creation. Enter a player character.

"Hello, Master. Is there anything I can do to help you?" - tapping the Master on the shoulder - "Excuse me…"

And that was the way the multiverse ended.

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