Funny Game Quotes

[Faralil]

You pass through an open door.
Ground floor of the windmill
Filling much of the ground floor of the windmill is a complex array of gears
and levers, all kept in motion by a spinning pole that extends down from the
upper floors of the mill. Near the heart of this contraption stands the
crucial part of the whole mechanism, a large area in which wheat can be fed
in, to be ground into flour by the spinning wheels. Around the perimeter of
the room a rickety wooden staircase leads to the upper floor of the windmill,
while a single door leads out to the northeast.
Weylon, the miller, stands here, his hands covered in flour.
You can progress northeast (an open door) and up.


You ask Weylon, the miller about flour.
Weylon, the miller shakes his head as he says, "Can't say as I've ever heard
of flour."

You giggle at Weylon, the miller happily.

[Xinia]

Maybe it's not really flour he's been using. *rubs nose*

[Faralil]

Xinia wakes from a deep slumber, wiping the sleep from her eyes and drool from
her mouth.

Xinia picks herself up off the ground.

Xinia grunts angrily.

Xinia yawns loudly.

Xinia says, "Sorry, Mister Chyren"

Mister Chyren turns to Xinia and says, "Are you a man in uni-sex clothing? You
sure grunt a lot."

Xinia says, "A-ah"

Xinia looks down, frowning.

Mister Chyren covers his mouth with his hand and coughs.

Xinia says, "No. Does not look like it"

Mister Chyren says, "Right, right."

Xinia raises her eyebrow questioningly.

Xinia says, "You asked. I answer."

[Faralil]

Pyrok eats roast beef.

Pyrok takes a bedroll from inside a backpack.

Pyrok yawns loudly.

Pyrok gives everyone a friendly wave.

Pyrok has just walked north.

You ponder the situation.

You say, "I should eat myself"

Xinia says, "Erm"


Xinia says, "I hear that is dangerous. "

You say, "Er!"

You say, "I mean, I should also eat!"

Xinia chuckles quietly.

Xinia says, "I know"

[Xinia]

1:13:8:531
You take some flint, steel and kindling from your tinderbox. Striking the
flint and steel together you rapidly manage to light the kindling with a few
sparks. Touching the kindling to a torch you soon have it burning.
1849/2240h 280/280m 43xp > l
1:13:8:781
A torch crumbles to dust.

That's right. it took roughly .2 seconds for it to crumble

[Aaridan]

3858/4000h 410/500m >
You take some flint, steel and kindling from your tinderbox. Striking the
flint and steel together you rapidly manage to light the kindling with a few
sparks. Touching the kindling to a torch you soon have it burning.
3858/4000h 410/500m >
A torch crumbles to dust.



Happened to me today. Looks like a bug

[Chyren]

Or it could've been at the end of the life cycle for torches, unless either of you had just bought it.

[Xinia]

yea. I did. I bought another one and lit it and it was fine

[Faralil]

whoops wrong trhead!

[Faralil]

Men are pigs

You say, "What now?"


Tsianina says, "Ummm..."

Tsianina says, "Sing songs and eat berries?"

Tsianina says, "Or eat songs and sing berries?"


You say, "I can't sing too well..."

Tsianina says, "You're good at eating berries though."


You roll your eyes.


At the foot of the Great Oak
Standing at the very centre of the Circle of the Clans, a great oak tree
reaches towards the sky, its boughs reaching out towards the outer rim of the
circle where many standing stones mark a clear perimeter. Gazing up you can
see a solitary wooden building nestled amongst the branches, the Halls of the
Shadow Council, one of the few buildings kept from the days when Ysallyrans
lived only in villages, preserved here in a tree as a memorial to their
heritage, as well as a place of government.
A craggy oak rises into the canopy here, squirrels scampering along its thick
branches. Orin, an elder of the village, sits on a straw mat here. There are
two carts here. A brown horse is here, it is known as, "Fruitcake". A white
horse is here, it is known as, "Chunkles". There are twenty-five Shamen here.
A stone golem squats here. There are fourteen clan warriors of Ysallyra here.
Tsianina is here.


Mister Chyren walks in from the southwest.


Mister Chyren gives a respectful salute.

Tsianina gives an evil little snigger.


You greet Mister Chyren amiably.

Mister Chyren tilts his head curiously towards Tsianina.

Tsianina turns to you and says, "You are, don't try to deny it."



Tsianina curtseys gracefully before Mister Chyren.

Mister Chyren says, "She is what?"

Tsianina says, "Good at eating berries"


Tsianina says, "As opposed to at singing, which is what I'm good at."


You let out a long sigh.



Tsianina says, "Put the two together and you have a good way to spend a
summer's day."


You say, "Eating berries isn't really a skill I'd like to tell people about."

Tsianina breaks out into joyous laughter.

Mister Chyren takes a step back, "Maybe...I came in at the wrong time."

Tsianina's face splits with a broad grin.

Tsianina turns to you and says, "You're the one who brought up skill!"

Mister Chyren mumbles something to himself, causing a rather obnoxious laugh
to erupt a moment later.

You turn to Tsianina and say, "I didn't think you'd tell everyone I was a
greedy berry eater though."


Tsianina says, "I didn't, I was telling you. I didn't know someone was going
to walk in on it!"



Tsianina turns to Mister Chyren and says, "For the record she's good at many
things that have nothing to do with berries."
1560/1560h 70/195m 15xp >
Tsianina turns to you and says, "There, are you satisfied?"
1560/1560h 70/195m 15xp >
Tsianina's face splits with a broad grin.
1560/1560h 70/195m 15xp > em says to $chyren, grimacing, "My sister is afflicted with big mouth, do you know the appropriate cure for that?"

You emote says to Mister Chyren, grimacing, "My sister is afflicted with big
mouth, do you know the appropriate cure for that?"


Mister Chyren is unable to help himself from covering up his amusement any
further, grinning almost from ear to ear as he listens.

Pyrok walks in from the southeast.


Tsianina tickles you mercilessly.


Mister Chyren says, "So...let me get this straight."


You say, "Oh dear."

Mister Chyren turns to you and says, "You're good at using your mouth."

Pyrok says "Greetings," in a friendly manner.


Mister Chyren turns to Tsianina and says, "And you're good at using your
throat."

Pyrok rubs his forehead.


Mister Chyren says, "Right so far, girls?"

Pyrok sits down.

Tsianina says, "Umm... Well... Are we talking about yammering on and on and
on, or singing, or both?"

Mister Chyren gives an evil little snigger.

Tsianina says, "I think they both kind of involve both. Though a lack of shame
helps too."

Pyrok says, "I should hope he is."

Mister Chyren breaks out into joyous laughter.

Mister Chyren says, "Pyrok, shuttit!"



Pyrok rolls his eyes.

Mister Chyren tries to speak but laughter overcomes him again, bending over
slightly as the sounds continue to pour out.


Pyrok says, "His mind has rendered him a laughing fool. Again."


You say, "Such is the plight of men."

Tsianina gives an evil little snigger.

Pyrok turns to you and says, "You don't see me busting a gut do you?"

Mister Chyren turns to Pyrok and says, "You missed all of the good parts."

Tsianina turns to Pyrok and says, "You didn't really miss that much."

Pyrok says, "... I think I can sum it up"

Mister Chyren says, "You'd be surprised."

Pyrok says, "Not really."

Chyren puts nine kindling into a tinderbox.

Mister Chyren says, "Really really."

Pyrok turns to Mister Chyren and says, "All you need is a sign around your
neck that says you've got wood."

Pyrok nibbles on a sugarcane shoot.

Tsianina turns to Pyrok and says, "Well, there was the bit about how to spend
summer's days and then there's the distinction between singing songs, eating
berries, eating songs, and singing berries."

Mister Chyren opens his mouth to speak, instead, after a moment he looks down
at his body appraisingly.

Pyrok says, "Great, now i've gone and given him an idea."

Chyren raises three logs in the air.

Mister Chyren says, "I've got wood, yup!"

Mister Chyren says, "Oohh."

Wow. Just wow.

[Lucia]

Its sad to say I understood where Chyren's mind was

[Xinia]

Slave Roeshak tells you, "Let me guess moronic novice name is one of Ysallyra's right?
-Chuckle-"

You tell Slave Roeshak, "Afraid not. Nice try though, but ah, afraid a
Ysallyran wasn't the one that half a dozen people walked in on having sex in
the middle of a village. "

// Sidenote: Okay, so they weren't technically having sex.

Slave Roeshak tells you, "Haha, what? Who did that? Thats hillarious"

You tell Slave Roeshak, "Mmm, two of your city's elders. I will not divulge
the names, but I am sure even a simple-minded Golgonan can figure it out"

You hum a joyous tune.

You say, "Insulting Golgonans is amusing"

Slave Roeshak tells you, "I'm guessing female and male?"

Miner Krailis says, "Why of course"

You tell Slave Roeshak, "... I suppose my expectations were wrong. "

Slave Roeshak tells you, "Well, i know it has to have been female"

Slave Roeshak tells you, "Thats apparent"

Slave Roeshak tells you, "Must be male?"

You tell Slave Roeshak, "Afraid the answers are awry, my addlepate"

Slave Roeshak tells you, "Well then"

Slave Roeshak tells you, "female male? Didn't even know that they had
anything going on"

You tell Slave Roeshak, "Perhaps point to the pus-- person who perfectly
personifies promiscuity in your... Pathetic place. "

You smirk.

You say, "Alliteration while insulting them provides to be a source of much...
Enjoyment"

<repeats what was said>

You say, "He had no idea I was insulting him"

Miner Krailis covers his mouth with his hand and coughs.

Miner Krailis says, "The beauty of the english language"

Slave Roeshak tells you, "The pussy person? Guessing you are talking about
female... But that doesn't answer the male part"

You tell Slave Roeshak, "Ponder people who previously prevailed in politics.
The peni-- paternal person in this... Plagued partnership is particularly
political pre-presently as well as presently."

Slave Roeshak tells you, "-slump- "

You tell Slave Roeshak, "The person with the... "particular part" was
political pre-presently, but has punctured such a political part of her
pungent... Period. "

You tell Slave Roeshak, "Perhaps presume that the particular person is
positively NOT the person previously pronounced. "

You smirk.

Slave Roeshak tells you, "male and male ?!?"

<repeats what was said>

Miner Krailis wipes his face with the sleeve of his robe.

Miner Krailis says, "Really"

You grin broadly.

You say, "His guess on who had sex? male and male"

"Ick!", Miner Krailis says in disgust.

Slave Roeshak tells you, "Or no?"

You tell Slave Roeshak, "Procreation postulates that both a paternal and
post-pubescent partner in this pairing are present. The primary presumption
was... Precise, whereas the post-primary presumption was... Pitiful."

<repeats what was said>

Miner Krailis wipes his face with the sleeve of his robe.

Miner Krailis' gaze turns skyward, his face deeply contemplative.

You say, "... Am I spitting?"

Miner Krailis pulls the handkerchief around his neck up around his face.

Miner Krailis says, "No, not at all"

You say, "Oh okay"

Slave Roeshak tells you, "Must have been male?"

You tell Slave Roeshak, "Precisely. "

Slave Roeshak tells you, "-rofl- lovely lovely lovely"

You tell Slave Roeshak, "Now. Monogamy might not make much money in the
miserable municipality you magg-- men molder in, but much of this mainland
marvels at such meanings. Might you have memorized the maybe monogamous mate
of such a man?"

You say, "He guessed the man right"

<repeats what was said>

Miner Krailis tells you, "How do you manage to talk that way so easily?"

You tell Miner Krailis, "((I'm good.))"

Miner Krailis tells you, "((you're an alien))"

You tell Miner Krailis, "((damn. Da d-man d-found d-me d-out."

Slave Roeshak tells you, "I'm sorry what"

You tell Slave Roeshak, "*sigh* commemorating the... Condensed cranium
contained within that... Carcass of yours, I will crack castrigation quite
conservatively. "

You tell Slave Roeshak, "The man's mate... Mated with the man. Mental work may
be merciless, but maybe... Mild after many moments. "

Slave Roeshak tells you, "I suppose that my vocabulary may not be as advanced,
assuming that is the word to use, as your i appologize but that really didn't
make sense"

Slave Roeshak tells you, "Oh damn"

You give an evil little snigger.

Miner Krailis tilts his head and gives you his full attention.

You say, "Too fun. Too fun"

Slave Roeshak tells you, "Wow, male likes it in the tuckus, spectacular!"

You tell Slave Roeshak, "*sigh* Your absent-mindedness angers the alliteration
I so aptly announced. "

Miner Krailis gives you a well deserved pat on the back.

Miner Krailis says, "Do Ysallyra proud"

<repeats what was said... and assumed>

You roll your eyes.

Miner Krailis breaks out into joyous laughter.

You tell Slave Roeshak, "I suppose such speeches shall sever with such sweet
scent of stupidity spewing from said slave. As the Saying goes, stupidity
stops when speaking ceases."

Slave Roeshak tells you, "Aye, what are slaves for right? Nothing but meer
jesters..."

You tell Slave Roeshak, "Indeed. "

I had way too much fun doing this D: (and in my defense of self quoting, Krailis made me post it. Blame him!)

[Aaridan]

I had no clue that the forum was used in such a manner to put down other people to make one feel more superior. I guess in some sick twisted way it could be funny to some people, but pretty sure that most of us have better things to do.

Not sure what the purpose of that previous post was unless of course it was just to achieve what I mentioned above, if so kudos to you and Krailis for achieving it.

[Xinia]

Seriously? Roeshak and I even had a laugh after it, so I'm not really sure why you're offended by it. The point of the post wasn't to laugh in his face at any difference of intelligence, but moreso to show my amusement with how long I was able to form coherent alliterative sentences. As for that being sick and twisted, sure, I'll peg that sucker onto my list of titles if having fun with the English language is a shameful act. I'm going to censor myself from responding to most of the last two sentences out of respect for the forum.

[Chyren]

Yeah, I'm with Aaridan, SHAME ON YOU FOR HAVING FUN.