Geek Trash™

Opportunity rover: My battery is low and it’s getting dark.

Wizards have the same trust in magic that software designers have in software, which is to say, almost none at all.

“Are you fucking kidding me I worked in a reagrent shop for a few years I don’t trust any of that stuff. Who the hell knows what other components are in the ashes.”

“Yeah I was in the circle that made Alston’s Divine Circle of Teleportation. There’s some pretty nasty corner cases you can get into but the headmaster published it without us. I just take ships. It’s way safer.”

“I call bullshit on that Necromancer channeling spirits of loved ones. What did he say he was using? ‘Medium Conduit Ruinic Circles’? That’s just a bunch of buzzwords slapped together, and they don’t even interact with each other.”

*passes a scroll* *a few moments of silence*

“I think you missed a bookend rune right here-”

“GODS DAMN IT! IT’S ALWAYS SHIT LIKE THAT! THANK YOU!” *angrily scribbles on parchment*

You forgot to slash out the component of the spell that releases a cloud of toxic gas, Sam. Now a pretty spell for demonstrating colors just poisoned an entire gnomish kindergarten.

Oh god, you pirated your spellbook? That’s why there are all those little imp fuckers climbing around your lab.

So in hindsight, they’re pretty much going to go off the rails with what they consider entertainment.

I’m personally thinking Lord of the Flies level of carnage. Like throwing someone off a cliff or play “hid for your life”, a fun game where the least luckiest fool gets to feel what it means to be the hunted.