You say, "The aetherplex is the merchant teleport."
You say, "We'll get to that later."
You say, "Now, you also have use of PORTALS."
Peachius disappears in a flash of light, teleporting by the power of the Gods.
You say, "Up to the tenth circle, at lea-."
Edit: Awwr
You tell Peachius, the Prodigal Pantaloon, "You can READ SIGN to see what it says."
Peachius tells you, "North, east and south."
You tell Peachius, the Prodigal Pantaloon, "Try out using your new emote skills on Spindle and Bobbin. They are in the room with you. WHO HERE shows who is there."
You tell Peachius, the Prodigal Pantaloon, "Try emoting at them to ask them how to get to Gaudiguch!"
Peachius tells you, "Done, with a say inside a em. ."
You tell Peachius, the Prodigal Pantaloon, "Oh very fancy!"
Peachius tells you, "Showing them how good you taught me. "
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SylandraJoin Queue for Mafia GamesThe Last Mafia Game
Casually checking cltells when...
6 ) 2017/03/06 20:07:19 - Phoebus: "Lol sylandra why are you a protector in symph."
7 ) 2017/03/06 20:07:49 - Phoebus: "What are you protecting."
"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."
******************** OPERATING THE SERENWILDE LIFT ********************
1. Pull the rope to summon the lift if it is not already in position.
2. When the lift reaches your floor, enter the lift.
3. Pull the lever to close the doors and move the lift.
Note that the lever and ropes will NOT work if the lift is in motion at the time.
Occasional failures of the rope and pulley system have been known to occur, but rest assured it is only a fifty foot drop to the forest floor!
I've never noticed this before, made me chuckle!!
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EveriineWise Old Swordsbird / BrontaurIndianapolis, IN, USA
What is that from? It doesn't look familiar.
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.
On rare occasion, it has actually indeed failed (the Igasho gets tired and wipes his brow while the elevator crashes down and kills whoever is inside iirc).
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EveriineWise Old Swordsbird / BrontaurIndianapolis, IN, USA
I know where the elevator is--the operator is Cataka's brother. And wow, I've never seen the elevator crash! Must be spectacular .
I mean, where can I find the actual text Anita quoted?
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.
politics arthar'rt *******************POLITICS OF THE ARTHAR'RT OBSERVATORY******************* Sphere of Influence: Village Leaders: A platter of assorted cheeses Serenwilde: Neutral Glomdoring: Neutral Celest: Neutral Magnagora: Neutral Gaudiguch: Neutral Hallifax: Neutral ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Thank you. Your report has been submitted as bug #17295.
Posting bugs on the forums is discouraged. Also, I'll have you know that cheese platters make darn fine items to propose marriage with.
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.
There's a sign right next to the lift, you never saw that?
Nope.
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.
(Fire Hogwash): Hezbit (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Xypher is the guy that you take to your child's birthday party so he can make balloon animals, but keep an eye on so as not to make sure he doesn't try making balloon animals out of the children."
Message #2433 sent by Shintar (received: 2017/03/09 10:15:54)
//While drinking beer, trying to relax from workday, and make a backpack, since it decayed.
You sent the following message to Shintar: ((I believe in you. Sew like a pro. You got this
You sent the following message to Shintar: ((<---- Best mentor ever
Shintar tells you, "//I sew got this. You could even seam e'doing it. I really cut to the thread on that pun. Certainly threaded the needle on the line between tolerable and cringeworthy, generous PRICK that I am, and thimble you can do about it."
You tell Initiate Shintar, "((Your mind is warped."
Message #2435 sent by Shintar (received: 2017/03/09 10:43:17)
//Sorry, I guess I just missed the weft of it. Simply woof'd right over my head in the shuttle.
You sent the following message to Shintar: ((It's fine. Sometimes my words can be tangled. Not to needle you, but you DID manage to complete that pack, right? You don't need me to pull any strings to get you help?
Shintar tells you, "//I managed to draw the strings together myself, knot to mention how I managed to stitch myself up before picking my way out."
You tell Initiate Shintar, "((Impressive. Truly, you are a cut above my other proteges. And you did it in less than a Weave! I'm sew proud!"
Shintar tells you, "Need a hand to dive to find a shark."
You tell Initiate Shintar, "Ah, let me just train your beast."
You tell Initiate Shintar, "Sure. Here I come."
You teleport along the aether strands to Shintar.
Shintar hands over the reins of a large, brown mare with a white mane to you, and she nuzzles up against you.
You lay a hand gently on a large, brown mare with a white mane's shoulder and let your knowledge of how to deepsea dive pass between you and your beast.
You hand over the reins of a large, brown mare with a white mane to Shintar, and she nuzzles up against him.
You tell Initiate Shintar, "Still have dive?"
Shintar tells you, "Yes."
You tell Initiate Shintar, "Woo! I'm clever!"
You tell Initiate Shintar, "Have fun!"
Shintar tells you, "You did the thang!"
You cheer wildly!
You tug upon the aether strands around you, searching for one that connects to the Aetherplex Chamber.
Shintar has been cut down by a hammerhead shark.
You see the death occur at Bondero Bay.
Shintar has been torn to shreds by a hammerhead shark.
You see the death occur at Bondero Bay.
You teleport along the aether strands to the Aetherplex Chamber. (teleport)
Shintar tells you, "Nice."
You tell Initiate Shintar, "...well, I didn't say what would happen once you got the skill."
"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."
Message #2441 sent by Danquik (received: 2017/03/10 00:04:58)
// just cause you have a warped humour like me I am making you retain this in your messages for all time --- In 472, a crack commando unit was formed in Gaudiguch by the laymen on the streets to counter the governments rules and laws. These men and women promptly set out across the Basin to dole out punishment against the enslavers of free people everywhere. Today, still hated by the governments in Lusternia they survive as negotiators with anger issues. If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them....maybe you can hire The Goonsquad.
(Southern Comfort): You say, "Is shuyin mr t."
(Southern Comfort): Danquik says, "You bettah pity the foo'!"
Gaslight Tremula, on Wings Of Flame says, "Flame dancing seems to be a trust between the pyromancer and the medium of their art. Once you are fireproofed, a flame's kiss feels like a puppy's tongue, or a silky ribbon. It follows your motions eagerly, and you trust the natural instinct you have gained from watching fire dance to guide your motions and bring it about into a natural display."
You have emoted: Breandryn's jaw drops slightly as she slowly sways entranced by the words. "How do you become fireproofed?" she whispers, captivated. "I...I want to be fireproof..."
Holding out her hands, Gaslight Tremula, on Wings Of Flame says to you, "Give me your arm, dear."
You have emoted: Breandryn blinks, drawn out of captivated stare at the fire to look to Tremula. After a moment she blushes, words registering, and extends an arm, hand shaking just enough to reveal her nervousness.
Gently, Tremula reaches her hands forward and runs her palms along your arm, the fires sparking a bit as they touch but never singing the flesh there as she quickly moves her hands up and down the exposed flesh. After a moment of this she removes her hands, watching the tiny flames die with satisfaction before turning to Farlaris. "Archmage, would you like to test it on her hand?"
Farlaris nods his head at Tremula.
Farlaris holds out a small flame near Tirah's arms glowing very brightly.
[OOC] Xenthos wants you to know, "Bardiche. Apply directly to the forehead. Bardiche. Apply directly to the forehead. Bardiche. Apply directly to the forehead." Isn't that reason enough to vote?
Finally got that sweet, sweet amnesty to Glomdoring. Woo! I can wander safely!
You step into an archway of thorns and are whisked to the Glomdoring.
Among the twilight trees. (Glomdoring Forest.)
An archway of thorns rises up from the ground. A rowan sapling clings tenaciously to the ground here. A shadow hawk flutters about here, its eyes piercingly cold.
You see a single exit leading south.
Oh, hey, since I'm here... They'll never notice.... >_>
You rake a shadow hawk across the throat with your claws.
A shadow hawk's throat is ripped out and he drops in a pool of blood.
You have slain a shadow hawk.
A bit of shadowy essence tumbles out of a shadow hawk.
You suddenly scoop up the corpse of a shadow hawk.
You pick up a bit of shadowy essence.
Oh yeah. I'm so good at this. Sneaky like a total ninj--
A rain of leaves. (Glomdoring Forest.)
The loud, echoing caw of crows permeates the air, filling the area with a feeling of dread from a war shrine of Viravain nearby. Standing here in a pulsating red mist, Glumki Thorneye, the King of the Redcaps eyes his surroundings balefully through ruby eyes. There are 2 Daughters of Night here. A mature blackthorn tree stands proudly here.
You see a single exit leading north.
A Daughter of Night exclaims, "Think Mother Night has forgotten your transgressions, Breandryn! I think not!"
A Daughter of Night exclaims, "Think Mother Night has forgotten your transgressions, Breandryn! I think not!"
A Daughter of Night opens her mouth and a terrible shriek issues forth from her throat, causing painful reverberations in your mind.
Slowly, the red mist surrounding Glumki Thorneye, King of the Redcaps begins to pulsate and expand, before imploding in on itself, unleashing a concussive force that threatens to rip the area apart.
You have been slain by Glumki Thorneye, King of the Redcaps.
Busted. Busted so hard. NO MERCY FAI OURESSENCES!!!!
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.
(Fire Hogwash): Steingrim (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Riding on the Skarsh, I've got my hat - on, I've got my boots - dusty. I've got my saddle On my beast. He's called....T-t-t-t-t-trigger Of course. I wanna be a minstrel and you can be a minstrel. I wanna be a minstrel and you can be a minstrel. I wanna be a minstrel. (woman's voice) Riding on the Skarsh, Following my man. His name is Noth, Can you believe that? Camping on the skarsh. Plays havoc with my hair. Makes me feel quite dirty, Though we all do dirty sometimes. Looking like a hero, mandolin at my side, Chewing my cactus weeeeeeeeed and feeling mighty fine. Out on the horizon, I see a puff of smoke. Lucidians on the warpath, (Lucidian voice) Lizard man speak-em with forked tongue. I wanna be a minstrel and you can be a minstrel I wanna be a minstrel. My name is Noth, And one day I'll be the Thousandfold's moth yo yo."
Comments
Edit: Awwr
Whatever happens after that, this just made me giggle in advance.
1. Pull the rope to summon the lift if it is not already in position.
2. When the lift reaches your floor, enter the lift.
3. Pull the lever to close the doors and move the lift.
Note that the lever and ropes will NOT work if the lift is in motion at
the time.
Occasional failures of the rope and pulley system have been known to
occur, but rest assured it is only a fifty foot drop to the forest
floor!
I've never noticed this before, made me chuckle!!
I mean, where can I find the actual text Anita quoted?
*******************POLITICS OF THE ARTHAR'RT OBSERVATORY*******************
Sphere of Influence:
Village Leaders: A platter of assorted cheeses
Serenwilde: Neutral
Glomdoring: Neutral
Celest: Neutral
Magnagora: Neutral
Gaudiguch: Neutral
Hallifax: Neutral
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Thank you. Your report has been submitted as bug #17295.
Nope.
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A centaur hunter blinks and shuffles about impatiently.
Amidst the creaking of boughs, a contemplative melody of bells rings out, consecrating the autumnal
equinox.
A fierce timberwolf blinks and shuffles about impatiently.
Urdnot blinks and shuffles about impatiently.
You look skeptical and say to Urdnot, "I can't influence you."
Urdnot pauses briefly as though considering what you said.
You give a trillingly melodic laugh.
The corners of Urdnot's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.
Urdnot gives a carved pile of luggage to you.
You blink.
Urdnot sight damatically and searches his pockets, looking for something to give you.
[All this happened in between helping Middie and clan talks, made my morning]
*** You have 378 unread message(s). ***
Guess whose powerstones decayed~
"What?" Farlaris asks curiously.
Well, that is 258 burps I wish I hadn't been aware of.
Tonight amidst the mountaintops
And endless starless night
Singing how the wind was lost
Before an earthly flight
Noooo.
Oh, hey, since I'm here... They'll never notice.... >_>
You pick up a bit of shadowy essence.
Oh yeah. I'm so good at this. Sneaky like a total ninj--
Busted. Busted so hard. NO MERCY FAI OURESSENCES!!!!
>_<
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.
While hunting on astral:
An efflorescent celestial tells you, "Breandryn loves the entire world."
This is pretty much accurate
(The referenced song, by the way:)