QUOTES 8: THE QUOTING

Eodh

Arcanis said:

Ayisdra said:

Arcanis said:

The amount of power wasted by celest just for marking their 'territory' by flooding random areas....must be staggering.

We live in the days were power is easily generated. 'wasting' 100% power is nothing. It can talk all of ~30ish mins to make back.

30 mins to restore 100% power? Either you're suckling on a nexus or I dont know what.

1) Empower Earth Lords (they all are, this IG year, )

2) Bash Earth (37 essence, if you get all the grubs and gargoyles), bash half of another Elemental plane (let's say 15 essence)

3) Put essence in Megalith ( (37+15)*5 = 260 power)

That's around 30 minutes of bashing, netting more than enough power for 100% reserves.

EDIT: quoting mechanics for the forum are confusing

Shonjir

This large box has five wide slots carved deep into the thick solid granite and a long black
obsidian lever attached the side. The box itself is extremely heavy and has no lid or way to open
the container of any sort while a scrolling line has been tediously engraved into the hard stone,
decorating each edge of the cubic box.
First Slot:  5
Second Slot: 4
Third Slot:  5
Fourth Slot: 2
Fifth Slot:  5
It weighs about 312 pounds.
It has the following aliases: box.
 
You say, "Twenty yes?"
 
You wag your tail happily.
 
Sealbearer Kiradawea Startail says, "Yes."
 
You say, "Oh."
 
You look about yourself, rubbing your chin thoughtfully.
 
Kiradawea looks up into the air for divine inspiration.
 
Sealbearer Kiradawea Startail says, "This isn't correct."
 
You have emoted: Shonjir flicks his ears back.

Kiradawea takes a small stone token from the second slot.

Kiradawea gives a small stone token to you.
 
Sealbearer Kiradawea Startail says, "It needs a three."


Wow, much math fail lol. @Kiradawea to the rescue

Tremula

This is how power creation works as of approximately 2.43 yesterday.

@Taevyn says, "Tremula, go make power."

Tremula goes and links nodes. One link = 10 power. 30 minutes in, I've created between 270-360 power.

Tremula goes down to Celestia.

@Lorah, Tremula, and Taevyn all have free links and in half an hour I can do it again.

Sylandra

(Ad-Hoc): Tekora says, "Sylandraaaaa."

 

(Ad-Hoc): Tekora says, "I need a fancy ASCII design for my invitationssss."

(Ad-Hoc): You say, "Idk how to ASCII."

(Ad-Hoc): You say, "GRATS THO ON YOUR NUPTIALS."

(Ad-Hoc): Tekora says, "Gasp."

(Ad-Hoc): Tekora says, "Aren't you the one who always sends Ixion those cute love letters tho?"

Whoever started this rumor: I love you. :-*

Chirbo

It's a collective of people.

(Including Ixion)

Donato

Sylandra said:

(Ad-Hoc): Tekora says, "Sylandraaaaa."

 

(Ad-Hoc): Tekora says, "I need a fancy ASCII design for my invitationssss."

(Ad-Hoc): You say, "Idk how to ASCII."

(Ad-Hoc): You say, "GRATS THO ON YOUR NUPTIALS."

(Ad-Hoc): Tekora says, "Gasp."

(Ad-Hoc): Tekora says, "Aren't you the one who always sends Ixion those cute love letters tho?"

Whoever started this rumor: I love you. :-*

http://www.oocities.org/spunk1111/indexjava.htm

Great ASCII art.

Tekora

As per @Kiradawea 's Rave, I made WEDDING INVITATIONS.

http://pastebin.com/PR5gATY4

Donato

Tekora said:

As per @Kiradawea 's Rave, I made WEDDING INVITATIONS.

http://pastebin.com/PR5gATY4

Gee I wonder why.

Tekora

Donato said:

Tekora said:

As per @Kiradawea 's Rave, I made WEDDING INVITATIONS.

http://pastebin.com/PR5gATY4

Gee I wonder why.

Because I forgot! Honestly! I've literally sent out about 45 invites so far, and I'm sure I've still missed more!   (

Donato

Don't worry, people who focus more on why they weren't invited and not on the joyous occasion instead are not people you need in your life!

Xeria

while i LOVE being invited to events like this, i often have nothing particularly scintillating to add to the event. i enjoy the event better as an event log. it does not matter if i was present or not .All the awkard pauses have edited out, and none of the scramble for something witty to say shows, nor any of the typos.

@Tekora please post the eventlog of your wedding!

(p.s It's Hallifax! I have high expectations.)

Sylandra

Xeria said:

(p.s It's Hallifax! I have high expectations.)

Sorry, nothing will outdo my disconnecting during the Sylaraius wedding. B-)

Xeria

@Sylandra have an event log?

Daraius

I know she does because she's strategically deployed some of my own quotes against me to great effect. ">

Sylandra

Boom.

Shaddus

World shattering critical kiss.

Xeria

and when irillia agreed to be your child!

Shaddus

Xeria Tarsuhl asks you, "Hrrrm...can I trust you?"

Xeria

@Shaddus

Donato

Shedrin

Zvoltz, the Father of Storms
crackles with confined energy, His form flickering and fading along the edges. He wields the mighty
hammer, Ays Onid in His left hand and a metallic, silver-grey cat in His right.

Hmm.

Shaddus

Shedrin said:

Zvoltz, the Father of Storms
crackles with confined energy, His form flickering and fading along the edges. He wields the mighty
hammer, Ays Onid in His left hand and a metallic, silver-grey cat in His right.

Hmm.

So many jokes I could make, so little time. Meh.

Tylwyth

He's supposed to have the cat in his Right hand.

Tylwyth

You portal to Butterscotch Palace.

An immense hall draped with raucous festival hues.

There are 11 cushioned chairs of claret hues here. Standing here is an exquisite table. A hanging 

silver chandelier with spun sugar beads casts light merrily about the room. A vivid kouseki blossom 

sconce clings gaily to the wall here, casting out a soft, warm amber glow. Stretching from wall to 

wall, a cream-hued carpet provides lush comfort underfoot, streaks of bright gold adding a touch of 

swirling elegance. There are 14 garlic-stuffed mushroom platters with blue cheese and red peppers 

here. There are 37 flatbread platters of goat's cheese and green garlic olives here. There are 26 

laden platters of roasted lamb sandwiches here. There are 51 refreshing vegetarian platters here. 

There are 24 platters of orange peppercorn cheese logs here. There are 31 steaming platters of bar 

snacks here. There are 34 swan lake platters here. There are 138 platters of sauteed beef with 

vegetables and rice here. There are 12 bountiful platters of baklava here. There are 29 bowls of 

spicy seafood gumbo here. There are 78 spicy chicken and cheese soups here. There are 90 bacon-

wrapped, cream cheese-filled pepper kabobs here. There are 29 kabobs of balsamic-glazed figs wrapped 

in bacon here. There are 34 gingerbread cup cakes with cardamom cream cheese frosting here. There 

are 31 craggy, mountainous fudge cakes capped with snowy sugar here. There are 46 smoky cheesecakes 

here. There are 40 spun-sugar kouseki cup cakes with ginger and toffee here. There are 38 roseate, 

snow-frosted butterfly cakes here. There are 24 funnel cakes coated in powdered sugar here. There 

are 28 vicious monster cakes here. There are 28 lusciously iced red velvet funnel cakes here. There 

are 43 six-tiered cakes of Crumkindivian pride here. There are 61 plate of chicken cordon bleu rolls 

here. There are 38 plate of chickens albanese here. There are 98 rare steaks here. There are 40 

vibrant sunset ice cream sparkling with golden sugars here. There are 36 frothy azure ice cream with 

sugary sea pearls here. There are 27 slice of cherry pies here. There are 33 chili and prickly pear 

ice creams here. There are 50 bowl of cinnamon and banana icecreams here. There are 14 bowls of 

peach pie ice cream here. There are 76 turkey cranberry-marjoram sandwiches here. There are 21 

bottles here. There are 91 shot glasses here. A plump donut drizzled with sticky caramel lies on a 

tiny plate here. There are 68 fire-broiled shrimps on skewers here. There are 46 platters bearing an 

autumnal turkey feast here. Smoke curling from her nostrils, a pure black nightmare paws impatiently 

at the black clouds roiling beneath her hooves. There are 34 platters of assorted goat milk cheeses 

here. There are 19 platters of barbequed phoenix here. There are 20 large platters of bacon wrapped 

steaks here. A meandering river spirit flows languidly about the area. Dartae Thumou Tremula, Hae 

Aphonae lingers nearby with a serene calm, flickering motes of starlight playing along her form. She 

wields an origami tea cup in her left hand. Quartermaster Bandeon Ladyn sits here upon a cushioned 

chair of claret hues, wreathed in shifting mandalas and etheric fractals. He wields a shot glass in 

his left hand. Pancake Shortstack Subotai Ysav'rai, Avatar of Pleasure sways unsteadily here, echoes 

of festival music and boisterous revelry filling the air as he strives to remain upright. He wields 

an ornate iron stein in his left hand and a magic spatula in his right. Xeria Tarsuhl is here, 

shrouded. Unblooded Pureza is here. A tall, willowy figure resplendent in pristine white plumage is 

here, warbling an enchanting hymn. Lacunadhel sits here upon a cushioned chair of claret hues, 

pondering thoughtfully. She wields an opulent indigo viola carved with elegant silver flourishes in 

her left hand. 

WOot!

Shaddus

Crumkane Clan ain't nothin' to $%^& with.

Eodh

You can feed a third world country with that haul.

EDIT: Or a single American family.

Xeria

someone walked off with 150 platters and there was still enough leftovers to feed the rest of the active players.

Eodh

Some player-made food actually gets me hungry IRL. Those descriptive paragraphs are good.

Xeria

Selection of foods served at the feast!


You consume a roseate, snow-frosted butterfly cake leisurely, enjoying every bite.
Breaking off a piece of the butterfly's sugar-spun wings, you crunch
through the delicate sugar with ease. The cake, in contrast, has been
baked without fat, and as such it is pure white in colour and remarkably
airy and light; each bite melts in the mouth. Delicately flavoured with
vanilla seeds, the cake is a confection of simple flavours, and the
snowy dusting of sugar on top provides a subtle sweetness.


Bright red barbeque sauce smothers this large wooden platter of
barbequed phoenix. The large piece of phoenix has been cut into small
bite size pieces, save the large wings. The two large wings have been
artfully arranged around the smaller pieces of the bird, the crispy tips
hanging over the edge of the large platter. A large wooden cup of extra
barbeque sauce rests in the centre of the platter, in case the eater
wants extra spice. The wooden platter has been painted to resemble the
pyramids of Gaudiguch, bright red and gold.
It has 22 months of usefulness left.
It weighs about 1 pounds and 14 ounce(s).
It bears the distinctive mark of Pancake Shortstack Subotai Ysav'rai, Avatar of Pleasure.
It has been stamped with the seal of Indentured Shulamit Cooking Cartel.
It has the following aliases: platter.

You tentatively stick out your tongue and lick a platter of barbequed phoenix.
Taking a quick nibble on one of the phoenix wings, your mouth is filled with the spicy taste of
barbeque sauce.

You consume a platter of barbequed phoenix leisurely, enjoying every bite.
Picking up one of the larger hunks of barbequed phoenix, you dip it into the bright red sauce.
Popping the entire piece into your mouth, your eyes water slightly as the heat from the sauce
overwhelms you for a moment. You quickly begin to eat the rest of the barbequed phoenix, the tears
caused by the heat lessening as you eat more. Finishing the chunks of phoenix off, you proceed to
suck on the large phoenix wings, before happily throwing the bones and wooden platter away once you
have eaten the last meaty bits off of the wings


You tentatively stick out your tongue and lick a lusciously iced red velvet funnel cake.
Dragging your finger through the gooey icing upon the funnel cake, you place it into your mouth and
are able to savour the mingling flavours of warm powdered sugar and sweetened cream cheese.

You consume a lusciously iced red velvet funnel cake leisurely, enjoying every bite.
Beginning to devour this sweet treat, you pick apart the small swirls of
funnel cake quickly with your fingers and each bite is an enjoyable
experience. The mild buttermilk flavour of the crimson confection blends
marvellously with the sweetened cream cheese icing and sprinking of warm
sugar. After what seems to be a very brief amount of time the cake is
gone, leaving behind only remnants of icing and sugar behind on the
plate which you promptly discard.


You tentatively stick out your tongue and lick a craggy, mountainous fudge cake capped with snowy
sugar.
Taking a nibble of the topmost peak, you taste vanilla fudge with a sharp, sour cherry tang.

You quickly devour a craggy, mountainous fudge cake capped with snowy sugar.
You start at the top, biting off the top of the tallest peak in one
large mouthful. The fudge icing is thick and melting in the mouth and
delightfully sweet, flavoured richly with vanilla. It balances the dense
fruit cake inside, matching the chewy crumb and crunch of almonds with
silky smoothness and sweetening the tang of sour cherry. The rest of the
craggy peaks disappear in a few more bites, leaving you to work your way
through the centre of the mountain. Resting near the heart is a
surprise: a hidden vein of crumbly fudge flavoured with almonds. The
texture is different again, and the mildly sweet, pleasantly bland taste
is a welcome change from the stronger flavour combinations that surround
it.


You tentatively stick out your tongue and lick a gingerbread cup cake with cardamom cream cheese
frosting.
You nibble the corner of this smallish cup cake. The taste of gingerbread mingles nicely with the
cardamom in the icing, and you can't help but smile and think of the holidays.

You eat a gingerbread cup cake with cardamom cream cheese frosting with gusto.
You take a small bite of the cup cake, and the taste of gingerbread hits you like a refreshing wave.
As you edge into the layer of icing, you are surprised at the hint of cardamom and lemon which
mingles within, going quite well with the cake itself. Each bite is as warm and tasty as the last,
until you come to the end of the cup cake and sigh in contentment.


You tentatively stick out your tongue and lick a spun-sugar kouseki cup cake with ginger and toffee.
A lick of the frosting fills your mouth with lemon-flavoured sweetness.

You quickly devour a spun-sugar kouseki cup cake with ginger and toffee.
Peeling back the paper case, you bite deeply into the confection,
receiving a mouthful of airy, ginger-spiced cake stuffed with chewy
toffee pieces. The thick, sand-coloured frosting is lightly flavoured
with lemon, the citrus subtly cutting through the extreme sweetness.
Shards of crimson spun sugar crunch in your mouth as you continue to
eat, the tiny kouseki blossoms disappearing one by one until nothing is
left.


You tentatively stick out your tongue and lick a vicious monster cake.
You break off a piece of the icing eyebrow and pop it into your mouth. The almost too strong taste
of sugar floods your tongue as you suck the icing until it is no more.

You quickly devour a vicious monster cake.
You wrench the cake's stick arms from its flesh and toss them to the side as they are of no use to
you, then do the same with the fruit features. Instead of throwing the teeth and eyebrows away, you
begin to suck them and lick them. The eyebrows taste like nothing more than sugar, but the teeth
have hints of tart lemon. Soon they are gone and you are left with wooden sticks which join the arms
on the ground. With a bloodthirsty abandon, you cruelly dig your fingers into the monster's cake
body, tear it in half and begin to devour it. The sweet taste of coconut cake and sugar delights
your palate and leaves you wanting more when it is all gone.


You tentatively stick out your tongue and lick a six-tiered cake of Crumkindivian pride.
You pluck a single, tiny gingerbread man from somewhere upon the cake, using the doomed figure to
scoop a heap of icing before delivering him to a merciless end. Though tasty, the sample only
further exaggerates the sheer size of the cake before you, and all those pieces left to try.

You eat a six-tiered cake of Crumkindivian pride with gusto.
Unsure where to begin, you scrape a bit of icing from the cake's lowest
tier. Mildly sweet, the buttercream borrows a bit of flavour from the
marble cake beneath as well as the generous brown sugar crammed atop it.
You continue upwards, sampling rock candy, gummy fish and peppermint
sticks, barely allowing yourself a breath as you devour lollipop flags
and peep after sweet peep. Before you know it, the whole of the massive
cake is gone, leaving you with only a smeared platter and stray limbs of
gingerbread people which you promptly discard in equal satisfaction and
shame.

Donato

Xeria said:

someone walked off with 150 platters and there was still enough leftovers to feed the rest of the active players.