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(visnet) Player Fats: I can't even target this duck. What is my life.

Percival tells you, "Niamh Leeson: If you are looking for reward, I can tell you I can't give you XP, but what I do have is a very particular set of skills. Skills I have acquired over a very long career of admining. Skills that make me a nightmare for griefers. If you stop the IC/OOC bullshit now that'll be the end of it. I will not dock your XP, I will not warn you, but if you don't, I will track down your IP, I will find it, and I will ban you."

Kin got this:

<name> tells you, "An immense rabbit cannot influence the city council."

<player1> tells you, "10370"
[Multiple tell, sent to: Niamh and <player2>

<player1> tells you, "Um. *faceplants* feh, sorry."
[Multiple tell, sent to: Niamh and <player2>]

You tell <player1> and <player2>, "<player1> IS A ROBOT"

<player2> tells you, "*sticks wig back on <player1>* Um, you saw nothing."
[Multiple tell, sent to: <player1> and Niamh]

[Merchants] <Merchant A> flops in.
[Merchants] Caterina: Dis is a clear no flopping zone.
[Merchants] <Merchant B>: Need a new codpiece?
[Merchants] Caterina: HA.
[Merchants] <Merchant C>: Ha ha ha...
[Merchants] <Merchant D>: There are codpieces with pockets out there apparently
[Merchants] <Merchant D>: Just saying!
[Merchants] <Merchant A>: There most certainly are.
[Merchants] Caterina: THERE ARE.
[Merchants] <Merchant A>: Not only does it carry your jewels, but it carries your jewels.
[Merchants] <Merchant C>: LOL
[Merchants] <Merchant D>: I always thought of it as place for emergency meat ration
[Merchants] <Merchant C>: Rofl
[Merchants] <Merchant E>: Always wanted to stick fish in a codpiece pocket.
[Merchants] Caterina: So that's what that smell was.
[Merchants] <Merchant F>: I don't want my jewels anywhere near my jewels.
[Merchants] <Merchant A> is really trying not to make the obvious penis joke.
[Merchants] <Merchant C>: Ewwww, don't do that. :d
[Merchants] <Merchant B>: Why does your package jingle?
[Merchants] Caterina: Never a dull moment on the merchant channel.

LATER THAT DAY:

<Dis one person> tells you, "So lets be real about something"
You tell <dis one person>, "What is the ups."
<Dis one person> tells you, "Hose is a scary concept i dont know why it even exists and it freaks me out"
<Dis one person> tells you, "YOU CAN LITERALLY SEE THEIR JUNK THROUGH IT HOW THE HELL"
You tell <dis one person>, "Why are they scary? Oh. So, the hose would have been pretty thick. Not panty hose. More like our modern jeggings/leggings. But that's what the codpieces were for xD To cover le junk."
You tell <dis one person>, "Some codpieces even have a pocket in them! So you can have junk in with your junk!"
<Dis one person> tells you, "Still! THESE GOOGLE IMAGE PICS ARE HORRIFYING."
<Dis one person> tells you, "Pfft. Codpieces."

(It was just a codpiece sort of day today.)

Player tells you, "Niamh, do you have a moment to discuss our Lord and Saviour Dav?"

(visnet) Player XXXX: Niaaaaaaaaamh, have a moment? The thingy shrank for some reason.

<A PERSON> replies to you, "Https://imgflip.com/i/1rr6mq"



(A picture of Liam Neeson with the caption: "I will find you and I will RP with you," for anyone who can't see it )

Player tells you, "Help! A staffer teleported me into the sky and watched as I crashed on river square!"

This actually happened. I'M STILL SO SORRY.

Azarial says, "'oh noes, it crashed and it won;t come up!' pico ../notes/Niamh ctrl-w Wee Hours * Wrote three penny dreadfuls. One lewd. * Planned out psychological torture plot involving stolen clothing. And possibly murder. Involves a zombie dressed funny. * Left a zombie wearing priest's vestments in the confessional. * Left a skeleton sleeping in peasant clothing outside the noble's bakery, posed to look like it starved to death staring in the windows. waiting for shenanigans. ctrl-x y nohup ./bootstrap &"