(Delayed) rave for @Everiine and Bandrui last night. Fun RP times.
Also, Everiine, I'm starting to think you should charge for all the times my character has come to you looking for solace and advice. Could make some good in-game cash!
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EveriineWise Old Swordsbird / BrontaurIndianapolis, IN, USA
Rave for @Selenity, and for a completely DIFFERENT roleplay time with Bandrui.
Maybe Ev -should- set up a 5 gold per advice booth!
Everiine is a man, and is very manly. This MAN before you is so manly you might as well just gender bend right now, cause he's the manliest man that you ever did see. His manly shape has spurned many women and girlyer men to boughs of fainting. He stands before you in a manly manerific typical man-like outfit which is covered in his manly motto: "I am a man!"
Daraius said: You gotta risk it for the biscuit.
Pony power all the way, yo. The more Brontaurs the better.
.Rave to @Mysrai or whoever actually created the fireworks for the Gaudiguch party. They were amazing, especially the last one.
Daraius clutches a gargantuan, serpentine dragon effigy firmly, preparing to use it. As Daraius sets fire to the main wick of the dragon, the entire figure rumbles ominously. Within the belly, a hot glow emanates. With an abrupt uncoiling, the effigy rises to its clawed feet, wings fanning wide as a network of wicks becomes apparent across the tar-covered scales. In the next instant, it explodes into white-hot flame, expanding rapidly into a towering, many-stories high figure.
Atop the Great Pyramid, a tiny, white-hot spark is kindled, only to expand upwards. Neck and wings stretched wide, a massive, tar-covered dragon, many-stories high, trumpets its freedom to the City. From its arched maw, a pillar of light explodes: the forms of hundreds of shells and rockets escaping its belly. Even as the dragon effigy grows, it burns: the wings rapidly give way to skeletal forms alight with ruby coals, and the ribs become visible. The scales blow away into clouds of brilliant ash, bringing a slow, weed-scented rain of debris across the pyramids and structures of the city.
From the centre of the City of Gaudiguch, a deafening roar rings out. Something massive, something aflame and winged, rises beside the flame. Its neck arches, and its claws strike the air as it expands to a gargantuan size and breadth. From its maw, fireworks shoot, exploding over the Great Pyramid in a display of rainbow hues. Swords, pyramids, staves, vials, and other objects take their place in the firmament, only to be replaced by a trio of twining poppies, then a pair of ruby, crimson eyes that gaze blearily across the lands. In the next instant, these eyes shower downwards into a cupcake and spatula, only to divide into seven brilliant, golden pyres whose flames give birth to cubes and hammers.
At the last, the dragon itself takes flight. Now no more than a skeletal form, it takes flight on a column of flames, soaring into the air with a deafening, triumphant roar. As it reaches its apogee, the entire form explodes, giving birth to phoenixes of brilliant white, yellow and orange that curl about each other with defiant shrieks of joy, shedding curtains of sparks and clouds of spicy, weed- scented smoke as they fade into nothingness.
The colors aren't exact, and the first one was white, but it was pretty amazing.
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.
Wish I could've made it, though it would have taken quite the mental gymnastics to justify Tarkenton heading there for the party considering he just left Gaudi.
You examine a shadowy mane curio piece of the Shadowy Mane Curio Set carefully, before carefully touching it to a sixth lock of shadowy mane curio piece of the Shadowy Mane Curio Set. A brief flash of light reveals that the two pieces have joined together, finally completing lustrous, shadowy mane.
Yaaaas, just hit forum transcendent. Time to change my title, sahweet.
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EveriineWise Old Swordsbird / BrontaurIndianapolis, IN, USA
I forgot I could do that... and done!
Everiine is a man, and is very manly. This MAN before you is so manly you might as well just gender bend right now, cause he's the manliest man that you ever did see. His manly shape has spurned many women and girlyer men to boughs of fainting. He stands before you in a manly manerific typical man-like outfit which is covered in his manly motto: "I am a man!"
Daraius said: You gotta risk it for the biscuit.
Pony power all the way, yo. The more Brontaurs the better.
Swords, pyramids, staves, vials, and other objects take their place in the firmament, only to be replaced by a trio of twining poppies, then a pair of ruby, crimson eyes that gaze blearily across the lands. In the next instant, these eyes shower downwards into a cupcake and spatula, only to divide into seven brilliant, golden pyres whose flames give birth to cubes and hammers.
This made me stupidly emotional
Crumkane, Lord of Epicurean Delights says, "WAS IT INDEED ON FIRE, ERITHEYL."
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With a deep reverb, Contemptible Sutekh says, "CEASE YOUR INFERNAL ENERGY, ERITHEYL."
Very glad I stayed at the library thirty seconds longer than I planned to at first. I love my Hallipeeps. :x
I -may- have batphoned in people from a clan with the statement that there was a nonzero chance of us fighting. Was pretty amusing, though, even if I don't have to hate the lobo now!
Any sufficiently advanced pun is indistinguishable from comedy.
I'm a little surprised it's only 800 city posts to catch up on, but the majority of them are highly entertaining! Gaudi politics amuse me, I like reading those with a nice glass of wine.
A bit of random chatter at the Flame, and a lot of fun with @Altrea and @Iari letting me spout crazy things at them for a while. Was that the local ephemeral, too?
I should have done this a long time ago. Maybe this orghop will kick me back into productivity.
Mayor Steingrim, the Grand Schema says to you, "Well, as I recall you kinda leave a mark whereever you go."
I have attempted to sketch my skull and antlers for you. I hope it is a
pleasing likeness, fleshy one.
In service,
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse.
Viravain, Lady of the Thorns shouts, "And You would seize Me? Fool! I am the Glomdoring! I am the Wyrd, and beneath the cloak of Night, the shadows of the Silent stir!"
I'm a little surprised it's only 800 city posts to catch up on, but the majority of them are highly entertaining! Gaudi politics amuse me, I like reading those with a nice glass of wine.
A bit of random chatter at the Flame, and a lot of fun with @Altrea and @Iari letting me spout crazy things at them for a while. Was that the local ephemeral, too?
I should have done this a long time ago. Maybe this orghop will kick me back into productivity.
I hope so! We're good peeps. And I need more people to turn in to minions for great party justice. Ain't no party like a Gauiguch party 'cause we're not entirely sure when a Gaudiguch party stops!
Glomdoring! Let's hit that upswing! I'm already feeling some momentum, just need to keep it going.
The drone, the whistle, the thundrous sound; It seared their eyes, it shook the ground. One hundred thousand voices lift, While ashes like dirty snowfall drift.
The clouds of purple glowing gas, The tiny sun is rising fast. Your star... Is on the rise.
Glomdoring! Let's hit that upswing! I'm already feeling some momentum, just need to keep it going.
It's there, slowly but surely. I'm confident though that it will happen because it always happens. My confidence in the eb and flow has never been misplaced. It at once keeps me hopeful and humble.
You have received a new honour! Congratulations! On this day, you have shown your willingness to ensure a bug-free Lusternia for everyone to enjoy. The face of Iosai the Anomaly unfolds before you, and within you grows the knowledge that you have earned the elusive and rare honour of membership in Her Order. Curio Exchange - A website to help with the trading of curio pieces in Lusternia.
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Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Maybe Ev -should- set up a 5 gold per advice booth!
Edit: Also,
"He is deemed a Superior Storyteller by the Bardic Council of Vesteran Honours."
Daraius clutches a gargantuan, serpentine dragon effigy firmly, preparing to use it.
As Daraius sets fire to the main wick of the dragon, the entire figure rumbles ominously. Within the
belly, a hot glow emanates. With an abrupt uncoiling, the effigy rises to its clawed feet, wings
fanning wide as a network of wicks becomes apparent across the tar-covered scales. In the next
instant, it explodes into white-hot flame, expanding rapidly into a towering, many-stories high
figure.
Atop the Great Pyramid, a tiny, white-hot spark is kindled, only to expand upwards. Neck and wings
stretched wide, a massive, tar-covered dragon, many-stories high, trumpets its freedom to the City.
From its arched maw, a pillar of light explodes: the forms of hundreds of shells and rockets
escaping its belly. Even as the dragon effigy grows, it burns: the wings rapidly give way to
skeletal forms alight with ruby coals, and the ribs become visible. The scales blow away into clouds
of brilliant ash, bringing a slow, weed-scented rain of debris across the pyramids and structures of
the city.
From the centre of the City of Gaudiguch, a deafening roar rings out. Something massive, something
aflame and winged, rises beside the flame. Its neck arches, and its claws strike the air as it
expands to a gargantuan size and breadth. From its maw, fireworks shoot, exploding over the Great
Pyramid in a display of rainbow hues. Swords, pyramids, staves, vials, and other objects take their
place in the firmament, only to be replaced by a trio of twining poppies, then a pair of ruby,
crimson eyes that gaze blearily across the lands. In the next instant, these eyes shower downwards
into a cupcake and spatula, only to divide into seven brilliant, golden pyres whose flames give
birth to cubes and hammers.
At the last, the dragon itself takes flight. Now no more than a skeletal form, it takes flight on a
column of flames, soaring into the air with a deafening, triumphant roar. As it reaches its apogee,
the entire form explodes, giving birth to phoenixes of brilliant white, yellow and orange that curl
about each other with defiant shrieks of joy, shedding curtains of sparks and clouds of spicy, weed-
scented smoke as they fade into nothingness.
The colors aren't exact, and the first one was white, but it was pretty amazing.
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
FINALLY.
Thank you @Isluna!
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Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Was pretty awesome to be part of that. Very very fun. *thumbsup*
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
[ACHIEVEMENT]: You have completed the 'Supplicant' Achievement! You have earned 10 Bound Credits.
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
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Dearest Siam.
I have attempted to sketch my skull and antlers for you. I hope it is a
pleasing likeness, fleshy one.
In service,
Milo, the Blossoming Corpse.
I quite like you, everyone's so friendly.
It seared their eyes, it shook the ground.
One hundred thousand voices lift,
While ashes like dirty snowfall drift.
The clouds of purple glowing gas,
The tiny sun is rising fast.
Your star...
Is on the rise.
You have received a new honour! Congratulations! On this day, you have shown your willingness to ensure a bug-free Lusternia for everyone to enjoy. The face of Iosai the Anomaly unfolds before you, and within you grows the knowledge that you have earned the elusive and rare honour of membership in Her Order.
Curio Exchange - A website to help with the trading of curio pieces in Lusternia.