re: @Eldanien - I do believe you all have a certain clam-y ephemeral who is helping mitigate the lack of Patron?
He's pretty fabulous, but not fabulously visible.
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.
"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."
Thank you for explaining the word to me, Xenthos. I was expressing my dislike for losing them. I didn't realise clicking a button would start an argument.
(I'm the mom of Hallifax btw, so if you are in Hallifax please call me mom.)
== Professional Girl Gamer == Yes I play games Yes I'm a girl get over it
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Oh, haha, I read it like you were saying I was misinformed too, actually! Yes losing ephs sucks but think of it as not losing an eph, but gaining a god. Silver lining!
"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."
"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."
I remember back in February when Yarith and Falmiis were bright eyed adventurers ready to make their mark in the world.
And now look at them. They grow up and get bitter so fast. *sniffle*
That tree on the left is @Hoaracle when He's smoked too many shrooms, contemplating the vastness of the universe.
The apple is cold, crisp, and sour as the juices fill your mouth. As you consume the fruit, you glimpse, for a moment, a massive, shadowy figure, Her snow-white hair framing a perfect, icy-eyed visage. Beneath you, a vast, perfect web of silken strands lies - and, for a moment, you realize that you too are part of it, weaver and strand both - and home.
Hey Twytch, you win, I don't want to play anymore while you raid while it's just me and set Glom Prime on fire.
Have fun!
Avurekhos says, "Dylara's a PvP menace in my eyes, totes rekting face."
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable. Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
Avurekhos says, "Dylara's a PvP menace in my eyes, totes rekting face."
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable. Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
But just so the rainstorm doesn't appear to be useless:
The stars in the sky burst into pale flame as they descend through the atmosphere, hurtling towards you in a beautiful and violent meteor storm. The sky and earth are alight with coruscating white fire as the scintillating meteor storm annihilates everything in its path with the unbridled power of celestial bodies colliding.
********************************************* * * * * * M E T E O R S T O R M H I T ! * * * * * *********************************************
[6923/7300|93%|100%|0/89%][Joule] 03:19:29.880 A translucent spider scuttles into the undergrowth. [6923/7300|93%|100%|0/89%][Joule] 03:19:30.295 You bleed 15 health. [6908/7300|93%|100%|0/89%][Joule] 03:19:30.314(-15h, 0.2%) A ritual zodiac circle drawn in salt is blown away by the wind, dispersing into the air. [6908/7300|93%|100%|0/89%][Joule] 03:19:30.731 A bulbous spider scourges you with its jointed limbs. [6762/7300|93%|100%|1/89%][Joule] 03:19:32.433(-146h, 2.0%) The continuous pitter-patter of rain extinguishes the fire here with a sizzle. [6835/7300|94%|100%|1/89%][Joule] 03:19:33.937(+73h, 1.0%, +88m, 1.0%) A furry tarantula slinks out to the southwest.
Avurekhos says, "Dylara's a PvP menace in my eyes, totes rekting face."
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable. Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
So you dropped meteors on empty rooms to start a fire, she raised nexus storm, so you killed loyals instead, and are....denying you were starting fires in the first place? I'm confused.
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He's pretty fabulous, but not fabulously visible.
Ephemeral
== Professional Girl Gamer ==
Yes I play games
Yes I'm a girl
get over it
== Professional Girl Gamer ==
Yes I play games
Yes I'm a girl
get over it
== Professional Girl Gamer ==
Yes I play games
Yes I'm a girl
get over it
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable.
Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable.
Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
hurtling towards you in a beautiful and violent meteor storm. The sky and earth are
alight with coruscating white fire as the scintillating meteor storm annihilates
everything in its path with the unbridled power of celestial bodies colliding.
*********************************************
* *
* *
* M E T E O R S T O R M H I T ! *
* *
* *
*********************************************
[6923/7300|93%|100%|0/89%][Joule] 03:19:29.880
A translucent spider scuttles into the undergrowth.
[6923/7300|93%|100%|0/89%][Joule] 03:19:30.295
You bleed 15 health.
[6908/7300|93%|100%|0/89%][Joule] 03:19:30.314(-15h, 0.2%)
A ritual zodiac circle drawn in salt is blown away by the wind, dispersing into the
air.
[6908/7300|93%|100%|0/89%][Joule] 03:19:30.731
A bulbous spider scourges you with its jointed limbs.
[6762/7300|93%|100%|1/89%][Joule] 03:19:32.433(-146h, 2.0%)
The continuous pitter-patter of rain extinguishes the fire here with a sizzle.
[6835/7300|94%|100%|1/89%][Joule] 03:19:33.937(+73h, 1.0%, +88m, 1.0%)
A furry tarantula slinks out to the southwest.
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable.
Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.