Wait, what?

@ Joli: there's nothing wrong with wanting to see a man's flower. At least for women like Fania and myself. (But you're too young, Joli, shame on you.)

Wait, what?

@ Joli: there's nothing wrong with wanting to see a man's flower. At least for women like Fania and myself. (But you're too young, Joli, shame on you.)

o Races with tails will now, when they use the WAG emote, wag an actual
tail.

o EMOTIONLIST now shows which emotes are specific to your race, gender,
or organizations.

Professor Gargle von Fixit says, "I could use a faeling kidney, though, for my
next experiment..."
Professor Gargle von Fixit glances askance at you.
"Eep!", you scream in fright.
You run around madly, flapping your arms in a blind panic.
You say to Professor Gargle von Fixit, "Please don't experiment on me. I like my
kidneys."
Professor Gargle von Fixit snaps his fingers.

The money from dingbats suddenly giving me enough gold to turn my ship from a three room tiny scout with nothing but a command chair to a six room tiny scout with two turrets, an energy collector, aetherhold and an empath grid

Do you aetherhunt lots?

if only Celest didn't hate Glomdoring, I could answer your market ad and help you with empathing

maybe contract me someway next time you need an empath.

Nah, not worth the hassel of if I get blown up

Gleaming gold forms the smooth lines of this opulent pipe, flowing open
into a wide bowl from an elegantly bowed stem. Interlocking, scalloping
verses adorn the surface of the pipe, wrought in red enamel glittering
with rubies. Closer inspection reveals these elaborate verses to be
devoted to the name and works of the Red Masque. A smooth mouthpiece of
black steel wraps around the far end of the stem, impressed with the
imprint of a golden pawn.
It weighs 6 ounce(s).
It bears the distinctive mark of Sohei Shaddus Mes'ard, of the Quietus Innocence.
It has been stamped with the seal of The Scarlet Masquerade.
A glowing rune has been attached to the pipe.
A gilded pipe of blasphemous verses is holding:
"myrtle38964" a bog myrtle leaf (20 puffs)

The delicate, voluptuous form of a merian maiden is captured mid-torture
here, hands chained behind her back as she turns upwards across the
bulbous bowl of the pipe to wail in pure agony. Crudely bleached wood
polished to a high sheen is slashed with marks rendered a bloody red,
giving hint to the gruesome injuries inflicted upon her form. A delicate
steel mouthpiece rests at the far end, pressed with a single pawn.
It weighs 6 ounce(s).
It bears the distinctive mark of Sohei Shaddus Mes'ard, of the Quietus Innocence.
It has been stamped with the seal of The Scarlet Masquerade.
A glowing rune has been attached to the pipe.
A screaming merian pipe is holding:
"coltsfoot121726" a plug of coltsfoot (20 puffs)

A bit of a cherub's spine composes the stem and bowl of this small pipe.
The bone is still stained crimson, though the mouthpiece of the pipe is
plated with a small sheet of silver. When lit, the pipe gives off a
slight odour of burning feathers, as well as bone.
It weighs 6 ounce(s).
It bears the distinctive mark of Sohei Shaddus Mes'ard, of the Quietus Innocence.
A glowing rune has been attached to the pipe.
A cherub bone pipe is holding:
"faeleaf22754" a stalk of faeleaf (20 puffs)

This event is all kinds of retarded.