Quotes & Misquotes: Falling Off of Bridges

Calipso

A loud moan of unknown origin echoes through the area. The sound of scurrying and frightened animals
fades away slowly as the moaning raises in volume.

You tell Josephine, "Did you hear that?"

Josephine tells you, "Hear what?"

You tell Josephine, "Moaning of animals...must be mating season."

Lin

Calipso said:

A loud moan of unknown origin echoes through the area. The sound of scurrying and frightened animals
fades away slowly as the moaning raises in volume.

You tell Josephine, "Did you hear that?"

Josephine tells you, "Hear what?"

You tell Josephine, "Moaning of animals...must be mating season."

Calipso

It was mostly stating the wierd moaning but sure.

Iriela

It's okay to have fun and do different things, you're awesome Moirean. It'd be a pretty boring game if everyone was a carbon copy of what was expected of their faction, after all! 

Also Ezalor, she was showing you your future replacement. Piper's vicious! 

Moirean

It's something Toz and I have been discussing lately, character identity and whatnot. I think motivation and character traits are a really interesting thing to think about, especially how your own view of your character and reasons for their actions compare to what other people see. This thread's not really the place for it, though. Could be worth starting a thread to discuss it, as a more general RP philosophy discussion.

Corlin

Even Hannibal had a soft spot for Clairice.

The parts of your character beneath their public, expected or even usual persona are the parts that take them away from being archetypes and make them into characters.

Moirean

You just received message #18496 from Daskalos.

Message #18496 Sent By: Daskalos        Received On: 6/28/2013/14:15

"Rm.

ORLY

Calipso

Moirean said:

You just received message #18496 from Daskalos.

Message #18496 Sent By: Daskalos        Received On: 6/28/2013/14:15

"Rm.

ORLY

Damn...all those messages in the system.

Moirean

Toz glances to you, frowning faintly. He admits, "I should rest, Commander. But I will see you again soon."

You crease your brow in a frown.

Pouting, you say, "Fine. Go. Shoo. I'll just sit here carrying your child."

Passing over his ring, Toz says, "This should help you carry."

Toz removes a Celestine mighty ring engraved with the Seirath crest.

Toz gives a Celestine mighty ring engraved with the Seirath crest to you.

It is an Ankyrean artifact, enchanted with the following powers:

strength(3)

You stare implacably at Toz.

---

Men are so darn literal.

Meyvitch

readlog sentinels 1 3
2013/06/26 19:09:07 - Goldeen was inducted in the introduction

 

GOTTA CATCH 'EM ALL!!!

 

Haven

Bahahahaha, @Toz is the man. Highfive.

Toz

*brofist @Haven*

Moirean

A homing pigeon flutters in towards you, gliding over you as it drops a letter into your hands before flapping away once more.

You read what is written on an elegant white letter:

Moi,

Remember that time you said 'And I do love you, dear friend'.

Well, consider this my way of saying right back at you.

- Aldric

An elegant white letter is holding:

"dress254032"             a dramatically large, frilly maternity dress

You have emoted: Moirean's attention shifts to the letter in her hand. With a look of dawning horror, she slowly extricates a large, frilly, pink dress from inside, holding the piece between her thumb and forefinger and regarding it as if it might turn into a snake and start biting at her.

In a disgusted tone, you say, "I am suddenly having second thoughts about making Ser Aldric an Officer..."

(Carnifex): You say, "CHAPLAIN."

(Carnifex): Aldric says, "Yeah?"

(Carnifex): You say, "REPORT TO ME. NOW."

(Carnifex): Aldric says, "Oh hey, that's me. I'm gonna get used to this."

(Carnifex): Aldric says, "..Wait, it's about the dress, ain't it?"

Crafted out of cloth dyed a rather bright shade of pink, this dress could potentially fit a cow with ample room to spare. If it weren't for the leather strips that have been skillfully embedded into the garment to allow it to be tied more tightly, the garment would more than likely serve the wearer better as a blanket. Lining the hips of the dress are a few oddly-placed, pink frills that seem almost sporadic in their placement.

------

You're fired. All of you are fired.

Piper

Aaahahahahahah! That's brilliant!

Lin

From the kitchen, you see action:

Oblate Orisae Adesso, Voice of Change exclaims, "Oh! I could shove that into a chicken!"

Kiyotan

You have been slain by Ezalor.

Experience Lost: 15000 [total: 8553177]

A bloodroot leaf falls out of your inventory.

The Hall of the Underking.

 There are no obvious exits.

H:0 M:153 E:30900 W:22987 [|eb] <<Paused>>

Your body soars across the realms, landing comfortably in the presence of a familiar face. (deliverance)

Before a sunken, water-filled crater. (road) (Prelatorian Highway.) (18) [-Iosyne-]

The stars twinkle in the clear night sky. A granite monument stands here, its surface polished to a shine. The impressive black and gold city gates of Ashtan tower above you.

You see exits leading north, east, and southwest.

H:0 M:153 E:30900 W:23011 [|eb] <<Paused>>

Moirean

(Spinesreach): Anfini says, "If you referred to me as 'lion cub', I think I would be simply smitten."

Lin

Lin

Something rises from the lake in a crash of waves, rearing up in a mass of tentacles, mouths, and slavering jaws.

In a roar, Guthrim, a reveler says, "YOU DIE NOW!"

You have emoted: Anfini's jaw drops. In a blur of speed, he hides himself behind Draiman's horse.

Grand Duke Draiman Nebre'seir asks, "What in the pit was that?"

As the illusions fade like so much fine mist, Guthrim, a reveler says, "No, no no no. Ahahahaha. My idea of a practical joke."

Guthrim, a reveler approaches jocularly, throwing their arms around you with a laugh. "Dreams upon the land, my fine friend."

You have emoted: Anfini emerges from behind a fiery Jaziran mare, laughing weakly, surreptitiously patting the front and seat of his pants before he catches Guthrim, a reveler's bizarre form in his arm. "Wh- umm! Pleasant dreams and lurid visions to you too, mate."

You have emoted: "Don't mind me, I'm just a vacationing paleontologist... you want my boss, Murphy," Anfini points out Draiman.

"You can rest assured of THAT!" Guthrim, a reveler asserts with a giggle, as they ingest more myrrh. They're soaking wet from the lake, strange visions trailing down their body.

Draiman climbs down off his horse, sending her away. "Umm, hi.."

Draiman gracefully hops off of a fiery Jaziran mare.

Draiman slaps a fiery Jaziran mare on the rump and sends it cantering off.

Guthrim, a reveler says, "Well, how do YOU do, Murphy? My name's Guthrim! I used to be a lawyer, afore SHE found me. Well, actually, I found the myrrh, you know? Just couldn't get enough of the stuff, and suddenly my job's gone, my wife's gone, my home's gone, and my five mistresses? Also gone. Then I realized I wasn't even really a man, deep down."

Joyously, Guthrim, a reveler says, "BUT THAT'S OKAY!"

Moirean

Dachvrel, the first priest of Ati says, "Do you want gold? I believe I have some gold."

"What lance? I didn't see a..." Anfini furrows his brow at Dachvrel, the first priest of Ati. "Erm, I mean, if you're offering."

Dachvrel, the first priest of Ati says, "That is customary when one fetches and delivers an arbitrary object elsewhere in the world, isn't it?"

Dachvrel, the first priest of Ati says, "Gold?"

Anfini asks, "Do you have enough for all of us?"

Dachvrel, the first priest of Ati dumps a purse of gold onto the ground.

Dachvrel, the first priest of Ati says, "Here. Have my life savings."

Lin

Everything revolving around this entire Ati --> Omei --> crazy orb --> Moirean mishap has been hilarious.

Moirean

I really want to see a log of what happened. A body plummeting from the sky ONLY MADE ME CURIOUS.

Ezrax

Find Out IC.

Haven

(The Blacker Arrow): Tyrak says, "This is alias of mine for vampsex."

(The Blacker Arrow): Tyrak says, "#sw (@wantsex = 1) {message Ryv Embrace me. Tell Lyl Im a vampire now. Citizen me to Bloodloch.} (@wantsex = 0 and @sexisboringnow = 1) {MT Paying for the cure. Send tells.}."

(The Blacker Arrow): Tyrak says, "Ironically enough I named the alias #beargo."

Benedicto

You have 10 new messages.

Me: Oh...ok. Probably some more vial spam or something. /lesigh

Message #1607  Sent By: Moirean         Received On: 7/02/2013/8:28

"Hi!"

Message #1608  Sent By: Moirean         Received On: 7/02/2013/8:28

"Hai!"

Message #1609  Sent By: Moirean         Received On: 7/02/2013/8:28

"Hey!"

Message #1610  Sent By: Moirean         Received On: 7/02/2013/8:28

"Howdy!"

Message #1611  Sent By: Moirean         Received On: 7/02/2013/8:28

"How YOU doing."

Message #1612  Sent By: Moirean         Received On: 7/02/2013/8:28

"What's up?"

Message #1613  Sent By: Moirean         Received On: 7/02/2013/8:28

"Feeling popular yet?"

Message #1614  Sent By: Moirean         Received On: 7/02/2013/8:28

"How about now?"

Message #1615  Sent By: Moirean         Received On: 7/02/2013/8:29

"How about NOW?"

Message #1616  Sent By: Moirean         Received On: 7/02/2013/8:29

"<3!"

/lesigh

Lin

She was just trying to make you feel loved! >:C

Kaeus

Iosyne moves in towards outstretching Her hands and opening Her fanged mouth impossibly wide.

Opening Her mouth to obscene and unnatural proportions, the Malevolent reveals row upon row of dagger-like 

teeth as She moves with unnatural speed to your body. A shadow partially envelops Her form, extending Her body 

in an illusory fashion to almost give Her the appearance of a tentacled fiend, lashing angrily with appendages 

of shadow. Her form grows larger and larger still, until She is poised above you with Her glowing white eyes 

flaring bright. The Malevolent Goddess darts toward your head with Her maw, releasing a deafening and 

otherworldly screech as She does so. The horrific sensation of your face being ripped off is the last feeling 

awarded to you as your form finally succumbs to death.

You have been slain by Iosyne.

pause

[Tripwire]: Info: System Paused!

raff

[Tripwire]: Info: Limb hits and damage reset!

[Tripwire]: Info: Afflictions have been reset!

engage off

oep

approach mirror

Experience Lost: 15000 [total: 1329468]

The Hall of the Underking (9278) - Unmapped Area

This room has not been mapped.

 There are no obvious exits.

Your insignia fades slightly in its lustre, as your loss is notated in the records.

[0(0%)|0(0%)|0|100%|100%|30.1%|R:83] [HM eb] (-6050h, -6380m, -0.34%)

Guys, Iosyne is in the Sect of Blades!

Ellenia

(Web): Conner says, "I'd so play shaman if they had s sheep fetish!"

Arbre

We have many things unknown to the uninitiated.

Haven

Claw, sword of the hunt:
        -held by Iosyne

 

She's open PK now!