And I must say this:
BRING IT ON!

No literary amalgam will threaten Stormfield and Watson and the others, NOT WHILE CONAN STILL BREATHES! YOU THINK YOU'VE GOT WEAPONS? CHECK OUT THESE PECS! THEY WILL BREAK ANYTHING YOU CARE TO THROW AT THEM!

Sir Darth Berlin silbolbum... Dir Garth Sirrah etc... Dir Sarth, oh...

You! PARASITE! NAME YOUR TIME AND PLACE AND WE WILL HAVE THIS OUT!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh dear... help us... Professor Challenger, can you explain this? Here... in this... this- place. All my seperate literary identitieses seems to be seperating. Curse us and crush us! -but not us. How incovinient. Maybe Tom could help us. Only Gollum's happy that he now has full right to speak of himself, us, in the plural now. But apart from the binding mind of Aaron, we're becoming -UnBound!!!

I shall formally challenge whoever is responsible for this mess! He shalt be changed into a toad! Eventually, I will reveal myself to that half-Jedi and have our revenge! Curse you and crush you, you writerses! You burns us!