Tissy

Forgive me if I don't fully understand your changes recently. But from my point of view as an MP3 player, you're considering these changes from the perspective of a veteran player while make it even harder for new players. This is the second or third one I have that feeling. 
Every small obstacle you set for veterans, will make something for new players impossible. 

Forgive me if I don't fully understand your changes recently. But from my point of view as an MP3 player, you're considering these changes from the perspective of a veteran player while make it even harder for new players. This is the second or third one I have that feeling. 
Every small obstacle you set for veterans, will make something for new players impossible. 

Many thanks Mallos!
id like to use the plushies by the following priority:
1. If advertiser or yo yo, who are the MP3 players I’ve seen recently is still active. I would redirect the plushies to them. 
2. If @Steno wants to bid something, like windy, my plushies are in your group. 
3. I’ll keep the rest to decide later. 

I don’t know if it’s appropriate to ask where to get the plushies. 

So... what are plushies????

Hello MD community!
It has truly been along time! I had dwelled among you about a dozen years ago and played consistently for at least half a year. I even managed to try to do a promotional thingy for MD where I managed the game's ratings on other sites (and tried to get us hosted on others as well). I had a lot of fun, well I never beat BigC, but I did have a lot of fun.
Then... my computer broke and I couldn't get a new one for 6 months, which led me to stop being a part of this community.
I am so glad that I was summoned back through electronic communication. Apparently the spell that Mur cast, called MagicDuels was not through with me yet. Nor was I through with it. 
May both MD and myself keep growing!

I like the posts here.
I know talk is easy, but action and development are tough and hard.
Everyone loved or is loving the game. We want it to be better with more people engaged.

It's really long. Sorry.
The Pain of Inspiration's Joy by me
What is it about pain?
That it seems necessary for
the realization of true expression.
Is it just the epitome of the saying:
“All good things come with a price”?
With pain, or suffering, the price
and beautiful words and moving pieces the things?
Is it that pain is the key
to a door deep within our beings;
a door, which behind, is that very
essence of human nature which we all have,
the essence, which, for a price we can glimpse?
Or is it that pain is really just a mode of self-deception?
We feel great feelings
that are inexplicable through words.
That pain unleashes
unusually poignant thoughts,
then words.
Because especially deep pain
is really just too great,
so the mind, in an attempt to conceive
of the enormity of it,
pours out its expression
in phrases more beautiful than
what is otherwise impossible?
 
Is it out of self-recognized necessity,
that it unlocks a myriad
plethora of ideas that, connected,
merely drip with emotion and feeling.
Pointing such a vivid portrait
that we can feel almost the
exact same feelings as the
time when the feelings were transcribed.
So its exquisiteness can be replicated.
As, being human beings,
we tend to forget the bounty
we all have available to us.
So, in vivid and deep records,
in times of ungratefulness,
we can look back, and read.
Thus, remembering that which
has come before that we have conquered.
To remember that life is good.
To help remind each of us,
that, while remembering the pain,
that we do not want others to feel what we have felt.
As no one deserves any pain.
That our objective,
first and foremost,
is to help others.
That the human race and
those whom we love and
care for and those unknown multitude.
 
That pain is really
just an obstacle.
One that can be
overcome, conquered.
In the recognition itself,
its true fragility is revealed.
That pain is inevitable.
But that pain is also
simple, easy to understand.
Pain comes, yes, but only
in one form.
Like beauty, coming
in the forms of love,
nature, kindness,
physical beauty, wonderful thought,
simplicity and yet complexity,
the exquisiteness of the senses,
or in the marvel of a world
that we live in, yet, do not understand.
Like beauty, happiness comes in many different forms.
The magic is when it is found and recognized.
It is always present.
It shares many of the forms that beauty does,
it even is a type of beauty
in and of itself.
So what is pain,
in comparison to its foes:
happiness and love?
Very little.
The way we look at life,
matters much. Yet is still malleable.
We even have easily two eyes to view through.
Not to mention the eyes of the collective society,
these artists of pen, brush, or bow
who really speak to us.
Also through the eyes
 of those whose hearts are tied to our own.
We have merely to change our perspective.
To look with both eyes.
 
Looking,
looking, looking,
but never quite grasping
that little candle flame
right in front of us.
The happiness and love
that illuminates and warms our world
eludes all of us.
 
The pain releases our expression
and imagination.
Yet we do not have to
use that key to open that
door to view our shared being.
The staircase with an open archway at the top
begs, beseeches, and yearns for us to climb it.
Looking through at the greater chamber
of not only who and what we are.
But on to who and what we choose to be.
This expression, when experience is not
really replicated, as it is truly incomprehensible.
Not understandable on any level.

”stay unchanged to face the changing conditions."
It's Chinese ancient Tao philosophy.  
 
“Bunny doesn't eat grass near its cave." It's interesting because in China it's usually quoted to express one's willing NOT to pick boyfriend/girlfriend among his/her close friends. 

2/10000 chance to win the 1st prize, 170 tickets means the host has 9660/10000 (roughly estimated, it should be 0.9998^170 = 0.9666 if identical allowed, or 9830*9829/(10000*9999) = 0.9663 if not allowed) chance to keep the prize. 
 
To be a non-profit commercial event (zero-sum game I mean), the first prize should worth around 2sc/(2/10000) = 2500 sc. 
 
The same way to deduce the fair value of 2nd and 3rd prizes:
2nd: 
Chance to win: 80/10000, value: 2/(80/10000) = 250 sc
3rd:
Chance to win: 1800/10000, value: 2/(1800/10000) = 11.11 sc
 
 
My suggestion is to increase the rolls of combination and change the prize accordingly. Otherwise it is a losing game for the participants for the long run. 
And actually the participants could pick their own combination, identical or not, which would be more interesting but wouldn't change the winning possibilities. (Image for enough long time, it might happen that someone win 10 or more shades, lol). And the more important is it will save you tons of time from generating digits one by one. But just take the records. 
 
Anyway, for a holiday event, it is fun enough:) 

2/10000 chance to win the 1st prize, 170 tickets means the host has 9660/10000 (roughly estimated, it should be 0.9998^170 = 0.9666 if identical allowed, or 9830*9829/(10000*9999) = 0.9663 if not allowed) chance to keep the prize. 
 
To be a non-profit commercial event (zero-sum game I mean), the first prize should worth around 2sc/(2/10000) = 2500 sc. 
 
The same way to deduce the fair value of 2nd and 3rd prizes:
2nd: 
Chance to win: 80/10000, value: 2/(80/10000) = 250 sc
3rd:
Chance to win: 1800/10000, value: 2/(1800/10000) = 11.11 sc
 
 
My suggestion is to increase the rolls of combination and change the prize accordingly. Otherwise it is a losing game for the participants for the long run. 
And actually the participants could pick their own combination, identical or not, which would be more interesting but wouldn't change the winning possibilities. (Image for enough long time, it might happen that someone win 10 or more shades, lol). And the more important is it will save you tons of time from generating digits one by one. But just take the records. 
 
Anyway, for a holiday event, it is fun enough:) 

Name: Tissy
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Favourite Fruit (and why): Cherries. the ratio of sweet and sour is perfect. The size perfectly fits into one mouth. it is not too hard nor too soft. Its color is telling you "bite me, I'm juicy"

2/10000 chance to win the 1st prize, 170 tickets means the host has 9660/10000 (roughly estimated, it should be 0.9998^170 = 0.9666 if identical allowed, or 9830*9829/(10000*9999) = 0.9663 if not allowed) chance to keep the prize. 
 
To be a non-profit commercial event (zero-sum game I mean), the first prize should worth around 2sc/(2/10000) = 2500 sc. 
 
The same way to deduce the fair value of 2nd and 3rd prizes:
2nd: 
Chance to win: 80/10000, value: 2/(80/10000) = 250 sc
3rd:
Chance to win: 1800/10000, value: 2/(1800/10000) = 11.11 sc
 
 
My suggestion is to increase the rolls of combination and change the prize accordingly. Otherwise it is a losing game for the participants for the long run. 
And actually the participants could pick their own combination, identical or not, which would be more interesting but wouldn't change the winning possibilities. (Image for enough long time, it might happen that someone win 10 or more shades, lol). And the more important is it will save you tons of time from generating digits one by one. But just take the records. 
 
Anyway, for a holiday event, it is fun enough:) 

2/10000 chance to win the 1st prize, 170 tickets means the host has 9660/10000 (roughly estimated, it should be 0.9998^170 = 0.9666 if identical allowed, or 9830*9829/(10000*9999) = 0.9663 if not allowed) chance to keep the prize. 
 
To be a non-profit commercial event (zero-sum game I mean), the first prize should worth around 2sc/(2/10000) = 2500 sc. 
 
The same way to deduce the fair value of 2nd and 3rd prizes:
2nd: 
Chance to win: 80/10000, value: 2/(80/10000) = 250 sc
3rd:
Chance to win: 1800/10000, value: 2/(1800/10000) = 11.11 sc
 
 
My suggestion is to increase the rolls of combination and change the prize accordingly. Otherwise it is a losing game for the participants for the long run. 
And actually the participants could pick their own combination, identical or not, which would be more interesting but wouldn't change the winning possibilities. (Image for enough long time, it might happen that someone win 10 or more shades, lol). And the more important is it will save you tons of time from generating digits one by one. But just take the records. 
 
Anyway, for a holiday event, it is fun enough:) 

I'd like to take a shot. I don't know which would be more scary, my terrible writing skill, or the story itself. Now taste a Chinese flavored nightmare:)
 
[spoiler]
Wodin, the greatest legendary warrior in the world, once decided to recruit an apprentice to heritage his combat skills. The news spread faster than a lightening bolt. Boys who wanted to please girls, girls who wanted to see Wodin, and some true warriors came from the coldest glacier, the hottest desert, the moistest forest and the driest barren, hoping themselves to be the chosen one. There were so many candidates that Wodin had to set up a bunch of random tests to screen some first. The tests were not meant to be dangerous, but even Wodin cannot predict everything...
 
This boy, boasted his bravery, called himself Ironheart. He picked an envelop from the pool of the tests. The paper inside read, "Head east, find an exotic old lady selling dumplings 10 miles away. Buy some dumplings and take them back. It is said she uses oriental voodoo to make her dumplings delicious. Every night she will chose a customer to become the fresh meat in her dumplings. The victim became barren soul haunting around to help her get more preys“ 
Ironheart grinned, "It's damn easy. They don't know I'm Ironheart?" 
Ironheart set off at around 9:00 pm. It was still early when he found the old lady and her vendor booth. It was a small cottage by a crossroad, far away from other people. It opened all day long, as the lady lived inside and sold dumplings outside.  A big iron pot was set up with boiling water at any time. Whenever a customer approached, she picked and threw into the pot some dumplings.
 
It was very dark. The moon was behind the thick cloud. Only some dim light came from the fire underneath the pot. Ironheart went up to the door. The old lady was sitting behind the door, looking aimlessly into the void. Her lips were like cut on the trunk of an aged tree. Ironheart couldn’t tell if he saw her smile or wrinkle. She stepped out so slowly that Ironheart stopped his breath, being afraid of blowing her down. Ironheart asked for a dozen of dumplings. And waited with quite a long silence. The dumplings were hold in a flat wooden box with cover and handed to Ironheart. 
 
It was a long way back. The light from the fire disappeared. The wind was howling around him. But Ironheart was not afraid at all. He was just a little bit curious about the dumplings. He tilted the cover a little and peeked into the box. But there seemed to be an empty slot int he box. He counted again to find only 11 dumplings left. All of a sudden he felt that he already sweated his shirt. He thought he heard some sound, like someone was chewing. Ironheart took a deep breath, and tilted the cover again. He almost went mad. Another dumpling disappeared. The face of the old lady seemed to hide in the darkness. With the sound of chewing, he could also hear steps towards him. Ironheart couldn’t believe what happened. He hold the box harder, and tilted the cover very slowly and carefully… to find only 4 dumplings left. 
 
The other day, Ironheart was found dead, from heart attack, on the road. There were a dozen of dumplings scattered around him. some in a wooden box, some on the ground, and some stick to the back of a wooden cover. 
[/spoiler]
 
 
About dumplings:
[spoiler]
Other than the fried dumplings you may have eaten before, Chinese dumplings are steamed or boiled. When it gets cold, the flour may turn sticky.
[/spoiler]

I'd like to take a shot. I don't know which would be more scary, my terrible writing skill, or the story itself. Now taste a Chinese flavored nightmare:)
 
[spoiler]
Wodin, the greatest legendary warrior in the world, once decided to recruit an apprentice to heritage his combat skills. The news spread faster than a lightening bolt. Boys who wanted to please girls, girls who wanted to see Wodin, and some true warriors came from the coldest glacier, the hottest desert, the moistest forest and the driest barren, hoping themselves to be the chosen one. There were so many candidates that Wodin had to set up a bunch of random tests to screen some first. The tests were not meant to be dangerous, but even Wodin cannot predict everything...
 
This boy, boasted his bravery, called himself Ironheart. He picked an envelop from the pool of the tests. The paper inside read, "Head east, find an exotic old lady selling dumplings 10 miles away. Buy some dumplings and take them back. It is said she uses oriental voodoo to make her dumplings delicious. Every night she will chose a customer to become the fresh meat in her dumplings. The victim became barren soul haunting around to help her get more preys“ 
Ironheart grinned, "It's damn easy. They don't know I'm Ironheart?" 
Ironheart set off at around 9:00 pm. It was still early when he found the old lady and her vendor booth. It was a small cottage by a crossroad, far away from other people. It opened all day long, as the lady lived inside and sold dumplings outside.  A big iron pot was set up with boiling water at any time. Whenever a customer approached, she picked and threw into the pot some dumplings.
 
It was very dark. The moon was behind the thick cloud. Only some dim light came from the fire underneath the pot. Ironheart went up to the door. The old lady was sitting behind the door, looking aimlessly into the void. Her lips were like cut on the trunk of an aged tree. Ironheart couldn’t tell if he saw her smile or wrinkle. She stepped out so slowly that Ironheart stopped his breath, being afraid of blowing her down. Ironheart asked for a dozen of dumplings. And waited with quite a long silence. The dumplings were hold in a flat wooden box with cover and handed to Ironheart. 
 
It was a long way back. The light from the fire disappeared. The wind was howling around him. But Ironheart was not afraid at all. He was just a little bit curious about the dumplings. He tilted the cover a little and peeked into the box. But there seemed to be an empty slot int he box. He counted again to find only 11 dumplings left. All of a sudden he felt that he already sweated his shirt. He thought he heard some sound, like someone was chewing. Ironheart took a deep breath, and tilted the cover again. He almost went mad. Another dumpling disappeared. The face of the old lady seemed to hide in the darkness. With the sound of chewing, he could also hear steps towards him. Ironheart couldn’t believe what happened. He hold the box harder, and tilted the cover very slowly and carefully… to find only 4 dumplings left. 
 
The other day, Ironheart was found dead, from heart attack, on the road. There were a dozen of dumplings scattered around him. some in a wooden box, some on the ground, and some stick to the back of a wooden cover. 
[/spoiler]
 
 
About dumplings:
[spoiler]
Other than the fried dumplings you may have eaten before, Chinese dumplings are steamed or boiled. When it gets cold, the flour may turn sticky.
[/spoiler]

It was 04:30 in my timezone. My baby cried so my wife woke up and captured me sneaking by the laptop:(
Luckily I'm still alive, lol. 

It was 04:30 in my timezone. My baby cried so my wife woke up and captured me sneaking by the laptop:(
Luckily I'm still alive, lol. 

It was 04:30 in my timezone. My baby cried so my wife woke up and captured me sneaking by the laptop:(
Luckily I'm still alive, lol. 

It was 04:30 in my timezone. My baby cried so my wife woke up and captured me sneaking by the laptop:(
Luckily I'm still alive, lol. 

Tissy
211728
MP3
 
Sorry I just noticed 22:00 ST is 04:00 in my timezone. 
I will try but cannot guarantee my present.

@Brulant: The points should be on the line of a circle. The center of a circle do exist but it is virtual. Draw a circle on the plane, and you will find no line pass through the center.

Is the 'star' the forth gate?