In ode to the thread I started about funny sayings.
What are the funny things you have been part of?
It can be in the form of a sentance or two or even logs if you want either way I want laffs to be had for all.
I was on a Byn patrol and we were out somewhere doing something (I think we were in the tablelands or something??) and I passed out.
At the keyboard.
So there I am, mounted, and passed the FUCK out.
I woke up at the compound about an hour later like OH SHIT I FELL ASLEEP WHE-oh. i'm okay.
That was my funniest ever.
I was trying to 'give blue man' to a guy and ended up taking off my skirt and handing it to him.
Heh. Byn times. When I was a noob (still kind of am, but not as newbish as before, at least) joining the Byn, the Sergeant then had asked my PC what sparring weapons she wanted.
I asked for a bow. Still embarrassed about it.
Yeah, that's all I've got on top of my head.
Ah Byn moments... God there are some of the funniest things. My first bynner was a fair while ago and like every single one of my ancenstral bynner... I fell off the shield wall. Managed to half survive and died. Sat there laughing as I managed to survive what several others didnt. Cant even remember if I remembered to emote twitching afterwards but I totally should have.
On patrol, doing tryhard emotes about being a badass with keen eyes.
"I see nothing nearby."
IMMEDIATELY followed by 'someone attacks you.'
Yeah that shit sucks. Especially if you roll low agi/have shit armor and get pwned by it in the face or neck.
give head templar
also
emote pees across the room at ~elf
When I was a PC Red Fang I party-crashed a tribal party with a fellow tribe-made. We were upset that the Red Fangs hadn't been invited. So as my friend kept the various tribals occupied - I nabbed their bag of snacks and we ran off.
Take that, other tribals.
Remembering old stories...
Once Hawk (Hawksmear) and Dream (Wet Dream) two very talented melee characters were out hunting the grasslands laughing about how weak northern animals were. Then a bored staffer takes an interest in us.
A stilt lizard showed up and beat us each within an inch of our lives, kicked, disarmed, all sorts of ridiculousness... lept on one of us and clawed us to bits and ran off.
As we stumbled around bleeding, both with like 10-20hp hunting this demon lizard, it would randomly show up.
a stilt lizard arrives from the west
a stlit lizard looks at you
a stilt lizard seems to smile
a stilt lizard runs north
Hawk and Dream surrendered before agreeing to never tell a soul.
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Watched a bynner run off the shield wall.
Response: Say (sadly) Classic Bynner.
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Watched a crazed man named Vash skin 70+ buzzards in one room with a single glorious macro.
Also watched Vash do bad things to a dismembered head. RIP Lizzie.
Also watched Vash do a barrel roll while shooting fireballs, I think there was some air force jargon shouted at one point.
Proceeded to be uncomfortable around Vash, everyone thought the crazy shit he said was a joke, ya'll were crazy for realizing that asshole wasn't joking.
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Killed someone with the emote: The pitter patter of tiny feet can be heard as @ comes running out from beneath the table full tilt towards you!
Backstab
Man I miss that midget.
Go figure, he died via backstab.
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Witnessed the dwarf with the bulbous templar and the locking of the odd urges thread afterwards. :D
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Late one night played kruth at a table with magickal people and magickal beings, staff commented with 'oh what the hell guys, really?'
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Before they were removed, once mudsexxed in this fashion.
em kanks
em kanks
em kanks
em kanks
eat sandwich
eat sandwich
sleep
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have mudsexxed using ONLY terms from http://www.fiftyshadesgenerator.com/ (Seriously NSFW)
Expert level mudsex, attempt at your own risk.
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My sig.
I'll think of some more, I'm tired.
A stump, after being rescued by my sharp from an enraged ankheg:
"I thought I was going to die down there, I had told you to run and not look back, you disobeyed orders, but I have to say, thanks, I owe ya, big time."
My sharp, in response:
"It makes perfect sense if you think about it, I wanted to steal a fat little stump from an ankheg. Don't take it so personal."
Laughter and awkward bonding scene follow.
When my current PC dies I will add a story to this thread!
Also...pick any time my Byn sarge spent with Albie the half-giant. That guy could get me laughing so hard I couldn't type.
My sergeant used to seek refuge on top of the gate to the Nakki Byn compound, where only a few people knew to look for him. This was back when you could hire as many Bynners as you wanted, think we had about 20 active...we were recruiting two or three a day and killing them off just as fast. Fun times...but harrying! Some days Sarge just needed some quiet time. Anyway, he was sitting there with a few others, telling about how during his runner days, he'd sneaked up atop the Tuluki gate to piss through the murder hole on the guards and then run off. Well, Albie, being a half-giant, of course gets up and does it! Knocking guards over down there while a sergeant is sitting there watching in shock.
I sparred someone, we were just using fists, with a sword once that I had etwo'd from like three hours prior.
Oh god I panicked.
I was rat hunting in the sewers with a half giant once, with tainted blades in hand. We decided to have some fun with the shit objects down there, and the half giant picked up one of the hardened turds and tossed it at me, using the throw command, which initiated combat, which caused me to taint the shit out of her, and of course she didn't have tablets, or I think I forgot which taint was on the blades, we were all very confused, and she just fell asleep in the shit. She also beat the shit out of me, which I roleplayed as getting punched down a tunnel of shit.
I was once asked by a Lord Oash to retrieve a child's head from the rinth. I didn't know about wish or the behead command, so I just killed an urchin (which, it turns out, took forever) and grabbed the corpse and walked back to the Oash estate in the Commons with it. I bumped into Lady Templar and her main aide on the way there. She asked why I had a dead urchin in my hand. I told her the truth. She waved me on. Lord Oash fired me when I dumped the urchin in his meeting room.
I was hired by Salarr, and the first thing I did was steal the cook's cooking pot, which worked, then tried to plant it back on her after my boss got suspicious, which failed. All seemed just fine until we tried to go hunting, and as soon as I left the Salarri compound gates everyone started shouting about a criminal! Awkward.
Good times.
Walking in to the Red's Retreat, see there's a bunch of Merchants and tressy-tresses at the bar.
>look bar
On a large wooden bar
The Hoity-toity Merchant
A Templar's' squeeze
The tressy-tressed sexgod
A severed human arm
say (finger pointing as #Me stalks towards the bar) WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!
>get arm bar [waving it around at those seated at the bar]
say (incredulous) WHAT IS THIS?!
Queue round of surprised blinking and fumbled explanations from all around. Turns out they'd been doing shots over this thing for hours.
Always >look bar, people.
Quote from: BadSkeelz on December 31, 2015, 01:20:26 PM
Walking in to the Red's Retreat, see there's a bunch of Merchants and tressy-tresses at the bar.
>look bar
On a large wooden bar
The Hoity-toity Merchant
A Templar's' squeeze
The tressy-tressed sexgod
A severed human arm
say (finger pointing as #Me stalks towards the bar) WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!
>get arm bar [waving it around at those seated at the bar]
say (incredulous) WHAT IS THIS?!
Queue round of surprised blinking and fumbled explanations from all around. Turns out they'd been doing shots over this thing for hours.
Always >look bar, people.
That's some, handy advice. The realization was likely a bit disarming.
I've had a few moments where I laughed myself into tears, and one or two where I called Zoltan in and he started cracking up as well.
Unfortunately, I don't remember what any of them are.
I really showed my ass once. That stands out to me as the weirdest thing. In-game, heh.
I might be able to talk about it in a year.
Quote from: valeria on December 31, 2015, 02:04:11 PM
Unfortunately, I don't remember what any of them are.
I feel ya.
I distinctly remember laughing hysterically at the computer, but the passage of time and absence of logs leaves everything a little fuzzy. My current character has moments I'd like to share, but... alas.
I guess the silly shit on my Bynner/independent mercenary/His Arm private/deserter (which was basically my first character and dumb as a brick) is the extent for now - trying to fuck elves 'cause I wasn't sure if they were hot or not yet, downing skellebain with dwarves and proceeding to rock the tavern scene, competitions in the Byn where people casually shrugged off assistance and walked away with 5 hp (me being one of them). Good times. Sometimes I regret storing him.
My favorite scenes usually revolve around dwarves. The dwarf that used to throw darts at everybody, the dwarf that wouldn't bow to nobles and templars 'cause he didn't bow, the dwarf and the human mudsex. Whew.
Quote from: Majikal on December 31, 2015, 09:40:11 AM
Proceeded to be uncomfortable around Vash, everyone thought the crazy shit he said was a joke, ya'll were crazy for realizing that asshole wasn't joking.
You're spot on - he wasn't joking.
A few of my fav moments (all Vash related cause I can't remember most of my other chars):
The look on a couple newish Salarr hunters' faces when they came in to see Vash (who had been gone for six+ in game years) taking on and killing a carru naked with a stone blade.
Vash, drunk, walking out of the Sun King's Sanctuary, naked except for a mask or something and shaking his penis at a Jihaen. Arrested.
Using his trident to spin around in a braxat's shell in the T-lands and yelling out, "Vash in a half-shell, braxat power!!!"
Vash was a whore before Salarr. He took an evening to teach his entire crew how to properly skull fuck - using a severed head. Oh, that was after he used it to forcibly give head to his drugged up, knocked out commanding officer - again in front of the crew.
Vash skullfucking a variety of severed heads from various races and animals.
Vash getting burned from the inside out by a Krathi, thinking he could learn the power of flame that way. He looked like Deadpool afterward.
Every single damn scene with Majikal, XD, Fathi, Delirium, OHST, and manonfire was brutally disgusting magic.
I had an OOC meltdown as a young teen in front of my entire Byn unit with my newbie ranger about being pissed off about never being able to skin a scrab even though I was a ranger.
Like fifteen years ago me and my buddies who were new to the game all rolled up assassins together to be "the badass assassin crew". Yeah, this went well. I recall us all standing in Thexi's talking about how we were going to be this badass assassin crew and Thexi coming alive and saying something like, "You are assassins? Guards! Guards!", my buddies spam ran, I stayed just long enough to point at Thexi and say something stupid like, "If you tell anyone, we will get you next!!!".......This crew died when each of us masterfully plotted against each other like two days later and killed each other one by one for our newbie coins....I forget who was the victor but they probably died to a scrab a day later.
I once tried to codedly hit Halaster's avatar in game when he came down floating on a cloud or something like that to rebuke my buddies and I for doing something stupid and completely OOC that I can't really recall. I think it gave me a message about swatting at the air in front of me or something. He smited me on the spot.
I wrote up a ranger once who's mother was a secret vivaduan. I then went on to roleplay this somehow gave me semi-vivaduan powers. I have no idea how this got through the app process. It HAD to have been just overlooked. I was never important enough for staff to ever watch me either. Well, one time someone I was with got hurt badly. My bandage skill was actually pretty good and they were knocked out. I then bandaged them but did an emote about healing them with glowing blue light from my hand. Nobody had ever stopped me from roleplaying my little vivaduan cantrips alone by myself before, so I thought this was fine. To my knowledge staff never did notice this either for the entire life of the PC.
I wrote up a PC called Tyrone Beggums who was written after Dave Chapelle's character Tyrone Biggums. I can't believe this got approved. I will say that I managed to score a spice dealer in Allanak in less than three hours played. I played him for about two days before his kleptomania got him killed in the streets.
I once hired a homeless starving girl in game to "eat my sausage", for the singular purpose of paying her to do it in sausage...I was laughing so hard the entire time and making it as weird as possible with every intention of logging it...only to get finished and realize I hadn't setup logging correctly. I regret failing to log this correctly to this day.
I peed on someone in game once after knocking them out and robbing them only to have staff come down to talk to me about it a few minutes later. Apparently they thought this was a sexual thing...I was like, "Nope, I did it just because my character thought it was hilarious...I'm not into the peepee.", they were completely cool with it after that.
I once had a Kadian family member bet me I couldn't find a whore that would let me strap a war saddle to them and ride them around The Gaj while spanking them with a bag full of gith skulls.....I won five hundred coins.
I got kicked out of a noble House by a noble for sleeping naked on a hammock on the family estate's front porch more than a handful of times....to be fair, they gave me several warnings about it first.
I beat someone up in game once and told everyone I did it because that person insulted my character. In reality, I did it because his gay lover hired me to do it...the reason this is funny is because apparently the gay lover was incredibly angry that his boyfriend had been going behind his back to....give mouth love to a half-giant and he had snuck around and followed him and watched him do it....(That's more funny as a whole and not because of what I actually did I guess.)
Oh another one....
I once shadowed a pair of lovers into their apartment. I then sat through the most awkward and goofy mudsex I've ever seen. The part I recall the most is something like, "The tressy-tressed aide kneels down and takes out the manly man's spear. She then starts using her luscious lips to polish his spear with vigor.".
Polish his spear....they really just typed out "polish his spear".....AHAHAHAAHHAAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAH
I literally fell on the floor laughing for this one. I laughed so hard I was crying.
You guys make this game worth playing. :)
Jonglo the Juggler
Accept no substitutes
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Also:
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Just so much poop is here.
Lots of pcs are here.
>Sewage floods the room, into your eyes and up your nose.
The supple half-giant youth exclaims, in southern-accented sirihish:
"BLAHRJAGHRRRRGGHGHHHH!"
You hear a man's voice shout from the west in tribal-accented sirihish:
"Brguugh!"
The supple half-giant youth shouts, in southern-accented sirihish:
"GHURURRRGGGGFFFF!"
Spluttering as she forces her face above the wash of feces and other bodily wastes, you shout in sirihish:
"FWAAHHGGHWWAA!"
An emote to the tune of "... like a Zalanthan fucking Moses."
During mudsex.
I almost died laughing.
We once painted our Sergeants face up like a Tuluki mime while he was sleeping off a spar with a mul, in Allanak. He promptly changed his tdesc and ran with it, only to be executed by a Templar as a Tuluki sympathizer. I laughed, though I felt a little bad about it.
Traded shots with the Mad Chalker, lamenting lost loves and broken dreams, only to have the both of us pass out and have an out-gross each other competition about vomiting all over the place and such. I lost.
Harassed a 'rinthi half-breed Bynner, who was in love with a half-breed Tuluki, about the virtues of plundering northern maidens, nailing her for the Highlord and related things, escalating until a staff member said I should knock it off. I never did find out if I just offended the player, or some staffer found quirri milk innuendo over the line.
Mudsexed in 'a large bag', to the side of Caravan Road, only to have an entire unit of Byn show up to 'check it for loot'. Awkward.
Quote from: LauraMars on December 31, 2015, 04:14:39 PM
Spluttering as she forces her face above the wash of feces and other bodily wastes, you shout in sirihish:
"FWAAHHGGHWWAA!"
Oh, Sewer RPTs.
I still remember when someone had the bright idea to bring a Whiran down in with us. Who, being a Whiran, decided to fly everywhere. I believe the term "shit tornado" was used.
Quote from: BadSkeelz on December 31, 2015, 04:48:48 PMI believe the term "shit tornado" was used.
I heard that story ICly. And I laughed. A lot. I guess the majority of us are eternal 6 year olds.
Poop jokes always get me. I'll never outgrow that. I laughed just typing this.
You guys have so many stories, grabted probably been playing longer but hey I have my own and just cant remember them. (Not cos im a stoner which im not) but because my memory sucks balls. Actually I do have a recent one which cant be told since it is too new sadly but I found it hilarious regardless
Also, anytime a newb is curbstomped in the gaj for trying to brawl and getting it wrong is mildly amusing. Thank fuck I read helpfiles.
My memory sucks AND I'm a stoner.
Some of my most recent fond memories that were funny was just playing Scowler when he was a nooby warrior in the Byn. That guy was so demented and funny. It's really hard to act like a badass when everyone beating you down, but I never gave up on it. Bleed'm like breeds. Snap the spine, crush the skull... Wish I could remember his favorite saying. Something about death or the dead, not sure.
Anyways there were countless situations where he had a ridiculous, macabre answer for every question he was asked. Everyone had good laughs.
Armageddons has a lot of very funny moments. You're all some witty motherfuckers.
All there is is kill.
Quote from: palomar on December 31, 2015, 07:43:09 PM
All there is is kill.
Thank you!
/me sighs wistfully
Good times.
I remember scowler. Cant remember shit other than that saying and the name though but he was fairly cool.
My proudest Arm moment is seeing more than one exploit of mine in this thread.
Funniest: the Byn trooper Milo, a human who was played as sharing an IQ with Forrest Gump. Fucking hilarious without being too silly about it.
A player accidentally wayed me 'w', to which I replied "I can't, there's a wall".
Pretty sure it was Lyvren too.
Quote from: Case on December 31, 2015, 08:16:08 PM
A player accidentally wayed me 'w', to which I replied "I can't, there's a wall".
Pretty sure it was Lyvren too.
Were you dragging anything behind you?
Quote from: Rathustra on December 31, 2015, 09:06:37 PM
Quote from: Case on December 31, 2015, 08:16:08 PM
A player accidentally wayed me 'w', to which I replied "I can't, there's a wall".
Pretty sure it was Lyvren too.
Were you dragging anything behind you?
Can we kill off this joke already?
Quote from: Large Hero on December 31, 2015, 09:11:38 PM
Quote from: Rathustra on December 31, 2015, 09:06:37 PM
Quote from: Case on December 31, 2015, 08:16:08 PM
A player accidentally wayed me 'w', to which I replied "I can't, there's a wall".
Pretty sure it was Lyvren too.
Were you dragging anything behind you?
Can we kill off this joke already?
I've got one joke. I'm going to keep at it until I get another.
I, too, was making a joke. kill off this joke. Dragging his kill behind him!
Get it?
^FUNNIEST ARM MOMENTS 2015 WINNER
KILL JOKE
BASH
BEHEAD JOKE
Funniest bash moment. Was fighting... something I forget what, i figure Eh im stronk warrior guy! And proceed to try and bash it. Lo and behold I had to write up another character...
Two words can describe the funniest thing I've seen in game.
Captain. Laurentide.
Quote from: Hauwke on January 01, 2016, 09:08:29 AM
Funniest bash moment. Was fighting... something I forget what, i figure Eh im stronk warrior guy! And proceed to try and bash it. Lo and behold I had to write up another character...
Oh, that was YOU. Sorry, I was afk.
Left vague cause reasons, during an adventure.
Templar
Soldier
Soldier
Volunteer
Volunteer
Volunteer
Volunteer elf
[insert creepy shrine that glorifies an elves]
An elf shuffles his feet uncomfortably.
Templar
Soldier
Soldier
Volunteer
Volunteer
Volunteer
*a strange shadow*
It got me. ;D
It's hard to recall the funniest situations I've been in, but I've kept a log of some of the funnier exchanges (I think I haven't updated the log in years, though, so these are all pretty old):
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[An elf is waying my Merchant character about wanting to buy something, but describing the crazy Skellebain bender he is currently on as he is attacking things in the wilds. Then:]
The [tribal elf] sends you a telepathic message:
"I thought I would have the fang of a great beast for you, but it was just a stick. Hopefully this will pass soon and I can safely enter your walls."
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At your table, the [big man] says in sirihish, to the [small man]:
"Yeh hear 'at Ecks's deed?"
At your table, the [small man] says in sirihish, blinking a few times:
"Who the feck is Eck?"
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The [high society man] says to the [leader man], in sirihish:
"I, personally, have one of their Jihaen [weapons] and a Lirathan amulet hanging across from my dining table in my house. "
The [mercenary man] says to the [assistant woman], in sirihish:
"I got a dead plant sittin' 'cross from m'dinin' bench."
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The raven-haired, slender woman looks at the slender, raven-haired woman.
>l room
The slender, raven-haired woman is sitting at a long, carved wooden bar.
The raven-haired, slender woman is sitting at a long, carved wooden bar.
Quote from: James de Monet on January 01, 2016, 05:33:06 PM
The raven-haired, slender woman looks at the slender, raven-haired woman.
>l room
The slender, raven-haired woman is sitting at a long, carved wooden bar.
The raven-haired, slender woman is sitting at a long, carved wooden bar.
I'm trying to decide which is funnier: this, or the times where two PCs have literally identical sdescs.
I once had a Whiran who had an incredible fondness for pranks. One of my favorite things to do was shadow other gemmers into their temples and use chalk and the "scribble" command to graffiti the opposition's turf. I remember drawing "an under-endowed, vine-inked dwarf" in the Rukkian temple one time. (Sorry Enri. :p)
This same Whiran was out on patrol with a templar and some other gemmers once out in the Pah. We ended up in a room at the top of a huge, ancient spire out there which we believed was being occupied by a Sorcerer or Nilazi or something. IIRC, it was a bedroom with a four-poster bed and a chest full of gear / magic goodies. After poking around, the Templar told us all to take anything we wanted. I didn't want much, so I settled for scribbling chalk dicks all over the wall.
The Templar, looking at another member of the party, says something like:
"I swear, sometimes I think he acts as though I'm not standing right here."
I may have also pissed on the bed. I'm not positive.
This one time, I was idling in the Byn Compound when something bizarre and hilarious happened. It was so funny, I immediately cleaned it up the log for just such an occasion. I should note that I have no idea who this dwarf was. I think he was in the Byn for less than an IRL week, and at that point I was a jaded enough Trooper that I didn't bother learning your name unless you had a Trooper stripe.
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* An amusing scene in the Byn Compound.
*
* The evening before, Runner Jihae had left the workshop heading for the
* latrines. An hour later, in the barracks...
*
* POV: Runner Mace - the rugged, claw-raked young man
* Runner Jihae - the red, weather-worn dwarf
*
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The red, weather-worn dwarf has arrived from the east, his face covered in shit and bits of straw.
You look up at the red, weather-worn dwarf.
The dwarf has a thick frame, muscled well but not without a hint of
portliness. Pointed ears show on the sides of his bald head, between them
two red eyes atop a wide, crooked nose. His skin is leathery, worn from
work and exposure and is the color of red clay. Dust and dirt are settled
about him constantly.
The red, weather-worn dwarf is in excellent condition.
The red, weather-worn dwarf is using:
<across back> a bone-studded backpack
<on torso> a simple sandcloth shirt
<as belt> a heavy, bone-ringed leather swordbelt
<hung from belt> a short bone sparring sword
<around body> a hooded, brown military aba
<on legs> a smelly pair of light-brown pants
<on feet> a smelly pair of chalton leather boots
He is carrying:
nothing obvious
Using an old rag, the grey-maned, wooden-legged man scrapes off some crusted blood and flesh from a
stone worktable.
With a shocked and disgusted look on his face, you ask the red, weather-worn dwarf, in sirihish:
"Did you sit on the shitter face-first?"
The red, weather-worn dwarf raises his fist to his mouth and clears his throat, looking about
nervously.
Shaking his head, the red, weather-worn dwarf says to you, in sirihish:
"Nawp. I was sitting on it and lost my balance due to the force comin' out my backside and fell
off."
The rugged, claw-raked young man stares at the red, weather-worn dwarf.
Using his hooded, brown military aba, the red, weather-worn dwarf wipes his face off.
The red, weather-worn dwarf brushes excrement off of his hooded, brown military aba onto the ground
when the grey-maned, wooden-legged man is looked away at an injured Runner.
The red, weather-worn dwarf shuffles up to a cot.
The red, weather-worn dwarf sits on a small leather cot.
You think:
"Wow...."
The red, weather-worn dwarf rests on a small leather cot.
As the thin, chestnut-haired woman scans the room, spotting the dung heap in the floor, the red,
weather-worn dwarf raises the hood of his hooded, brown military aba.
The very short figure in a hooded, brown military aba curls up, facing the wall.
Shaking his head as he works on an unconscious, brown-aba clad young man, the grey-maned,
wooden-legged man says, in sirihish:
"Dumb fuckin Runners."
The very short figure in a hooded, brown military aba stands up from a small leather cot.
Hopping off from a small leather cot, one of ^the very short figure in a hooded, brown military aba
feet hits the dung he scraped off earlier and he slides onto the ground.
The very short figure in a hooded, brown military aba raises his short arms and legs, looking like a
Gurth on its back trying to roll around.
Whistling merrily, the grey-maned, wooden-legged man does his best to patch up a deep neck wound on an
unconscious Runner.
The very short figure in a hooded, brown military aba Rolls over, standing.
The very short figure in a hooded, brown military aba dusts himself off.
The very short figure in a hooded, brown military aba walks east.
The very short figure in a hooded, brown military aba has arrived from the east.
Trudging in, with a demanding tone, the very short figure in a hooded, brown military aba exclaims, in
sirihish:
"Somebody get this shit off the floor!"
Grumbling, the very short figure in a hooded, brown military aba sits on a small leather cot.
The black-skinned half-elf has arrived from the east.
Pointing at the floor, the very short figure in a hooded, brown military aba says to the black-skinned
half-elf, in sirihish:
"Look out, ye half-wit breed, there's shit on the floor."
Sitting up in his cot, you say to the very short figure in a hooded, brown military aba, in sirihish:
"You put it there you fuckin' stub."
Crossing his arms, the very short figure in a hooded, brown military aba says, in sirihish:
"Don't go slippin' on it, now."
You think:
"What the fuck is his game?"
Looking appalled, the very short figure in a hooded, brown military aba looks over at you.
The red, weather-worn dwarf lowers the hood of his hooded, brown military aba.
The black-skinned half-elf sits on a colorful linen pallet.
The red, weather-worn dwarf says, in sirihish:
"I did no such thing! I'm going to be leader of this organization sometime shortly. I don't go 'round shittin' in the barracks."
Raising an eyebrow, you say to the red, weather-worn dwarf, in sirihish:
"Don't gimme that fuckin' look, we all gotta sleep here. Get your shit outta here."
The red, weather-worn dwarf says, in sirihish:
"I did no such thing! I'm going to be leader of this organization sometime shortly. I don't go 'round shittin' in the barracks."
Raising an eyebrow, you say to the red, weather-worn dwarf, in sirihish:Raising an eyebrow, you say to the red, weather-worn dwarf, in sirihish:
"Don't gimme that fuckin' look, we all gotta sleep here. Get your shit outta here."
His whole head turning red, the red, weather-worn dwarf stands up from a small leather cot.
Looking at you, the black-skinned half-elf says, in sirihish:
"And no one calls me a fucking half-breed."
Raising a fist in the air, the red, weather-worn dwarf exclaims, in sirihish:
"I'll do it, but only t'show you lot what a shinin' example o' leadership I am!"
The rugged, claw-raked young man stares at the red, weather-worn dwarf, seeming perplexed.
The red, weather-worn dwarf borrows some linen bandages from the grey-maned, wooden-legged man's stock and begins to clean shit off the floor.
You think:
"What in the Vrun...."
The rugged, claw-raked young man blinks a couple times, shaking his head, and lays back.The rugged, claw-raked young man blinks a couple times, shaking his head, and lays back.
You think:
"Teks Balls... I think Bones' got it right... Dumb fuckin' runners..."
The red, weather-worn dwarf stands up from the floor, placing the shit-stained bandages back where he found them.
Nodding a few times, the red, weather-worn dwarf says to the grey-maned, wooden-legged man, in sirihish:
"Soaked in Bimbal, those are."
Sitting back up, scowling, you say to the red, weather-worn dwarf, in sirihish:Sitting back up, scowling, you say to the red, weather-worn dwarf, in sirihish:
"I think Bones'd know the fucking difference.."
The red, weather-worn dwarf reaches into his smelly pair of light-brown pants and curses something about gith-disease under his breath.
Removing his hands from his pants after a few scratches, the red, weather-worn dwarf says to you, in sirihish:
"Think you know somethin' 'bout medicine? Those bandages would cure more than a water gick, now."
Snorting, you say to the red, weather-worn dwarf, in sirihish:Snorting, you say to the red, weather-worn dwarf, in sirihish:
"I know 'nough to know that those'd cause fuckin' infections. Maybe an amputation er too."
You think:
"Is he fuckin' serious?"
Looking over at a nearby young medic as a wounded Runner screams in agony, the grey-maned, wooden-legged man says, in sirihish:
"Yer supposed to straighten th' bone first, -then- splint it."
Waving a hand dismissively, the red, weather-worn dwarf says to you, in sirihish:
"Bah, I jus' shoved one down my pants and can already feel my crotch itch going away."
The rugged, claw-raked young man shakes his head and just lays back down in his cot, closing his eyes.
The red, weather-worn dwarf drinks water from a tun of water.
A loud horn blast sounds from the northeast.
The red, weather-worn dwarf walks east.
Quote from: James de Monet on January 01, 2016, 05:33:06 PM
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The [high society man] says to the [leader man], in sirihish:
"I, personally, have one of their Jihaen [weapons] and a Lirathan amulet hanging across from my dining table in my house. "
The [mercenary man] says to the [assistant woman], in sirihish:
"I got a dead plant sittin' 'cross from m'dinin' bench."
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Was that Magistrate Otikus?
And my favorite:
You way to the so and so Oashi noble,
"Yes, dear Lady, my name is Lord Templar Snorvellus Tor. I'm really quite thrilled to be invited to your birthday party."
emote leans back in the spartan room, peering out the window over the lush gardens of the Ivory Quarter.
Quote from: IAmJacksOpinion on January 01, 2016, 07:44:44 PM
I once had a Whiran who had an incredible fondness for pranks. One of my favorite things to do was shadow other gemmers into their temples and use chalk and the "scribble" command to graffiti the opposition's turf. I remember drawing "an under-endowed, vine-inked dwarf" in the Rukkian temple one time. (Sorry Enri. :p)
This same Whiran was out on patrol with a templar and some other gemmers once out in the Pah. We ended up in a room at the top of a huge, ancient spire out there which we believed was being occupied by a Sorcerer or Nilazi or something. IIRC, it was a bedroom with a four-poster bed and a chest full of gear / magic goodies. After poking around, the Templar told us all to take anything we wanted. I didn't want much, so I settled for scribbling chalk dicks all over the wall.
The Templar, looking at another member of the party, says something like:
"I swear, sometimes I think he acts as though I'm not standing right here."
I may have also pissed on the bed. I'm not positive.
I was your victim twice. Apparently.
Quit dick-doodling my pc's houses!
Wait, what other PCs of yours did I dick doodle??
Also, in response to OP... ^ These last 2 posts.
Quote from: IAmJacksOpinion on January 02, 2016, 12:28:34 AM
Wait, what other PCs of yours did I dick doodle??
lol, I was Enri the dwarf. The vine-inked dwarf I think? I R teh face of dwarven race helpfile!
(http://www.armageddon.org/images/ourla_dwarfsketch.jpg)
Was also one of the super-gicks in the x-men tower you dickdoodled. You dickdoodled my room and pissed on the bosses bed. ;D
Nah dude. Enri was along for the ride that day in the tower. I remember because I know Tar was there too, and Enri & Tar died pretty much same day IRL. Also, that same expedition ended up out in the Mantis Valley, and the imms threw out out an echo along the lines of "an enormous winged being flies over the sun, temporarily casting a shadow over the valley", and there was a moment when we were all pissing ourselves and preparing to GTFO, where it looked like Enri was going to run off and try to fight that thing. :p
So, it's not a case of a serial dick-doodler / "micturater" of beds - it's an imitation serial DD/MOB! Unless your very next character after Enri ended up out there. In which case it's possible I came back to relive my glory days for the lulz.
So, some more stories:
I was a sneaky who had been scoping out apartments in city. Finally I found one that was just littered with gems and expensive stuff. Initially I looked, but didn't touch. So, when I came back to loot the place I found it inhabited. By a Templar. And his aid/bang-buddy. I caught them when they were ramping up for some kinky mud-sex. (As I recall, there was some light bondage involved.) Anyways, I just couldn't resist doing this to them:
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The tressy-tressed woman says, OOC:
"Consent?"
The templar says, OOC:
"Of course."
Someone says, OOC:
"I consent too guys."
I stuck around long enough to see what they did next - which was to resist the urge to scan and proceed with their next emotes. What champs. I didn't stick around to watch though. Just snagged a few loose items from the other room, and GT'd the FO.
I had a 13 y.o. warrior in the AOD once, back when kanks were still a thing. Anyways, his first big RPT was when forces from Borsail, Tor, and the AOD rode out to sack the Mul Outpost. This was also one of his first times riding, and the other big difference in mounts those days were that, if you didn't have the riding skill, you wouldn't just fall behind occasionally - you
actually could not ride! You would have to hit "n" like 13 times to go anywhere... on
EVERY screen. Needless to say, I lost the main war party IMMEDIATELY upon leaving the gates.
I way'd my Templar, and he told me to contact the elven Byn Sarge, who was leading a patrol out on foot, and hook up with them. He didn't want to wait either, so he just gave me directions to follow, which were: "Go north to the shield wall, then follow it
east." As a player I knew I needed to go west, but IC I didn't, so I went east, heading the opposite direction of the battle. I really didn't want to miss this battle either so to get back to the tablelands I "accidentally" fell in that one gulch out there in the Red Desert that everyone falls in. I knocked myself out, and also killed my Kank. Well it wasn't
my kank, it was Lt. Paryl's. And it was one of the expensive purple ones.
Anyways, after waking up I managed to stagger along the shield wall, back to the battle. Upon hooking up with the Byn forces, I ended up helping a lone Runner charge a mul with just the two of us. I was KO'd immediately by a huge freakin' club. After waking up from
that, I managed to find my Templar who was watching from the main gate as the army fought its way through the outpost. While hanging back with him, I nearly died of thirst also.
With the RPT over, all us soldiers are lined up back at the barracks, and the Templar goes down the line pinning medals on all of us. Everyone else gets a medal signifying that they fought in a battle or something, but when he gets to me he pauses and gives me this suspenseful "I got something else for you..." And then gives me some medal for showing outstanding bravery or some such thing.
So I got this special medal for:
- Not being able to ride.
- Not knowing basic directions.
- Falling off the shield wall and killing Paryl's kank.
- Getting my ass handed to me in an un-wise fight.
- Nearly dying because I forgot my waterskin, and having to borrow a Blue Robe's personal flask...
Good times.
A recent aide of mine and her noble loved being sneaky. Some big intrigue was going down in the House with the senior nobs - people falling down stairs, creepy crawlies in the shadows at night; the usual. We're goofing off in the noble's room one day, when we hear the Big Guy of the House shouting and stomping past. Of course, we sneak out to follow and be nosy.
Things are a lot worse, as we hide outside the doorway, and hear all kinds of things... Sort of. We sat there trying to piece together what was going on via what tidbits we were both getting, all while emoting how we were hiding behind drapery and the like (because of those pesky vnpcs!) The conversation winds down, and turns into aide and noble doing a game of 'Can you see me?' "No, can you see me?" "I think I see your toes!"
Suddenly, the door to the room opens, Big Guy walks out, takes a look around and declares that he's glad no one is being nosy before walking off...
Still not sure to this day if he saw me, and was planning to eventually use it against my character, (Her footwear was pretty much a signature look, so he'd have definitely known!) or if hiding behind a curtain actually worked. :D
Quote from: Desertman on December 31, 2015, 02:56:23 PM
Oh another one....
I once shadowed a pair of lovers into their apartment. I then sat through the most awkward and goofy mudsex I've ever seen. The part I recall the most is something like, "The tressy-tressed aide kneels down and takes out the manly man's spear. She then starts using her luscious lips to polish his spear with vigor.".
Polish his spear....they really just typed out "polish his spear".....AHAHAHAAHHAAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAH
I literally fell on the floor laughing for this one. I laughed so hard I was crying.
You guys make this game worth playing. :)
Ah. >: D
anyway. I've done some funny ass shit too. Krath... let me call gunner. There is this joke we still fucking laugh at that is unbelievably funny. something about being in the byn.
I just remembered, dood. Wezer.
Frown at me all you want! I'm going to tell this story well!
I had an aide character who was kind of a badass and she went out with the byn to do bynnery things. We walked up to a wezer nest and had a great time. Oh, my god.
ON THE WAY TO THE WEZER: There are like six of us.
runner rat-shit was an actual new player and I loved him. So much. I miss you rat-shit, bro. While riding through the desert we encountered a scrab. Everyone attacked it except him. Everyone noticed so the next encounter was like, "Runner rat-shit! Kill the scrab." and... as he was told, he began fighting the scrab without weapons drawn. he just immediately started fighting that bastard. xD LOL
-- "Runner... draw your fucking weapons."
After we anhialited everything in our path runner rat shit said something like, "I'm thirsty." and the issue was never addressed.
AT THE WEZER NEST:
"Runner. See that dome over there? I want you to go over there and kick it. Just... kick it."
The runner does as he's told and about ten wezer show up to fuck our shit up. If you know what wezer are, you know just how horrifying that is. We all get stung and we're all paralyzed but we somehow make it out. I even manage to use my badassery to save a few people and we fight off like two of the wezer and sadly we all get fucking stung again. Long story short, one of us fell the battle. Runner Rat-shit commented that he was thirsty. Or something.
AFTER THE WEZER NEST:
We're going to let the dwarf's body float out into the silt sea. Runner rat shit is /really/ fucking thirsty. And long story short we're attacked and dammit. We're going to set that dwarf to floating even if just to get eaten moments later. On the way back I think we get seperated from Rat shit or something and the whole way back we're making fun of this very story and I am fucking dying laughing. That group. You fucking know who you are. And I fucking love you.
I have to add: Sorry rat-shit. we definitely made fun of you. We were definitely laughing at you. And... We understand it was because you were new. But come on, man. xD
Can't remember the exact conversation but it was something along the lines of...
Hunting pack sneaks up on some gicks, one we owed a nasty visit too after they did some shenanigans.
A gicker girl says: "You ain't scared of Red Fangs?"
A gicker dude says: "I wish them Fangs would show up, I'd blast me a couple.
The salt flats [NESW]
A ladygick is here.
A mangick is here.
*a hidden red fang is here*
*a hidden red fang is here*
*a hidden red fang is here*
*a hidden red fang is here*
*a hidden red fang is here*
Famous last words. Probably my favorite PK to this day.
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Someone once kicked my unconscious character in the groin with an emote of it being likened to the power of Krath exploding Drov's anus. :D
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Me and a noble experimenting with flash powder (when it existed) and a staff member taking a shine on the scene.
Fuse lit, toss bomb out into the field.
A noble stands here patiently
his cliche assassin aide stands here patiently.
The noble says: "Go see why it didn't blow."
Assassin says: "Uhh, you see how much powder we put in that?"
The noble says: "I'm your Lord, go look."
An assassin doesn't budge.
We walk hand in hand to the explosive backpack, I poke it with a foot or something.
*BOOOOM* Your ears ring as a fireball engulfs you and the noble!
Spending the next week roleplay bandaged bodyparts and singed beards and eyebrows and trying to explain it, hilarious.
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Sergeant Calistyrr of the Legion was just having an ordinary day when I was suddenly contacted by a good friend Lexi. She wayed me to say she needed my help. Since Cal was a big strong guy, I figured she just needed him to move something heavy for Kadius. When I found her turns out I was the one to catch her babies as she had gone into labour. There were twins as well, and I had no idea how to rp that scene but it was definitely one of the funniest for me. I might have the log somewhere but I can't get to it now. Good times in Tuluk...
Quote from: Bogre on January 01, 2016, 08:31:28 PM
And my favorite:
You way to the so and so Oashi noble,
"Yes, dear Lady, my name is Lord Templar Snorvellus Tor. I'm really quite thrilled to be invited to your birthday party."
emote leans back in the spartan room, peering out the window over the lush gardens of the Ivory Quarter.
Dude. BORSAIL NOBLE. Get it right.
Also, I totally laughed at this too.
Quote from: Hicksville Hoochie on January 02, 2016, 11:24:18 AM(Her footwear was pretty much a signature look, so he'd have definitely known!) or if hiding behind a curtain actually worked. :D
I made you take your boots off!! (yes, this was scary and also funny)
Quote from: Majikal on January 02, 2016, 02:46:06 PM
The noble says: "Go see why it didn't blow."
Assassin says: "Uhh, you see how much powder we put in that?"
The noble says: "I'm your Lord, go look."
An assassin doesn't budge.
We walk hand in hand to the explosive backpack, I poke it with a foot or something.
*BOOOOM* Your ears ring as a fireball engulfs you and the noble!
Legit guffaw.
Quote from: Bogre on January 01, 2016, 08:31:28 PM
And my favorite:
You way to the so and so Oashi noble,
"Yes, dear Lady, my name is Lord Templar Snorvellus Tor. I'm really quite thrilled to be invited to your birthday party."
emote leans back in the spartan room, peering out the window over the lush gardens of the Ivory Quarter.
... Wait, so an Oashi wayed a northern Templar? Oh RIP.
With my first Muarki when we went into the city, she was like, you know...adolescent...I determined she wouldn't understand anything but what they used for trade at Dashra - the barter system. So she discovered to her pleasure that for some reason these idiot city folk really loved these little black rocks...and spent every last one of them. Wasn't that fun Veddi? When Jia spent all the coin on the wagon all at once buying presents for everyone?
What fun that was. Then one of the gypsies disappeared and she heard they were in the rinth so she blithely went off to rescue him, only to end up huddled in some dark, grimy corner. All lost. Wasn't that fun, Veddi? When you came on through the rinth slaughtering absolutely every npc in your path and dragged Jia back so she could spit in your face about not doing enough for whatever-his-name-was?
See? The Muarki weren't all about digging yams. Sure, there were plenty of yams and they weren't about to dig themselves, but we had fun too.
I'll share.
I had a burglar once, not very long lived.
Oh Gawd is been a year.
So his name was Fingers, fingers was my attempt at playing the ugliest trashiest character I could. A Rinther, I imagine his closet real world analog would be a trailer park inhabitant. I had a habit of stealing the stupidest shit for giggles, terrible card player, perhaps better at reading cards.
Any who one day I'm super bored just busting into apartments I think are empty, looking stuff to get into. I happen upon an open door and I see a typical ranger sdesc just standing there.
So be naturally stupid trying to channel my character, I enter the room. So the guy is AFK, he doesn't respond at all to the face a rat featured tall disfigured rinther just walked.
I proceed to threaten said guy, waving my knife about "HEY THERE!"
No response
"HEY THERE!"
No Response.
Now I should note, I never bothered to actually look sdesc. Which at this rate after threatening injury and theft I look upon a character who is clearly a very accomplished Ranger with gear that I guess could be consider top tier.
Upon this discovery and worried like hell that this Player is going to come to the key board at any moment, I emoted the following.
Looking over at ~sdesc shaking his head, you say in sirihish "Bah, nothin' worth takin'."
Then proceeded to close and lock the door (Good guy Burglar).
I'm sure If I actually tried anything with that PC would of beat my poor burglar to a bloody pulp. I'd love to know that PC's perspective. I found it entirely hilarious after the fact.
Fun times on that PC. Attempting to drink perfume cause we thought it was wine. Meeting up with other Rinther's and just being generally scummy. I'm pretty sure we killed a guy over soup being thrown at the bar.
Good times.
My Kurac Sergeant, Tola, out on a ride (I think with her mate, Sergeant Nahkt) through the northern scrub (off the North Road not far from the Tablelands). We run into a tregil that doesn't run away from us. So instead of insta-killing it, we RP being curious about it - it moves, we move, we move again, it returns to where we are - there's a bunch of back and forth (by this time we realize it's being animated by a storyteller but we didn't know this at first). Eventually it takes a shit right on Tola's boot.
Other times mostly involve me making my character burst out in song, spontaneously. Like my Red Fang, Katestra (aka Quirri's Claw, aka Claw), singing to a Sam Cooke tune while moving stone on the side of a crater in hopes of building a new way up:
Between grunts, her voice low but clear, you sing, in allundean:
"Bring it ta me
bring your sweet blood
bring it on home to me."
129/129;196/218;113/113> Hauling another rock over to narrow up the northern passage, you say, in allundean:
"Yeah."
129/129;196/218;113/113> Her tone rising as she places the stone, you sing, in allundean:
"Yeah."
129/129;196/218;113/113> The figure in an ankle-length red djellabah shimmies her shoulders, and returns to the pile in the middle of the crater path.
129/129;196/218;113/113> The figure in an ankle-length red djellabah pauses to wipe some sweat dripping down her chin.
I did a lot of Sam Cooke with Claw. Often a mix of Sam Cooke and Sam Kenniston.
Oh don't you know that's the sound of Salarr
working on my chain mail
that's the sound of Salarr
working or else I'm gonna cut them into pieces and feed them to the toks who the fuck do they think they're dealing with AHHHHHHHHHHH!
Kinda like that.
It was funny when I did it anyway :D
I once saw a scrab get checked by the Allanak gate guards before it went off to kill hapless citizens and bugged it. Staff replied, "Scrabs are not allowed to bring spice into Allanak."
Quote from: The Silence of the Erdlus on January 14, 2016, 01:28:48 AM
I once saw a scrab get checked by the Allanak gate guards before it went off to kill hapless citizens and bugged it. Staff replied, "Scrabs are not allowed to bring spice into Allanak."
This one takes the cake for me. Simple yet funny.
When I was relatively new to the game I was hired by an Indy ranger, as a newb ranger, and was out hunting and he starts critiquing me because I'm using dual wield to fight instead of a shield.
He goes on for a while about how a shield will save you from an arrow or throw weapon and extolling all the virtues of getting a beast shield skill.
Right as he's done, and we are about to leave, two arrows fly in at roughly the same time and strike him in the neck, killing him instantly.
Two desert elves run in, look at me (newb geared out) and emote flicking me away in disinterest.
I grab both our mounts and leave, report it to a Templar and get threatened with jail for cowardice and not attempting to kill some dirty necks.
I go log out and come back the next day, go out salting and come across a room with both of the desert elves, some random critter corpses and weapons and armor well above my means. I grab everything I can and hire a dwarf at the Gaj to help me carry back in the stuff.
After we get back and load up in bags and shit everything, he's got most of it, he turns around and flings magick at me, all goes dark and mantis head.
I was sooooo pissed, because up until then I though you HAD to have a gem on your neck to be a magicker. Lesson learned.
THIS is why we can't trust anybody.
That is such a perfect Armageddon story. ;D
Quote from: Large Hero on December 31, 2015, 08:10:35 PM
My proudest Arm moment is seeing more than one exploit of mine in this thread.
Funniest: the Byn trooper Milo, a human who was played as sharing an IQ with Forrest Gump. Fucking hilarious without being too silly about it.
Milo was hilarious, yeah? ;)
Descs removed and slightly edited since this happened not all that long ago at all, but I may have rofled and was reading this thread earlier...
QuoteAbruptly, and without warning, the half-giant hugs the human tighter, her tongue rolling out as she tries to lick him across the face.
The human blinks as he licked.
Drawing her tongue back in, the half-giant leaves the human a little damp as she giggles loudly.
The human's face likely tasted faintly of sand and salt.
Dryly, the human asks:
"Do I have to be worried you're going to nibble?"
I think lack of sleep may be helping me find such a simple thing so hilarious :D
I'll be honest, if I saw that I would have a really hard time not typing >kill giant
Quote from: Delirium on January 18, 2016, 01:13:54 AM
I'll be honest, if I saw that I would have a really hard time not typing >kill giant
As long as you included the words 'moist', 'damp' and 'soggily' in your combat emotes ;)
>You feel loved.
If the victim of said licking was a Bynner, maybe she mistook him for a poopsickle?
Quote from: Fujikoma on January 18, 2016, 11:08:18 AM
If the victim of said licking was a Bynner, maybe she mistook him for a poopsickle?
Future character concept.. dwarf with a focus on trying to lick every possible race/clan combo with detailed thoughts and analysis on the differences in taste. Bonus points for convincing a noble to write a book on my findings for posterity :D
Quote from: Kyviantre on January 18, 2016, 12:01:09 PM
Quote from: Fujikoma on January 18, 2016, 11:08:18 AM
If the victim of said licking was a Bynner, maybe she mistook him for a poopsickle?
Future character concept.. dwarf with a focus on trying to lick every possible race/clan combo with detailed thoughts and analysis on the differences in taste. Bonus points for convincing a noble to write a book on my findings for posterity :D
Kadian Family member, First Hunter... salty, yet, sweet.
Byn Runner: ARGLGRGLGRGL!
You know that thing that kids do when they get a basketball stuck on the roof and start throwing up sticks and rocks to try and knock it down?
There was this one time where some gypsies got up on the balcony above Red's and my half-giant kept throwing drunk gypsies scattered around the road beneath them in an attempt to get them down.
Quote from: Quell on January 19, 2016, 01:01:30 PM
You know that thing that kids do when they get a basketball stuck on the roof and start throwing up sticks and rocks to try and knock it down?
There was this one time where some gypsies got up on the balcony above Red's and my half-giant kept throwing drunk gypsies scattered around the road beneath them in an attempt to get them down.
I think I remember that scene..
I rolled up a burglar. The flame-haired, smokey-eyed woman (something like that). Raised by two gemmed Krathi. Named Ember. Believed with all her heart that she was a fire mage. Walked up to a PC templar. Got a gem. Hired by House Oash. NOBODY EVEN ASKED ME TO PROVE IT.
Stayed in the clan about two weeks, talking about magick like one of those people who REALLY love football but have never played a single game personally, solo-rping fireside meditation and playing with a flint striker all the time. Occasionally I'd hemote about her roots growing in (dyed her hair). Finally another Krathi in the clan was like "so let's cast together" --- oh no, I'm too self conscious to cast around others yet. "No, we should cast." "Uhh....ok."
The look on that poor dude's face when I lit a torch and flung it him while yelling magick syllables with the shout command.
Then, during the inevitable Big Confrontation: "Ember, are you actually a fire mage??", I just took the gem off in front of every mage in the clan and my noble. Everyone was like:
(http://i1.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/facebook/000/112/480/OpoQQ.jpg)
Yeah, some laughs were had. They shoulda killed me, but didn't.
Threw a torch at him while shouting.....
Hahahahah.
I remember that! I was there! ;D
Quote from: LauraMars on January 25, 2016, 04:37:32 PM
I rolled up a burglar. The flame-haired, smokey-eyed woman (something like that). Raised by two gemmed Krathi. Named Ember. Believed with all her heart that she was a fire mage. Walked up to a PC templar. Got a gem. Hired by House Oash. NOBODY EVEN ASKED ME TO PROVE IT.
Stayed in the clan about two weeks, talking about magick like one of those people who REALLY love football but have never played a single game personally, solo-rping fireside meditation and playing with a flint striker all the time. Occasionally I'd hemote about her roots growing in (dyed her hair). Finally another Krathi in the clan was like "so let's cast together" --- oh no, I'm too self conscious to cast around others yet. "No, we should cast." "Uhh....ok."
The look on that poor dude's face when I lit a torch and flung it him while yelling magick syllables with the shout command.
Then, during the inevitable Big Confrontation: "Ember, are you actually a fire mage??", I just took the gem off in front of every mage in the clan and my noble. Everyone was like:
(http://i1.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/facebook/000/112/480/OpoQQ.jpg)
Yeah, some laughs were had. They shoulda killed me, but didn't.
This wins the thread.
No one on the train understands why I'm laughing.
While not as funny, this does remind me of a crippled crafter kid I played in Kadius.
I got hired by Sharlo Kadius and immediately "wanted to be him". My kid got hero-envy.
He ran around telling anyone who would listen his name was "Loreshi Kadius".
Sharlo was pretty cool about it when he found out what my kid had been doing and basically just told him he had to stop telling people that.
Very next day, right in front of Sharlo...."Hi! I'm Loreshi Kadius!!!".
*smack* "Stop that!!!".
The crippled kid staggers, his head flopping around from the smack.
Those were the Kadian glory days.
Years ago there was this newish player if I had to guess that had the sdesc of: The small-headed man or something very similar.
His mdesc consisted of details only about his head. I laughed every single fucking time he walked into a room I was in to the point I couldn't even rp because I just imagined him being this floating, tiny head. It just got me right in the funny and I really don't know why.
Quote from: LauraMars on January 25, 2016, 04:37:32 PM
I rolled up a burglar. The flame-haired, smokey-eyed woman (something like that). Raised by two gemmed Krathi. Named Ember. Believed with all her heart that she was a fire mage. Walked up to a PC templar. Got a gem. Hired by House Oash. NOBODY EVEN ASKED ME TO PROVE IT.
Stayed in the clan about two weeks, talking about magick like one of those people who REALLY love football but have never played a single game personally, solo-rping fireside meditation and playing with a flint striker all the time. Occasionally I'd hemote about her roots growing in (dyed her hair). Finally another Krathi in the clan was like "so let's cast together" --- oh no, I'm too self conscious to cast around others yet. "No, we should cast." "Uhh....ok."
The look on that poor dude's face when I lit a torch and flung it him while yelling magick syllables with the shout command.
Then, during the inevitable Big Confrontation: "Ember, are you actually a fire mage??", I just took the gem off in front of every mage in the clan and my noble. Everyone was like:
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Yeah, some laughs were had. They shoulda killed me, but didn't.
I keep coming back to this thread just for this.
I played with Ember. Easily in the top 10 greatest/funniest moments I've had playing this game. I think I have logs of it somewhere...
My favorite memory is her Krathi compatriot waying my character, asking me to bring them food in her apartment because he didn't want to leave "this raving lunatic" alone. Then the Oashi Lord showed up, and somehow managed to handle the situation while keeping a straight face.
I openly admit we should have killed her...but I have to imagine we were all laughing too much OOCly to be able to PK someone at that moment. Ended up going with a "she could be useful" excuse.
I have met my superior in the use of rage faces, I see. I officially forever give up writing the blasted things
I was browsing my logs of Ember tonight just for kicks, jesus christ. The thinks I thought. Where did I learn how to be such a troll?
QuoteYou think:
"So close to realizing my destiny."
The templar looks at you.
You think:
"Confidence, Ember. Confidence in the reality of your Fire!!"
You feel her confidence glowing like the coals of a banked bonfire.
You feel her destiny is as sharp and hot as sparks.
QuoteThe Oash noble looks at you.
You feel warm in the presence of greatness.
You think:
"I hope I don't accidentally use my powers!"
it just goes on and on like that
forever
Quote from: LauraMars on January 27, 2016, 03:18:56 AM
I was browsing my logs of Ember tonight just for kicks, jesus christ. The thinks I thought. Where did I learn how to be such a troll?
QuoteYou think:
"So close to realizing my destiny."
The templar looks at you.
You think:
"Confidence, Ember. Confidence in the reality of your Fire!!"
You feel her confidence glowing like the coals of a banked bonfire.
You feel her destiny is as sharp and hot as sparks.
QuoteThe Oash noble looks at you.
You feel warm in the presence of greatness.
You think:
"I hope I don't accidentally use my powers!"
it just goes on and on like that
forever
Submit log please.
Seriously. That will be a great log.
All right I will try to clean something up!
There are a lot of funny memories to choose from.
"That's no moon..."
Still, perhaps, one of my most favorite scenes.
Another scene - My Kuraci Mercenary and his unit had captured a pair of wagon thieves and, due to coded restrictions within Luirs, weren't able to jail them so we kept punching them unconscious until a Sergeant or Agent could show up to codedly lock these guys up.
It was funny because they had pre-typed up say emotes for when they woke up like, "Please stop knocking me out - I promise to comply!" only to be immediately punched the fuck unconcious within a moment of their eye's fluttering open. Felt a bit twinkish but there was no way to really codedly "bind" them in the meanwhile. And most of us, if not all of us, were rangers and non-subdue types so that was out of the question.
I secretly enjoyed the whack-a-thief game, on an OOC level.
Gunnerblaster's post reminds me of the thing that'll never fail to crack me up.
Quote from: 5 day lifespan on December 12, 2009, 12:53:25 PM
>A halfling with yellow facepaint enters from the west.
>A halfling with yellow facepaint says in an unfamiliar tongue, panicked and screaming, running past: "Aiy! Gha ulghla xhy untara!"
>A halfling with yellow facepaint runs east.
>You think: what the fuck?
>Turning with an apprehensive smile to the ----------- man, you say in sirihish, "What the fuck does gha ulghla xhy untara mean?"
>A wall of water enters from the west.
Damn.
Fun times...
And by fun, I mean mass death.
was robbing an apartment in red storm, residents came, luckily my character was hiding at that moment. they started having a heated mudsex session.
It was really a hard decision. I could either wait for them to leave the room/quit, I could kill them, or I could perform a lock-pick on the door.
However! there was another issue, hunger. Minutes have passed, hunger state changed to famished, and it came to a point of hp loss. But the mudsex just kept on evolving. I drew the blades and shouted them something like :"You fucking idiots I'm dying here open the door immediately or I will kill you both." They were quite afraid, neither looked at my direction, they unlocked the door. I never ever again broke to that apartment. Just couldn't afford to get stuck in a mudsex heavy room once again.
Quote from: Kankfly on January 28, 2016, 09:17:10 AM
Gunnerblaster's post reminds me of the thing that'll never fail to crack me up.
Quote from: 5 day lifespan on December 12, 2009, 12:53:25 PM
>A halfling with yellow facepaint enters from the west.
>A halfling with yellow facepaint says in an unfamiliar tongue, panicked and screaming, running past: "Aiy! Gha ulghla xhy untara!"
>A halfling with yellow facepaint runs east.
>You think: what the fuck?
>Turning with an apprehensive smile to the ----------- man, you say in sirihish, "What the fuck does gha ulghla xhy untara mean?"
>A wall of water enters from the west.
Damn.
I remember the last thing that went through my head at that point, aside from half a building, being along the lines of 'Well, that sounds like trouble...'
So, two stories.
First one happened back in the depths of time, back before the Bio tool can record on the website. I lose a beloved character... or something. I don't remember, but I wanted to do a throwaway with a class I've never played, but I was also feeling somewhat angsty. So I decided to do a social experiment. I wanted to see how all of you fuckers treated a newbie.
So I created Amos... the tall and muscular man. And I decided to just newbie the fuck out of it. Point Allanak. No scars.
Walk in to the Gaj... place is decently packed for the time period. I think there were like four or five people. Walk in, wield sword, then just 'sit.' Right on the floor. Start looking at people. No emotes, just look X, look Y, look Z.
Someone tries to ICly get me to come over to the bar... so I emote sits at bar. emote smlies.
Random dude contacts me. I shout AH SOMEONE IS IN MY HEAD! Then I get the inevitable veteran OOC way telling me that I can actually sit at the bar and some syntax. So I get up and do that.
Then people go through the sheath command, and I'm digging it, people are being kind of cool, and I haven't gotten apartment killed yet, or lured or anything.
I did a bunch of other vaguely newbie-esque things. Tried to talk to the bartender, then told him I wanted a drink and just gave him some coins. Several people end up leaving and coming and going, and eventually this one dude tells me to join him at another table. I do so.
He starts doing the basic potential hire shakedown... what's my story, where've I been, yadda yadda. I'm still using 'say' for most of my answers for most of it, but right before we get to the delicate part, he teaches me how to use 'talk.' So I start discussing some shady shit with him... what's he want me to do? Oh, just carry some shit through the gate for him. He'll pay me a couple hundred to do it. Seriously? HELL YEAH! And then I mention that I already have some experience smuggling, and my nickname is Pockets. He perks right up at that and pretty much decides we're going to be buddies.
So we get up, and head out to an alley so he can go over the basic scheme with me of gliding shit through the gates. And this dude is loving it, he's so in to this newbie he found, giving me all the details, step by step, making sure I understand everything. Probably takes like fifteen minutes. Once he's sure I know all the stuff I should know, my character says he knows an easier way to do it. The guy laughs, all like "yeah right."
At which point I just flat out cast a tier 1 nilazi spell. Those that know Nilazi can guess which one. Guy literally does a run; e (as he shits himself noisily, moving at high speed out of the alley.)
I was quickly slain thereafter, as one should in such a situation, but goddamn was it a good ride.
Secondly, more magicker hijinks, back in the day of the anklebiters. I was playing a shaman/border guard type 'biter named Nuubi. The titanic, vine-inked halfling or something... yes, a titanic halfling. I think half of his height was actually in his absurd hairdo. Anyway. At some point in the past I had killed a Bynner, and loved wearing that damn aba. Doing my basic roundabout the border patrol, making sure no one is up to any shennanery... when I find a dude out grebbing. I lurk in to the room, and this guy is solo-emoting his heart out. And old Nuubi is just kind of hungry, he just ate, but he still wants a bit of a snack. So with the halfling crazy stats and magick-enhanced muscles, I emote racing out of some bushes and leaping on this guy.
subdue guy
You totes subdue the solo-emoting grebber dude.
He starts emoting about trying throw me off, tries to flee, fails, I emote throwing my arms around his neck and bringing my teeth to bear near his ear. He starts to panic and scream, and tries to flee... fails. I emote clamping my teeth down on his ear. Decide to give him one more shot. He reaches back, trying to grab my character and throw him off, tries to flee, fails.... I bite his ear off.
Was a great scene. I loved it. But the true joy of that scene didn't come for a few months, after Nuubi had been stored. I'm sitting in the Gaj with some other character, and this dude walks in... one ear. I think he looks a bit familiar, and then he just starts talking serious shit left and right to any Bynner he sees and it slowly dawns on me. This guy, after all this time, seriously still had a major hate on for the Byn because he thought some shitcloak motherfucker had eaten part of his face.
OH shit, that's priceless. LOL.
Quote from: Malifaxis on January 29, 2016, 08:15:43 PMAnd this dude is loving it, he's so in to this newbie he found, giving me all the details, step by step, making sure I understand everything. Probably takes like fifteen minutes. Once he's sure I know all the stuff I should know, my character says he knows an easier way to do it. The guy laughs, all like "yeah right."
At which point I just flat out cast a tier 1 nilazi spell. Those that know Nilazi can guess which one. Guy literally does a run; e (as he shits himself noisily, moving at high speed out of the alley.)
I was quickly slain thereafter, as one should in such a situation, but goddamn was it a good ride.
I shouldn't say so
but this is magnificent
All that time, thinking a bynner ate his ear. LOL.
Man I remember Nuubi. Good times, good times. We sat in a tree chatting a lot, you and the one we called 'bright eyes'.
Quote from: Malifaxis on January 29, 2016, 08:15:43 PM
This guy, after all this time, seriously still had a major hate on for the Byn because he thought some shitcloak motherfucker had eaten part of his face.
Ahahahahahahahaha
That first story is the best thing I've ever heard. I don't have the balls to do something like that, but sometimes I wish I did. So wrong, and yet so very, very right.
Quote from: Malifaxis on January 29, 2016, 08:15:43 PM
This guy, after all this time, seriously still had a major hate on for the Byn because he thought some shitcloak motherfucker had eaten part of his face.
lol
Lol. Cannibalistic Bynners.
I guess it's to be expected.
Quote from: Gunnerblaster on January 29, 2016, 11:32:25 PM
Lol. Cannibalistic Bynners.
I guess it's to be expected.
em laughs hysterically on the couch.
Quote from: Malifaxis on January 29, 2016, 08:15:43 PM
He starts emoting about trying throw me off, tries to flee, fails, I emote throwing my arms around his neck and bringing my teeth to bear near his ear. He starts to panic and scream, and tries to flee... fails. I emote clamping my teeth down on his ear. Decide to give him one more shot. He reaches back, trying to grab my character and throw him off, tries to flee, fails.... I bite his ear off.
Was a great scene. I loved it. But the true joy of that scene didn't come for a few months, after Nuubi had been stored. I'm sitting in the Gaj with some other character, and this dude walks in... one ear. I think he looks a bit familiar, and then he just starts talking serious shit left and right to any Bynner he sees and it slowly dawns on me. This guy, after all this time, seriously still had a major hate on for the Byn because he thought some shitcloak motherfucker had eaten part of his face.
I hope you sent Kudos. That's this role-playing crap that folks keep telling me doesn't happen as well as being very funny.
Quote from: Malifaxis on January 29, 2016, 08:15:43 PM
So, two stories.
First one happened back in the depths of time, back before the Bio tool can record on the website. I lose a beloved character... or something. I don't remember, but I wanted to do a throwaway with a class I've never played, but I was also feeling somewhat angsty. So I decided to do a social experiment. I wanted to see how all of you fuckers treated a newbie.
So I created Amos... the tall and muscular man. And I decided to just newbie the fuck out of it. Point Allanak. No scars.
Walk in to the Gaj... place is decently packed for the time period. I think there were like four or five people. Walk in, wield sword, then just 'sit.' Right on the floor. Start looking at people. No emotes, just look X, look Y, look Z.
Someone tries to ICly get me to come over to the bar... so I emote sits at bar. emote smlies.
Random dude contacts me. I shout AH SOMEONE IS IN MY HEAD! Then I get the inevitable veteran OOC way telling me that I can actually sit at the bar and some syntax. So I get up and do that.
Then people go through the sheath command, and I'm digging it, people are being kind of cool, and I haven't gotten apartment killed yet, or lured or anything.
I did a bunch of other vaguely newbie-esque things. Tried to talk to the bartender, then told him I wanted a drink and just gave him some coins. Several people end up leaving and coming and going, and eventually this one dude tells me to join him at another table. I do so.
He starts doing the basic potential hire shakedown... what's my story, where've I been, yadda yadda. I'm still using 'say' for most of my answers for most of it, but right before we get to the delicate part, he teaches me how to use 'talk.' So I start discussing some shady shit with him... what's he want me to do? Oh, just carry some shit through the gate for him. He'll pay me a couple hundred to do it. Seriously? HELL YEAH! And then I mention that I already have some experience smuggling, and my nickname is Pockets. He perks right up at that and pretty much decides we're going to be buddies.
So we get up, and head out to an alley so he can go over the basic scheme with me of gliding shit through the gates. And this dude is loving it, he's so in to this newbie he found, giving me all the details, step by step, making sure I understand everything. Probably takes like fifteen minutes. Once he's sure I know all the stuff I should know, my character says he knows an easier way to do it. The guy laughs, all like "yeah right."
At which point I just flat out cast a tier 1 nilazi spell. Those that know Nilazi can guess which one. Guy literally does a run; e (as he shits himself noisily, moving at high speed out of the alley.)
I was quickly slain thereafter, as one should in such a situation, but goddamn was it a good ride.
xD Krath dammit.
I'm pretty sure something like this happened to me. Very sure that definitely happened to me, you jerk! lol. I just wanted to help! - and that was literally my very first criminal-like character.
Me and my buddy laughed so hard when you were like "Ah! Someone in my head!"
My only regret is not submitting a normal character while I wait on an extended sub application. This thread is tops, and I can't wait to play with you funny, crazy people.
One from me being when I was playing a templar. So there was this huge build up to a very storied and long, long lived powerhouse of a dwarf that was going to try and kill me for another templar. He comes in, few words are exchanged and he charges... only to be immediately banished to the arena.
I still died but I felt pretty smug immediately after that for a couple minutes.
Way back forever ago, I had an aide in the employ of House Oash. A Kadian merchant invited her to discuss business over a dinner.
So they go and find a spot in the Kadian argosy, set out the food for a nice dinner. He offers a drink, and I accept. He picks up his drink for a toast, a second passes;
The Kadian family member says, "Fuck!"
A moment later, a heaving Kadian family member is on the floor of the argosy, dead, because he drank lamp oil. I felt very bad for the poor player, but probably spent five minutes laughing before Genyva finally called for help. It led to an intense, but crazy string of events after, with her being accused of poisoning the fella, and her feeling so confused about it the whole time. I'm not so sure the Kadians even believed she did it with the way they acted, they just didn't want their official records reading that a family member misplaced his ginka wine with lamp oil. XD
Quote from: Malifaxis on January 29, 2016, 08:15:43 PM
At which point I just flat out cast a tier 1 nilazi spell.
Oh my god, I laughed so hard.
This is an awesome thread.
This one time at Byn camp, I was playing this old coot nilazi/physician of the broken sword unit. Some Breed began complaining about a case of raza raza and asked for my help. So I got him to dip a sliver of bone into bimbal sap and insert it into his own penis' urethra to great dismay and wooziness of the rest of the Byn watching.
Come to think of it, every time one of my characters joins Byn, my inner troll comes out, as I'm sure some people noticed :).
Had a character with a mercenary subguild, managed to join AoD within his 0th hour of gameplay, on his 2nd hour of gameplay he won a drinking tournament ran by still noobie, recently immified Rathustra (Who accidentally revealed my true name, the bastage). Was granted a prize of extra large barrel of some super booze, staggered over to some templar, slurped from the barrel and offered him a sip. I still remember the Templar's words, "Sargeant, get that fucker away from me before I kill him!"
Once, I was playing this undercover Tan Muarki and a Jihaen Templar kept finding my mind accidentally. Eventually he got this message from him "Please describe to me how she looked like?" At which point, my Muarki unfolded into an indepth detailed description of his favorite Escru. Then an accusation that the templar wanted to steal his escru, as well as a polite offer to find some other animal to fuck during lonely nights.
First character ever, 10+ years ago or so, with my bff4evr. We played Bynners/sekrit f-me assassins.
Had fights with feces in the latrine.
Pissed off the cook by fucking off and having foodfights & tripping eachother on kitchen duty.
RPT comes up, and I have to miss it. My bff4evr and my character's mate (also a Bynner) go to RPT and die. My character is locked in mate's apartment for two IG months and survives off of rats and cockroaches. Goes completely batshit insane. I wish up to have her let out of the apartment. She's let out and ends up running the streets of Allanak removing her clothing chasing "ghosts" of her fallen important people.
Lips off at an HG guard at the Gaj. Almost gets KO'd.
Ends up running naked out of the gates with no weapons, water, food or money.
Runs allllll the way to Luir's, taking out a raptor with her bare hands naked on the way.
Dies by the fucking well from thirst because she was.. naked and broke.
It. Was. Awesome.
Alright, time to tell the story of my first pc ever. I originally started mudding - because I loved DND, but RL location didn't allow me to play it. Armagedddon was the virtual DND to me. I read the basic docs, (missed alot though) and just leapt in as a CITY ELF! started off at Red Storm. So, right off the bat, I'm at the bar in storm and I scream newbie. I'm not using periods for my says, i'm codedly sitting and not -sitting- at bars, I'm treating humans like they are my best friend. It's then an older pc name of Rodan or something, I can't remember goes out of their way to explain the game - in character. So I learn alot of what I need to know via in game roleplay, get some newbie gear from the guy, and told to go join the Byn. So, the byn finally show up in storm, my guy gets interviewed, but then they move right back out due to a contract. They tell me it will be two weeks before they are back. I'm over here thinking REAL LIFE weeks, and I flip out. Staff end up being kind enough to transport me to allanak since I blindly chose a location, in which they hire me!
So now we have Bart the elf. At this time, I was familiar with the racism of arm, and it came as no shock when nearly every single runner and trooper in the Byn at the time treated me like shit. This was a c-elf warrior who rolled in with exceptionals in every stat. It came as quite a shock when this chargen skinny elf started laying out cans of whoop ass in the hall. Anyways, barts a funny elf, amiable, and while still a f-ing elf, he became the Byns f-ing elf. ALways known for getting drunk as shit and dancing/singing at the Gaj, and what not. Anyways, one day, Bart is on his way to the mess hall, when he comes across an innocent tube of spice laying around. Bart snatched it up immediately, and went into the mess-hall. I had no idea of the laws on spice at the time, and so Bart walks up to a group of bynners, sits, boasts and then lights up a tube of spice -right- there. Next thing I know, Lieutenant Copper comes stomping into the messhall, having left a meeting with the sergeant, because SOMEONE had stole her tube of spice. OOPS. Everyone blamed the elf obviously. Bart gets subdued and then Lieutenant Copper knocks bart the F out. Surprisingly survived, I thought I was dead there. Anyways, Bart makes friends with a guildie who wants to market spice, later on. Bart, being a city elf and had a taste of Tho, thinks its a great idea, and agrees to help. So, Bart becomes a spice-dealer. Starts marketing it to Bynners and a few fellows, even started making money. But Bart was too chatty about it, I think another bynner ended up snitching on Bart or maybe he was busted going into the rinth? Don't remember but the sergeant had an amazing half-giant ranger that I will not name at the time subdue Bart, aiming to kill him. Bart, with his super high agi, manages to escape the subdue - first time that ever happened with the giant I think, and literally escapes the Byn compound. Bolts alllllll the way down to the gates, only to get caught by the Arm, and the Byn. At this point, Bart knew he was screwed, and starts spouting off. Half-giant even punches Bart to shut up after being ordered by templars. I was a newb, and at the time, half-giant had said ooc'lly they'd have to release me for a moment. And then I ignored all rp and elf'd out of there....to be one shot by the half-giant soldier at the rinth. Looking back, it was good times.
Hah, I really enjoyed reading that. Good first character.
What's frightening is that Lieutenant Copper is still -alive- after ten RL years. Sorcerers are everywhere.
I'll talk about it when a year has passed...
But the last RPT (was damn near an HRPT) in Tuluk BEFORE the closing, was the most epic, fun thing I've ever been apart of.
Hands down. Staff and the players involved outdid themselves.
My first PC ever had the description "The short, thick man", and lived in Tuluk because the help files made it sound easier. Low and behold I step into whatever that tavern citizens was and immediately people are in my head asking me questions about stuff, telling me secrets, etc. So I walk over, sit down at the bar, and say something. Turns out the other guy didn't have a tribal accent, to this day I've never seen so many people look at me so quickly. Same character died carrying around 3 large in a pair of backpacks strapped to his inix because I didn't know there was a bank.
I really wish I set up logging back then.
Quote from: lostinspace on March 15, 2016, 09:26:16 PM
My first PC ever had the description "The short, thick man", and lived in Tuluk because the help files made it sound easier. Low and behold I step into whatever that tavern citizens was and immediately people are in my head asking me questions about stuff, telling me secrets, etc. So I walk over, sit down at the bar, and say something. Turns out the other guy didn't have a tribal accent, to this day I've never seen so many people look at me so quickly. Same character died carrying around 3 large in a pair of backpacks strapped to his inix because I didn't know there was a bank.
I really wish I set up logging back then.
That's pretty great.
Always been one of my favorite things about Arm, is that you can have characters with very similar coincidental and eerie-similarities, same names, etc. Makes the world feel more real.
I accidentally got the "red-eyed, albino elf" newbie runner killed by ordering him, as his Byn Sergeant, to punch the "albino, red-eyed elf" in the face right after the latter walked out of chargen.
Once the dust settled and the Arm cleared out, I offered the new elf a place in the Byn since we had an opening. Declined, sadly.