I kind of want to get to know Raezon some. Just from that he sounds awesome. 
Still not leaving my Morgypoo though! 
Still not leaving my Morgypoo though! QUOTE
Well, I made this money in about 10 minutes from quick herb harvesting. So I'll blow it frivolously.
You bet 4000 sovereigns on 13-24, eliciting a wry grin and a wink from Goldie
Cloverleaf.
Goldie Cloverleaf says, "No more bets!" and gives the wheel a good spin. The
ball begins to smoothly spin around the wheel.
The ball starts to bounce around wildly on the wheel, giving you no idea where
it will stop.
The ball finally settles down on 33 (black).
Goldie Cloverleaf gives an exaggerated sigh and says, with a twinkle, "Ahh well,
you can't win 'em all. Better luck next time to the losers!"
QUOTE
Heh, well...that was only about half of it. Try, try again!
You get 4000 gold sovereigns from a jewelled, silver velvet pack.
bet 4000 gold on t2
You bet 4000 sovereigns on 13-24, eliciting a wry grin and a wink from Goldie
Cloverleaf.
Goldie Cloverleaf says, "No more bets!" and gives the wheel a good spin. The
ball begins to smoothly spin around the wheel.
The ball starts to bounce around wildly on the wheel, giving you no idea where
it will stop.
The ball finally settles down on 4 (red).
Goldie Cloverleaf gives an exaggerated sigh and says, with a twinkle, "Ahh well,
you can't win 'em all. Better luck next time to the losers!"
QUOTE
Hm...Eh, what the hell. As long as I'm losing money...
You bet 530 sovereigns on green, eliciting a wry grin and a wink from Goldie
Cloverleaf.
Goldie Cloverleaf says, "No more bets!" and gives the wheel a good spin. The
ball begins to smoothly spin around the wheel.
The ball starts to bounce around wildly on the wheel, giving you no idea where
it will stop.
The ball finally settles down on 00.
Goldie Cloverleaf exclaims to you, "We have a winner! You've won 9010 gold!" He
returns the stakes for your winning bets, and hands you your winnings.
QUOTE (Aloysha @ Jun 7 2010, 01:05 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Go-go gadget engagement!
I don't think there is anything more appropriate to propose to Aloysha with than a copy of the Collectivist Manifesto
I imagine that's like proposing to Ongaku with a giant mound of dirt.
Which, come to think of it, I wish Tyrad had done. :<
Which, come to think of it, I wish Tyrad had done. :<
QUOTE
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "O Feebus, my Feebus."
You giggle happily.
You say, "Why do you always have to say my name funny?"
Your eyes sparkle with amusement.
Arte glances askance.
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "How do -you- pronounce it?"
You say, "Phoebus!"
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "Like..."
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "Foe-bus?"
You shake your head.
You vigorously shake your head in adamant disagreement.
You say, "It is like Feebus yes? But is Phoebus, not Feebus."
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "Oh, good."
Arte inches bashfully over to you and nuzzles you tenderly.
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "It's easier to say it my way."
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "And cuter."
Arte shrieks about how adorable you are, smooshing your cheeks together in a
very aunt-like manner.
Childishly, you stick your tongue out at Arte.
You giggle happily.
You say, "People likes to say my name funny."
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "Well if I can call you Feebus
whenever I want, i.e. always."
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "You can fall me Farte once a
month."
You say, "I dun wanna do that!"
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "But it's great."
You shake your head.
You say, "Sylandra already says-- she mashes our names together to say
'Pharte' to refer to the both of us at the same time."
You cross your arms and sulk wildly.
You say, "I bop her on the head and tell her NO."
You exclaim, "But it just makes her do it more!"
You flap your arms madly.
Arte rolls on the floor, laughing.
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "Pharte."
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "I like it."
You exclaim, "Noooo!"
You tug urgently on Arte's sleeve.
You say, "Do not encourage!"
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "Pharte pharte pharte."
You stumble forward clumsily before throwing your hands up and screaming
"Noooooooo!" melodramatically.
You say, "This is incredible unfortunate."
You giggle happily.
You say, "Why do you always have to say my name funny?"
Your eyes sparkle with amusement.
Arte glances askance.
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "How do -you- pronounce it?"
You say, "Phoebus!"
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "Like..."
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "Foe-bus?"
You shake your head.
You vigorously shake your head in adamant disagreement.
You say, "It is like Feebus yes? But is Phoebus, not Feebus."
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "Oh, good."
Arte inches bashfully over to you and nuzzles you tenderly.
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "It's easier to say it my way."
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "And cuter."
Arte shrieks about how adorable you are, smooshing your cheeks together in a
very aunt-like manner.
Childishly, you stick your tongue out at Arte.
You giggle happily.
You say, "People likes to say my name funny."
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "Well if I can call you Feebus
whenever I want, i.e. always."
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "You can fall me Farte once a
month."
You say, "I dun wanna do that!"
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "But it's great."
You shake your head.
You say, "Sylandra already says-- she mashes our names together to say
'Pharte' to refer to the both of us at the same time."
You cross your arms and sulk wildly.
You say, "I bop her on the head and tell her NO."
You exclaim, "But it just makes her do it more!"
You flap your arms madly.
Arte rolls on the floor, laughing.
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "Pharte."
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "I like it."
You exclaim, "Noooo!"
You tug urgently on Arte's sleeve.
You say, "Do not encourage!"
Emeritus Arte Skyplume, Caller of Storms says, "Pharte pharte pharte."
You stumble forward clumsily before throwing your hands up and screaming
"Noooooooo!" melodramatically.
You say, "This is incredible unfortunate."
QUOTE (Kante @ Jun 7 2010, 07:23 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Warlord Esano Koicei, Scion of the Shattered Earth says, "I considered Rockholm, but all the gnats scurrying around my feet would have been distracted. And they distorted, too! How unkind of them. I'd need to walk out."
You tell Warlord Esano Koicei, Scion of the Shattered Earth, "Unkind, indeed."
You tell Warlord Esano Koicei, Scion of the Shattered Earth, "They haven't any consideration for others."
Esano tells you, "Why, I'm tempted to slaughter the dwarves just to make my unhappiness plain!"
I lol'd for some reason.
You tell Warlord Esano Koicei, Scion of the Shattered Earth, "Unkind, indeed."
You tell Warlord Esano Koicei, Scion of the Shattered Earth, "They haven't any consideration for others."
Esano tells you, "Why, I'm tempted to slaughter the dwarves just to make my unhappiness plain!"
I lol'd for some reason.
I always liked Esano.
Oh man, I got one too!Esano is propelled to the east upon a pogo stick.
(Geomancers): You say, "I think the funniest thing I ever seen was seein' the Warlord hoppin' around on a pogo stick."
(Geomancers): You say, "One of 'em, at least."
(Geomancers): Esano says, "It's a very useful item!"
(Geomancers): You say, "Oh, I know! I jus' think it's kinda funny. How scary can a guy on a pogo stick be?"
(Geomancers): Esano says, "Would you like to find out?"
(Geomancers): You say, "Nope!"
(Geomancers): Esano says, "I can arrange for a demonstration at very little effort ...."
(Geomancers): You say, "Haha, not meanin' any disrespect sir, a course!"
(Geomancers): You say, "I appreciate the offer though!"
(Geomancers): Vashner (from the Tainted Plane of Nil) says, "I imagine you haven't tried imaging Thoros or Daevos on a Pogo Stick."
(Geomancers): You say, "... bwahahahahahaha!"
(Geomancers): Vashner (from the Tainted Plane of Nil) says, "Slicing off heads as they land and lift off."
(Geomancers): You say, "Oh man, that's the best!"
(Geomancers): Esano says, "I believe Thoros, at least, does indeed own one."
(Geomancers): Vashner (from the Tainted Plane of Nil) says, "All Warlords should have one."
(Geomancers): Vashner (from the Tainted Plane of Nil) says, "Maybe we can try getting Ardrak to fashion an artifact for the Warlord's use."
(Geomancers): Esano says, "Sahmiam, at one point, wished for me to purchase surfboards for the Iron Council."
(Geomancers): You say, "Stupefy their enemies before guttin' 'em?"
(Geomancers): Vashner (from the Tainted Plane of Nil) says, "The Dominating Pogo Stick of Undeath."
The image of Ruiku falling into a pit on a pogo stick is priceless.
Moar quotes!
(*): Thalkros says, "I wonder if a magic damage rune would be worth it down the road."
(*): Feyrll says, "...ignore that."
(*): Thalkros says, "Mis."
(*): Thalkros says, "I wonder if a magic damage rune would be worth it down the road."
(*): Thalkros says, "..."
(*): Thalkros says, "The hell."
(*): You say, "Lol."
(*): Vliuun says, "THe clan loves you."
Phoebus puts a crying baby into the Matrix.
Whining, a crying baby wiggles out of the Matrix and onto the floor.
A baby crawls off to the northeast.
A crying baby passes through the glass sphere and begins to circle the Matrix's core as, bit by bit, it disintegrates.
You say, "You are the worst mother ever."
Phoebus glances askance.
--
Arte, I hope your children survive.
Whining, a crying baby wiggles out of the Matrix and onto the floor.
A baby crawls off to the northeast.
A crying baby passes through the glass sphere and begins to circle the Matrix's core as, bit by bit, it disintegrates.
You say, "You are the worst mother ever."
Phoebus glances askance.
--
Arte, I hope your children survive.
QUOTE (Sylandra @ Jun 8 2010, 01:41 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Phoebus puts a crying baby into the Matrix.
Whining, a crying baby wiggles out of the Matrix and onto the floor.
A baby crawls off to the northeast.
A crying baby passes through the glass sphere and begins to circle the Matrix's core as, bit by bit, it disintegrates.
You say, "You are the worst mother ever."
Phoebus glances askance.
--
Arte, I hope your children survive.
Whining, a crying baby wiggles out of the Matrix and onto the floor.
A baby crawls off to the northeast.
A crying baby passes through the glass sphere and begins to circle the Matrix's core as, bit by bit, it disintegrates.
You say, "You are the worst mother ever."
Phoebus glances askance.
--
Arte, I hope your children survive.
Well psssh it kept crying and trying to get away from me.
