Being familiar with the way my dogs kiss, the tongue goes directly up the nose, while they look pleadingly into your eyes, as if entreating you desperately to allow them to lick your tonsils as well. Okay, so one of my dogs is a lech, I don't let him near my face.
"You are so much bigger than you think you are," She says, fervently. "You are a beacon of hope that shines through the world with every step you take. You are My beacon, Gabriella, and you shine even into the darkest of nightmares."
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The air sparkles with silver motes of light as a silken voice says, "You will see growth and strength where others will see weakness. You will walk with Us as a paragon of Serenwilde's power, for you have already walked this path before."
All five dolls of a set interact, but in different ways. I believe the different generator dolls from Hallifax, when together, can make an ASCII 3D shape if you have them all ingame.
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.
Hrm. Now I want to design a throne made from the same material.
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.
Voluminous waves frame his face in a crystallised mane of pure white, uncombed and wild as the aslaran of the plains so oft are seen wearing theirs. Silver tendrils snake throughout the feather- soft strands and petite snow blossoms peek from within, their cold diamond centres reflecting fractal patterns upon the velvety, alabaster petals that resemble wintry stars.
...what aslaran? What plains?
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.
Lorah twirls a white-gold angelic tahto staff elegantly, then drives it into Arcanis's chest with all his might. A sudden spasm of pain jolts Arcanis as his frail heart explodes in his chest. He twitches helplessly on the ground before falling still in the calm repose of death.
Arcanis has been slain by Lorah.
You gasp with the realisation that Lorah has reached the level of 5th Rank of the Infinite.
Arcanis drops the corpse of Lanikai the Sea Hag.
Arcanis drops a stalk of faeleaf.
Having been too much for the mortal threads of Arcanis, he screams in agony as flames engulf his body and burn it to a
crisp.
The way I see this in my head is really cool. Polevault -> Instakill.
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It was me.
You suddenly scoop up a swarm of buzzing bees.
You begin to wield a swarm of buzzing bees in your left hand.
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You tilt your head curiously at a rock speckled with prismatic crystals.
You say, "What is this?"
Temporal Conscript Epix says, "I have no clue."
You laughingly say, "Well, that makes two of us."
Temporal Conscript Epix says, "But it seemed intereting."
Temporal Conscript Epix says, "So i bought it."
Temporal Conscript Epix says, "From some hooded guy in a cave."
Temporal Conscript Epix says, "Not my best decision."
Voluminous waves frame his face in a crystallised mane of pure white, uncombed and wild as the
aslaran of the plains so oft are seen wearing theirs. Silver tendrils snake throughout the feather-
soft strands and petite snow blossoms peek from within, their cold diamond centres reflecting
fractal patterns upon the velvety, alabaster petals that resemble wintry stars.
...what aslaran? What plains?
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A sudden spasm of pain jolts Arcanis as his frail heart explodes in his chest. He twitches helplessly on the ground before falling still in the calm repose of death.
The way I see this in my head is really cool. Polevault -> Instakill.
I wanted to post this here but I didn't want to self quote, so thanks.
gahtiah'sho - chestpains
rakto - broken limbs, paralysed gut
rakti'ini - gut stun, broken kneecaps
rakti'sho - moderate affs
raktiah'sho - heavy affs
I like Tahtetso and the lyrical sound of their skills. Don't hate me.
edit: bomolah'sho, shattered ankles? I'm pretty sure I'm right.