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idk, 19:00 or 20:00 or even 21:00 ST
i'll start sounding the alarm with 19:00 ST
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Let's play this in 4, then...with a reduction in rewards
tomorrow, in the evening?
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Alright, with my cold getting better (hopefully), I can run the other event I was planning, namely a (mostly friendly) competition where being a good liar is rewarded.
This is a team sport and I was thinking of 3 vs 3 or 4 vs 4; in other words, at least 6 participants are needed. the goal is simple - to make your opponent's team misjudge your story. The story has to have happened in MD, even if it...never did. In other words, you must either 1) provide a real story that seems like a lie, or 2) create a false story that seems to be true. After one of the participants tells their story, the opposite team asks questions about it for about 3 mins, then they deliberate and call your story 'true' or 'BS'. If they got it wrong, you (and your team) wins!
The rewards include: a pool of 10g to distribute among winners and losers, 2 weeks Death Patrol immunity & pack of 5 research clues for the winner team, 1 week Death patrol immunity and weather&silvertongue spellstones for the loser's team, as well as some crits I will not disclose now.
I'd like this to run in a few days from now, but we need to confirm the number of players. Write in this topic your name if you wish to participate; also (important!) if your story is a TRUE story, send me the details, because I will preside the whole show and I need to know
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Team Turtle started strong, but in the second half of the run, their dice luck ran out...eventually, team Hare won the race!
Congratulations to all, and thanks for playing!
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I always called metacognition as 'the self that regulates other selves'; I think that a revelation is working similarly, although a revelation/nirvana/satori moment may be extended to bringing into the consciousness what is hidden in the subconscious.
Your definition of meta is obviously not shared by these guys...they take the literal meaning of ''beyond'' or ''superior'' and I can't really see how it's above the reality we experience currently.
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The only word I knew with meta in it was metaphysics, but I got out of my cave these days to stretch a little and I kept hearing 'metaverse, metaverse' everywhere. It was quiet in my cave, never heard it being shouted. I kinda knew about 'internet 3.0', but with my nil interest in VR stuff, I let it sleep...and slept as well.
I am curious about this whole thing, does anyone have some kind of insight to share? (my reaction was 'i'm too old for this s***, better get back to my cave') Also heard Fb changed names, roblox is a game people actually play...I know what you're all thinking ''Be more active, Ungod, you're really showing your ignorance'', but...I've looked at that Roblox stuff. It's fugly. Then I went to read a bit on it and guess what? As of August 2020, Roblox had over 164 million monthly active users, with it being played by over half of all children aged under 16 in the United States. Wtf. Seriously, W.T.F.
Any point in sticking around for 'the next phase' or should I pack my toys and get the f out?
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I heard there's a cache of goods on Mt Kelle'tha, ready for the taking! Problem is, it's guarded by an infamous drachorn and itcan be defeated only by a team of well-read players...
This is a team event in which 2 teams will form a caravan and travel all the way to the summit of Mt kelle'tha, by rolling dice. 2 dice rolled, one scene at a time, fastest team wins. The caveat is, of course, the skipped turns. A caravan will skip a turn if rolling <5 or if it fails to answer a trivia question in 30 secs. Trivia will be served at each fork in the road or if the opponent team rolls its lucky number (which will be chosen by each team, at the beginning of the game, for the entirety of the game).
The prizes: a pool of 12g to distribute among winners and losers, trip to Angien's shrine for winners and to GWI for losers, 1 Santa for each of the winners, 1 teleport to PC spellstone for each non-winner; also 1 reindrach for most trivia questions answered. Additional prizes may be rewarded.
Sign up in this thread, writing down your name and the team you want to be in: team Hare, team Tortoise (or you can write 'don't care, you choose'). Sign up closes on the 22nd, when we'll decide date and hour for the event.
Anything I forgot to mention, ask away.
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This isn't a quest per se, but it fits Murmas
This is about a exchange of sorts: doodle a Santa with a certain emotion and receive a letter from the said Santa (done via forum). For example, if you draw a happy Santa, you'll get a happy letter from a Happy Santa. Drawing a drunk Santa will get you...something unintelligible. All letters are personal and unique (btw, drunk is not an emotion, I know, but you'll receive a letter written in a cheerful tone, with lots of mistakes in it)
Not really a quest, but you still have to do something to get something. Draw and post in this thread (also, write the emotion underneath it so the right Santa responds) until the 25th.
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8 hours ago, Muratus del Mur said:
if you could look from above, this is just a road on a field of events that already exists, like a map.
this might explain why some get at that checkpoint in a matter of days and others need years, setting themselves up (circling around) for reaching it. A feeling that is not right or not ripe will not let you get there
however, your existence is linked to those checkpoints, reached or not, they're always in your mind and your behavior, it's just a difference between ''fulfilled'' and ''incomplete'' - you're destined to roam on that map forever
8 hours ago, Muratus del Mur said:so weird to discuss this in writing without knowing if the one reading this follows the chain of thoughts or not
y'know, i think some things are better left misunderstood/not understood
staying in the dark of a thought like ''there's no meaning to life, it's all a battle'' is no good, but then again, how's this thought of ''i'm just dragging my ass around a map of possibilities, having some form of free will, but knowing that the winners are decided by the system anyway''?
i like this discussion because, as you say, emotions are that illogical, unaccountable thing that may alter paths. it's a thought to hold since logic is too cold and, ultimately, irrational
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Welcome and good luck!
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9 hours ago, Kaya said:
While it's nice at 3/4, MP5 players are kinda allergic to heat.
haha, yeah
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Closing!
Unfortunately, I didn't get the minimum number of participants, so I won't be judging, but participants will get, of course, a little something. Thank you, taci&invie!
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I've been made aware there is no available translation that's easily reachable, so I shall post mine for all the poems:
SpoilerSantiago, Balada ingenua
Tonight has pulled Santiago
On a path of light, in the sky.
‘Tis what those kids are saying,
Playing in the water of a canal.
What is the celestial pilgrim aiming for,
On this clear and infinite road?
It aims the Aurora, shining in the back
Of a white horse resembling ice.
Little children, sing! on the meadow,
Cutting the wind with your laughter!
A man says he saw Santiago
In the midst of two hundred warriors,
All clad in light,
With wreaths of green stars,
And the horse that Santiago mounted
Was a star of shimmering light.
The man tells it must be known
That through the quiet night you could hear
The trembling of silver wings
Carried by the waves of the silence.
What stopped the flowing of the river?
Those horse-riders were angels.
Little children, sing! on the meadow,
Cutting the wind with your laughter!
Dream
My heart rested against the cold well.
(weave your web, spider of forgetfulness)
The water of the well confessed its song.
(weave your web, spider of forgetfulness)
My trembling heart confessed its many loves.
(spider of silence, unravel your mystery)
The water of the well was listening, somber.
(spider of silence, unravel your mystery)
My heart slipped on top of the cold well.
(White, far-away hands, stop the waters!)
And the water took it away, singing cheerfully.
(white, far-away hands, there’s nothing left in the water)
Song for the moon
White turtle,
Sleeping moon,
Slowly travelling…
With the lid covered by shadows,
An iris archaeological.
Maybe you are…
(Satan is cross-eyed)
A relic.
A living lesson
For the anarchist.
Jehova gets used to
Sowing its field
With the dead eyes
And skulls
Of enemies.
Oriental song
The fragrant pomegranate
Is a crystalized sky.
(Each grain is a star,
Each seedcoat is a twilight.)
A dry sky, compressed
By the claw of the years.
The pomegranate is like a breast
That’s old and wrinkled,
Whose nipple became a star
To shine over the fields.
It’s a small beehive
With bloody honeycombs,
Honeycombs made by bees
With mouths of women.
Because of this, when broken,
it laughs with the purpur
of a thousand lips.
Loneliness
I abandon my clothes
And squeeze my heart.
My heart oozes mist.
When the sky’s wilderness
Will cover the earth,
My heart will be
Soaked in the mist.
River, blue.
Looking for my ancient kiss.
The kiss
Of my only hour.
My mouth,
Spent lamp,
Looks for its light.
River, blue.
On the nose
On the nose of Newton
Falls the big apple –
Meteor of truth.
The last hanging one
In the Tree of Science.
The great Newton
Scratched his huge nose.
There was a white moon
On the barbaric embroidery
Of the beeches.
In the bushes
The gnomes
Of secrets
Are pulling
their hair out.
They are mooring Death
And commanding the echoes
To detect humans
With their mirrors.
In a corner
Sits the secret
-revealed-
-dead.
Grieved
By companions.
It’s a sky-blue youth
With legs of iron
And between his eyebrows
Rests a star.
Grieved
By its companions.
The green lake trembles.
The wind blows.
And since I have received no extensive input on what kind of rewards you'd like, I'll throw something like:
1st place: 2gc+3 random totems+1 uncommon item
2nd place: 2gc+2 totem+1 common item+1 spellstone I have
participation prizes (if not a Halloween joke
) : 1 random totem+2 common items
Minimum participants: 3. If there are 4 or more, prizes will be updated.
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Alright, let's get into the mood for story-telling with an easy literary quest! It won't work your right side of the brain
Task is simple: you choose one of the following poems and turn it Halloween themed by replacing words and (exceptionally) adding lines. Judging will take into consideration:
-changing as little as possible but obtaining as much (spooky?) atmosphere as possible
-humor or other personal touches that transform the poem into something special
-for the long poems, you can stick with only the first 10-12 lines
I hope you don't mind having me as judge, since I want to give everyone a shot; I'll be gentle. Deadline is Nov 5th, post here!!; I will update post with prizes and ranks after I find out what people would like (so send me messages!).
Santiago, Balada ingenua I ; Cancion para la luna ; Cancion oriental ; Sueno ; Soledad ; En el bosque ; En la nariz...
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I wonder if there are better terms for future, present and past, because these ones remind you of a linear perspective of time and of course it's outrageous to say the future influences the past when looking at it with these words in mind.
and then, there's this problem of the observer...what self is casually visualizing itself as a 'better self' in the 'future'? and when you look at all the desires a self has, and how programmed they are (in the sense that all children develop certain wants at certain ages), it really looks like from the moment the cell has split in two, everything has already happened, because everything that was going to happen was already decided...it's a scary self, that knows it all
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Damn video won't load, but I saw the first pic...that's Datura s., right? Beloved of Shiva, if I'm not mistaken
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Ahaha, now I get it why you went on with MD like that- you thought about what you wanted to get from it and let that shape the 'roots' of the system. So the confidence was all in this one idea...
Actually, isn't it how life orders things? Birds of a feather flock together, all you need do is show your feathers. And in one superior universal order, you get what you want, somehow. But, hmm, this is a positive interpretation - the talk about winners and losers (same idea behind) isn't so positive when you think you may have never had a chance.
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So what you're saying is...it's like some people always seem to win their matches (always get a contract, always get first place etc) i.e. they're on a roll . Normally, you'd think it was about time for them to step down, or for someone to beat them in a match, but that rarely seems to happen
Even if the chances of them winning are 50%, they manage to win every time
I find it hard to accept a system chooses its winners, but maybe it's true...
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4 hours ago, Muratus del Mur said:
From this its clear to me that system is always picking its participants, not the other way around.
This sentence...means we have no free will, right? I think it was the 17th and 18th centuries that were so focused on this, trying to say we are different from animals because we have free will (also, Christian theology is putting emphasis on this).
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27 minutes ago, Muratus del Mur said:
It is as if you could force the luck into one person
It is a funny thought...and it's what makes games fun to play: there's something totally logical in a game that would be completely irrational in real life.
and some people would carry on in a game forever and ever because in there the chance of having such luck is actually possible
Would I lie to you?
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Format changed, but the event was run; I'm sorry for death ray, but...timezones.
(As a note, Ledah quickly disrupted the 'truth or lie' judgement for his story with a famous conundrum I had forgotten about and I am mentioning his craftiness here as a warning)