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→My Mudlet Scripts
One of those day I would jumpkick a treecutter for causing a power outrage today during one of my hunt. I was so panicky, rolling on the floor until the power coming up. I came in and noticed that I was immolated by somebody. I guess im in fortunate that happened, otherwise it would be a massive loss of experience!
And I'm pretty sure that answer
Must not be to your liking
But it's not a game
I'm not appointing blame
the Viking said he did it
that he's sorry...
that he's ashaaaaamed
Y'all don't realize how easy you have it, being able to just walk up to someone and say hello. That or Eleusis is just full of AFKers, who knows.
Also I wish more than just Mhaldorian bigwigs would show up on RPWHO ;_;
As far as non-standard RP goes, defining non-standard as the type that makes a character somewhat frustrating to play with at face value but with a chance for potential interest, feral children are probably one of the more common ones. Though I think I saw more of them in Shallam and Ashtan, I may have run into more characters roleplaying that way than I have run into characters with speech impediments. While I don't automatically rule people out because of those traits, it can easily come across as a demand for some sort of specific attention that was not given on another character (I don't think most people who roleplay in a non-standard way are first time players).
What can you do and what do you demonstrate to separate yourself from all of the other steppe children?
Either way, should be interesting when you start dropping hints, previews, or whatever. Or just keep us all in suspense.
- With sharp, crackling tones, Kyrra tells you, "The ladies must love you immensely."
- (Eleusian Ranger Techs): Savira says, "Most of the hard stuff seem to have this built in code like: If adventurer_hitting_me = "Sarathai" then send("terminate and selfdestruct")."
- Makarios says, "Serve well and perish."
- Xaden says, "Xaden confirmed scrub 2017."
@Poltarion wants to hunt New Azdun.
You have my lash.
"Um, you might want to Dragon up." Pfft.
I start cranking up Pirate Metal. You should look up Alestrom. They're pretty fun.
1.8s garrote speed. Superior lily drop. Sip of the lucky.
Come at me brOH maybe I should Dragon up.
My balls are Dragon. I farsee @Kez. I'm safe.
We kill things. Feels good, brah.
We enter a room with New Azdun Lord A and lackey.
She attacks the lackey. I attack the Lord.
WHY IS THIS HURTING ME, I'M SUPPOSED TO BE A DRAGON-burst.
In my panic, I strum the lyre that I never remember when it's relevant.
The lord looks at me.
I look back at him.
And he looks back at me.
And I look back at him.
And he looks back at me.
And I look back at him~.
Then he says, "I'm sorry. What did you want again?"
heheheheHUHUHUHUHUGUT.
I kill the lord single-handedly.
Okay, it's more like I was cowering behind the lyre half the time HE'S DEAD OKAY.
I ink up Starburst #2, slap it, and we get back to hunting.
Dat gold, though.
A minute or two later, a denizen slimes us.
I eat ginseng.
@Poltarion eats ginseng.
@Dajio eats ginseng.
Wat.
There's this awkward silence for a few seconds before he starts attacking.
Silly bitch, your weapons cannot harm me.
Don't you know who the foozle I am?
I'm the goddamned juggernaut.
Pure burst damage for the win. Twice.
@Poltarion, I don't know how you died, but we'll work on that.
Time for me to take my prize. Chop chop.
Oh, hi, @Aegoth.
STTTAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHPPPPPPP!!!!!! (Retardation. So not used to the changes. :wtf: )
He kills me twice while @Poltarion gets away. My dignity.
I'm at the point where dying is more of an inconvenient two-minute wait than any great experience loss.
So, annoyed, I head back to Cyrene.
@Dajio's derping around...Somewhere. @Aegoth is in Mhaldor.
@Aegoth tells you, "Just attack dajio. I have a contract on him."
Wh...WHAT? Why in the hell did you attack me, then!?
@Aegoth tells you, "Because you killed him and you were there. Who would give up the chance to kill Bronislav?"
I stare at the computer screen for two minutes, with an expression something like this:
God damn it, I can't be mad at him. I can't. I can't. I just can't.
Still a bitch, though.
I go lesserform, phase, and get to waddling over where @Dajio is (Delos).
He's going back and forth.
WTF are you doing, @Dajio
I wiggle back, toward NoNT. Farsee. Oh, he's getting closer.
I wiggle more. Wait, he's phased isn't h- yep, he knows I'm onto him.
My body is ready.
A half-hour passes. (Wait. Was it a half hour? Felt more like an hour.)
@Aegoth gets his contract fulfilled, probably. Maybe? Who cares.
Now I know how @Jarrel feels when he fights me.
Except I don't riddle my opponent's tells with "omg really" "learn 2 fight" "wtf".
This has been the biggest practice in masochism since trying to drum up interest for a Cyrenian Navy.
OH WAIT, THAT WAS YESTERDAY.
I notice my willpower's getting kind of low.
I realize that the odds of @Dajio actually Transcending Philosophy are pretty damn slim.
For the first time in my life, I become a Priest trying to absolve.
Come, @Dajio, sit on my lap and tell me your sins.
HE'S NOT FOCUSING. OH SWEET JESUS, THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL.
He runs away to his ship.
NO YOU GET BACK HERE AND DIE I NEED THIS.
He does the standard "Threaten my citymates/housemates/friends/family" deal that everyone does when I do something they don't like.
It's about as effective as it is for everyone else.
But I imagine him twirling his mustache like Snidely Whiplash as he does it, and that makes me laugh.
Killed squigglies.
@Artanis and I talk about cool stuff.
@Artanis and @Avianca really hate each other.
@Artanis really, REALLY hates Hashan.
I don't know what a Hashan is, but HELP PK is really helpful.
"The only justification for attacking every Hashani you see is if both the Company and Hashan declare war."
@Artanis: "THAT IS A WONDERFUL IDEA, LET'S DO IT."
No. NonoNONO. THAT WAS NOT A SUGGESTION.
An advisor whose counsel is rejected thrice has an obligation to respectably leave his position.
(The first two were "F*** Mhaldor" and "25,000 gold is a really small price to pay to be unenemied.")
I quit the Meropian Trading Company. Feels really bad, man.
I signed up for hunting pirates. Not chasing grumpkins, snarks, and Hashani.
@Artanis: "Good luck with getting a Cyrene Navy."
Killed squigglies.
Meandered to Hashan. Hi, @Kez! Hi, @Mehh!
Oh, hi, @Allene.
I watch @Mehh eat a flambee'd dwarf liver with a mixture of fascination and disgust.
I wonder what @Phaestus would do.
I stop myself from applying a hammer to @Mehh's head until he stops moving.
Cyrene Rampage?
Sure, anything to take my mind off of how I beat my head against the wall earlier.
Oh, did I say that I beat my head against the wall? I meant that Serpent v. Serpent duel.
Credit prize? Yes, please!
@Poltarion, @Citrio, and @Wymer are the only other ones who join up.
The WTF is pouring out of every orifice in my body at this point. IT'S A CREDIT PRIZE.
I kill @Poltarion.
I kill @Poltarion again.
I kill @Polt- wait, no, it shouldn't be this easy.
I joined a Rampage with a credit prize alongside two greenhorns and someone with borked curing.
Feels bad, man.
Even accepting the 10 credits feels slimier than a Grook sexalt.
I don't know this from experience.
I split them between @Citrio and @Wymer, and help @Poltarion with her curing.
I drop 10 whips into @Allene's lap.
Thank you Based Logos for Elentari's Scourge. Losing my 196~ speed whip was a veritable hell.
It's time to jam with the band. We have an album to prepare for.
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..Well, I -was- in a good mood when I got back. Until I completely missed the Mhaldorian raid because I wrote this.
Geez, guys, you couldn't wait one hour for me?
You just had to grab that preciously rare moment of numerical superiority to destroy a single room in some forgotten corner of non-com city.
Yes, I'm venting. It's their first change of scenery in months, and I missed out.
You people have bad credit.
AND YOU HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO LIKE WHAT I SAY.
Login like a ninja. Sitting quietly in a corner, totally unobtrusive...
random newbie I've never met or seen picks me out of the wholist and: Wow your honours line is really long.
Happens every time I drop back out of dormancy
I don't even know why, I've far been outstripped in the honoursline department by now.
Suddenly, I'm hunting to their album.
Bronislav really doesn't like pirates.