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head."
(Oasis): Akirash says, "Giggity."
(Oasis): Zsadist says, "^."
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
You shout, "SCULPTURES! WE NEED *SCULPTURES*!!"
Alyse giggles happily.
You have emoted: Moirean beams over to the lot of you and then demands, "WELL?!"
Alyse says, "I can be a model for such things..."
Imperiously, you say, "Get to it! This clay isn't going to mold itself."
Argolis says, "I.. am not an artist."
(Spinesreach): You say, "Comrades, I have decided that we need a series of sculptures right here, right now. There is clay waiting - all we need is your imagination!"
(Spinesreach): Ishin says, "I gots putty."
You say to Argolis, "Try harder, then."
Argolis snorts arrogantly.
(Spinesreach): Ishin says, "Wanna play with my putty?"
(Spinesreach): You say, "No lewd talk over city channel PLEASE. Nobody wants to touch your...putty."
Vellarius stares at the pile of clay and shrugs. "I mean what's the worst that could happen ,right?"
(Spinesreach): Ishin says, "No really. I have putty."
(Spinesreach): Ishin says, "It's in the form of a black snake right now. Touch it and see."
(Spinesreach): You say, "You really shouldn't be bragging about it being PUTTY."
(Spinesreach): Alyse says, "Oh my..."
(Spinesreach): Ishin says, "It changes form in your hands. Play with my putty, Chairimp."
Alyse plugs her ears.
(Spinesreach): You say, "..."
(Spinesreach): You say, "SO SCULPTURES."
Zezi says to you, "Did it hurt?"
You say, "When I fell from the sky?"
You say, "I've got levitation, don't worry."
Zezi says, "No, when you dug your way up from the Underhalls."
You stare implacably at Zezi.
Zezi quickly ducks down.
(Tells|Tarleich): In a deep, gravelly voice, Tarleich imparts to you, "Does one have to be in the Research clan to continue earning points?"
(Tells|Tarleich): You tell Tarleich, "For lessers? You'll have to ask BL about that."
(Tells|Tarleich): You tell Tarleich, "I'm Spirean."
(Tells|Tarleich): In a deep, gravelly voice, Tarleich imparts to you, "Heh. I forget these things."
(Tells|Tarleich): You tell Tarleich, "Kinda sorta the city leader."
----
(Spinesreach): You say, "Fred, the city library, a flask of liquid Steel and Damariel - you've got a quarter of a day to think up a story about that and share it here. Best stories earn credits. Go!"
(Spinesreach): You say, "Right! Let's hear those stories!"
(Tells|Amberlea): Her voice laden with crackling fire, Amberlea whispers warmly to you, "I have a story."
(Tells|Amberlea): Her voice laden with crackling fire, Amberlea whispers warmly to you, "It's probably the epitome of terrible."
(Tells|Amberlea): Her voice laden with crackling fire, Amberlea whispers warmly to you, "But I will tell it if you like."
(Spinesreach): Amberlea says, "I apologize in advance, for my terrible story which may earn its only merit in the amusing mockery of my poor imagination."
(Spinesreach): Amberlea says, "Fred continued his daily patrol of the Spires, holding his staff close. It had been a rather uneventful day, aside from the small explosion he inadvertantly caused when he had exterminated a pincher that was attempting to destroy some rather important paperwork of the Chairimp. There had been quite a bit of scurrying about to have various pieces of furniture replaced, but Fred was satisfied that the incident might go unnoticed, aside from a small mark on the floor where the creature had perished, which simply refused to be cleaned."
(Spinesreach): Amberlea says, "Walking down the stairs, Fred decided it might be a good idea to take a small break in the city's vast library. Ashayth was always good for conversation, and there were plenty of comfortable places to sit. Unfortunately, his friend was nowhere to be found. Still sure that a break was in order, Fred grabbed a random book from the shelf and began to read."
(Spinesreach): Amberlea says, "It wasn't long, though, before Fred began to feel tired. He struggled to keep his eyes open, but eventually succumbed to delicious slumber. Fred startled, and opened his eyes, discovering himself somewhere else entirely. He saw neither ground below him, nor sky above. He seemed to be surrounded by a strange miasmic cloud, which shifted between shadow and prismatic color. Emerging suddenly from an unseen place was the shape of a great beast, and as the clounds parted Fred knew it to be a minotaur and the Diety Severn. The great beast winked towards Fred, and raised an impossibly huge mace with ease, brandishing it and bringing it to bear upon Fred. Fred cried out, and in that instant, the unmistakable visage of Damariel appeared, swinging a bright and shining sword up to catch Severn's blow. The two exchanged attacks, all the while debating the merits of truth and obscurity in what might have been a rather civil manner not for the repeated attempts to slay eachother."
(Spinesreach): Amberlea says, "Fred scrambled away in terror, his foot catching on some unseen thing causing him to fall. He fell through what he had known before to be the floor, and confusingly continued to fall through the swirling shadows and color. He tumbled end over end as all went black and then became light again, and he looked down to see the tall spires of Spinesreach reaching up to catch his descent! Just as he was about to crash upon the roof of the Chairimp's office, Fred twitched, jolting himself awake. He opened his eyes and lifted his head from the book he had fallen asleep on, seeing Ashayth before him with a displeased expression. Fred quickly wiped the drool from his cheek, and the rare, first-edition tome he had taken a nap upon, before scurrying off, back to his post."
(Spinesreach): Amberlea says, "The end."
(Spinesreach): You say, "That....was fabulous."
Yettave enters from the east, riding a shadowy nightmare.
A cloaked figure gives the world a smart salute.
(Carnifex Combat Academy): You say, "Warning yeti,w e're RPing."
(Carnifex Combat Academy): You say, "If you stay, you'll get emoted at."
Yettave leaves to the east, riding a shadowy nightmare.
(Carnifex Combat Academy): Yettave says, "Lol system saw warning rp and auto caved."
Raising a jewel-encrusted sacrificial dagger on high, you murmur a prayer to Maghak,
the Sovereign, before striking downward into a scrap of fine parchment. As your
dagger rams home, blood sprays over you, the corpse fading into nothingness as it is
sacrificed to your God.
Cos, you know, not having a heart clearly what he needs is a scrap of paper.
Oh, and it WAS a gnat. Because I'm that good.
(Spinesreach): Eugenides says, "Anyone who doesn't mind some genital stabbing, whipping, choking, and various other things have a moment to help me with something?"
(Spinesreach): Eugenides says, "... gentle stabbing."
(Spinesreach): Xenia says, "Nope, not interested."
Edited to add: Don't judge, either. That's some peoples' idea of a hot date.
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
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
(Web): You say, "Also wtf at this theme."
(Web): You say, "Youth wtf."
(Web): You say, "*makes diapers*."
(Web): Leau says, "...yea youth... I had an idea for a kick ass weapon then i see youth."
(Web): You say, "Make a weapon out of babies."
(Web): Ezalor says, "I already know what I'm making."
(Web): Ezalor says, "Statue of Ezrax."
Considering... @Ashmer, I'm surprised he hasn't heard of it.
(Oasis): Raeche says, "*shy*."
(Oasis): Sibatti says, "Nuu come back I was hot."
Jino, a Cabalist attendant says, "Sorry friend, but once the wheel is a-spinnin', the bettin' is a-stoppin'."
The ball finally settles down on 3 (black).
Jino, a Cabalist attendant exclaims to Eugenides, "We have a winner! You've won 70000 gold!"
Jino, a Cabalist attendant gives an exaggerated sigh and says, with a twinkle, "Ahh well, you can't win 'em all. Better luck next time to the losers!"
Amberlea says, "HAHAHAHA."
Jino, a Cabalist attendant winks at Amberlea as she places a bet of 78 sovereigns on 28-36.
You say, "Yay!"
Amberlea says, "OH MY GyDS."
You say, "My godx."
Eugenides says nothing at all in a very pointed way. His silence is deafening.
The ball starts to bounce around wildly on the wheel, giving you no idea where it will stop.
You stare implacably at Eugenides.
(Bloodloch): Yettave says, "Stat."
(Bloodloch): Razmael says, "Zap."
(Bloodloch): Yettave says, "Point proven."
(the Front Line): Raeche says, "Why is ur beard like glued on or something."
(the Front Line): Taras says, "No, it just has snot in it now."
You divine the location of this death as A dust strewn path through the mountain in the Duiran Base.
They were assisted by: Eliser, Ilyon, Mongoro, Noelle, Radakail, Sibatti, Seir, Conner, Alissandra, Amberlea, Vess, Fanice, Teani, Moirean, Zezi, Yarel, Ezalor, Alyse, Leau, Stridor.
... bad day.
(Oasis): Benedicto says, "What does God have to say on the subject of gambling?"
(Oasis): Benedicto says, "That's a pretty good inside track."
(Oasis): Ashmer says, "Quite a bit, in fact."
Oasis): Ashmer says, "Things like 'don't,' 'hellfire,' and 'thou shalt not.'"
(Oasis): Teani says, "One time I got about 70 bucks from one guy who'd been winning a lot."
(Oasis): You say, "Is gambling a commandment?"
(Oasis): Ashmer says, "No, psure it isn't."
(Oasis): You say, "I only remember like 3 of those."
(Oasis): You say, "Like, don't whack fellers."
(Oasis): You say, "Don't hump neighbors."
(Oasis): You say, "Ok I remember two."
(Oasis): Benedicto says, "Don't hump neighbours wives."
(Oasis): You say, "Oh neighbors are cool?"
(Oasis): Benedicto says, "No."
(Oasis): Benedicto says, "But neighbours wives are just as banned."
(Oasis): You say, "Well their wives count as neighbors too, so to specify that seems a bit redundant."
(Oasis): Benedicto says, "These were Biblical times. Women didn't count as human."
(Oasis): Benedicto says, "They had to be specified in a different category."
(Oasis): Ishin says, "Well im screwed then. twice over
(Oasis): Ashmer says, "^."
It is now Riluo's turn to draw from the hat!
Riluo gives the hat a shake and draws out a slip of paper with '' written upon it.
"Ha!" you exclaim.
Sibatti opens her mouth but says nothing.
Vess gives a trillingly melodic laugh.
Riluo pointedly says nothing at all.
Ivoln says, "It's noooothing!"
Primly, Ivoln says to Ezalor, "I have plans for you and your beef."
Ezalor says, "Plans to eat it, aye, that's why You're here! I'll make it extra sandy for You."
You say, "Sand in your beef. Sounds uncomfortable."
Mephistoles says to Ivoln, "Our texts on Dhaivol tell of your fondness for beef, my lord."
Ivoln says, "I can't really comment on that situation."
You say, "I bet Dhar can."
You shift your eyes from side to side suspiciously.
Ivoln says to you, "Between you and I, He was never very good at swordplay."