Oops. Well, this one didn’t turn out quite as well for Team Evil ™ as all of the earlier ones. For, gatling gun or not, going up against a user of clerical magic is a bit risky if you’re a zombie or something along those lines.
And, yeah, the gatling pistol kind of exceeds the limits of the fantasy setting, but since evil!Gregory doesn’t get to fire it…and since notevil!Gregory earlier used a Soviet howitzer, which is also out of bounds in a fantasy world, if you’re overly strict about it… If you mix goth with steam punk, you’ve got to make some sacrifices in terms of accuracy…but it looks cool!
I’ve never really bothered to define the nature and name of Paladin!Snuka’s patron deity, so I stuck with the default: Generigod ™, who comes preinstalled on most of the relevant devices. He’s usually depicted as a gentle old man with a halo, wearing a white nightgown, and his holy text is only called the good book by his followers. Kinda vanilla, but he serves his purpose. Just don’t send him up against Tiamat, Lloth or anything like that. More than good enough for your run-of-the-mill zombie, however. >_>
More on Monday.
You know, I remember MAYBE 5 minutes total of the D&D cartoon (including the intro) and yet somehow remember a scene where the cavalier got sprayed by a skunk-like monster and the mage produced from his hat a World War era or later style gas mask. It just reminds me both how brokenly powerful that magic hat was (can access modern technology) and how horrifically incompetent those kids were.
Anyway, I think I’m bringing this up to point out the source material didn’t care about the medieval fantasy-esc setting so why should you? 😛
Yeah, I remember that as well. (And I think he also brought forth a Napoleonic-era Cannon from his hat at some point, so Gregory’s Soviet howitzer isn’t terribly far off the mark.) Presto’s hat was incredible convenient in terms of scripting, I’m sure, but using it for comic relief, like in that scene, just strains the thin threads of that show’s underlying logic unnecessarily. And I’m not even sure that a WWI-era gasmask would even have protected him from the smell – that wasn’t exactly its purpose, after all. I at least have an excuse to do anything for a cheap laugh…