All you ever wanted was to break @Drocilla's walls, @Isune So you just closed your eyes and swung Now She wre-e-ecked You...
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!"
Hmph, I was the one that got the killing blow! *sits in the corner and sulks* (not really...)
I know you're not that upset, but I wish I'd known handing it over would trigger the end of the quest/getting the honor and such. I would have just given it to you, cause it's really not that much fun to get stuff you didn't earn.
...Even if it was pretty funny.
"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."
Impresario Subotai Ysav'rai, Seeker of Refinement says to you, "Pardon me, but was your daddy a meat burglar? Because it looks like he stole two fine-ass hams, and stuck them down the back of your pants."
SEND HELP.
Edit: help did not arrive, there was more.
Impresario Subotai Ysav'rai, Seeker of Refinement says to you, "Pardon me, but is your daddy a magician? Because AbracaDAYUM."
You say to Subotai, "NO STOP."
Crumkane, Lord of Epicurean Delights says, "WAS IT INDEED ON FIRE, ERITHEYL."
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With a deep reverb, Contemptible Sutekh says, "CEASE YOUR INFERNAL ENERGY, ERITHEYL."
Eyes flickering with orange flames, Yomoigu, the Pyresmith says to Eritheyl, "Is it hot here, or is that just you?"
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Mysrai, Hermit Clad in Saffron intones, "Eritheyl, are you manifesting the paradigm of Shikari in disguise?"
Sybaritic Eritheyl Ryseni, of Sugar and Spice asks, "...n-no, why?"
Mysrai, Hermit Clad in Saffron intones, "Paradigms indicate that you have stolen My heart."
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(Clan): Eritheyl says, "Darkness envelops your sight as you feel a powerful presence trace itself along the edges of your mind, softly like a caress. A soft, sickly sweet scent tickles at your nose as a darkly seductive voice murmurs in your ear, "You must be a shard of Trillillial because nothing says fluffy like your fine behind.""
Double post because amusing things happen. So I was walking with Nyxx, then shifted my perspective to the trees and kept walking around. She swung up, followed by this:
You watch in amazement as Nyxx begins to cling to the branches in such a clever way that she maintains a great deal of freedom of action.
The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.
Chakraja's screams grow louder as she stops, drops, and rolls about on the ground, writhing and beating at herself. Having succeeded in doing nothing more than smearing ash and chunks of charred flesh about, Chakraja expires pitifully.
No really, it didn't.
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!
Someone tells you, "You think a lot. I like that. Tell me, what are you thinking about?"
You tell Someone, "Bunnies, designs, swords, bunnies using swords I designed.... typical stuff."
wow this makes Portia sound demented....
Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Either way, if I am talking about Morkarion, how will you know whether I am speaking about the one or the other?"
You say to Xenthos, "Because only one is a beast."
Your eyes twinkle enchantingly.
Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Morkarion is looking quite portly lately, with the lack of exercise."
Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Morkarion has not eaten enough meat."
Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Morkarion really should get out hunting more."
Covered from tusk to tail in wool, this young rhino stands no more than six feet from the ground. Extending from her skull with a slight curve, a stubby horn ends in a fairly dull point. She has a stubby tail which flicks back and forth. She is called 'Morkarion.' A young woolly rhino with a stubby horn looks weak and feeble. She is strangely weightless. Her feedbag is nearly full and she is looking quite nourished. She is loyal to Zouviqil Myeras, Queen of the Night. A young woolly rhino with a stubby horn is holding: Nothing.
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Edit: But @Xenthos guilted me IG into renaming her to Morkaryon.
Jadice gives a bright green pickle-shaped cup cake to you.
Jadice, the Frost Queen says, "Ileein, take this and all the cakes here and sort them as you feel
appropriate. Store them against future need."
Observing the cupcake with glimmering orange hues of trepidation, you say, "They will be filed
according to a stringent order."
Jadice, the Frost Queen says, "Do so with any other cakes which may find themselves at My Fulcrux.
Remain vigilant."
Ahem. Cupcakes need to be filed by frosting colour, thank you very much.
as well as shape, texture, size, density, taste, moisture, and sweetness
The soft, hollow voice of Nocht, the Silent resounds within your mind as His words echo through the aether, "Congratulations, Arimisia. Your mastery of vermin cannot be disputed."
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So you just closed your eyes and swung
Now She wre-e-ecked You...
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!
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Signature!
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Double post because amusing things happen. So I was walking with Nyxx, then shifted my perspective to the trees and kept walking around. She swung up, followed by this:
You watch in amazement as Nyxx begins to cling to the branches in such a clever way that she maintains a great deal of freedom of action.
The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.
Nyxx begins to follow you.
"Ahah!" Nyxx exclaims triumphantly.
Finger extended, Nyxx pokes you.
Nyxx is blown, flailing, out of the tree.
Justice.
Kelly rubs up against you where the sun don't shine.
Thanks insanity.
06/30/2014 19:37 Silvanus channels the power of the Megalith of Doom for you, stripping you of your Vernal Ascendant status.......bastard!!
You have slain Siam.
Random kill is random.
Signature!
If olive oil comes from olives, where does baby oil come from?
If vegetarians eat vegetables, what do humanitarians eat?
No really, it didn't.
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!
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talking about Morkarion, how will you know whether I am speaking about the one
or the other?"
You say to Xenthos, "Because only one is a beast."
Your eyes twinkle enchantingly.
Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Morkarion is looking
quite portly lately, with the lack of exercise."
Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Morkarion has not
eaten enough meat."
Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Morkarion really
should get out hunting more."
from the ground. Extending from her skull with a slight curve, a stubby horn
ends in a fairly dull point. She has a stubby tail which flicks back and forth.
She is called 'Morkarion.'
A young woolly rhino with a stubby horn looks weak and feeble.
She is strangely weightless.
Her feedbag is nearly full and she is looking quite nourished.
She is loyal to Zouviqil Myeras, Queen of the Night.
A young woolly rhino with a stubby horn is holding:
Nothing.