I'd like to say woo to Estarra for not getting mad after I decided not to customize my vial. She designed it all and so on and there was me going 'I've decided no' and after being in hospital. He/She was cool about it, when most people would have just been pissed.
A masked taurian exclaims, "Sugoi! Gorlois-kun is kawaii, uguu~!"
My rave is for people who RP true to their characters, regardless of the consequences, like good old insane @Xarcon.
The thing that has me laughing OOC is not the tennis match I have been having, it's the eerie quiet in the other parts of the game.
It's like hundreds of Celestian players jumped on their Mag alts and are sitting in the audience.
I imagine the Divines are in a VIP box smoking cigars and drinking martinis debating how they are going to fry me at the end of it...
Little does everyone know... I'm really a Shaddus alt!
It's true. Even Shaddus is on his Mag alt, watching this.
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.
You say to Ayman n'Kylbar, "I would very much like to see your latest accomplishment, where shall I find it?"
Ayman n'Kylbar says, "Ah, yes."
Ayman n'Kylbar says, "My apologies, Heresiarch. I am oft-forgetful that the d'Murani require escorts."
Ayman n'Kylbar says, "You may witness it within the market complex, as mentioned."
Ayman n'Kylbar's eyes twinkle enchantingly.
Lavinya clicks her tongue, a faint narrowing of her eyes the only outward recognition of your tone.
Flippantly, you say, "Marriage does not change one's blood, Lord Ayman. I must have passed it when I looked earlier, I presumed it would be something magnificent, you see. I shall look again." Ayman n'Kylbar raises an eyebrow at you.
Ayman n'Kylbar's jaw tightens marginally, though a faint smile yet plays upon his features.
Ayman n'Kylbar says, "Do take care in journeying there, my lady. The beggars, they are so often untoward."
Lavinya flashes an amused smile and inclines her head a fraction in aknowledgement.
You say, "I am no stranger to dealing with those who find themselves as the scourge of society. I will be careful indeed. Good day, Ayman." Ayman n'Kylbar raises an eyebrow at you.
Lavinya sashays away, a ghost of a smile on her lips.
--- Ahh, it's the little things like this that enrich the game, such subtle family snarkiness. Raves for secret npc puppet masters!
Hm. I am beginning to suspect I have an addiction.
He is a fierce dracnari and stands just a few inches above six feet, with his agile form covered in darkly tanned skin. Sharp black scales that shift in hues of purple burst through the skin at various spots, but are mostly centred on his oddly prominent spine and the upper side of his viciously spiked tail. Unruly ebon curls cover most of almond-shaped eyes that glow like hot embers, but his beaked nose and full and shapely lips remain clearly visible. His goatee is however quite well-trimmed in contrast to his hair. He is wearing a crimson silk rope belt hung with golden bells, a golden hoop inlaid with garnet through his left ear, a golden hoop inlaid with garnet through his right ear, a golden hoop inlaid with garnet through his septum, a loose pair of dancers' trousers, desert sandals of roughened leather, a supple pair of fingerless leather gloves, a simple gold hoop through his left ear, a simple gold hoop through his left ear, a simple gold hoop through his left ear, a simple gold hoop through his left ear, a simple gold hoop through his right ear, a simple gold hoop through his right ear, a simple gold hoop through his right ear, a simple gold hoop through his right ear, a sapphire ring of waves, a simple gold hoop through his left nipple, a simple gold hoop through his right nipple and a navel stud with a dangling ruby flame through his navel. He walks with the truefavour of Estarra.
Yay, Brewmeister! Now I need to contemplate a race change....
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!"
It's the little things like this that make me glad I play here. Awesome stuff like this shows that the admin really care. Thanks for the lols and utility!
Also, awesome time generating the Gaudi newb bar name last night. Raves for Mysrai and Estarra for a hilarious discussion.
EDIT: Me no make grammar good when me no have coffee.
Had a long-standing bug that Iosai has been patiently trying to locate for the last three or so months. Today after a particularly helpful bout of astral insanity she thinks that she's located the reason for random entourage loss, and slain it.
This thing has been such a nuisance for -so long-. Thank you so much for spending so much time delving into it with me, Iosai!
/rave for superb administrators.
Thank you for being so patient while we found out what exactly was causing it!
I just bought 300 credits to get a circlet of lucidity... guess what ultimate prize I got from one of the promotional presents? Now I have a free circlet, a shiny new paradox puzzle and an extra 100 credits!
You quickly unwrap a sopping wet present, which sprays glittering silver dust and cheerful confetti into the air, and excitedly pull a changeling cameo from within.
Yay! Except I will never ever use it. Too bad.
Also. What does a cloak of shifting hues do? Or a dimensional anomaly?
A horde of beings swarms about Your bulk. They are diverse in shape but are, without exception, horrific to look upon. Claws and teeth without number flash across Your vision, and nebulous masses of compound eyes and writhing tentacles and spindly antennae all twist around You. With the merest thought, You open wide Your maw and lazily swallow one.
You quickly unwrap a sopping wet present, which sprays glittering silver dust and cheerful confetti into the air, and excitedly pull a changeling cameo from within.
Yay! Except I will never ever use it. Too bad.
Also. What does a cloak of shifting hues do? Or a dimensional anomaly?
There's a reason help files exist.
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
You quickly unwrap a sopping wet present, which sprays glittering silver dust and cheerful confetti into the air, and excitedly pull a changeling cameo from within.
Yay! Except I will never ever use it. Too bad.
Also. What does a cloak of shifting hues do? Or a dimensional anomaly?
There's a reason help files exist.
I checked artifacts utility, artifact miscelleanous and artifacts combat. Didn't see anything
Maybe should take another look.
A horde of beings swarms about Your bulk. They are diverse in shape but are, without exception, horrific to look upon. Claws and teeth without number flash across Your vision, and nebulous masses of compound eyes and writhing tentacles and spindly antennae all twist around You. With the merest thought, You open wide Your maw and lazily swallow one.
A horde of beings swarms about Your bulk. They are diverse in shape but are, without exception, horrific to look upon. Claws and teeth without number flash across Your vision, and nebulous masses of compound eyes and writhing tentacles and spindly antennae all twist around You. With the merest thought, You open wide Your maw and lazily swallow one.
The Zyphora Entrias wedding was a lot of fun! @Isune is pretty awesome
Oh god, this. So much love for Isune.
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.
Many raves for the amazing @Isune, who performed an absolutely lovely wedding on such short notice. Sincere apologies to everyone who wanted to be there but couldn't - it was very abrupt and since everyone who had to be there was suddenly available at the time, we thought it would be simplest to complete the ceremony right there and then. Thank you, @Shedrin, for logging the whole thing!
I can adopt my daughters now, yay!
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Cyndarinused Flamethrower! It was super effective.
edited April 2013
I am unusually excited and weirded out that my book was submitted for prestige. I know it's not a big deal, but none of my published books have ever been submitted for prestige.
So rave for Tacita for fixing my terrible grammatical errors and thinking my book was decent!
edit: And Septim who also waded through my grammatical disaster.
The cake is not a lie; instead, it is a camouflaged hiding spot.
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.
You quickly unwrap a sopping wet present, which sprays glittering silver dust and cheerful confetti into the air, and excitedly pull the Charm of the Clangoru from within. You've unwrapped a SUPERIOR present! Type PRESENTS to see your Gift Counter.
You quickly unwrap a sopping wet present, which sprays glittering silver dust and cheerful confetti into the air, and excitedly pull an earthenware stein from within. You've unwrapped a SUPERIOR present! Type PRESENTS to see your Gift Counter.
I think the divine are trying to tell me something =p
Never put passion before principle. Even if you win, you lose.
If olive oil comes from olives, where does baby oil come from?
If vegetarians eat vegetables, what do humanitarians eat?
I am unusually excited and weirded out that my book was submitted for prestige. I know it's not a big deal, but none of my published books have ever been submitted for prestige.
So rave for Tacita for fixing my terrible grammatical errors and thinking my book was decent!
You should rave also for Septim, who did the second proofread
You quickly unwrap a sopping wet present, which sprays glittering silver dust and cheerful confetti into the air, and excitedly pull a changeling cameo from within.
Yay! Except I will never ever use it. Too bad.
Also. What does a cloak of shifting hues do? Or a dimensional anomaly?
Raves to all the envoys (Synkarin, Enyalida, Celina, Vadi) and other people who have been super awesome (Nihta for letting me slap on her, Elanorwen for being super patient, and Lerad for letting me go test-crazy in the arena) with putting up my newbishness and incredible desire to see Wyrdenwood become totally amazing!
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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It's like hundreds of Celestian players jumped on their Mag alts and are sitting in the audience.
I imagine the Divines are in a VIP box smoking cigars and drinking martinis debating how they are going to fry me at the end of it...
Little does everyone know... I'm really a Shaddus alt!
Ayman n'Kylbar says, "Ah, yes."
Ayman n'Kylbar says, "My apologies, Heresiarch. I am oft-forgetful that the d'Murani require escorts."
Ayman n'Kylbar says, "You may witness it within the market complex, as mentioned."
Ayman n'Kylbar's eyes twinkle enchantingly.
Lavinya clicks her tongue, a faint narrowing of her eyes the only outward recognition of your tone.
Flippantly, you say, "Marriage does not change one's blood, Lord Ayman. I must have passed it when I looked earlier, I presumed it would be something magnificent, you see. I shall look again."
Ayman n'Kylbar raises an eyebrow at you.
Ayman n'Kylbar's jaw tightens marginally, though a faint smile yet plays upon his features.
Ayman n'Kylbar says, "Do take care in journeying there, my lady. The beggars, they are so often untoward."
Lavinya flashes an amused smile and inclines her head a fraction in aknowledgement.
You say, "I am no stranger to dealing with those who find themselves as the scourge of society. I will be careful indeed. Good day, Ayman."
Ayman n'Kylbar raises an eyebrow at you.
Lavinya sashays away, a ghost of a smile on her lips.
---
Ahh, it's the little things like this that enrich the game, such subtle family snarkiness. Raves for secret npc puppet masters!
*badum-tsh*
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It's the little things like this that make me glad I play here. Awesome stuff like this shows that the admin really care. Thanks for the lols and utility!
Also, awesome time generating the Gaudi newb bar name last night. Raves for Mysrai and Estarra for a hilarious discussion.
EDIT: Me no make grammar good when me no have coffee.
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
into the air, and excitedly pull the Charm of the Clangoru from within.
You've unwrapped a SUPERIOR present! Type PRESENTS to see your Gift Counter.
You quickly unwrap a sopping wet present, which sprays glittering silver dust and cheerful confetti
into the air, and excitedly pull an earthenware stein from within.
You've unwrapped a SUPERIOR present! Type PRESENTS to see your Gift Counter.
I think the divine are trying to tell me something =p
If olive oil comes from olives, where does baby oil come from?
If vegetarians eat vegetables, what do humanitarians eat?