I think this is really the games way of weeding out the undesireables.

Kongregate. Really.

As per request:





And my personal favorite..

(Serenwilde Elite Guard): You say, "Pretty okay, we got snow here and I'm about
to go play in it."

(Serenwilde Elite Guard): You say, "Dang it!"

You hear a rustling and turn to see Kelysa emerging from the undergrowth.

Stretching her arms out to the sky, Kelysa closes her eyes momentarily and
breathes in deeply before breathing out a long, frosty breath, and drawing her
arms into herself.
Small flakes of snow float down from the sky before a strong wind whips up and
unnaturally quickly a blizzard forms in the air around you, the whirling snow
completely obscuring everything.

Aww. Look at that. The Aspects and Half-formed are really friends after all.

Voted WORST DESCRIPTION EVAR, Lusternia 2k8

Shut up, Simon. Can't you see this (s)he tried as hard as they could?

...in a more usual manner of mine. ...Poor, poor english. What have they done to you?

Shikha d'Murani, Death Verse shouts, "We all know what you do to the Celestine altar boys, Talkan, and all I can say is that it's wrong."

omg I love Shikha lol

This was funny the first time 6 months ago. Now? Kind of a dead horse.

Plus it's a SHOUT. I hate shouts.

It really wasn't funny that time either. It worked in Achaea because of the choir boys. It's just semi-OOC ridiculousness here.

If only they knew Talkan was a virgin.

That's what you think, I saw him in the moors with Ilyarin earlier.

:shock:

Shaddus smiles at Driala and his eyes wander up and down her body.
(House Aurendil): You say, "Shaddus wants to plant his face in your breasts
driala."

(House Aurendil): Driala says, "Theres a flaw with his plan to motorboat me."

(House Aurendil): Yiro says, "At least Shaddus is learning where all the good
women are."

ROFLCAKES. Pwned by Celina.

You say, "We should all declare talkan, kill assmaiden, then run."

Kilbis says, "Lol ok."

Romero says, "Lol."

You say, "You guys game?"

Kilbis says, "I am."

Romero says, "Sounds fun."

You say, "-g-."

You say, "Ok."

You say, "Everyone."

You say, "After assmaiden dies."

You say, "Portal enter jhagar."

You say, "Kk?"

Romero says, "Yeah."

Kilbis says, "Ya."


You declare your intent to bear arms against Talkan.

Talkan mutters and traces a glowing circle before him. He steps through the circle and suddenly vanishes from sight.
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A grotesque ghast shrieks, "Death to the enemies of Thoros!" and approaches Talkan in a threatening manner.
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A grotesque ghast claws at Talkan's face with its broken fingernails.
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Kilbis points his staff at the Handmaiden of Shakiniel and it swells, rapidly discharging a torrent of poisonous fumes and sharp rocks which engulf her body.
A celestial archangel springs to the Handmaiden of Shakiniel's defence.
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(Jhagar): Romero says, "Declare."
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Raising her hand, the Handmaiden of Shakiniel releases a ball of white light that shoots forth and envelops Kilbis.
A pink glow surrounds a celestial archangel, who reaches forth with outstretched arms and hugs Kilbis in a loving embrace.
A celestial archangel's eyes shoot forth beams of holy light that strike Kilbis, whose body quakes upon the impact.
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Romero raises a damning symbol of domination towards the Handmaiden of Shakiniel, and a gout of black fire slams into her chest.
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You wildly swing an iron maiden war hammer at the Handmaiden of Shakiniel. You pound her in the gut, but it barely fazes her.
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You wildly swing an iron maiden war hammer at the Handmaiden of Shakiniel. You powerfully pound her, making her stagger back.
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yada yada battle spam



You take a drink from a beryl vial.
Trigger {purgalarm} removed.
Trigger {lagalarm} removed.
You return to the normal timestream.
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*System is no longer paused!*
*****************************
drink quicksilver
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You wildly swing an iron maiden war hammer at the Handmaiden of Shakiniel. With great force, you pound her with a resounding crack.
The blow continues into the Handmaiden of Shakiniel's body, causing a sickening cracking and mashing sound. A terrible rictus of pain twists her features for a moment, vanishing suddenly as she falls, lifeless, to the ground.
You have slain the Handmaiden of Shakiniel.
You suddenly scoop up the corpse of the Handmaiden of Shakiniel.
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Made me giggle.

Damn Griefers.

Several tendrils of dark shadow streak violently through the skies. You do not even have time to scream as tendrils of shadow descend upon you from the skies above. The shadowy vines slam into your body, setting your nerves alight with a horrendous pain that causes you to writhe about helplessly. The shadows slowly dissipate, the pain subsiding, but the wrath of Nocht still looms foremost in your thoughts.


^~~ I so deserved that. I hope I made Nocht's player at least.

Mihewi of the Murder says to you, "It's inevitable that I'm going to have to
give in to my curiosity and ask why you have so many panties."

Urazial tilts his head and listens intently to you.

Lyora's eyes sparkle with amusement.

You say, "I was going to imbue them and offer them, but after a recent God
upsetment, I've thought better of it."

You ask, "That being said, anyone want some panties with 100% esteem?"

You smile angelically, wide-eyed and innocent.

The sound of a distant scream echoes between the trees, only to be suddenly cut
short.

(Clan): Alacardael says, "Olol."


(Clan): Alacardael says, "Wagging her finger in censure, a wood nymph
bound in shadows whispers quietly to a mystical Avatar of Avechna, whose eyes
glow green and then nods meekly."


Alacardael has been incinerated by a mystical Avatar of Avechna.
You see the death occur at steep hillside.

You tell Pesky Pixie Penelope Pendalopolous Mes'ard, "I would like to buy a bottle of Urazial's self esteem."

Penelope tells you, "Well, unfortunately it's not a full bottle. He didn't have much to begin with y'know."

You tell Pesky Pixie Penelope Pendalopolous Mes'ard, "Well, if there was too much of it, it wouldn't be worth as much!"

Penelope tells you, "True true."



Penelope! I found a griefing buddy