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Post by THRYM on Mar 23, 2012 19:22:18 GMT -5
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[STYLE=float: left; background-color: #885588; color: #fff; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; text-shadow: #fff 1px 1px 1px; padding: 5px; margin-left: 10px;] A [/style][STYLE=float: left; color: #222; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: -3px; padding: 4px; 2px 4px 0px;]IN'T A SCENE *[/style][STYLE=background: url(http://i.imgur.com/45860.gif); width: 450px; height: 80px; border-bottom: #885588 6px solid; border-radius: 14px 14px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 14px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 14px; margin-top: -40px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: right; color: #222; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; padding: 4px; margin-top: -19px; margin-right: 8px;] IT'S A GODDAMN ARMS RACE [/style][STYLE=background-color: #1d1d1d; text-align: justify; color: #c2c2c2; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 10px; padding: 1px; padding-left: 122px;] ❚ WORDS meh ❚ TAGS mod ❚ NOTES grunty nomnomnom[/style][STYLE=background-color: #1d1d1d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; color: #c2c2c2; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; padding: 0px 30px 10px 30px;]
If there was one thing Thrym loved more than free things, it was free rare things. So, when he heard that baby grunties were being given away for a limited time (yes, really, completely free), he hauled his ass on over to the farm. (And, he supposed, the creature might be helpful later on -- if his plots to use it to bait people into talking to him didn't work first, that is.)
The server loaded slowly and Thrym 'materialized' with half-muttered curses, slinging Dreyrugr across his back as he turned towards the grunty farm. He found the npc in charge quickly enough, approaching him with a saunter and sly smile. He considered, briefly, seeing what sort of reaction he could get out of him -- but decided instead he'd rather get this over with quickly.
"I want a grunty," he said simply, hands resting on his hips as he awaited approval.
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Post by SIEGE on Mar 23, 2012 22:41:01 GMT -5
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"Well, hey! Not so fast! You gotta at least pick a color my friend." He let out a hardy laugh. "I'm glad to see you're excited newcomer! I'm excited too! We've been giving these little guys every which away. Even the grey ones!" The NPC laughed again, even more wholeheartedly and directed her towards the stables where about ten baby Grunties were snug quietly together in a fenced area.
"Here you go. Take your pick!" He presented the babies with a grin. The Grunties before Orchid were of all different colors; yellow, red, green, blue. Nearly all of them were common colors. No rare Grunties like Gold or Silver were in sight. Regardless of color, there was no denying that they were all adorable! [/style] [style=margin-top: 6px; width: 100px; height:100px; float:right; font-size: 7pt; font-family: calibri; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border: 5px solid #DFDFDF]
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Post by THRYM on Mar 24, 2012 0:04:23 GMT -5
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[STYLE=float: left; background-color: #885588; color: #fff; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; text-shadow: #fff 1px 1px 1px; padding: 5px; margin-left: 10px;] A [/style][STYLE=float: left; color: #222; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: -3px; padding: 4px; 2px 4px 0px;]IN'T A SCENE *[/style][STYLE=background: url(http://i.imgur.com/45860.gif); width: 450px; height: 80px; border-bottom: #885588 6px solid; border-radius: 14px 14px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 14px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 14px; margin-top: -40px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: right; color: #222; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; padding: 4px; margin-top: -19px; margin-right: 8px;] IT'S A GODDAMN ARMS RACE [/style][STYLE=background-color: #1d1d1d; text-align: justify; color: #c2c2c2; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 10px; padding: 1px; padding-left: 122px;] ❚ WORDS meh ❚ TAGS mod ❚ NOTES methinks you forgot to edit your post. his name is thrym, not orchid but ilu[/style][STYLE=background-color: #1d1d1d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; color: #c2c2c2; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; padding: 0px 30px 10px 30px;]
"Ah, yes, very 'excited'," Thrym replied, throwing Farmer Grunt a wary sidelong glance as he was led through the scripted introduction. He followed the man to a pen where the baby grunties were kept, all snuggled together like a wriggly rainbow of vomit-inducing cuteness. Thrym made a face as though he had been stabbed in the heart by cuteness and leaned over the fence, carefully inspecting each one.
Finally, he touched his finger to the nose of a pink one -- the most beautiful and plush-coated of all the baby grunties -- and looked back up at Farmer Grunt. "Pink? I want that one." He pointed again for emphasis, wolfish smile tugging at his lips. "Yeah?"
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