Anita:

(*): Sivas says, "I was alone dood."
(*): Rivius says, "Well, when I came you were!"

That's what she said...

D:

These aren't tits! This is just a VHS copy of Hudson Hawk and some corn in a frisbee! That's wholesale deception!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9O6EeEkkvrk

Arix:

These aren't tits! This is just a VHS copy of Hudson Hawk and some corn in a frisbee! That's wholesale deception!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9O6EeEkkvrk

Close enough. Thanks!

(Demitrain): Xenthos says, "I only accept personalized turn-ons."

Context: Aetherbash siphoning. <_<

Tacita:

(Demitrain): Xenthos says, "I only accept personalized turn-ons."

"Oh , I'd love to your , behind the ."

Tipua, the Dread Bull snuffles softly at you.

You reach over to Tipua, the Dread Bull and itch his back.

Tipua, the Dread Bull squirms uncomfortably.

Cooing, you say, "Who's a pretty bull. You are, yes you are."

You reach over to Tipua, the Dread Bull and itch his back.

Tipua, the Dread Bull starts to kick his rear left leg repeatedly.

You raise your hand to your mouth and titter girlishly.

Svana glances askance at Tipua, the Dread Bull.

Tipua, the Dread Bull shrugs helplessly at Svana.

Decidedly adorable.

(clan): You say, "How is babby formed."

(clan): Aldani says, "Well, when a gay bird and an asexual piece of rock decide that it is logically favourable to add life to their family, they find some novice and adopt it."

While shard hunting in Snow Valley, I stopped and talked to Lauk:












You say, "Is yodelling common here?"

Lauk, the taurian leader says, "That infernal racket echoes constantly through the valley. The igasho hide up in their mountain caves yodelling to each other and causing the mountains to crash down into the valley."

Phoebus:

(clan): You say, "How is babby formed."

(clan): Aldani says, "Well, when a gay bird and an asexual piece of rock decide that it is logically favourable to add life to their family, they find some novice and adopt it."

Holla to your gay birds.

(*): Donovain says, "Hey I just met you and this is crazy...but I need my orgbix...so kill mutts maybe?"

Pure win <3

Anita:

(*): Rivius says, "Which manse is it?"
(*): Sivas (from the Aetherways) says, "Kagatos."
(Market): Sivas says, "One more for ffa."
(*): You say, "What are you doing in his manse?"
(*): Rivius (from the Aetherways) says, "Ok. Beam."
(*): Sivas (from the Aetherways) says, "I was looking for a way into celest."
(*): Rivius (from the Aetherways) says, "...Why are you in his bedroom."
(*): You say, "..."
(*): Sivas (from the Aetherways) says, "The door locked on me."
(*): Rivius (from the Aetherways) says, "Sivas, is there something you want to tell us about...?"
(*): You say, "But you don't need to explore to exit to Celest."
(*): Sivas says, "I accidently moved north. :(."
(*): Rivius says, "You sure nothing funny happened? -eye-."
(*): Sivas says, "I was alone dood."
(*): Rivius says, "Well, when I came you were!"

*facepalm* How many times do I have to tell you, it's better to get yourself locked in when I'm IN the room, not OUT of it! *shifty look*
Besides, you ain't gonna find my secret collection of sketches of Isune in there...

I found the latest changelog saying that FWHO is now a safe word quite humorous. That is all.

You give a whimsically wrapped device to Fenelle Feyranti.
Lips twisting into a grin, Fenelle Feyranti exclaims, "How silly, I don't need this!"
Fenelle Feyranti hands you back a whimsically wrapped device, giggling.

Brightly wrapped to delight a child's eyes, this bulky device has been tied up neatly in silks and bows to entertain and mystify its recipient. Faint ticking sounds resound from beneath the colourful exterior, playfully hinting at the present's contents. The texture of the wrapping is strangely damp, as if steamed. Attached, a tag reads, "Addressed to Miss Fenelle Feyranti."
It weighs about 10 pounds.

You drop a whimsically wrapped device.

Within a sensible kitchen.
Small and simplistic, this kitchen boasts a fine wood and coal burning stove burnished in nickel plating. Shelved blackwood cabinets stand at the back wall beside two slabs of stone that have been fashioned into basic countertops. Iron pots dangle from the walls on hooks alongside wooden spoons, neither sporting any ornamentation. A bright oil lamp illuminates the small space, situated just above a plain marble sink. The intoxicating aroma of spices and herbs lies thick on the air, mingling with the distinct scent of residual ash. Gazing about her with rapt interest, Fenelle Feyranti wanders about here. Fidgeting nervously, a viscanti servant garbed in crimson busies himself here. A brightly wrapped device sits here on the ground.
You see exits leading east, south, and west.
You say to Fenelle Feyranti, "Oh! Look! There's a package with your name laying on the floor! I wonder who could possibly have left it there?"
Fenelle Feyranti squints suspiciously at her surroundings.
Fenelle Feyranti says, "But it surely could be anything! I feel far too tense, what with all this intrigue and a'plotting, to open a suspicious package."
Fenelle Feyranti gives a whimsically wrapped device the once-over, eyeing it suspiciously.
You say to Fenelle Feyranti, "Ah, but it has your name upon it, and clearly it is something meant to brighten your day."
Fenelle Feyranti exclaims, "Or kill me!"
You say to Fenelle Feyranti, "It is, perhaps, a brand-new toy for you!"
Fenelle Feyranti fans herself with her hand, trying to keep cool.
Fenelle Feyranti says, "Are you trying to kill me??"
You say to Fenelle Feyranti, "Why would anyone want to kill you? You are far too charming and clearly superior to any of these others."
You say to Fenelle Feyranti, "This estate is surely yours, as is this package."
You say to Fenelle Feyranti, "Claim your destiny, and your prize!"
Fenelle Feyranti ponders the situation.
Fenelle Feyranti says, "Well, you make valid points."
You smile softly.
Fenelle Feyranti ponders the situation.
Fenelle Feyranti reaches out and bends over, lightly touching her ear to the side of the device, a frown crinkling her forehead as she listens.
You say, "You don't want to spoil the surprise, do you?"
Fenelle Feyranti makes a short, vexed sound.
Your eyes sparkle with amusement.
Fenelle Feyranti says, "It is ever so tempting. Very well, I shall accept this gift with good graces."

You scoop up a whimsically wrapped device.
You say, "You will not be disappointed."

You give a whimsically wrapped device to Fenelle Feyranti.
Fenelle Feyranti says, "Ooh! I do so ever enjoy gifts."
Fenelle Feyranti pokes and prods at the device until it glows with a sudden light. Blinking and stumbling, Fenelle waves it around and runs in a sudden panic, the contraption's true purpose becoming clearer and clearer.
You see Fenelle Feyranti yell, "What is this trickery? This is no fun at all--!"
There's a tremor as the device in Fenelle's hands explodes. Her whole body is wreathed in flames, and shrieking, she stumbles out the door only to collapse, dead, on the ground. The Feyranti insignia sparkles on her dead hand, ripe for the taking.

:| You evil bastard.

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Citizen Rank Position CT
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Kialkarkea Serf On
Kiradawea Marquessa City Aide On
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Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

I anticipate much confusion out of this. *sagenod*

(clan): Morkarion says, "*Ding dong* "Hi we'd like to talk to you today about the Lord Zvoltus Christ..""

(clan): You say, "Haha."

(clan): Morkarion says, "You're becoming Lusternia's version of the Jehovahs Witnesses Pheebs."

(clan): Morkarion says, "Clearly you're lacking something. You know what you're lacking?"

(clan): You say, "What am I lacking."

(clan): Morkarion says, "The explanatory leaflet. It explains things!"

(clan): Morkarion says, "Then when you ask them and they're all confused, you hand them the leaflet!"

(clan): You say, "I could hold it in one hand and proselytize at the Aetherplex."

(clan): You say, "HAVE YOU YET CONSIDERED YOUR PLACE IN HIS DESIGN?"

(Peasantface): Xenthos (from Celestia, Plane of Light) says, "Who did you score?"
(Peasantface): Skye says, "Seraphina."

Oh my...