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  • Siduri said:
    Luminai Report A668-S3
    The agent @Synbios has initiated contact with the occultist @Jozlyn.
    Rendezvous 'In a Tree', ETA 13.5 minutes.
    Did someone say "fanfic"? -hopeful-

    On topic:

    You make a beckoning motion.     

    Sneijder makes a beckoning motion.     

    You begin to follow Sneijder.        

    Sneijder pats a pair of eagle's wings in a friendly manner.     

    Comprehension flashes across your face.

    Sneijder says in a gruff, low voice, "Duanthar."     

    You snicker softly to yourself.

    Sneijder says in a gruff, low voice, "Duanathar."

    You follow Sneijder south to On the clouds.  

    Sneijder gives you the once-over, eyeing you suspiciously.     

    You say, "Smooth."

  • I want an anonymous letter :(
    meh


  • Aodfionn said:
    A friend in needs a friend indeed,
    A friend who'll tease is better.
    Our thoughts compress which makes us blessed, 
    and makes for stormy weather.

  • My Japanese is better.
    ~Kresslack's obsession~
  • JeslynJeslyn United States
    Eica says in a deep, confident voice, "I should find a lady friend..."
    Eica says in a deep, confident voice, "But, I don't think anyone could handle this insanity."
    Drakon says to Eica in a determined voice, "I know a cute dragon."
    Drakon winks knowingly.
    Seeker of the Path Kycen Rian-Moonshadow says to Eica, "Ask for blessings on the city channel. Worked for me."
    Kycen grins mischievously at you.
    Eica utters a deep, rumbling laugh.
    You emoted: Jeslyn gives Kycen a wounded look.
    You say to Kycen in a low, silvery voice, "I was not picking up on you that way... I have standards."
    Drakon says to you in a determined voice, "Suuuuuure you wasn't."
    You emoted: Jeslyn shrugs her shoulders slightly, while grinning suggestively.
    You say to Kycen in a low, silvery voice, "Okay maybe it went like... Hey, baby, do you want me to bless you?"
    Drakon rolls on the floor, laughing.
    Eica peers about himself unscrupulously.
    Drakon says in a determined voice, "Ok, time to go."
    I'll just leave this here...
  • Tibitha said:

     Did someone say "fanfic"? -hopeful-


    I hope you realize what are the implications of forcing poor @Jozlyn to voyage with an eldritch abomination in your interstellar SHIPPING express. You should feel ashamed of yourself, human! Think of all the wasted starship fuel that your proposal entails! And not to mention the still-developing research on human survival in the dark void of space. How thoughtless of you, @Tibitha. I am disappointed in you. Very disappointed, as in 'Vesuvius is disappointed in Pompeii' kind of disappointed. 

  • JozlynJozlyn out of here.
    but I like space.
     yes, sir.
  • Jozlyn said:
    but I like space.
    ...But, @Jozlyn, I doubt you'll find space as appealing when you experience lack of food, running out of breathable air, cosmic radiation, having brittle bones due to low gravity, being exposed to the reality-warping presence of a terrifying being from beyond the veil of reality...and no modern plumbing. 

  • JozlynJozlyn out of here.
    Don't forget a decrease in fertility.
     yes, sir.
  • I agr...wait, what?

  • Sooo what you're saying is, I need to get some SPACE themed fanfic... got it. 
  • I thought :C become very sadly?

  • DaslinDaslin The place with the oxygen
    If you logged in.
  • HalosHalos The Reaches
    Silas said:
    Ada said:
    A ghoul smith roars his fetid breath in your face, and raises his hammer in a two-handed blow. He slams it down on your chest, knocking you down onto your ass. As both of you attempt to regain your balance, the ghoul takes the opportunity to slam his boot into your knee, snapping it in half.
    Your left leg breaks with a loud crack.

    Oh, my o:)

    should fetid be foetid as well

    A frenzied cleric screams, "Like more than one halo!"
  • MishgulMishgul Trondheim, Norway
    I dont see whats wrong. she fell on her donkey. Normal

    -

    One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important

    As drawn by Shayde
    hic locus est ubi mors gaudet succurrere vitae
  • Ourania said:
    Your donkey will no longer be abused by you failing at killing ghouls and falling on them.
    Vindication!

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