Prajax: What's your name? Nunya: Nunya. Prajax: Nunya what? Nunya: Nunya Business. Prajax: What are you reading? Nunya: It's a book. Very low tech. Prajax: What brings you to a place like this? Nunya: Well, I used to be a spacer like you, then I took a bullet in the knee.
∘ (Newbie): Skragna says, "How do I buy this shield if it keeps telling me to BUY SHIELD CONFIRM, but BUY SHIELD CONFIRM is just telling me to BUY SHIELD CONFIRM."
Feraluna has called for the honoring of Razzy for the following reason: somehow setting Reynolds on fire, killing someone, and then calling for her own besmirching.
I'm not quoting this so much for the contents of the individual quote itself, but rather as an example and some overall commentary for fellow political peeps:
INFORMATION REQUEST: If you own a functioning corporation, please send SYLT a MESSAGE with the name, your title and a blurb about the business. Citizen owned corporations will become listed in FHELP CITIZEN CORP.
WARNING: I will be employing the CCCU you check the legitimacy.
As always, if you have suggestions, please send them along to me. I am always interested in information that will assist the Celestine Ascendancy as a whole.
FHELP INDEX will display the datafiles still in the works. They are marked by **.
Regards,
Ambassador Sylt V'el
CEO AICo
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The irony in the Late Capitalism of Celestine Ascendancy cracks me up. And I mean that in the best of ways. Never change, CA.
"They are elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty." — Oscar Wilde
"I'll take care of it, Luke said. And because he said it instead of her, I knew he meant kill. That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before." — Margaret Atwood
You acknowledge Goyd Eeker in greeting.
Goyd says, "A quality-oriented alliance has a cutting-edge relationship in corporate context."
You acknowledge Goyd Eeker in greeting.
Goyd says, "Experienced administrators all know that the best reality check raises a flag over execution."
You acknowledge Goyd Eeker in greeting.
Goyd says, "Culture changes really sign off on closure. If we can foresee the benefits of a design-driven writeoff, that will assure us a paradigm shift."
You acknowledge Goyd Eeker in greeting.
Goyd says, "Disclosure easily empowers the benefit, so a teamwork-oriented goal gets your input on a task-driven context."
You acknowledge Goyd Eeker in greeting.
Goyd says, "In order to obtain mobile resolutions, we took a close look at the win-win workgroup to understand the deliverables."
You acknowledge Goyd Eeker in greeting.
Goyd says, "Impactful leadership positions step up to the challenge of the solutions."
You acknowledge Goyd Eeker in greeting.
Goyd says, "Core competencies are opportunities to shine."
You acknowledge Goyd Eeker in greeting.
Goyd says, "We must be certain that strategic missions have operating capital, otherwise other channels will pass the baton concerning synergistic schedules."
You acknowledge Goyd Eeker in greeting.
Goyd says, "If we can foresee the benefits of compliant deliverables, then disclosure will assure us that red flags are put in place."
You acknowledge Goyd Eeker in greeting.
Goyd says, "Our peer-led workgroups simply can not operate within such an extensible transition phase."
These corporate jargon generators had me in absolute stitches. I spent so long trying to figure out what they were actually saying before I finally realised they were saying nothing at all.
"They are elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty." — Oscar Wilde
"I'll take care of it, Luke said. And because he said it instead of her, I knew he meant kill. That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before." — Margaret Atwood
@Zack it appears your signature has inspired some changes ...
You acknowledge Rary Pin in greeting.
Rary says to you, "I would lay down my life for the Navarch. Touch her at your peril."
(Touched her, it didn't echo.)
Rary roars in anger.
Rary yells, "How dare you! I'll have your head for this!".
Leonine features set in concentration, Rary Pin snatches out a hand to pinch the nerve of your shoulder with an iron grip, pain and numbness searing through your whole body.
Quick as lightning, Rary Pin snatches her sidearm off her belt and fires a searing bolt of energy at you.
You prepare to crash out of the room, heading to the northeast.
Running straight at you, wings spread, Rary Pin fires a bolt of energy from her blaster directly at your face.
You skillfully avoid some of the damage!
You cease attempting to crash out of the room.
You prepare to crash out of the room, heading to the northeast.
Leonine features set in concentration, Rary Pin snatches out a hand to pinch the nerve of your shoulder with an iron grip, pain and numbness searing through your whole body.
"They are elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty." — Oscar Wilde
"I'll take care of it, Luke said. And because he said it instead of her, I knew he meant kill. That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before." — Margaret Atwood
Description: Short for his race, and with a stout, barrel-chested build, this W'hoorn man has a distinctly nervous, almost constipated expression on his face. His beady eyes blink rapidly, and he appears to be chewing gum almost all the time. Dressed in a double-breasted suit in the latest fashion, he nonetheless manages to appear somewhat rumpled, as if he had just been found hiding in the bushes. His pale wings are a bit small, tucked tight behind his back, and his hair is a flaxen mop atop his head.
Strength: You estimate that he is about as strong as you.
Spicer steps behind his podium and begins to push it back and forth in agitation.
Spicer says, "I'm the press secretary! I'm the press secretary!"
You acknowledge Spicer Mog in greeting.
Spicer says to you, "The Navarch had more crowds at her inauguration than any W'hoorn in history!"
You acknowledge Spicer Mog in greeting.
Spicer snaps at a nearby aide, "I need some more chewing gum! Pronto!".
You acknowledge Spicer Mog in greeting.
Spicer says to you, "The allegation that the Navarch is somehow involved in Ry'nari collusion is ridiculous, and the administration denies it wholeheartedly!"
Pahahahahaha.
"They are elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty." — Oscar Wilde
"I'll take care of it, Luke said. And because he said it instead of her, I knew he meant kill. That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before." — Margaret Atwood
A nightstalker mauls you with a devastating swipe of its claws. You collapse to the ground, killed by a nightstalker. A polished bezoar, a flask of golden ichor, a hunk of oozing flesh, a flat curving bone, and a sheet of chitin fall from your lifeless hands. [Mindsim]: You drop to level 29, feeling a commensurate reduction in your might.
You have lost 8 Techcraft as a result of your level loss. You are no longer able to use the 'Explorer' title. Health: 0/2290 PT: 0 [-W-] You have recovered your balance. Health: 0/2290 PT: 0 [BW-] Your bot can again shoot a spike. Health: 0/2290 PT: 0 [BW-] Damage Dealt: 59 impact Health: 0/2290 PT: 0 [BW-] Damage Dealt: 66 impact <-- Junkjet shards falling out You have slain a nightstalker. You wrench out the nightstalker's fangs, but the tip snaps off under the pressure. [Mindsim]: Boldly gaining in experiences throughout the Sector, you are propelled to level 30: An audacious explorer!
[Mindsim]: For your deeds, you may now be known by the title "Explorer."
[Mindsim]: You have been awarded 8 stat points for reaching level 30.
You are now able to use the 'Explorer' title, called 'explorer'. You salvage a jointed spine, a lump of greasy fat, and a cryotube of a single DNA sample from the lifeless remains.
"a roving Cleax patrol drone's ship shudders as a roving Cleax patrol drone fires a sizzling blast of hot light through the void at the vessel."
I didn't touch him...I think he ran into the sun, haha.
As T'rath has pierced the veil, so will I, and so will my life become complete in a good death. Jin VOTE FOR STARMOURN
Tecton-Today at 6:17 PM
teehee b.u.t.t. pirates
GrootToday at 2:16 PM if there's no kittens in space I'm going on a rampage TectonToday at 2:17 PM They're called w'hoorn, Groot sets out a saucer of milk
I literally read the first line in the voice of the orc peon without realizing it and then I was like, wouldn't it be cool if it weren't only in my head and he would actually say "Work, work". AND I GREETED AGAIN
"They are elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty." — Oscar Wilde
"I'll take care of it, Luke said. And because he said it instead of her, I knew he meant kill. That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before." — Margaret Atwood
I literally read the first line in the voice of the orc peon without realizing it and then I was like, wouldn't it be cool if it weren't only in my head and he would actually say "Work, work". AND I GREETED AGAIN
Pushing a box covered in a black shroud, Kaypar sits down and gazes out over the cliffs.
You say, "I'm gonna miss you, little buddy. I feel like our time together was so short."
You sniffle softly.
You say, "Goodbye, Co-Pilot."
You give a stuffed Xariel doll a hug.
The doll feels soft and comforting to hug.
Message #10 from (system): A stuffed Xariel doll has perished.
You stand up.
Dramatically reaching out to grab the black shroud over the box, Kaypar pulls, revealing the contents of a formglass case. Inside is a stuffed Xariel doll. It's been carefully suspended inside, wearing a small, makeshift breathing mask.
Kaypar coos in a workable imitation of the gurgling, draining fluids in a cloning bay.
You say, "Co-Pilot, I didn't know you signed up with HETE!"
You give a pained sigh.
You say, "...this is coming out of MY account, isn't it."
You pick up a stuffed Xariel doll from a formglass display case.
You give a stuffed Xariel doll a hug.
The doll feels soft and comforting to hug.
(Scatterhome): Ehde says, "I prefer a cutting a perfect line down a gas cloud with the ole scoops to sex any day."
As T'rath has pierced the veil, so will I, and so will my life become complete in a good death. Jin VOTE FOR STARMOURN
Tecton-Today at 6:17 PM
teehee b.u.t.t. pirates
GrootToday at 2:16 PM if there's no kittens in space I'm going on a rampage TectonToday at 2:17 PM They're called w'hoorn, Groot sets out a saucer of milk
(Scatterhome): Lunaga says, "So i wonder, to beasts like, urinate in their suits? Some seem fascinated with staying in them, all the time."
(Scatterhome): Sessan says, "They have systems for waste disposal."
(Scatterhome): Sessan says, "Just... saying."
(Scatterhome): Fiachna says, "Them are very complete suits."
(Scatterhome): Nykara says, "I only pull the catheter out on the really kinky days."
(Scatterhome): Lunaga says, "So, diapers, or like a high colonic plug?"
(Scatterhome): Pumkin says, "...hahahaha."
(Scatterhome): Sessan says, "It's not so bad really. Eventually the rubbing gets to be familiar."
(Scatterhome): Poet says, "Oh sweet void..."
(Scatterhome): Brantar says, "Well, this is quite a comm exchange to wake up to..."
(Scatterhome): Nykara says, "Tube just goes straight up your ventrat consumes the contents before you even notice it."
(Scatterhome): Brantar says, "I do believe this is not Tukkav business. You little folks enjoy. ."
(Scatterhome): Lunaga says, "Well, thats unique."
(Scatterhome): Nykara says, "Holy flakk I'm flakking with you. C'mon. Do ANY of you actually stop to use the restroom? Busy busy nanites, people, sheesh."
(Scatterhome): Sessan says, "I was going to let them keep thinking I peed in my suit."
(Scatterhome): Lunaga says, "I prefer to have some time to sit and read, atleast!"
(Scatterhome): Nykara says, "Huh."
(Scatterhome): Nykara says, "Sorry you have to make up excuses."
(Scatterhome): Sessan says, "Ah, well. Secret's out. No one pisses anymore."
(Scatterhome): Nykara says, "Well, that's not true, there are latrines everywhere. But wetwiring's nice."
(Scatterhome): Nykara says, "Haha. Wetwiring."
(Scatterhome): Sessan says, "I mean, I could take the time to use a latrine or be you know, an engine of destruction girded in heavy weapons. Kind of an obvious choice really."
As T'rath has pierced the veil, so will I, and so will my life become complete in a good death. Jin VOTE FOR STARMOURN
Tecton-Today at 6:17 PM
teehee b.u.t.t. pirates
GrootToday at 2:16 PM if there's no kittens in space I'm going on a rampage TectonToday at 2:17 PM They're called w'hoorn, Groot sets out a saucer of milk
Needs more characters to post so have this useless line.
Feraluna has called for the honoring of Razzy for the following reason: somehow setting Reynolds on fire, killing someone, and then calling for her own besmirching.
(Celestine): Vaxis says, "Gotta say? The Decheeran in Sabiak are damn generous for some very easy work." (Celestine): Viola says, "Sounds like you got to the root of their problem." (Celestine): You say, "Leaf some of it for the rest of us, Vaxis." (Celestine): Vaxis says, "I hope you both get itches on the bottom of your feet that you can't scratch." (Celestine): Zhulkarn says, "There are professional companies for that, Vaxis." (Celestine): Viola says, "Yeah I'd just like. Pay someone." (Celestine): Vaxis says, "Wait...do other races' feet not itch when they go into liver failure? Is that a human thing?" (Celestine): Viola says, "Dunno Vax. Never come across it before." (Celestine): Vaxis says, "Really? Never had internal system cascade failure?" (Celestine): Viola says, "Sure but my feet didn't ITCH I don't think." (Celestine): Viola says, "It was like. Moderately agonizing?" (Celestine): You say, "Liver failure? That's a sap rising amount of vitrol, Vaxis. Really woodn't have expected that from yew. I see that I'll have to branch out in my replies. Unless your bark is worse than your bite, I guess. Anyhow, boll's in your quark." (Celestine): Ren says, "Hello again, everyone. What did I miss?" (Celestine): Zhulkarn says, "Someone has stabbed with the kith-blade and now simply twisting it." (Celestine): Viola says, "Grek's flakkin' hideous puns REn." (Celestine): Vaxis says, "Okay, I take it back. That's not Grek, that's a Fatar infilitrator acting on behalf of the Krel to cause me agony." (Celestine): Oacena says, "There seems to be a lot of MindSim glitches lately." (Celestine): You say, "Yep, Vaxis. I'm secretly working with the Fatar to administer your.... pun-ishment." (Celestine): Vaxis says, "She admits it...someone arrest her." (Celestine): Viola says, "'fraid puns aren't illegal." (Celestine): Vaxis says, "She just admited to working with the Fatar! That's like...sedition or something!" (Celestine): Ren says, "Ah, interesting form of comedy. I will take notes to practice later!" (Celestine): Viola says, "Y'know that's true the Fatar ARE listed under treason as Assholes We Don't Like." (Celestine): Viola says, "And I believe they are there AT Grek's suggestion." (Celestine): Vaxis says, "The real Grek would want us to stop this evil." (Celestine): You say, "They should knot. Freedom of speech is a vital plank of our society. And blast, you've twigged to my scheme: to weaken our morale by telling everyone terrible jokes. Sobi it: when I go to the firing squad, my secret pun masters will Decheeran me on." (Celestine): Urid says, "Grek. You are making my antennae ache." (Celestine): Viola says, "I just hope we aren't logging this." (Celestine): Ren says, "I am!" (Celestine): Vaxis says, "I think my mindsim's VI is weeping. I didn't know it could do that." (Celestine): Zhulkarn says, "Ms. Grek is great at improvising." // (Note for non-Celestine: Grek's military title is "Improviser") (Celestine): Viola says, "She's something that's for sure." (Celestine): You say, "It's simply a matter of keeping one's mind timber and building up a proper grove before you get into the thicket things. To simply lumber along does not suffice: the pun is a mighty bower to weald and a potent skill to arbour. I could grow firth on this topic at great length, of course, but I'm sure we all pine for it to end. I have made my stand, and now it is time to take my bough." (Celestine): Viola says, "ARRIGHT THIS HAS LUMBERED ON LONG ENOUGH." (Celestine): Viola says, "And I know you did that one." (Celestine): You say, "...wait, darn. I could have used 'coppice' for 'suffice', probably." (Celestine): Ren says, "I don't think there's anything wrong with this kind of jokes! I certainly... wood like to hear more." (Celestine): Doru says, "Please. No more." (Celestine): Viola says, "I think the citizens would prefer we not uh. Em-bark further on this venture." (Celestine): Ren says, "Oh, if you insist. That is, uhm. Pine with me, then." (Celestine): Zhulkarn says, "I suppose we should better put this discussion into a cacoon now." (Celestine): Zhulkarn says, "Cocoon rather." (Celestine): Doru says, "Please. No more."
Comments
Nunya: Nunya.
Prajax: Nunya what?
Nunya: Nunya Business.
Prajax: What are you reading?
Nunya: It's a book. Very low tech.
Prajax: What brings you to a place like this?
Nunya: Well, I used to be a spacer like you, then I took a bullet in the knee.
"Before enlightenment, chop wood, carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood, carry water".
∘ (Newbie): Pollivar says, "Try BUY SHIELD CONFIRM CONFIRM."
I laughed way too hard.
I love Zneer.
The irony in the Late Capitalism of Celestine Ascendancy cracks me up. And I mean that in the best of ways. Never change, CA.
— Oscar Wilde
"I'll take care of it, Luke said. And because he said it instead of her, I knew he meant kill. That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before."
— Margaret Atwood
Gemini tells you, "Awww
Gemini tells you, "You put the FLIP in Flipilaria."
@Aurelius Why'd you put Brock Lesnar into a level 40 area? That should at least be level 70.
(Newbie): Administrator Jumpy says, "No."
These corporate jargon generators had me in absolute stitches. I spent so long trying to figure out what they were actually saying before I finally realised they were saying nothing at all.
— Oscar Wilde
"I'll take care of it, Luke said. And because he said it instead of her, I knew he meant kill. That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before."
— Margaret Atwood
You tell a polymorphic antivirus, "Oh BOO! I'll have to save up credits."
I had no idea that antiviruses could be talked to!
- Ilyos (August 2019)
(Touched her, it didn't echo.)
— Oscar Wilde
"I'll take care of it, Luke said. And because he said it instead of her, I knew he meant kill. That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before."
— Margaret Atwood
-- Press Secretary Spicer Mog (#2124) ----------------------------------------
Race: W'hoorn Gender: Male
Affiliation: Unknown Status: Healthy
Description: Short for his race, and with a stout, barrel-chested build, this W'hoorn man has a distinctly nervous, almost constipated expression on his face. His beady eyes blink rapidly, and he appears to be chewing gum almost all the time. Dressed in a double-breasted suit in the latest fashion, he nonetheless manages to appear somewhat rumpled, as if he had just been found hiding in the bushes. His pale wings are a bit small, tucked tight behind his back, and his hair is a flaxen mop atop his head.
Strength: You estimate that he is about as strong as you.
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You acknowledge Spicer Mog in greeting.
Spicer steps behind his podium and begins to push it back and forth in agitation.
Spicer says, "I'm the press secretary! I'm the press secretary!"
You acknowledge Spicer Mog in greeting.
Spicer says to you, "The Navarch had more crowds at her inauguration than any W'hoorn in history!"
You acknowledge Spicer Mog in greeting.
Spicer snaps at a nearby aide, "I need some more chewing gum! Pronto!".
You acknowledge Spicer Mog in greeting.
Spicer says to you, "The allegation that the Navarch is somehow involved in Ry'nari collusion is ridiculous, and the administration denies it wholeheartedly!"
— Oscar Wilde
"I'll take care of it, Luke said. And because he said it instead of her, I knew he meant kill. That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before."
— Margaret Atwood
You collapse to the ground, killed by a nightstalker.
A polished bezoar, a flask of golden ichor, a hunk of oozing flesh, a flat
curving bone, and a sheet of chitin fall from your lifeless hands.
[Mindsim]: You drop to level 29, feeling a commensurate reduction in your might.
You are no longer able to use the 'Explorer' title.
Health: 0/2290 PT: 0 [-W-]
You have recovered your balance.
Health: 0/2290 PT: 0 [BW-]
Your bot can again shoot a spike.
Health: 0/2290 PT: 0 [BW-]
Damage Dealt: 59 impact
Health: 0/2290 PT: 0 [BW-]
Damage Dealt: 66 impact <-- Junkjet shards falling out
You have slain a nightstalker.
You wrench out the nightstalker's fangs, but the tip snaps off under the
pressure.
[Mindsim]: Boldly gaining in experiences throughout the Sector, you are
propelled to level 30: An audacious explorer!
You salvage a jointed spine, a lump of greasy fat, and a cryotube of a single
DNA sample from the lifeless remains.
I didn't touch him...I think he ran into the sun, haha.
Jin
VOTE FOR STARMOURN
if there's no kittens in space
I'm going on a rampage
TectonToday at 2:17 PM
They're called w'hoorn, Groot
sets out a saucer of milk
I literally read the first line in the voice of the orc peon without realizing it and then I was like, wouldn't it be cool if it weren't only in my head and he would actually say "Work, work".
AND I GREETED AGAIN
AND HE DID!!!!!
Hope y'all get the reference
— Oscar Wilde
"I'll take care of it, Luke said. And because he said it instead of her, I knew he meant kill. That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before."
— Margaret Atwood
Battle of the Fours!Pushing a box covered in a black shroud, Kaypar sits down and gazes out over the cliffs.
You say, "I'm gonna miss you, little buddy. I feel like our time together was so short."
You sniffle softly.
You say, "Goodbye, Co-Pilot."
You give a stuffed Xariel doll a hug.
The doll feels soft and comforting to hug.
Message #10 from (system): A stuffed Xariel doll has perished.
You stand up.
Dramatically reaching out to grab the black shroud over the box, Kaypar pulls, revealing the contents of a formglass case. Inside is a stuffed Xariel doll. It's been carefully suspended inside, wearing a small, makeshift breathing mask.
Kaypar coos in a workable imitation of the gurgling, draining fluids in a cloning bay.
You say, "Co-Pilot, I didn't know you signed up with HETE!"
You give a pained sigh.
You say, "...this is coming out of MY account, isn't it."
You pick up a stuffed Xariel doll from a formglass display case.
You give a stuffed Xariel doll a hug.
The doll feels soft and comforting to hug.
Jin
VOTE FOR STARMOURN
if there's no kittens in space
I'm going on a rampage
TectonToday at 2:17 PM
They're called w'hoorn, Groot
sets out a saucer of milk
Jin
VOTE FOR STARMOURN
if there's no kittens in space
I'm going on a rampage
TectonToday at 2:17 PM
They're called w'hoorn, Groot
sets out a saucer of milk
Needs more characters to post so have this useless line.
(Celestine): Viola says, "Sounds like you got to the root of their problem."
(Celestine): You say, "Leaf some of it for the rest of us, Vaxis."
(Celestine): Vaxis says, "I hope you both get itches on the bottom of your feet that you can't scratch."
(Celestine): Zhulkarn says, "There are professional companies for that, Vaxis."
(Celestine): Viola says, "Yeah I'd just like. Pay someone."
(Celestine): Vaxis says, "Wait...do other races' feet not itch when they go into liver failure? Is that a human thing?"
(Celestine): Viola says, "Dunno Vax. Never come across it before."
(Celestine): Vaxis says, "Really? Never had internal system cascade failure?"
(Celestine): Viola says, "Sure but my feet didn't ITCH I don't think."
(Celestine): Viola says, "It was like. Moderately agonizing?"
(Celestine): You say, "Liver failure? That's a sap rising amount of vitrol, Vaxis. Really woodn't have expected that from yew. I see that I'll have to branch out in my replies. Unless your bark is worse than your bite, I guess. Anyhow, boll's in your quark."
(Celestine): Ren says, "Hello again, everyone. What did I miss?"
(Celestine): Zhulkarn says, "Someone has stabbed with the kith-blade and now simply twisting it."
(Celestine): Viola says, "Grek's flakkin' hideous puns REn."
(Celestine): Vaxis says, "Okay, I take it back. That's not Grek, that's a Fatar infilitrator acting on behalf of the Krel to cause me agony."
(Celestine): Oacena says, "There seems to be a lot of MindSim glitches lately."
(Celestine): You say, "Yep, Vaxis. I'm secretly working with the Fatar to administer your.... pun-ishment."
(Celestine): Vaxis says, "She admits it...someone arrest her."
(Celestine): Viola says, "'fraid puns aren't illegal."
(Celestine): Vaxis says, "She just admited to working with the Fatar! That's like...sedition or something!"
(Celestine): Ren says, "Ah, interesting form of comedy. I will take notes to practice later!"
(Celestine): Viola says, "Y'know that's true the Fatar ARE listed under treason as Assholes We Don't Like."
(Celestine): Viola says, "And I believe they are there AT Grek's suggestion."
(Celestine): Vaxis says, "The real Grek would want us to stop this evil."
(Celestine): You say, "They should knot. Freedom of speech is a vital plank of our society. And blast, you've twigged to my scheme: to weaken our morale by telling everyone terrible jokes. Sobi it: when I go to the firing squad, my secret pun masters will Decheeran me on."
(Celestine): Urid says, "Grek. You are making my antennae ache."
(Celestine): Viola says, "I just hope we aren't logging this."
(Celestine): Ren says, "I am!"
(Celestine): Vaxis says, "I think my mindsim's VI is weeping. I didn't know it could do that."
(Celestine): Zhulkarn says, "Ms. Grek is great at improvising." // (Note for non-Celestine: Grek's military title is "Improviser")
(Celestine): Viola says, "She's something that's for sure."
(Celestine): You say, "It's simply a matter of keeping one's mind timber and building up a proper grove before you get into the thicket things. To simply lumber along does not suffice: the pun is a mighty bower to weald and a potent skill to arbour. I could grow firth on this topic at great length, of course, but I'm sure we all pine for it to end. I have made my stand, and now it is time to take my bough."
(Celestine): Viola says, "ARRIGHT THIS HAS LUMBERED ON LONG ENOUGH."
(Celestine): Viola says, "And I know you did that one."
(Celestine): You say, "...wait, darn. I could have used 'coppice' for 'suffice', probably."
(Celestine): Ren says, "I don't think there's anything wrong with this kind of jokes! I certainly... wood like to hear more."
(Celestine): Doru says, "Please. No more."
(Celestine): Viola says, "I think the citizens would prefer we not uh. Em-bark further on this venture."
(Celestine): Ren says, "Oh, if you insist. That is, uhm. Pine with me, then."
(Celestine): Zhulkarn says, "I suppose we should better put this discussion into a cacoon now."
(Celestine): Zhulkarn says, "Cocoon rather."
(Celestine): Doru says, "Please. No more."
[Marks]: Your mark balance has been adjusted by 666.