Synl turns squats down and sprays the water beneath your feet with a stream of noxious fluid, but the malodor is quickly washed away.
Synl's arms fall listlessly to his sides as he hangs his head and intones a sad, disappointed "Drat."
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.
wow Gurashi I can't believe you'd bully someone that hard, I'm disappointed in you
From Discord this morning... I'm still laughing...
Kyalrhin said:
Gurashi didn't kill Keegan 100 times He killed him an infinite amount of times
Xenthos said: The game escaped out of the loop after around a hundred times with an untrapped error.
There is a builtin loop crash routine for precisely that situation; the whole game froze while Keegan was dying.
lol
The escape let us go on.
Aurik said: So basically, Gurashi killed Keegan so repeatedly that reality itself died and we all jumped to a slightly adjacent reality.
Xenthos said: There is some validity to that argument!
Gurashi said:
freaks out
I'M SORRY???
I DIDn'T MEAN TO MAKE US JUMP TO SEMi-ADJACENT REALITY
laughing
Xule said:
What the ^%&@ did i miss
Aurik said:
Xule, Gurashi had a Bardic aff on Keegan when Snald killed him, and apparently there was some weird interaction, which caused Gurashi's aff to kill Keegan instantly and repeatedly in an infinite loop that went on for 100 iterations before the game automatically stopped it and reported an error.
In reality, Gurashi did nothing particularly impressive.
But memes care not for silly things like reality, and in-character, one could make the argument that Gurashi managed to basically chain-kill Keegan so many times that reality itself collapsed and time was slightly rewritten to make it so it didn't happen, solely to protect the timeline.
Which, to be honest is pretty fitting for Xenthos' son.
Gurashi, 100 kills later:
‘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.’
Eh, there's no rule or anything, at least on the Halli server. Besides, it's no secret Project HALP is just a Portal-to-Shevat pipeline for any rube Daraius can trick into getting evaluated.
"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."
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.
Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "I bet one ticket on everybody to win."
Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "So let's cheer for ALL of them!"
Xenthos tells you, "But with RACETRACK LIST let's especially cheer for the Swift Pickle."
I'm dead lmaooo
‘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.’
I think Lycidae saw Daem's love of toading and stomping on toads. They asked if they could sing me an inspirational song for Shadowdancers, and this is what happened. It made me so happy.
Lycidae shifts
position slightly, her eyes and abdomen glowing an eerie emerald.
"Oh you're a
toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
"I just can't
wait to make you a toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink
viola.
"The life I
love is killing foes with my friends," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering
pink viola.
"And I can't
wait to make you a toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink
viola.
"Oh you're a
toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
"Please notify
your next of kin," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
"I promise
they'll never see you again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink
viola.
"Oh I can't
wait to make you a toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink
viola.
"I said I can't
wait to make you a toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink
viola.
I think Lycidae saw Daem's love of toading and stomping on toads. They asked if they could sing me an inspirational song for Shadowdancers, and this is what happened. It made me so happy.
Lycidae shifts
position slightly, her eyes and abdomen glowing an eerie emerald.
"Oh you're a
toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
"I just can't
wait to make you a toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink
viola.
"The life I
love is killing foes with my friends," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering
pink viola.
"And I can't
wait to make you a toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink
viola.
"Oh you're a
toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
"Please notify
your next of kin," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
"I promise
they'll never see you again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink
viola.
"Oh I can't
wait to make you a toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink
viola.
"I said I can't
wait to make you a toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink
viola.
The song that
Lycidae was performing fades away.
Willie Nelson came on my YouTube shuffle and "You're a Toad Again" got stuck in my head after I listened to "On The Road Again" I couldn't help it
You doff a black felt porkpie hat with a quartz button cordially.
Filled with disgust, Kaiel spits directly in your face.
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.
The timer was rushing me, so my fingers decided to to freak out.
This is why I will never win quizzes.
"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."
The place of the womb. The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. Peculiar, glowing organic machinery rests within this wide, square cavern. Webs of pulsing veins of emerald translucent flesh pass revolting semi-congealing liquid between jelly-like vats. Niches have been cut within the walls, as seats, and pieces of glowing crystal yield a deadening luminescence which casts ferocious shadows about the walls. Smeared with faeces and rot, straw and grass pad the rocky floor, and the corpses of small animals litter the area among other nondescript bones. Within a web of organic tubes and jelly like protrusions, the corpse of a pregnant gnome woman shudders with life. With jerky movements, the corpse of a gnome male tends to the needs of his female companion. A slender leothin sits here motionless, brightening its surroundings with its natural golden bio-luminescence.
Okay, so this room is somewhat creepy, right? No self-respecting gnome would ever want to come here...
... GLANCE UP
A meandering tunnel. The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. Arms crossed, Chef Gioia Shucks scowls at her surroundings.
I guess nobody ever accused these gnome traders of being smart. :P
The place of the womb. The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. Peculiar, glowing organic machinery rests within this wide, square cavern. Webs of pulsing veins of emerald translucent flesh pass revolting semi-congealing liquid between jelly-like vats. Niches have been cut within the walls, as seats, and pieces of glowing crystal yield a deadening luminescence which casts ferocious shadows about the walls. Smeared with faeces and rot, straw and grass pad the rocky floor, and the corpses of small animals litter the area among other nondescript bones. Within a web of organic tubes and jelly like protrusions, the corpse of a pregnant gnome woman shudders with life. With jerky movements, the corpse of a gnome male tends to the needs of his female companion. A slender leothin sits here motionless, brightening its surroundings with its natural golden bio-luminescence.
Okay, so this room is somewhat creepy, right? No self-respecting gnome would ever want to come here...
... GLANCE UP
A meandering tunnel. The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. Arms crossed, Chef Gioia Shucks scowls at her surroundings.
I guess nobody ever accused these gnome traders of being smart. :P
THERE IS NO WAY THIS ROOM IS SANITARY. NO GOOD CHEF SHOULD BE ANYWHERE NEAR SUCH CONDITIONS. *stress sweat*
‘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.’
The place of the womb. The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. Peculiar, glowing organic machinery rests within this wide, square cavern. Webs of pulsing veins of emerald translucent flesh pass revolting semi-congealing liquid between jelly-like vats. Niches have been cut within the walls, as seats, and pieces of glowing crystal yield a deadening luminescence which casts ferocious shadows about the walls. Smeared with faeces and rot, straw and grass pad the rocky floor, and the corpses of small animals litter the area among other nondescript bones. Within a web of organic tubes and jelly like protrusions, the corpse of a pregnant gnome woman shudders with life. With jerky movements, the corpse of a gnome male tends to the needs of his female companion. A slender leothin sits here motionless, brightening its surroundings with its natural golden bio-luminescence.
Okay, so this room is somewhat creepy, right? No self-respecting gnome would ever want to come here...
... GLANCE UP
A meandering tunnel. The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. Arms crossed, Chef Gioia Shucks scowls at her surroundings.
I guess nobody ever accused these gnome traders of being smart. :P
THERE IS NO WAY THIS ROOM IS SANITARY. NO GOOD CHEF SHOULD BE ANYWHERE NEAR SUCH CONDITIONS. *stress sweat*
Its even worse if you know what goes on in that room.
You greet a Grand Illithoid Cenobite with a sincere smile.
A Grand Illithoid Cenobite says, "It is duty of the Grand Cenobites to offer ourselves in the breeding rituals to propagate our species. However, I do not relish the thought of serving that duty."
‘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.’
Have you seen that ritual? It is somewhat disturbing.
NO I HAVE NOT N I WOULD LIKE TO KEEP IT THAT WAY.
‘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.’
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the malodor is quickly washed away.
Synl's arms fall listlessly to his sides as he hangs his head and intones a sad, disappointed
"Drat."
Kyalrhin said:
He killed him an infinite amount of times
The game escaped out of the loop after around a hundred times with an untrapped error.
Aurik said:
So basically, Gurashi killed Keegan so repeatedly that reality itself died and we all jumped to a slightly adjacent reality.
Xenthos said:
There is some validity to that argument!
Gurashi said:
Xule said:
Aurik said:
Gurashi, 100 kills later:
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.’
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
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.’
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Lycidae: Roark Libertas
Dys: Roark Libertas
Vatul: Roark, the Libertarian
Lief: Roark
Xenthos: Roark Libertas
Coraline: The Great Freer
Ixion: Roark Libertas
Esei: Roark Libertas
Kalaneya: Roark libertas
Regat: Roark Libertas
Maligorn: Roark, the Creator
Lycidae shifts position slightly, her eyes and abdomen glowing an eerie emerald.
"Oh you're a toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
"I just can't wait to make you a toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
"The life I love is killing foes with my friends," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
"And I can't wait to make you a toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
"Oh you're a toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
"Please notify your next of kin," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
"I promise they'll never see you again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
"Oh I can't wait to make you a toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
"I said I can't wait to make you a toad again," sings Lycidae, playing a glittering pink viola.
The song that Lycidae was performing fades away.
Willie Nelson came on my YouTube shuffle and "You're a Toad Again" got stuck in my head after I listened to "On The Road Again" I couldn't help it
theatre due to the snowy weather.
hungering malice.
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Freja peers at you unscrupulously.
You say, "Me. To sacrifice. For Mother Night."
Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Freja Ysav'rai says, "Is that -your- baby?"
Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Freja Ysav'rai says, "Oh."
Errente blinks.
You say to Freja, "I did not birth it if that's what you mean."
The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. Peculiar, glowing organic machinery rests within this wide, square cavern. Webs of pulsing veins of emerald translucent flesh pass revolting semi-congealing liquid between jelly-like vats. Niches have been cut within the walls, as seats, and pieces of glowing crystal yield a deadening luminescence which casts ferocious shadows about the walls. Smeared with faeces and rot, straw and grass pad the rocky floor, and the corpses of small animals litter the area among other nondescript bones. Within a web of organic tubes and jelly like protrusions, the corpse of a pregnant gnome woman shudders with life. With jerky movements, the corpse of a gnome male tends to the needs of his female companion. A slender leothin sits here motionless, brightening its surroundings with its natural golden bio-luminescence.
The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. Arms crossed, Chef Gioia Shucks scowls at her surroundings.
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.’
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.’
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Researcher Merlose Shevat smiles impishly and says, "She is very good at the pointed conversations, yes. The daggers help with that."
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!
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.’