Zalanthan-esque Quote of the Day

Started by Morrolan, April 15, 2013, 12:37:21 PM

The brawny, cleft-chinned man says, in sirihish:
     "Lefou, I'm afraid I've been thinking--"

Interrupting, the short, pudgy man says, in sirihish:
     "A dangerous pastime."

Nodding, the brawny, cleft-chinned man says, in sirihish:
     "I know."

Waxing philosophical, the beak-nosed, scrawny young man says, in sirihish:
     "It's a very rare person who is taken for what he truly is."


and

Fingers drumming on the arm of his chair, the haggard, grey-bearded templar says, in sirihish:
     "You are losing my interest, and that is very dangerous."


Quote from: Delirium on August 05, 2013, 01:11:41 PM
Fingers drumming on the arm of his chair, the haggard, grey-bearded templar says, in sirihish:
     "You are losing my interest, and that is very dangerous."


A templar based on King Haggard would be amazing.
Child, child, if you come to this doomed house, what is to save you?

A voice whispers, "Read the tales upon the walls."

That's all the freedom we can hope for - the freedom to choose our prison.

- L.M. Montgomery, The Blue Castle
I'm taking an indeterminate break from Armageddon for the foreseeable future and thereby am not available for mudsex.
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In law a man is guilty when he violates the rights of others. In ethics he is guilty if he only thinks of doing so.

You say to the the tall figure in a dark, hooded cloak in Sirishish with a hint of sarcasm:
     "When's the next Volcano shift scheduled for?"

Zalanthas - where men are men and volcanoes can fly!

The portly Fale nobleman tells the well-dressed Oashi noblewoman in Sirihish laughing throatily:
     "I bet the Tuluki's never considered the issue of global warming in such depth before now!"
The figure in a dark hooded cloak says in rinthi-accented Sirihish, 'Winrothol Tor Fale?'

Someone actually wished up because someone else actually mentioned global warming--in game--during the HRPT.  While it was wished up at an inopportune time (a bit too busy to deal with someone being grossly OOC while we were linking in new areas and killing PCs), we do know who did it and it is noted on that PC.  It's not really a Zalanthan-esque quote.  It's an example of poor self-control (like emoting about doing the "monster mash" during an RPT involving dancing).   Funny, sure...Zalanthan, no.

Thanks for reminding me to e-mail that player!
Quote from: LauraMars on December 15, 2016, 08:17:36 PMPaint on a mustache and be a dude for a day. Stuff some melons down my shirt, cinch up a corset and pass as a girl.

With appropriate roleplay of course.

Quote from: Delirium on July 20, 2013, 10:44:17 PM
The brawny, cleft-chinned man says, in sirihish:
     "Lefou, I'm afraid I've been thinking--"

Interrupting, the short, pudgy man says, in sirihish:
     "A dangerous pastime."

Nodding, the brawny, cleft-chinned man says, in sirihish:
     "I know."


I am so watching Beauty and the Beast tonight.
Life sucks, then you die.

Repetition teaches (even) a gurth.

At the time of test, an elf rises or falls.

Trusting an elf is like storing water in a sieve.

Have him for lunch before he makes dinner out of you.

The sands rarely blow as the caravan master wishes.

The funeral shroud has no pockets. (You take nothing with you when you die.)

In the desert, any water will do.


The figure in a dark hooded cloak says in rinthi-accented Sirihish, 'Winrothol Tor Fale?'

The male wearing a theatrical black and white mask exclaims to the slender young brunette, in sirihish:
     "What was done to me was monstrous!"

The slender young brunette says to the male wearing a theatrical black and white mask, in sirihish:
     "And they created a monster."

Speaking of Dune...

"My father once told me that respect for truth comes close to being the basis for all morality. 'Something cannot emerge from nothing,' he said. This is profound thinking if you understand how unstable 'the truth' can be."

The door to the north flies open.

The blue-robed templar arrives from the north.
The half-giant soldier has arrived from the north.
The half-giant soldier has arrived from the north.

The blue-robed templar asks, in sirihish:
     "Which one of you is Edmond Deuring?"

You say in sirihish:
     "I am."

The blue-robed templar says in sirihish:
     "You are under arrest."

The blue-robed templar points at you, gesturing for nearby soldiers.
You are now wanted!

In horror, you ask in sirihish:
     "On what charges?!"

The half-giant soldier subdues you, despite your attempts to struggle away.

The blue-robed templar says in sirihish:
     "That information is privileged."

You struggle in vain against the half-giant soldier.

You exclaim in sirihish:
     "I demand an explanation! I demand an explanation!"

"That's their game, their rules. I'm not going to fight them: I'm going to fuck them. That's what I know, that's what I am, and only by admitting what we are can we get what we want. "
--Some tricksy noble (Petyr Baelish)
She wasn't doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together. --J.D. Salinger

"Your boss is looking a little green around his gullet."
"He just ain't used to seeing a man ripped apart by ropes, is all."
"But you ARE used to it?"
"I'm just a little more used to Allanak than he is."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZS6_vv43Ac

Best death scene of all time,
Now you're looking for the secret. But you won't find it because of course, you're not really looking. You don't really want to work it out. You want to be fooled.

Quote from: Jingo on August 12, 2013, 02:28:01 AM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZS6_vv43Ac

Best death scene of all time,

But he didn't let him finish emoting!  :D
Quote from: Wug on August 28, 2013, 05:59:06 AM
Vennant doesn't appear to age because he serves drinks at the speed of light. Now you know why there's no delay on the buy code in the Gaj.


QuoteA female voice says, in sirihish:
     "] yer a wizard, oashi"

The burly, bearded man says, in sirihish:
     "Rhaegar fought valiantly, Rhaegar fought nobly, Rhaegar fought honorably. And Rhaegar died."

The thin, pale nobleman says, in sirihish:
     "I prefer my history dead. Dead history is writ in ink, the living sort in blood."

The angular, cold-eyed templar says, in sirihish:
     "No man is free. Only children and fools think elsewise."

The scarred, dwarfish young man says, in sirihish:
     "Give me sweet lies, and keep your bitter truths."

"You're exactly as big as I let you be and no bigger, and don't forget it, ever."
"No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream." - Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House

"You could not even guess at the things that I have done. Awful, evil, obscene. The telling of them alone could make you puke...they nag at me from time to time, but I tell myself I had good reasons. The years pass, the unimaginable becomes everyday, the hideous becomes tedious, the unbearable becomes routine. I push it all into the dark corners of my mind. And it's incredible; the room back there. Amazing. What one can live with."
- Inquisitor Glokta, Before They Are Hanged

At your table the strong, brawny man says in sirihish:

"Life's a bitch"

At the scarred bar of agafari wood you say in sirihish:

"Life isn't a bitch, she's a beautiful woman. You just call her a bitch because she doesn't let you get any pussy"
I remember recruiting this Half elf girl. And IMMEDIATELY taking her out on a contract. Right as we go into this gith hole I tell her "Remember your training, and you'll be fine." and she goes "I have no training." Then she died

Somewhere in Tuluk...

After an experimental bite of his small orange fruit, the dark, hook-nosed man says, in sirihish:
     "Tart."

The slender, silver-haired young woman asks the dark, hook-nosed man, in sirihish:
     "Would my lord prefer something sweeter?"

Shaking his head, the dark, hook-nosed man says to the slender, silver-haired young woman, in sirihish:
     "Sweetness cloys. Tart fruit and tart women give life its savor."

The dark, hook-nosed man pauses to take another bite of his small orange fruit.

Smoothly, the dark, hook-nosed man says to the slender, silver-haired young woman, in sirihish:
     "Daenerys, my sweet queen, I cannot tell you what pleasure it gives me to bask once more in your presence."

And in Allanak:

Looking over a midden heap, the dolorous, grey-haired man says, in sirihish:
     "I grew up in a place like this. Then we fell on hard times."

"Aw, the bahamet got away."
"Like fucking Drov it did. WE are going to follow it and kill it."
"What if it goes really far?"
"WE ARE GOING TO FOLLOW IT AND KILL IT!"
~Cavemen circa 2.6m years ago

The story of how Allanak rose to power through sheer stubbornness alone.

QuoteA female voice says, in sirihish:
     "] yer a wizard, oashi"

Affecting a humble look, the angular, blond-haired man says, in sirihish:
     "I don't like to brag..."

Suddenly, the angular, blond-haired man laughs.

The angular, blond-haired man exclaims, in sirihish:
     "Who am I kidding, I -love- to brag!"


and

Lifting his eyebrows, the angular, blond-haired man says, in sirihish:
     "And I'm just supposed to help you out of the evilness of my heart?"

Quote from: Delirium on September 05, 2013, 06:43:17 PM
Affecting a humble look, the angular, blond-haired man says, in sirihish:
     "I don't like to brag..."

Suddenly, the angular, blond-haired man laughs.

The angular, blond-haired man exclaims, in sirihish:
     "Who am I kidding, I -love- to brag!"


and

Lifting his eyebrows, the angular, blond-haired man says, in sirihish:
     "And I'm just supposed to help you out of the evilness of my heart?"



So many good ones from him.

I light of recent events:

The angular, blond-haired man says, in sirihish:
"You won. All right? You came in and you killed them and you took their land. That's what conquering nations do. It's what Tektolnes did, and he's not going around saying, 'I came, I conquered, I felt really bad about it.' The history of the world isn't people making friends. You had better weapons, and you massacred them. End of story."

For all you sneakies:

The angular, blond-haired man says, in sirihish:
"I wasn't lurking. I was standing about. It's a whole different vibe."

Who says Allanakis can't be poets?:

The angular, blond-haired man says, in sirihish:
"Why don't you rip her lungs out? It might make an impression."

The square-jawed, brown-haired man says, in sirihish:
"Lacks... poetry."

The angular, blond-haired man says, in sirihish:
"It doesn't have to, what rhymes with lungs?"

man
/mæn/

-noun

1.   A biped, ungrateful.