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Re: QUOTES 8: THE QUOTING
Cory has her own - I have mine, Dys, and Ciaran. Malarious' got clipped from my prompt before I could record it, but hopefully someone else has that!
You reach out and touch a timewarped scar.
With a light brush of your fingertips, you reach out and touch a timewarped scar, letting the static charge of the energy jolt into your skin. There is a feeling of immense pressure, of some weight trying to pull you under. You pull yourself out, calmly, and when you emerge the scar before you has begun to wick away into nothingness.
Through the reaches of time, you see a glowing human with violet eyes softly speaking to a gathered crowd, whose faces are uplifted, their attention rapt upon the figure's silver tongue.
You see through a timewarped scar an ancient forest. Cheers erupt through the canopy, which bursts with flights of sparrows at the noise. The view passes through the treetops, and you see dancing figures gathered around a great tree, sharing with one another foods created by a glowing figure at
their centre.
Time flickers, and your vision is filled with the image of a glowing human with violet eyes next to a tawny faeling. They are in a grove before a standing stone shrine. The faeling sticks out her tongue and offers the glowing figure a bowl of peep chili in concession of defeat.
A strange image manifests within the violent scar before you: a human woman alone in the woods, one hand pressed to the bark of a tree and another held aloft as she basks in the peace of nature's bounty.
As the last glimpse of that harmonious timeline fades, so too does the scar.
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At the sound of the rallying cry to freedom, the form of the scar begins to ripple and flutter, a great shudder wracking it from top to bottom as it begins to fade.
A massive army of deformed, Tainted figures move ever closer towards Mt. Zoaka, shambling towards the lone figure who stands on a ledge overlooking them. A too-perfect smile can be seen, flashing beneath her hood in the desert sun, and she raises a hand, a pulse of chaotic energy manifesting in
a butterfly atop her palm.
Sandstorms rage in every direction upon the Astral Plane, the forces of nature itself bending under the will of a hooded figure racing across it in a low sprint. She is here, there, and then gone, leaving the corpses of dismembered tongues and writhing tentacles in her wake as she carves a bloody path.
An encroaching force of shadowy silhouettes surges up the steps towards the Great Pyramid, towards a small group of figures that stand with weapons drawn. A single, cloaked woman steps forward, and shifts her cloak to the side. You attempt to avert your gaze, but are too late, as a hideous mass of
tentacles, slavering maws, and prehensile appendages whip out and clutch around the invaders before pulling their screaming forms closer to her.
Two women walk through a garden near a pyramid made of glass, laughing softly to themselves as they pass through a misty veil sprayed out from a nearby fountain. "It would look so much better if it were pink..." one says, drawing an exasperated groan from her companion.
The last image crumbles, then wisps off into tatters that discard into nothingness.
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A silver-capped tahto of bleached driftwood falls into a timewarped scar and you catch a glimpse of Ciaran, reaching out to catch it, the ringing sound of battle resounding through the air. Then the sound fades, and with it, a timewarped scar begins to ripple, sending out last visions as the timeline is discarded.
Through the flexing and shattering of time, you see the hunched form of an aged dwarf, gnarled fingers grasping the Staff of Ascension itself as they move with an alacrity and precision that is all the more startling for the bleariness of their gaze as they dodge mortal and tentacle alike, their grasp upon the Staff certain and triumphant.
Cheers resound, drowning out even the rushing sounds of many joyous fountains. Joyful merians crowd the streets, their praise aimed at the glowing, yet still hunched form of the dwarven ascendant in their midst. The glowing, imposing figure totters along, an expression of bemused pleasure upon their face, which turns to genuine joy as they are presented with a triumphant cake.
A glowing figure leads the charge, bowling aside the lesser demons of Nil as they stride towards the howling form of Ashtorath. Lesser demigods follow in the Ascendant's wake, accompanied by pegasi and shadowy fae as they bring the Light of Celestia to the tainted demonlords of Nil.
Through the twisting of the years, you see the glowing Ascendant outside the Pearl of Amberle, as they cantankerously insist that their opponent is far too young to be so easily winded. Despite the oddity of their words, the earnestness of their desire to continue to hone their craft shines through, along with their willingness to aide those still learning.
As the last glimpse of another timeline fades, so too does the scar.
Jolanthe
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Re: QUOTES 8: THE QUOTING
Life Scar:
You reach out and touch a timewarped scar.
You press your entire palm against a timewarped scar, sensing the temporal energy washing over you. The promises of that other timeline whisper to you, urging you to claim what should have been yours. No, that was not your decision. You fill yourself with that conviction and send it forth, asserting that truth and your reality over the scar.
The reality within the scar reveals a crowd gathered beneath an impressive black fortress, shouting and chanting a man's name. At the very top, the saviour of Creation stands alongside a massive archdemon with four arms. One by one, they are kicking bodies from the open-air platform to the cheers and approval of those gathered.
The metallic sound of a massive weapon streaking by turns your head, its target an imposing man with a scythe-bladed chain in his hands. He does not resist and lets the weapon pin him to the ground. Upon contact, his whole body contorts and turns into that of a maggot, a punishment for refining his being with the power of the Seal of Life.
A throng of people whispers adoringly as a man rides by on a mighty steed. Someone shouts his name and questions follow but the man's only reaction is to utter an inexplicable high-pitched sound that sounds very much like a short word cawed out over and over again.
The battlefield within the scar is strewn with corpses, their uniforms proclaiming losses on both sides. The saviour of Creation walks alone, a general treading upon the fallen with no reverence for their lives. As he walks, those he passes twist abnormally, sit upright, and then raise to follow him - the army of the dead at his command.
Eventually, with the last image of that timeline fading, the scar fades with it.
Thalkros
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Re: General Dissatisfaction
Landlords are ass, I have nothing but enmity towards them. All of them.
Ours rents multiple properties in this extremely depressed area whilst living in a beautiful $2mil home in upstate New York. Not the worst thing in the world, no, but he's refusing to have maintenance done on our house (while my ceilings are literally falling down) and ever-so-impatiently asking on a weekly basis when we're going to have our back rent paid - my partner lost his job due to covid, so it's been understandably rough. Still not the worst! The worst thing, THE absolute most ludicrous part of all of this, is that we just learned he's ONLY pursuing us for money, after conveniently inquiring to our property manager whether we're "just roomates, or sleeping in the same bed".
Fuck homophobes, and fuck landlords.
Ours rents multiple properties in this extremely depressed area whilst living in a beautiful $2mil home in upstate New York. Not the worst thing in the world, no, but he's refusing to have maintenance done on our house (while my ceilings are literally falling down) and ever-so-impatiently asking on a weekly basis when we're going to have our back rent paid - my partner lost his job due to covid, so it's been understandably rough. Still not the worst! The worst thing, THE absolute most ludicrous part of all of this, is that we just learned he's ONLY pursuing us for money, after conveniently inquiring to our property manager whether we're "just roomates, or sleeping in the same bed".
Fuck homophobes, and fuck landlords.
Eritheyl
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Re: QUOTES 8: THE QUOTING
Not sure if anyone kept a log of the scar messages, but this is the Justice one.
You reach out and touch a timewarped scar.
You reach out and touch a timewarped scar.
A glimpse through the scar reveals a world much like your own, with only a few differences. There
are frequent instances of a sileYou reach out and touch a timewarped scar, feeling the intense vibrations of the temporal energy
beneath your touch. For a brief moment, your mind fills with thoughts not your own - but you know
who you are. You are certain in yourself. Focusing, you shut out the timelines that lie beyond, and
watch as the scar begins to fade away, casting out some last glimpses of the timelines within.
ni passing by amidst a crowd of concerned adventurers, but at times
his form is subtly different - his hair brown in one moment and silver in another; clothes dark in
one moment and light in the next.
Through the scar can be seen the sundered form of a tall, hooved man, his arms reached out to the
sky, some almighty weapon clutched in shaking hands. Though his grip is strong, his body is in the
process of being unmade and remade, an agonised but determined scream curling his lips.
The flickering edges of temporal energy give way to a crystalline vista, where familiar yet
unfamiliar figures pass back and forth, murmuring in excitement about the triumph of some famed
comrade. In one moment they mutter the word 'Overseer', in another the word 'Emissary', and the next
'Quintessence', though the image repeats and stutters as if replaying itself.
Perplexingly, the space through fading scar looks like a hall of mirrors, with hundreds of
reflections of a single sileni man displayed before you. Every image is subtly different, be it
through the man's appearance, expression, backdrop or some other miniature deviation.
The last dizzying reflection blinks out as the scar vanishes, reality asserted once more.
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Parhelion
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Re: Announce Post #3061: Ascension Postmortem
Saving the basin from Kethuru is just as much for Magnagorans as True Ascension is for the Sealbearer who kept the Staff of Ascension on a node on Astral for 3600 seconds during Ascension.Parhelion said:Tridemon said:Is Ixion guaranteed to be the one to benefit from it? Then it's for them.Orael said:One thing that appears we did not communicate clearly is that the event tomorrow is not just for Ixion and Mag/Gaudu/Seren. The event is for both sides and for everyone to take part in and enjoy.
Again, we apologize if that wasn't clear from the beginning.
Saving creation from the soulless gods is for everyone[spoiler], even if they're stinky Kethuru-touched Magnagorans.[/spoiler]
Oh no, my spoiler tag doesn't work
Tridemon
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Re: Announce Post #3061: Ascension Postmortem
This is my first time posting on here in any capacity, so please bear with me on this. I have been reading these responses from everyone here, and no one here on Equinox's side (from what it seems) is honestly taking Parhelion's feelings into play. He, the TA, the one who claimed the staff for your side, wishes for this to occur, and yet everyone seems to only put their own feelings first. I know each and every one of you fought hard to win, and so too did the IHC. Although, due to the horrible lag, that by many of your accounts was the worst in the games history (I wouldn't personally know as this was my first ascension event), kept things from playing out in an even fashion. The Admin here have apologized to the players entirely, and had the roles been reversed (Ixion claiming the staff, and Choros losing due to the lag), I'm almost positive the Admin would have come to the same conclusion and offered the same thing.
Of the players that I have personally spoken to ICly, on both sides of the fence, each has stated that they felt as though the event was...less than satisfactory, and each side was cheated out of a solid victory. Parhelion has by far, been the most understanding, and honorable person on here. What everyone seems to not also see, is the point of view of Orael and the other Admin. They are indeed trying their best to accommodate every player the best way they know how, and all everyone seems to want to do is whine about how what they're wishing for isn't fair, or you should have done this or that. In my most humble opinion, they're ADMINISTRATORS, they honestly could have done whatever they wanted to do without ever telling anyone here their intentions, and let you all whine about it later. Yet, they were upfront with all of us, as transparent as they could be. As what was said earlier "Hindsight is 20/20" a truer statement couldn't have been said. During the event, they did what they could to disable things in order to try and rectify the lad as best they could, and yes, while they could have postponed the event in order to work out all of the kinks that were apparently discussed in the Discord, they decided to push forward.
No matter what was decided on the Administrations end, someone was going to end up with hurt feelings of some sort. So, ultimately, what I guess I'm trying to say is, instead of us all bickering with one another about this isn't fair for us, or crap like that. Why don't we sit back and acknowledge the individuals that the -directly- involves. Yes, it involves us all indirectly, but this ultimately is under the control of the Admin, Parhelion, and Ixion. So, get out of your feelings people, and just go with it and enjoy whatever event that the Admin is trying to put together for ALL of us.
Of the players that I have personally spoken to ICly, on both sides of the fence, each has stated that they felt as though the event was...less than satisfactory, and each side was cheated out of a solid victory. Parhelion has by far, been the most understanding, and honorable person on here. What everyone seems to not also see, is the point of view of Orael and the other Admin. They are indeed trying their best to accommodate every player the best way they know how, and all everyone seems to want to do is whine about how what they're wishing for isn't fair, or you should have done this or that. In my most humble opinion, they're ADMINISTRATORS, they honestly could have done whatever they wanted to do without ever telling anyone here their intentions, and let you all whine about it later. Yet, they were upfront with all of us, as transparent as they could be. As what was said earlier "Hindsight is 20/20" a truer statement couldn't have been said. During the event, they did what they could to disable things in order to try and rectify the lad as best they could, and yes, while they could have postponed the event in order to work out all of the kinks that were apparently discussed in the Discord, they decided to push forward.
No matter what was decided on the Administrations end, someone was going to end up with hurt feelings of some sort. So, ultimately, what I guess I'm trying to say is, instead of us all bickering with one another about this isn't fair for us, or crap like that. Why don't we sit back and acknowledge the individuals that the -directly- involves. Yes, it involves us all indirectly, but this ultimately is under the control of the Admin, Parhelion, and Ixion. So, get out of your feelings people, and just go with it and enjoy whatever event that the Admin is trying to put together for ALL of us.
Naeleo
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Re: QUOTES 8: THE QUOTING
Hmm... Actually, I don't see anything about the number of eyes being two. Just plural, so (eyes>1)
Tridemon
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Re: QUOTES 8: THE QUOTING
We've done it. We've solved the mystery of what Ellindel looked like.
(The Myeran Community): You say, "I'm crying trying to make a costume for Ellindel based on what I've found IG about her appearance. This is the most definitive description I have."
(The Myeran Community): You say, "A sweet smile breaks across the fae's face, Sparrow Longfellow says, "Treeheart reminded Sparrow so much of the Golden Goddess - she had Her nose, Her smile, Her eyes.""
(The Myeran Community): You say, "*sob*."
(The Myeran Community): Elexia says, "Oh no *sob*."
(The Myeran Community): You say, "Ellindel's costume: she has a nose, some lips that sometimes smile, and two eyes."
(The Myeran Community): Coraline says, "Omg for a moment, I read that as Golden Cookies."
(The Myeran Community): Elexia says, "Boy she sure looks like an elfen."
(The Myeran Community): Coraline says, ":D."
(The Myeran Community): Elexia says, "This lady? Elfiest elfen you have ever seen."
(The Myeran Community): Jolanthe (from the Aetherways) says, "Hmm."
(The Myeran Community): Coraline says, "Elfiest elfen!"
(The Myeran Community): Elexia says, "She is Elfen Prime."
(The Myeran Community): Coraline says, "100%."
(The Myeran Community): Jolanthe says, "I guess the arboretum statue doesn't help much either. We can add long hair to that."
(The Myeran Community): You say, "Oooo."
(The Myeran Community): You say, "Haha Sowers have a statue, and it is "made of crystal" and has an athame so we got nothing bonus from that."
(The Myeran Community): You say, "Unless she is part lucidian."
(The Myeran Community): Coraline says, "She is a crystalline elfen.. wait."
(The Myeran Community): Elexia says, "Sowers statue also has a veil, could just hide everything underneath the veil for the entirety of the play."
(The Myeran Community): You say, "Hahahaha."
(The Myeran Community): Coraline says, ":D."
(The Myeran Community): Elexia says, "Another lucidian with a racehat, I knew it."
Lief
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Re: Gurashi Draws: An Autobiography
You've definitely got to drink the wine before looking at Gurashi's art, just in case. Best have the whole bottle, too, just in case.Caohite said:I thought I was ready for this thread but I'm not
Lief
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