"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): Emmaline (from the Realm of the Hallowed Crone) says, "That sounds delicious. I would make out all day if I had a partner wearing that..."
(Serenwilde): Emmaline (from the Realm of the Hallowed Crone) says, "WOW MIS."
"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."
07:13:16.868 @Niun , riding a fledgling gryphon, arrives from the northeast.
Hah! I caught up!
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have advanced to level 91. You have reached the illustrious level of 5th Order of the Hyperphysical.
(Serenwilde): Emmaline (from the Realm of the Hallowed Crone) says, "That sounds delicious. I would make out all day if I had a partner wearing that..."
(Serenwilde): Emmaline (from the Realm of the Hallowed Crone) says, "WOW MIS."
(Serenwilde): Erebos says, "I'll take two."
!! This was meant for a clan obviously, but seriously. reese lipbalm? nom.
You tell Duchess Lyora Shee-Slaugh, Celebrant of the Scorpion, "Eep."
Lyora tells you, "Why aren't you in my inventory? I want to put you into the portal of fate."
You tell Duchess Lyora Shee-Slaugh, Celebrant of the Scorpion, "Um what?"
Lyora tells you, "You know... because you are a ghost!!"
You tell Duchess Lyora Shee-Slaugh, Celebrant of the Scorpion, "I'm a ghost?"
You tell Duchess Lyora Shee-Slaugh, Celebrant of the Scorpion, "Ahh the boo!"
You tell Duchess Lyora Shee-Slaugh, Celebrant of the Scorpion, "I'm slow, sorry."
Lyora tells you, "You ruined my joke."
You tell Duchess Lyora Shee-Slaugh, Celebrant of the Scorpion, "Completely not my fault."
You tell Duchess Lyora Shee-Slaugh, Celebrant of the Scorpion, "I mean, oh my that was scary, it reminds me of the time there was only half a cookie left in the cookie jar."
@Lyora tells you, "Haha!! ((if i wasn't on my phone i would post that to forums."
Fionn has been chewed away to ash and a blackened corpse by Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Minister of Sloth's ravenous arson. Kelly has been chewed away to ash and a blackened corpse by Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Minister of Sloth's ravenous arson. Kreon has been chewed away to ash and a blackened corpse by Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Minister of Sloth's ravenous arson. Romaan has been chewed away to ash and a blackened corpse by Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Minister of Sloth's ravenous arson. Daebach has been chewed away to ash and a blackened corpse by Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Minister of Sloth's ravenous arson. Melwyn has been chewed away to ash and a blackened corpse by Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Minister of Sloth's ravenous arson. Yurika has been chewed away to ash and a blackened corpse by Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Minister of Sloth's ravenous arson.
You never know when they will spring to life. There was a novice or something asking over CT what Ardrak was on about. He just stands at the Megalith responding to certain key words and just flailing about spouting gibberish. So I responded over CT to just ignore him because he is crazy.
Then Ardrak took to CT and proceeded to tell me off.....
Or that time talking about Tunika and happen to call him a her.. oh my all I can say.. he does not like being refered to as a she. But Ari is a bad judge of sex though.. she though @Sylphas was a chick for the longest time too >.>
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."
I'm still waiting to see animated Brennan, I hear he is very mean.
I always hope he will be animated while I keep screaming CROW!!!!! at him
I didn't like Brennan one bit when I ran into him. I wouldn't call him mean, more like... petty and obnoxious. I just felt like giving him a smack around the earhole.
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
EveriineWise Old Swordsbird / BrontaurIndianapolis, IN, USA
See the quiite in my Sig.
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.
Centre of the Necropolis. A magnificent chandelier featuring the Magnagoran Pantheon hangs high overhead here, bathing the area in sable and sanguine light. Rising up from cracks in the floor, the Megalith of Doom towers above everything here, polluting the air with its foul fumes. The Keeper of the Megalith stands here radiating a tainted presence. There are 45 wights here. There are 3 gibbering ghouls here. There are 2 grotesque ghasts here. There are 30 illithoid reavers here. Swirling eddies of chaotic ether dance around a marble shrine to Morgfyre that holds a crystal model of the planispheres. There are 3 wights here. The shrouded form of a wight floats ominously in the air here. The shrouded form of a wight floats ominously in the air here. In the shape of an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. A hunting trophy bearing Feyr's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Enadonella's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Taevyn's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Enadonella's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Kelly's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Aeden's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Yurika's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Atlair's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Enadonella's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Yvonari's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Anjou's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Daebach's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Daebach's head is proudly exhibited on a nearby wall. A hunting trophy bearing Everiine's head is proudly exhibited on a nearby wall. A hunting trophy bearing Azula's head is proudly exhibited on a nearby wall. A scarlet manticore with a wispy white mane rests skeletal black wings here, oddly possessing a barbed scorpion's tail, glistening with venom.
- 2014/11/11 03:13:06 - Grench: "A quick announcement to those who keep stacking hunting trophy at the Megalith. No one has any interest in spotting Enadonella three times over. Do not bother placing multiples of one kill."
As Tau rubs a bottle of sparkling citrine, its numerous facets sparkle with increasing radiance.
A stream of viscous smoke spills from a bottle of sparkling citrine, curling into a strange yellow genie with crystalline, faceted skin. With a sparkling grin, the genie disappears in a puff of smoke, leaving behind a group of 16 onyx gems.
As Tau rubs a bottle of shifting crimson hues, a helix of scarlet mists whirls around her.
A stream of viscous smoke spills from a bottle of shifting crimson hues, curling into a strange red genie wreathed in bands of blood-red mist. With a searching look, the genie disappears in a puff of smoke, leaving behind a group of 28 packets of dark malt.
As Tau rubs a bottle of azure sea-glass, churning waves of azure light surround her in a sweep of deep blue colour.
A stream of viscous smoke spills from a bottle of azure sea-glass, curling into a strange blue genie who gleams darkly like the surface of the sea. A distant, vacant look in her ocean eyes, the genie disappears in a puff of smoke, leaving behind a group of 25 sugar crystals.
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!"
Chatting with @Irillia about weaponizing puns and how to create a feedback loop with the assistance of generator dolls and @Portius, when we were overheard by a certain Divine we all know and love. This is what followed:
From nowhere, a little doll 'plops' onto the ground.
"doll155561" a silly doll of a harried trill librarian
Shoeless and silly-looking, this doll is the plush rendition of an arrogant trill scholar. Dressed in lab coat and wielding a heavy tome, his lips are pressed into a disapproving frown. He wears ridiculous spectacles.
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "For the Peerage!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "All submissions are of merit, but some are of more merit than others!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "The reward for reading a book is knowledge. The reward for writing a book is bestowing knowledge upon the uninformed masses!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Shoes are only necessary in heathen environments. I reject them!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "A rainbow is a harmonious array of colours, as orchestrated by the Sublime Theorem!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Rabbits are inferior species and thus of use to superior beings. It is right and just to skin them for stylish coats."
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian pockets a scalpel, whistling innocently.
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Children are to be seen and not heard, because they should be serving reeducation!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "A bloodline is only as pure as its weakest link!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Love is a transaction, not an emotion. The success of that transaction can however inspire higher emotions."
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Mimicry is the sincerest form of flattery!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Satire is the clever man's retort to criticism."
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Disrespect of the Peerage is disrespect of the Collective! Please report all incidents of smirking at Lords and Ladies to Sentinel of State Klayok Pavok."
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "All is justified in the name of Science!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Vivisections upon the lower caste exemplify Compassion because...!" The doll twitches slightly. "Error 4014."
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Tea is the fuel of the upper castes!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian adjusts his glasses once more, squinting skyward. His little cloth wings unfurl as he salutes, hovering in mid-air.
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "For Science!"
All at once, the doll flutters away.
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed 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.
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Hah! I caught up!
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have advanced to level 91.
You have reached the illustrious level of 5th Order of the Hyperphysical.
:-bd
ravenous arson.
Kelly has been chewed away to ash and a blackened corpse by Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Minister of Sloth's
ravenous arson.
Kreon has been chewed away to ash and a blackened corpse by Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Minister of Sloth's
ravenous arson.
Romaan has been chewed away to ash and a blackened corpse by Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Minister of Sloth's
ravenous arson.
Daebach has been chewed away to ash and a blackened corpse by Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Minister of Sloth's
ravenous arson.
Melwyn has been chewed away to ash and a blackened corpse by Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Minister of Sloth's
ravenous arson.
Yurika has been chewed away to ash and a blackened corpse by Ixchilgal Mes'ard, Minister of Sloth's
ravenous arson.
guuuuuuuurl
I'm still waiting to see animated Brennan, I hear he is very mean.
I always hope he will be animated while I keep screaming CROW!!!!! at him
It's true, I really am you.
It's true, I really am you.
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
Signature!
The Promised One has arrived.
Signature!
Poisoned by the poisoner...who'd have thunk.
A magnificent chandelier featuring the Magnagoran Pantheon hangs high overhead here, bathing the
area in sable and sanguine light. Rising up from cracks in the floor, the Megalith of Doom towers
above everything here, polluting the air with its foul fumes. The Keeper of the Megalith stands here
radiating a tainted presence. There are 45 wights here. There are 3 gibbering ghouls here. There are
2 grotesque ghasts here. There are 30 illithoid reavers here. Swirling eddies of chaotic ether dance
around a marble shrine to Morgfyre that holds a crystal model of the planispheres. There are 3
wights here. The shrouded form of a wight floats ominously in the air here. The shrouded form of a
wight floats ominously in the air here. In the shape of an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. A
hunting trophy bearing Feyr's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful hunter. A
hunting trophy bearing Enadonella's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful
hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Taevyn's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a skillful
hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Enadonella's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a
skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Kelly's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a
skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Aeden's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a
skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Yurika's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a
skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Atlair's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power of a
skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Enadonella's head is here, a grisly reminder of the power
of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Yvonari's head is here, a grisly reminder of the
power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Anjou's head is here, a grisly reminder of the
power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Daebach's head is here, a grisly reminder of
the power of a skillful hunter. A hunting trophy bearing Daebach's head is proudly exhibited on a
nearby wall. A hunting trophy bearing Everiine's head is proudly exhibited on a nearby wall. A
hunting trophy bearing Azula's head is proudly exhibited on a nearby wall. A scarlet manticore with
a wispy white mane rests skeletal black wings here, oddly possessing a barbed scorpion's tail,
glistening with venom.
- 2014/11/11 03:13:06 - Grench: "A quick announcement to those who keep stacking hunting trophy at
the Megalith. No one has any interest in spotting Enadonella three times over. Do not bother placing
multiples of one kill."
As Tau rubs a bottle of sparkling citrine, its numerous facets sparkle with increasing radiance.
A stream of viscous smoke spills from a bottle of sparkling citrine, curling into a strange yellow genie with crystalline, faceted skin. With a sparkling grin, the genie disappears in a puff of smoke, leaving behind a group of 16 onyx gems.
As Tau rubs a bottle of shifting crimson hues, a helix of scarlet mists whirls around her.
A stream of viscous smoke spills from a bottle of shifting crimson hues, curling into a strange red genie wreathed in bands of blood-red mist. With a searching look, the genie disappears in a puff of smoke, leaving behind a group of 28 packets of dark malt.
As Tau rubs a bottle of azure sea-glass, churning waves of azure light surround her in a sweep of deep blue colour.
From nowhere, a little doll 'plops' onto the ground.
"doll155561" a silly doll of a harried trill librarian
Shoeless and silly-looking, this doll is the plush rendition of an arrogant trill scholar. Dressed in lab coat and wielding a heavy tome, his lips are pressed into a disapproving frown. He wears ridiculous spectacles.
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "For the Peerage!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "All submissions are of merit, but some are of more merit than others!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "The reward for reading a book is knowledge. The reward for writing a book is bestowing knowledge upon the uninformed masses!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Shoes are only necessary in heathen environments. I reject them!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "A rainbow is a harmonious array of colours, as orchestrated by the Sublime Theorem!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Rabbits are inferior species and thus of use to superior beings. It is right and just to skin them for stylish coats."
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian pockets a scalpel, whistling innocently.
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Children are to be seen and not heard, because they should be serving reeducation!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "A bloodline is only as pure as its weakest link!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Love is a transaction, not an emotion. The success of that transaction can however inspire higher emotions."
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Mimicry is the sincerest form of flattery!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Satire is the clever man's retort to criticism."
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Disrespect of the Peerage is disrespect of the Collective! Please report all incidents of smirking at Lords and Ladies to Sentinel of State Klayok Pavok."
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "All is justified in the name of Science!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Vivisections upon the lower caste exemplify Compassion because...!" The doll twitches slightly. "Error 4014."
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "Tea is the fuel of the upper castes!"
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian adjusts his glasses once more, squinting skyward. His little cloth wings unfurl as he salutes, hovering in mid-air.
A silly doll of a harried trill librarian exclaims, "For Science!"
All at once, the doll flutters away.
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
Please give me a doll of myself, thank you.
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
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Admin pls punish.