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Wanted by the Helwyr - Voidal Terrorist : Arthur Burke
Ardory replied to Keening's topic in Miscellany
“How did it take this long for people to look at him and realize this?” Soxton Boomstitch notes as he remembers the VERY flamboyant appearance of Arthur including his RAINBOW outfit, aura, and multiple wings. -
A few moments after Maddock sneezed, the poem which lay in Soxton's tiny hands burst into flames. "OH NO!" he screams as the poem continues to burn, yet it did not burn away.
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Big Hat Society #3, Soxton Boomstitch, finds the poem on the door of the Aelwen library and reads it over, his eyes getting more and more energetic as he continues down. He mumbles along to the poem until it finishes. "I need to find this Maddok Tam..." he says at last, a hint of mischief in his tone and a large grin.
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Civil replies in an amendment?
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Unironically should be this and not prophecyslop
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As a reminder to all the weird LOSERS out there, [my side] is always objective righteous and awesome. [Your side] is everything evil and wrong and should be destroyed.
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Damn, 2026 is boring as hell so far.
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If I had a nickel for every nickel I had it would be double the nickels.
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You would drown in nickels.
Hear me out. First nickel becomes two. Those nickels are now “had” and become four. Do you understand what you have doomed yourself to? You will forever have nickels pouring out from whatever place they pour from. Unable to stop the collection of nickels, you will eventually give in to your fate and drown in coin.
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PotatoFan117 (player of Uncle Hick) my first ask me anything
Ardory replied to PotatoFan117's topic in Ask Me Anything
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Soxton Boomstitch saw the missive and yells into the sky in dramatic fashion, “CURSE YOU DOOM TROUUUUPE!” Let it be known that Soxton did not even read the contents, he just saw the flag.
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According to Capture Roleplay rules #2, you have held Metaphobia for more than 2 hours. Unban him please.
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“We have been trapped behind a gate! How are we going to get into the city now?”
The random guy with a recording status:
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Rumor has it, Soxton Boomstitch has a wife and child now.
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SOXTON BOOMSTITCH, Big Hat Society #3, claps his hands together in applause at the Emperor’s powerful response as he shimmers and fades away in front of everyone in the square of the Grand Kingdom of Urguan.
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I have said and I will continue to say that magic is supposed to supplement rp and not revolve around it. If one loses their magic through the whims of others then do something about it irp rather than whine on the forums. Even if people hate the idea of reporting it to mods due to meta suspicions. This tells that they are building an uninteresting and a very shallow character rather than developing it by other means. The time sink to even get a magic is just another story arc rather than the ENTIRE story. I won’t say any more on this due to being a bit more off topic. Msg me if you have any more questions.
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'Twas the night before Lectmas, when all through the keep
Not an experiment was stirring, not even a peep;
The dirty socks were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that Archlector Dante soon would be there;
The Lectors were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of rare materials danced in their heads;
And Clerics in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap,
When out on the hill there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave a lustre of sun's smile to objects below,
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a smogger and eight tiny lect-deer,
With a little old driver so lively and eagar,
I knew in a moment he must be Archlector.
More rapid than eagles his Lectlings they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Oijin! now, Quentin! now Temesch and Trevor!
On, Isaac! on, Abel! on, Paco and Angh-lur!
To the top of the gate! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the lectorate the coursers they flew
With the sleigh full of green signatures, and Dante too—
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof-
The prancing and stomping of each steel-toed boot.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney Dante came with a bound.
He was dressed all in red, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of green signatures he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was covered in snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old Oyashiman,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of my plan;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the dirty socks; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his smogger, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight—
“Happy Lectmas to all, and to all a good night!”
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If you think disconnecting a character from a magic “ruins” that character then you shouldn’t have that magic in the first place.
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