OK NAMES -------- - names you might hear in real life (Roger, Sally, Megan)
- a dictionary word, if not silly or offensive (Cadenza, Ragwort) (if Spindle, Skein, Bobbins or one of our immortals asks you to change your name, then it is unacceptable: please change).
does this mean I could have been Cadenza Cadenza?
The interesting part is this: if Spindle, Skein, Bobbins or one of our immortals....
(Hallifax): Daraius (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "I am looking for garments of a rough and rugged quality, so your limited skill may be an asset."
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Nice backhand you got there Daraius.
Everyone is a genius. But if you judge a fish on its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.
But from a guy incapable of snark, that's pretty nice. Besides, Juste was "incredibly happy to be of help to such an important person of the Collective."
Ackleberry Highway between Shallach Bridges. (road). There are 4 cows here. You see exits leading north, south, west, and northwest. You bump into a cow as it wanders aimlessly in a circle. You bump into a cow as it wanders aimlessly in a circle. 2349h, 2748m, 2604e, 10p, 8945en, 12130w Belr-
Ackleberry Highway between Shallach Bridges. (road). There are 4 cows here. You see exits leading north, south, west, and northwest. You bump into a cow as it wanders aimlessly in a circle. You bump into a cow as it wanders aimlessly in a circle. 2349h, 2748m, 2604e, 10p, 8945en, 12130w Belr-
This isn't a highway, it's a trap.
Once when I had the cowbell, I went around collecting all the cows.
With a loud yet playful whistle, a mechanical dirigible comes puttering in on currents of air, its metallic claw grasping a dagger of reincarnation, which it quickly deposits in your hands.
A mechanical dirigible bobs up and down on the air currents before jets of steam erupt from several of its valves, then putters off.
The small size of this dagger belies its immense mystical power. Upon its silver blade are engraved the words, "To thrust thyself back on the wheel of birth and rebirth, first SACRIFICE MYSELF, and then, while at the Portal of Fate, you may REINCARNATE INTO the race you ought to be." It weighs 10 ounce(s). It bears the distinctive mark of Keeper of the Word, Neos Eli'Silar, Aquamantic Egomaniac. It has the following aliases: dagger, reincarnation.
(clan): You say, "Wtf neos." (clan): You say, "Putting in megalith."
You put a dagger of reincarnation into the Megalith of Doom. The Megalith of Doom rumbles and absorbs a dagger of reincarnation.
(clan): You say, "You put a dagger of reincarnation into the Megalith of Doom.The Megalith of Doom rumbles and absorbs a dagger of reincarnation."
(clan): Neos says, "Omg, wtf. It's not on artifact list. WTF IXI ."
Wellp, get ready for the Seren-Hallifax war. It'll be short, but very pretty.
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EveriineWise Old Swordsbird / BrontaurIndianapolis, IN, USA
Serenwilde would win the war because, instead of fighting, we could just go and rearrange things in Hallifax so that they aren't in any semblance of order or design. The whole city would have a heart attack and surrender!
Or they'd retaliate by uprooting the trees and arranging the forest in perfect, orchard-style rows.
On second thought, maybe this isn't a good idea...
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.
Serenwilde would win the war because, instead of fighting, we could just go and rearrange things in Hallifax so that they aren't in any semblance of order or design. The whole city would have a heart attack and surrender!
Or they'd retaliate by uprooting the trees and arranging the forest in perfect, orchard-style rows.
On second thought, maybe this isn't a good idea...
Maellio practices topiary, just saying.
.oO---~---Oo.
"Perfect. Please move quickly to the next post, as the effects of
prolonged exposure to the signature are not part of this test."
"You are so much bigger than you think you are," She says, fervently. "You are a beacon of hope that shines through the world with every step you take. You are My beacon, Gabriella, and you shine even into the darkest of nightmares."
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The air sparkles with silver motes of light as a silken voice says, "You will see growth and strength where others will see weakness. You will walk with Us as a paragon of Serenwilde's power, for you have already walked this path before."
"You are so much bigger than you think you are," She says, fervently. "You are a beacon of hope that shines through the world with every step you take. You are My beacon, Gabriella, and you shine even into the darkest of nightmares."
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The air sparkles with silver motes of light as a silken voice says, "You will see growth and strength where others will see weakness. You will walk with Us as a paragon of Serenwilde's power, for you have already walked this path before."
"You are so much bigger than you think you are," She says, fervently. "You are a beacon of hope that shines through the world with every step you take. You are My beacon, Gabriella, and you shine even into the darkest of nightmares."
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The air sparkles with silver motes of light as a silken voice says, "You will see growth and strength where others will see weakness. You will walk with Us as a paragon of Serenwilde's power, for you have already walked this path before."
Serenwilde would win the war because, instead of fighting, we could just go and rearrange things in Hallifax so that they aren't in any semblance of order or design. The whole city would have a heart attack and surrender!
Or they'd retaliate by uprooting the trees and arranging the forest in perfect, orchard-style rows.
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Or turn up with ten of its friends.
Sorry for double-post, HTML is a buttface.
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
Cauthorn has completed the trade. You transfer ownership of the Village of Paavik to Cauthorn in exchange for a small island of silver sand.
At this rate, I'll own all of Celest and it's territories in no time!
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
Signature!
Signature!
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Proceeded by: a dictionary word, if not silly...
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
The Inner Sea. I take commissions doe.
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
(Smuggler: Ixion (from the Aetherways) says, "Needed room for cubans."
Signature!
There are 4 cows here.
You see exits leading north, south, west, and northwest.
You bump into a cow as it wanders aimlessly in a circle.
You bump into a cow as it wanders aimlessly in a circle.
2349h, 2748m, 2604e, 10p, 8945en, 12130w Belr-
This isn't a highway, it's a trap.
A mechanical dirigible bobs up and down on the air currents before jets of steam erupt from several of its valves, then putters off.
The small size of this dagger belies its immense mystical power. Upon its silver blade are engraved the words, "To thrust thyself back on the wheel of birth and rebirth, first SACRIFICE MYSELF, and then, while at the Portal of Fate, you may REINCARNATE INTO the race you ought to be."
It weighs 10 ounce(s).
It bears the distinctive mark of Keeper of the Word, Neos Eli'Silar, Aquamantic Egomaniac.
It has the following aliases: dagger, reincarnation.
(clan): You say, "Wtf neos."
(clan): You say, "Putting in megalith."
You put a dagger of reincarnation into the Megalith of Doom.
The Megalith of Doom rumbles and absorbs a dagger of reincarnation.
(clan): You say, "You put a dagger of reincarnation into the Megalith of Doom.The Megalith of Doom rumbles and absorbs a dagger of reincarnation."
(clan): Neos says, "Omg, wtf. It's not on artifact list. WTF IXI
Signature!
Or they'd retaliate by uprooting the trees and arranging the forest in perfect, orchard-style rows.
On second thought, maybe this isn't a good idea...
NARF!
(my Not-so-secret goal of having forest in the air city would have been achieved!)