For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror, which we are still just able to endure, and we are so awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us. Every angel is terrifying.
Actually, this thread is pretty light-hearted and I want to keep it that way, so I'll just say I get tired of people saying things that aren't correct about orgs they're not actually part of. The end.
I keep finding them places. I dumped a bunch in Kerryn's office (<3 u Kerrkerr) and Duiran offices. I'm running out of places to hide them! No one besides Kerryn seemed to notice, though.
"Little pig, little pig, let me in, let me in. You look tasty and smell like bacon." *LICKLICKLICK*
Inspector Nouseau says, "Ah, it's good to have you back. I tell you, it's just been pure chaos getting all of these details sorted out. I figure we could hone in on some of the clues you found earlier and try to get a bit more information from them. What do you say?" [*] (say) Let's get to work. [*] (say) Goodbye.
You say, "Let's get to work."
You slap Inspector Nouseau with a resounding smack.
You say, "OR NOT, WHO CARES ABOUT THE MURDERER."
You say, "WE SHOULD JUST KILL EVERYONE."
You say, "BECAUSE YOU SUCK AT YOUR JOB."
Xiuhcoatl slowly fades into view, returning to the realm of perception.
Xenia greets Inspector Nouseau with a sincere smile.
You say, "AND YOU'LL NEVER FIND OUT WHO DID IT."
Gravel path before a rustic eatery. (Prelatorian Highway.) (39) The stars twinkle in the clear night sky. A short mustachioed detective peers about the area, detecting up a storm. A mule stands stubbornly, hooves planted solidly in the ground. The massive form of an arctic grizzly towers over the area. There are 2 black, murky darknesses here. A ghast eyes you with an everburning hatred in its eyes. Dourif is here, hidden. He is riding on a skeletal steed. He wields a Delosian bastard sword in his hands. Xenia is here. She wields a hunter's knife in her left hand. Xiuhcoatl is here. He wields a reinforced tower shield in his left hand and a black voidstaff in his right. Xiuhcoatl is here. A large pink banner has been strung here, painted with the phrase "Congratulations Max and Maisy!" You see exits leading north and south.
You incline your head politely to those around you.
<travel to Delos to buy stuff>
The Divine voice of Someone powerful echoes in your head, "Fixed now."
"You ever been divided by zero?" Nia asks you with a squint.
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and we are so awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.
Every angel is terrifying.
The crocodile program is top secret though!
Like this?
the way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
open hand or closed fist would be fine
blood as rare and sweet as cherry wine
They're only adorable if people aren't in the water with them!
(Research): Ezalor says, "Enorian's gates are to the northwest of the city."
(Sentinels): Meyvitch says, "Thanks for asking."
(Sentinels): You say, "...P'raps the most terrifying thing I ever heard ye say."
(Sentinels): You say, "Outta context, that is."
You are startled as a lightweight, hollow charcoal toy ball bounces harmlessly off you after being thrown at you by Meyvitch.
Meyvitch picks up a lightweight, hollow charcoal toy ball.
Meyvitch tells you, "(balls to the face.)"
H:4950 M:4600 E:26324 W:21900 B:100% XP:24.14% [eb]score
+ Zeze wo Ozidmu du, Ulo Kiralla Voltaire, the Mystborn ---------------------+
So confused. Even -I'm- a Kiralla alt? Or...I dunno. Recursive Kiralla Alts.
getting all of these details sorted out. I figure we could hone in on some of the clues you found
earlier and try to get a bit more information from them. What do you say?"
[*] (say) Let's get to work.
[*] (say) Goodbye.
You say, "Let's get to work."
You slap Inspector Nouseau with a resounding smack.
You say, "OR NOT, WHO CARES ABOUT THE MURDERER."
You say, "WE SHOULD JUST KILL EVERYONE."
You say, "BECAUSE YOU SUCK AT YOUR JOB."
Xiuhcoatl slowly fades into view, returning to the realm of perception.
Xenia greets Inspector Nouseau with a sincere smile.
You say, "AND YOU'LL NEVER FIND OUT WHO DID IT."
Gravel path before a rustic eatery. (Prelatorian Highway.) (39)
The stars twinkle in the clear night sky. A short mustachioed detective peers about the area,
detecting up a storm. A mule stands stubbornly, hooves planted solidly in the ground. The massive
form of an arctic grizzly towers over the area. There are 2 black, murky darknesses here. A ghast
eyes you with an everburning hatred in its eyes. Dourif is here, hidden. He is riding on a skeletal
steed. He wields a Delosian bastard sword in his hands. Xenia is here. She wields a hunter's knife
in her left hand. Xiuhcoatl is here. He wields a reinforced tower shield in his left hand and a
black voidstaff in his right. Xiuhcoatl is here. A large pink banner has been strung here, painted
with the phrase "Congratulations Max and Maisy!"
You see exits leading north and south.
You incline your head politely to those around you.
<travel to Delos to buy stuff>
The Divine voice of Someone powerful echoes in your head, "Fixed now."
(The Quorum): Rivas says, "FUCK YEAH PINK UNICORN."
I worry about the men of this game sometimes.