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I'm on now and fully attuned :P
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Check it out guys .. =D
 
Should she be .. Mechari ?    or Mordesh ? 
 
I want Rocio to write a short story on this if  Rocio feels inspired on the imagery.
 
 
 
 
i painted this puppy over the weekend. 
			
				
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Wow there are no "I quit" threads atleast as far as I could see
what happned? :-)	
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Check it out guys .. =D
 
Should shebe .. Mechari ?    or Mordesh ? 
 
I want Rocio to write a short story on this if  Rocio feels inspired on the imagery.
 
 
i painted this puppy over the weekend. 
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1. Technically only one is dead? I'm using a guild template and put in his "known" history that his parents are dead however in a "twist", I put that only one was actually dead the other surviving.
2. I'm not even sure what this means so I think no.
3. Not a curse, but a minor affliction that I planned to RP as a degenerative kind of affair. I could just take this out.
4. Most of his backstory just involves Dominion stuff, I had planned to keep him pretty disapproving of Exiles in general
5. Although his only parent is alive, it's definitely not Myrcalus... unless he liked himself the dark meat (jk jk)
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Wow there are no "I quit" threads atleast as far as I could see
what happned? :-)
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			ArkQ thats awesome	
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Means one eye is a different color than the other. Basic anime protagonist stuff. I have not actually run into the non hologram version of the Emperor, so I can't say if has been hiding all this time with some sassy soul sista. Empress Foxy. 
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Check it out guys .. =D
 
Should she be .. Mechari ?    or Mordesh ? 
 
I want Rocio to write a short story on this if  Rocio feels inspired on the imagery.
 
 
i painted this puppy over the weekend. 
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Check it out guys .. =D
 
Should she be .. Mechari ?    or Mordesh ? 
 
I want Rocio to write a short story on this if  Rocio feels inspired on the imagery.
 
 
 
i painted this puppy over the weekend.
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Well, there was one earlier today that was locked. Someone that was complaining that they'd get people attuned and they'd quit, so they only have 2 attuned DPS left. Got shut down pretty quick and was before the Nexus report.
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			Mordesh ArkQ, Def Mordesh	
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Check it out guys .. =D
 
Should she be .. Mechari ? or Mordesh ? 
 
I want Rocio to write a short story on this if Rocio feels inspired on the imagery.
 
 
 
 
i painted this puppy over the weekend.
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1. Are your parents dead? 
2. Heterochromia?
3. Suffering from a terrible curse that actually makes you more badass?
4. Beloved by both factions, and not marked for death by the Blackhoods or ICI? 
5. Secretly the only child of Myala Everstar and Myrcalus the Vindicator?
 
If you answer no to all of the above you have missed the worst ones. 
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The attunement got addressed yeah I've seen some dev postings, i hope what they did works.
Can someone reccommend an english EU Server with decent population?
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ArkQ thats awesome
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It's really sad that your cheklist is to some degree always true for any Anime these days^^°
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Lightspire isn't as bad as everyone makes it out to be. If you like RP servers that is :)
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ty ty !!!!
 
its a mix ofspeed painting and chopped up bits i manipulated in photoshop.
 
Well.. it has the advantages of artistic license.. so why not a mechari ?   so far a couple votes for Mordesh.. interesting !
 
niioce.. why not you both try ? could be fun to have two stories.. maybe one be mechari  one Mordesh ?   ICI or BlackHoods !!
i could do it as a 2 page sequential comicbook page.
 
 
on side note.. I will have head sketches of the coffee people on my "Breakfast Club" sparody spoof. :P
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Well it's got Nil and Olivar on it so it has to be an awesome server.
 
Though one day Jacosta will figure out how to steal Nil to come heal her on the US RP server.
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Afternoon guys,
So I'm up about to jump in and level Tellos as fast as I can while we play the waiting game to see if I get called in. I think I'll have a Robin Williams movie marathon tonight if I don't as sort of my own personal tribute. Time to catch up on the thread as I play though. How goes today for everyone?	
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Lightspire isn't as bad as everyone makes it out to be. If you like RP servers that is :)
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To be honest I have yet to try to RP in a game. But I do like to read RP threads so I'm interested^^
Then again I'm not sure if my english is sufficient enough for RP.....I could make that a RP characteristic to my character I guess
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Isn't it? In order to make them unique, they have all become the same. 
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			Best way to make a unique story is to make it about someone boring. Doing boring things. And then realize there is no unique story.	
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ty ty !!!!
 
its a mix ofspeed painting and chopped up bits i manipulated in photoshop.
 
Well.. it has the advantages of artistic license.. so why not a mechari ?   so far a couple votes for Mordesh.. interesting !
 
niioce.. why not you both try ? could be fun to have two stories.. maybe one be mechari  one Mordesh ?   ICI or BlackHoods !!
i could do it as a 2 page sequential comicbook page.
 
 
on side note.. I will have head sketches of the coffee people on my "Breakfast Club" sparody spoof. :P
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A lot of the Chua I interact with have the exact same issue ;)
Thing with Lightspire- you will be lonely without a guild.
There's also the lfrp chat channel (the circle is full)
but if you find you don't want to be lonely from the word go, click on the words Venus Rising in my sig.
And if that doesn't suit you, I will personally help you find the guild that suits your needs. <3
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I just clicked on your Whiner Extraordinaire link. You must be pleased a punch today :)
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A lot of the Chua I interact with have the exact same issue ;)
Thing with Lightspire- you will be lonely without a guild.
There's also the lfrp chat channel (the circle is full)
but if you find you don't want to be lonely from the word go, click on the words Venus Rising in my sig.
And if that doesn't suit you, I will personally help you find the guild that suits your needs. <3
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Thank you very much, I appreciate your support^^
I'll write a message to you as soon as I arrive but first things first...
I should get back to leveling and crafting, I got a new Job so the last  week
and because of my poor time managing skills I couldn't really do anything in Wildstar
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Thank you very much, I appreciate your support^^
I'll write a message to you as soon as I arrive but first things first...
I should get back to leveling and crafting, I got a new Job the last week
and because of my poor time managing skills I couldn't really do anything in Wildstar
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I'm hoping that if we ever get the eyeless mechari heads that they will have a visible mouth. 
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ty ty !!!!
 
its a mix ofspeed painting and chopped up bits i manipulated in photoshop.
 
Well.. it has the advantages of artistic license.. so why not a mechari ? so far a couple votes for Mordesh.. interesting !
 
niioce.. why not you both try ? could be fun to have two stories.. maybe one be mechari one Mordesh ? ICI or BlackHoods !!
i could do it as a 2 page sequential comicbook page.
 
 
on side note.. I will have head sketches of the coffee people on my "Breakfast Club" sparody spoof. :P
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Such a cutie. 	
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The mask of the lady in your painting reminds me of Avra Darkos, and her form seems organic. Visually I have a hard time with female mechari because they seem to be both semi related to the female terminator, and Sil.   
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ya i sorta thought of Avra too..  =D
 
HR giger.. as .. Mork of mork n mindy.. o.o     :lol:
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Eeeep
 
I don't like when things don't have faces. Never have. My mom loved those old Holly Hobby dolls, and would give them to me. No faces. Just a bonnet. No faces! >.< Always creepy.	
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Eeeep
 
I don't like when things don't have faces. Never have. My mom loved those old Holly Hobby dolls, and would give them to me. No faces. Just a bonnet. No faces! >.< Always creepy.
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 :blink: wut? 
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			Sooo I haven't posted in a while. Multiple trips plus being sick since Sunday night will do that! On one of those trips, my husband and I listened to the audiobook of Ready Player One. It was so good! It inspired me to make a dommie (the horror!). The character's name is Jhae. We'll see if stick to it and join Skullkickers or if I fade back into familiar territory with KittensMcTavish/Kittens/Kittenz.	
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the giger alien.. and i was reading the Robin Williams stuff. so for some reason my mind tought.. if the giger alien  looked like Mork.. from Robin william mork n mindy..  ( don't judge ! my mind scatters sometimes and re-groups long enuff for me to paint ) 
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Sooo I haven't posted in a while. Multiple trips plus being sick since Sunday night will do that! On one of those trips, my husband and I listened to the audiobook of Ready Player One. It was so good! It inspired me to make a dommie (the horror!). The character's name is Jhae. We'll see if stick to it and join Skullkickers or if I fade back into familiar territory with KittensMcTavish/Kittens/Kittenz.
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You're more than welcome to join the ranks. :3 I think you'll find the Dominion has a lot to like the further you go... and weirdly enough gave me a bad (not hate) opinion of Aurin for what they're doing to Deradune and Auroria. O_O
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Those are the crazy, separatist, eco terrorist, Aurin. I would bet they flag as hostile to Exile Aurin as well. There are some in Whitevale pulling the same stunt.
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			The weave probably is a lie. Though I figure it has more to do with keeping the current matriarchy in power by insinuating that males are spiritually inferior. I see male Aurin espers, so I think this weave stuff is bunk. 	
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Check it out guys .. =D
 
Should she be .. Mechari ?    or Mordesh ? 
 
I want Rocio to write a short story on this if  Rocio feels inspired on the imagery.
 
 
 
 
i painted this puppy over the weekend. 
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Now that I can post, yes I will write a short story of this.  I hope you like it!
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You're more than welcome to join the ranks. :3 I think you'll find the Dominion has a lot to like the further you go... and weirdly enough gave me a bad (not hate) opinion of Aurin for what they're doing to Deradune and Auroria. O_O
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The weave probably is a lie. Though I figure it has more to do with keeping the current matriarchy in power by insinuating that males are spiritually inferior. I see male Aurin espers, so I think this weave stuff is bunk. 
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niice ! don't go cray on it. try.. a story that can fit into say.. 2-3 pages of Sequential comic book o art.. not manga.. cause.. manga pages are ussually only 3 panels with like 1 word of dialogue..
 
western comicbooks.. are basically.. 
 
* 5 panels  minimum
* 150 words or less PER PAGE.
 
if this inspires you  & anyone else .. consider it a practice for all you hopeful /aspiring writer -types. 
write it in any style you like.. maybe even script format
 
and thanks so much you guys.. for entertaining the idea. :)
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Bah I'll just post it here.  I threw this together.  So forgive the mess! If it's going to be a comic I guess it doesn't matter much.
 
 
 
The streets of Illium were bright with rain and the lights shining down from the festive decorations strung about the new concert hall.  It was its inauguration. As the elite members of Dominion society filed inside, shedding their cloaks and coats, even they had to admire the gilded vaulted ceilings, the frescoes and the chandeliers.
 
Omatix walked inside, ignoring the nods of passersby.  She was dressed for the occasion in an elegant burgundy satin ballgown. On her arm hung a small sachet that she wore in lieu of perfume. A string of pearls adorned her neck.  Although she was not an organic being, she caught the eye of many of them for her elegance if not her seductiveness.
 
Passing through a hall adorned with silken curtains, she entered the main ball room.  Lining the walls were tables where people were sitting and eating from the banquet or standing around a large fountain of wine.
 
"Rather over the top." came a voice behind her.
 
"This is a theater."
 
"Concert hall."
 
"Either way, there must be a show."  She turned her cold gaze to him, another Mechari dressed in a suit and a top hat. "Where on Nexus did you get that?"
 
"Oh this?" He tipped it.
 
"Don't you think it's a bit flashy for the occasion, Silic?"
 
"No, all eyes are on you anyway."  He took her arm and led her to one of the tables.  He pulled out a chair and she sat. A waiter appeared unbidden and settled a small napkin on the table along with a goblet.
 
Omatix's eyes turned to the goblet and a small marking on her napkin. It seemed like a smudge of ink or a stain. That is until she turned the glass just right.  The image distorted when the light passed through the curved crystal revealing the sign of the Dominion, but upside down, its colors inverted.
 
"Tonight." murmumed the waiter.
 
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After the banquet was completed there was a call for a brief show. As patrons filed into the theater, Omatrix noticed several that stayed behind watching them.  The ICI was already here but although they had a vague idea of what was going to happen, Omatix hoped that their performance would go on to the final curtain.
 
She took her seat in the theater and reached beneath it, pulling out a dark evening cloak. "I'm a bit chilly," she said by way of explanation. "Excuse me."
 
She stood up and made her way to the back of the theater and passed through a door to the dressing rooms.  Several others were waiting as well also bearing dark cloaks. She moved among them and held out her hand against a door. "We are all brothers here." She said.
 
After a moment the door unlatched. It was the waiter. "This way."
 
They descended a hidden staircase to a cellar, her metal feet making indents in the wood steps. Had she a heart it would be as beating as fast as those around her.  But she was driven not by emotion, but by a singular purpose.
 
The waiter lit a torch, revealing a large gilded idol, an Eldan Relic, stolen from a holy site and highly sought after for its significance. The idol was of a hooded Eldan woman, her head bowed meditatively over her folded hands, her head convered in a cloak.
 
The "waiter" now raising his hands, invoked the ancient primal energies of Nexus. On an altar was a chunk of pure Exanite.
 
Air. Fire. Water. Earth. Logic. Life.  Each one signified by its hand signal.  Omatix performed the ritual with the others. Her affinity for primal energies was unheard of among her kind. She kept her talent carefully hidden from everyone, even those who mattered the most to her.
 
"We are the ones who have traveled lightyears for this day.  To finally see the true power of our art and to reap the inheritance of our Eldan ancestors."  He raised his hands upward. "See! Oh mighty one!  We are surrounded by heretics! Those who would destroy us in the name of the false emporer and the false Six!  Show your power to us and render them speechless!"
 
Omatix turned back to the entrance with a gasp. "They're coming!"
 
But the priest paid her no heed. "Choose your champion! And bring us into your light!"
 
Omatix stood in the entrance her body blocking the door.  Whispering a chant long forbidden by the empire, she put a strong seal, like glass, on the door.
 
The idol began to glow with pulsating power, responding to the chants of her fellow cultists. Gunfire burst from behind the door, the seal she had placed began to crack.
 
"Choose! Choose your champion!"
 
The door burst open and bullets rained down on them. 
 
"Have no fear my brothers! Argh!"   The priest collapsed.
 
Omatix backed away from the door, evoking primal water to deflect and slow the deadly assault.  She ran to the priest who was still gasping out the ritual, reaching for the idol with one shaking hand.
 
The ICI agents pointed their weapons at her. Omatix stood up and began chanting again. Her words began to echo around the entire room, in her body, through the bodies of her targets.  Her cloak lifted and swirled about her. Her exanite crystal glowed.
 
"Shoot her! She's a witch! A heretic!" 
 
They opened fire but the bullets passed through her, their passage creating tendrils of mist. Omatix body appeared to evaporate in a smoke leaving only the swirling cloak.
 
"Foul s-sorcery!"
 
"Destroy the idol!"
 
Omatix shoook her head and threw out one hand.  Sharp blades of ice surrounded by fire pelted her enemies.  She brought her hands together and forced them open and the ground beneath the agents shook and then cracked into a wide hole.  Screaming and crying, they fell, down, down, down.
 
The hole in the earth resealed itself. Leaving only broken tiles and dirt where the agents have been.
 
"Of course... it would be you...." The dark priest nodded, his eyes glassy with death.  "You were... chosen... a mechari... pure... Eldan..." He went limp.
 
"Down here!" More agents were coming, their heavy boots thundering down the wooden staircase.
 
Omatix took the exanite crystal from the altar, then she approached one of the dead agents and took his gun.  She closed her eyes and muttered the ancient invocation.  The cloak was the only sign of her presence and even it passed through the wall after her. The agents fanned out searching the room, but found no one alive.
 
She emerged on the street outside, running as quickly as she could her metal glistening through her torn dress.  "Silic," she whispered, "I'm sorry."
 
More voices, more shouting.  She reached the wall of Illium, casting a quick glance behind her. Omatix's form turned dark and she looked up and jumped up, up onto the wall. With the gun still in her hand, she turned and looked back one last time. 
 
Then she vanished into the night.	
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			Ugh. Okay IT's D-R-A-P-E-D Not Draped.	
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Ugh. Okay IT's D-R-A-P-E-D Not D*cupcake*d.
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			Finally!!!! Gah! I've been trying to load into the forums since 5:30am this morning. I got that "you must verify your location" thing-o, and the e-mail they send out, with the code in it... I only just got it. It is 10:35am. 5 hours and change. >.>	
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Bah I'll just post it here.  I threw this together.  So forgive the mess! If it's going to be a comic I guess it doesn't matter much.
 
 
 
The streets of Illium were bright with rain and the lights shining down from the festive decorations strung about the new concert hall.  It was its inauguration. As the elite members of Dominion society filed inside, shedding their cloaks and coats, even they had to admire the gilded vaulted ceilings, the frescoes and the chandeliers.
 
Omatix walked inside, ignoring the nods of passersby.  She was dressed for the occasion in an elegant burgundy satin ballgown. On her arm hung a small sachet that she wore in lieu of perfume. A string of pearls adorned her neck.  Although she was not an organic being, she caught the eye of many of them for her elegance if not her seductiveness.
 
Passing through a hall adorned with silken curtains, she entered the main ball room.  Lining the walls were tables where people were sitting and eating from the banquet or standing around a large fountain of wine.
 
"Rather over the top." came a voice behind her.
 
"This is a theater."
 
"Concert hall."
 
"Either way, there must be a show."  She turned her cold gaze to him, another Mechari dressed in a suit and a top hat. "Where on Nexus did you get that?"
 
"Oh this?" He tipped it.
 
"Don't you think it's a bit flashy for the occasion, Silic?"
 
"No, all eyes are on you anyway."  He took her arm and led her to one of the tables.  He pulled out a chair and she sat. A waiter appeared unbidden and settled a small napkin on the table along with a goblet.
 
Omatix's eyes turned to the goblet and a small marking on her napkin. It seemed like a smudge of ink or a stain. That is until she turned the glass just right.  The image distorted when the light passed through the curved crystal revealing the sign of the Dominion, but upside down, its colors inverted.
 
"Tonight." murmumed the waiter.
 
* * * * * * *
 
After the banquet was completed there was a call for a brief show. As patrons filed into the theater, Omatrix noticed several that stayed behind watching them.  The ICI was already here but although they had a vague idea of what was going to happen, Omatix hoped that their performance would go on to the final curtain.
 
She took her seat in the theater and reached beneath it, pulling out a dark evening cloak. "I'm a bit chilly," she said by way of explanation. "Excuse me."
 
She stood up and made her way to the back of the theater and passed through a door to the dressing rooms.  Several others were waiting as well also bearing dark cloaks. She moved among them and held out her hand against a door. "We are all brothers here." She said.
 
After a moment the door unlatched. It was the waiter. "This way."
 
They descended a hidden staircase to a cellar, her metal feet making indents in the wood steps. Had she a heart it would be as beating as fast as those around her.  But she was driven not by emotion, but by a singular purpose.
 
The waiter lit a torch, revealing a large gilded idol, an Eldan Relic, stolen from a holy site and highly sought after for its significance. The idol was of a hooded Eldan woman, her head bowed meditatively over her folded hands, her head convered in a cloak.
 
The "waiter" now raising his hands, invoked the ancient primal energies of Nexus. On an altar was a chunk of pure Exanite.
 
Air. Fire. Water. Earth. Logic. Life.  Each one signified by its hand signal.  Omatix performed the ritual with the others. Her affinity for primal energies was unheard of among her kind. She kept her talent carefully hidden from everyone, even those who mattered the most to her.
 
"We are the ones who have traveled lightyears for this day.  To finally see the true power of our art and to reap the inheritance of our Eldan ancestors."  He raised his hands upward. "See! Oh mighty one!  We are surrounded by heretics! Those who would destroy us in the name of the false emporer and the false Six!  Show your power to us and render them speechless!"
 
Omatix turned back to the entrance with a gasp. "They're coming!"
 
But the priest paid her no heed. "Choose your champion! And bring us into your light!"
 
Omatix stood in the entrance her body blocking the door.  Whispering a chant long forbidden by the empire, she put a strong seal, like glass, on the door.
 
The idol began to glow with pulsating power, responding to the chants of her fellow cultists. Gunfire burst from behind the door, the seal she had placed began to crack.
 
"Choose! Choose your champion!"
 
The door burst open and bullets rained down on them. 
 
"Have no fear my brothers! Argh!"   The priest collapsed.
 
Omatix backed away from the door, evoking primal water to deflect and slow the deadly assault.  She ran to the priest who was still gasping out the ritual, reaching for the idol with one shaking hand.
 
The ICI agents pointed their weapons at her. Omatix stood up and began chanting again. Her words began to echo around the entire room, in her body, through the bodies of her targets.  Her cloak lifted and swirled about her. Her exanite crystal glowed.
 
"Shoot her! She's a witch! A heretic!" 
 
They opened fire but the bullets passed through her, their passage creating tendrils of mist. Omatix body appeared to evaporate in a smoke leaving only the swirling cloak.
 
"Foul s-sorcery!"
 
"Destroy the idol!"
 
Omatix shoook her head and threw out one hand.  Sharp blades of ice surrounded by fire pelted her enemies.  She brought her hands together and forced them open and the ground beneath the agents shook and then cracked into a wide hole.  Screaming and crying, they fell, down, down, down.
 
The hole in the earth resealed itself. Leaving only broken tiles and dirt where the agents have been.
 
"Of course... it would be you...." The dark priest nodded, his eyes glassy with death.  "You were... chosen... a mechari... pure... Eldan..." He went limp.
 
"Down here!" More agents were coming, their heavy boots thundering down the wooden staircase.
 
Omatix took the exanite crystal from the altar, then she approached one of the dead agents and took his gun.  She closed her eyes and muttered the ancient invocation.  The cloak was the only sign of her presence and even it passed through the wall after her. The agents fanned out searching the room, but found no one alive.
 
She emerged on the street outside, running as quickly as she could her metal glistening through her torn dress.  "Silic," she whispered, "I'm sorry."
 
More voices, more shouting.  She reached the wall of Illium, casting a quick glance behind her. Omatix's form turned dark and she looked up and jumped up, up onto the wall. With the gun still in her hand, she turned and looked back one last time. 
 
Then she vanished into the night.
 
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The Weave is a lie! It can only be maintained by fooling Aurin into thinking the only good ecosystem is a forest system. The Aurin in Whitevale are not terrorists. They are Exile Aurin trying to save the plants and trees which do not belong in the tundra.
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Ok, was inspired to write a bit of comedy...this is meant to be viewed as a comic book or possibly short vid script.
 
 
 
Why Velgar Kraz was banned from the galley, or Pre-packaging comes to the Dominion
 
[sCENE: The laboratory of young chua Velgar Kraz.  Items are strewn everywhere, this is the lab of a mad scientist who has yet to figure out what to be insane about and is searching diligently.]
 
Velgar:  Hrrm, Gravitic Inversion….no, Kramic Zig is working on that, and am not a test subject.  Negative Life effects…no, last time we tried, the test subjects started trying to suck blood, skin sparkled a minute before they exploded…if could be weaponized however!
 
[Velgar looks enthused, then kind of pained as a soft growl comes from his lower region]
 
Velgar:  Ugh, need food to continue SCIENCE!!!
 
[Velgar stands and leaves the lab]
 
[sCENE: The ships galley, where two Draken and three Cassian lowborn chefs direct the staff in the feeding of thousands.  Ovens can be seen cooking whole Rowdowsers, piles of Veggies are getting sliced, and vats filled with strange looking stews are being stirred.  It is a kitchen that would look in place in a lords manor in the 1800’s, but with a high-tech twist.]
 
[Velgar enters]
 
Velgar:  Foods!  This one must have Foods! For Science waits not for hunger.
 
Head Cook Vink:  Lunch will not be ready for another hour, it is still cooking.  We have some cold soup left over from last night if you must eat now…but its probably gone off.
 
Velgar:  Gah, can you not quickly cook something?
 
Vink:  No, the meat must be butchered, and everything prepared, and then it takes at least an hour for the ovens to properly cook it all.
 
Velgar: If only there was some way to have the food ready for eating in mere…..sec…onds..
 
[Velgar gets that look in his eyes, SCIENCE!! Is about to happen]
 
Velgar:  YES! YES! That is what I will explore, how to properly cook food with SCIENCE!
 
[Velgar turns and leaves the kitchens]
 
Velgar:  I will need at least a dozen Rowdowsers, three piles of veggies, and lots of beer delivered to my quarters....UNTOUCHED!
 
[sCENE: Velgar Kraz’s laboratory has undergone a transformation, there are pens containing scared looking test subjects, rowdowsers, planters filled with veggies, and vats of bubbling liquids.  Velgar is leaning to look at a strange device positioned above a rowdowser, and three veggies, all stuck in a canister half filled with a golden colored liquid that bubbles slightly]
 
Velgar:  Yes, Yes, liquid needed to keep food moist, so not fall apart before eating….
 
[Velgar presses a  button and a strange glow surrounds the victims…and they suddenly through SCIENCE! shrink down into a small pill the size of large asprin. (artists design how this happens) The pill quivers on the table. As Velgar cackles gleefully.]
 
[Velgar turns to one of the penned up test subjects. (Race left up to artist)]
 
Velgar:  You!, Yes You!  Go over and stand on the testing platform.  As usual, two tests, and you are able to be reassigned.
 
[The X slowly walks over to the testing platform, carefully avoiding the roasted chunks of meat, veggies and unknown that strew the platform’s floor.]
 
Velgar:  Take this pill, you have had nothing to eat last day and half, yes yes?
 
Subject: [with some hope in eyes] I had some tea last night.
 
Velgar:  Well, might cause side effects, but will be still SCIENCE…so take this pill and swallow it.  No you can’t have any water to help it go down, must be dry for first test!!!!
 
[Electronic arm picks pill up off of table and takes it over to Subject and waits in front of them]
 
Velgar:  Well!! Opens your MOUTH
 
[shuddering, the subject opens their mouth and the pill is forced down.]
 
Velgar:  Everything looks optimal, your digestion seems to be breaking down the capsules integrity nicely…soon you will have full meal in pill form!  Quick! Easy!  Maybe not so Tasty!  But I’ll work on that.  Better Food through SCIE……
 
[Velgar gets cut off as the subject suddenly turns a funky purple, and explodes!]
 
Velgar: NCE!!....hrm, didn’t catch fire this time, this is good, progress is being made!!!  Time to prepare next meal!!!
 
[sCENE: Closes out looking at the terrified test subjects in the pen…the Rowdowsers don’t look too thrilled either.]
 
 
 
 
Constructive criticism accepted, flames get writer fed Velgar's next experiment.	
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 If the Dominion have an issue with it, tough.
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Tough for the Aurin, you mean. Moo the Bug Hunter has much Aurin blood on his claws...
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Such a cutie. 
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Is it just me, or is it when Carbine fixes something everyone was complaining about, the population on the general discussion forums changes to the people who want to *cupcake* about the change.
 
I feel abandoned by the people who were complaining about attunement, now. :(  Now I have to make new friends with the new complainers.	
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Is it just me, or is it when Carbine fixes something everyone was complaining about, the population on the general discussion forums changes to the people who want to *cupcake* about the change.
 
I feel abandoned by the people who were complaining about attunement, now. :(  Now I have to make new friends with the new complainers.
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Is it just me, or is it when Carbine fixes something everyone was complaining about, the population on the general discussion forums changes to the people who want to *cupcake* about the change.
 
I feel abandoned by the people who were complaining about attunement, now. :(  Now I have to make new friends with the new complainers.
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Anyone on now that can do Skullcracker invite?
 
I found Scott in game.
 
Boomyre and Mechitar are in the Skullcrackers!
 
Marked them as "Kytar" in the guild notes. ;)	
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Ok, was inspired to write a bit of comedy...this is meant to be viewed as a comic book or possibly short vid script.
 
 
 
Why Velgar Kraz was banned from the galley, or Pre-packaging comes to the Dominion
 
[sCENE: The laboratory of young chua Velgar Kraz.  Items are strewn everywhere, this is the lab of a mad scientist who has yet to figure out what to be insane about and is searching diligently.]
 
Velgar:  Hrrm, Gravitic Inversion….no, Kramic Zig is working on that, and am not a test subject.  Negative Life effects…no, last time we tried, the test subjects started trying to suck blood, skin sparkled a minute before they exploded…if could be weaponized however!
 
[Velgar looks enthused, then kind of pained as a soft growl comes from his lower region]
 
Velgar:  Ugh, need food to continue SCIENCE!!!
 
[Velgar stands and leaves the lab]
 
[sCENE: The ships galley, where two Draken and three Cassian lowborn chefs direct the staff in the feeding of thousands.  Ovens can be seen cooking whole Rowdowsers, piles of Veggies are getting sliced, and vats filled with strange looking stews are being stirred.  It is a kitchen that would look in place in a lords manor in the 1800’s, but with a high-tech twist.]
 
[Velgar enters]
 
Velgar:  Foods!  This one must have Foods! For Science waits not for hunger.
 
Head Cook Vink:  Lunch will not be ready for another hour, it is still cooking.  We have some cold soup left over from last night if you must eat now…but its probably gone off.
 
Velgar:  Gah, can you not quickly cook something?
 
Vink:  No, the meat must be butchered, and everything prepared, and then it takes at least an hour for the ovens to properly cook it all.
 
Velgar: If only there was some way to have the food ready for eating in mere…..sec…onds..
 
[Velgar gets that look in his eyes, SCIENCE!! Is about to happen]
 
Velgar:  YES! YES! That is what I will explore, how to properly cook food with SCIENCE!
 
[Velgar turns and leaves the kitchens]
 
Velgar:  I will need at least a dozen Rowdowsers, three piles of veggies, and lots of beer delivered to my quarters....UNTOUCHED!
 
[sCENE: Velgar Kraz’s laboratory has undergone a transformation, there are pens containing scared looking test subjects, rowdowsers, planters filled with veggies, and vats of bubbling liquids.  Velgar is leaning to look at a strange device positioned above a rowdowser, and three veggies, all stuck in a canister half filled with a golden colored liquid that bubbles slightly]
 
Velgar:  Yes, Yes, liquid needed to keep food moist, so not fall apart before eating….
 
[Velgar presses a  button and a strange glow surrounds the victims…and they suddenly through SCIENCE! shrink down into a small pill the size of large asprin. (artists design how this happens) The pill quivers on the table. As Velgar cackles gleefully.]
 
[Velgar turns to one of the penned up test subjects. (Race left up to artist)]
 
Velgar:  You!, Yes You!  Go over and stand on the testing platform.  As usual, two tests, and you are able to be reassigned.
 
[The X slowly walks over to the testing platform, carefully avoiding the roasted chunks of meat, veggies and unknown that strew the platform’s floor.]
 
Velgar:  Take this pill, you have had nothing to eat last day and half, yes yes?
 
Subject: [with some hope in eyes] I had some tea last night.
 
Velgar:  Well, might cause side effects, but will be still SCIENCE…so take this pill and swallow it.  No you can’t have any water to help it go down, must be dry for first test!!!!
 
[Electronic arm picks pill up off of table and takes it over to Subject and waits in front of them]
 
Velgar:  Well!! Opens your MOUTH
 
[shuddering, the subject opens their mouth and the pill is forced down.]
 
Velgar:  Everything looks optimal, your digestion seems to be breaking down the capsules integrity nicely…soon you will have full meal in pill form!  Quick! Easy!  Maybe not so Tasty!  But I’ll work on that.  Better Food through SCIE……
 
[Velgar gets cut off as the subject suddenly turns a funky purple, and explodes!]
 
Velgar: NCE!!....hrm, didn’t catch fire this time, this is good, progress is being made!!!  Time to prepare next meal!!!
 
[sCENE: Closes out looking at the terrified test subjects in the pen…the Rowdowsers don’t look too thrilled either.]
 
 
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Meal in pill form! Someone call willy wonka!
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So, I had my MRI yesterday. It sucked. I got cramps in my lower back and almost had the first "panic attack" of my life. 
 
Got the results from my doctor today. Three herniated disks but no sign of degeneration, so there's that. So basically, he gave me some steroids, nerve medicine and some good ol' Vicodin and told me come back next month.
 
I can walk, so I won't risk surgery that could leave me paralyzed. That means a lifetime of pain medicine and limping everywhere I go.
 
I'm too young for that crap.  :(
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ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!
*kicks an Aurins teeth in* stuck with blight haven for another freakin day because i cant get this stupid heart from Elyona.
*throws an Aurin through a window*	
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ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!
*kicks an Aurins teeth in* stuck with blight haven for another freakin day because i cant get this stupid heart from Elyona.
*throws an Aurin through a window*
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			Images of Nintari's Chua Hunter series....that giggling Dagun when ever you missed a chua.....	
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I think it's a sign...
 	
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			That's quite the upgrade.	
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I think it's a sign...
 
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.....just so we are clear...your wearing pants...I just want to point that out...that is all. TY
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If Chuas mate says wear pyjama, Chua wear pyjama......
mate can be......convincing...
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Bah......
Chua in bad mood now.
Mods removing Chua's post in volatile topic........Is like Chua not even allowed to poke topics anymore......
 
Mods keep Chua on short leesh :(	
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New thread is over this way. :)
 
- team WildStar 	
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