Solemn rite taking place in Targ, courtesy of @Halos, @Will, @Carmell in honor of @Kei. Special guest appearance by @Shiro.
Shiro tells you, "Have you played around with these moods."
You tell Oathsworn Shiro, "I have not."
Halos Vorondil, Herald of Redemption says, "Before we begin."
Halos Vorondil, Herald of Redemption says, "The reading, if you would please, Will."
Shiro tells you, "They're weird."
Nodding at Halos, Will takes a small book from his side pouch and flips it open.
Admiral Will Nahundi, Caefir Proselyte says solemnly, "When our great Lord arose in Jaru town, stepping from His burning bier upon which the corpses of Shallam burned, a great shout went up, of joy and anger and weeping."
Admiral Will Nahundi, Caefir Proselyte says solemnly, "And the faithful, newly rent from the shattered Jewel, were in
distress in regard to enemies all around."
Shiro pulls down his pants and moons the world.
(clan): Ada says, "LOL."
Oathsworn Shiro says, "Uh."
Shiro coughs softly.
(clan): You say, "...lol."
Admiral Will Nahundi, Caefir Proselyte says solemnly, "But the Divine Conflagration said, Do not despair. All shall be made
right as necessity demands."
(clan): Shiro says, "Nuts, did you know that moon is one mistype away from mood."
@Shiro man, I miss you. I'm so glad you're playing again. You're like Melodie's novicehood hero.
Never change.
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
(clan): @Caladbolg says, "Did you know, there's actually one chromosome in your brain that keeps you from going batshit insane." 7741h(100%), 3238m(97%), 18160w, 32560e, cexdb- 36.6% N|NW|W(-83m, 2.5%) (clan): @Mithridates says, "There's one that keeps you from having a vagina too." 7741h(100%), 3321m(100%), 18160w, 32560e, cexdb- 36.6% N|NW|W(+83m, 2.5%) clt13 same one (clan): You say, "Same one."
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
A black crow flaps in with a raucous shriek, wild fury in its piercing eyes. It disdainfully drops a letter into your hands before wheeling to soar away.
You take the hacked off ear of Halos from an elegant white letter.
Someone has ruthlessly hacked this ear from a human. It is little more than a tattered scrap of flesh and cartilage, having been clearly separated from the skull.
It has 9 months of usefulness left.
It weighs 1 ounce(s).
It bears the distinctive mark of Kross.
That's kind've cool
A frenzied cleric screams, "Like more than one halo!"
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
Fine, but fair warning, this will involve needles of great length.
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
Fine, but fair warning, this will involve needles of great length.
In Mhaldor sticking a needle in someone's eye is like saying good morning. I'll be fine. I should however log off whenever he logs on and get some theories going.
So I decide to show a new design to @Rangor on a dress Melodie's trying to finish up. After looking it over and Rangor dismissing it as too fancy for practical use, and Mel insisting it would be fine...
Blackthorn General Rangor Corten, Guardian of Nature says in a deep, rumbling voice, "I'm trying to think up an un-sleezy way of suggesting you undress and try on the new design so I can see what it'd look like worn."
Blackthorn General Rangor Corten, Guardian of Nature says in a deep, rumbling voice, "But I can't think of anything."
At least he's honest!
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
A black crow flaps in with a raucous shriek, wild fury in its piercing eyes. It disdainfully drops a letter into your hands before wheeling to soar away.
You take the hacked off ear of Halos from an elegant white letter.
Someone has ruthlessly hacked this ear from a human. It is little more than a tattered scrap of flesh and cartilage, having been clearly separated from the skull.
It has 9 months of usefulness left.
It weighs 1 ounce(s).
It bears the distinctive mark of Kross.
That's kind've cool
... Kaiu said I should give her the one Kross mailed to me, something about maybe I'd listen once in awhile.
@Santar He gave in too easily! Next time, start by multiplying his initial offer by 10, and then implying that any quibbling with that price will be taken as an insult directed at your beloved (may she rest in peace) great grandmother.
The text-flavour behind this is kinda neat. Kimitia is a serpent-like Quisalis assassin denizen, didn't know she bore a grudge with this failed(?) experiment.
Ruined laboratory (indoors).
An enormous deranged assassin storms about the area.
A muffled groan rises up from @Scarlatti's Temple, the kind that could only be in response to a truly terrible pun.
i wanna know the pun now!
Aurora says, "Tharvis, why are you always breaking things?!" Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh." Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
PUBLIC NEWS #19426 Date: 04/18/2014 at 21:40 From: Driden To : Everyone Subj: Driden announcing his allegiance to mhaldor forever!
I Driden Here by renounce all loyalties and ties. To family. Houses and cities. So that I may follow my hearts true goals. From here on out i announce that my only path will be the way of evil. An that all who stand in my way shall be crushed with out mercy and with mighty strength.
Sincerly, Driden.
Penned by my hand on the 5th of Phaestian, in the year 652 AF.
Comments
Never change.
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
keeps you from going batshit insane."
7741h(100%), 3238m(97%), 18160w, 32560e, cexdb- 36.6% N|NW|W(-83m, 2.5%)
(clan): @Mithridates says, "There's one that keeps you from having a vagina too."
7741h(100%), 3321m(100%), 18160w, 32560e, cexdb- 36.6% N|NW|W(+83m, 2.5%) clt13 same one
(clan): You say, "Same one."
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
Blackthorn General Rangor Corten, Guardian of Nature says in a deep, rumbling voice, "I'm trying to think up an un-sleezy way of suggesting you undress and try on the new design so I can see what it'd look like worn."
Blackthorn General Rangor Corten, Guardian of Nature says in a deep, rumbling voice, "But I can't think of anything."
At least he's honest!
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
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I should have taken a picture when I logged on forums and the IRE toolbar informed me I had over 4500 new messages.
Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
PUBLIC NEWS #19426
Date: 04/18/2014 at 21:40
From: Driden
To : Everyone
Subj: Driden announcing his allegiance to mhaldor forever!
I Driden Here by renounce all loyalties and ties. To family. Houses and cities. So that I may follow my hearts true goals. From here on out i announce that my only path will be the way of evil. An that all who stand in my way shall be crushed with out mercy and with mighty strength.
Sincerly, Driden.
Penned by my hand on the 5th of Phaestian, in the year 652 AF.
TRUE evil has arrived to Achaea.