Personally I have manually targeted and toggled in each room typically. I don't try to autobash or target, but I've never really thought the automation rules were an absolute necessity. I think more for newbie or high profit places sure. But I'll be honest, I'd never auto-bash because I don't want to die when I get jumped. I just can't be bothered to give a shit if someone autobashes. It's hilarious jumping someone with DOR who let's their guard down as it is. Their impact on me is pretty marginal as I hate bashing anyway. I'll never understand the constant bashers because after dragon it's more of a chore than fun
We can really stop talking about automation and DOR things. There's plenty of reason to doubt the integrity of the person who started the complain-train (and made others start talking about it) and their story.
If you're at your computer, use DOR all you want, just be attentive enough to reply should Someone attempt to get your attention. That's how it's always been and that's how it will continue to be.
Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."
@Tesha yes. Cen threatened me with his blackjack and then I asked him to hit me and he said he'd get back to me on that one. And then we talked about how creepy puppets are.
I am still waiting on the blackjack.
It's been 2 days.
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
The Crossroads. The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. ... Captain Lynara Le'Dominae, Oceanic Cartographer is here. Lord Mannimar de Valois, Spirit Warden is here, shrouded. Azarak Juili, Wise-cracked is here, sleeping soundly. She wields a simulacrum shaped like Juili in her left hand and a vodun doll roughly resembling Juili in her right. The slender figure of Sage Mistress Karai D'Ischai-Moonwolf, Iron Maiden abides here. Her face is partially concealed beneath a raised hood. Disciple Wei, Student of Discipline is here. His face is partially concealed beneath a raised hood. Exponential Mystic Oleyn de Valois is here. Her face is partially concealed beneath a raised hood. Azarak Juili, Wise-cracked is here. You may ENTER SUBDIVISION from here. You see exits leading north, east, southeast, south, southwest, and northwest. <I am also wearing a hood> You say in a low, croaking voice, "Half of us are wearing hoods. You would think that we would be a part of some dark cult." Oleyn smirks. Oleyn carefully lowers the hood on a cowled black wolfskin cloak. You say in a low, croaking voice, "Not that that is a bad thing in the slightest, of course." Disciple Wei, Student of Discipline says, "Hail Twilight?" A drone of low, chanting voices can be heard echoing praises to the God of Darkness throughout the city.
Lyndee would like you to know: (Stellae Elucidatae): Shanir says, "When we buy the large ornate platinum throne for Lyndee, we'll buy it off guild funds."
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Did you just msg me a hashtag.
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> @Halos said: > Aurora, the Lightbringer says, "I would wrench your earrings from your blood-frothing ears shortly." > > > Heelda scuffs the floor with her broom in a vague attempt at looking busy. > > > uhhh > > Aurora's mouth turns up as Her face breaks into a smile. > > > > > Havyn removes an earring of Sinope. > > > > You remove an earring of Sinope. > > You remove an earring of Sinope. > > > A wry smile flares across the Lightbringer's visage, Her inky eyes illuminated with repressed amusement. > > ): How else are the Caefir supposed to greet her in our standard fashion of "oh"
A beckoning and amorous smile curves over the exquisite face of this enchanting fairy. Her butterfly-like wings are white with whorls of silver spread over the surface, the colours similar to her milky, iridescent flesh. The pale colour of her wings stands out against the form-fitting, ash-grey dress that hugs her body and falls in smooth folds around her limbs. With her perfectly styled, ink-black hair and stunning, stormy-blue eyes, she would fit easily into Sidhe Court. However, a particular hungry and feral look has etched shadows around her luscious mouth and flawless brow, making many who look at her uneasy in her presence. A fairy mistress looks to be crushingly strong. She weighs about 105 pounds.
You raise your hand in greeting to a fairy mistress and say "Hi!"
A fairy mistress gives you the once-over, eyeing you suspiciously.
A fairy mistress says, "You are not a man, what do you want?"
You say to Cen, "You say hi I guess."
Cen raises his hand in greeting to a fairy mistress and says "Hi!"
A fairy mistress says, "Mm don't you look tasty... please just give me some of your essence.."
A fairy mistress latches herself onto Cen and begins to feast on his aura.
Cen begins to choke as long tendrils of a fairy mistress's hair become entangled around his neck.
You say, "Oh my."
Cen reaches out and bops a fairy mistress on the nose with his blackjack.
Decaying cracks span over a fairy mistress's beauteous face, aging her multiple years before your eyes.
A fairy mistress has been slain by Cen.
You ask, "Well that's outright evil yeah?"
Oathsworn Cen says, "Are you trying to get me killed?"
You say to Cen, "I didn't know she'd try to eat you."
A fairy mistress says, "You are not a man, what do you want?"
You say to Cen, "You say hi I guess."
Cen raises his hand in greeting to a fairy mistress and says "Hi!"
A fairy mistress says, "Mm don't you look tasty... please just give me some of your essence.."
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Cen tells you, "As a side note, could you check my essence?"
You tell Oathsworn Cen, "You are at 324,883."
Cen tells you, "How much essence have you donated? I needta beat you."
You tell Oathsworn Cen, "-2,489,560."
Cen tells you, "Er."
...
You tell Oathsworn Cen, "Aside from combat, how are you doing in the realm?"
Cen tells you, "Good! You know, making friends. Having fun conversations with Mhaldorians." awww how cute he's talking with other newbies... hmmm
You tell Oathsworn Cen, "Should I be worried?"
Cen tells you, "Not really, it's just two I've been bantering with. You know. Warning them of my might."
Cen tells you, "@Carmain and @Xer mostly." NOT NEWBIES AT ALL
Thank you two for making the game more interesting for him!
i'm a rebel
We can really stop talking about automation and DOR things. There's plenty of reason to doubt the integrity of the person who started the complain-train (and made others start talking about it) and their story.
If you're at your computer, use DOR all you want, just be attentive enough to reply should Someone attempt to get your attention. That's how it's always been and that's how it will continue to be.
Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
Centre of Silverbright Square.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. Situated upon Brighthold
Isle, the city centre of Targossas is broad and spacious, able to accommodate thousands of citizens
before feeling crowded. Elegantly scrolling patterns of indigo and silver sprawl over the pristine
white stone that paves the entirety of the square, creating an intricate rosette when viewed from
above. Spaced in a wide ring at the heart of the square are dozens of immense stone basins, all
brimming with flowering ivy and white roses. Seifur Maurois is here. Oathsworn Cen is here. He
wields a living puppet of Tesha in his left hand and a small blackjack in his right. Argent
Artificer Tesha al Ashtad, Golden Justice is here. She wields a dainty shield of radiant gold in her
left hand and a demure dirk bathed in aurelian light in her right. Hands tucked into his sleeves,
Halos Vorondil, Herald of Redemption is here. Domanic is here. His face is partially concealed
beneath a raised hood. He wields a cavalry shield in his right hand. Devout Maive is standing here,
shyly. Maega, of Targossas is here. She wields a spiritual mace in her left hand. Draqoom Van
Helsing, Iron Fist is here. The Silver Dragon Morthif's imposing form looms. Phantom Asp, Siduri
Azagnanna is here, hidden. She wields a deep sea fishing pole in both hands. Predicant Kaiu
Silvertongue Obuun is here. She wields an Yggdrasian splinter in both hands. Soldier Shiro is here.
Aurora, the Lightbringer is here, golden motes weaving through Her resplendence. She wields the
Scimitar of Righteousness in Her left hand and the Scimitar of the Dawn in Her right. Havyn Shu'in-
Crescent, Augur of Light is here. She wields a Shield of Absorption bearing the Divine Order arms of
Aurora in her right hand. Soldier Iskla Rian is here. Kei Greywards is here. Marcen Shu'in-Crescent
is here. His face is partially concealed beneath a raised hood. He wields a Shield of Absorption in
his right hand. Xistri, of Targossas is here. She wields a tower shield in her left hand and a steel
shortsword in her right. Predicant Greys Vorondil, Monk of the Aarash Kheyr is here. Dawnlord Silas
Maynard, the Voice of Light is here. Predicant Garis 'The Jinx' Obuun is here. Dean Ada Young is
here, looking happy.
You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.
Aurora, the Lightbringer says, "Greetings, Dawnspear and esteemed guests, it appears."
Aurora gives you a wry smile.
Your surroundings shatter into a cloud of glowing stars which dissipate to leave you back where you
began.
You cough softly.
Silas peers at you unscrupulously.
Halos squints suspiciously at you.
Halos tells you in Targossian, "Insanity!" <--- I'm not allied or citizened.
Halos tells you, "Welcome!"
A chorus of cheers erupt throughout Sapience as Bonko ascends to the position of Dawnlord.
Can't do any worse than Silas.
Can't tell if kidding, or just stupid.
Tasuu puts the corpse of a mountain grizzly into a gaping fissure.
The corpse of a mountain grizzly is sucked into a gaping fissure, breaking apart into smaller and smaller components until it disappears from sight.
Timing.
https://ada-young.appspot.com/pastebin/ca7addce
Oh. Ow.
You just got Eversor'd:
You Eleusians are really too weird...
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You just received message #13335 from Lyndee.
Message #13335 Sent by Lyndee
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You sent the following message to Lyndee:
Like.
Lyndee would like you to know: (Stellae Elucidatae): Shanir says, "When we buy the large ornate platinum throne for Lyndee, we'll buy it off guild funds."
You just received message #13336 from Lyndee.
Message #13336 Sent by Lyndee
5/24/22:46 Did you just msg me a forums reaction.
You sent the following message to Lyndee:
Did you just msg me a hashtag.
Lyndee would like you to know: (Stellae Elucidatae): Shanir says, "When we buy the large ornate platinum throne for Lyndee, we'll buy it off guild funds."
You just received message #13337 from Lyndee.
Message #13337 Sent by Lyndee
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@Mathonwy
> Aurora, the Lightbringer says, "I would wrench your earrings from your blood-frothing ears shortly."
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How else are the Caefir supposed to greet her in our standard fashion of "oh"
Damn corgis competing with felines in the adorability tournaments.
Sorry abomination, corgis win -everytime- I'm just sayin'.
Caladbolg and I testing, fun(tm) times ensue. Thankfully I didn't die!
http://pastebin.com/5DzU940C
That should not be forceable O.o
Ehh, we're waiting for the official response. Was just some hijinks in the meantime.
(Project 9): You say, "Alcinae come to skies."
(Project 9): Alcinae says, "Lend me your wings."
(go down)
(Project 9): You surprisedly say, "Come here for a sec."
(Project 9): Alcinae says, "I see you."
(sq d see Alcinae)
(Project 9): You say, "Commer."
(Project 9): Alcinae says, "No u."
(Project 9): You say, "Just commer."
(Project 9): Cyla says, "Lol."
(Project 9): Achimrst gaily says, "He is so gunna murder you."
(Project 9): Alcinae says, "C'mon, you know you wanna say hi."
(Project 9): Cyla says, "I see no way in which that sounds sketchy."
(Project 9): You say, "Fine."
(Project 9): Alcinae says, "Gimme a hug."
(go down into mhaldor defendable he blinks force him to follow and go to clouds)
(Project 9): Alcinae says, "WTFFF."
(force goto targossas try to snipe him on totem)
(Project 9): You say, "Damn."
(Project 9): You say, "Didn't work."
(Project 9): Cyla says, "Ruuuuun Ally."
(Project 9): Alcinae says, "Caladbolg."
(Project 9): Alcinae says, "HOW."
(Project 9): You say, "You know that was sexy."
(Project 9): Alcinae says, "You just, like, shattered my mind not even getting hit by totem."
(Project 9): Alcinae says, "Oh wait, softfocus I guess?"
(Project 9): You say, "Remember this conversation we had before."
(Project 9): You say, "About how badass I am."
(Project 9): You say, "Totems fear me."
(Project 9): Cyla says, "Hahaha."
(Project 9): You say, "Just hope to god I don't notice they're there."
Oh god im turning into my father @Draqoom
On the other hand best reaction to softfocus i've ever seen. @Alcinae
For the record i've asked if it's legal to do, and if not asked for it to be made unforcable in the future.
(Easy enough to make triggers to type stop if someone forces it, But seems like it shouldn't be forcable to start with)
And for the record most of this type of stuff requires triggers to stop to start with so not that different.
You are unable to reach the door from here.
So @Haloand I were sparring in the Ashtan arena when @Pandora turns up to watch...
Not sure to whom that was directed. The spar went on for a while...
A beckoning and amorous smile curves over the exquisite face of this enchanting fairy. Her butterfly-like wings are white with whorls of silver spread over the surface, the colours similar to her milky, iridescent flesh. The pale colour of her wings stands out against the form-fitting, ash-grey dress that hugs her body and falls in smooth folds around her limbs. With her perfectly styled, ink-black hair and stunning, stormy-blue eyes, she would fit easily into Sidhe Court. However, a particular hungry and feral look has etched shadows around her luscious mouth and flawless brow, making many who look at her uneasy in her presence.
A fairy mistress looks to be crushingly strong.
She weighs about 105 pounds.
You raise your hand in greeting to a fairy mistress and say "Hi!"
A fairy mistress gives you the once-over, eyeing you suspiciously.
A fairy mistress says, "You are not a man, what do you want?"
You say to Cen, "You say hi I guess."
Cen raises his hand in greeting to a fairy mistress and says "Hi!"
A fairy mistress says, "Mm don't you look tasty... please just give me some of your essence.."
A fairy mistress latches herself onto Cen and begins to feast on his aura.
Cen begins to choke as long tendrils of a fairy mistress's hair become entangled around his neck.
You say, "Oh my."
Cen reaches out and bops a fairy mistress on the nose with his blackjack.
Decaying cracks span over a fairy mistress's beauteous face, aging her multiple years before your eyes.
A fairy mistress has been slain by Cen.
You ask, "Well that's outright evil yeah?"
Oathsworn Cen says, "Are you trying to get me killed?"
You say to Cen, "I didn't know she'd try to eat you."
Oathsworn Cen says, "Just because I'm male."
Cen sniffles softly.
Aww poor Cen
noooooooo you ganked my rank! #justleareneddefinitionofevil