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Spam / Re: What are you eating
« on: March 01, 2021, 10:39:34 am »
Breakfast patties, bagels, and a nice coffee.

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Spam / Re: Three Words Only
« on: March 01, 2021, 10:19:36 am »
stockpiled to last

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Spam / Re: One Word Storyline
« on: March 01, 2021, 10:19:04 am »
Once upon a star supernova, twenty six legendary cards descended from our tall card tower. Hooray!

Our newfound love Testlandia, wore splendid magenta fursuit, specifically commissioned to contain BEES! It buzzed through rainbow, over walls yonder, and into the sky. At

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Spam / Re: Name/Invent a Jelly Bean Flavor
« on: March 01, 2021, 10:18:29 am »
Designer jeans

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Spam / Re: Count to 1,000
« on: March 01, 2021, 10:17:09 am »
95

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Spam / Re: Give yourself a pony name
« on: March 01, 2021, 10:16:29 am »
Mozilla Firefox

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Spam / Re: Rename Everything
« on: March 01, 2021, 10:15:55 am »
All forms of Nanaimo Bars® TM shall now be known as "Strategic Nanaimo Bars® TM".

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Spam / Re: Last Person to Post Wins
« on: March 01, 2021, 10:12:59 am »
:BIGCAT: Happeh March all ya weird people :BIGCAT:

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Spam / Re: Spam Points
« on: March 01, 2021, 10:12:22 am »
HumanSanity: 61
Emily: 32
Luca: 30
Dax: 15
Wasc: 10
FLP: 7
Dyll: 4
Ziz: 4
Zuk: 2

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Spam / Re: I disavow it
« on: February 24, 2021, 12:46:45 am »
Oklahoma does not exist.

I disavow it.

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Spam / Re: Three Words Only
« on: February 24, 2021, 12:26:04 am »
had enough of

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Spam / Re: One Word Storyline
« on: February 24, 2021, 12:25:31 am »
Once upon a star supernova, twenty six legendary cards descended from our tall card tower. Hooray!

Our newfound love Testlandia, wore splendid magenta fursuit, specifically commissioned to contain BEES! It buzzed through rainbow, over walls yonder, and into the

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Spam / Re: Name an animal
« on: February 24, 2021, 12:23:49 am »
Elevator Storks

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Spam / Re: Name a type of pancake
« on: February 24, 2021, 12:22:47 am »
Pepperoni

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Spam / Re: Corruption Game
« on: February 24, 2021, 12:22:16 am »
Granted, but you are cursed to become a manager of an IHOP

I wish that I could go for a long walk in the wilderness

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Spam / Re: Name/Invent a Jelly Bean Flavor
« on: February 24, 2021, 12:20:45 am »
Candle Wax

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Spam / Re: Word Association Thread
« on: February 24, 2021, 12:20:00 am »
Olay

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Spam / Re: Spam Points
« on: February 24, 2021, 12:19:37 am »
HumanSanity: 60
Emily: 32
Luca: 29
Dax: 15
Wasc: 10
FLP: 7
Dyll: 4
Ziz: 4
Zuk: 2

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Spam / Re: Change a Letter!
« on: February 24, 2021, 12:18:54 am »
Sleapy  :ItIsAMystery:

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Spam / Re: The Dolphin Recycling Awareness Index
« on: February 24, 2021, 12:18:06 am »
Refuge Isle - 18,650.46

Refuge Isle - 18,857.24



Refuge Isle - 18,506.34

:pikathink:

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Spam / Re: Give yourself a pony name
« on: February 24, 2021, 12:16:32 am »
Starfox the Bearded

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Spam / Re: Count to 1,000
« on: February 24, 2021, 12:16:10 am »
93

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Spam / Re: Rename Everything
« on: February 24, 2021, 12:15:51 am »
Kansas will now be known as "Secret Kansas"

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Roleplay / AVftS: Happy Little Accidents (Luca and Em colab)
« on: February 19, 2021, 12:52:31 pm »
*cludunk - cludunk - cludunk*

The sounds of the knock at the door echoed throughout the dim water closet of an office that Herbert Wallace worked in. His eyes stuck the door like lightning with a nervous wonderment about the uncertainties of the future. He glanced back at the ivory figurine at his normal desk. "Did you know anything about this?" he asked the statuette. The figure did not respond. It also did not move.

*cludunk - cludunk - cludunk*, the door echoed again.

Wallace squinted and looked back at the door. "Yes? You can come in."

Rizali hesitated on the other side of the door for a moment, then took a breath and entered the room. It was smaller than they’d expected for an office, certainly an office that doubled as an occasional classroom. "Good day, Master Wallace. I am Adept-Illusionist Rizali Corvus, on assignment from Master Carglowyn to assist you for the next few days on whatever you might need. How can I assist?"

Wallace was sitting at one of the students desks and arranged in front of him were an array of small jars of different colours. Red, orange, green, blue, white, yellow, each jar was brightly emitting a different colour of light. Wallace blinked for several moments. And then he blinked for several more moments. "What", he asked open mouthed. "I'm, erm, I 'm very quite sure I never asked for any sort of apprentice in my study...An illusionist, I don't even know if you're really here..."

Riza, in turn, blinked for a moment as they tried to find the right words for what they were thinking. They'd been sent here by Master Carglowyn specifically, and they'd assumed he had informed Master Wallace of their coming. If not, this was a particularly awkward moment. "Oh, I, uh, I apologise. I certainly meant no intrusion."

They stood just inside for another few, awkward seconds, before something clicked in their brain. "I'm sorry, actually. Is that liquid light? I've only ever seen it in the one colour, how do you go about getting it to have this variety?"

Wallace picked up the red jar of glowing liquid from the desk, drank a sip of it, and then put it back down. "Oh, yes. I was just...working on a new form of alchemy. Liquid light, you know. Very good work. Good for the heart, right."

Riza felt they were starting to get a handle on the conversation, really for the first time since walking into the door. They’d been around a decent number of older Master-level mages since reaching Adept, and they generally fell into two categories. The first was someone entirely in control of themselves. The second… a bit mad from being cooped up in a tower for the last fifty or more years among musty books. The latter category perhaps more often came from the Alchemy school than others because they had a tendency to sample things that were a slight bit… toxic.

They cringed a bit at the sight of someone drinking liquid light. That was definitely not a good thing to be drinking. "I see, and it seems like an exceedingly interesting project you’re working on. An entirely new form of alchemy, you say? Does it involve…" they took a few steps more into the room and gestured about the various jars, "the liquid light?"

Wallace scanned the area around the desk, inspected the floor behind him, before looking back up at where his project sat. He located something that resembled a paintbrush. He picked it up, and dabbed it in the glowing orange jar, then in the glowing white jar. The tip of the brush began to sizzle a bit. It wasn't smoking, but it sounded a bit like it was being fried. Wallace held the brush aloft, a small radiant droplet collected at its end. With a flick, he tossed the droplet at another desk in the room.

*STHDRACK!*

A sound rang out as the desktop was engulfed with a very brief but very bright fireball. Wallace set the brush down and looked back at Riza. "No", he smiled.

Riza flinched at the loud noise, completely taken aback by this turn of events. When Master Wallace had mentioned that he was working on a new form of alchemy, they'd expected it would be something like a new type of healing drought or something to make plants grow faster. But instead, "What?" They walked to the desk and peered into the jar, then back to Master Wallace. "You've created explosive liquid light? Wh- what is the goal here, what is the function of this?"

Wallace picked up the glowing white jar from the desk, drank a sip of it, and then put it back down. "It just gets like that sometimes. Have a sit, would you." he gestured at the student desk next to his own, the same which now featured a stark black scorch mark.

Riza began an attempt to reach out when Master Wallace picked up the white jar to drink from, but first of all, it was much too late for that, and secondly, there was a bit of the light of madness in the eyes of the old alchemist already. Now that they knew he was in possession of dangerous explosives, they preferred maybe not putting themselves into a place where someone could get more hurt than… drinking the components of the explosives. Instead, they looked to the seat Master Wallace had gestured toward, then adjusted their robes to delicately sit among the scorch mark.

"What are your plans with this?" they continued. Mostly they were concerned he was going to accidentally blow up the Spire, but there were other bad possibilities if they really thought about it. "Alchemy may not be my speciality, but I'm very curious about it nonetheless."

Wallace got up and walked across the room to retrieve a large and shallow clay bowl. Sitting back down, he emptied the glowing yellow and white jars into the container, forming a sort of intensely hot and radiant compound. He acquired his brush and dunked it into the glowing blue jar from the arrangement, flipped the brush upside down and began stirring the mixture, careful to keep Riza in his line of sight in case there was any sort of amusing expression to be had. In a flash, the bright glowing mixture switched to an eery glowing darkness, like an endless pool of night with distant blue and purple clouds vaguely appearing far off.

"Would you mind lending me one of your hairs? Anyone's will do. But when available, well, you know..."

This new form of colour-based alchemy was fascinating to Riza, who was obviously more accustomed to magic that looked very interesting but didn’t work to change physical properties. While most higher-up mages in the Spire might work to withhold or hide their feelings in a moment, Riza was in absolute wonderment at watching this demonstration, and was certainly projecting that fact.

"Oh, uh, certainly, one moment," the mage replied, pulling back their hood, grabbing a strand of hair, and plucking it from its place. They leaned forward and held it out, "Here you are."

Wallace took up the strand. "I should admit that you won't be getting it back," he said as he touched the very tip of the hair into the jar of green liquid. He moved it over the shallow clay bowl and began dipping the hair in and out in very precise locations in the mixture. Each dot created a faint, glowing white speck that slowly floated down to a seemingly random height in the mixture. After some minutes of repeating the process, Wallace leaned back contentedly. He discarded the strand of hair, which had evidently been slowly disintegrating all the while.

"And that is our pattern. Easy to replicate in bulk, I think, with some more black." said the master happily. He dipped his finger in the solution and spread the substance over a small portion of his desk. It looked as though staring up at the night sky, but might more vibrant and lit. He popped the finger in his mouth to remove the remainder of the substance. He leaned in with a furrowed brow, "You wouldn't have a disposition for lifting would you?"

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Spam / Re: Name an animal
« on: February 13, 2021, 01:53:02 am »
Zyqxuwy

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