Re: Quote of the day is back
Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 12:31 am
This place gets better and betterCeldea Luyten: Sere, you should take from poor people..
This place gets better and betterCeldea Luyten: Sere, you should take from poor people..
ANNOUNCEMENT
The Magic Academy sadly announces the death of Janitor Hans in an unfortunate cleaning accident while attempting to throw into the garbage, where it belongs, a statue of Pellandria, being crushed in the process.
Janitor As'tiff'ruk takes his place.
I still find that hilarious * nod*Sonara Stone wrote:I was reading through some older threads and found this hilarious...
ANNOUNCEMENT
The Magic Academy sadly announces the death of Janitor Hans in an unfortunate cleaning accident while attempting to throw into the garbage, where it belongs, a statue of Pellandria, being crushed in the process.
Janitor As'tiff'ruk takes his place.
Outstanding.Nalzaxx wrote:Elsewhere on the mainland, far away from the lands of Gobaith, another letter arrives. Nalzaxx claps his hands with glee, always eager to recieve such messages, and walks hurridly into his study to open the envelope. He settles himself at his desk and dons his spectacles as the dove which carried the envelope flutters onto the top of a nearby hat stand. He breaks the wax seal and, barely able to contain his glee, begins to read the words within;
"News from Gobaith? Oh my!" he says, an excited glint flickering in his ghostly eyes.
"I wonder what important news heralds from a land I have long since abandoned?"
He reads the letter carefully, occasionally pushing up the spectacles on his face, (which became rather tiresome due to his lack of a nose).
"On the 9th of Tanos year 33 Joxia Doral laid claim to the abandoned settlement of the Nordmark." he reads, his voice rising in pitch with each word. He looks across to the dove atop his hat stand with an incredulous look.
"But it is only the 9th of Tanos today! And Gobaith is many miles away! How has one dove achieved such a feat?" he asks in astonishment as he tries to wrap his brain around the concept. Suddenly he jumps from his desk and grabs for the bird, stuffing it away in a cage and rushing towards his laboratory. After many hours of prodding, probing and examining, he had finally managed to unlock the secrets of the bird's incredible speed and endurance. Setting his goblin slaves to work he toiled many hours recreating the intricacies he had uncovered.
Finally, after many weeks of labour (though it was somehow still only 6 in the afternoon) he stepped back and admired his work.
"Marvelous, from now on messages will only take minutes to reach their destination. I shall call this great invention...e-quail."
And thus had Nalzaxx unearthed how former inhabitants of Gobaith heard, from many hundreds of miles away, the latest developments of the land within mere minutes.
Beat me to it ya buggerGrokk wrote:Outstanding.Nalzaxx wrote:Elsewhere on the mainland, far away from the lands of Gobaith, another letter arrives. Nalzaxx claps his hands with glee, always eager to recieve such messages, and walks hurridly into his study to open the envelope. He settles himself at his desk and dons his spectacles as the dove which carried the envelope flutters onto the top of a nearby hat stand. He breaks the wax seal and, barely able to contain his glee, begins to read the words within;
"News from Gobaith? Oh my!" he says, an excited glint flickering in his ghostly eyes.
"I wonder what important news heralds from a land I have long since abandoned?"
He reads the letter carefully, occasionally pushing up the spectacles on his face, (which became rather tiresome due to his lack of a nose).
"On the 9th of Tanos year 33 Joxia Doral laid claim to the abandoned settlement of the Nordmark." he reads, his voice rising in pitch with each word. He looks across to the dove atop his hat stand with an incredulous look.
"But it is only the 9th of Tanos today! And Gobaith is many miles away! How has one dove achieved such a feat?" he asks in astonishment as he tries to wrap his brain around the concept. Suddenly he jumps from his desk and grabs for the bird, stuffing it away in a cage and rushing towards his laboratory. After many hours of prodding, probing and examining, he had finally managed to unlock the secrets of the bird's incredible speed and endurance. Setting his goblin slaves to work he toiled many hours recreating the intricacies he had uncovered.
Finally, after many weeks of labour (though it was somehow still only 6 in the afternoon) he stepped back and admired his work.
"Marvelous, from now on messages will only take minutes to reach their destination. I shall call this great invention...e-quail."
And thus had Nalzaxx unearthed how former inhabitants of Gobaith heard, from many hundreds of miles away, the latest developments of the land within mere minutes.
HilariousGrokk wrote:Outstanding.Nalzaxx wrote:Elsewhere on the mainland, far away from the lands of Gobaith, another letter arrives. Nalzaxx claps his hands with glee, always eager to recieve such messages, and walks hurridly into his study to open the envelope. He settles himself at his desk and dons his spectacles as the dove which carried the envelope flutters onto the top of a nearby hat stand. He breaks the wax seal and, barely able to contain his glee, begins to read the words within;
"News from Gobaith? Oh my!" he says, an excited glint flickering in his ghostly eyes.
"I wonder what important news heralds from a land I have long since abandoned?"
He reads the letter carefully, occasionally pushing up the spectacles on his face, (which became rather tiresome due to his lack of a nose).
"On the 9th of Tanos year 33 Joxia Doral laid claim to the abandoned settlement of the Nordmark." he reads, his voice rising in pitch with each word. He looks across to the dove atop his hat stand with an incredulous look.
"But it is only the 9th of Tanos today! And Gobaith is many miles away! How has one dove achieved such a feat?" he asks in astonishment as he tries to wrap his brain around the concept. Suddenly he jumps from his desk and grabs for the bird, stuffing it away in a cage and rushing towards his laboratory. After many hours of prodding, probing and examining, he had finally managed to unlock the secrets of the bird's incredible speed and endurance. Setting his goblin slaves to work he toiled many hours recreating the intricacies he had uncovered.
Finally, after many weeks of labour (though it was somehow still only 6 in the afternoon) he stepped back and admired his work.
"Marvelous, from now on messages will only take minutes to reach their destination. I shall call this great invention...e-quail."
And thus had Nalzaxx unearthed how former inhabitants of Gobaith heard, from many hundreds of miles away, the latest developments of the land within mere minutes.
Outstanding.[/quote]Nalzaxx wrote:Elsewhere on the mainland, far away from the lands of Gobaith, another letter arrives. Nalzaxx claps his hands with glee, always eager to recieve such messages, and walks hurridly into his study to open the envelope. He settles himself at his desk and dons his spectacles as the dove which carried the envelope flutters onto the top of a nearby hat stand. He breaks the wax seal and, barely able to contain his glee, begins to read the words within;
"News from Gobaith? Oh my!" he says, an excited glint flickering in his ghostly eyes.
"I wonder what important news heralds from a land I have long since abandoned?"
He reads the letter carefully, occasionally pushing up the spectacles on his face, (which became rather tiresome due to his lack of a nose).
"On the 9th of Tanos year 33 Joxia Doral laid claim to the abandoned settlement of the Nordmark." he reads, his voice rising in pitch with each word. He looks across to the dove atop his hat stand with an incredulous look.
"But it is only the 9th of Tanos today! And Gobaith is many miles away! How has one dove achieved such a feat?" he asks in astonishment as he tries to wrap his brain around the concept. Suddenly he jumps from his desk and grabs for the bird, stuffing it away in a cage and rushing towards his laboratory. After many hours of prodding, probing and examining, he had finally managed to unlock the secrets of the bird's incredible speed and endurance. Setting his goblin slaves to work he toiled many hours recreating the intricacies he had uncovered.
Finally, after many weeks of labour (though it was somehow still only 6 in the afternoon) he stepped back and admired his work.
"Marvelous, from now on messages will only take minutes to reach their destination. I shall call this great invention...e-quail."
And thus had Nalzaxx unearthed how former inhabitants of Gobaith heard, from many hundreds of miles away, the latest developments of the land within mere minutes.
Amazing.Qeewee wrote:HilariousGrokk wrote:Outstanding.Nalzaxx wrote:Elsewhere on the mainland, far away from the lands of Gobaith, another letter arrives. Nalzaxx claps his hands with glee, always eager to recieve such messages, and walks hurridly into his study to open the envelope. He settles himself at his desk and dons his spectacles as the dove which carried the envelope flutters onto the top of a nearby hat stand. He breaks the wax seal and, barely able to contain his glee, begins to read the words within;
"News from Gobaith? Oh my!" he says, an excited glint flickering in his ghostly eyes.
"I wonder what important news heralds from a land I have long since abandoned?"
He reads the letter carefully, occasionally pushing up the spectacles on his face, (which became rather tiresome due to his lack of a nose).
"On the 9th of Tanos year 33 Joxia Doral laid claim to the abandoned settlement of the Nordmark." he reads, his voice rising in pitch with each word. He looks across to the dove atop his hat stand with an incredulous look.
"But it is only the 9th of Tanos today! And Gobaith is many miles away! How has one dove achieved such a feat?" he asks in astonishment as he tries to wrap his brain around the concept. Suddenly he jumps from his desk and grabs for the bird, stuffing it away in a cage and rushing towards his laboratory. After many hours of prodding, probing and examining, he had finally managed to unlock the secrets of the bird's incredible speed and endurance. Setting his goblin slaves to work he toiled many hours recreating the intricacies he had uncovered.
Finally, after many weeks of labour (though it was somehow still only 6 in the afternoon) he stepped back and admired his work.
"Marvelous, from now on messages will only take minutes to reach their destination. I shall call this great invention...e-quail."
And thus had Nalzaxx unearthed how former inhabitants of Gobaith heard, from many hundreds of miles away, the latest developments of the land within mere minutes.
(49528597)! Athian: tsk tsk...this is hairy..
Kaidan Firestone: you should fold
Kaidan Firestone: (( but dont really say fold!))
(49528597) Athian: I think you should..
(49528597) Athian: check
Melissa: Seat 1 checks.
Melissa: Seat 3, it is your turn.
Kaidan Firestone: ((if you dont want too, dont ever say fold in a sentence when it is your turn))
Melissa: Seat 3 folds.
Melissa: Seat 1 wins 54.15.
Kaidan Firestone: f***
AHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAKorwin wrote:(49528597)! Athian: tsk tsk...this is hairy..
Kaidan Firestone: you should fold
Kaidan Firestone: (( but dont really say fold!))
(49528597) Athian: I think you should..
(49528597) Athian: check
Melissa: Seat 1 checks.
Melissa: Seat 3, it is your turn.
Kaidan Firestone: ((if you dont want too, dont ever say fold in a sentence when it is your turn))
Melissa: Seat 3 folds.
Melissa: Seat 1 wins 54.15.
Kaidan Firestone: f***
Oh, I beg to differ...Kaidan Firestone wrote:That was not funny.
I don't know about Kaiden and Orren but i nearly laughed myself into an aneurysm, thanks for the free money ^^Sonara Stone wrote:Oh, I beg to differ...Kaidan Firestone wrote:That was not funny.
LMAOKaidan Firestone: The only mage here is a pregnant woman.. I am mildly alarmed..
ahh, where are those good old days when one had just to say something outlandish and never be questioned...take a look at the board and gets a bit angry and disappionted about that her decicions had been questioned and rips the parchment that ferin wrote away before anyone else can read it
Junior Giant wrote:I hope the RP's win over the PG's, this is probably just an empty hope.
har har, he hab hope in da communty ob rp'ers?Matron wrote:Junior Giant wrote:I hope the RP's win over the PG's, this is probably just an empty hope.
The Kingdom celebrates it's great King who has again achieved a glorious victory.
Großes Siegespicknick in Kumdah/Big victory picnic in Kumdah
And they make such a cute couple.And shoulder on shoulder they leave the town....
'Paddy'O': sure you dont want a grape?
'Paddy'O' tries his best to be seductive as he eats one
Skull': Meh lub this town
...Tyl Reinayor wrote:Besonderer Dank geht an Djironnyma für ein langes und intensives Gespräch.