(Ad-Hoc): Keegan says, "Time to raise me as VD." (Ad-Hoc): You say, "Nice." (Ad-Hoc): Keegan says, "Ty." (Ad-Hoc): You say, "I hope you mean VA." (Ad-Hoc): Alexandria says, "He wants to be a disease, let him."
"Chairwoman," Princess Setisoki states, holding up a hand in a gesture for her to stop and returning the cup. "That would be quite inappropriate. One of the males will serve me."
(Ad-Hoc): Keegan says, "Time to raise me as VD." (Ad-Hoc): You say, "Nice." (Ad-Hoc): Keegan says, "Ty." (Ad-Hoc): You say, "I hope you mean VA." (Ad-Hoc): Alexandria says, "He wants to be a disease, let him."
Indcii Oolin, Apotheosis of Innovation draws herself up proudly, puffing her chest out and proclaiming, "Science!"
Her voice firm and commanding, Terentia, the Even Bladed says to you, "You have kept your oath to Me, Parhelion. You have sworn to maintain Justice in these troubled times."
Yet if a boon be granted me, unworthy as I am, let it be for a steady hand with a clear eye and a fury most inflaming.
Gurashi tells you, "...what is funny, is ... have, ehm - what is called, when think have had experience before but having again?" Gurashi tells you, "...dijon ... mustard?" You tell Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe, "Ha, close. Why do you say that?" Gurashi tells you, "Well am having dijon mustard in this moment."
Help, cuteness overload.
"Chairwoman," Princess Setisoki states, holding up a hand in a gesture for her to stop and returning the cup. "That would be quite inappropriate. One of the males will serve me."
Wait but dijon mustard is named for a region in france
design police, arrest this bug
you have to catch me fir-- *immediately trips* I thought about it after I had already said it. Maybe it is something they invented in Delport!!
‘It’s important to be kind. You can’t know all the times that you’ve hurt people in tiny, significant ways. It’s easy to be cruel without meaning to be. There’s nothing you can do about that. But you can choose to be kind. Be kind.’
Thank you for your bold art installation 'Virgins Defiled in Red Hot Taint' which you kindly loaned to Gaudiguch's Lava Gardens earlier this weave. You have quite the eye. I'm sorry to say we had to get the Goon Squad's workmen to dismantle your arrangement and thoroughly cleanse the area with fire as the smell was upsetting the locals. Perhaps you could task Magnagora's scientists to develop a scented Taint? Lemon fresh or lavender could broaden the appeal for your work. However, I do understand if you feel it would compromise your vision. Hopefully this is not too great a blow. I absolutely look forward to future masterpieces.
Yours,
Dys Mzithrei, of the Seekers of Illumination
Got this letter in the mail, promptly laughed, someone recognized my art damn it.
Long, sweeping brushstrokes sketch out a simple, crystalline altar that stands in gentle contrast to a bright blue sky. A quintet of pigeons are roosting upon that altar as they preen, chirp, and stare off into space. The birds are strangely garbed and have striking plumage that could never be found in nature. The largest of them has wispy, insubstantial feathers that are the colour of the twilight sky. He holds a wing below its beak, as though he is deep in thought. Another pigeon has wings like a storm's clouds and lightning in his eye. He is stacking slivers of crystal with its beak, as though it wishes to build a bigger perch. The third has plumage in every colour of the rainbow, which she proudly displays as she sings to the other birds. The next bird is sitting still, with an emotionless look etched on her face, as befits a creature that is carved from pure ice. The final holy pigeon grips a short dagger in her beak, with a blade that is the same greyish blue as her feathers.
I eagerly await @Czixi's reaction to @Portius's painting.
Czixi, the Welkin murmurs, "Fight on, My Effervescent Sylph. I will be with you as you do."
Aian Lerit'r, Lead Schematicist exclaims to you, "A *paperwork* emergency, Chairman!
Wouldn't be a Portius if it wasn't just a little blasphemous.
Ah, but is it truly blasphemous? Are not birds the noblest of creatures? It is so! Then why should any god be angered by the comparison? Perhaps because pigeons are vermin? Well, that is no insult to the gods. After all, I'm not belittling them. I am elevating the pigeon. They are vermin, but they are divine vermin, far better than the rats, weevils, and lizards that those other nations have to tolerate. We're better than them, even our vermin are better than them. This painting is clearly an expression of Hallifaxian superiority over foreign cultures. You do think we're superior, don't you? Don't you, comrade?
Or some such thing. I have at least until I happen to log in at the same time as a Halligod to come up with my excuse. Beyond the actual excuse of it being funny.
Any sufficiently advanced pun is indistinguishable from comedy.
Pondering the egg, you say, "Perhaps it will know puns, too." Nightmare of the Glomdoring, Avurekhos Feyranti, Crimson Fist of Luciphage says, "The egg doesn't fall too far from the Warlord after all." Nightmare of the Glomdoring, Avurekhos Feyranti, Crimson Fist of Luciphage says, "Expect a pun if you kill someone with the wyrm." Nightmare of the Glomdoring, Avurekhos Feyranti, Crimson Fist of Luciphage says, "You have received ample warning." Nightmare of the Glomdoring, Avurekhos Feyranti, Crimson Fist of Luciphage says, "Just like me wyrming my way into another pun."
Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "Mean, like the Wyrd part. And also like bane part, but makes seem like are bane of Wyrd, so do not like that part."
Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says, "... Will remember trick when are in next Timequack yes."
You look thoughtful and say to Gurashi, "Will there be ducks...?"
Gurashi carefully pulls himself up with the aid of Bizirik. "...what? Ducks?"
Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says, "...but meant timeQUAKE, yes. Know what mean not what say, ahhhhhh."
Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "Made bump head! Boggled brain even more than is already boggled!"
A simple oaken pipe tells you, "You should get together with the Soulless Gods."
RUDE.
Her voice firm and commanding, Terentia, the Even Bladed says to you, "You have kept your oath to Me, Parhelion. You have sworn to maintain Justice in these troubled times."
Yet if a boon be granted me, unworthy as I am, let it be for a steady hand with a clear eye and a fury most inflaming.
(Ship): The Luminous Quokka says, "Nothing of interest to see here! Welcome to the command chair, Alexandria."
(Ship): You say, "Luminous Quokka, you are an absolutely charming algontherine entity."
(Ship): Nelras says, "Certainly one of the more personable ones I have had the fortune to meet."
(Ship): The Luminous Quokka says, "I like you too, Lief, I am clearing the command chair of all impairments."
Amazing beautiful stunning avatar by Gurashi! ~ A gentle breeze ruffles your wings and whispers in your ears, as if for you alone, "Dragonfly's words shine... seeds, sown and tended, inspire... a forest harvest." ~ Maylea reaches out, Her fingers poised in midair. "Now you are of Me, even more than you were before." Her golden and azure eyes glitter. "Walk well, Eldin. Shed glory in My name, and bring life to the lifeless."
As Czixi begins to fade away, She glances over Her shoulder at you. "You do not desire, nor require, My approval to feel the way you do about Me, or My kind."
Turning to acknowledge you, Czixi pulls Her closed fist in and touches it to Her heart. Mist coalesces briefly around Her like a blurring corona as She honours you with Her respect.
Czixi, the Welkin states, "You have it anyway."
The currents that envelop the Welkin stir to mist as She departs, Her form dissolving into nothing but wisps of smoke that fall to caress the ground as they fade from existence.
Comments
(Ad-Hoc): You say, "Nice."
(Ad-Hoc): Keegan says, "Ty."
(Ad-Hoc): You say, "I hope you mean VA."
(Ad-Hoc): Alexandria says, "He wants to be a disease, let him."
theatre due to the snowy weather.
hungering malice.
Xynthin showing his true colors?
lol
Gurashi tells you, "...dijon ... mustard?"
You tell Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe, "Ha, close. Why do you say that?"
Gurashi tells you, "Well am having dijon mustard in this moment."
I thought about it after I had already said it. Maybe it is something they invented in Delport!!
It’s easy to be cruel without meaning to be. There’s nothing you can do about that. But you can choose to be kind. Be kind.’
Taint' which you kindly loaned to Gaudiguch's Lava Gardens earlier this
weave. You have quite the eye. I'm sorry to say we had to get the Goon Squad's
workmen to dismantle your arrangement and thoroughly cleanse the area
with fire as the smell was upsetting the locals. Perhaps you could task
Magnagora's scientists to develop a scented Taint? Lemon fresh or
lavender could broaden the appeal for your work. However, I do understand
if you feel it would compromise your vision. Hopefully this is not too
great a blow. I absolutely look forward to future masterpieces.
Yours,
Got this letter in the mail, promptly laughed, someone recognized my art damn it.
Long, sweeping brushstrokes sketch out a simple, crystalline altar that
stands in gentle contrast to a bright blue sky. A quintet of pigeons are
roosting upon that altar as they preen, chirp, and stare off into space.
The birds are strangely garbed and have striking plumage that could
never be found in nature. The largest of them has wispy, insubstantial
feathers that are the colour of the twilight sky. He holds a wing below
its beak, as though he is deep in thought. Another pigeon has wings like
a storm's clouds and lightning in his eye. He is stacking slivers of
crystal with its beak, as though it wishes to build a bigger perch. The
third has plumage in every colour of the rainbow, which she proudly
displays as she sings to the other birds. The next bird is sitting
still, with an emotionless look etched on her face, as befits a creature
that is carved from pure ice. The final holy pigeon grips a short dagger
in her beak, with a blade that is the same greyish blue as her feathers.
Czixi, the Welkin murmurs, "Fight on, My Effervescent Sylph. I will be with you as you do."
Aian Lerit'r, Lead Schematicist exclaims to you, "A *paperwork* emergency, Chairman!
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Nightmare of the Glomdoring, Avurekhos Feyranti, Crimson Fist of Luciphage says, "The egg doesn't fall too far from the Warlord after all."
Nightmare of the Glomdoring, Avurekhos Feyranti, Crimson Fist of Luciphage says, "Expect a pun if you kill someone with the wyrm."
Nightmare of the Glomdoring, Avurekhos Feyranti, Crimson Fist of Luciphage says, "You have received ample warning."
Nightmare of the Glomdoring, Avurekhos Feyranti, Crimson Fist of Luciphage says, "Just like me wyrming my way into another pun."
Czixi, the Welkin murmurs, "Fight on, My Effervescent Sylph. I will be with you as you do."
Aian Lerit'r, Lead Schematicist exclaims to you, "A *paperwork* emergency, Chairman!
You look thoughtful and say to Gurashi, "Will there be ducks...?"
Gurashi carefully pulls himself up with the aid of Bizirik. "...what? Ducks?"
Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says, "...but meant timeQUAKE, yes. Know what mean not what say, ahhhhhh."
Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "Made bump head! Boggled brain even more than is already boggled!"
This is so goofy and I love it every time.
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Czixi, the Welkin murmurs, "Fight on, My Effervescent Sylph. I will be with you as you do."
Aian Lerit'r, Lead Schematicist exclaims to you, "A *paperwork* emergency, Chairman!
RUDE.
*outr 1 wood*
*woodcraft pipe*
Tell me your opinion, little pipe.
~
A gentle breeze ruffles your wings and whispers in your ears, as if for you alone, "Dragonfly's words shine... seeds, sown and tended, inspire... a forest harvest."
~
Maylea reaches out, Her fingers poised in midair. "Now you are of Me, even more than you were before." Her golden and azure eyes glitter. "Walk well, Eldin. Shed glory in My name, and bring life to the lifeless."
A ball of sparkly luminescence catches an iridescent white cat in a burst of light and draws it up into your hands.
hah! Didn't know the balls/yoyo's could grab the cats! That's awesome.
Is there any more cruel than Czixi?
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."