Archmage Phoebus Windwhisper, Shaper of Systems says, "I motion that all caste overseers are always
obscured by shadow, and are equipped with strokable moustaches."

Primus Onenmaru Shevat says, "I motion that I look terrible with a moustache."

You say, "Shall we give them cats, as well? Gods know Celest has enough to spare."

Archmage Phoebus Windwhisper, Shaper of Systems says, "That's fine, Primus. You will be obscured by
shadow."

You nod your head in agreement.

Archmage Phoebus Windwhisper, Shaper of Systems says, "We're not really permitted to tamper with
their cats."

We're really getting srs bzns done in our meetings, I swear :S

I tamper with their cats all the time anyways. I love dual-wielding cats.

EDIT: I wonder if you can jab with cats. *clapclap* ADMINS, CODE THIS NYA-OW!

Akas Xena McCloud, Mistress of Harmony has just replaced King Nydekion La'Saet as Princess of Celest.

That makes it sounds like Nydekion was titled Princess. xD!

(Salubrious Whispers): Eventru says, "Perhaps a line of celestian children's books, "Where's Neos?".
Try to spot Neos in a crowded village! Try to spot Neos in New Celest! Try to spot Neos in Raziela's
gardens!"

(Salubrious Whispers): Eventru says, "The true trick will be that Neos isn't in any of them. Poor
children."

Always trolling me :(

(Salubrious Whispers): Eventru says, "Perhaps a line of celestian children's books, "Where's Neos?".
Try to spot Neos in a crowded village! Try to spot Neos in New Celest! Try to spot Neos in the mantle room!"

Fixed.

Daedalion drafts you into Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!, and you step into
formation behind your new commandant.

Skye pointed this out:

HELP SCAMS

Things you can do to keep your credits, gold, and possessions safe
------------------------------------------------------------------
- Check every single detail in a credit transfer offer.
Now check them again. Then again.

(Hammer, the Scammer) offers to sell you 1 credits for 35000 gold.
Type AGREE if you wish to accept this offer.

Once you AGREE, it is all over. We will not intervene to help you.
Your gold is gone. Too late.

That's only one kind of scam. Be careful out there.

- Make absolutely certain when you loan something out that you will
be getting it back. Because if the person doesn't return it, it
IS NOT THEFT. It's bad. It's not nice. It's a scam maybe. But it's
not theft.

Credits currently available for purchase:
39 credits at 35000 gold per credit.
5 credits at 37500 gold per credit.
20 credits at 40000 gold per credit.
5 credits at 65000 gold per credit.
Total credits for sale: 69 shown (69 total) (Average sale price: 25788)
Use CREDITS BUY AT to purchase.

-

This means that the credit market is officially a scam now.

Xenthos:

Skye pointed this out:

HELP SCAMS

Things you can do to keep your credits, gold, and possessions safe
------------------------------------------------------------------
- Check every single detail in a credit transfer offer.
Now check them again. Then again.

(Hammer, the Scammer) offers to sell you 1 credits for 35000 gold.
Type AGREE if you wish to accept this offer.

Once you AGREE, it is all over. We will not intervene to help you.
Your gold is gone. Too late.

That's only one kind of scam. Be careful out there.

- Make absolutely certain when you loan something out that you will
be getting it back. Because if the person doesn't return it, it
IS NOT THEFT. It's bad. It's not nice. It's a scam maybe. But it's
not theft.

Credits currently available for purchase:
39 credits at 35000 gold per credit.
5 credits at 37500 gold per credit.
20 credits at 40000 gold per credit.
5 credits at 65000 gold per credit.
Total credits for sale: 69 shown (69 total) (Average sale price: 25788)
Use CREDITS BUY AT to purchase.

-

This means that the credit market is officially a scam now.

It'll crash after the artifact sale ends, then I will buy a ton of credits until the next promotion, then sell them at the new higher inflated rate and break the 100 million gold barrier I have yet to break in IRE. Getting close to it now.... only need 40 more million to go! :-p (No I do not carry it all on me.)

(COLOUR WAR): Viynain says, "Feed me rainbow pieces."
(COLOUR WAR): Viynain says, "*hope*."
(COLOUR WAR): Shuyin says, "*dibs*."
(COLOUR WAR): Viynain says, "Gtfo."
(COLOUR WAR): Viynain says, "I actually contribute to the whole of the world."
(COLOUR WAR): Viynain says, "<--gets first dibs."
(COLOUR WAR): Shuyin says, "I saved the world."
(COLOUR WAR): Viynain says, "So did I, bam."
(COLOUR WAR): Shuyin says, "I did it first."
(COLOUR WAR): Viynain says, "I did it after you AND made my wiki."
(COLOUR WAR): Viynain says, "<--wins."

A pinpoint of brilliant light forms in the air then expands in a flare of ivory and gold into
the glorious form of Eventru, Crown of the Exalted.

Turnus blinks.

Eventru peers about Himself unscrupulously.

Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Oh look, you don't see me."

Eventru scowls miserably.

Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "You all need to lay off the okorushi and weed."

Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Hallucinating me?"

Opening your mouth wide, you gape in wonder.

"Tsk, tsk," Eventru says as He waggles a finger and scolds the world.

Glittering Gallery of Broken Curios.
High Chief Turnus Mzithrei stands nearby, surrounded by a red-flecked aura of barely-suppressed
violence. He wields a dull iron katana with both hands. Templar Undermarshal Tandrin waits here,
skeins of resinous smoke curling languidly about his figure in flickering, coppery tongues of
light and shadow. He wields a waning crescent moon katana with both hands. Eventru, Crown of the
Exalted is here, surrounded by a radiant halo of golden and ivory light. He wields a glowing
powerstone in His left hand and a brilliant gold athame in His right. You see a sign here
instructing you that WARES is the command to see what is for sale.
You see a single exit leading up.

You curtsey gracefully before Eventru.

Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Thank Dynara We are clothed."

Eventru peers at Turnus unscrupulously.

Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Oh look. Your high is wearing off."

(Market): Shuyin says, "Seeking rainbow end and core."

(Market): Cauthorn says, "Seeking the rainbow connection."


I lol'd in spite of myself. *shame*

EDIT: My favourite part of the new curios:


Scrolls of parchment flare up to enfold Akyaevin's body like armour, inky calligraphy flowing across
the paper to inscribe him with cryptic prophecy. In mere moments, the vellum collapses on itself in
a spectacle of flames and ash.
Akyaevin suddenly twitches, the air about him crackling as blue sparks zip across his skin before
sputtering out.
Akyaevin shudders as strange shadows bloom under his skin. Toothed cogs interlink in strange, occult
patterns over his figure, and an ominous tolling fills the air.
Akyaevin blinks and gazes outwards, his eyes filled with an unsettling, dead stare. An unnerving
feeling of being watched settles over you as red veins began to creep through the blankly staring
orbs.
Akyaevin's lips split in a broad, unnerving grin, exposing an unusual number of stunningly white
teeth. Suddenly, with a flickering of many pallid, bone-hued eyelids, his eyes begin to glow with an
unnervingly crimson hue.
Light spreads across Akyaevin's back in numerous colours and hues, enfolding him like butterfly
wings.

Soon I will be spammy like this. Bwahaha.

Ytran:

(Market): Shuyin says, "Seeking rainbow end and core."

(Market): Cauthorn says, "Seeking the rainbow connection."


I lol'd in spite of myself. *shame*

EDIT: My favourite part of the new curios:


Soon I will be spammy like this. Bwahaha.

Now even bigger:


Scrolls of parchment flare up to enfold your body like armour, inky calligraphy flowing across the paper to inscribe you with cryptic prophecy. In mere moments, the vellum collapses on itself in a spectacle of flames and ash.
You suddenly twitch, the air about you crackling as blue sparks zip across your skin before sputtering out.
Black ink bubbles up about you, moving of its own accord to trace complex patterns in an intricate circular seal about you. A scant moment later, they recede, leaving no trace of their passing.
You suddenly notice that the oil from a gear has gotten all over your hands, and pause to examine the residue with distaste.
Your skin blooms with shadows of strange machinery. The world fades into blueprints of ominous red lines and black traceries of equations, and as a slow grinding fills your ears, a bell begins to toll.
You pause suddenly, a bloodlust filling your mind, as you think of glorious battle.
A still blankness fills you, and your eyes seem to pulse red. Your vision slowly fades till all is the same disturbing carmine hue.
Your lips spread in a broad grin as you begin to contemplate the lovely paradigms of death and the bones in the bodies of the people around you. Briefly, everything goes red as you contemplate the rending of flesh from bone and bone from bone.
Light spreads across your back in numerous colours and hues, enfolding you like butterfly wings.

(Clan Chowder): Ssaliss says, "I wonder what the next Astro pieces will be. Sun is a given, I assume,
but I wonder what the fourth will be."

(Clan Chowder): You say, "Space....ship?"

(Clan Chowder): Svorai says, "Asteroid?"

(Clan Chowder): Ssaliss says, "Ooh, perhaps."

(Clan Chowder): You say, "Karribidean."

(Clan Chowder): Svorai says, "A vortex."

(Clan Chowder): You say, "Estarra."

(Clan Chowder): Ssaliss says, "Heh."

(Clan Chowder): Ssaliss says, "Because She's got a "heavenly body", amirite? :P."

(Clan Chowder): Svorai says, "Something like that."

Shally was last seen burbling about 'Going to see Big Mama', only to have, allegedly, later killed $HIMself in a hallucinogenic high.

thisismydisplayname:

Shally was last seen burbling about 'Going to see Big Mama', only to have, allegedly, later killed $HIMself in a hallucinogenic high.

I died that way before it was cool.

Unless you're quoting a weird pronoun targeting error, if so carry on. >.=.>

Loudly, Junior Fellow Kikaha, M.TS says, "He means you shouldn't ovulate!"
-
You say, "if you need me, I'll be drinking."
-
>rift drain tequila to bucket

There's a wight in the Aetherplex....


Speaking in a low growl, High Chief Turnus Mzithrei says, "Ugly thing. Am I wight?"

You squint suspiciously at Turnus.

Speaking in a low growl, High Chief Turnus Mzithrei says, "Two wrongs don't make a wight."

Anita:

There's a wight in the Aetherplex....


Speaking in a low growl, High Chief Turnus Mzithrei says, "Ugly thing. Am I wight?"

You squint suspiciously at Turnus.

Speaking in a low growl, High Chief Turnus Mzithrei says, "Two wrongs don't make a wight."

Nope. You need three.

Anita:

There's a wight in the Aetherplex....


Speaking in a low growl, High Chief Turnus Mzithrei says, "Ugly thing. Am I wight?"

You squint suspiciously at Turnus.

Speaking in a low growl, High Chief Turnus Mzithrei says, "Two wrongs don't make a wight."

Oh no! My secret shameful puns have been immortalized and revealed to the world.

Marshal Svana Dawneye, Whisperer of Ebon Things whispers, "Everybody likes a little head."

Context totally not needed.