Date: Thu, 4 Nov 1999 22:04:37 -0500 Belgarion: i think we should have more than just two vehicles to choose from, just so we can have a lil fun with 'em :) Kiri -- A list at Travik reveals these: [ 0 1000000] A racing chariot. [ 0 1000000] A carriage. [ 0 1000000] A war chariot. [ 0 1500000] An elephant. [ 0 1500000] A balloon. [ 0 1500000] Flying carpet. [ 0 1000000] A sedan chair. [ 0 1000000] Litter. [ 0 1000000] Farmer's wagon. [ 0 1000000] A covered wagon. So why do you think only two are available? Bloodweaver: I know you're aware of the "spammed off the list" bug for shopkeeper items like fly potions, cowbells, and things. Maybe until it's resolved we could have essential spells added to Clericus's list? Like fly. Detect invis wouldn't work since it's sel Kiri -- That would take as much effort as fixing the bug :) Slart promises me he'll be working on this asap. Everybody: why not allow the description command to remove lines as well (so you can actually edit what you've entered, instead of simply having to retype the whole thing) Kiri -- because then Scavenger could take the nail holes out of his butt. And that would make him too happy. --------------------------------------------------------- BIO of Draelyn: NAME:Rick BR NAME & NICKNAME: Draelyn, amongst others ;) Nickname? Yeah, like I can put that word in the newsletter. ;) HOMETOWN: No real 'hometown', but I grew up in the Sultan, Wa area. BORN: Christmas eve, bicentennial baby- figure it out ;) CURRENT RESIDENCE:Everett, Wa 25 minutes north of Seattle CROUTONS OR BACON BITS: Both, of course! FAVORITE SALAD DRESSING: Ranch DO YOU DRINK: Only when I'm bowling, and then it's double strawberry margarita's, ground well no lime. SHAMPOO OR CONDITIONER: Well since conditioner doesn't work very well unless you've got the 'poo to go with it, I'd say shampoo. HAVE YOU EVER GONE SKINNY DIPPING: Absolutely DO YOU MAKE FUN OF PEOPLE: Absolutely. 98% of time, it's just in fun, although now that ya'll see this you're all going to think I'm some kind of morbid creep. I've got a 'different' sense of humor. ;) CONVICTED OF A CRIME: Well, the general public can't tell. Those records have been locked up for good. I was smart enough (dumb enough) to do all that crap while I was a minor. BEST ON-LINE FRIENDS: Well, online or BR? Online- Rose, Deb, Rich and Victor. BR? This list will be too long, and I know I'll forget people. But to name a few- Navy, Leyva (although he was dumb and isn't here anymore *shame*shame*shame* on him), Garot, Shinobi, Marauder, Lari, 98% of the heroes. If I left you off it's not that I don't care- I told you I'd forget. If you're a mortal, I probably don't know you very well. ONE PILLOW OR TWO: Actually, I usually end up with more than two pillows. PETS: Two ferrets (They're *NOT* rats!) Baxter, and Nef FAVORITE TYPES OF MUSIC: I listen to everything except opera, country, and pop. I feel obligated to use this podium here to plug my favorite band in the whole wide world. Sunnydayrealestate.com Go there, you won't be disappointed. DREAM CAR: Either a '64 Impala SS or '64 1/2 Mustang. TYPE OF CAR YOU DRIVE NOW: '94 Volkswagen Golf WHAT TYPE OF CAR WAS YOUR FIRST CAR:'80 Mustang TOOTHPASTE: The stuff in the tube in my bathroom. FAVORITE FOOD: Italian or chinese- it's a tossup; but they have to be authentic DO YOU GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS: Well, I get along with the one parent who didnt abandon me and leave me for dead. My dad's a swell guy. My mother on the other hand....emo tries to calm himself down... FAVORITE TOWN TO CHILL IN: Well duh, Seattle! FAVORITE ICE CREAM: anything chocolate, Mud Pie, usually FAVORITE SOFT DRINK: Pepsi FAVORITE TYPE OF GAME TO PLAY: BR, Duke/Quake/Unreal type fake bloody kill'em all but its all in your computer so its ok type games WHAT IS YOUR BAD TIME OF DAY: I'm by no means a morning person ADIDAS, NIKE, OR REEBOK: Nike FAVORITE PERFUME OR COLOGNE: That flowery stuff my girlyfriend wears FAVORITE WEBSITE: www.sunnydayrealestate.com and welcome the newest section, MUDPACK! Please click the link and visit Mr. Gaine's HILARIOUS site! He was so kind as to allow me to link to it and use his awesome comic :) Look for it in weeks to come! Warpdrive: Divebomb is there any way to movecommon areas around so it makes the game a little harder? People will complain, but they'll live with it. If it isn't a major task of course. shouldnt the map shop in Malathar sell maps? (Kas the Cartographer) Kiri --I've been doing this on and off for a while. Like when I moved the clock tower. Or when Lag Land was moved. Usually it shakes things up and maybe depopulates the area a LITTLE bit, but on the whole, it doesn't do much. I put the maps in to encourage exploration - unfortunately, very few people use them. Even the easily accessable maps at Aod. And the directions are extremely direct. I don't know what else I can do to get people to try exploring areas except to put a limit on how many people can go to one area at one time, and that strikes me as fairly obnoxious. Kiri -- I suppose she could. Carnun: Poe: How difficult would it be to make a spell or item that could disperse a group of (wandering) mobs from a room? So they don't gang up and whack me ;) Make the music channel either translatable from drunk, or just have it not be drunken, like an emote. Kiri Illithids, Humans, Kender and Avians already have stuff that does this. Can't give it to everyone :) Kiri or not allow drunks to music codewise. Andasa Winner Tells should be able to go through even when people are sleeping how about having a whogroup command and see who is grouping... and lead by who and can we have interest trates in bank account Kiri Not a bad idea on the first. On the second, No. Durwin Rhiannon appraise when you go into a shop and want to see what the items can do you just appraise it and see the stats If you try to attack a mob protected by the Gods, maybe your alignment should drop slightly? Fowlbreath Everybody could we make the practice dummy easier? he seems to hurt newbies easily allow teleport, locate object, summon and track take multiple word arguments Pyke See: A tage game that occurs frequently allowing you to try to find and tag players for prizes I think that druids should be able to change there bamf... Check out THE MUDPACK -- Easily the funniest and most accurate comic strip about MUDding on the web. Click here on the comic strip to read more of the MUDPack! BIO of NAVY: NAME: Rhonda BR NAME & NICKNAME: Navy (Hero) and Felicity (Mort) HOMETOWN: A little one near Gettysburg, PA BORN: June 10, 1977 CURRENT RESIDENCE: Indiana, PA (it's where I go to school) CROUTONS OR BACON BITS: Usually bacon bits, the croutons are too big and hard to eat, unless I'm at a restaurant with good ones :) DO YOU DRINK: On occasion, like when I feel like it, which isn't too often FAVORITE TYPE OF DRINK: I like anything that tastes good: margaritas, daiquiris, mudslides, white russians, mai tais, sex on the beach, etc.... SHAMPOO OR CONDITIONER: both of course HAVE YOU EVER GONE SKINNY DIPPING: Well, once... in the dark with a boyfriend DO YOU MAKE FUN OF PEOPLE: You know I'm inclined to say no, but I do have the bad habit of making snide remarks, not to people's faces of course. But there are those people who deserve it, like the girl who tried to steal my fiance... CONVICTED OF A CRIME: NO! I've never even had a speeding ticket. BEST ON-LINE FRIENDS: On BR: Draelyn, Garot, Franklin, Leyva, Divebomb, Pokemon, Fowlbreath, Java, etc. etc... Other Places: Stasis, Zeroburn, etc. ONE PILLOW OR TWO: One on my side of the bed, but its a big fluffy one not flat PETS: Two cats: Pumpkin and Cocoa, they're still kittens so they're really cute FAVORITE TYPE OF MUSIC: I like lots of kinds, especiall: Dave Matthews Band, Jewel, Tori Amos, Dixie Chicks, and lots of others.. DREAM CAR: Well, realistically I'd like one of those new Neons or a new Cavalier Z24. But a beautiful expensive convertible would be great too! TYPE OF CAR YOU DRIVE NOW: A '88 Chevy Cavalier Z24 with over 160k miles. WHAT TYPE OF CAR WAS YOUR FIRST CAR: A '87 Toyota Tercel TOOTHPASTE: Crest Tartar Control, my mom works for a dentist and we've always used the same thing.. it's become a habit. FAVORITE FOOD: Well I really like chinese, but also pizza and italian stuff, and also mexican, and I really like the steak at the Outback especially the good tomato salad dressing they have there. DO YOU GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS: Yes, but especially now that I'm older. FAVORITE TOWN TO CHILL IN: Hmm, it was fun living in Pittsburgh this summer. FAVORITE ICE CREAM: All of it! But Blue Bunny has this new Banana Split kind! FAVORITE TYPE OF GAME TO PLAY: Well I really like BR, but I'm a board game nut. WHAT IS YOUR BAD TIME OF DAY: The morning!!! I hate waking up before noon. ADIDAS NIKE OR REEBOK: I've been wearing adidas for the past 5 years straight. FAVORITE PERFUME OR COLOGNE: For me, TommyGirl, for my fiance, Escape. FAVORITE WEBSITE: Hm.. I don't have real internet access, but I like looking through lots of different ones. FAVORITE TYPE OF MOVIE: I like so many, but I suppose I like the girly types the most. I hate horror movies though, I could barely watch Scream I'm a wimp. FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL: I really liked school, yes I was one of THOSE people. But I especially liked math, music, and english. LEAST FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL: Believe it or not, gym! I'm not a jock. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH: Ice skating, it's very pretty and it impresses me. I can't even stand up on skates on very well, much less jump around! MOST HUMILIATING MOMENT: I got stuck in the bathroom in H.S. and had to walk into class late... there's more to it.. but I won't get into it here...*blush* CRAZIEST OR SILLIEST PERSON YOU KNOW: Well, I definitely think that Draelyn is crazy but he knows I like him anyways. My fiance acts insane sometimes, he's worse than a girl, I think men DO get P.M.S! WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN THE OPPOSITE SEX: I never really knew, but I suppose I've found it since I'm engaged. He's smart, funny, good looking, and a pain in the ass ;) I always wanted a tall guy since I'm 5'9. But I fell for Brian anyway, so yes, shorter guys can get the girl! SAY ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU: Well, I copied this down from the newsletter, so I guess that's Kiri. Thanks for picking my poem for the quest that time, I really love my crystal bracelet quest prize! PERSON YOU SENT THIS TO WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND: I'm only sending this to Kiri, so if who knows what she'll do QUEST ENTRIES A while ago, Everybody, Lari and Emmerick ran a description quest. These are the entries they received! Natedog: Natedog growls before you with vicious, fowl drool percolating from curving teeth. Abandoned by his dwarf village he was left in the wild to be raised by a group of savage, bloodthirsty hounds. He survived in the forest hunting and learning in order to one day cast revenge to the people who betrayed him at birth. WARNING: This altered dwarf has taken on the entity of a heinous evil-minded beast! Beware when you here that faint howl in the far distance for you may be the next victim that is caught within this uncontollable-----non-escapable----(don't even try to yell for help)-RAGE!!! Natedog's Bite ***C H O M P ' S O N *** YOU! Vermin: As you look upon Vermin, you see that there is something strange about him... He does not look like your ordinary avian. No, he has some slight resemblances to a rat! No wait! He IS a rat that has some slight resemblances to an avian! Maybe you should've brought that cheese after all. Eron :Confusion is a fundamental state of mind Naddarow: As you look apon this mysterious and powerful druid, you notice that all you can see is his glowing red eyes. Everything else is hidden beneath a divinly looking cloak. He seems to value one thing, a bottle at his side. You can tell that he is overjoyed to have this bottle, but you realize that he isn't about to give you any of its precious substance... He is also holding a rather intersting picture of, who appears to be, Dagmar and Santa?...However, you aren't able to get close enough to see it clearly. We all know your disappointed... He currently seems to be occupied with making sure that his Brewery runs smooth, so that he will have plenty of brew for himself (and possibly his friends...) You see two holes on Naddarow s butt where it has been nailgunned to the floor by Kiri. a gaping hole has been left by Comatose's Scalpel Naddarow is constantly mumbling, 'Brewery, Switch, push, belt'... man is that strange. He ducttaped Dagmar to HR and paid the price...you see scars from Dagmar, Rabies, Slart, Comatose, Kiri, and Oakley. You wonder how many others got him. He holds up a trophy from his latest hunt, the "leg of a pile of gold", a ravenous level 330 agro-mob Naddarow is in perfect health. CrashLand: You hear a "LOOK OUT" as this strange creature plummets to the ground in front of you looks like a bird that has had a little too much do drink. You can smell the beer on his breath and what scares you the most is that by the looks of him he does this often. His wings are bruised and he has a large bump on his head Everest: You find yourself wondering whether it is a man conquering a mountain or a mountain about to crush a man... A faint rumble disturbs your thoughts and you see a huge boulder heading in the mans direction The man crouches in a fighting stance prepared to win this battle... how will this end? *SPLAT*... Hmm, not all that surprising actually Brinn: Before you stands a agened dwarf, twice the age of any mortal brother. You would think that he might give up... but just as that tought forms in your mind he directs his piercing weteran gaze on you. You shiver with throes of fear as you see that this figther will not give up, not now, not later, not EVER! Although he is not immortal he cannot fail, because he does not know how to die. Carnun: Carnun is a powerful looking dwarf. His compact frame bulges with muscle and he walks with a warrior's stalking step. Scars crisscross his exposed flesh, each with its own tale to tell. Some of those old, near-fatal wounds would speak of harrowing danger and brutal assaults while others would sing of glory and unbelievable heroism. Regardless of the tale, the sheer quantity of them speaks of a lifetime of violence. His garb is functional and generally nondescript; much like their owner his equipment serves one purpose: Kill More Faster. Whether it's fighting to save a kingdom from invaders or slaughtering innocents to get cool stuff, Carnun lives for the thrill of battle and the glory of victory. bye Carnun Medivh: You gaze upon a young, beautiful woman in her mid-twenties. Her long blond hair gently flows down her back, her steelblue eyes gently looking at you sending out thoughts of pure love. She is wearing a flawless silver cloak around her sensuous body that reaches up to her ankles. The cloak slowly moves as her long, slender legs slowly move forwards. A shiver runs down your spine as she comes closer to you, and you notice that the white dress she is wearing is made of really thin silk, so thin you can look through it. Your breathe heavens a little when she raises her hand, and slowly runs it over your cheek, making you feel all fuzzy. The next thing you notice is that the sun seems to be shining directly at her, surrounding her in Heavenly Light, making everything around you feel perfect, feeling like everything is in perfect harmony. Everything that is good, is one with her, every- thing that is right, is a part of her. Happiness is her second name, and she'll do anything to make you happy, for she is the Goddess of Pleasure, and only pleasure can achieve true happiness. Then, as sudden as she appeared she is gone, leaving you alone in the darkness once again, leaving you with the thought that someone else is now enjoying her care and love. You silently pray that you might taste her sweetness again. The sooner, the better. Sierra: Well I guess i should start with an introduction. My name is Sierra and I am a level 27 human. Which makes my description not all that exciting. So I guess I will start at the top. I stand roughly 5'8, which makes me a bit tall. From there we hit my hair. It goes roughly to the top of my butt. It gets in the way of fighting sometimes but not always. The color, don't laugh, is a fire engine red with bleach blonde highlights. From there we have my eyes that with one look will capture you. They are a beautiful sky blue. The rest of my face is normal with the exception of a scare in the middle of my forehead, fighting scare. From there would be my body. All the fighting helps me keep my fine physique. My chest is small but noticable, but my abb muscles make up for that. I have many battle scares on my body Even one from a filthy mongrel, had to get a needle after that one I guess my most noticable feature would be the lack of a smile Even thoe I have awonderful set of straight white teeth, the whole in my heart prevents me from smiling everyagai again. So I guess this is me. Oh yah on the days that I'm not fighting, I wear swet pants and a hockey jersey. Bloodweaver: He is a creature of blood, shaped like a man, shaped roughly as he had once been with arms and legs, a coagulated black shell of a torso, and joints fluid, wet and gleaming bright red but not dripping away. As you look on in amazement, he opens and closes his black, crimson-striped hands, and you can sense the unearthly strength in that grip, and know he could crush a stone - or the head of an enemy. His dried "skin" is obsidian in consistancy as well as hue, and red lines of liquid blood stripe his joints Rett: You marvel at how incredibly dang sexy those tentacles make him! Also, you notice that he's holding a disk. Upon looking closer, you see it has a picture of a sphere with a big "R" over it. He says, pointing at the disk and beaming with pride, "Rettscape!" --- Libe: You see his eyes filled with anger. Almost immediately you know a powerful spell will follow ..... 'frobusinigosa ...' You hardly believe the power of the spell! Libe has created a cookie! Arlan: Arlan looks like a regular, bonefide human. However, he notices you studying him, and just as you are about to avert your gaze, he bluntly points to his foot. Curiosity overwhelms you as you notice a rather bloated toe, covered in scars and band-aids, and you give a questioning glance to him. Arlan simply sighs and says, "my roundhouse still sucks". Whisper: Like the deeper shadows in the darkest night, like the hint of voices in the howling wind, like the beauty of a snowflake in the fiercest of blizzards, like the softest sigh in the midst of the most sorrowful keening, like the briefest flash of light reflecting off a raindrop, like a lone note in a thundering dirge, like the hint of a smile coming through tragedy, like the last rays of the sun after the longest twilight, like the softest touch of a loving hand, like a whisper of hope, like a whisper of sorrow, like a whisper of joy, like a whisper of pain, like a whisper of loss, like a whisper of love...Whisper has entered your world Mallomar: YUM!! You see an absolutely delicious looking cookie. Chocolate, marshmallow, and cookie all in one. Just as you open your mouth, anticipating the orgasmic flavor, you hear a whimper and the cookie appears to slither away from you. You look more closely at the cookie and you notice it's looking up at you with a look of terror on its face. You feel the urge to protect this sensitive and yummy creature. You have just met Mallomar!!! Koji: Before you is a soul that has taken many forms and wandered a thousand lands. he has thrown his shield and armor into the seas to rust. Now he has settled here in Barren Realms wearing the robes of a wander and searcher. He is just a human, nothing more nothing less. He roams the dark lands seeking the light of the future, for the sake of a personal quest. Helping others along the way, asking for nothing in return but friendship. Snyder: Here you see a young man in his upper teens. You notice on his ears is a pair of headphones connected to a CD player. You also see that in the CD player is a CD entitled Violin Concertos Nos. 3 & 5. He seems totally enthralled by his music and barely notices you staring at him. When he does notice you looking at him he gets the slightest smile on his lips. MrWhite: ________________________________ Standing before you is a creature clad in absolute white. You know right away that this must be The White Avian MrWhite as some know him but known also as Oak. With wings of marble and a tail of equal beauty, he carries two pearl white swords at his sides and is clad in all white armor. Fried to many, foe to few, he wears a large face scar proudly. With a gaze that pieces ones soul, and a voice that can relax, or freeze blood, he is truly a man of many talents. But, his most profound feature is in his eyes. Lit up like bright sapphires, his blue eyes seem to hold secrets know to few except this avian ------------------------------------- Gavian: You feel dizzy, as the world around you shimmers. You are being teleported! Gavian's Desperation [Exits: none!] You are standing in a forest grove, surrounded by pines whispering in the wind. The sky above you reveals it to be night time, and a full moon hangs low in the sky. Ahead of you, in the center of the clearing, is a figure standing before a stone protruding from the earth. In one hand, it carries a bouqet of red flowers, almost blood red in the pale moonlight. In the other, it clutches a metallic blade that seems to glitter wickedly in the dark. The flowers fall from its grasp, landing on the earth just before the stone. Slowly, the figure turns towards you. It is a human man, an expression on his face of deep grief and utter rage. A scar runs across the man's face, from his left eye to his right cheek, and his brown hair, which touches his shoulders, is just long enough to fall across his eyes. He swings the blade in your direction... You feel dizzy, as the world around you shimmers once more. Divebomb : A silken cowl hangs down from the strangers face, cloaking the visage that lies beneath. You cannot see his face, but have this uncontrollable feeling that he is watching every move you make, every breath you breathe, and every word you think. The dark-green cloak drapes around his body like the night covers the land. If not for the light of the room he would be all but invisible to the untrained eye. Dark black gloves guard his hands from the elements....or perhaps they guard you from his elements... His head rises slowly, still shielded by the silk, while withdrawing his hands into his cloak. Suddenly, a blast of wind knocks you off your feet and sends you hurtling across the room. When you recover from the blow, the man's cowl has been lowered. Pointed ears jut from the sides of his face, the mark of an elf. As your eyes focus on his, you see only pillars of flame swirling within his skull. Forcing yourself to look away from the eyes, you blink and begin to study the rest of his face. The elf's features seem to be caved into his head. Everything seems disjointed and horrifically ugly. As you stare in disbelief of the gruesome sight before you, you see the features begin to morph until a new visage appears. You gasp in disbelief of what now appears before you. Your chest tightens as heart your slowly begins to stop beating. Just before you die, you look up at the elf and see yourself grinning back at you...... Draelyn: Lying here in a heap of mangled clothes, torn hair, and blood, you see Draelyn. he's not much of a sight- four fet tall, skinny, and suffering from scurvy, he looks like crap. He's had the crap beat out of him, and it looks like he may have been f logged by someone for something he didnt do. Mumbling something about misunderstanding, fasism, and power trips, you get fed up with his crap and decide to kick him in the face once, well, no twice, just for good measure. Maybe he'll shut up. Who cares? Kick him again! Now he's got blood pouring from his face, and a ragged tooth drops out of his mouth. This guys looks like a thief, a liar, and a murderer. You can't trust this guy. Better kick him once more, and make sure he stays down this time You can't have this guy roaming the mud here, mingling with the other elves and whatnot. He's better off out of his, and your, misery. *Kick* Rei: You notice something mysterious about her as you look at the young girl... Her rather plain clothing startles you, as you are so used to the more extravagant and exotic styles you have come across in your travels, but it is her unnaturally white skin and moderately short pale blue hair that gets your curiosity, which only hightens as you see those deep alzarian-red eyes lock with yours in an unnerving gaze. You freeze as you hear her speak to you, in a voice totally devoid of emotion... "Why are you staring at me, traveller?" she asks... You search desparately for words, but none come! You can only stammer a broken response in some language you just made up! You grit your teeth, dreading the ridicule that you are sure will come, but none does... She looks at you quizzically for a minute, then without saying a word, continues about her business, leaving you in an odd sense of bewilderment. Kiri's WWW of URLs: Psychoanalyze yourself! It's fun! Wired Magazine Phrase Generator: Ain't No Way To Go -- an Assortment of Unusual Deaths: From Lari, Audiofind -- great for finding MP3s Employee Evaluation Be sure to read through to the bottom... 1 Bob Smith, my assistant programmer, can always be found 2 hard at work in his cubicle. Bob works independently, without 3 wasting company time talking to colleagues. Bob never 4 thinks twice about assisting fellow employees, and he always 5 finishes given assignments on time. Often he takes extended 6 measures to complete his work, sometimes skipping coffee 7 breaks. Bob is a dedicated individual who has absolutely no 8 vanity in spite of his high accomplishments and profound 9 knowledge in his field. I firmly believe that Bob can be 10 classed as a high-caliber employee, the type which cannot be 11 dispensed with. Consequently, I duly recommend that Bob be 12 promoted to executive management, and a proposal will be 13 executed as soon as possible. Addendum: That idiot was standing over my shoulder while I wrote the report sent to you earlier today. Kindly re-read only the odd numbered lines.