How does he keep his mustache so clean and orderly if he doesnt have hands?
A topic about Nick.
He rubs his face onto unsuspecting knights, which often grants them hither-unknown superpowers.
Why else do you think GM's are purple?
you'd think that would mess up his mustache or atleast make him drop the pipe which would be annoying to pick up
He OBVIOUSLY has the snipes to groom and wash his mustache.
I thought everybody knew that.
How does he manage to "pay" in the first place? He has no arms, no eyes, or legs to collect or distribute crowns ; A; so many unanswered questions...
He grooms in the same way Impostoclaus does.
That or his mustache is so fabulous it grooms itself.
Nick has stolen Boswick's infinite wallet a few times...
Jellies can use glorp attacks, ya know.
I thought you would know that slimes pick stuff up.... With their slime... Then you see stuff inside them like crowns..... Then he hides it in his thick slimey interior...
Interesting...so you're calling nick fat? I think he has a purdy nice looking figure if I do say so myself.
@Cinoa
Reminds me of Spongebob's cousin.
@Auto
Me too... So... He just stabs his face with his...um...forgot the word.
Has anyone noticed that the "Grim-Slender" from the SoA mission makes the same sound as Nick's snoring? I'm pretty sure the dev team recorded Nick's snoring while he was sleeping.
Real creepy OOO.... realllllyyy creepy :D
@Dean: Snoring? REALLY!? That was MY snoring! xD
@Deku: A number of items on the wiki and from the designers suggest that slimes are able to create (and remove) gelatinous appendages.
@Everyone: Don't dis Nick. He's not even a slime, simply a frightened knight who hides in the corpse of an impostocube.
looks at everyone with a bunch of slime and hair in mouth,
Whos Nick?
Hey Nick,
When they put you in the trash can, they kind of said you're a piece of trash. And now the trash can trolls have their dirty hands all over you. And since you neglected to care about this place and have no one here to help you...
/slaps Nick in the face with the hand that's covered in dead thread blood.
/ties tentacles around Nick's legs so he can't run.
/cuts him with a shard to see what color his blood is.
/me sells tickets to the show.
/me throws a vial of snarby's stink breath at Nick, he is covered in a green cloud.
(The crowd cheers.)
/ties Nick to the back of a car.
/drives down a dirt and stone road heading into the desert.
/drives through a cactus patch.
/stops to get a cold drink of water and notices a scorpion walking near Nick.
/picks the scorpion up and drops it on Nick's chest.
/takes the picture of a horrified Nick.
Anyone here smell a ban around the corner?
^ Nope. You see, if they didn't want gremlins touching Nick and chattering about him they never would have put him/this in Gremlin Chatter. They would have locked and graveyarded this instead. It's fair game here.
Nick, I hope you enjoyed your Sunday off.
/me ties Nick to his desk chair and swivels him around to make him face me.
/holds up a pair of mustache scissors making cutting motions with them.
/looks into Nick's eyes with an evil grin.
Heh, I wouldn't do that to you but I would do this.
/takes Nick's pipe out of his mouth and replaces it with a bubble pipe.
/me spins Nick back around to face his computer and turns the camera on for all to see his bubbly world.
/me leaves Nick sitting.
I'll be back tomorrow for you darling.
/me pecks Nick's cheek and heads out.
/comes in and sees Nick sitting in his chair with a sad look on his face because he is out of bubbles.
Ah, Nick have no fear. You can have your pipe back.
/shoves a pot pipe in Nick's mouth and lights it.
/a silly grin appears on Nick's face.
/puts a plate of cookies on Nick's desk, right in front of his face, but leaves him tied to the chair.
/checks to make sure his hands are still tied tightly to the chair.
Have a good day Nick. I'll be back to check on you tomorrow.
comes in and sees Nick and cookies.
Eats Nick with spoon and then eats cookies.
Leaves without anyone (except Nick) noticing.
The same way he stays honest; vague technicalities.