The hands on a shadow-streaked watch read midnight. The phase of the moon is the Waxing Gibbous.
In your world, it is 2016/12/15 14:36:32.
The hands on a shadow-streaked watch read midnight. In your world, it is 2016/12/15 14:45:39.
You shout, "Behold, a perpetual midnight. Mother Night gifts us all with an extended view of her beauty!"
The hands on a shadow-streaked watch read midnight. In your world, it is 2016/12/15 15:10:19.
(Notice how the phase of the Moon disappeared from my TIME? Not something affecting anyone else I spoke to)
(clan) @Tacita says, "Clearly you personally ascended Night so much for yourself that Moon isgone."
I performed the epic earlier, so I'm personally taking credit for over-empowering Night and making perpetual midnight. You are all welcome *smugly wipes off hands* Down with Mother Moon!
Edit: The Moon disappeared from my TIME because I was indoors and...yeah...derp. But still! Endless midnight muahaha. 2 hours later, still going strong!
(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "Edith."
(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "Learning begins with the self. I charge you to preach My name." Raucous corvine laughter sounds out from the canopies of the surrounding forest, echoing eerily through the Wyrden Wood. *baptized*
The Incorporated Lettered House of Shevat is liable to descend into obscurity without involving itself more in the goings on of the Basin of Life. The House has performed approximately 0% of the work it must do to stay in the mouths of town gossips.
Few minutes later:
The Incorporated Lettered House of Shevat has done great things this year and it has not gone unnoticed by the general populace of the Basin of Life.
You know, I've always wondered how the houses are dropping into obscurity but still gossiped about.
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.
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You know, I've always wondered how the houses are dropping into obscurity but still gossiped about.
Hmm, gossiping about their obscurity? "Have you even heard of House Shevat?" "Oh my! How obscure they must be!" "I bet no one important ever talks about them." "Indubitably."
"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."
You know, I've always wondered how the houses are dropping into obscurity but still gossiped about.
Well, you're trying to stay -in- the mouths of the gossips, not out.
I have been misreading that for years.
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.
1. @Ashtariel should have become Dreadform and had a battle of wills and succeeded becoming the best wargod ever. 2. @Zvoltz should have had a dance off with Dreadform to distract it while @Mysrai dealt with the Void. 3. A sapling AKA baby @Hoaracle should have risen from the ashes of the total battle.
The beginning of yesterdays event thingie looked so much like Maylea was coming back and I got all super excited and I was all squealing and then... sadness
The beginning of yesterdays event thingie looked so much like Maylea was coming back and I got all super excited and I was all squealing and then... sadness
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.
I was enemied to Hallifax for a BS reason, by you. I personally have always been fond of Hallifax, but you made me an enemy. Your complaints are a result of your own actions.
It is a lot easier playing nice in the sandbox than making new enemies, especially while questing.
People knowingly interfering with quests and then acting condescending about it.
Fighting against the mechanics of quests in this game is already hard enough without needing to fight other players as well.
True fact: At the end of my run for the Halli epic quest, the mesa compound phase, was being trolled/roflstomped in quest mechanics and mobs by [redacted] non-Gaudis (who refused to stop despite ooc begging on tells), this went on for at least 12+ hours, Maellio and I had been on all night. We were both sleep deprived, and I was legit crying by dawn irl. Eventually got some help and what felt like a hail mary pass, but that's a hell I wouldn't wish on anyone.
I'm a consent-based roleplayer! Kindly ask first, and I will return the favour. Open to developing tinyplots. Atlantis is my client of choice! (Guide)
You must mean like how when I was doing my Epic, Hallifax players were doing the quest to keep the dracnari encampment killed off. I would attribute it as a one off, but it has happened to everyone I have seen doing their Epic in Gaudiguch.
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Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
Signature!
Also, that essence for sale on market today was super tempting... I just want secondtradeskill
Though I suppose it could be without coning.
Vive l'apostrophe!
It always seems to be leo drained so quickly, recently anyway.
The phase of the moon is the Waxing Gibbous.
In your world, it is 2016/12/15 14:36:32.
The hands on a shadow-streaked watch read midnight.
In your world, it is 2016/12/15 14:45:39.
You shout, "Behold, a perpetual midnight. Mother Night gifts us all with an extended view of her beauty!"
The hands on a shadow-streaked watch read midnight.
In your world, it is 2016/12/15 15:10:19.
(Notice how the phase of the Moon disappeared from my TIME? Not something affecting anyone else I spoke to)
(clan) @Tacita says, "Clearly you personally ascended Night so much for yourself that Moon isgone."
I performed the epic earlier, so I'm personally taking credit for over-empowering Night and making perpetual midnight. You are all welcome *smugly wipes off hands* Down with Mother Moon!
Edit: The Moon disappeared from my TIME because I was indoors and...yeah...derp. But still! Endless midnight muahaha. 2 hours later, still going strong!
Raucous corvine laughter sounds out from the canopies of the surrounding forest, echoing eerily through the Wyrden Wood.
*baptized*
Vive l'apostrophe!
Few minutes later:
The Incorporated Lettered House of Shevat has done great things this year and it has not gone unnoticed by the general populace of the Basin of Life.
You will not keep us down >:(
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.
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
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.
2. @Zvoltz should have had a dance off with Dreadform to distract it while @Mysrai dealt with the Void.
3. A sapling AKA baby @Hoaracle should have risen from the ashes of the total battle.
(His name is Nanuk)
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
Fighting against the mechanics of quests in this game is already hard enough without needing to fight other players as well.
I was enemied to Hallifax for a BS reason, by you. I personally have always been fond of Hallifax, but you made me an enemy. Your complaints are a result of your own actions.
It is a lot easier playing nice in the sandbox than making new enemies, especially while questing.
I'm a consent-based roleplayer! Kindly ask first, and I will return the favour. Open to developing tinyplots.
Atlantis is my client of choice! (Guide)