@Antidas: No idea what was going on in Moghedu, I just showed up because Penwize was griefing my Mdor bros, and then suddenly it's all TARGET ANTIDAS HE SAID STUFF ABOUT YOUR MOTHER so we're all seeing red and chasing you down, then next thing I know we're all in Mhaldor and Nizaris is lighting up deathsight and there are roving Targossan death squads repeatedly slamming into my prismatic barrier on clouds.
By the way, I am Kafziel.
Killing Kafziel was probably my idea. Don't like when people mess with shrines.
PUBLIC NEWS #19292 (10/10/2013 at 03:00) From : Aktillum Rousseau To : Everyone Subject: An Open Letter to Dragons ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- To the Greater Dragons of Sapience,
We need to talk about the 500lb elephant in the room. However much you bury your head in the sand, this issue is not going to go away. It cannot be ignored or forgotten about. However much you want to pretend it isn't happening, it is. And this issue needs to be addressed as soon as possible, if not immediately.
I won't beat about the bush, I won't waffle on and on and not get straight to the point. I will immediately get straight to the heart of the issue, bite through the meat and bone and gnaw on the marrow of the salient points that I wish to address, discuss and find some kind of resolution to.
Recently I've seen many of my fellow kin resorting to selling their organs over the Market channel. Perhaps they need money for a gleam addiction, or booze, or paying back loans to the Theran mafia. Whatever the case, this needs to stop. We're better than that.
I had a gleam addiction once, or twice. Maybe even thrice. I've stood at Dragonspire Mount, eating stacks of ginseng root and begging anyone within earshot for just one, tiny crumb of the devil's powder. I even danced every Aeguary and Glacian at the Ram's Horn in Cyrene, juggling and cartwheeling across the stage in the nude to the delight of clown fetishists who threw coins and pies at me. But I never, ever resorted to harvesting and trading my own organs for a quick sovereign.
I'm begging all piercers of the Veil to end this practice. Your teeth, claws, lungs and sacs may be worth thousands of sovereigns, but they aren't worth your pride.
The sweltering heat of the forge spills out across the land as the rumbling voice of Phaestus booms, "I want you to know, the Garden reaction to that one is: What?" The voice of Melantha, Goddess of the Seasons, echoes amid the rustle of leaves, "That's the censored version."
Tabor, the Sugardown Announcer exclaims, "It's Culinary Rebel overtaking Outlaw Dinner as they're coming down the first straightaway! Culinary Rebel is in first!"
Tabor, the Sugardown Announcer says, "As the pack is entering the second turn, Outlaw Dinner's jockey throws a banana peel just ahead of Culinary Rebel, causing it to almost go down, and Outlaw Dinner takes the lead! I wonder how the CIJ is going to feel about this unauthorized use of their weapons?"
We're mostly upset that Jaws, our estate humgii wasn't in the races. He'd smoke all the other humgii's using runaway. Or get them penalized for early starts by hocus-pocusing the flag waver.
You strum a Lasallian lyre, and a prismatic barrier forms around you. ... Mannimar's attack is repelled by your prismatic barrier. (p) 6041|91 6212|93 86 96 cxkdbe- 00:58:31.813 With a baying howl, a chaos hound leaps upon you and slashes viciously at you with teeth and claws. (p) 5190|78 6212|93 86 96 cxkdbe- 00:58:31.816(-851h, 12.8%) Mannimar's attack is repelled by your prismatic barrier.
revelation, adduction, and dissonance), daegger hunt, and
shadowstrike [...]
It might mean the old entity spammed attacks, not the new ones. Or it might be something they overlooked. I mean priests were throwing around those awful periodless 'constructs' for a while, nothing is impossible. Bug it maybe?
A frenzied cleric screams, "Like more than one halo!"
04:25:06 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Going to go kill your race, now. *snort*." 04:25:10 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Poultry for dinner." 04:25:18 @Wysteria tells you, "Stuff you." 04:25:27 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Nono." 04:25:29 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Stuff them." 04:25:30 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, ":D." 04:25:43 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Stuffed atavian. Yep." 04:25:47 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Good meal." 04:25:58 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "No sexual innuendo intended." 04:26:15 Wysteria tells you, "Ew." 04:26:22 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Lol." 04:26:41 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Would've cried if you didn't know what I meant by that." 04:26:59 Wysteria tells you, "Cream sauce." 04:27:07 Wysteria tells you, "God i'm tired." 04:27:08 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Extra thick." 04:27:14 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Okay i'll stop." 04:27:19 Wysteria tells you, "D: !!!" 04:27:30 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Creampie?" 04:27:33 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Okay I'm done." 04:27:37 Wysteria tells you, "STAHP." 04:28:02 Wysteria tells you, "Crusty filling ok thisisweird now." 04:28:20 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "With a side serve of milk." 04:28:26 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "What are we doing." 04:28:36 Wysteria tells you, "I don't even know anymore."
--Still ongoing as of this post--
Oh you. @Exelethril: please keep your woman under control.
Final Edit:
04:32:02 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Creamsauce stuffed atavian doesn't sound very tasteful, though." 04:32:23 Wysteria tells you, "Cream on top always, never in." 04:32:25 Wysteria tells you, "I hate you." 04:33:56 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Who knows, it might be alright in... Don't 'knock' it, 'til you try it." 04:34:06 Wysteria tells you, "Lol." 04:34:10 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Are we bad people." 04:34:26 Wysteria tells you, "Dirty." 04:35:02 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Honestly, though. Eating an Atavian after it's been stuff is probably quite gross." 04:35:34 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Stuffing it just ruins it." 04:35:47 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "I blame you for this." 04:35:55 Wysteria tells you, "You like em raw and skinny huh." 04:36:22 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "I dunno about raw." 04:36:24 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Warm is good." 04:36:38 Wysteria tells you, "Not hot and moist?" 04:36:51 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Hrm, decisions decisions." 04:37:24 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "I like my Atavian nice and juicy, to be honest." 04:37:49 Wysteria tells you, "And plump." 04:38:07 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Succulence is good." 04:38:25 Wysteria tells you, "Juicy thighs are where it's at." 04:38:43 Wysteria tells you, "This is just going to escalate now." 04:38:48 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Tender breasts is an added bonus. That makes up for one good Atavian." 04:38:50 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Wat." 04:39:03 Wysteria tells you, "Lol." 04:39:34 Wysteria tells you, "Ok going to sleep. In a bed. Juicy moist legs withstanding."
See what happens when you catch me half asleep with Mudlet crashing me every 10 or so minutes just before QQ? Now I'm actually going to try to sleep now while you eat your chikkin @Cynlael.
edit: spelling fails.
"Faded away like the stars in the morning, Losing their light in the glorious sun, Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling, Only remembered for what we have done."
Proficy has been slain by the might of the Ur'Vampire Gerzson.
If you find this girl around, RUUUUUUUUN!!!! O_O
You notice a terrible
smell in the air and see that Zoot, a leafy humgii is trying to look
inconspicuous. A Tsol'aa archer exclaims,
"Ahhh...how nice to breathe the fresh air of the forest!"
Comments
From : Aktillum Rousseau
To : Everyone
Subject: An Open Letter to Dragons
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
To the Greater Dragons of Sapience,
We need to talk about the 500lb elephant in the room. However much you bury your head in
the sand, this issue is not going to go away. It cannot be ignored or forgotten about.
However much you want to pretend it isn't happening, it is. And this issue needs to be
addressed as soon as possible, if not immediately.
I won't beat about the bush, I won't waffle on and on and not get straight to the point.
I will immediately get straight to the heart of the issue, bite through the meat and bone
and gnaw on the marrow of the salient points that I wish to address, discuss and find
some kind of resolution to.
Recently I've seen many of my fellow kin resorting to selling their organs over the
Market channel. Perhaps they need money for a gleam addiction, or booze, or paying back
loans to the Theran mafia. Whatever the case, this needs to stop. We're better than that.
I had a gleam addiction once, or twice. Maybe even thrice. I've stood at Dragonspire
Mount, eating stacks of ginseng root and begging anyone within earshot for just one, tiny
crumb of the devil's powder. I even danced every Aeguary and Glacian at the Ram's Horn in
Cyrene, juggling and cartwheeling across the stage in the nude to the delight of clown
fetishists who threw coins and pies at me. But I never, ever resorted to harvesting and
trading my own organs for a quick sovereign.
I'm begging all piercers of the Veil to end this practice. Your teeth, claws, lungs and
sacs may be worth thousands of sovereigns, but they aren't worth your pride.
Sincerely,
-Aktillum Rousseau, a Blue dragon
@aktillum you LEGEND made my day :P
Colivar Eruu'Yul says to Sybilla, "Work?"
You say to Sybilla, "All fixed?"
Sybilla, Keeper of the Chao says to Colivar, "That worked marvellously!"
Verily beams broadly.
Colivar Eruu'Yul says, "Ha. This <redacted> business isn't so difficult."
Sybilla, Keeper of the Chao says, "Is what I'd say if I wanted to be Dean of <redacted> again."
Sybilla, Keeper of the Chao says, "Because it didn't work at all."
@Sybilla, @Verily, @Colivar. You're all mad.
The voice of Melantha, Goddess of the Seasons, echoes amid the rustle of leaves, "That's the censored version."
...
Mannimar's attack is repelled by your prismatic barrier.
(p) 6041|91 6212|93 86 96 cxkdbe- 00:58:31.813
With a baying howl, a chaos hound leaps upon you and slashes viciously at you with teeth and claws.
(p) 5190|78 6212|93 86 96 cxkdbe- 00:58:31.816(-851h, 12.8%)
Mannimar's attack is repelled by your prismatic barrier.
F Occies.
Is this working as intended?
→My Mudlet Scripts
→My Mudlet Scripts
04:25:10 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Poultry for dinner."
04:25:18 @Wysteria tells you, "Stuff you."
04:25:27 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Nono."
04:25:29 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Stuff them."
04:25:30 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, ":D."
04:25:43 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Stuffed atavian. Yep."
04:25:47 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Good meal."
04:25:58 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "No sexual innuendo intended."
04:26:15 Wysteria tells you, "Ew."
04:26:22 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Lol."
04:26:41 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Would've cried if you didn't know what I meant by that."
04:26:59 Wysteria tells you, "Cream sauce."
04:27:07 Wysteria tells you, "God i'm tired."
04:27:08 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Extra thick."
04:27:14 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Okay i'll stop."
04:27:19 Wysteria tells you, "D: !!!"
04:27:30 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Creampie?"
04:27:33 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Okay I'm done."
04:27:37 Wysteria tells you, "STAHP."
04:28:02 Wysteria tells you, "Crusty filling ok thisisweird now."
04:28:20 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "With a side serve of milk."
04:28:26 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "What are we doing."
04:28:36 Wysteria tells you, "I don't even know anymore."
--Still ongoing as of this post--
Oh you.
@Exelethril: please keep your woman under control.
Final Edit:
04:32:02 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Creamsauce stuffed atavian doesn't sound very tasteful, though."
04:32:23 Wysteria tells you, "Cream on top always, never in."
04:32:25 Wysteria tells you, "I hate you."
04:33:56 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Who knows, it might be alright in... Don't 'knock' it, 'til you try it."
04:34:06 Wysteria tells you, "Lol."
04:34:10 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Are we bad people."
04:34:26 Wysteria tells you, "Dirty."
04:35:02 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Honestly, though. Eating an Atavian after it's been stuff is probably quite gross."
04:35:34 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Stuffing it just ruins it."
04:35:47 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "I blame you for this."
04:35:55 Wysteria tells you, "You like em raw and skinny huh."
04:36:22 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "I dunno about raw."
04:36:24 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Warm is good."
04:36:38 Wysteria tells you, "Not hot and moist?"
04:36:51 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Hrm, decisions decisions."
04:37:24 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "I like my Atavian nice and juicy, to be honest."
04:37:49 Wysteria tells you, "And plump."
04:38:07 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Succulence is good."
04:38:25 Wysteria tells you, "Juicy thighs are where it's at."
04:38:43 Wysteria tells you, "This is just going to escalate now."
04:38:48 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Tender breasts is an added bonus. That makes up for one good Atavian."
04:38:50 You tell Huripari Wysteria Ithilien, "Wat."
04:39:03 Wysteria tells you, "Lol."
04:39:34 Wysteria tells you, "Ok going to sleep. In a bed. Juicy moist legs withstanding."
Good night!
edit: spelling fails.
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
You notice a terrible smell in the air and see that Zoot, a leafy humgii is trying to look inconspicuous.
A Tsol'aa archer exclaims, "Ahhh...how nice to breathe the fresh air of the forest!"
-
One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
Still upset I couldn't keep them, @Nemutaur.
Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."