Quotes 6

by Shiri

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Dynami2010-04-30 04:10:18
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Dakine points an Envirofinity Vacuum at Ilithyia.
Dakine With a manic grin, presses a large, red button. The vacuum roars to life, and Shunaan, bedmate of Utata wails loudly as bits and pieces of her environs fly past her and into the vacuum

Aerotan2010-04-30 04:49:32
Has that been TYPO'd yet?
Trace2010-04-30 08:08:42
Dowapaa tells you, "Canada is better. thats why we're on top."
Ilyarin2010-04-30 08:17:18
QUOTE (Aerotan @ Apr 30 2010, 05:49 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Has that been TYPO'd yet?


That would be more of a bug than a typo.
Razenth2010-04-30 08:33:50
There's a typo too.
Lyreth2010-04-30 15:25:23
It's perhaps worth noting that both of those anomalies only occur when using the scavenger vacuum, not the final version that actually stores things, as it wasn't intended for folks to keep the scavenger vacuum indefinitely. Finish the hunt and turn it in!
Ileein2010-04-30 16:02:37
QUOTE (Lyreth @ Apr 30 2010, 11:25 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
It's perhaps worth noting that both of those anomalies only occur when using the scavenger vacuum, not the final version that actually stores things, as it wasn't intended for folks to keep the scavenger vacuum indefinitely. Finish the hunt and turn it in!


Just for the record, that avatar is amazing. And so cute! wub.gif
Everiine2010-05-01 03:42:55
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(The Inner Circle of the Moonhart): Kiarlea says, "Neither Dominos nor Papa Johns screwed up anything for me until Papa Johns tooka way my goddamn pan pizza."

(The Inner Circle of the Moonhart): Kiarlea says, ".... crap."


EDIT: Got the whole thing in this time...
Razenth2010-05-01 04:51:21
The style of Lyreth's avatar reminds me of the comics someone drew about Lusternia in the early days. I think the thread still exists on the forums... we can haz source?
Unknown2010-05-01 04:52:24
QUOTE (Razenth @ May 1 2010, 12:51 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
The style of Lyreth's avatar reminds me of the comics someone drew about Lusternia in the early days. I think the thread still exists on the forums... we can haz source?

Pretty sure it's a cropped one of them.
Lyreth2010-05-01 04:59:43
QUOTE (Renthur @ May 1 2010, 12:52 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Pretty sure it's a cropped one of them.


It is! Both the forum avatar and the 'personal picture' were drawn by Feyrll, who does wonderful work!

...less about Me and more quotes. Or even better, quotes featuring Me!
Unknown2010-05-01 06:31:29
So I'm in the mountains right now, vacation and all, but for My Lord Lyreth...:

I log in today and:
In a flash of Divine power, a vibrant collar of spun gold and prismatic crystal appears in your hands, marking you a member of the Divine Order of Lyreth, the Sidereal Prince.

Before the Matrix.
Banks of clouds roil about here. A statue of Chairman Cririk Adom stands here, memorializing his orderly spirit. Radiating with an incandescent brilliance, the Matrix floats within the circular walkway, slowly turning and revealing flowering geometric patterns. In the shape of an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. A glass seer's candle floats in the air here, its mysterious, deep blue light enveloping the area in a protective glow. Wind whipping through his wings, Fraesic Sunfar, Keeper of the Matrix is here, face upturned to the chill breeze. There are 19 Sentinel Deputy Commissars here. Aeromage Uki is here. She wields a delicate crystal staff in her left hand. Instructor Shedrin, Thinker of Thoughts is here. He wields a little purple book in his left hand and a delicate crystal staff in his right. Renthur Startail, Slayer of Sandojin is here. Phoebus is vainly preening her wings. She wields a delicate crystal staff in her left hand. Doman Salceto, Harmonic Visionary is here. He wields a delicate crystal staff in his left hand.
You see exits leading northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest.
4260h, 4140m, 4140e, 10p, 18800en, 18800w ex-

who here
You see the following people here:
Uki, Shedrin, Renthur, Phoebus, Doman, Nicholo

(I just went online so I can ask Sao where we're gonna meet, since.. I RID A BUS AT 11PM FOR SIX FRIGGIN' HOURS TO GET HERE! D:)

You peer at a vibrant collar of spun gold and prismatic crystal unscrupulously.

You slip into a vibrant collar of spun gold and prismatic crystal.

Doman Salceto, Harmonic Visionary says to you, "It's a bother-collar."

Doman Salceto, Harmonic Visionary says to you, "You touch it to get Lord Lyreth's attention."

Utterly entranced, Phoebus emits a long "Ooooh."

You nod your head emphatically.

You reach out and touch a vibrant collar of spun gold and prismatic crystal.
The collar glows subtly in response to your touch, a gentle melody reaching your ears for a moment before fading slowly to silence.

You peer about yourself unscrupulously.

A single note sung by a heart-breakingly beautiful voice carries to you on the wind, bringing with it a shower of incandescent motes. As the song fades away into the aether, the glowing wisps of light solidify, taking on the form of Lyreth.

Lyreth tilts His head curiously.

You blink.

You exclaim, "I-I was just trying it out!"

Doman Salceto, Harmonic Visionary says to you, "I said if you need him!"
(LIAR! You said no such thing! And I was talking to Saoirse about locations and stuff at this point.)

You curl your nose up and grimace awfully.

Doman utters a deep, rumbling laugh.

Doman gives Lyreth a respectful salute.

You say, "I thought you were lying, again."

Astalia giggles happily.

You grumble angrily.

You bow respectfully to Lyreth.

Phoebus's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Lyreth's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Doman Salceto, Harmonic Visionary says to Lyreth, "Good to see you, Lord."

Astalia curtseys respectfully before Lyreth.

Clearing his throat, you say, "Apologies, Lord.."

Lyreth, the Sidereal Prince says to Doman, "Mm. Isn't it always?"

Phoebus flashes Lyreth a joyous smile.

Lyreth beams broadly.

Doman Salceto, Harmonic Visionary says, "Well of course."

You smile and say, "Though it is nice to see you, once more."

Phoebus yawns suddenly and mightily.

Doman Salceto, Harmonic Visionary says, "But you don't get tired of hearing it, do you?"

Lyreth, the Sidereal Prince says to Doman, "Perish the thought."

Phoebus gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

Doman gives a sapphire-veined bottle of onyx to Lyreth, the Sidereal Prince.

Doman nods his head at himself.

Lyreth, the Sidereal Prince says to you, "And you."

You tilt your head curiously.

Saoirse tells you, "You freak."

Saoirse tells you, "You didn't come yesterday tampo ako!"

Astalia hums a happy tune.

Lyreth wrinkles His nose in distaste.

Astalia tilts her head curiously at Lyreth.

Doman Salceto, Harmonic Visionary says, "I'm only allowed to use the collar when it's important, or Lord Lyreth will "End me in every sense of the word"."

Phoebus hides a grin behind her hand.

Doman Salceto, Harmonic Visionary says, "And he doesn't lie."

You ask, "... end him, please?"

Astalia giggles happily.

Your eyes sparkle with amusement.

Doman stares implacably at you.

Lyreth looks about Himself, rubbing His chin thoughtfully.

Astalia grabs protectively at Doman.

Phoebus peers at you unscrupulously.

Astalia creases her brow in a frown.

Phoebus peers at Astalia unscrupulously.

Renthur snuggles up close to Doman and leans comfortably on him.

Instructor Phoebus Skyplume, The Tender Breeze says to Astalia, "I'm the one who is supposed to do that."

You say, "... I feel strange, now."

The corners of Phoebus's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.

Lyreth's eyes twinkle enchantingly.

Air Neophyte Astalia says to Phoebus, "Then join in!"

Once more, you say, "Apologies, Lord Lyreth.."

You cough softly.

Doman Salceto, Harmonic Visionary says to Lyreth, "No emotions, pah!"

Lyreth, the Sidereal Prince says to you, "No apologies needed."


Instructor Phoebus Skyplume, The Tender Breeze says to Astalia, "Well, if you insist."

Phoebus grabs protectively at Doman.

Doman flashes Lyreth a joyous smile.

Astalia giggles happily.

Lyreth, the Sidereal Prince says to Doman, "Look at your leaders, and the structure of your city. These young ones merely know no better."

Lyreth creases His brow in a frown.

You curl your nose up and grimace awfully.
(I had to go, like now.)

Astalia shuffles her feet uneasily.

Lyreth murmurs softly to Himself.

Lyreth, the Sidereal Prince says, "Regardless. Be well."

Lyreth reaches over and ruffles your hair with a fond expression.
em suddenly grabs ^Lyreth's hand and, with a vicious snarl, digs his teeth into it, growling before letting go of the flesh between his teeth, jumping back with his face contorted in feral rage.
(IT'S REFLEXIVE D: People kept doing it, even Gods... cry.gif I didn't mean to!)

You have emoted: Nicholo suddenly grabs Lyreth's hand and, with a vicious snarl, digs his teeth into it, growling before letting go of the flesh between his teeth, jumping back with his face contorted in feral rage.

Doman Salceto, Harmonic Visionary says to Lyreth, "Psh, Rika has plenty of emotions."

Astalia blinks.

Looking slightly worried at the situation Astalia quickly hides behind Doman.

Doman Salceto, Harmonic Visionary says, "...AHAHAHA."

Lyreth blinks.

You cough softly.

Doman Salceto, Harmonic Visionary says to Lyreth, "He...he bit you!"

You peer about yourself unscrupulously.

Lyreth tilts His head curiously at you.

You say, "Reflexive."

You say, "... I am going to die, now."

You give a pained sigh.

Lyreth, the Sidereal Prince says, "I see."

Phoebus lazily draws her wings to and fro through the air, fanning them slowly.

You thwap yourself on the head.

Doman Salceto, Harmonic Visionary says to Lyreth, "The trout!"
You curl your nose up and grimace awfully.

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The Pool of Stars.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. The stars twinkle in the clear night sky. An enormously wide circular pool, as dark as the night sky, glitters softly between the columns. In the shape of an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. The resplendent figure of an archangel rises up from the ground, her golden wings furled protectively over a small figure cradled in her arms. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A statue of Unitos stands here, memorializing his noble spirit. His form suffused with soft light, the Keeper of the Pool of Stars stands here attentively. There are 2 dark green eggs here. Massive pearlescent grey wings filling much of the space around her, a pale hippogriff stands here, a gentle air hanging about her. Brother Glint Ama'nar'isil is here. He wields a solid iron tahto staff with both hands. Ecclesiar Dakine is here. He wields a flaming symbol of purity in his left hand and a winged star-crested greatshield in his right. Saoirse is here, both hands covering her eyes. She wields a holy symbol of the light in her right hand. Purveyor Jayden Diluculo, The Super Excited is here. He wields an elegantly simple lyre in his left hand. Aqua Magister Syridean Dawneye, Herald of the Tides is here. He wields a coral staff in his left hand.
You see exits leading north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest, and up (open door).
You are transported by the power of the Divine.

You curl your nose up and grimace awfully.

Syridean inclines his head politely to you.
(I was expecting Him to sic Celestians at me...)

You say, "... so dead."

Saoirse beckons Syridean to her.

Syridean reaches over and ruffles your hair with a fond expression.
em suddenly grabs ^Syridean's hand and, with a vicious snarl, digs his teeth into it, growling before letting go of the flesh between his teeth, jumping back with his face contorted in feral rage.
(SEE?!)

You have emoted: Nicholo suddenly grabs Syridean's hand and, with a vicious snarl, digs his teeth into it, growling before letting go of the flesh between his teeth, jumping back with his face contorted in feral rage.

Saoirse chews on her lip, deep in thought.

"Ooowwwww!", Syridean whines.

Merciful Judge Saoirse Ama'nar'isil says, "Do you know how?"

Syridean sniffles softly.

You say, "... stop it."

You snap your fingers.

Shaking his head at Saoirse, Syridean says "Nope."

Saoirse leaves to the up.

Faint notes of half-heard music accompany the words, "Nicholo has kindly relocated from Hallifax. Someone see to it that he is properly oriented."

You say, "I accidentally bit Lord Lyreth."

You cough softly.

(Order): Doman says, "We love you, Lord!"

You blink.

You exclaim, "Wh-What?!"

Dakine gives you the once-over, eyeing you suspiciously.

Jayden chuckles long and heartily.

(Order): Shric (from the Aetherways) says, "Uhoh..."

(Order): Doman says, "Nicholo bit him."

(Order): Shric says, "You what?"

Aqua Magister Syridean Dawneye, Herald of the Tides says to you, "Well, you heard the Man."

(Order): Doman says, "Lord Lyreth -generously- ruffled the boy's hair, and he bit him."

Jayden peers at you unscrupulously.

Dynami gives you the once-over, eyeing you suspiciously.

Dakine gives Shric a respectful salute.

Dakine looks around despondently and bursts into tears.

You curl your nose up and grimace awfully.

Aqua Magister Syridean Dawneye, Herald of the Tides says to you, "I trust you've read the covenant?"

Syridean's eyes sparkle with amusement.

You say, "I am just checking up on things, I have to leave..."

You whine pitifully.

Eldanien glances briefly westwards and glides off into the distance.

The eyes of Dakine go briefly out of focus.

Dakine licks his lips.

Jayden ponders you thoughtfully, looking you up and down.

The lonely call of an albatross carries from the Inner Sea.

You say, "... I have to leave."

You clear your throat.

Pectus begins to stare at you, her eyes widening slightly and the corner of her right eye starts to twitch uncontrollably.

You say, "I was only supposed to pass by."

You curl your nose up and grimace awfully.

With a flourish of your arm, you bow deeply.


Telperion's eyes gleam with generosity.

qq
You grow still and begin to pray silently for preservation of your soul while you are out of the land.

Aqua Magister Syridean Dawneye, Herald of the Tides asks, "Without an orientation?"

Miss Pectus Dawneye, Nightingale of the Sidereal says to you, "You bit him?!"

Pectus flails about helplessly.

Syridean crosses his arms on his chest, sticks out his lower lip, and pouts.

You feel your insides clench as your soul is frozen.
You have played 729 games.

Goodbye for now!
» Afflictions reset
» Balances reset
» Defenses reset
» Flags reset
» Scan queues reset
» Todo queues reset
» Wounds reset


:expolode: My everything hurts, especially my butt, stupid horse... ouch.gif

I'm supposed to be resting! hide.gif
Gregori2010-05-01 06:35:14
Wow... just wow...

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Message #622 Sent by: (system)
05/01 05:12 "Rhaell has assigned you editing rights to the masterpiece titled, "History of the nashoba"."

You read what is written on an elegant white letter:
To Grand Duke Kalin of The Holy Grand Duchy of Gaudiguch,

I trust that this letter finds you well. Please find enclosed within the
proposed treaty drafted between our two great nations. I have committed
the treaty to a scroll, fully ratified by the Moonhart Council. This, we
hope, will by the final version of the treaty, however, should there be
need for further revision, you have been set as editor so that you might
effect any changes which you and your council deem necessary. On behalf
of the Serenwilde, I look forward to completing the formalisation of the
relationship between our two nations.

In Service of the Serenwilde,

Seneschal Rhaell Nashoba


get scroll from letter
You take a leafy scroll from an elegant white letter.

read 73220
A leafy scroll is written in an unknown language.



*send letter and treaty back to Sadie cause she is the only person there with brains*

Time passes...

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(Market): Rhaell says, "Seeking a bookbinder."



Time passes...

QUOTE
Rhaell has assigned you editing rights to the masterpiece titled, "".


Go go Serenwilde!!
Unknown2010-05-01 08:55:07
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Finger extended, Pectus pokes you.

With a careful eye, Pectus balances a palette of paints in one hand and props a canvas on her knee. After pondering your profile, she attacks the canvas with furious brush strokes and soon has created a painting of Nicholo.

You tilt your head curiously at Pectus.

You ask, "... what is that for?"

Miss Pectus Dawneye, Nightingale of the Sidereal says to you, "For 2000 gold, I won't sell this to Doman."


D: D: D: D: D: D:
Aubrey2010-05-01 20:14:56
QUOTE (Gregori @ May 1 2010, 02:35 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
*send letter and treaty back to Sadie cause she is the only person there with brains*



Uh...
Lendren2010-05-01 21:46:33
QUOTE (Aubrey @ May 1 2010, 04:14 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Uh...

Don't mind Gregori, he's got a quota to make.
Aubrey2010-05-02 00:00:06
QUOTE (Lendren @ May 1 2010, 05:46 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Don't mind Gregori, he's got a quota to make.


A quote of silly things to say?
Lendren2010-05-02 00:22:41
Something like that!
Unknown2010-05-02 00:50:15
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You teleport along the aether strands to Azyurial.
Entrance to the encampment.
Banks of clouds roil about here. The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A metal cage sits here in the centre of the camp, locked tight. Berpo Fleece sits within the cage, a sad and depressed look upon his young face. Massive pearlescent grey wings filling much of the space around her, a pale hippogriff stands here, a gentle air hanging about her. Worrel Fleece shuffles about the igloo anxiously. Jeanne, the windmuse elemental, is here, playing games with her long tail. Massive soft, crimson-streaked wings filling much of the space around her, a ferocious hippogriff stands here, her tail swishing idly.
Ameryth2010-05-02 04:02:49

3187h, 4680m, 4899e, 10p ex-
burrow below
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You are surrounded by utter darkness, and can see nothing. The smell of minerals
and dirt fills your nostrils.
You see some loose soil to the north, east, south, and west.
3187h, 4680m, 4899e, 10p e-
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
3187h, 4680m, 4899e, 10p ex-
yell This isn't a pond! I can burrow into it!
You are packed much too tightly into the earth to do that.
(Tip: try BURROW ABOVE to move yourself upwards towards ground level.)


Is true! I was burrowed in the frozen pond. The Gods fixed it already though.