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multiversallogs2011-09-05 10:48 pm
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Surely the churning of milk bringeth forth butter, and the wringing of the nose bringeth forth blood
Who: Open to all residents of Baedal.
What: Nasty signs.
Where: All over the city, but mainly near xenian/cruorvore positive establishments. Mafaton, Howl Barrow, Chnum, etc.
When: Shundi evening.
Notes: Players are welcome to spot the posters all over town and try to remove them -- some will come off easily, others will be held fast by magical means, no one will try and stop them, but there may be covert surveillance of postered areas. Should anyone need an NPC or mod, just give us a shout on AIM/plurk/email.
Warnings: Intolerance.
The following poster has been plastered to walls along the borders of Mafaton, outside known cruorvore bars, and near other, openly xenian-friendly establishments.
What: Nasty signs.
Where: All over the city, but mainly near xenian/cruorvore positive establishments. Mafaton, Howl Barrow, Chnum, etc.
When: Shundi evening.
Notes: Players are welcome to spot the posters all over town and try to remove them -- some will come off easily, others will be held fast by magical means, no one will try and stop them, but there may be covert surveillance of postered areas. Should anyone need an NPC or mod, just give us a shout on AIM/plurk/email.
Warnings: Intolerance.
The following poster has been plastered to walls along the borders of Mafaton, outside known cruorvore bars, and near other, openly xenian-friendly establishments.
no subject
He feels like he's been punched in the gut, and he has to laugh, because he doesn't know what else to do. Of all the obstacles he had expected to deal with when he took his path, this had never come to mind.
The initial burst of laughter fades into giggling, in little chirpy spurts, as he walks up to the wall, and starts to pull the poster down, careful not to rip it at all. Careful, careful. He's going to take this home. He's going to keep it. A souvenir.