The Sadie Kane Memorial Crater
Random Voice (who was dearly missed):
How does the hot-headed, short-tempered,
Protean magician who left part of the tombs scarred,
And her crush met a ghost, (A\N: This sounds like the begging of a bad joke)
Who knows with what all the bodies were diagnosed.
Can he help their situation?
Welcome, folks, to
The Sadie Kane Memorial Crater!
Sadie had promised the ghost to help him with Anubis's present and
Then she backed away 'cause Ra will need Anubis's present and
The Mad Claude promises to attack them with the rest of the ghosts.
Sadie: Say what!?
Rando:
Sadie and Walt are still waiting for Ptah's response.
Sadie:
This is an open letter to the Ptah,
Elegant, really charismatic,
loving to experiment,
sorry I called you the god of spit, Ptah.
Walt:
Shit!
We gotta be rational, it won't help to just speak
We gotta think of another technique.
Sadie:
Walt, please,
We both have no idea what we're doin'.
I know I'm usually going berserk,
But we need to think of an idea that'll work.
You're lucking pale,
Looking sick to your stomach.
What have you been hiding from us?
Walt:
There's a line behind me
Of very brave man,
Who are all from my fam.
All destined to a rough life,
Mom never got to be dad's wife.
Wants me to go to Seattle again.
But I don't wanna spend my life as someone who just sits
And watches as the world get torn apart to bits.
The truth is: I'm sick,
And the curse is getting stronger quick.
What I say next may make no sense,
But my feelings for you have gotten intense-
Sadie:
No offence,
I'm gonna say something irrelevant.
I like you too, but I'm thinking 'bout this pebble!
Get some rocks to a smaller level!
Plus, you and Anubis are making me feel ambivalence!
Let's give the rocks some sons!
While moving those little piles all around me
I can clearly confirm,
No other decision would've been better,
Turns out it was useless to talk to the herm!
Mad Claude:
You fat mother—!
Walt:
He has all souls under control!
That's not fine. I could use my secret power to fight some off, but it's still not gonna be a fun party.
Ptah:
Did I heard you kids calling for help? My rats will take care of the Romans. Now let's talk about some stuff you should know.