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Delphi Aegis
Pancake
posted 06-19-2002 02:30:28 AM
quote:
Verily, Hipolyta Darkiss doth proclaim:
Many have tried this path before you, many more have failed.

When the time comes, should you feel it necessary, you can make good on your threats. Know this, and remember it. I fear not your gods, nor the powers any mere mortal may possess. If an army you raise, and it happens to be vast, know that I can raise one as large if not larger. With one benefit.. Total, and absolute obedience.

This is your choice, and it will then become your doom.


Who ever said I was a mere mortal?

Delphi
I walk in the Light
Facing the Darkness Boldly
I fear no Evil
Ferret
Poing! Poing!
posted 06-19-2002 02:30:29 AM
Smacks the box with his hand.

Quiet in there!

Lyinar Ka`Bael
Are you looking at my pine tree again?
posted 06-19-2002 02:58:45 AM
*Colin gnaws on it, smiling around it at Daddy*


Lyinar Ka`Bael, Piney Fresh Druidess - Luclin

Chalesm
There is no innuendo in this title.
posted 06-19-2002 03:02:16 AM
Wow, I head out of town for two days, and look what goes on! Hipolyta herself returns. Judging by the last few times this has happened, I think we'd be better off with most lower demons. This doesn't look good. Geeorn's idea was a one-shot deal, and Big Deth seems missing in action. If anyone's got a really, really good idea, this would probably be the time to bring it up.

...actually, now that I think of it, there was that interesting little idea that never got attempted last time. Little Mortimer... All right! I don't know whether I can find him or not, but it's worth a shot!

*attempts a teleportation spell, and on the second try gets it right, vanishing from sight*

[ 06-19-2002: Message edited by: Chalesm ]

In the beginning the Universe was created.
This has made a lot of people angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.

Douglas Adams, 1952-2001

Ruvie's Alt
Haven't you always wanted a monkey?
posted 06-19-2002 08:21:47 AM
Here's a good idea... Let me fight! I'm a fighter, damnit, it's what I was put on this planet here for!
Hipolyta Darkiss
Evil Incarnate
posted 06-19-2002 10:47:54 AM
quote:
Vorbis of Pie Model 2000 was programmed to say:
*squeezes his gloved hands together.* Will you not indulge me in a kind little duel? Or should I seek elsewhere for a test of abilities?

(Vorbis, was this directed at me?)

Hipolyta Darkiss,
"Hell hath no fury like a.. Well like me."
Hipolyta Darkiss
Evil Incarnate
posted 06-19-2002 10:52:27 AM
So... One has already progressed to the second challenge? Hmmm... Interesting.

One down, and two to go for him it appears.

As for the other... It would seem his time is running short.

Hipolyta Darkiss,
"Hell hath no fury like a.. Well like me."
Pesco
Is a copyright of Peachis. Don't underestimate his pants, either.
posted 06-19-2002 11:02:22 AM
quote:
Fighter wrote this stupid crap:
Here's a good idea... Let me fight! I'm a fighter, damnit, it's what I was put on this planet here for!

Pesco threatens Fighter with the Blackjack again.

Hipolyta Darkiss
Evil Incarnate
posted 06-19-2002 11:03:35 AM
quote:
Everyone wondered WTF when JooJooFlop wrote:
*comes out from pretty much nowhere to tap Hipolyta on the arm*

Um, pardon me a moment. I realize you are a busy lady and everything, but I was wondering if you could answer a small question for me. I've been wanting to ask this question for some time now, and it's finally bothered me enough to come up to you and ask. The answer would mean a great deal to me as I can finally stop worrying about what it may or may not be.


I've dealt with you before... Why is it that you bother me now?

Hipolyta Darkiss,
"Hell hath no fury like a.. Well like me."
Falaanla Marr
I AM HOT CHIX
posted 06-19-2002 11:36:38 AM
Falaanla stands, Elemental by her side.

Not again.

Deth, a question if I may. would she happen to be in any way shape or form summoned? If so...I may be able to help, at least a little bit.

Fal looks at the...thing...

Miss Hipolyta... You may be able to do battle with us. You may be able to kill one or two of us even. Though as Iam sure you are aware, it would be a losing battle, considering the combined might of the many that are here.

Are you sure that is a mistake you wish to make?

Chalesm
There is no innuendo in this title.
posted 06-19-2002 12:43:09 PM
*runs back into the area*

I have found him! If was a long and arduous search ...well, all right, he never got past the local candy store... but anyway, I've found him!

Formed in the firey inferno of a Parcelan parody. Built long ago using the same devices that built Hipolyta (Which were, umm ... borrowed, not stolen, from Ja'Deth's lab). A being with amazing abilities, the greatest of which is the ability to annoy. I present to you the little brother of Mortious himself, and the cutest little necromantic construct you ever did see ...

Mortimer!

In the beginning the Universe was created.
This has made a lot of people angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.

Douglas Adams, 1952-2001

Mortimer
Pancake
posted 06-19-2002 12:43:55 PM
*A small cloud of green mist forms. It smells slightly of death, but much more of moldy cheese. Inside the cloud, a dark shape takes form. The dark shape gathers, and the mist dissapears, until all that remains is ... it.

Where the cloud of mist was, there is now a waist-high figure. At first glance it looks like a tiny Mortious because of its dark armor. However, on closer look, it betrays its evil appearence. Instead of a forboding helmet there is a bucket, complete with handle, that has two dark eye holes. All the spikes on the armor are blunted and child-safe. Instead of an ominous clang, it's footsteps make a rather cute squeaking noise.

The thing looks up and says in a high-pitched voice that echoes throughout the area:

Um, hi! Some guy said I has a big sister, and I should come meet her. I wanna see her, is she here, huh? I never had a sister before, but that means she's family! Yay!

*casts a hopeful look around

Mightion Defensor
posted 06-19-2002 12:55:47 PM
The noble paladin Mightion strides into the area, obviously drawn by something, as he casts his gaze about as if looking for something.

His armor shines with the purest light, almost as if it senses a source of great darkness nearby. His gaze falls on the diminutive Mortimer and he scowls, puzzled..

Mortimer? Are you the great focus of evil I have sensed in this...

His voice trails off as he realizes the origin of the trace is not Mortimer. He turns his head to look in the direction his paladinly awareness guides him and...

Bloody hell. You again.

(OOC: Ready and willing to serve, forces of light. )

Fizodeth
an unflattering title
posted 06-19-2002 01:01:43 PM
*Fizodeth beats on the inside of the box which he awakened to find himself in*

wow.. I musta inhaled some serious fumes pelting the zomb-struct....

Zaile Ghostmaker
You've gotta remember, I'm an EverQuest character.
posted 06-19-2002 01:14:53 PM
quote:
In this room sits an enfeebled old man. He explains to you that in his life before this prison he took too many gifts for granted. Because of this he hasnÂ’t been allowed to eat or drink, and it is finally killing him. In this square room there is the man, two heavy chests, and a door. The door appears to have no apparent latch to open it with.
The old man tells you that in one of these chest is an endless meal, but one chest also contains certain doom. He cannot solve the riddle, and he cannot figure out how to leave the room. All he says is that solving the riddle solves another riddle that is “What is gained from life?” and the door will open.

As you examine the chests they are labeled "Chest of Truth" and "Chest of Betrayal". A sign on the “Chest of Truth” says, "The sign on the “Chest of Betrayal” is true and the meal is in the “Chest of Truth” ". A sign on the “Chest of Betrayal” says, "The sign on the “Chest of Truth” is false and the meal is in the “Chest of Truth” ". Assuming there is food in one of the chests, which chest contains the food?


Zaile scratches lightly under his chin as he looks the chests over while listening to the old man.

"I find it disturbing that you say that one chest contains food, AND ONE contains doom. If you had said that one contains food, AND THE OTHER contains doom, I would feel alot safer. As it is, what's to say that one chest doesn't hold both?"

Zaile sighs. "Usually, I solve problems like this by hitting stuff till it breaks. Japolo's the smart one of the team. Damn it! Ok, let's see..."

Zaile sits down in front of the chests, and begins to think.

I find that most problems can be solved by excessive violence.

It is held in thought
only by the understanding
of the Wind.

Zaile Ghostmaker
You've gotta remember, I'm an EverQuest character.
posted 06-19-2002 01:26:12 PM
quote:
Zaile sits down in front of the chests, and begins to think.

"Got it!" Zaile stands up, and walks over to the old man.

"Both of them can't be true, so at least one of them has to be false. But, they both say that the food is in the Truth chest, so it can't be in there. It HAS to be in the Betrayal one.

"It works with that other riddle too. I've seen people go through their lives totally without a clue. You don't allways get truth. But, life allways abandons you in the end. So, that's kind of a betrayal, yes?

"Your food is in the 'Chest of Betrayal'. The problem is, I can't say where the doom is. The food may be poisoned, to give you that final 'betrayal' by life. You're the one that's starving, Sir. Are you willing to eat the food that's been left for you, knowing this?"

I find that most problems can be solved by excessive violence.

It is held in thought
only by the understanding
of the Wind.

Maelarr
Pancake
posted 06-19-2002 02:42:43 PM
/yawn finally got EQ working on my own puter, been on it all night. slept in late

*"Borrows" pescos blackjack*

Hey Sparky, take this, hit him *Points to the crazy gnome* with it hard

*Sparky promptly takes the blackjack and whaps the en-boxed gnome on the head with all its undead might*

[ 06-19-2002: Message edited by: Maelarr ]


All Empires Fall, You just have to know where to push- Me
Cleric Rogue Sigpic
Vise the Stompy
Title now 100% ass free!
posted 06-19-2002 02:51:49 PM
Hipo Do the Happy Dance With me!
Fizodeth
an unflattering title
posted 06-19-2002 02:52:10 PM
quote:
Maelarr attempted to be funny by writing:
*Sparky promptly takes the blackjack and whaps the en-boxed gnome on the head with all its undead might*

I was in the box... am I out now? can I continue my onslaught of useless but fun orb throwings?

Hipolyta Darkiss
Evil Incarnate
posted 06-19-2002 02:52:57 PM
quote:
Zaile Ronso got all f'ed up on Angel Dust and wrote:
"Got it!" Zaile stands up, and walks over to the old man.

"Both of them can't be true, so at least one of them has to be false. But, they both say that the food is in the Truth chest, so it can't be in there. It HAS to be in the Betrayal one.

"It works with that other riddle too. I've seen people go through their lives totally without a clue. You don't allways get truth. But, life allways abandons you in the end. So, that's kind of a betrayal, yes?

"Your food is in the 'Chest of Betrayal'. The problem is, I can't say where the doom is. The food may be poisoned, to give you that final 'betrayal' by life. You're the one that's starving, Sir. Are you willing to eat the food that's been left for you, knowing this?"



The man looks at you for a minute, and then with a nod, goes on your word. He takes the mounted key and proceeds to the chest marked betrayal.

Shaking he places the key in the chests lock, and turns the key. The aroma of well-cooked meats and breads fills the area, and the man looks at you ecstatically.

"Poison or not, Id rather die by poison than by starvation."

His look of joy soon turns to fear as he notices there is actually no food in this chest, but a trigger to a vicious looking mechanism. There is a small click, as he only has time to look back at you in sorrow, before the room quakes in a horrendous explosion. After the smoke clears, you find yourself struggling to get up from the pain. You feel battered and beaten to such an extent, you don't know how much further you can go on. Of the man there is no sign save the charred remains of his enfeebled form.

The door on the other suddenly opens, swinging inward to reveal a new room. Even through your injuries, you feel confident you can at least attempt to tackle this next obstacle. Suddenly appearing on the door is the single word "Experience".

quote:

As you enter this room you hear the door quickly shut behind you and lock you in. The walls suddenly begin to quake, and you see them beginning to move towards you. You realize if you don't think of something quickly, they will crush you to death.

In this room on the far wall is a mechanism that looks finely put together. As you examine it closer you see that it is controlling the walls closing in on you. It is a water lock. On the basin of the lock it says "Four Litre" and it appears that pouring the correct amount of water into the basin will disable the device, stopping the walls. However it appears you only have one chance at pouring the correct amount into the basin, as there is another small trigger on the lock that will be activated should the amount be incorrect.

To the side of the water lock is a small fountain thats water is running endlessly. You also see a small barrel that says "Three Litre" which is empty, a small barrel that says "Five Litre" which is empty, and a drain built into the floor. There are no markings on the barrels to indicate measurement, other than them being a three litre container and a five litre container. It does however appear that water can be emptied down the drain.

The walls have since grown wicked spikes during your examination. The situation doesn't look promising, and the message written on the fountain seems to taunt you. It simply says, "What is needed to endure the hardships of life"


Hipolyta Darkiss,
"Hell hath no fury like a.. Well like me."
Maelarr
Pancake
posted 06-19-2002 03:05:05 PM
quote:
Fizodeth Model 2000 was programmed to say:
I was in the box... am I out now? can I continue my onslaught of useless but fun orb throwings?

The box was opened by sparky, Soon after being opened Sparky pummeled you repeatedly to the head with Pesco's Blackjack.


All Empires Fall, You just have to know where to push- Me
Cleric Rogue Sigpic
Janus.
I am not a woman
posted 06-19-2002 03:14:45 PM
quote:
Vise the Stompy stumbled drunkenly to the keyboard and typed:
Hipo Do the Happy Dance With me!

Dooooooo the daaaaaance!!
Mortious
Gluttonous Overlard
posted 06-19-2002 03:20:09 PM
To help Zaile, or not to help Zaile...

No, I think I'll just stand by and watch for now. Watching the struggles of mortal creatures is always a source of amusement.

Mightion Defensor
posted 06-19-2002 03:23:01 PM
* pokes Mortious in the eyehole with a stale breadstick
Fizodeth
an unflattering title
posted 06-19-2002 03:29:41 PM
quote:
ACES! Another post by Maelarr:
The box was opened by sparky, Soon after being opened Sparky pummeled you repeatedly to the head with Pesco's Blackjack.

*Fizodeth calls Bob to fend off Sparky*

weeheee!

*He begins to throw the orbs at Sparky*

Mortious
Gluttonous Overlard
posted 06-19-2002 03:32:57 PM
Mortious absorbs the breadstick, yes, through his eye, before promptly backhanding Mightion.
Mightion Defensor
posted 06-19-2002 03:37:18 PM
Sorry, Mort.. that was a crumby thing of me to do...
Mortious
Gluttonous Overlard
posted 06-19-2002 03:38:23 PM
Do it again, and you're toast.
Fizodeth
an unflattering title
posted 06-19-2002 03:39:59 PM
quote:
Mortious's account was hax0red to write:
toast.

the irony...

Mightion Defensor
posted 06-19-2002 03:40:08 PM
Who are you, the upper crust all of a sudden?
Hipolyta Darkiss
Evil Incarnate
posted 06-19-2002 03:42:50 PM
quote:
Mightion Defensor spewed forth this undeniable truth:
Who are you, the upper crust all of a sudden?

(Oh the pain! THE PAIN!!!)

Hipolyta Darkiss,
"Hell hath no fury like a.. Well like me."
Mightion Defensor
posted 06-19-2002 03:45:17 PM
quote:
A sleep deprived Hipolyta Darkiss stammered:
(Oh the pain! THE PAIN!!!)

Hmmm.. she doesn't like puns. I guess pun tolerance wasn't bread into her. I imagine it would have cost too much dough, even if it didn't get a rise out of her.

Maybe she'll feel better if I give her a flour?

Mortious
Gluttonous Overlard
posted 06-19-2002 03:46:54 PM
quote:
Mightion Defensor had this to say about Punky Brewster:
Maybe she'll feel better if I give her a flour?

You're s-wheat.

Mightion Defensor
posted 06-19-2002 03:47:54 PM
quote:
Mortious had this to say about pies:
You're s-wheat.

Hey, someone has to go against the grain.

Mortious
Gluttonous Overlard
posted 06-19-2002 03:50:35 PM
Well at yeast you're honest.
Mightion Defensor
posted 06-19-2002 03:58:04 PM
Hey, I t-rye.

Hmmm... I wonder if I can sandwich any more puns in?

Vorbis
Vend-A-Goat
posted 06-19-2002 03:58:14 PM
quote:
Hipolyta Darkiss spewed forth this undeniable truth:
(Vorbis, was this directed at me?)

(Yeah, continuation of my previous post)

Zaile Ghostmaker
You've gotta remember, I'm an EverQuest character.
posted 06-19-2002 04:04:18 PM
quote:
His look of joy soon turns to fear as he notices there is actually no food in this chest, but a trigger to a vicious looking mechanism. There is a small click, as he only has time to look back at you in sorrow, before the room quakes in a horrendous explosion. After the smoke clears, you find yourself struggling to get up from the pain. You feel battered and beaten to such an extent, you don't know how much further you can go on. Of the man there is no sign save the charred remains of his enfeebled form.

Zaile limps over to what's left of the poor man. He looks down upon the human's charred remains with a look of sadness.

"I'm so sorry. You're dead now, and I don't even know if it's because I got it wrong, or if it's because I got it right..."

He begins to call upon the spirits for the power to heal himself, but pauses. Realizing that any spirits here, willinglingly or not, will answer to his captor, he gives a small snarl of pained fustration.

quote:
The door on the other suddenly opens, swinging inward to reveal a new room. Even through your injuries, you feel confident you can at least attempt to tackle this next obstacle. Suddenly appearing on the door is the single word "Experience".

Taking a deep breath to brace himself against the pain, Zaile heads for the now open door. As he walks, he tries to convince himself that the growling of his stomach is due to the brief scent of food that came from the chest, and not due to the smell of charred flesh that comes from the human he failed to save.

quote:
As you enter this room you hear the door quickly shut behind you and lock you in. The walls suddenly begin to quake, and you see them beginning to move towards you. You realize if you don't think of something quickly, they will crush you to death.
In this room on the far wall is a mechanism that looks finely put together. As you examine it closer you see that it is controlling the walls closing in on you. It is a water lock. On the basin of the lock it says "Four Litre" and it appears that pouring the correct amount of water into the basin will disable the device, stopping the walls. However it appears you only have one chance at pouring the correct amount into the basin, as there is another small trigger on the lock that will be activated should the amount be incorrect.

To the side of the water lock is a small fountain thats water is running endlessly. You also see a small barrel that says "Three Litre" which is empty, a small barrel that says "Five Litre" which is empty, and a drain built into the floor. There are no markings on the barrels to indicate measurement, other than them being a three litre container and a five litre container. It does however appear that water can be emptied down the drain.

The walls have since grown wicked spikes during your examination. The situation doesn't look promising, and the message written on the fountain seems to taunt you. It simply says, "What is needed to endure the hardships of life"


Zaile whimpers, his whole body drooping with dispair. "Oh no... I've heard this riddle before, but I could never solve it! I'm dead! I'm ...", he brightens, "I'm going to cheat!"

He quickly fills the three litre barrel, and then dumps it into the five litre barrel. He mutters to himself as he works. "Ok, three in the five. It needs two more." He refills the smaller barrel, then uses that to finish filling the larger barrel. "There, two more liters to make five, leaving only one in the small one. Now, to cheat..." He sticks his hand into the three liter barrel, and uses his natural claws to mark the water level. "There, three minus two is one." He dumps out the last of the water in the smaller barrel, and uses the five liter barrel to fill it to the claw mark. "And, five minus one is the four I need!"

Zaile dumps the four liters of water out of the barrel and into the lock. "After all", he mutters, "if she doesn't do what people expected her to do, why should I? Or... is that the idea here?"

I find that most problems can be solved by excessive violence.

It is held in thought
only by the understanding
of the Wind.

Palador ChibiDragon
Dismembered
posted 06-19-2002 04:09:55 PM
quote:
Hey, I t-rye.

Hmmm... I wonder if I can sandwich any more puns in?


With a small wail of disgust, Palador's Eye of Zomm slams itself into the first sharp object it can reach, destoying the link and ending the spell.

I believe in the existance of magic, not because I have seen proof of its existance, but because I refuse to live in a world where it does not exist.
Mightion Defensor
posted 06-19-2002 04:13:27 PM
quote:
We were all impressed when Palador ChibiDragon wrote:
With a small wail of disgust, Palador's Eye of Zomm slams itself into the first sharp object it can reach, destoying the link and ending the spell.

Hmmm... guess he didn't see it coming.

A flaw in the Vision, perhaps?

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