Aelus, eh? *scribble*

It gets worse when I start to suggest training novices to patrol....our villages.

We call that um....planning optimistically!

Ooh, if I create a Shadowdancer alt do I get advanced immediately for completing that task?

Sacraments is overpowered. Sacraments needs nerfing. Ekard and Thoros will agree.

SSI ftw.

It would have been funnier if:

Believe me, it wouldn't.

Cosmicfire, eh? Good thing it was a baby, you'd need like two of those for a young rat, wouldn't you?

Har, har, har, make fun of the only skill we have.

In the trees above The cooks' entrance.
Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky. Are
you deaf?
You see exits leading north, northeast, southeast, south, and west.

That's one of the more amusing nonsensical-area-descrip subliminal-message lines so far.

(Market): You say, "A wand of webbing to keep Daevos at bay? A ring of
perfection, to keep minds alert in the fray? Forren's Enchantments!"

(Market): Thul says, "Verithrax has you so beat in advertisement..."


And a minute later..

(Market): Murphy says, "Murphy's family jewels, you know you want them."

Finger extended, Syntobis pokes Clise.

Syntobis giggles happily.

You say, "Uhm.. Syntobis..."

Syntobis tilts his head curiously.

You say, "Some mushrooms are not for eating."

Serene Syntobis, Nonviolent Extremist says, "Me's do somethin'?"

Serene Syntobis, Nonviolent Extremist says, "Mushrooms?"

Syntobis scratches his head in confusion.

Serene Syntobis, Nonviolent Extremist says, "Where's are mushrooms?"

You say, "Uhm... never mind."

Syntobis scratches his head in confusion.

Serene Syntobis, Nonviolent Extremist says to you, "Yer strange."

Syntobis giggles happily.

Serene Syntobis, Nonviolent Extremist says to you, "In a good way."

Syntobis giggles happily.

Syntobis nods his head sagely.

You give a pained sigh.

"Eep!", Syntobis screams in fright.

Serene Syntobis, Nonviolent Extremist exclaims, "Sighing is bad for your
health!!!"

Syntobis snuggles up close to you, looking happy and content.

You twitch spasmodically.




Squire Phoebe Natsurei, of the Armies of Light says, "I still belive that
syntobis isa a male stuck in a females body."

Syntobis giggles happily.

Syntobis romps playfully in circles around Phoebe.

Ocean's Storm, Turgeis, Dedicant of the Light says, "He's just being that cute."

Phoebe shakes her head.

Serene Syntobis, Nonviolent Extremist checks his pants!

Serene Syntobis, Nonviolent Extremist says, "Nopers! I'm allll man!"

Syntobis giggles happily.


look syntobis
He is a burly tae'dae and extremely short for a Tae'dae. He is barely able to
see over the head of a Furrikin, standing at only 5 and a half feet tall. His
face has soft, cute features including small, fuzzy whiserks, and big puppy-dog
eyes. He always seems to be happy, carefree and not caring of what other people
think of him. His hair is messy and disheleved, not too much though, only enough
to add to his cuteness. His paws have rather long nails which come to a soft
point. His nails are just sharp enough to be used as self defense as a last
resort, but also soft enough as to not break the skin of those he touches. He
walks with a certain carefree air about him, almost skipping everywhere. The fur
which covers his body is a soft, almost fairy-like shade of green. On his arms,
down by his wrists, are small, almost unnoticable bald spots, possibly signs of
a not-so-happy past. Scattered about his body, tangled in his fur, are small
leaves and twigs and other things one might pick up while walking through a
forest, a sure sign that he loves walking through forests and exploring. His
eyes are a soft, pale shade of slate blue, making a nice contrast between them
and the colour of his fur. On the top of his head are two small, gentle looking
ears, twitching every now and then as he ears something new. As he walks about
the room, you notice a small, stubby little tail on his back side. His tail is
the same colour of the rest of his fur, but the fur on his tail is much fuzzier
than the rest of his fur. He is wearing an onyx crescent moon ring.

"Ewwwwwwwww!" says Phoebe in disgust.

Serene Syntobis, Nonviolent Extremist says, "You starrrrted it!"

You pat Syntobis in a friendly manner.

Syntobis snuggles up close to you, looking happy and content.

Ocean's Storm, Turgeis, Dedicant of the Light says, "You don't even have pants
Syntobis."

Syntobis giggles happily.

Serene Syntobis, Nonviolent Extremist says, "I know!"

Ocean's Storm, Turgeis, Dedicant of the Light laughingly says, "You're only
wearing a ring."


I can't stop laughing

Then we pretty much told him to keep his genitalia to himself...

I can't believe I'm actually doing this. In New Celest. Repeatedly.

That kid needs an MRI. He is an insult to males everywhere. I want to use him as a punching bag and inflict tons of pain on him.

I think he used to be married to a man. I know him from Achaea, too. He was a bit less that way there.

Twins!

Gnop passageway.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Seeker of the Moon,
Tomoyo is here. She wields a nature talisman in her left hand. Nyx lies here in
a heap, collapsed on the floor. She wields a nature talisman in her left hand.
She is surrounded by one reflection of herself.
You see exits leading north and south.
251h, 420m, 404e, 0p ex-l nyx

She is a graceful elfen and of small stature, about 5'5, with a constant smile
gracing her lips. Her hair is long and straight, palest blond, like the moon,
and hangs below her waist. Her ears, like most elven ears, are long and pointed,
pale like the rest of her skin. As she looks about curiously, her forest green
eyes glisten with a silvery sheen, mysterious, in a way where you can see love
and hope sparkling upon her irises, but also a darker self, she has hidden away.
Bangles of many colours adorn her wrists and ankles, jingling softly when she
moves, and playing a soft song when she dances. She is wearing a silver torc, a
black lace corset, black leather lace-up boots, dark purple lace panties, and a
pair of sheer black stockings.
251h, 420m, 404e, 0p ex-l tomoyo

She is a graceful elfen and of small stature, about 5'2, with a constant smile
gracing her lips. Her hair is long and straight, palest blond, like the moon,
and hangs below her waist. Her ears, like most elven ears, are long and pointed,
pale like the rest of her skin. As she looks about curiously, her forest green
eyes glisten with a silvery sheen, peculiar, but somehow calming. Bangles of
many colours adorn her wrists and ankles, jingling softly when she moves, and
playing a soft song when she dances. She is wearing a silver torc, a glacial
blue corset of gossamer silk, and graceful sapphire blue lace panties.

A somber glade of muted colors.
Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky.
Shimmering darkened stone forms the base of the Well of Souls as it flows with
ethereal waters. A birch sapling clings tenaciously to the ground here.
You see exits leading east and west.
2187h, 2556m, 1993e, 10p ex-
put fae in well
If you wish to suffocate a wood nymph then find another way to do it!

I don't know why...but I found that kind of funny...I wasn't trying to suffocate her! Honest!

I tried putting a cat in a basket once. It did more or less the same thing.

EDIT: Removed from lack of funniness - Tzek

What? Cyaece is a lucidian! How is that funny!