I was feeling pretty down, but this just made my day.

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*spots Pegasus left in Ashtorath's tower*

Possessing a finer and stronger build than any mere horse, the proud and noble
pegasus is a paragon of equine and avian creatures alike. Feather-soft, his pale
coat shimmers like freshly fallen snow, the faintest celestial luminescense
clinging to him as though eternal light is woven into his very form. His mane
and tail both fall in silken cascades, the occasional strand glittering like a
captured ray of starlight, and his long, broad wings oft impatiently flick open
in a half-beat, just waiting to be put to use. Complimenting the sheen of his
hide, his hooves hold a metallic lustre and the liquid metal pools of his eyes
glow from within. He is called 'Sereb.'
A proud celestial pegasus is quite powerful.
He weighs about 1875 pounds.
His feedbag is nearly full and will last him approximately 40 months.
He is mountable as a legendary steed.
He is loyal to Squire Shiro, of the Armies of Light.

*commence killing*

You point your staff at a proud celestial pegasus and it swells, rapidly
discharging a torrent of poisonous fumes and sharp rocks into his body,
engulfing flesh and spirit with deadly venoms.
A proud celestial pegasus turns purple as the poisonous fumes overcome him and
blood gushes out of his mouth as he collapses to the floor, dead.

You have slain a proud celestial pegasus.

-three seconds later-

Shiro tells you, "WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY."

I am not cruel, but that's about as great an reaction as you can ask from someone

You say to a proud celestial pegasus, "Don't worry that feyril couldn't kill a
fly!" >.>

Shiri: ^--- long enough Clise?

(And I don't mind not swearing, Reiha, you just said you didn't care. *peer*)

Charune is in a... playful mood.

A group of 1,000,000 earwort descends on a disc of golden light.
The rapid drum of galloping hooves and the bellowing call of the Hunter's Horn announce the blurred arrival of Charune as He thunders into view.

Charune, the Horned One says, "Look! I harvested too!"

Charune nibbles tenderly on a group of 317990400 pieces of earwort's ear.

Haven't you learned by now, Dyl? Charune's a griefer.

Appearance:
a seashell-encrusted bar stool
Dropped:
A seashell-encrusted stool sits here, offering itself.
Examined:
This stool stands bar-height, and the seat swivels a full 360 degrees.
Carved out of darkwood, it has been adorned by overlapping seashells,
adding a pink tint to the stool. A heavy clear laquer has been applied
to the seat, to protect both the stool and the one using it.
Comments:
The craft guild has returned your proposed design for further revisions. See
DESIGN LIST. The following comments were made of the design:
Stools shouldn't glow!

RL QUOTE!

So I was hanging out with my ex-girlfriend (who I'm getting back together with) tonight, and at some point in the conversation it turns to the subject of varying degrees of perfection. Now, I thought being mostly out of realms for two weeks would make me normal, but no. Here's the end of that conversation:

"Yah, but you're perfect on a whole other level,"
"What level?"
"Level 100 and 100%... *20 second pause* ...and you are ranked first in my world,"

As soon as I realized I almost choked on my own tongue, but fortunately she was laughing and thought it was hilarious.