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Re: Lusternia memes
2020/01/09 03:24:57 - Llani restored Kharan's access to the Moonhart Mother Tree.
Everiine
5
Re: Lack of Raves VI: Rave Today, Tweet Tomorrow
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have advanced to level 100.
You have reached the illustrious level of Demigod.
You have received 25 Bound Credits!
You have received 1 Sticky Wondercrystals!
You feel your innermost energies growing to extreme proportions as a darkness takes over your senses. When your senses return, you find yourself in a different location and there is a strange feeling within you.
Arix
10
Re: Artifact Ideas
Because it still doesn't exist: an upgrade to the acquisitio artifacts to include avaricehorn.
Ayisdra
6
Re: The ascension of a broom
There is an even funnier story here where several of us were, mid-event, trying desperately to find out why something wasn't firing properly in Celestia.Melech said:
It is because our divine area name for Celestia is not 'celestia', as we had assumed. It is, of course...'celestbottom'.
Aonia
7
Re: Absence Thread
Mid March I had to travel for some family business. Unfortunately the lockdowns started literally hours before my planned return flight, and I've been stuck overseas since. Unsure when I'll be able to return home to Canada, to be quite honest, but I've got a roof over my head and food, so honestly things could be a whole lot worse.
Synl
8
Re: Lack of Raves VI: Rave Today, Tweet Tomorrow
Giant raves from me for all of the incredible volunteers who put together this weekend's events! I am the proudest Loom Mistress 
Aonia
6
Re: Are you there, Gods? It's me, Ollie
[ Last one I have record of! Today, I went and talked to @Nocht rather than Manteekan like I tend to ]
You reach out and gently brush your hand against a delicate veil of shadows. Your senses suddenly dull as you feel yourself pulled into the entrancing darkness. As your senses return, you find yourself beneath a beautiful night sky.
You purse your lips, deep in thought.
You curtsey gracefully.
Softly, you say, "Hello, Lord of Dark and Silence and Mystery..."
You purse your lips, deep in thought.
You curtsey gracefully.
Softly, you say, "Hello, Lord of Dark and Silence and Mystery..."
You say, "Do You talk to people? Or just to people who are Yours? Friend Gurashi speaks of You sometimes, but friend Esei says it's been some time."
Softly, you say, "Lady Haruspex says the... indelible inscrutiability is... neither surprise nor unintended."
You purse your lips, deep in thought.
Softly, you say, "I have questions. I suppose, a lot of people must, mustn't they?"
You tilt your head back and look up at the sky.
You say, "...Do You watch our rites?"
You purse your lips, deep in thought.
Softly, you say, "I have questions. I suppose, a lot of people must, mustn't they?"
You tilt your head back and look up at the sky.
You say, "...Do You watch our rites?"
You say, "I imagine You must hear. You are nearer than the Lord Nightmare, with Whom I usually share my thoughts.... Though I have no scope for it, I do admit. What does 'nearer' entail...? Or further?"
You tilt your head back and look up at the sky.
You think to yourself: ......Divine .....
You tilt your head back and look up at the sky.
You think to yourself: ......Divine .....
Softly, you say, "Friend Gurashi seems to speak to all of You rather a lot. I don't think I've met a single person who knows more of You than he."
You crease your brow in a frown.
Softly, you ask, "Do Gods get lonesome?"
Softly, you ask, "Do You ever ache? Or are You beyond such acute pains...?"
You crease your brow in a frown.
Softly, you ask, "Do Gods get lonesome?"
Softly, you ask, "Do You ever ache? Or are You beyond such acute pains...?"
Softly, you say, "I do not know which scares me more. That You are all subject to the same whims of the heart as we, who look up to You for guidance.... or that You have never known such pains at all, and watch us as flighty, alien curiosities."
You think to yourself: .... Friends.....
You think to yourself: .... Friends.....
Softly, you say, "I suppose either way, I remain... entranced, enchanted, and terrified of the Gods."
You run a hand through your fiery mane dripping red-gold embers, stroking the tresses and tucking a lock back into place.
Softly, you ask, "What -do- You see in the First World?"
Softly, you ask, "What -do- You see in the First World?"
Softly, you say, "I never really understood, I don't think, what it is about petty, mundane mortal lives commands the attentions of Beings that could be anyone, anything They desired, anytime They liked... that see multitudes beyond our lives."
Softly, you say, "It is beyond flattering, but do You also see how it is beyond terrifying?"
Softly, you say, "I suppose it's not something for me to understand, much as I wish it to be."
Softly, you say, "It is beyond flattering, but do You also see how it is beyond terrifying?"
Softly, you say, "I suppose it's not something for me to understand, much as I wish it to be."
You run a hand through your fiery mane dripping red-gold embers, stroking the tresses and tucking a lock back into place.
You tilt your head back and look up at the sky.
You tilt your head back and look up at the sky.
Softly, you ask, "Whatever the reason, I suppose... thank You. You all do so much for us, and... nothing that we do will ever amount to thanks enough, I don't think. Inclined as I am to try, regardless. What do You all even... like? Theatre? Rite and Ritual? Beautiful things, like paintings and books, or... something beyond my fathoming?"
Softly, you say, "Perhaps all of it. Or perhaps none of it."
You let loose a long breath from your lungs, exhaling slowly.
Softly, you say, "Perhaps all of it. Or perhaps none of it."
You let loose a long breath from your lungs, exhaling slowly.
Softly, you say, "Equally frightening, I think.... is just what I would be willing to do for answers. There is little that comes to mind that is too much to ask for understanding. But the stars are silent; and all I have are questions."
Softly, you say, "Perhaps that's best."
Softly, you say, "Perhaps that's best."
With a soft chuckle, you say, "I am sorry, Lord of Silence, Dark and Night. He Who Whispers, Watches, and never tells. This became somewhat more introspective than I had intended when I first made up my mind to visit. I simply wanted to know that... You were there. I hoped for good news to bring back to friend Esei."
Softly, you say, "I find myself beguiled by what it means to be Divine, again, and that is a thought that I have never been able to resist pursuing."
Softly, you say, "I do hope that You are.... recovering. That You will return, triumphant. That You will bring good news, that we yet continue to please You and Your inscrutable whims. I hope that You are listening, even if You do not speak."
Softly, you say, "And I hope that the Silence You embody is a pleasant one."
You tilt your head back and look up at the sky.
You curtsey gracefully.
Softly, you say, "And I hope that the Silence You embody is a pleasant one."
You tilt your head back and look up at the sky.
You curtsey gracefully.
Olethea
6
Re: Tainted Dragons
Ragash is so darned cool. I'm sad to have taken a headache nap, and missed the finale tainted dragon battle. Ah well, they got wrecked anyway.
Zagreus
5
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