By Alec Meer on January 20th, 2012 at 3:51 pm.

If only you could talk to the monsters. Now that would be something. So, why not ask our resident agony aunt-monster Ian Cacodemon for advice and tips on anything you need help with? Ian awaits your queries on Twitter here or via email here, and will post selected replies on RPS on a regular basis. He can’t reply to everything, as his wife Mrs Sharon Cacodemon often forgets to print out all the tweets in the size 142 font Ian requires in order for words to be legible to his middle-aged monocular vision, but he’ll do his best to be useful.
Here are a few examples of Ian’s advice so far. He’s a very nice cacodemon as cacodemons go, but get on the wrong side of him and he’ll devour your immortal soul. Also, he’s very busy on Thursdays because Sharon likes a hand with the housework then.
Please note his replies are translated – were they to use his real voice, his first reply would read “nnaaarghlefarrrrrgaaaaaaachompchompfaaaaaargle.”
- Mrs Gertrude @John_Arr of Huddersfield asks “Where did you hide the red keycard please?”
- Mrs Edna @screencuisine of Upton asks “If a guy gets bitten by a werewolf, zombie, and vampire at the same time, what does he come back as?”
- Mrs Tracy @jamesclayton of Bodmin asks “You belch ball-lightning. I have a chaingun. Is there any way we could resolve this more amicably?”
- Mrs Jennifer @inupantsu of Woking asks “When wearing a navy blue suit, are black or brown shoes most appropriate?”
- Mr Clive @ReiOnryou of Stow-on-the-Wold asks “Can you give me some advice on how to talk to women?”
- Mrs Bertha @brianbloodaxe of Weston Supermare asks “Hi Ian, What weaponry would you recommend for a trip to the supermarket in the post-work rush?”
- Mrs Tamara @hejsna of Turo asks “It seems your best tactic would be to swamp a single human hero with EVERYONE. Why insist on going it alone or in twos or threes?”
Ian replies:
It’s right where you left it dear: in the red lock. Are we getting a little bit forgetful in our old age? I know the feeling – the other day, I couldn’t remember where I’d left my lower intestine and ham sandwiches for the life of me. Turned out they were rammed into the skull of a passing space marine, who was slumped outside my back door – that’s where I always leave them! I find leaving post-it notes on the fridge helps to remember where I’ve put things. Unfortunately I have no hands to write it, and orally-fired ball lightning is just no good for elegant penmanship.

Ian Replies:
Well Edna, he comes back as a sort of gruesome, bloody porridge that makes everyone who sees it feel physically ill. Its special supernatural power is not being able to move anywhere, make a noise or breathe. I think it’s rather adorable myself, but you just can’t please everyone, can you?
Ian replies:
If you’d be so kind as to put your gun on the ground then slow-cook yourself in vegetable stock for 5 hours, all will be tickety-boo, Tracy. What’s in it for you, you say? Well, I won’t be belching any ball-lightning at you, will I?

Ian replies:
Well Jennifer, I’d rather imagine that becomes entirely academic when you’re knee-deep in the dead.No-one can see your shoes then, can they? And even if they could, they’d be red and maybe a bit green in places anyway, so you might as well just get the cheapest pair you could find. Same goes for the suit, to be honest – it really won’t be suitable for weddings after you’ve finished blasting your way through the demon dimensions. If I was your mother-in-law and you turned up drenched in blood, ash and bits of Imp lung, I really would be terribly embarrassed.
Ian replies:
If only you could talk to the women. Now that would be something.
Ian replies:
I find electrified shopping trolley wheels plus a nailgun loaded with dried tagliatelle (cheap to restock, highly effective at blinding and instant tracheotomies at ranges of 12 feet and below) works an absolute treat, Bertha. You’ll never need anything else again. I would recommend sending your supermarket a letter advising them of your intended actions at least six weeks in advance, however – it gives them time to put the eggs on a high shelf to avoid excess damage and an unpleasantly yolky floor.
Ian replies:
Thanks for your thoughtful question Tamara – I know many of my correspondents are very concerned about my welfare during these unpleasant human rampages, but it’s always nice to hear how much they care. The answer to this query is very simple: when Sir Roger Cyberdemon was originally marshalling the forces of hell into a fighting force back in 1987, he took a straw poll on what to use as a training manual – Sun-Tzu’s the Art of War, or classic Bruce Lee movie Enter The Dragon. I am ashamed to admit that, to a one, we all plumped for the more cinematic choice. An additional unfortunate consequence of this was that Sir Roger was arrested by the surprisingly and fearsomely powerful human organisation the MPAA, who found him guilty of making 312 billion unauthorised copies of an Enter The Dragon VHS tape. Thus, hell’s military operation was sadly delayed until 1992.
That’s all for this week. Don’t forget to send your questions to Ian, on any subject – love, life, guns, blood, dinner, sex, bears, hi-fi systems and tea. Contact Ian via Twitter here or via email here.
Please stop asking about the glasses though, he’s very self-conscious about them.




20/01/2012 at 15:58 Meat Circus says:
Cocoademon. OOH, SCARY.
20/01/2012 at 15:58 Echo Black says:
Pie Elemental
20/01/2012 at 16:02 sinister agent says:
Cheese Golem.
20/01/2012 at 16:08 Ralphomon says:
Arachnoscone.
20/01/2012 at 16:11 Rinox says:
Jelly Atronach
20/01/2012 at 16:15 Meat Circus says:
Linguinimp.
20/01/2012 at 16:18 Bodminzer says:
Zomboli
20/01/2012 at 16:20 Bhazor says:
Enma (Cheeri)-O’s
20/01/2012 at 16:21 sinister agent says:
Jabbercoffee
20/01/2012 at 16:22 bear912 says:
Devilish Eggs?
20/01/2012 at 16:22 Caleb367 says:
Tea dragon.
20/01/2012 at 16:27 Ralphomon says:
Cybearnaise sauce-demon
20/01/2012 at 16:29 Nickless_One says:
Undead Cookie
20/01/2012 at 16:36 wanderer says:
BLT 9000
20/01/2012 at 16:36 kikito says:
Excrementolem.
20/01/2012 at 16:45 wyrmsine says:
Gelatinous cube.
20/01/2012 at 16:50 Janek says:
Starch-vile.
20/01/2012 at 16:53 Tom OBedlam says:
Ghoulash
20/01/2012 at 17:09 The Tupper says:
Deus Eggs
20/01/2012 at 17:10 roryok says:
@Bodminzer *applause*
20/01/2012 at 17:24 Inglourious Badger says:
Space Meringue
20/01/2012 at 17:30 Droopy The Dog says:
El Chupachupcabra
20/01/2012 at 17:49 Man Raised by Puffins says:
Twinkie Demon.
20/01/2012 at 18:23 Soon says:
Pain à l’emmental.
20/01/2012 at 19:57 Grey Ganado says:
Slaughter fish.
20/01/2012 at 21:44 Dances to Podcasts says:
Jammie dodger.
20/01/2012 at 22:46 noom says:
Pancakecubus
21/01/2012 at 01:06 Craig Stern says:
Crème Ghoulé
Poultrygeist
Pulled Orc
Frozen Ogre’t
20/01/2012 at 16:00 Smashbox says:
I sure hope he removes his spectacle before trying to intimidate space marines. There are more of those guys all the time.
20/01/2012 at 18:46 Phantoon says:
Naw, just the one guy: http://www.doomworld.com/10years/doomcomic/
20/01/2012 at 16:00 cjlr says:
Quite exciting, this computer magic.
20/01/2012 at 16:02 Gundrea says:
But what if you could spray the women with nailguns while rocket jumping off a cliff.
20/01/2012 at 16:03 lhzr says:
Yay, good old RPS.. I missed you!
By the way, do you think there might be any chance to get the UK Resistance guy(s) to write something for RPS from time to time? That’d be swell.
20/01/2012 at 16:05 Stephen Roberts says:
Staring eye tag?
20/01/2012 at 16:30 TheApologist says:
This is the correct comment.
20/01/2012 at 16:10 Gap Gen says:
If only you could shoot the monsters. Now that’d be something.
20/01/2012 at 16:14 Meat Circus says:
That’s just beastly.
20/01/2012 at 16:23 Caleb367 says:
Oh jeez not another wordplay thread. It’s monstrous!
20/01/2012 at 16:32 Gap Gen says:
Damn, demonstrators always come to ruin all our fun.
20/01/2012 at 16:52 ZyloMarkIII says:
I found this article to be hellarious.
20/01/2012 at 17:12 roryok says:
hades are some wicked puns yo
20/01/2012 at 17:41 Inglourious Badger says:
Sigh. You lot are IMPossible
20/01/2012 at 18:25 lasikbear says:
This pun diablows
20/01/2012 at 16:32 Bluerps says:
Uhm… Mr. Cacodemon? I think you are confusing tagliatelle with penne … pleasedonteatmysoul!
20/01/2012 at 16:51 Joshua says:
Bioware games lets you talk to the monsters, ya know.
Oooh,, that charm spell.
20/01/2012 at 16:59 Unaco says:
Very EDGE-y Alec.
20/01/2012 at 17:07 lowprices says:
If I could talk with the monsters,
Walk with the monsters,
Rend and crush and maim with the monsters…
20/01/2012 at 17:11 roryok says:
I love a good mailbag
20/01/2012 at 17:22 Squishpoke says:
I have been waiting for this moment for over a decade.
20/01/2012 at 17:28 Inglourious Badger says:
At last, a font for my many questions about sex bears
20/01/2012 at 17:40 terry says:
What the devil…!
20/01/2012 at 17:41 Kefren says:
Starey eyes?
20/01/2012 at 17:41 Kefren says:
I mean ‘eye’.
20/01/2012 at 17:46 Inglourious Badger says:
Starry eye?
You make a good point but 10 comments too late :(
20/01/2012 at 17:52 Kefren says:
Doh! I did CTRL-F ‘eyes’ first, forgot to do ‘eye’ as well.
21/01/2012 at 00:14 Shooop says:
Yes. I have been waiting for this and am not disappointed.