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The forums are so much nicer without people going.
Kenia tells you, "This jingo dude sells yellow shiting for 40 gold each."
Kenia tells you, "Chiting."
You tell Oaken Hand, Kenia, Sentinel Raven, "Haha."
Kenia tells you, "Chitin."
You tell Oaken Hand, Kenia, Sentinel Raven, "Im going to post this on forum just for a laugh."
Kenia tells you, "Bah!"
@Kenia
I paid 60 gold for my yellow shitting
→My Mudlet Scripts
Sir Aerek Ancyrion says, "And in all parts, we may transcend our own life's history. Like a frayed fabric, we may unravel all that makes the self. If you would know your past, look to yourself in the present, for that is the past's effect. If you would know the future, look to yourself in the present, for that is the future's cause. So rouse yourself to examine yourself. Be watchful and intent. Guard this self and live happily."
Aerek clasps his hands in brief supplication.
As Aerek pauses in brief, silent prayer, the whispers of the Rite of Allsight abruptly cease.
An eerie silence overtakes the room as Aerek unravels the final rite.
Aerek picks up an ornate porcelain bowl.
Aerek places an empty bowl on the ground and utters a plea to the gods for nourishment.
A rain of nourishing manna falls from heaven, filling the bowl to the brim.
Aerek removes a navy blue paladin's cloak.
Without meeting anyone's gaze, Aerek strides purposefully south towards the door.
Aerek drops a navy blue paladin's cloak.
Aerek leaves to the south.
A white-banded falcon glides out of sight.
Caught in a backlash of Kai energy, Rollanz has fallen before Sempai Jhui Ta'sa, Warlord of the Crossing.
Caught in a backlash of Kai energy, Rollanz has fallen before Sempai Jhui Ta'sa, Warlord of the Crossing.
Caught in a backlash of Kai energy, Kiah has fallen before Sempai Jhui Ta'sa, Warlord of the Crossing.
Caught in a backlash of Kai energy, Talya has fallen before Sempai Jhui Ta'sa, Warlord of the Crossing.
Caught in a backlash of Kai energy, Yae has fallen before Sempai Jhui Ta'sa, Warlord of the Crossing.
Caught in a backlash of Kai energy, Lala has fallen before Sempai Jhui Ta'sa, Warlord of the Crossing.
Caught in a backlash of Kai energy, Minxie has fallen before Sempai Jhui Ta'sa, Warlord of the Crossing.
Jhui has been slain by the might of a swarm of bees.
HONEYC-C-C-C-C-COMBO BREAKER!
Some weather we are having:
The light snow continues, lightly coating you with snowflakes.(Also, is it just me or is this badly written?)
4892h, 4689m, 22330e, 25390w cexb-
Clouds of acrid smoke and ash boil in the sky overhead.
It was a good moment.
If you repeat words within a space of about 12 words, the repetition will stand out.
The light snow continues, an old lady wielding a walking stick passing just in front of you and saying, "I'm a filler to get up to twelve words", lightly coating you with snowflakes.
→My Mudlet Scripts
Wait, an geriatric female human will coat you in snowflakes?
I thought it was "fluffer", not "filler"
On the clouds (indoors).
Bishop Aegoth I'llur, the Reaver of Flesh says to you something unintelligible.
Your words quietly thrum through the air as you say, "Can't talk that way."
Bishop Aegoth I'llur, the Reaver of Flesh says to you, "Scry trey?"
Bishop Aegoth I'llur, the Reaver of Flesh says, "Erm, rip."
Bishop Aegoth I'llur, the Reaver of Flesh says, "Not trey."
You dip your fingers into the cool water of the bowl, willing it to reveal the location of Rip.
An image of Ashtan appears reflected within the bowl, shifting with the rippling water to display Southern corner of the Merchant's Quarter.
Your words quietly thrum through the air as you say, "He's over yonder."
You point off to the northwest.
With a flourish of his arm, Aegoth bows deeply.
Aegoth leaves to the northwest.
Aegoth tells you, "Which room?"
Tapping into the unfathomable depths of your power, you sense that Aegoth is at
Southern corner of the Merchant's Quarter, in Ashtan. (450) (Ashtan)
Tapping into the unfathomable depths of your power, you sense that Rip is at
Southern corner of the Merchant's Quarter, in Ashtan. (450) (Ashtan)
Your voice quietly thrums as you tell Bishop Aegoth I'llur, the Reaver of Flesh,
"You're in his room."
Aegoth tells you, "Yea, just figured that out."
Veiled serpents, amirite? You wouldn't believe how often people ask me where I am when I've been sitting in their room for ages.
Poop.
19:03:37 Rubbing your fingers briskly on the card, you charge it with necessary energy.
19:03:37 The card begins to glow with a mystic energy.
19:03:37 You fling the Death tarot card at Gamoneterik and upon impact, it disappears. An
19:03:37 ominous silence overtakes your surroundings.
19:03:37 1805h, 3844m cekb-
19:03:38 You may eat another plant or mineral.
19:03:38 1805h, 3844m cekb-
19:03:38 Gamoneterik inhales and begins holding his breath.
19:03:38 1805h, 3844m cekb-
19:03:38 Gamoneterik exhales loudly.
19:03:38 1805h, 3844m cekb-
19:03:38 Lightning-quick, Gamoneterik jabs you with a Soulpiercer.
19:03:38 A prickly, stinging sensation spreads through your body.
19:03:38 The songblessing upon the rapier sings out with a piercing high note.
19:03:38 328h, 3844m cekb-
19:03:39 The Bagatelle strikes a sharp, piercing note, and you cry out in sudden pain.
19:03:39 51h, 3844m cekb-
19:03:40
19:03:40 You have recovered balance on all limbs.
19:03:40 51h, 3786m cexkb-
19:03:41 Gamoneterik inhales and begins holding his breath.
19:03:41 51h, 3786m cexkb-
19:03:41 Gamoneterik exhales loudly.
19:03:41 51h, 3786m cexkb-
19:03:41 Lightning-quick, Gamoneterik jabs you with a Soulpiercer.
19:03:41 The final blow is too much for you, and you fall to the floor a broken, bloody
19:03:41 mess.
19:03:41 You have been slain by Gamoneterik.
19:03:41 You are OUT of the rampage game!
Shit.
Don't worry, humans - @Halos has got this.
The soul of Atalkez says in a silky, smooth tenor voice, "Oh."
You finally manage to sever the head from the corpse of Atalkez, leaving only a pool of blood where the head had been.
You attmpt to stifle your amusement but cannot help laughing aloud.
You pick up the decapitated head of Atalkez.
The soul of Atalkez says in a silky, smooth tenor voice, "I thought you were going to rezz. lame."
You pick up a headless corpse.
You say with a breezy, forestal accent, "Will defile Targ if it makes you feel better."
The soul of Atalkez says in a silky, smooth tenor voice, "Score."
Seeing his situation to be hopeless, Atalkez embraces the cold clutches of death.
High Advisor Micaelis Bayt Al-Azhan, Sefyric Prince smiles and says, "Would make me feel better."
You snicker at Micaelis.
You say with a breezy, forestal accent, "Duanathar."
You quickly utter "Duanathar" and your wings flare with power before swiftly carrying you up to on the clouds.
Welp....I'm in trouble
@Talysin @Gamoneterik
I love the irony there (*prepares for assault from dictionary commandos*) - the counter to Death tarot: death.
Yeah he said "Why didn't you run when you saw Death?" my answer was "Cos 10 seconds is enough to kill you if you stay in the room"
4400h, 4241m, 20014e, 20967w cexkdb-m
Your eyes glaze, and you wander off.
The gates of Mhaldor.
A noxious, red-hued fog overwhelms the area with a thick, palpable vapour. The
air is choked with ash. Everything about you is obscured by a heavy fog. Some
graffiti has been scrawled here. It reads, "Know ye that there is no truth
greater than Evil." There are 5 knights of the Maldaathi here. A runic totem is
planted solidly in the ground. An enormous slab of volcanic obsidian towers over
this area, the regulations of Mhaldor etched upon its face. An occupied iron
gibbet, suspended from a wooden gallows, creaks ominously in the breeze. A
ladder of long, soft leaves comprises a wispy Weaver's Fern along the ground. An
enormous slab of volcanic obsidian towers over this area, the laws of Mhaldor
etched upon its face. An obsidian eye sigil is here. A sigil in the shape of a
small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. The broken fragments of a basalt
altar litter the ground around the massive form of a bloodsteel stalagmite. A
powerful black stallion stands here, ethereal blue flames rising from his body.
Antlers of jet black crown the head of a proud ivory peryton. Wings flaring, a
pegasus tosses his regal head impatiently. The twisted remains of Saeva lie here.
Washing behind her ears with one paw, a Kamleikan snow kitten sits here. A
piece of dried-out kelp has been left here. A bloodroot leaf lies here. A huge
statue of the Scimitar of Yen-Sorte stands here, thrusting skywards. The soul of
Saeva roams the land, bodiless. Blade Disciple Carbine Sar'vet, Sentry of
Mhaldor is riding on an alabaster pegasus. His face is partially concealed
beneath a raised hood. He wields a Lupine bow in both hands. The Golden Dragon
Saibel's imposing form looms. Deacon Crixos Nithilar is here, shrouded. He
wields a blackened cavalry shield with ivory accents in his left hand.
[Nutmeg]: Yoink.
You see exits leading east, south, west, and up.
Kross's eyes uncloud as a wunjo rune heals his blindness.
Kross's attention is grabbed and held by a nairat rune.
Kross's attention is grabbed and held by a nairat rune.
4400h, 4241m, 20012e, 20967w cexkdb-m
You pick up the corpse of Saeva.
4400h, 4241m, 20012e, 20967w cexkdb-m
There is no exit in that direction.
4400h, 4141m, 20022e, 20947w cexkdb-m (-100m)
Kross eats an arsenic pellet.
4400h, 4141m, 20022e, 20947w cexkdb-m
There is no exit in that direction.
4400h, 4041m, 20022e, 20927w cexkdb-m (-100m)
Saibel's aura of weapons rebounding disappears.
The saucer-sized eyes of Saibel close briefly in ominous concentration.
4400h, 4041m, 20022e, 20927w cexkdb-m
Jerik trains his expert eye on a distant target and lets fly an arrow with
breathtaking precision.
4400h, 4041m, 20022e, 20927w cexkdb-m
There is no exit in that direction.
4400h, 3941m, 20022e, 20907w cexkdb-m (-100m)
An icewall suddenly forms to the south.
4400h, 3941m, 20022e, 20907w cexkdb-m
Saibel takes a long drag off her pipe.
4400h, 3941m, 20022e, 20907w cexkdb-m
(Party): Jhui says, "I have raised an ICEWALL north."
4400h, 3941m, 20022e, 20907w cexkdb-m
With lightning speed, a knight of the Maldaathi skewers Kross twice with his
blades.
4400h, 3941m, 20022e, 20907w cexkdb-m
Kross takes a drink from a ruby vial.
4400h, 3941m, 20022e, 20907w cexkdb-m
Kross eats a potash crystal.
4400h, 3941m, 20022e, 20907w cexkdb-m
Florentino ceases to wield a Velocity Bow.
Florentino starts to wield a Velocity Bow in his hands.
Florentino trains his expert eye on a distant target and lets fly an arrow with
breathtaking precision.
Nemutaur dies, features contorted from the poison delivered by Florentino Milani,
Abbadon's Whisper.
Nemutaur has been slain by Florentino.
4400h, 3941m, 20022e, 20907w cexkdb-m
You slip away to the south and successfully evade your pursuers.
Before two towering mountains (road).
THANK YOU SWEET BABY JESUS AND SOFTFOCUS.
[Nutmeg]: Yoink.
Best part of the log.
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
My echo for body down with pick up enabled
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
Serpent, evading walls since 1997.
Seems more like an adjustment to counter the hit-and-yank than a bug
In general yes, but I was the only of that group (six or seven corpses) to get summoned back from Istar. It's not supposed to work past truedeath, I believe.
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
Looking back over deathsight, it looks like my truedeath was to Qwindor and not the giant. I was the only one to die to another player truedeath-wise, so that probably explains the bug. Interesting (and annoying) way to find out!
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