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Re: QUOTES 8: THE QUOTING
@Coraline Myeras says, "I think I have a song about the duck ready.."
Coraline Myeras exclaims, "It's called... "Brave Ducky"!"
Coraline clears her throat.
Softly, Coraline Myeras sings, "Waddling through the grass, gliding through the lakes.."
Slightly higher in pitch, Coraline Myeras says, "Gulping up some fish, and fighting off some snakes..."
Mimicking the waddling motion of a duck, Coraline Myeras sings, "Duck duck duck, you love to quack, quack, quack!"
Cheerfully, Coraline Myeras sings, "And live your merry life, looking for the next snack!"
Pulling up a fist in determination, Coraline Myeras sings, "Pitter patter goes your feet, and your foes flee in defeat!"
With a flourish of her arm, Coraline Myeras sings, "Never change, brave ducky, keep dancing to your beat!"
Faythe
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Re: Simple questions?
Why yes! There are cantankerous chickens, revolutionary chickens, contentious chickens...
Ahem.
We don't explicitly have named breeds, but you'd probably be safe referring to different chicken colours/patterns (before anyone takes this as official approval of lime green chickens - I mean realistic ones).
Ahem.
We don't explicitly have named breeds, but you'd probably be safe referring to different chicken colours/patterns (before anyone takes this as official approval of lime green chickens - I mean realistic ones).
Aonia
6
Re: Gurashi Draws: An Autobiography
Gurashi said:I love you and I miss you so much. Please pet Ilistala for me. Please stay goodly.-Gurashi
How dare you
Caohite
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Re: Gurashi Draws: An Autobiography
I love you and I miss you so much. Please pet Ilistala for me. Please stay goodly.
-Gurashi
Gurashi
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Re: Gurashi Draws: An Autobiography
Unrelated to anything Lusternia cause we in another dramatic slump:
my Pathfinder 2e Baba Yaga Wortwitch, Ende
My Grave Domain Air Genasi Cleric. I like poofy pants and cute clothes ;_;
my Pathfinder 2e Baba Yaga Wortwitch, Ende
My Grave Domain Air Genasi Cleric. I like poofy pants and cute clothes ;_;
Gurashi
10
Re: QUOTES 8: THE QUOTING
Afrit licks a ruby-red gummy bear.
A ruby-red gummy bear glomps Afrit playfully, knocking him over in his enthusiasm.
Bouncing about in a fit of excitement, a ruby-red gummy bear boisterously bounds to the south.
You giggle happily.
Revelrous Afrit, Lazula of the Sands says, "Good."
You say, "No bear should have that much glomping power."
Afrit's eyes sparkle with amusement.
A ruby-red gummy bear bounces energetically in from the south.
Revelrous Afrit, Lazula of the Sands says, "Well, it is probably imbued with -some- divinity."
Comprehension flashes across your face.
Bouncing about in a fit of excitement, a ruby-red gummy bear boisterously bounds to the south.
Revelrous Afrit, Lazula of the Sands says, "Also seems pretty hyper."
Idly touching his fingertips to his collarbone as he observes the bear with some mild distaste, you say, "A bit."
Afrit's eyes sparkle with amusement.
You say, "Maybe Crumkane distilled his excess energy into a jelly and forged bears out of it."
Revelrous Afrit, Lazula of the Sands laughingly says, "Seems like a reasonable thing to do."
You stare blankly into space.
You laughingly say, "You're not supposed to think that's reasonable."
Afrit snorts.
Revelrous Afrit, Lazula of the Sands says, "Who can know why the Divine do what They do?"
A ruby-red gummy bear glomps Afrit playfully, knocking him over in his enthusiasm.
Bouncing about in a fit of excitement, a ruby-red gummy bear boisterously bounds to the south.
You giggle happily.
Revelrous Afrit, Lazula of the Sands says, "Good."
You say, "No bear should have that much glomping power."
Afrit's eyes sparkle with amusement.
A ruby-red gummy bear bounces energetically in from the south.
Revelrous Afrit, Lazula of the Sands says, "Well, it is probably imbued with -some- divinity."
Comprehension flashes across your face.
Bouncing about in a fit of excitement, a ruby-red gummy bear boisterously bounds to the south.
Revelrous Afrit, Lazula of the Sands says, "Also seems pretty hyper."
Idly touching his fingertips to his collarbone as he observes the bear with some mild distaste, you say, "A bit."
Afrit's eyes sparkle with amusement.
You say, "Maybe Crumkane distilled his excess energy into a jelly and forged bears out of it."
Revelrous Afrit, Lazula of the Sands laughingly says, "Seems like a reasonable thing to do."
You stare blankly into space.
You laughingly say, "You're not supposed to think that's reasonable."
Afrit snorts.
Revelrous Afrit, Lazula of the Sands says, "Who can know why the Divine do what They do?"
Nepenthe
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Re: Letters of Note
Received this very sweet letter from @Lief today!
You read what is written on stationery splotched with half-painted koi:
You read what is written on stationery splotched with half-painted koi:
My dear sister Cory,
I watched a bright orange leaf fall from its tentative perch on a tree
leaning out over Moon River, and in its fiery colors, I found myself
thinking of you.
Despite my place in the Serenwilde and at my Lady's side, I have ever
wanted to create something that would endure. I've wanted to write
something so important that people would discuss it centuries later, or
create something so beautiful it would move nations, or sing a song so
heart-achingly perfect that it might linger in the boughs of the forest,
hummed by the fae for the rest of time. Nothing frightens me more than
being forgotten - nothing.
But you, my sweet sister, you are like this leaf. You inspire beauty and
love with the most fleeting of creations, and you leave your mark
forever. Your gifts are so freely given, released from your hands with
enviable ease, and it is with this ease you seem to approach life and
all its turmoil, too. You bring color, and laughter, and light wherever
you might roam, and we cannot help but love you.
And so, I have been meditating a lot about food as a mode of Expression.
The act of consumption is ritualistic, isn't it? Whether eating or
imbibing, you are taking a person's energy, their dream, their hope into
yourself, and it becomes a part of you forevermore.
In the words of my faith, it is a Communion, and I cannot believe I
didn't understand that until recently. Cory, I want to learn from your
example: I want to better learn to give my love, and I hope to one day
leave joy in my wake as you do. I will seek these little moments in my
own way, like an orange leaf alighting gently on the river's quiet,
silver surface.
Thank you for being a gift to us all.
I am your adoring sister,
LMS
Coraline
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Re: A Looming Caramel Catastrophe
A little solo bit
You begin to wield a whirring screwdriver in your left hand.
You begin to wield a whirring screwdriver in your left hand.
You begin to wield a functional steel spatula in your right hand.
Nepenthe approaches one of the damaged machines and runs his fingertips over its face, exploring sugar-crusted seams and batter-clogged rivets.
Chipping away with a whirring screwdriver at a particularly stubborn glob of hardened caramel, Nepenthe manages to dislodge the only adhesive keeping a dented panel attached to the machine.
An enormous stuffed dragon leans over Nepenthe's head and watching him work with fascination.
Nepenthe glances up at an enormous stuffed dragon and over his shoulder surreptitiously before wedging the flat end of a whirring screwdriver into a small gap between the loose panel and its housing. With a deft bap of the tool's handle, he liberates the panel and reveals the hidden miracles of clockwork it had hidden.
You look up into the air for divine inspiration.
Nepenthe lays out an opulent, leather-bound brown sketchpad and opens to a page bearing detailed sketches of the contraption from earlier, and begins faithfully reproducing a diagram of the interior of the machine, utilizing some artistic license where the machinery's true shape is indecipherably obscured by confectionary detritus.
(Market): Raphie DiGagio says, "I've just arrived in Lyraa Ey Rielys! Will I be able to find some haute couture here, I wonder?"
You say, "Crap."
You easily vault onto the back of an enormous stuffed dragon.
[To aethertrade and back!]
You look undecided and say, "All right, where was I."
Nepenthe returns to an opulent, leather-bound brown sketchpad and the open panel, peering inside the latter and faithful transcribing it into the former.
An enormous stuffed dragon observes with nothing but a mechanical rumble, idly patting his belly as Nepenthe works.
Nearly conking his skull on the upper rim of the panel as he perks up, you say, "Oh yeah."
Nepenthe runs a claw across an enormous stuffed dragon's belly, as if to cut away a square of corduroy from the beast's front. No damage befalls the plush dragon, but a ripple trails behind the tae'dae's paw as he dispels the glamour concealing a few discreet fasteners.
Nepenthe unclasps the fasteners and pulls down a square flap of corduroy to reveal an intricate mechanism of shiny steel and brass, perpetually moving with fluid precision and smelling faintly of bacon.
A look of existential dread passes over an enormous stuffed dragon's docile face as Nepenthe exposes his innards.
Nepenthe instructs an enormous stuffed dragon to stand near the open panel so he can view both machines at once, taking a moment to draft a rough diagrammatic sketch of an enormous stuffed dragon's mechanism on the page opposite his other sketches.
Looking from the stuffed beast to the broken machine, you say to an enormous stuffed dragon, "They're nothing alike. I don't even know what I'm looking at in there."
You smile impishly and say to an enormous stuffed dragon, "But who lets a lack of understanding get in the way of Ingenuity?"
An enormous stuffed dragon nods warily at Nepenthe.
Nepenthe brings a whirring screwdriver to bear on some imperceptibly loose screws amidst an enormous stuffed dragon's mechanism, tuning up the workings with the precision of experience and familiarity before re-fastening his fabric belly and re-weaving the glamour concealing its seams.
A low, contented growl arises within an enormous stuffed dragon's chest.
Returning his attention to the stopped machinery, Nepenthe rumbles with a growl of his own, decidedly less content than Radlii's. Holding up an opulent, leather-bound brown sketchpad to compare his work to the model, makes a few subtle adjustments to his sketch before tucking the book away in an enormous stuffed dragon's endless bulk.
Nepenthe emits a faint grunt as he hauls up the loose panel and gently pound it back into its housing. Lacking any screws or other fasteners, the panel wobbles slightly but doesn't threaten to fall out on its own.
You say to an enormous stuffed dragon, "Can't let 'em down, bud."
An enormous stuffed dragon stares blankly at you.
You say to an enormous stuffed dragon, "We've got to at least look like we know what we're doing."
An enormous stuffed dragon nods his head at you.
You laughingly say, "Let's scram before Tantus or somebody pokes their head in."
You easily vault onto the back of an enormous stuffed dragon.
Nepenthe
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Re: Thanks for the RP (Version 1.0 Alpha)
Whelp after an extremely rough introduction to the Sowers thanks to an absolutely brutal vision was absolutely *too* perfect with regards to Tae's backstory, I have to thank @Elexia and @Lief for being awesome as always. Also massive thank you to @Maylea for the unexpected interaction that came afterwards.
Seriously though, that was a brutal. That sort of visceral gut punch is stuff I had to work to setup for my larp players... and here I get sideswiped by a bloody rng message. Can't applaud enough for that. XD
Seriously though, that was a brutal. That sort of visceral gut punch is stuff I had to work to setup for my larp players... and here I get sideswiped by a bloody rng message. Can't applaud enough for that. XD
Taemira
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