2015/05/16 02:37:26 - Credits: -2. Transfer to Nikkakorra. Reason: Cashing in on those credits.
2015/05/16 02:37:34 - Credits: -2. Transfer to Arimisia. Reason: Credits for everyone!
2015/05/16 02:37:41 - Credits: -1. Transfer to Ventidius. Reason: Even this guy.
2015/05/16 02:37:49 - Credits: -1. Transfer to Iosen. Reason: Happy!
2015/05/16 02:37:56 - Credits: -1. Transfer to Kimzal. Reason: Bloodfaire!
2015/05/16 02:38:13 - Credits: -1. Transfer to Enadonella. Reason: Less than a year away!
2015/05/16 02:38:34 - Credits: -1. Transfer to Shango. Reason: Can't forget about Shango even though he doesn't want to enjoy the Bloodfaire activities.
(We actually have a clan more secret than HA): @Portius (from the Aetherways) says, "Hm. Do you ever get the urge to submit filthy Drosune stories to bardics and see how they'd do?"
@Tremula and I have been encouraging this zappable sentiment, mostly because:
(We actually have a clan more secret than HA): @Portius (from the Aetherways) says, "Hm. Do you ever get the urge to submit filthy Drosune stories to bardics and see how they'd do?"
@Tremula and I have been encouraging this zappable sentiment, mostly because: You animals!
(I love it)
The apple is cold, crisp, and sour as the juices fill your mouth. As you consume the fruit, you glimpse, for a moment, a massive, shadowy figure, Her snow-white hair framing a perfect, icy-eyed visage. Beneath you, a vast, perfect web of silken strands lies - and, for a moment, you realize that you too are part of it, weaver and strand both - and home.
(We actually have a clan more secret than HA): @Portius (from the Aetherways) says, "Hm. Do you ever get the urge to submit filthy Drosune stories to bardics and see how they'd do?"
@Tremula and I have been encouraging this zappable sentiment, mostly because:
...I wrote a fanfic lemon involving Morgfyre and one of his followers once. I should submit it.
(We actually have a clan more secret than HA): @Portius (from the Aetherways) says, "Hm. Do you ever get the urge to submit filthy Drosune stories to bardics and see how they'd do?"
@Tremula and I have been encouraging this zappable sentiment, mostly because:
(Clan): Person A (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Puh-lease... I was classy enough when you wanted to marry me."
(Clan): Person B (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "You wanted to marry me."
(Clan): Person C (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Oh my."
(Clan): Person B (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "I wasn't willing to leave my family for the likes of you."
I can't be the only one who found this amusing, mixed in with all the political drama... one of the funniest things I've logged on to.
"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."
As his eyes snap open, Heresiarch Esca n'Lochli, Nighthawk Imperial proclaims, "The circle is complete! Lords and Lady of Tainted Nil, I beseech you to turn your gazes to us now, and hear our prayers!"
Hoping no one will notice a squat imp takes a sip of the sacrificial wine.
Vetala once again gives the offending imp a light flick, silently reprimanding it without turning to it.
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.
As the golden chalice's contents are engulfed in Nil fire, the air thickens and the fog at everyone's feet begins to twist around like a living thing, a smog coated serpent coiling around its captured prey.
The murky haze climbs higher and higher, past ankles and then shins, and then knees, lapping at dangling fingertips like an ocean beckoning swimmers down into its darkened depths. Those shorter members of the congregation are threatened to be consumed entirely. Above it, the air begins to press down more heavily.
Higher and higher and higher it climbs, and more and more and more the pressure builds, until...
A series of sniggers and snickers rises and falls along the rooftops as the cogs in the smog scuttle above.
#badtiming
A far away voice whispers, the sound barely reaching your ears, yet the words remain perfectly clear, "Then so be it."
Seditionist @Kalnid murmurs to you, "I blame this miserable infection on your nation, by the way."
Victory, noun. The state of a city being so famous for puns that it gets blamed when foreigners start making them.
Whenever I go release plagues upon the basin everyone is up in arms, all quarantine this and cure that. But when you produce the single most pain-inducing contagion ever to be seen, it is welcomed. Bah, I say.
edit: Presented without further comment. Lothringen d'Murani smiles and says, "Happy little trees!"
Bug #12081 Resolution: Your stenographer broke because the letter inside of it decayed, which it is not prepared to handle, mentally or emotionally. Your particular stenographer has been counseled and provided with complimentary tea and biscuits. In the near future, stenographers will be better equipped to handle the strain of decaying letters.
6 ) 2015/05/29 01:06:44 - @Solange: "So weird being on a desktop now." 7 ) 2015/05/29 01:08:43 - Pectus: "Sup bby, you wanna desk..my top?" 8 ) 2015/05/29 01:08:49 - Pectus: "That made sense in my head." 9 ) 2015/05/29 01:08:53 - Solange: "Lol." 10) 2015/05/29 01:08:53 - @Rawth: "She's mine 11) 2015/05/29 01:08:56 - @Tremula: "You don't want your figurine back?" 12) 2015/05/29 01:09:01 - Pectus: "Birch I will fight you." 13) 2015/05/29 01:09:11 - Solange: "We can have a mud wrestling competition >.>." 14) 2015/05/29 01:09:11 - Rawth: "You will Fir me Pectus!" 15) 2015/05/29 01:09:18 - Pectus: "YOU'RE JUST PINING AFTER HER." 16) 2015/05/29 01:09:43 - Rawth: "I know! Sometimes it feels like I'm Rowan down the river without a paddle!" 17) 2015/05/29 01:10:00 - Pectus: "Why don't you turn over a new leaf and find someone new." 18) 2015/05/29 01:10:08 - Solange: ":p." 19) 2015/05/29 01:10:16 - Pectus: "You're just aspen for trouble with her." 18) 2015/05/29 01:10:34 - Rawth: "Because I'd rather spend eternity chasing perfection than settle for average." 19) 2015/05/29 01:10:42 - Solange: "Oooh birch please."
(Clan1): @Portius says, "Oh, Zyphie wasn't here to be disgusted by us sucking face."
(Clan1): Portius says, "EMOTE MASHES HIS TONGUE INTO ^TREMULA'S MOUTH WHILE GRABBING HER TAINTED BOOTY WITH BOTH HANDS AND MAKING DIGUSTING MOANING NOISES."
(Clan1): You say, "SIR THAT IS NOT THE INTENDED USE OF THE PRODUCT."
(Clan1): Portius (from the Aetherways) says, "WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH A TAINTED BOOTY IF NOT GRAB IT."
(Clan1): You say, "ADMIRE IT. FRAME IT. PLACE IT ABOVE YOUR FIREPLACE AND STARE AT IT LONGINGLY WHILE YOU PUFF AT YOUR PIPE."
(Clan2): Portius (from the Aetherways) says, "YES TREMTREM I'M GONNA DUCT TAPE YOUR BOOTY OVER MY FIREPLACE AND JUST STARE AT THAT SHIT WHILE SMOKING ALL NIGHT LONG."
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A wry smile spreads across Leolamins's face.
You see the following people here:
Ellowyn, Ollie, Silea, Lothringen, Leolamins, Lavinya
Leolamins utters a deep, rumbling laugh.
Wrackstar Ollie d'Murani says, "You guys are so supposed to ask...'How fat is she!'"
You ask, "How fat is she??"
UnaCounted Leolamins d'Murani, the Undead Axe says, "That joke is even funnier now I know your wife is Ellowyn."
Leolamins utters a deep, rumbling laugh.
You tilt your head and listen intently to Ollie.
Ellowyn rolls her eyes.
Loudly, Silea Damascene says, "Ellowyn is not fat she is a near pinnacle of beauty."
Silea looks around and nods.
'Boo!' you scream happily at Silea.
Ellowyn grins mischievously at Silea.
UnaCounted Leolamins d'Murani, the Undead Axe says to Silea, "Shhh he is telling a joke."
You dismiss Silea with a wave of your hand.
Impatiently, Lothringen d'Murani says, "... even Gorgulu couldn't finish her."
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
Ino, BTS says, "Excuse me, Ambassador."
GUYS, IT HAPPENED!!!1!
#InoIsANationalTreasure
Edit: So bad at Simple HTML
@Tremula and I have been encouraging this zappable sentiment, mostly because:
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
The Inner Sea. I take commissions doe.
(The Midnight Legion): Enadonella (from the Midnight Coliseum) says, "Target: Kierstin."
(The Midnight Legion): You say, "Target: Tanin."
(The Midnight Legion): Tanin says, "Target: Yourmom."
(The Midnight Legion): You say, "We have the same mom Tanin..."
(The Midnight Legion): Tanin says, "Oh right."
I don't… what. He's meant to be the smart one.
The Inner Sea. I take commissions doe.
complete! Lords and Lady of Tainted Nil, I beseech you to turn your gazes to us now, and hear our
prayers!"
Hoping no one will notice a squat imp takes a sip of the sacrificial wine.
Vetala once again gives the offending imp a light flick, silently reprimanding it without turning to
it.
The murky haze climbs higher and higher, past ankles and then shins, and then knees, lapping at dangling fingertips like an ocean beckoning swimmers down into its darkened depths. Those shorter members of the congregation are threatened to be consumed entirely. Above it, the air begins to press down more heavily.
Higher and higher and higher it climbs, and more and more and more the pressure builds, until...
A series of sniggers and snickers rises and falls along the rooftops as the cogs in the smog scuttle above.
#badtiming
Victory, noun. The state of a city being so famous for puns that it gets blamed when foreigners start making them.
Whenever I go release plagues upon the basin everyone is up in arms, all quarantine this and cure that. But when you produce the single most pain-inducing contagion ever to be seen, it is welcomed. Bah, I say.
edit: Presented without further comment.
Lothringen d'Murani smiles and says, "Happy little trees!"
(Bloodfaire Council): @Lavinya (from the Aetherways) says, "I must retire to make myself stunning for public. I will return in a day or two."
(Bloodfaire Council): You say, "Oh course. At your age it must take ages."
(Bloodfaire Council): You say, "Hah."
7 ) 2015/05/29 01:08:43 - Pectus: "Sup bby, you wanna desk..my top?"
8 ) 2015/05/29 01:08:49 - Pectus: "That made sense in my head."
9 ) 2015/05/29 01:08:53 - Solange: "Lol."
10) 2015/05/29 01:08:53 - @Rawth: "She's mine
11) 2015/05/29 01:08:56 - @Tremula: "You don't want your figurine back?"
12) 2015/05/29 01:09:01 - Pectus: "Birch I will fight you."
13) 2015/05/29 01:09:11 - Solange: "We can have a mud wrestling competition
>.>."
14) 2015/05/29 01:09:11 - Rawth: "You will Fir me Pectus!"
15) 2015/05/29 01:09:18 - Pectus: "YOU'RE JUST PINING AFTER HER."
16) 2015/05/29 01:09:43 - Rawth: "I know! Sometimes it feels like I'm Rowan down
the river without a paddle!"
17) 2015/05/29 01:10:00 - Pectus: "Why don't you turn over a new leaf and find
someone new."
18) 2015/05/29 01:10:08 - Solange: ":p."
19) 2015/05/29 01:10:16 - Pectus: "You're just aspen for trouble with her."
18) 2015/05/29 01:10:34 - Rawth: "Because I'd rather spend eternity chasing
perfection than settle for average."
19) 2015/05/29 01:10:42 - Solange: "Oooh birch please."
Magnagorans be like.
No context needed.
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."