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Paths of Civilization

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AHHHHHHHGHH!

*Scanners headsplosion gif*

MUAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH I HAVE BEEN SUMMONED!


So how is everyone doing today?
 
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BungieONI said:
*veins bulge Scanners style, blood pools as the body lifts into the air*

oH ARmoK plEAse pleaSE bleSS us.

UsE this Vessel to ENact your DreAD MagiCKS oF !!FUN!!

Oooommm!

*The wind shrieks, the ground cracks as red light spikes through it, and a cawing raucous laughter rings out*
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Whew. *Armok seems cosmic (not a new thing)*
 
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VoidZero said:
AN like mature things.:ogles:
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I saw it as him sneakily supporting Sailor Venus.


McLuvin said:
"Symbols include the eight pointed star"
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Hehehe. What? I don't get it.

I'm tired and bored out of my skulls so I'm probably going to do more stupid shit.


Academia Nut said:
You may also wish to look over her portfolio.
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Ohh

Potato.
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  • Sidestory
    • The chief for Sacred Forest arrived at the council chambers to find only the king and the Spirit Chief sitting there, waiting for him. A large vase sat in front of and off to one side of the king, and both he and the Spirit Chief looked mildly perturbed. Now more confused than ever by the summons that had brought him here during his visit to Valleyhome, the chief asked, "My king, why have you called for me."

    "We would like an explanation as to this product of your province," the king said somewhat scornfully, gesturing to the vase.

    Looking at it, the chief beheld an image of a young woman dressed in long robes of dubious manufacture painted upon one side of the vase. Smirking, he said, "Ah, the White Maiden, a staple of stories within the Sacred Forest. She is a young shaman of exceptional spiritual power within the stories, which she uses to defeat demons and pacify angry spirits from within the darkest depths of the forest. Extremely popular, and I am unsurprised that some would start immortalizing her stories like this."

    The king nodded at the Spirit Chief, who then turned the vase slightly to reveal a different scene, and asked, "And why pray tell is she topless and groping these other two young women here?"

    Looking a little askance, the chief said, "Ah, well, you see part of her power is to absorb power from her companions, and while those details can be a bit lurid-"

    The vase was turned again, and the chief blushed and said, "Ah, well, you see, when the children go to bed, the storytellers will sometimes take implication a bit further to excite the adults in the audience, but really-"

    Turn.

    The chief gawped for a moment as his mind put everything together before he proclaimed, "No! Her puri-" He then caught himself, snapping his jaw shut. Face both red with embarrassment and anger he said, "I will see to it that the villains behind this blasphemy and found and their products eliminated."

    Many thousands of years later

    "So we discovered a pit covered in a large stone scribed with the ancient symbols of warding, filled with thousands of pottery sherds. At first we thought we might have discovered an burial site for the urns of cremated plague victims, but residue analysis suggested no such thing. As it is, we have assembled together most of the pots and used multi-spectra scanning to work out what they might have looked like when whole," the professor explained to the new grad student as the computer ground away at the compilation.

    With a beep the first run finished and output the results on the screen. Those assembled all tilted their heads to the side for a moment, before the professor just sighed.

    "Right then, we tell the press that 'the purpose remains unknown, but it was probably something of deep ritual significance, possibly relating to fertility'," the professor said in disgusted exasperation.

    A cheeky senior grad student asked sarcastically, "You mean like that cache of dil-"

    "Deep. Ritual. Significance," the professor ground out.
     
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    • Academia Nut said:
    The chief for Sacred Forest arrived at the council chambers to find only the king and the Spirit Chief sitting there, waiting for him. A large vase sat in front of and off to one side of the king, and both he and the Spirit Chief looked mildly perturbed. Now more confused than ever by the summons that had brought him here during his visit to Valleyhome, the chief asked, "My king, why have you called for me."

    "We would like an explanation as to this product of your province," the king said somewhat scornfully, gesturing to the vase.

    Looking at it, the chief beheld an image of a young woman dressed in long robes of dubious manufacture painted upon one side of the vase. Smirking, he said, "Ah, the White Maiden, a staple of stories within the Sacred Forest. She is a young shaman of exceptional spiritual power within the stories, which she uses to defeat demons and pacify angry spirits from within the darkest depths of the forest. Extremely popular, and I am unsurprised that some would start immortalizing her stories like this."

    The king nodded at the Spirit Chief, who then turned the vase slightly to reveal a different scene, and asked, "And why pray tell is she topless and groping these other two young women here?"

    Looking a little askance, the chief said, "Ah, well, you see part of her power is to absorb power from her companions, and while those details can be a bit lurid-"

    The vase was turned again, and the chief blushed and said, "Ah, well, you see, when the children go to bed, the storytellers will sometimes take implication a bit further to excite the adults in the audience, but really-"

    Turn.

    The chief gawped for a moment as his mind put everything together before he proclaimed, "No! Her puri-" He then caught himself, snapping his jaw shut. Face both red with embarrassment and anger he said, "I will see to it that the villains behind this blasphemy and found and their products eliminated."

    Many thousands of years later

    "So we discovered a pit covered in a large stone scribed with the ancient symbols of warding, filled with thousands of pottery sherds. At first we thought we might have discovered an burial site for the urns of cremated plague victims, but residue analysis suggested no such thing. As it is, we have assembled together most of the pots and used multi-spectra scanning to work out what they might have looked like when whole," the professor explained to the new grad student as the computer ground away at the compilation.

    With a beep the first run finished and output the results on the screen. Those assembled all tilted their heads to the side for a moment, before the professor just sighed.

    "Right then, we tell the press that 'the purpose remains unknown, but it was probably something of deep ritual significance, possibly relating to fertility'," the professor said in disgusted exasperation.

    A cheeky senior grad student asked sarcastically, "You mean like that cache of dil-"

    "Deep. Ritual. Significance," the professor ground out.
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    Academia Nut said:
    The chief for Sacred Forest arrived at the council chambers to find only the king and the Spirit Chief sitting there, waiting for him. A large vase sat in front of and off to one side of the king, and both he and the Spirit Chief looked mildly perturbed. Now more confused than ever by the summons that had brought him here during his visit to Valleyhome, the chief asked, "My king, why have you called for me."

    "We would like an explanation as to this product of your province," the king said somewhat scornfully, gesturing to the vase.

    Looking at it, the chief beheld an image of a young woman dressed in long robes of dubious manufacture painted upon one side of the vase. Smirking, he said, "Ah, the White Maiden, a staple of stories within the Sacred Forest. She is a young shaman of exceptional spiritual power within the stories, which she uses to defeat demons and pacify angry spirits from within the darkest depths of the forest. Extremely popular, and I am unsurprised that some would start immortalizing her stories like this."

    The king nodded at the Spirit Chief, who then turned the vase slightly to reveal a different scene, and asked, "And why pray tell is she topless and groping these other two young women here?"

    Looking a little askance, the chief said, "Ah, well, you see part of her power is to absorb power from her companions, and while those details can be a bit lurid-"

    The vase was turned again, and the chief blushed and said, "Ah, well, you see, when the children go to bed, the storytellers will sometimes take implication a bit further to excite the adults in the audience, but really-"

    Turn.

    The chief gawped for a moment as his mind put everything together before he proclaimed, "No! Her puri-" He then caught himself, snapping his jaw shut. Face both red with embarrassment and anger he said, "I will see to it that the villains behind this blasphemy and found and their products eliminated."

    Many thousands of years later

    "So we discovered a pit covered in a large stone scribed with the ancient symbols of warding, filled with thousands of pottery sherds. At first we thought we might have discovered an burial site for the urns of cremated plague victims, but residue analysis suggested no such thing. As it is, we have assembled together most of the pots and used multi-spectra scanning to work out what they might have looked like when whole," the professor explained to the new grad student as the computer ground away at the compilation.

    With a beep the first run finished and output the results on the screen. Those assembled all tilted their heads to the side for a moment, before the professor just sighed.

    "Right then, we tell the press that 'the purpose remains unknown, but it was probably something of deep ritual significance, possibly relating to fertility'," the professor said in disgusted exasperation.

    A cheeky senior grad student asked sarcastically, "You mean like that cache of dil-"

    "Deep. Ritual. Significance," the professor ground out.
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    Ohh my God. This is perfect.
     
    Academia Nut said:
    Probably not, but you may have unlocked the social concept of "Trash tier taste" :p
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    Hey! That's an important part of our shared cultural experiences you're dissing there! If the Chief is putting down honest artists merely trying to preserve and serve an underexposed part of our people, maybe the breakaway faction is right! #SnekDidNothingWrong

    :V:V:V
     
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