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| Existing or not, someone's either fucking with my cosm or something's seriously glitched and I'm getting weird twists instead of the ones I should be getting. --[[User:Zaylin|Zaylin]] 20:56, 30 March 2012 (EDT) | Existing or not, someone's either fucking with my cosm or something's seriously glitched and I'm getting weird twists instead of the ones I should be getting. --[[User:Zaylin|Zaylin]] 20:56, 30 March 2012 (EDT) | ||
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| + | a prismatic sphere [out] | ||
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| + | This appears to be the inside of a prismatic sphere several yares across. | ||
| + | The odor of liquor is overwhelming. Lines of colorful energy drift in the air | ||
| + | and occasionally solidify into some sort of determinate representation. A | ||
| + | ceaseless, swirling storm of motes of multicolored light fills the air. Thick | ||
| + | veins line the wall, pulsing steadily with blood and glowing intensely with | ||
| + | raw incorporeal life energy. A round, tightly woven straw mat, in the style | ||
| + | of a combat training mat, curves along with the bottom of the sphere. The | ||
| + | wall of the sphere along periphery of the mat is covered in elaborate etchings | ||
| + | of battle scenes. More abstract diagrams of combat tools and techniques | ||
| + | follow above it, always showing a pair of combatants with diverse weapons and | ||
| + | styles. The sphere is lit with a uniform, soft light from no apparent source. | ||
| + | Through the slightly translucent wall, the churning chaos of the Exoma is | ||
| + | dimly visible. An extensive assortment of light orange, pink, purple, white, | ||
| + | and blue stuffed bears is here. Each bear has a small red heart sewn onto | ||
| + | their chest, and a smile that can only be described as disconcerting for a | ||
| + | stuffed animal toy. The area is brightly lit. | ||
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| + | The only obvious exit is out. | ||
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| + | Looks like I ended up with another weird twist, at least it's not food related this time, I am so confused. --[[User:Zaylin|Zaylin]] 15:49, 2 April 2012 (EDT) | ||
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Sunfish/Attuned/Crafty Linguist/Sister of Wine and Song/Wandslinger anent the Asklepeion, somewhat frail: This appears to be the inside of a violet sphere several yares across. Ghostly geometric patterns flicker in the air. The wall seems to have an almost transparent quality to it, allowing one to examine the strange physical structure composing it. A round, tightly woven straw mat, in the style of a combat training mat, curves along with the bottom of the sphere. The sphere is lit with a uniform, soft light from no apparent source. Through the slightly translucent wall, the churning chaos of the Exoma is dimly visible. The area is reasonably well-lit. --Ansrel
Amberite Aligned Neophyte Warden, Probaton of the Pantarchic Church of Yehovah, and Wandslinger anent Hanoma: This appears to be the inside of a golden-mottled violet sphere several yares across. A network of intangible, interpenetrating geometric lines fills the air. Thin veins line the wall, pulsing gently with blood and glimmering faintly with healthy motes of incorporeal life energy. The wall seems not only transparent but lens-like, revealing and magnifying in great detail the elemental composition of the sphere. A round, tightly woven straw mat, in the style of a combat training mat, curves along with the bottom of the sphere. The wall of the sphere along periphery of the mat is covered in elaborate etchings of battle scenes. The sphere is lit with a uniform, soft light from no apparent source. Through the slightly translucent wall, the churning chaos of the Exoma is dimly visible. The area is permeated by an intense, vibrant auroric radiance. The area has a few thin wisps of shadow, a few thin wisps of golden light, and a few thin wisps of sparkling light within and around it. --Khrillian
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Female Lowlander dragon Level three hundred twenty-eight Attuned Traveler, Crafty Linguist, Fianna, Magistra Collegii, Sister of Wine and Song, and Wandslinger anent Arborlon
a violet-dappled pure white sphere [out] This appears to be the inside of a violet-dappled pure white sphere several yares across. Traceries of psyche wind their way through the air, echoing now-disembodied thoughts and memories which occasionally manifest incoherently throughout the sphere. Beams of white light cut through the air at vertical angles. A round, tightly woven straw mat, in the style of a combat training mat, curves along with the bottom of the sphere. The wall of the sphere along periphery of the mat is covered in elaborate etchings of battle scenes. More abstract diagrams of combat tools and techniques follow above it, always showing a pair of combatants with diverse weapons and styles. The wall is covered in sections of overlapping blue scales. Flickering motes of multicolored light dance in the air. The space is lit with a bright, penetrating light apparently emanating from the entire inside of the sphere. Through the slightly translucent wall, the churning chaos of the Exoma is dimly visible. The area is permeated by a dim airy radiance, a pulsing chaotic glow, a thick shadow, a dim earthy radiance, a dim fiery radiance, a dim golden light, a dim white light, an intense, vibrant auroric radiance, and an intense, vibrant sparkling light. The area has a tracery of dark radiance, a webwork of shimmering indigo haze, and a webwork of surging radiance within and around it. The area is filled with a thick, murky, unnatural darkness. The only obvious exit is out.
Rashidun
This appears to be the inside of a glimmering violet sphere several yares across. The walls has a transparent quality to it, revealing the physical forces supporting it in great detail. A round, tightly woven straw mat, in the style of a combat training mat, curves along with the bottom of the sphere. The wall of the sphere along periphery of the mat is covered in elaborate etchings of battle scenes. The sphere is covered with thick veins of pulsing dweomer. A network of intangibe, interpenetrating geometric lines fills the air. Long shadows with seemingly no source crisscross the inside of the sphere. Thick veins line the wall, pulsing steadily with blood and glowing intensely with raw incorporeal life energy. The sphere is covered with striations of opalescent energy. The sphere is lit with a uniform, soft light from no apparent source. Through the slightly translucent wall, the churning chaos of the Exoma is dimly visible. The area is permeated by a thick shadow, a dim golden light, an intense, vibrant auroric radiance, and an intense, vibrant sparkling light. The area has a tracery of lightning, a tracery of shimmering indigo haze, a webwork of airy radiance, a webwork of pulsinchaotic glow, a webwork of earthy radiance, a webwork of fiery radiance, and a webwork of watery radiance within and around it. The area is reasonably well-lit.
Microcosm Colors
If anyone has any insight as to what sort of skills makes your microcosm's colors excessively gaudy/ostentatious as opposed to just single colors or boring random (textures, colors, etc.), please say something. The only hint we've gotten so far is a basic sunfish consort managed to get really ridiculous colors going. This seems like a silly thing to actually care about but this is the sort of thing that matters to me because I am easily amused by pretty colors. --Zaylin 21:31, 7 February 2012 (EST)
Any information pertaining to microcosm twists would be fun to see. --Lallander 01:44, 8 February 2012 (EST)
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a prismatic sphere [out]
This appears to be the inside of a prismatic sphere several yares across.
Lines of colorful energy drift in the air and occasionally solidify into some sort of determinate representation. A ceaseless, swirling storm of motes of multicolored light fills the air. Thick veins line the wall, pulsing steadily with blood and glowing intensely with raw incorporeal life energy. Traceries of psyche wind their way through the air, echoing now-disembodied thoughts and memories which occasionally manifest incoherently throughout the sphere. A round, tightly woven straw mat, in the style of a combat training mat, curves along with the bottom of the sphere. The wall of the sphere along periphery of the mat is covered in elaborate etchings of battle scenes. More abstract diagrams of combat tools and techniques follow above it, always showing a pair of combatants with diverse weapons and styles. The diagrams have markings providing an anatomical and inertial analysis of a high degree of martial sophistication. The sphere is lit with a uniform, soft light from no apparent source. Through the slightly translucent wall, the churning chaos of the Exoma is dimly visible. A small number of clay bowls are set in an arrangement here, each filled with a heaping serving of tossed salad and sliced tomatoes. A many-segmented chain of seasoned sausage links is strung across one portion of the sphere. The sausages appear fully cooked and dangle tantalizingly. The area is permeated by a sparkling light and an intense, vibrant auroric radiance. The area has a few thin wisps of surging radiance, a tracery of fiery radiance, a tracery of lightning, and a webwork of pulsing chaotic glow within and around it. The area is brightly lit.
You see a steel key, a diminutive array of kacha lattice, a clear glass
lens, and a peanut.
The only obvious exit is out.
Existing or not, someone's either fucking with my cosm or something's seriously glitched and I'm getting weird twists instead of the ones I should be getting. --Zaylin 20:56, 30 March 2012 (EDT)
a prismatic sphere [out]
This appears to be the inside of a prismatic sphere several yares across.
The odor of liquor is overwhelming. Lines of colorful energy drift in the air and occasionally solidify into some sort of determinate representation. A ceaseless, swirling storm of motes of multicolored light fills the air. Thick veins line the wall, pulsing steadily with blood and glowing intensely with raw incorporeal life energy. A round, tightly woven straw mat, in the style of a combat training mat, curves along with the bottom of the sphere. The wall of the sphere along periphery of the mat is covered in elaborate etchings of battle scenes. More abstract diagrams of combat tools and techniques follow above it, always showing a pair of combatants with diverse weapons and styles. The sphere is lit with a uniform, soft light from no apparent source. Through the slightly translucent wall, the churning chaos of the Exoma is dimly visible. An extensive assortment of light orange, pink, purple, white, and blue stuffed bears is here. Each bear has a small red heart sewn onto their chest, and a smile that can only be described as disconcerting for a stuffed animal toy. The area is brightly lit.
The only obvious exit is out.
Looks like I ended up with another weird twist, at least it's not food related this time, I am so confused. --Zaylin 15:49, 2 April 2012 (EDT)
