For decades, two heroic statues, one male and one female, faced
each other in a city park, until one day an angel came down from
Heaven.
"You've been such exemplary statues," he announced to them,
"that I'm going to give you a special gift. I'm going to bring
you both to life for thirty minutes, in which you can do
anything you want." And with a clap of his hands, the angel
brought the statues to life.
The two approached each other a bit shyly, but soon dashed for
the bushes, from which shortly emerged a good deal of giggling,
laughter, and shaking of branches. Fifteen minutes later, the
two statues emerged from the bushes, wide grins on their faces.
"You still have fifteen more minutes," said the angel, winking
knowingly.
Grinning even more widely, the female statue turned to the male
statue and said, "Great! Only this time YOU hold the pigeon down
and I'LL shit on its head."

On Christmas morning a cop on horseback is sitting at a traffic
light, and next to him is a kid on his shiny new bike. The cop
says to the kid, "Nice bike you got there. Did Santa bring that
to you?" The kid says, "Yeah." The cop says, "Well, next year
tell Santa to put a tail-light on that bike."
The cop then proceeds to issue the kid a $20.00 bicycle safety
violation ticket. The kid takes the ticket and before he rides
off says, "By the way, that's a nice horse you got there. Did
Santa bring that to you?" Humoring the kid, the cop says, "Yeah,
he sure did." The kid says, "Well, next year tell Santa to put
the dick underneath the horse, instead of on top."

A young teenaged girl was a prostitute and, for obvious reasons,
kept it a secret from her Grandma. One day, the police raided a
brothel and arrested a group of prostitutes, including the young
girl.
The prostitutes were instructed to line up in a straight line on
the sidewalk. Well, who should be walking in the neighborhood,
but little old Grandma. The young girl became frantic.
Sure enough, Grandma noticed her young granddaughter and asked
curiously," What are you lining up for dear?" Not willing to let
grandma in on her little secret, the young girl said that some
people were giving out free oranges and that she was lining up
for some.
"Mmmm, sounds lovely," said Grandma, "I think I'll have some
myself," she continued as she made her way to the back of the
line. A police officer made his way down the line, questioning
all of the prostitutes. When he got to Grandma at the end of the
line, he was bewildered. "But, you're so old, how do you do it?"
Grandma replied," Oh, it's quite easy sonny, I just remove my
dentures, and suck 'em dry".

If you don't believe in oral sex, keep your mouth shut.
Impotence: Nature's way of saying "No hard feelings"
Please tell your pants it's not polite to point.
If that phone was up your ass, maybe you could drive better!
Don't be sexist, broads hate that.
Saw it... Wanted it... Had a fit... Got it!
Constipated people don't give a shit.
Who lit the fuse on your tampon?
My kid got your honour roll student pregnant.
To all you virgins... Thanks for nothing.
If you can read this... I lost my trailer.
Your just jealous cause the voices are only talking to me.
I have the body of a God.... Buddha.
So manny pedestrians...so little time.
Eat right, exercise, die anyway!
Illiterate...Write for help.
Cover me... I'm changing lanes.
Boldly going nowhere.
Body by Nautilus, brain by Mattel.
If sex is a pain in the ass, then you are doing it wrong.
Honk if anything falls off.
If we quit voting, will they all go away.
Heart attacks... God's revenge for eating his animal friends.

We are all prisoners at one time or another in our lives, prisoners to ourselves or to the expectations of those around us. It is a burden that all people endure, that all people despise, and that few people ever learn to escape. -D.D. "Exile"


Spirit. It cannot be broken and it cannot be stolen away. A victim in the throes of despair might feel otherwise, and certainly the victim's "master" would like to believe it so. But in truth, the spirit remains, sometimes buried but never fully removed.
The physcial powers of the body cannot be separated from the rationale of the mind and the emotions of the heart. They are one and the same, a compolation of a singular being. t is in the harmony of these three-body,mind adn heart- that we find spirit.
How many tyrants have tried? How many rulers have sought to reduce their subjects to simple, unthinking instuments of profit and gain? They steal the loves, the religions of their people, they seek to steal the Spirit.
Ultimately adn inevitable, they fail. This I must believe. If the flame of the spirit's candle is extinguished, there is only death, and the tyrant finds no gain in a kingdom littered with corpses.
But it is a resilient thing, this flame of spirit, indomitable and ever-striving. In some, at least, it will survive, to the tyrant's demise.
Spirit. In every language...in every time and every place the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience, and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken, and it cannot be taken away. -D.D. "Exile"


Does anything in all the world force a heavier weight upon one's shoulders than guilt?
Guilt resembles a sword with tow edges. On the one hand, it cuts for justice, imposing practical morality upon those who fear it. Guilt, the consequence of conscience, is what separates the goodly persons from the evil.
But there is another side to the weighted emotion. Conscience does not always adhere to rational judgment.
Guilt is always a self-imposed burden, but is not always rightly imposed. -D.D. "Sojourn"


Life is a balance. We tend to forget that as we go blithely from day to day. We eat and drink adn sleep adn assume that we will always rise up the next day, that meals and rest will always replenish us. Injuries we expect to heal, and pain to lessen as time goes by. Even when we are faced with wounds that heal more slowly, with pain that lessens by day only to return in full force at nightfall, even when sleep does not leave us rested, we still expect that somehow tomorrow all will come back into balance and that we will go on. At some point, the exquisite balance has tipped, and despite all our flailing efforts, we begin the slow fall from the body that maintains itself to the body that struggles, nails clawing, to cing to, what it used to be.


So many people , it seems , stick themselves into the same routines, going through each day's rituals with almost religious precision.
They become creatures of simple habit. Part of that is the comfort afforded by familiarity, but there is another aspect to it, a deep rooted belief that as long as they keep everything the same, everything will remain the same. Such rituals are a way to control thte world around them,but in truth, they cannot. For even if they follow the exact routine day after day, death will surely find them. D.D.


Courage.
In any language, the work has a special ring to it, as much, I suspect, from the reverent way in which it is spoken as from the actual sounds of the letters. Courage. THe word evokes images of great deeds and great character; the grimset of the faces of men defending their town's walls...;the resilience of a mother caring for young children when all the world has seemingly turned hostile.
Courageous people do not surrender hope.
  -D.D.

One night, he decides to bring his girlfriend home for a little fun.
They
have bunk beds and the guy notices that his little brother is already
asleep
on the lower bunk, so he and his girlfriend climb up to the top bunk............./´¯/)
As you
might expect things start to heat up.



The guy remembers that his little brother is sleeping below so he tells
his
girlfriend to whisper "lettuce" if she wants it harder and "tomato" if
she
wants a new position.


















Lettuce!!!


















Tomato!!!


















Lettuce!!!


















Tomato!!!


















Lettuce!!!


















Tomato!!!


















She screams.


















Lettuce!!!


















Tomato!!!


















Whoa!!!


















PULL IT OUT!!!


















PULL IT OUT NOW!!!


















I can't get pregnant!

















Then the little brother shouts up, "Hey, would you guys stop making
sandwiches up there! You're getting mayonnaise all over my
face!*!*!*!*!

 

yea nothing new today just a bunch of random things that are like totaly annoying but beyond that my days pretty well so far besides the fact that i am frusterated because i can't think straight anyway bbl

It costs one skill to learn to speak and understand the spoken language and another skill point to learn to read and write a language.

Not all Classes can learn to read/write languages, yet all can learn to speak them. Please see the various skill pages for classes for which classes can learn to read and write.

* Costs 2 skill points to learn to speak or read/write this language

** Costs 3 skill points to learn to speak or read/write this language

*** Costs 4 skill points to learn to speak or read/write this language

 

Ancient, Elven* ...... (AE) The now dead language of the Elves that eventually became the current Elven language

Ancient, Faerie* ..... (AF) The language now dead that splintered into the various Faerie languages

Ancient, Draconic*** ..... (ADra) The language now dead that has evolved into High Draconic

Ancient, Dwarven* ..... (ADw) The language now almost unseen or heard that evolved into Dwarven

Angelic ..... (A) The language most used in the planes of Heaven

Bugbear ..... (B) The language used by Bugbears and is a bit annoying to hear

Cat, elven ...... (CE) The language of the Elven Cat uses parts from both Great Cat and Elven

Cat, great ..... (CG) The language of sounds that most great cats use to speak

Common ..... (None or C) The language that most people know, also thought of as the Human or trade language

Demonic ..... (De) The language most used in the planes of the Abyss and Hell

Dog, blink ..... (BD) The language that has been adopted by most intelligent dogs

Draconic* ..... (Dra) The language used by Dragons to speak to each other, but is very difficult to learn.

Drelven ..... (Dr) The language used by the Drelves, it is a dark language spoken in the depths of the earth

Drider ..... (Dri) The language used by the part spider beasts kept as slaves and workers by the Drelves

Dwarven, Bili ..... (DB) The language used by Bili Dwarves, often considered the High Dwarven language

Dwarven, common ..... (Dw) Used by most Dwarves and has some slight resemblance to Common

Dwarven, dark ..... (DD) Used by the Dwarves that live at the furthest depths of the earth it vaguely resembles Drelven

Dwarven, hill ..... (DH) Used by Hill Dwarves it bears a Slight resemblance to Elven

Dwarven, mountain ..... (DM) Used mainly by the Mountain Dwarves

Elven, common ..... (E) The common form of Elven that most know

Elven, fire ..... (EF) Used by the Fire Elves it bears a great resemblance to Drelven

Elven, high ...... (EH) The formal language of Elven kind, it is very flowery and graceful

Elven, water ..... (EWa) Used specifically by Water Elves

Elven, wood .... .(EW) Used by Wood Elves it blends in with forest sounds easily

Faerie, common ..... (F) Used by most faeries, it is a fast paced language

Faerie, giant ..... (FG) Specific language to the Giant Faeries, it is slower than most faerie languages

Giantish ..... (Gi) Used by Giants of all types with varying accents

Gnomish ..... (G) Used by Gnomes

High Draconic** ..... (HD) The formal language of Dragons it is even harder to learn than Draconic

Merfolk ..... (M) The language used by the Merfolk, it is considered very beautiful

Orcish ..... (Or) Used by Orcs it contains many strange sounds others find annoying

Ogre ..... (Og) Used by Ogres it contains many grunts and groans

Pixie ..... (P) Used by Pixies, normally spoken very fast

Sprite ..... (S) Used by Sprites, a fast paced language

Sygoon ..... (Sy) Used by Sygoons it sounds a lot like Draconic but is much easier to learn

Water ..... (Wa) The common under water language used by Merfolk, Water Elves, and Dolphins

Wereish ..... (W) Used by the were creatures and shifting races

 

* Costs 2 skill points to learn to speak or read/write this language

** Costs 3 skill points to learn to speak or read/write this language

*** Costs 4 skill points to learn to speak or read/write this language

 

To use these languages, other than Common which is the language assumed to be used, type (XX) in front of what your character says to show which language they are speaking. Ex: (E) I like speaking in Elvish as it's such a beautiful language.

Another form of speech, is mental speech. This is indicated by using ~~ before and after the thought that is sent out mentally. If you do not state a specific name before it, (or TPO for To Party Only on a quest,) then all with in distance can hear it. Only magical races have this ability to speak, but all can hear.

For good role playing most players have an explanation of how their characters came to learn these skills, which often is something they began learning or saw in quests.

speak to me if u want to join chaos castle or no ^^
and yes i know draconic high draconic and A- draconic