A Chance to Monologue-TTC

 is where begins...


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 * Hmmm... I've just heard the most promising of rumors...
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 * A legend of a ghostly servitor who concocts marvelous potions of "snake oil." Succumbed to his own poison, rumor has it.
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 * The tale is vague... But if it's true, and if he can be found, he may prove far more loyal a servant than that traitor Iago.
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 * Yes... I must locate this spirit. But I must be sure that ragged urchin Aladdin hears nothing of my plans.
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 * Yes... I must locate this spirit. But I must be sure that ragged urchin Aladdin hears nothing of my plans.
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Level 1 "Wow, That Was Fast!" Level 1
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 * rowspan="2"|Send Jafar to gloat about his find to Aladdin.
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 * ... DEAD! And I can think of no fate more deserved for a miserable street rat such as yourself--
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 * Hold on a second... I know you like your evil plans to be pretty complicated, Jafar, but...
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 * You're gonna find a ghost, and tell him to sell me some hair oil that'll poison me? But he'll think it's an accident. Really?
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 * sigh...* I KNEW the subtleties would be wasted on a wretch like you.
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 * And here I thought crowing over my impending victory would be quite satisfying...
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 * sigh...* I KNEW the subtleties would be wasted on a wretch like you.
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 * And here I thought crowing over my impending victory would be quite satisfying...
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