You give a delicate cherry muffin with a dancing bear on top to General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet.
You say, "Eat yummy muffins, not Kurut!"
Altrea ponders a delicate cherry muffin with a dancing bear on top thoughtfully, looking it up and down.
(CLAN): You say, "Altrea is trying to eat me. ._."
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet pushes the muffin onto one of the decorative wings on her helm, her face lighting up with delight.
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet sings, "There once was a hero named Muffinhead. She came from the shadows to fight off the bread. Her battles left crust and crumbs in her wake as she sought to rescue the marvelous cake."
Altrea ponders the situation.
You clap your hands together merrily.
You say, "Story time!"
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet says, "Muffinhead was born in the oven of a magnificent baker. However, his bread was so amazing, it grew sentient and took over the bakery. Muffinhead and her father were driven away to the mountains. Muffinhead's father knew of the secrets that bakery held, and could not allow them to fall into evil hands. So he sent his daughter Muffinhead on a mission. He baked her scaled armour of cookies and a majestic blade of brittle."
"Oooooooooh!" you say, eyes wide with wonder.
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet says, "And off she wandered, back to the village. She stuck the brittle into many loaves of bread and cut them open, revealing their fluffy, delicious insides. She fought wheat, sourdough, rye, all with the same zeal and skill that got her this far. But then she came across the true mastermind behind the plans of the evil bread. Evil baked into a solid loaf, with the spite and hatred of its ancestors in every single crumb. She met... the pumpernickel loaf."
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet says, "They fought for days, and even though she came out wounded and scarred, Muffinhead was victorious against the evil pumpernickel loaf. She returned to her father, the baker, and they returned. He revealed to her the secret she risked her life to protect... The princess cake was hiding in the bakery from insurgents sent to steal her kingdom. Muffinhead knew there was one more fight ahead of her."
You giggle happily.
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet says, "Taking her sword of brittle, she marched to the kingdom, only to be met by... baked-good-eating kitten nekotai!"
You say, "Oh no!"
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet says, "She fought them and fought, and soon slew them all. Interrogating the last one before killing him, Muffinhead learned the kittens were hired by the evil king who did not like his daughter. So Muffinhead marched right up to the king and took a bite out of him. He tasted like lemon. So she took another bite, and another, and another, until there was nothing left but a few globs of lemon and maybe a crumb."
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet says, "Then the princess cake and Muffinhead moved into the castle and got married and had a kid baked for them: the muffincake. But his story is for another time. The end."
You give up a round of applause.
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet pulls the muffin off of her helm.
Altrea eats a delicate cherry muffin with a dancing bear on top with obvious gusto.
Altrea gives the BEST STORYTIME EVER (edited out prompt spam and the like)
I occasionally like to pretend that I'm replanting all of these herbs to attract bees, and might one day form an alliance with the bees and take over the Basin. Then we could have a wonderful tea party with plenty of honey and the best tea blends.
Sensing a suitable source of warmth and nutrients nearby, spindly legs erupt from a semi-transparent brown egg and fling it violently toward a lop-eared horta. The face of the horta shows nothing but blind panic before being covered by the egg as the legs wrap obscenely around his skull. The horta struggles wildly, throwing his body vigorously from side to side as the egg begins pulsing against his face. You notice the horta's neck distend as something crawls deep into his body. Discarded and deflated, the egg falls away, and the horta is left confused and skittish.
The eyes of a lop-eared horta bug wide open, and he begins to emit a strained whine. You see his flesh rippling, at first subtly, then grotesquely as enormous bulges distend his abdomen. Suddenly, a hole is torn in his skin from within, and a horrifying mouth appears, consuming the flesh around it with rabid bites. As the larva bursts forth, it rounds back on the pitiful horta, whose eyes look in knowing pain at the larva as it devours first his face, then the remainder of his entrails.
All my for this quest designer. That has now replaced the Slivvengnomes of Mucklemarsh as the most awesomely grotesque moment in this game for me.
The divine voice
of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations,
Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
2014/03/23 04:25:04 - Tacita guildfavoured Kethaera for: Accepting the position of Assistant Conductor of the Carrion Requiem. At last, I have a minion.
Viravain, Lady of the Thorns shouts, "And You would seize Me? Fool! I am the Glomdoring! I am the Wyrd, and beneath the cloak of Night, the shadows of the Silent stir!"
Sensing a suitable source of warmth and nutrients nearby, spindly legs erupt from a semi-transparent brown egg and fling it violently toward a lop-eared horta. The face of the horta shows nothing but blind panic before being covered by the egg as the legs wrap obscenely around his skull. The horta struggles wildly, throwing his body vigorously from side to side as the egg begins pulsing against his face. You notice the horta's neck distend as something crawls deep into his body. Discarded and deflated, the egg falls away, and the horta is left confused and skittish.
The eyes of a lop-eared horta bug wide open, and he begins to emit a strained whine. You see his flesh rippling, at first subtly, then grotesquely as enormous bulges distend his abdomen. Suddenly, a hole is torn in his skin from within, and a horrifying mouth appears, consuming the flesh around it with rabid bites. As the larva bursts forth, it rounds back on the pitiful horta, whose eyes look in knowing pain at the larva as it devours first his face, then the remainder of his entrails.
All my for this quest designer. That has now replaced the Slivvengnomes of Mucklemarsh as the most awesomely grotesque moment in this game for me.
Face-huggers... ick.
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
Penitent Mileena (Female Master Viscanti). She is 25 years old, having been born on the 8th of Shanthin, 353 years after the Coming of Estarra. She is unranked in Lusternia. She is an extremely credible character. She is a Pedestrian in the Fellowship of Explorers. She is a graduate of the College of Necromantic & Tainted Research (honours). She is considered to be approximately 10% of your might. She is not currently active in any family
There are so many nerdy names in Lusternia. Like Xena, and Cyndell.
Not nerdy. Awesome!
#highsociety
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Nilofer says, "Xena is here, riding Xena, the Xenaesque Xena. She is wielding Xena in both of her hands."
---------- -3:2:0 ----------- A snow covered den. There are 7 sabre-toothed cats here. You see a single exit leading north. [H:4180|M:3870|E:2400|End:99%][P:10][bk ex][60.17%] A sabre-toothed cat charges towards you and tears into you with his sabre-like teeth. A sabre-toothed cat swings his massive paw, claws extended, at your shoulder, digging in deeply. A sabre-toothed cat charges towards you and tears into you with his sabre-like teeth. A sabre-toothed cat charges towards you and tears into you with his sabre-like teeth. A sabre-toothed cat swings his massive paw, claws extended, at your shoulder, digging in deeply. A sabre-toothed cat swings his massive paw, claws extended, at your shoulder, digging in deeply. A sabre-toothed cat swings his massive paw, claws extended, at your shoulder, digging in deeply. [H:1232|M:3870|E:2400|End:99%][P:10][bk ex][60.17%](sip health|read 198924|recharge 198924 from cube)(-2948h, 71.1%)
---------- -3:2:0 ----------- A snow covered den. There are 7 sabre-toothed cats here. You see a single exit leading north. [H:4180|M:3870|E:2400|End:99%][P:10][bk ex][60.17%] A sabre-toothed cat charges towards you and tears into you with his sabre-like teeth. A sabre-toothed cat swings his massive paw, claws extended, at your shoulder, digging in deeply. A sabre-toothed cat charges towards you and tears into you with his sabre-like teeth. A sabre-toothed cat charges towards you and tears into you with his sabre-like teeth. A sabre-toothed cat swings his massive paw, claws extended, at your shoulder, digging in deeply. A sabre-toothed cat swings his massive paw, claws extended, at your shoulder, digging in deeply. A sabre-toothed cat swings his massive paw, claws extended, at your shoulder, digging in deeply. [H:1232|M:3870|E:2400|End:99%][P:10][bk ex][60.17%](sip health|read 198924|recharge 198924 from cube)(-2948h, 71.1%)
@iari commented on how she always thought of the Beatles when she thought of wrack and roll and then this!
Maekarn says, "Warlord Thoros' Lonely Heart. Eight 'Seeds A Week. Back In Old Celest. Cemetary Lane. Night Tripper."
Maekarn says, "A Necrotate's Garden?"
Maekarn says, "We all live in a Yellow Megalith?"
Maekarn says, "Pectus in the Sky With Diamonds. While The Cacophony Gently Weeps. A Day In The Unlife. All You Need Is Power. Lady (That One Pain Demon). Being For The Benefit Of Mr. Kethuru. Wasteland Fields Forever. Gorecrow.
So, while Alary was standing at the Flame...Altrea started handing her afk self random things. And then Aiyana. And then me. And then everyone else who showed up to take part. The results were stunning:
(InSaNe At ThE fLaMe): Alary says, "WHAT THE F[bleep]."
a dapper, crimson-banded black felt hat, a huge greataxe, a veiled pipe of ivory,
indigo and crimson, a circular tome of the sun, a stained glass tea bottle of sun-
blanched magnolia, an etched-platinum dagger, 4 strangely crimped bottles touched
with hoarfrost, a rune bag, a carnelian tulip of blushing ruby, 3 monolith sigils, a
mottled bloodstone watch, a magic tome, 2 energy cubes, a dagger of scarlet and ivory,
a flame bladed dracnari dagger, a circular mosaic shield set in silver, 5 coiled
snake vials with phoenix wings, a soot-blackened tinderbox, an aslaran tome, 4 keys,
3 sheets of formal stationery, a cloth scroll impressed with ivory blossoms, 3 hefty
shovels, a narrow black flute carved with lotuses, a frost-touched iris, 6 simple
oaken pipes, the Golden Belt of the Enlightened, a gown of crimson satin, an indigo
octopus package, a blank figurine, the ashes of Ixchilgal, 2 ruby vials, 2 textured
You suddenly scoop up an iridescent white cat.
An iridescent white cat leaps out of your hands!
Elayde suddenly scoops up an iridescent white cat.
An iridescent white cat leaps out of Elayde's hands!
Daebach suddenly scoops up an iridescent white cat.
An iridescent white cat leaps out of Daebach's hands!
Lorina suddenly scoops up an iridescent white cat.
An iridescent white cat leaps out of Lorina's hands!
Fain tells you, "Have you seen a key-shaped sigil?"
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.
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You say, "Eat yummy muffins, not Kurut!"
Altrea ponders a delicate cherry muffin with a dancing bear on top thoughtfully, looking it up and down.
(CLAN): You say, "Altrea is trying to eat me. ._."
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet pushes the muffin onto one of the decorative wings on her helm, her face lighting up with delight.
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet sings, "There once was a hero named Muffinhead. She came from the shadows to fight off the bread. Her battles left crust and crumbs in her wake as she sought to rescue the marvelous cake."
Altrea ponders the situation.
You clap your hands together merrily.
You say, "Story time!"
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet says, "Muffinhead was born in the oven of a magnificent baker. However, his bread was so amazing, it grew sentient and took over the bakery. Muffinhead and her father were driven away to the mountains. Muffinhead's father knew of the secrets that bakery held, and could not allow them to fall into evil hands. So he sent his daughter Muffinhead on a mission. He baked her scaled armour of cookies and a majestic blade of brittle."
"Oooooooooh!" you say, eyes wide with wonder.
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet says, "And off she wandered, back to the village. She stuck the brittle into many loaves of bread and cut them open, revealing their fluffy, delicious insides. She fought wheat, sourdough, rye, all with the same zeal and skill that got her this far. But then she came across the true mastermind behind the plans of the evil bread. Evil baked into a solid loaf, with the spite and hatred of its ancestors in every single crumb. She met... the pumpernickel loaf."
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet says, "They fought for days, and even though she came out wounded and scarred, Muffinhead was victorious against the evil pumpernickel loaf. She returned to her father, the baker, and they returned. He revealed to her the secret she risked her life to protect... The princess cake was hiding in the bakery from insurgents sent to steal her kingdom. Muffinhead knew there was one more fight ahead of her."
You giggle happily.
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet says, "Taking her sword of brittle, she marched to the kingdom, only to be met by... baked-good-eating kitten nekotai!"
You say, "Oh no!"
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet says, "She fought them and fought, and soon slew them all. Interrogating the last one before killing him, Muffinhead learned the kittens were hired by the evil king who did not like his daughter. So Muffinhead marched right up to the king and took a bite out of him. He tasted like lemon. So she took another bite, and another, and another, until there was nothing left but a few globs of lemon and maybe a crumb."
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet says, "Then the princess cake and Muffinhead moved into the castle and got married and had a kid baked for them: the muffincake. But his story is for another time. The end."
You give up a round of applause.
General Altrea, of Flowing Scarlet pulls the muffin off of her helm.
Altrea eats a delicate cherry muffin with a dancing bear on top with obvious gusto.
Altrea gives the BEST STORYTIME EVER (edited out prompt spam and the like)
The eyes of a lop-eared horta bug wide open, and he begins to emit a strained whine. You see his flesh rippling, at first subtly, then grotesquely as enormous bulges distend his abdomen. Suddenly, a hole is torn in his skin from within, and a horrifying mouth appears, consuming the flesh around it with rabid bites. As the larva bursts forth, it rounds back on the pitiful horta, whose eyes look in knowing pain at the larva as it devours first his face, then the remainder of his entrails.
All my for this quest designer. That has now replaced the Slivvengnomes of Mucklemarsh as the most awesomely grotesque moment in this game for me.
The divine voice of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations, Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
Context not needed, it pretty much explains itself.
The divine voice of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations, Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
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A snow covered den.
There are 7 sabre-toothed cats here.
You see a single exit leading north.
[H:4180|M:3870|E:2400|End:99%][P:10][bk ex][60.17%]
A sabre-toothed cat charges towards you and tears into you with his sabre-like teeth.
A sabre-toothed cat swings his massive paw, claws extended, at your shoulder, digging in deeply.
A sabre-toothed cat charges towards you and tears into you with his sabre-like teeth.
A sabre-toothed cat charges towards you and tears into you with his sabre-like teeth.
A sabre-toothed cat swings his massive paw, claws extended, at your shoulder, digging in deeply.
A sabre-toothed cat swings his massive paw, claws extended, at your shoulder, digging in deeply.
A sabre-toothed cat swings his massive paw, claws extended, at your shoulder, digging in deeply.
[H:1232|M:3870|E:2400|End:99%][P:10][bk ex][60.17%](sip health|read 198924|recharge 198924 from cube)(-2948h, 71.1%)
And here, we have the giant pile of Nope...
| Race : Illithoid Dark Reaper
'fraid not, not this time anyway!
Outside of the Tower, Doughboy grows and grows, until his head becomes level to the tower.
The gargantuan form of the Doughboy Monstrosity rises up from caramel hills. With a roar he begins slowly walking towards the Spun Sugar Castle.
Along his path, he begins grabbing peep soldiers by the handful and stuffing them in his mouth.
You say, "Damn it Athree."
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An iridescent white cat leaps out of your hands!
Elayde suddenly scoops up an iridescent white cat.
An iridescent white cat leaps out of Elayde's hands!
Daebach suddenly scoops up an iridescent white cat.
An iridescent white cat leaps out of Daebach's hands!
Lorina suddenly scoops up an iridescent white cat.
An iridescent white cat leaps out of Lorina's hands!
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Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."