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Beauty Seal Designs!
Shaddus
, the Leper MessiahOutside your window.
Post your designs here!
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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Edit: Not sure why I can't do quotes but whatever.
Ingredients: fruit 3 grain 2 milk 1 sugar 4 spices 2 kafe 1
Mortal Reviews: Allowed
IMPORTANT: The main noun MUST use one of these: CAKE
Appearance:
a commemorative cake of Hallifax's return
Dropped:
A sugar-coated blackberry cake rests here in an orderly fashion.
Examined:
Octagonal in shape, this palm-sized cake smells heavily of mountain
berries. A ring of blackberries crusted with sugar surrounds the outer
edge of the cake's top layer of dark frosting. Winding through the
middle of the frosting is a small strip of emerald-hued fondant, shaped
like a road and leading to the feet of a small rock candy figurine.
Obviously lucidian and vaguely feminine, the blue candy figurine wields
a marzipan miniature of the Hand of Tzaraziko raised in a triumphant
display of fortitude. The cake below the icing is soft and crimson in
hue, and appears to be flavoured with kafe and raspberries.
Consume:
Picking off the decorative figure atop the cake, you pull gently at the
miniature Hand of Tzaraziko, revealing it to be a small marzipan fork.
Using it to dig into the cake, you proceed to devour it from the top
down, tossing the blackberries into your mouth and rolling them around
in your mouth before swallowing them. After eating the top layer, you
dig into the bottom, the taste of kafe and raspberries blending well
together. Finally finishing the cake, you bite into the makeshift fork,
snapping it between your teeth and chewing it up before downing it. With
a last, regretful frown at the rock candy figurine, you bite into it,
finding it to be filled with blueberry jam. A few moments of crunching
and the deed is done, the cake completely devoured.
Smell:
Inhaling deeply over this cake, you smell berries and kafe, as well as a hint of almond.
Taste:
Nibbling delicately upon the cake, you taste both blackberry and a hint of almond.
PFF
Commodities: platinum 300 gems 25 gold 15 silver 15 silk 30 flower 5 goldtint 10
Mortal Reviews: Allowed
IMPORTANT: The main noun MUST use one of these: BARDICHE
Appearance:
a sleek platinum bardiche of sacrifice's embrace
Dropped:
A streamlined platinum bardiche rests here, waiting to be held again.
Examined:
This sleek halberd has a long crystalline haft, rough and unpolished to
provide a good grip during battle. A fine silver mesh laces down the
entirety of the pole in a crisscrossing diamond pattern. From the
business end of the bardiche juts a streamlined blade of the purest
platinum, razor sharp and aesthetically pleasing. Filigreed into the
side of the blade is a pair of trill. One, slender and feminine,
embraces a larger, stocky storm trill in full ceremonial plate. Intimate
and solemn, the scene holds a sense of resignation as though this
embrace were their last before battle. Below the blade hangs a small
silken handkerchief, scented lightly with lavender and bearing a
stitched set of initials in a curving hand.
Roar Shack Inkblot Cartel (not actually submitted, I forgot!)
Commodities: purpletint 110 coal 10 diamond 10
Mortal Reviews: Allowed
Tattoo Weight: 100
Appearance:
an expanse of infinite stars
Examined:
An expansive patch of purple and black fills a majority of the back,
almost forboding in its depth. Diamond dust has been liberally sprinkled
throughout the tattoo, giving it the appearance of a star-filled night
without any detracting light. Here and there, various constellations are
shown in the haphazard glimmers; from the Dolphin to the Twin Crystals,
each is depicted gently nestled in the velvety darkness. Upon closer
examination, it seems the constellations are all ordered in a rough
circle around a central spray of stars resembling a six-spoked ship's
helm.
Cartel PDA
Commodities: wood 10 pearl 5 silver 5
Mortal Reviews: Allowed
Space: 10% Furniture Type: Normal Furnishings
Outdoors: No Container: No Can Have Lock: No
IMPORTANT: The main noun MUST use one of these: CHAIR
Appearance:
a relief-carved chair of sun bleached driftwood with mother-of-pearl inlay
Dropped:
A relief-carved chair of sun bleached driftwood stands proudly here.
Examined:
The body of this elegant chair has been constructed from sun bleached
driftwood, the pale surfaces relief-carved with delicate flowing lines
curling into sinuous, foam-kissed waves. The frame and armrest of the
chair are formed by a lattice of gently curved cross pieces, flowing
from left leg to right arm, and right leg to left arm, pinned in the
centre where they overlap to brace the fragile creation. The back panel
of the chair is centred on a roundel, the circular centrepiece inlaid
with thin flakes of mother-of-pearl picking out an intricate design of
overlaid stars worked into a spiralling path that opens at the lower
edge to twine into a raised heart carving. Arching gracefully over the
roundel, the wing-patterned back rest curves from arm to arm, and arcs
high into a silver chased halo before sweeping back down and closing the
chair's circular form and allowing the carved wave relief to loop around
the entirety of the frame.
Cartel Crumcook
Ingredients: grain 20 sugar 40 milk 15 eggs 5 fruit 2 spices 10
Mortal Reviews: Allowed
IMPORTANT: The main noun MUST use one of these: CAKE
Appearance:
a six-tiered cake of Crumkindivian pride
Dropped:
Dwarfing the common confection with its six decadent tiers, this massive cake perfectly embodies the
whimsy and landscape of Crumkindivia.
Examined:
Sugar, spice and everything nice culminate in perfect form to create
this towering confection, its six squared tiers stacked high enough to
dwarf even the loftiest of furrikin in saccharine delight. Its bottom
tier is slathered in a thick buttercream, onto which handfuls of brown
sugar have been heaped to echo the sweet mimicry of earth found upon
the aetherbubble of Crumkindivia; small figures encircle this baked
platform, each lovingly reproduced in edible goods as their true forms:
men and women shaped from baked gingerbread, and beady-eyed peeps of
fluffy mallow. The second and third tier blend seamlessly from crushed
rock candy in a thousand colours to a water-esque gel icing, the latter
of which appears as a bubbling drink with suspended beads of tapioca.
Gummy fish in red and yellow are shown mid-dive around the circumference
of this fizzy river, smiles wide despite their coming fate. Peppermint
spires and pink sticks of bubblegum - thankfully yet unchewed - rise as
the miniaturised stronghold of the Pastry Revolution, dehydrated fruit
pennants strung proudly from the minarets, while a lumpy figure of dough
evidently only half-baked sits at the forefront. The fifth tier, perhaps
the most menacing feature of the cake, conversely showcases the fortress
of the Liquorice Dynasty: angular walls of gumdrop-riveted marzipan and
red-black lollipops bespeak an air of cruelty to contrast the reigning
joy on tiers beneath. Despite this, the infamous Queen herself is not
present here, but instead as one of two figures crowning the cake in a
heartwarming sentiment: uncrowned, she stands beside one who could only
be the Muffin Man, their hands joined in a gesture of unity carried by
the much smaller peeps and gingerbread people frozen in joyous dance
around the whole of the sugar-dusted apex.
Consume:
Unsure where to begin, you scrape a bit of icing from the cake's lowest
tier. Mildly sweet, the buttercream borrows a bit of flavour from the
marble cake beneath as well as the generous brown sugar crammed atop it.
You continue upwards, sampling rock candy, gummy fish and peppermint
sticks, barely allowing yourself a breath as you devour lollipop flags
and peep after sweet peep. Before you know it, the whole of the massive
cake is gone, leaving you with only a smeared platter and stray limbs of
gingerbread people which you promptly discard in equal satisfaction and
shame.
Smell:
So numerous are the scents wafting from this treat, your mind can barely place one before it fades
into the next: gingerbread, fruit, bubblegum and even pungent black liquorice promise a myriad of
delights and leave your mouth watering.
Taste:
You pluck a single, tiny gingerbread man from somewhere upon the cake, using the doomed figure to
scoop a heap of icing before delivering him to a merciless end. Though tasty, the sample only
further exaggerates the sheer size of the cake before you, and all those pieces left to try.
Cartel TTT
Ingredients: milk 1 grain 1 spices 2 fruit 1 sugar 2
Mortal Reviews: Disallowed
IMPORTANT: The main noun MUST use one of these: MUFFIN
Appearance:
a pumpkin and cream cheese muffin with pecan streusel
Dropped:
Smelling delightfully of autumn, an orange muffin resides here.
Examined:
Large and orange, this hefty muffin is topped with a thick layer of
pecan streusel and seems to be filled with sweetened cream cheese. About
the size of an orclach's fist, it's both heavy and aromatic; the muffin
smells heavily of pumpkin and cinnamon.
Consume:
Hot, sweet cream cheese floods your mouth as you bite into this muffin.
Pumpkin and cinnamon blend with the filling to provide a hearty treat.
You take another bite, and take in part of the pecan streusel with it, a
bit sweeter than the rest of the muffin but not by much. With one last
large bite, you devour the muffin and sigh contentedly.
Smell:
The scents of pumpkin and cinnamon almost make this muffin smell like a pumpkin pie.
Taste:
Nibbling on the corner of the muffin, you bite into the streusel. Hints of cinnamon and pecan mix
with nutmeg to provide an amazing topping to what is surely a delicious muffin.
Cartel Chaoscarn
Commodities: marble 750 emerald 50 ruby 50 diamond 75 fireessence 20 wood 100 gems 30 silk 20 silver
20 amethyst 50 coral 50 spices 35 sugar 10
Mortal Reviews: Allowed
Space: 70% Furniture Type: Normal Furnishings
Outdoors: No Container: No Can Have Lock: No
IMPORTANT: The main noun MUST use one of these: THRONE
Appearance:
a fanciful throne of mountainous pastries
Dropped:
The smell of cinnamon and sugar fills the air around the throne sitting here, resembling little more
than a pile of freshly baked pastries.
Examined:
Carved primarily from marble in various shades of tan, this throne
resembles a mountainous pile of pastries. From the rectangular base
formed to look just like an enormous cheese danish to the carefully
stacked sour cream donuts to the long john donuts carved for armrests,
every sort of pastry is represented in this noble, but utterly delicious
throne. The aroma of sugar and spice fills the area around the throne,
any errant breeze wafting it away for quite some distance. A bevy of
bismarck donuts provides the backrest, each one filled with what would
normally be an appetising fruit filling, if it weren't actually slices
of gemstones artfully arranged to drip down the wall of pastries. The
seat itself is covered with a silken napkin and shaped like a raft of
cannoli, each one filled with a thick marble paste of light tan. Arrayed
atop the danish base of the throne is a pile of cream puffs, creme
horns, and creme-filled donuts in various shapes and sizes.
Cartel BBF
Commodities: wood 200 gold 100 silver 100
Mortal Reviews: Allowed
IMPORTANT: The main noun MUST use one of these: KLANGAXE, AXE
Appearance:
a lissom electrum klangaxe of refined tastes
Dropped:
Forged of the finest materials for the finest wielders, an attractive klangaxe has been
unfortunately left here.
Examined:
Sleek and attractive despite its deadly nature, this klangaxe has been
forged from the finest materials around. A piece of dark, rich rosewood
has been carved meticulously into a firm, solid handle for the double
bitted axe head formed of pure electrum alloy. Perhaps two-thirds of a
metre in width, the blades are made in the bipennis style and are
heavily etched with arabesque lines in swirling, interweaving curls. The
handle itself is shallowly carved in the same manner, thus exposing the
inner grain of the wood. Despite the decorations on the weapon, the
edges of the blade gleam just as wickedly as a less ornate counterpart.
Cartel Lunatat
Commodities: goldtint 40 faeleaf 20 redtint 5 yellowtint 5 bluetint 5 greentint 5 purpletint 5 coal
5
Mortal Reviews: Disallowed
Tattoo Weight: 25
Appearance:
the interlocking cosmos
Examined:
This elegant tattoo covers the entirety of the bearer's left arm,
starting at the shoulder before ending neatly at the wrist. A large
stylised sun in bright gold, red, and yellow has been tattooed directly
on the bearer's shoulder, using the curves of the shoulder to accentuate
the roundness of the sun. Underneath the sun is a large dormant volcano,
the earthy base done in dark browns, giving way to hints of red at the
top. The twin crystals flank the volcano, one on each side. The silver
crystals shimmer slightly, the ink translucent, allowing glimpses of the
bearer's skin. A bright red lion fights with a a dark green crocodile,
the lion's fluffy fur contrasting with the crocodile's smooth scales. A
bright yellow bumblebee bears a disconcerting set of antlers, the
antlers the same fuzzy yellow as the body of the pudgy bee. A massive
dragon wraps around the elbow, curled around a pale white skull. The
dragon has been inked on in a plethora of colours, the shimmering scales
creating a rainbow of colours. Bright white crowns his head, before
transitioning into cheerful colours, slowly fading down his body before
fading to more sombre colours, finally ending in black at the tip of his
tail. A single clawed hand grasps the skull he is wrapped around,
holding it in place. Several dolphins cavort underneath the dragon,
bright blue with small whitecaps of water surrounding them. A heavy
burning censer done in silver pours smoke towards the bearer's wrist,
the smoke creating ghostly spiders that skitter among the other designs.
A heavy dark blue and white glacier rests near the bearer's wrist,
before giving way to a single large pale white moon.
This magnificent tapestry stretches tall and wide, each minuscule stitch
and silken thread skilfully intertwined to grant remarkable detail to
the work of art. To the left is the artist's interpretation of Yudhe's
daughter Dynara; a feminine ethereal figure with flowing, pure white
hair and graceful arms extended. Vivid flowers bloom within Her cupped
hands - tender crimson roses, graceful white lilies, delicate cobalt
irises and innumerable others in every shade of pink, saffron, violet
and azure. Viridian vines curl and trail from Her fingertips, twisting
and writhing about Her form with bourgeoning vitality. In contrast to
the pure light of Dynara is the darkness of Her sister Magnora,
embroidered painstakingly to the right. Enshrouded in shadow, Her form
is nigh indiscernible, the entire slice of the tapestry exuding a vast,
unfathomable emptiness. Twisted shapes reside within the veil of
darkness, the skill of the artist evident in the way they only add to
desolation. Inky black thread is touched here and there with bistre,
charcoal and navy filament to illustrate the Daughter and Her entourage
of Soulless gods with minimal flair. Betwixt the Daughters slashes a
great tear upon the surface of the tapestry, giving dimension to the
image and creating the focal point for the onlooker. Fine, iridescent
silk fills the slashed opening, an oil-slick patina rendering it all
hues and none. Within is revealed the legacy of the Nameless Son of
Yudhe - humankind. The crowd of beings are all similar and yet unique -
feminine, masculine, dark, fair and all in between - a veritable wonder
of minute design. A long iron rod is threaded atop the tapestry allowing
it to hang without detracting from the workmanship of the piece.
It has 300 months of usefulness left.
It weighs about 100 pounds.
It bears the distinctive mark of The Charites, the Administrators of Crafts.
It has been stamped with the seal of The Wyrmwood Artisan Cartel.
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Appearance:
a jewelled watch depicting Zvoltz and Isune
Dropped:
A jewelled watch depicting the meeting of two Elder Gods has been left here, sparkling with every caress of ambient light.
Examined:
Encased in burnished platinum and encircled with a border of sparkling deep-blue sapphires, this opulent watch is worn fastened around the wrist by means of a slender platinum band composed of fine herringbone links. Protected by a sheet of clear diamond, the round clock face has been delicately painted with a starry night sky, across which stretches a graceful crystal bridge flanked by soaring gemstone spires. Displayed in golden numerals across the top of the clock face, a series of even numbers from zero to twelve arches upward along the left edge. Below them, the tall, austere silhouette of Lord Zvoltz forms the hour hand of this remarkable watch as He paces patiently upon the left side of the bridge, His silver-sculpted body outlined in jagged shards of glass to evoke a quality of crackling lambency. Meanwhile, another series of golden numerals in multiples of ten from sixty to zero curves gently above the right side of the clock face. Beneath them, the pearlescent figure of Lady Isune glides blithely across the right side of the bridge, Her rainbow-enamelled wings aflutter as She counts each passing minute of the day. At midnight, the two Elder Gods meet in the centre of the bridge to dance together beneath the swirling, scintillating constellations. Then, as a result of the watch's retrograde clockwork movement, the two eventually separate and return to their initial positions at the periphery of the clock face, only to begin another journey toward each other. Clearly crafted with aesthetics in mind, rather than meticulous timekeeping, this watch poetically portrays the two Elder Gods' courtship in all its poignant transience and romantic beauty.
Edit: Fixing linebreak issues.
Appearance:
an unearthly tea cup of oil-painted Ourobori
Dropped:
An unearthly tea cup of oil-painted Ourobori rests upon a slim, angular
disc.
Examined:
This porcelain tea cup is given a malleable appearance from afar due to
its coating of seemingly fresh, oily, hand-painted scenery. Tones of
dark green and black blend together upon the complete cup. Laid by a
sensitive hand in an expressive demeanour, the artist has depicted
intertwining Ourobori in tones of darkened gold, bronze and hazily
shadowed details which skilfully seem to blend a tad in the devouring
background. The cup possesses a delicate, slightly flaring rim lined
with fresh dark red paint upon which are imprinted the lips of the last
drinker. The cup rests upon a slim, dark porcelain disc with areas of
crackled paint near the edges. In the centre of this disc, a still
puddle of oil surrounds the contours of the cup or fills the available
space when said cup is taken away.
Note to self: Make very long examined descriptions for my designs.
Appearance:
a contemporary cubic bookshelf of smooth, dark wood blocks
Dropped:
Oblong blocks of smooth, dark wood are piled up to form a spacious,
cubic bookshelf structure
offering four facades of shelves.
Examined:
This immense bookshelf of a contemporary style has been designed for
both aesthetics and convenience. Piled up blocks of smooth, dark wood
have been brushed to perfection, leaving a pleasant sensation to
the touch. Sharp cube-shaped blocks rest one upon the other at the four
corners of this perfectly cubic structure to support thick rectangular
shelves. There are no back panels to the shelves, leaving the ability to
see everything inside or on the other side of the bookshelf. While
imposing in the size of its components, the blocks appear to rest on
each other without anything else to hold them together other than
gravity,
conveying through the structure an unique sense of fragility. The
bookshelf
stands elegantly in the middle of the room, leaving four spacious
shelving facades to hold a phenomenal quantity of books and small tools.
On the bottom of a panel, a delicate signature has been carved by the
creator, almost unnoticeable.
Appearance:
an antique bronze coffer journal clasped by an Ouroboros of darkened
wood
Dropped:
A bronze coffer journal clasped by an Ouroboros of darkened wood rests
on the ground.
Examined:
This large, rectangular coffer of heavy, brazen metal has its surface
worked gracefully to depict a greatly detailed labyrinth of monolithic
Ourobori. The design covering its entire surface grants to the ensemble
a fierce nobility. A delicate Ouroboros of darkened wood is used to seal
the brazen receptacle, upon which very subtle delineations allow the
perception that one would be able to open the item. The Ouroborian clasp
is deeply carved with an impressive amount of details. A few of its
scales bear ancient remains of hand-painted sanguine or dark green hues
deeply absorbed within the wood. The interior of the coffer is almost
completely filled with chitinous, onyx scales and golden sand. One would
need to push them aside to discover a thick pile of old, hardened
parchment pages, left loose and in a questionable order. Messy
scriptures fill the parchment pages as well as many ink stains and quick
annotations.
Appearance:
flowing robes of silken viridian held with gold and iron Ouroborian
clockworks
Dropped:
Sheer, lustrous viridian silken robes woven with various metals are
abandoned here.
Examined:
Sheer, lustrous silk dyed in deep viridian is meticulously sewn to form
these robes of high quality fabric. A high, straight collar slightly
unveils the throat of the wearer in a sharp and hollow neckline. These
robes are prettily loose-fitting to the wearer's form as a soft caress
to the skin and allow ample movement. The waist is held tightly with
clockwork gears of shiny gold and dull iron carved to form an Ouroborian
scenery. The metallic gears of various sizes are displayed in an
aesthetic manner. They hold the waist closely to crawl up and encase the
left shoulder grievously. Long, plain sleeves of viridian silk end at
the wrists of the wearer. The fabric of the flowing robes falls heavily
into vertical folds until it touches the ground. A large hood protects
the wearer from capricious atmospheric conditions.
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Appearance:
an elegant band of cerulean waves and honeyed starlight
Dropped:
Wrought of honeyed gold and starlight bright, this slender band lies here forlornly warding off the night.
Examined:
Wrought from wintry platinum and melded with honeyed gold, this elegant band has been enwreathed by the susurrating ebbs and flows of moonlit tides. Slender whorls of liquid starlight meander through a tapestry of nigh imperceptible channels etched beneath the unblemished silvery canvas, inscribing within the metal soft ripples of seafoam blue tinged by effervescent golden flecks that ponderously crest yonder sculpted waves. Whimsical overtones of autumnal hues embrace its surface, shifting ceaselessly through shimmering curtains of rustic carmine and sanguine amaranth blooms which fugaciously veil the underlying band, utterly banishing hither shadows with a dazzling radiance that bespeaks the love by which it was tempered. Venturing forth thusly upon the brink of a precipitous twilight pregnant with the expectant promise of a brilliantly unfettered dawn, soothing motes of light have been drawn from the weft of the dreamscape and infused into the starlit currents, frolicking to and fro in blithe and capricious motions reminiscent of the shoals of golden firefly squid which suffuse the depths of the Inner Sea with their chaotic yet blindingly incandescent dance.
Twinkling like the night sky, a gorgeous gown lies here.
A vision in midnight blue, this gown is cut from the finest silk and underlaid with a mesh of metallic thread to lend it both strength and shape. The silk is dyed a deep blue and inset with innumerable gems, powdered into a fine dust and arrayed throughout the cloth in such a way as to reflect the sky on a clear night. Galaxies of beryl and sapphire spiral along the skirt, which is bunched into an elegant pleat, while gold thread has been used to subtly accent familiar constellations among the countless miniature stars. Silver silk adorns the bottom edge of the gown in an elegant trim that fades slowly back into the darker blue, interrupted only by a silver embroidery that ties both the visible and under layers together. The skirt is set on an ivory cage, which also lies under the bodice to define its shape. More silver silk is set along the neckline and at the shoulders in a scalloped portrait style, accenting the wearer's face with a touch of elegance and terminating in a pair of cap-style sleeves. This too is dusted with gemstones, though only diamond and even that lightly to allow the wearer's own beauty or lack thereof to shine through. Where the bodice and corset meet the skirt, a sheer black chiffon sash encircles the waist, providing an inky band of contrast between one and the other. The entire garment shimmers and twinkles like the scene it represents, with some of the larger clusters of stars even emitting a faint light.
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