GLOMP TREE at either of the commune nexii is still my favorite. Also likely to get you RP points docked. I might never have done it, but it's always hilarious to see people use it.
Kistan adjusts his wings carefully, picking at them "Besides I have a girlfriend now".
Kistan slips into a pair of ivory angel wings.
Thaendran says to Kistan, "Does she know?"
I'm done.
The deep, rumbling voice of Weiwae says from within your heart, "I am so happy to hear of your progress, and I thank you for bringing my influence over more shards of My Brother Tae."
This grove is edged by a perfect circle of trees, their slender trunks evenly spaced to allow a view of the forest beyond. Their branches have woven together to form a simple border while their crowns have formed a dome-like canopy in a peculiar swirling pattern that creates the impression of a large and natural arbour formed of living trees. Small jar-like terrariums are nestled into branches sporadically, sunlight glinting off them and dancing around the grove. Flowers grow wild and free outside the border formed by the trees, their scents carried in on the breeze and mixing with those of the low-lying grasses and a myriad of tiny flowers that coat the ground.
As twilight stretches across the forest, the forest fills with shadows. Yet in the growing darkness, twinkling lights begin to appear as countless fireflies hold back the darkness here with their gentle light.
During the night
Within a floral arbour.
This grove is edged by a perfect circle of trees, their slender trunks evenly spaced to allow a view of the forest beyond. Their branches have woven together to form a simple border while their crowns have formed a dome-like canopy in a peculiar swirling pattern that creates the impression of a large and natural arbour formed of living trees. Small jar-like terrariums are nestled into branches sporadically. Flowers grow wild and free outside the border formed by the trees, their scents carried in on the breeze and mixing with those of the low-lying grasses and a myriad of tiny flowers that coat the ground. Countless fireflies gather around the crown, filling the grove with their gentle light, that flares slightly every so often as one of their number bursts into a small flash of moonfire.
As the sun rises above the mountains, the golden light of dawn fills the grove, sunbeams dancing around as he continues to climb into the sky, overpowering the gentler light of the fireflies.
So as far as I can tell, what happens when you're offline and get demi is... it rolls you over back to 1. Any XP above what was needed to get you to demi is applied after you're down to 1, which is why she's at 7.
I'm Lucidian. If I don't get pedantic every so often, I might explode.
So as far as I can tell, what happens when you're offline and get demi is... it rolls you over back to 1. Any XP above what was needed to get you to demi is applied after you're down to 1, which is why she's at 7.
That wasn't just Ianir trolling her?
Tonight amidst the mountaintops And endless starless night Singing how the wind was lost Before an earthly flight
So as far as I can tell, what happens when you're offline and get demi is... it rolls you over back to 1. Any XP above what was needed to get you to demi is applied after you're down to 1, which is why she's at 7.
That wasn't just Ianir trolling her?
That's what they did to me in Aetolia. I had a bad habit of breaking things and finding bugs, so when a few admin noticed I was nearly at endgame, they coded a little surprise for me - an untrapped error message, followed by the most terrifying spam of delveling messages I have seen in my life, all the way down to level 1.
So as far as I can tell, what happens when you're offline and get demi is... it rolls you over back to 1. Any XP above what was needed to get you to demi is applied after you're down to 1, which is why she's at 7.
That wasn't just Ianir trolling her?
That's what they did to me in Aetolia. I had a bad habit of breaking things and finding bugs, so when a few admin noticed I was nearly at endgame, they coded a little surprise for me - an untrapped error message, followed by the most terrifying spam of delveling messages I have seen in my life, all the way down to level 1.
Iytha is officially the reason we can't have nice things.
Everiine said: The reason population is low isn't because there are too many orgs. It's because so many facets of the game are outright broken and protected by those who benefit from it being that way. An overabundance of gimmicks (including game-breaking ones), artifacts that destroy any concept of balance, blatant pay-to-win features, and an obsession with convenience that makes few things actually worthwhile all contribute to the game's sad decline.
(Revellers Revelling): Shintar (from the Realm of the Harlot of Revolution) says, "Oh, there's no shame in being a ho, not only are they as a group, useful for preparing soil, it turns out that it's the Basin's oldest profession."
(Revellers Revelling): You say, "Preparing soi---."
(Revellers Revelling): You say, "Hahahaa."
(Revellers Revelling): You say, "Dork."
(Revellers Revelling): Shintar (from the Realm of the Harlot of Revolution) says, "I've just always wondering what the Transcendant skill is... Mindblowing-gasm? Gives blackout and stupidity?"
(Revellers Revelling): Ansakta says, "You're welcome to find out!" (lawl, what a businessman)
(Revellers Revelling): You say, "The little death. Kills you for 30 seconds."
(Revellers Revelling): Shintar (from the Realm of the Harlot of Revolution) says, "I always thought that was fear."
(Revellers Revelling): Shintar (from the Realm of the Harlot of Revolution) says, "Why would I pay for fear?"
(Revellers Revelling): You say, "No fear is the mind killer."
(Revellers Revelling): Shintar (from the Realm of the Harlot of Revolution) says, "Brea."
"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
(The Serenade): @Kendra (from the Ethereal Plane) says, "Because I'm all about the toad 'bout the toad, no monkin', i'm all about the toad, 'bout the toad, no bardin'. My hexes flyyyy, I'm toadin' people from left to riiiight."
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Kistan slips into a pair of ivory angel wings.
Thaendran says to Kistan, "Does she know?"
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During the day
Within a floral arbour.
This grove is edged by a perfect circle of trees, their slender trunks evenly spaced to allow a view of the forest beyond. Their branches have woven together to form a simple border while their crowns have formed a dome-like canopy in a peculiar swirling pattern that creates the impression of a large and natural arbour formed of living trees. Small jar-like terrariums are nestled into branches sporadically, sunlight glinting off them and dancing around the grove. Flowers grow wild and free outside the border formed by the trees, their scents carried in on the breeze and mixing with those of the low-lying grasses and a myriad of tiny flowers that coat the ground.
You see a single exit leading northeast.
At dusk
As twilight stretches across the forest, the forest fills with shadows. Yet in the growing darkness, twinkling lights begin to appear as countless fireflies hold back the darkness here with their gentle light.
During the night
Within a floral arbour.
This grove is edged by a perfect circle of trees, their slender trunks evenly spaced to allow a view of the forest beyond. Their branches have woven together to form a simple border while their crowns have formed a dome-like canopy in a peculiar swirling pattern that creates the impression of a large and natural arbour formed of living trees. Small jar-like terrariums are nestled into branches sporadically. Flowers grow wild and free outside the border formed by the trees, their scents carried in on the breeze and mixing with those of the low-lying grasses and a myriad of tiny flowers that coat the ground. Countless fireflies gather around the crown, filling the grove with their gentle light, that flares slightly every so often as one of their number bursts into a small flash of moonfire.
You see a single exit leading northeast.
You are:
Truefavoured by Ianir for about 8 hours.
Truefavoured by Weiwae for about 28 hours.
You grow still and begin to pray silently for preservation of your soul while you are out of the land.
Let's see what happens when you get demigod while offline, @Ianir
@Ianir According to RANKINGS XP, Iytha is now at level 7 and ranked #692
HUUUUUBRIS
Tonight amidst the mountaintops
And endless starless night
Singing how the wind was lost
Before an earthly flight
Ianir brandishes a gnarled broom menacingly.
Reality snaps back to normalcy as Ianir the Anomaly disappears in an instant, as if He never existed here.
Overseer Maligorn Shevat says, "But I need help!"
A gnarled broom comes flying through the air to strike Maligorn in the face with the bristles.
<a bit later>
Maligorn begins to wield a gnarled broom in his left hand.
Ianir the Anomaly says to Maligorn, "Tell me when you've swept the Imperial Highway."
Overseer Maligorn Shevat says, "But how...how do I use this thing? I'm not versed in Broomology."
Ianir the Anomaly says, "Iunno, I've never used one of those a day in My life. Who do I look like, Tully?"
Ianir the Anomaly says, "I just stole that from the observatory."
Overseer Maligorn Shevat says, "Do -I- look like Tully?"
Maligorn crosses his arms on his chest, sticks out his lower lip, and pouts.
Ianir the Anomaly says, "Iunno, you mortals all look the same to Me."
Overseer Maligorn Shevat says, "Shouldn't this broom have melted?"
Ianir the Anomaly says, "It got better."
You say to Maligorn, "Best get weeping before He makes me crazy again."
Overseer Maligorn Shevat says to you, "Oh, believe me, I'm close to weeping."
You say, "Sweeping, even."
Maligorn sniffles softly.
You say, "It's only the highway. I'll tag along and cheer you on."
Overseer Maligorn Shevat says, "Alright. Watch and behold as I master the broom."
Maligorn waves about a gnarled broom energetically.
<On the Old Imperial Road>
Maligorn waves about a gnarled broom energetically.
With a wistful look on his face, Maligorn touches a gnarled broom.
You have emoted: Akatriel pushes some dirt around the road with his foot.
A voice echoes in the air, "You missed a spot."
Overseer Maligorn Shevat says, "No, it's clearly clean."
A voice echoes in the air, "I wish to be able to eat off it."
Maligorn determinedly sweeps the floor once more.
Overseer Maligorn Shevat says, "Why would you want to do that?"
A voice echoes in the air, "That is a good question. You have not been instructed to ask good questions. Back to sweeping."
(Revellers Revelling): Shintar (from the Realm of the Harlot of Revolution) says, "Oh, there's no shame in being a ho, not only are they as a group, useful for preparing soil, it turns out that it's the Basin's oldest profession."
Ianir the Anomaly says, "It got better."
^probably my favorite part.
(Ad-Hoc): Miso says, "In another reality I am Stu."
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