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I'm still here ( And mildly to moderately queer ) Though I worry for Devo <.<;; Been a while since they said they were going to post
This is a dream come true! This is a wonderful find! You know you were working in the right direction, you felt it right in your bones! What is it you found exactly. Why its a Snake shaped bit of white jade. You just happen to know a troll who has a thing for unique rocks who also has a slither-beast lusus. You add it to the sack of other present rocks. You finally found the center piece of your rocky present collection.
===> Capture log completed Present bag
You capture log the bag, carefully memorizing which geode is the one holding your present. You skedaddle back to your hive proper, navigating the twisty twirl tunnel you made with relative ease. When you retune to your hive proper you are unsurprised to find your Dig-beast of a Mole-Dad is digging about in one of your piles of various finds about in your room. Freaking mole-dad, always getting into your junk. Eating your collection of crystals and gems. You know he's just taking care of the extreme clutter that comes from your horde, but honestly, he can dig up his own precious stones for dinner darn it.
===> Stealth past your lusus and check on your game!
You quietly sneak past mole dad to check on the game down load. Perhaps if you're one of the first to finish you can be playing with your flush-crush directly :# now that would be fantastic.
BUT ALAS Mole dad has awoken! And of course he is being a nosey
===> STRIFE
You engage in combat with mole father, brandishing your drill and revving it try and ward him off. Today he is unimpressed by your threatening display. He takes a parental swipe at you, knocking you squarely on your ass. You hop back up and rush forward and swing your drill at your surly Lusus. He parries it with ease and goes to enfold you in both enormous arms. Gosh darn it Dad, Aren't I too old for hugs! geez! You deftly step back from the loving embrace and attempt to use your powers to push a great deal of earth at the fraternal fauna, but the big mole beast taught you everything you know about tunneling and digs through the flung earth with minimal effort. You grit your slightly busted fangs and do a youth roll over to your pile of crystals and grab a handful of big ones, and use your powers once more to send them zipping down a tunnel. The ploy worked, and mole dad lumbers after the rocketing rocks like a wrigglier after iced sugared water on a stick.
===> Communicate with your friend, let him know his present is ready and on the way
That is a great idea, but first you check on your DL of the mystery game. Seems to be almost done. Your computer has seen better days, but it is just about finished doing its thing. Hopefully...maybe. God you need an upgrade. Should maybe talk to your tech buddy about that, oh heay, speak of the devil. Seems they got something on their mind
===> Talk with buddy
Hmmm. hmmmmmmm. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Well no talk of tech upgrades. But seems that underlying tension between your low brood friend and high blood morail is about to bloom into the thorny flower of black-rom. This makes you...uneasy for your friends safety to be honest. But Maybe you are being to paranoid. Perhaps having this sort of relationship will give Mal a constructive and healthy outlit for their junk...Yeah...
===> Enough of this emotional nonsense, Send your gift.
You pull out the Geode from your sylabex containing the rocks and snake like white jade you collected and load it into a little tunnel. You have several tunnels like this all facing different directions. You use them in conjunction with your terrakentic abilities to launch the rock-encosed items from your syldex to friends. Each tunnel is appropriately marked, each acting like a barrel to a cannon aimed at a buddies hive. You close your eyes and focus, remembering the amount of force needed to reach Lemony's annnd
PACHOOOOOOO~!
===> Better send Lemony a message to expect a gift to be arriving soon. But maybe you could be someone else to.
===> Capture log completed Present bag
You capture log the bag, carefully memorizing which geode is the one holding your present. You skedaddle back to your hive proper, navigating the twisty twirl tunnel you made with relative ease. When you retune to your hive proper you are unsurprised to find your Dig-beast of a Mole-Dad is digging about in one of your piles of various finds about in your room. Freaking mole-dad, always getting into your junk. Eating your collection of crystals and gems. You know he's just taking care of the extreme clutter that comes from your horde, but honestly, he can dig up his own precious stones for dinner darn it.
===> Stealth past your lusus and check on your game!
You quietly sneak past mole dad to check on the game down load. Perhaps if you're one of the first to finish you can be playing with your flush-crush directly :# now that would be fantastic.
BUT ALAS Mole dad has awoken! And of course he is being a nosey
===> STRIFE
You engage in combat with mole father, brandishing your drill and revving it try and ward him off. Today he is unimpressed by your threatening display. He takes a parental swipe at you, knocking you squarely on your ass. You hop back up and rush forward and swing your drill at your surly Lusus. He parries it with ease and goes to enfold you in both enormous arms. Gosh darn it Dad, Aren't I too old for hugs! geez! You deftly step back from the loving embrace and attempt to use your powers to push a great deal of earth at the fraternal fauna, but the big mole beast taught you everything you know about tunneling and digs through the flung earth with minimal effort. You grit your slightly busted fangs and do a youth roll over to your pile of crystals and grab a handful of big ones, and use your powers once more to send them zipping down a tunnel. The ploy worked, and mole dad lumbers after the rocketing rocks like a wrigglier after iced sugared water on a stick.
===> Communicate with your friend, let him know his present is ready and on the way
That is a great idea, but first you check on your DL of the mystery game. Seems to be almost done. Your computer has seen better days, but it is just about finished doing its thing. Hopefully...maybe. God you need an upgrade. Should maybe talk to your tech buddy about that, oh heay, speak of the devil. Seems they got something on their mind
===> Talk with buddy
Hmmm. hmmmmmmm. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Well no talk of tech upgrades. But seems that underlying tension between your low brood friend and high blood morail is about to bloom into the thorny flower of black-rom. This makes you...uneasy for your friends safety to be honest. But Maybe you are being to paranoid. Perhaps having this sort of relationship will give Mal a constructive and healthy outlit for their junk...Yeah...
===> Enough of this emotional nonsense, Send your gift.
You pull out the Geode from your sylabex containing the rocks and snake like white jade you collected and load it into a little tunnel. You have several tunnels like this all facing different directions. You use them in conjunction with your terrakentic abilities to launch the rock-encosed items from your syldex to friends. Each tunnel is appropriately marked, each acting like a barrel to a cannon aimed at a buddies hive. You close your eyes and focus, remembering the amount of force needed to reach Lemony's annnd
PACHOOOOOOO~!
===> Better send Lemony a message to expect a gift to be arriving soon. But maybe you could be someone else to.
I'm like half way thought my next post, so I'm down for fitting that into it somewhere :D
So does anyone want to discuss developing black feelings for Leshas? Its an aspect of her character I'd rather like to explore
Well shoot, i was looking forward to the black flirting. Sorry you feel that way and good luck in your other endeavors.
@KiltmanBagz Started up a log between Maluuk and Leshas.
Posted and replied to your log, I'll be one for the next hour or so if you wanted to continue our log-chat-shinanagins
=====> POOF! you are magically someone else
Deep in a dark underground tunnel a young lady troll diligently mines her way along with a sizable drill aperies. Who is this industrious troll?
=====> [Stanknasty Mudguzzeler]
HEY! you cut that out! She is the absolute eldest of this particular group of friends, enemies, frienamies and otherwise loose acquaintances and is far to mature for such as infantile gag.
=====> Leshas Muvaar
That's more like it.
Your name is LESHAS MUVAAR and you are an all around DORK. You dabble in many various nerdy areas, though not nearly as deep in that muck as some of your other cohorts. You are quite found of LIGHT HEARTED TOM FOOLERY, to the point where some people consider you UNATURALLY CHEERFUL. But given your mutation you are quite used to being considered unnatural. Unlike much of your race you live in a SUBTERANIAN HIVE where you spend a great deal of your time happily MINING AND EXCOVATING, mostly to pass time but you do enjoy finding precious STONES, GEMS, METALS, CRYSTALS or whatever you are lucky enough to come across. This has lead to you to become quite the AMATURE JEWLER. Your GEOKENTIC abilities, which include a moderate amount of ferrokenticesim, making the mining and manufacture of such things quite natural to you. Why do you live under ground? Well the sun is dangerous to like...99 percent of trolls but, even the amount of light that is normal for other trolls would UTTERLY BLIND YOU, due to your NIGHT EYES. So yeah, underground is the place to be, though you do a have specialized safety eye wear for whenever you venture out to chill with a pal.
=====> You mentioned you are mining is it currently pleasure or Business?
Oh, er well, hmmm. You see, its a certain trolls wriggling day today, and you've been busy all the past few days trying to find the perfect thing to give them on this auspicious occasion. Just so happens the cutie likes to collect rocks. So you've been mining for something extra special to give them.
=====> Oh, cutie are they? Is someone harboring some flush feelings?
WHAT! HEY NOW! THAT IS NONE OF YOUR BUIS-yes. Yes you are. You tend to be about as subtle as an earthquake so It's kind of painfully obvious to everyone you think. Well, everyone except the one you are feeling flush for. Figures, right? Rumor has it he has more pale thoughts towards you actually.
=====> Speaking of Pale, your mobile is buzzing you.
Ah, tis your Moirail. She put down your drill and stares contemplatively at your mobile com device for a moment. Things have been...tense lately with your long time pale-pal. You are honestly starting to question if your Morailship is still functioning at all. You are honestly not great at such conflicts, so you've sort have been avoiding them. Which is unfair to both of you, you suppose. You should probably answer them...After digging a bit more...yeah...
=====> fine, keep digging you pansy
You will, thank you very much! You've collected quite a few unique and lovely stones for your crush so far, but you are still uniting for a crowning jewel so to speak. Lot a rocks in the sea...well, the ground. Though you suppose there are a lot of rocks at the bottom of the sea floor as well. Besides the point, you have a nice little bag of rocks just waiting to be logged in your Sylladex, along with your case of extra drill bits and 3 busted drill bits, and a few crystal snacks for your mineral munching mole father, who is likely out digging some hella great tunnels as we speak. He's one tireless digger...yep...
=====> wow this is some really pathetic stalling
OKAY OKAY FINE. You'll pester your dang Moirail. Jeez.
=====> See was that so hard
No I guess not. Sorry about all that mess, it just that things have been getting rough between the two of you. They have become more and more...well, let's say 'aggressive' about their beliefs and violence. You're not sure you are able to keep them in check anymore, at which point how much of a moirail are you really? -sigh- friendship is hard sometimes...
=====> Wow, for the cheery one your being a downer, let's be someone else
Deep in a dark underground tunnel a young lady troll diligently mines her way along with a sizable drill aperies. Who is this industrious troll?
=====> [Stanknasty Mudguzzeler]
HEY! you cut that out! She is the absolute eldest of this particular group of friends, enemies, frienamies and otherwise loose acquaintances and is far to mature for such as infantile gag.
=====> Leshas Muvaar
That's more like it.
Your name is LESHAS MUVAAR and you are an all around DORK. You dabble in many various nerdy areas, though not nearly as deep in that muck as some of your other cohorts. You are quite found of LIGHT HEARTED TOM FOOLERY, to the point where some people consider you UNATURALLY CHEERFUL. But given your mutation you are quite used to being considered unnatural. Unlike much of your race you live in a SUBTERANIAN HIVE where you spend a great deal of your time happily MINING AND EXCOVATING, mostly to pass time but you do enjoy finding precious STONES, GEMS, METALS, CRYSTALS or whatever you are lucky enough to come across. This has lead to you to become quite the AMATURE JEWLER. Your GEOKENTIC abilities, which include a moderate amount of ferrokenticesim, making the mining and manufacture of such things quite natural to you. Why do you live under ground? Well the sun is dangerous to like...99 percent of trolls but, even the amount of light that is normal for other trolls would UTTERLY BLIND YOU, due to your NIGHT EYES. So yeah, underground is the place to be, though you do a have specialized safety eye wear for whenever you venture out to chill with a pal.
=====> You mentioned you are mining is it currently pleasure or Business?
Oh, er well, hmmm. You see, its a certain trolls wriggling day today, and you've been busy all the past few days trying to find the perfect thing to give them on this auspicious occasion. Just so happens the cutie likes to collect rocks. So you've been mining for something extra special to give them.
=====> Oh, cutie are they? Is someone harboring some flush feelings?
WHAT! HEY NOW! THAT IS NONE OF YOUR BUIS-yes. Yes you are. You tend to be about as subtle as an earthquake so It's kind of painfully obvious to everyone you think. Well, everyone except the one you are feeling flush for. Figures, right? Rumor has it he has more pale thoughts towards you actually.
=====> Speaking of Pale, your mobile is buzzing you.
Ah, tis your Moirail. She put down your drill and stares contemplatively at your mobile com device for a moment. Things have been...tense lately with your long time pale-pal. You are honestly starting to question if your Morailship is still functioning at all. You are honestly not great at such conflicts, so you've sort have been avoiding them. Which is unfair to both of you, you suppose. You should probably answer them...After digging a bit more...yeah...
=====> fine, keep digging you pansy
You will, thank you very much! You've collected quite a few unique and lovely stones for your crush so far, but you are still uniting for a crowning jewel so to speak. Lot a rocks in the sea...well, the ground. Though you suppose there are a lot of rocks at the bottom of the sea floor as well. Besides the point, you have a nice little bag of rocks just waiting to be logged in your Sylladex, along with your case of extra drill bits and 3 busted drill bits, and a few crystal snacks for your mineral munching mole father, who is likely out digging some hella great tunnels as we speak. He's one tireless digger...yep...
=====> wow this is some really pathetic stalling
OKAY OKAY FINE. You'll pester your dang Moirail. Jeez.
=====> See was that so hard
No I guess not. Sorry about all that mess, it just that things have been getting rough between the two of you. They have become more and more...well, let's say 'aggressive' about their beliefs and violence. You're not sure you are able to keep them in check anymore, at which point how much of a moirail are you really? -sigh- friendship is hard sometimes...
=====> Wow, for the cheery one your being a downer, let's be someone else
Oh how I'd love to but I'm stuck at work for anouther 6 hours :/
I'm ready :D
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