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| 1: | Hmm... Wonder why it's growing so quiet around here? |
| 2: | You find yourself sliding into the corner as <player> finishes yet another canned lion. |
| 3: | <target> is now afraid of the dark. That's for sure. God, I feel powerful! |
| 4: | <target> faints when <player> roars at <him/her> like a lion. |
| 5: | PANIC! Better run off quickly before <player> eats you too! |
| 6: | You realize that if you don't stop NOW, everyone will be hurt. |
| 7: | <player> cries out, "Mom! Please hold me back! I've had too much canned lion today!" |
|
| 1: | Whose laces? |
| 3: | With the greatest of stealth, you tie <his/her> shoelaces together. |
| 4: | <player> sneaks up to <target> and ties <his/her> shoelaces together. |
| 5: | You try to take a step, and you hit the world facedown! <player> must have tied your shoelaces together! |
| 6: | You tie your own shoelaces together, try to walk, and promptly fall. |
| 7: | <player> cleverly ties <his/her> own shoelaces together, tries to walk, and sprawls flat on the floor. |
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| 1: | You pour yourself a glass of Corvoisier, bein' the Sexy Ladies Man that you are. |
| 2: | <player> pours <him/her> a glass of Corvoisier and says 'The Ladies Man is here to help.' |
| 3: | Pouring yourself a glass of Corvoisier, you ask <target> 'How dinky is your wang?' |
| 4: | Being the Ladies Man, <player> asks <target> 'How dinky is yo' wang?' while sippin' Corvoisier. |
| 5: | <player>, The Ladies Man, asks you 'How dinky is your wang?' Better lie. |
| 6: | Drinkin' way too much Corvoisier, you begin to question the size of your own wang. |
| 7: | <player>, The Ladies Man, has obviously drunk too much Corvoisier, as <he/she> checks the size of <his/her> wang. |
|
| 1: | You know you're spoiled, just like LadyEliza. |
| 2: | <player> brags to everyone about how spoiled rotten <he/she> is. |
| 3: | Giving <target> a smile, you tell <him/her> how spoiled rotten you are. |
| 4: | What a brat! <player> is bragging about how spoiled <he/she> is to <target>! |
| 5: | <player> gives you a loving smile and whispers 'Daddy buys me everything'. |
| 6: | You wish you were spoiled, alas you're jealous just like WindJammer. |
| 7: | <player> wishes <he/she> was spoiled just like LadyEliza! |
|
| 1: | Your lips move in slow motion as you say, "L-A-A-A-G" |
| 2: | <player>'s lips move in slow motion as <he/she> says, "L-A-A-A-G" |
| 3: | You wonder if <target> is lagging or just typing slowly? |
| 4: | <player> wonders if <target> is lagged or just typing slowly? |
| 5: | <player> wonders if you are lagging or just typing slowly? |
| 6: | You point at yourself and say "L-A-A-A-G", weirdo. |
| 7: | <player> points at <him/her>self and says "L-A-A-A-G", weirdo. |
|
| 1: | You skip around going, "La la la..." |
| 2: | <player> skips around going, "La la la..." |
| 3: | You skip around <target> going, "La la la..." |
| 4: | <player> skips around <target> going, "La la la..." |
| 5: | <player> skips around you going, "La la la..." |
| 6: | You skip around in circles going, "La la la..." |
| 7: | <player> skips around in circles going, "La la la..." |
|
| 1: | You plant landmines in the path of some clueless newbies! |
| 2: | Hundreds of newbies are blown to pieces after <player> does some "roadwork" in Midgaard! |
| 3: | You cackle with glee as <target>'s leg is blown off by your landmine! |
| 4: | <target> screams in agony as <player>'s landmine explodes, tearing <his/her> leg off! |
| 5: | You scream in agony as <player>'s landmine explodes and tears your leg off! |
| 6: | You pull out a shovel and plant some landmines at Market Square... |
| 7: | <player> takes out a shovel and starts burying something at Market Square... |
|
| 1: | Ah, that's better. Now you feel really at home. |
| 2: | <player> just took over <his/her> clan, and renamed it to "o-}The <player> Show{-o" |
| 3: | Pesky members! One down, 63 to go! |
| 4: | The horror! <player> actually just made a decision in <his/her> clan! |
| 5: | Oh, no. That tyrant <player> just outcast you. j00 mu57 b3 r sux0rz m4j0r l1k3. |
| 6: | This is my clan! MY CLAN! It will never be your clan, dammit! MINE!! |
| 7: | <player> starts bragging about how he went to the Lant School of Leadership. |
|
| 1: | You sit down comfortably. |
| 2: | <player> sits down, <his/her> lap looks comfortable and inviting. |
| 3: | You sit down and beckon <target> to sit on your lap and cuddle. |
| 4: | <player> sits down, <he/she> invites <target> to curl up on <his/her> lap. |
| 5: | You see <player> sit down. Hmmm, <he/she> wants you to hop on <his/her> lap. |
| 6: | You look wistfully at your empty lap. |
| 7: | <player> looks wistfully at <his/her> empty lap. |
|
| 1: | You peer around, looking for a lawngnome to love... |
| 2: | <player> is looking for a few good lawngnomes... |
| 3: | You ask <target> to give you some of that kinky lawngnome wuvvin. |
| 4: | <player> says to <target> 'Hey there, sexy thang, what say you and I go at it in that wheelbarrow of yours?' |
| 5: | <player> asks you 'Hey there, sexy thang, what say you and I go at it in that wheelbarrow of yours?' |
| 6: | You start playing with your plastic parts, since no one else would. |
| 7: | <player> plays with <his/her> plastic parts... You avert your eyes. |
|
| 1: | You twirl a fine silver leash meaningfully, gazing around the room. |
| 2: | People start looking a bit panicked and nervous as <player> starts eyeing the room. Maybe it's that matching collar and leash <he/she>'s holding? |
| 3: | A soft smile grows on your lips as you clip the leash to <target>'s neck, ready to show <him/her> off. |
| 4: | <target> makes such a wonderful pet for <player>, doesn't <he/she>? Matching leash and collar and all. |
| 5: | You blush a deep crimson as <player> clips a fine silver leash to your collar, and leads you around the room like a display piece. |
| 6: | You kneel, and bow your head, presenting your leash. |
| 7: | <player> kneels, and raises <his/her> hands above <his/her> head, a leash draped between them. |
|
| 1: | You ramble on and on about morals and doing what's right, mistakingly believing somebody still cares. |
| 2: | <player> rambles on and on... will <he/she> ever shut up?!? |
| 3: | You tell <target> why what <he/she> did was wrong, thoroughly boring <him/her>. |
| 4: | <player> gives a pompous and longwinded lecture to <target>. |
| 5: | <player> is rambling on and on to you... you cover your ears and scream "LALALALALA!" |
| 6: | Don't be too hard on yourself, <player>. |
| 7: | <player> lectures <him/her>self about why what <he/she> did was wrong, struggling to keep <his/her> own attention. |
|
| 1: | You peer around the room, leering like the pervert you are! |
| 2: | <player> peers about, leering like a filthy pervert! |
| 3: | You leer at <target> like the pervert you are. |
| 4: | <player> eyes <target> up and down, leering like a filthy pervert! |
| 5: | <player> eyes you up and down, leering like a filthy pervert! |
| 6: | Desperation has reached new heights, hasn't it? |
| 7: | <player> leers at <him/her>self shamelessly. |
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| 1: | Heheehehehhehehehe u r 1 bAdAzZ I\/Ias+aI-I d00d hehehehe. |
| 2: | W0w <player> eez 1 baI)azz mofo h3 r krush3z 3I\I3I\/I!3z n f33dz b0n3z 2 supa mutt |
| 3: | U r b33tz <target> 2 p!3c3z cuz he r n0t ack3p+z ure supaoriteee. hehehe yeh |
| 4: | U watch az dat k3\/\/1d00d <player> krushez <target> uI\Nda h!z b00+z yeh!!!!!!!!11111 |
| 5: | Hepl!!!!!!!!!!!!111 <player> is krush!n u!!!!!!!!111 he r hella tuff hehehehe suxxx |
| 6: | Wow, this d00dspeak is making your tongue hurt. |
| 7: | You cower in fear as <player> prepares to unleash another meaningless barrage of d00dspeak. |
|
| 1: | The Legion of Newbies marches on at your command. |
| 2: | The Legion of Newbies marches on at the command of <player>. |
| 3: | The Legion of Newbies comes to your aid in fighting <target>. |
| 4: | The Legion of Newbies comes to protect <player> from <target>'s assault. |
| 5: | The Legion of Newbies comes to the aid of <player>, ready to squash you! |
| 6: | You flex your muscles, proud to belong to the Legion of Newbies. |
| 7: | Flexing <his/her> muscles, <player> is proud to belong to the Legion of Newbies. |
|
| 1: | You make a peace sign and say, 'Leaf For Life!' |
| 2: | <player> makes a peace sign and says, 'Leaf For Life!' |
| 3: | You make a peace sign in <target>'s face and tell <him/her> that you're Leaf For Life! |
| 4: | <player> makes a peace sign in <target>'s face and tells <him/her> that <he/she>'s Leaf For Life! |
| 5: | <player> makes a peace sign in your face and tells you that <he/she>'s Leaf For Life! |
| 6: | You poke your eyes out while trying to make a peace sign. |
| 7: | <player> pokes <his/her> eyes out while making a peace sign, then screams, 'Leaf For Life!' |
|
| 1: | You raise your pointy hat on a stick and yell, "TO ARMS, TO ARMS!!!!" |
| 2: | <player> takes <his/her> hat off <his/her> bald head and screams, "TO ARMS, TO ARMS!!!!" |
| 3: | You scream at <target>, "Join lawngnomes ARMY!!!" |
| 4: | <player> Screams like a General at <target>, "Join lawngnomes ARMY!!! |
| 5: | <player> is screaming at you, "Join lawngnomes ARMY!!!" |
| 6: | You are calling in the troops! |
| 7: | <player> seems to think <he/she> has 1000 lawngnomes following <him/her>. |
|
| 1: | You blurt out an unpleasant truth and then wonder what the hell you were thinking of. |
| 2: | <player> mutters something about a hotel room and a chicken...hmm.... |
| 3: | You share some uncomfortable pillow talk with your <target>. |
| 4: | <player> turns over and tell <target> that <he/she>'s had better. Looks like <he/she>'ll be looking for a new job... |
| 5: | <player> rolls over and tells you <he/she>'s had better. The nerve!! |
| 6: | You stand up in court to defend yourself against the weasel charges and find yourself blurting out the truth. |
| 7: | <player> stands up in court and shouts, "I did it! It was me, the weasel, and the three girl scouts!!!" |
|
| 1: | You bite yourself.. Mmmm, <player>licious! |
| 2: | <player> is biting <him/her>self, mumbling something about being <player>licious. |
| 3: | It is completely <target>licious! |
| 4: | <player> screams "It's delicious, in fact it's <target>licious!" |
| 5: | <player> thinks you are <target>licious! |
| 6: | You flaunt your <player>liciousness. |
| 7: | <player> says, "Bite me, I'm <player>licious!" |
|
| 1: | They're all lying to you... you feel it in your bones. |
| 2: | <player> points at everyone and screams, "LIES! LIIIIIIIIIIIIES!" |
| 3: | Looks like <target> is lying again. Time to let everyone know! |
| 4: | Uh-oh. <player> is pointing at <target>, screaming, "LIES!" once again. |
| 5: | <player> points at you threateningly, screaming out, "LIES!" |
| 6: | Yes, you are a horrible liar. Proclaim it to the world! |
| 7: | What's this? <player> is pointing at <him/her>self, screaming, "LIES!" |
|
| 1: | You count yourself proud to be among the enlightened scholars of the world! |
| 2: | <player> looks around the room in the hopes of finding another intellectual to share intelligent discussions with. |
| 3: | You beam at <target> and applaud <his/her> intellectual superiority over others in the mud. |
| 4: | <player> and <target> engage in a bit of philosophical discussion, the likes of which sails above everyone else's heads. |
| 5: | You have just been acknowledged as a literate person by <player>! You have to ask yourself why it took so long for <him/her> to observe the obvious... |
| 6: | You've gotta admire your brainpower somehow, even if noone else will. :( |
| 7: | <player> talks to noone outside <player>'s mind, and is understood by noone outside <player>'s mind. |
|
| 1: | You love the little tacos, you love them gooooood. |
| 2: | <player> states, "I love the little tacos, I love them gooooood." |
| 3: | You tell <target>, "I love the little tacos, I love them gooooood." |
| 4: | <player> tells <target>, "I love the little tacos, I love them gooooood." |
| 5: | <player> tells you, "I love the little tacos, I love them gooooood." |
| 6: | You really love the little tacos don't you? You must love them gooooood. |
| 7: | <player> loves the little tacos, <he/she> loves them gooooood. |
|
| 1: | You sniff the air, looking for a cat in heat. |
| 2: | <player> sniffs the air, panting lustfully. |
| 3: | You meow at <target> lustfully, sensing <he/she> is in heat. |
| 4: | <player> purrs lustfully around <target>, guess <target> is in heat. |
| 5: | <player> sniffs your crotch, are you in heat? |
| 6: | You sit on the fence, yodelling that you're in heat. |
| 7: | <player> sits on the fence, squalling like three pregnant cats in a blender. |
|
| 1: | You scream, "I am not InSaNe why won't anybody believe me?" |
| 2: | <player> must be completly CrAzY...<he/she> is raving like a LoCo. |
| 3: | You jump on <target> and start to spew more nonsense about your sanity. |
| 4: | <player> just attacked <target>!!! Better call for the men in white coats. |
| 5: | Aaaahhh...get it off...get <player> off before <he/she> does something totally CrAZy!! |
| 6: | Maybe it's just the drugs, but you don't feel so CRAZY anymore. |
| 7: | <player> tells <him/her>self over and over again, "I am not CrAzY! I am NOT CrAzY!!" |
|
| 1: | I know!! <->=-_crImsOn_-=++-_ |
| 2: | <player> thinks <->=-_crImsOn_-=++-_, is a much better logo. |
| 3: | You take a "few" bills out of <target>'s wallet and change Crimson's logo to ===/\CRiMSoN<>><<>_. |
| 4: | <player> takes a "few" bills out of <target>'s wallet and changes Crimson's logo to ===/\CRiMSoN<>><<>_. |
| 5: | <player> gives you some gold to change Crimson's logo to something better like ===/\CRiMSoN<>><<>_! |
| 6: | Or perhaps /\Crimson/\, anything is better than that old one! |
| 7: | /\Crimson/\ is sooo much better than that old logo and <player> agrees. |
|
| 1: | You roll your eyes and mouth the words, "LOOO-SER". |
| 2: | <player> rolls <his/her> eyes and mouths the words, "LOOO-SER". |
| 3: | You roll your eyes at <target> and mouth the words, "LOOO-SER". |
| 4: | <player> rolls <his/her> eyes at <target> and mouths the words, "LOOO-SER". |
| 5: | <player> rolls <his/her> eyes at you and mouths the words, "LOOO-SER". |
| 6: | You roll your eyes at your own stupidity and mouth the words, "LOOO-SER". |
| 7: | <player> rolls <his/her> eyes at <his/her> own stupidity and mouths the words, "LOOO-SER". |
|
| 1: | You just feel so lost without your special someone. |
| 2: | <player> feels completely lost without <his/her> special someone. |
| 3: | You look deep into <target> 's eyes and tuck <his/her> hair behind <his/her> ear. |
| 4: | Looks like <player> and <target> are totally into each other. |
| 5: | <player> looks at you, <his/her> touch making you feel like nothing else matters. |
| 6: | Without anyone, you decide to live life alone, in solitude, you and death become one. |
| 7: | <player> wants to be alone. Should you really let <him/her> be alone for the rest of <his/her> life? |
|
| 1: | You bat your fins adorably and promise not to use your teeth. |
| 2: | Isn't <player> a cute little sharklet? Awww.... |
| 3: | You give <target> soft little lovebites and try not to go too far...oops... |
| 4: | Ack! Is that a shark chewing on <target>?! Aw, it's only <player> again. |
| 5: | <player> chews on you lovingly and tries hard not to draw blood. |
| 6: | You wish you had your own little loveshark. *sigh* |
| 7: | <player> swims in circles, wishing <he/she> had <his/her> own little loveshark. |
|
| 1: | You conjure up a lovespell. |
| 2: | A lovespell is being invoked, maybe you should run while you still can. |
| 3: | You wave your hands and wiggle your fingers at <him/her>, causing <him/her> to fall madly in love with you. |
| 4: | <player> utters a strange phrase and <target> is suddenly madly in love with <player>. |
| 5: | You are suddenly madly in love with <player>. |
| 6: | Need a spell to love yourself? |
| 7: | <player> is kissing <him/her>self all over. Is that possible? |
|
| 1: | You declare your hate for triggers in lasertag. |
| 2: | <player> declares nowuv for anyone with lasertag triggers! |
| 3: | You scream "Use triggers in lasertag and die!" at <target>. |
| 4: | <player> screams "Use triggers for lasertag and die!" at <target>. Poor bugger that <target> is, <he/she> probably doesn't even use triggers. |
| 5: | <player> screams "Use triggers in lasertag and die!" at you. You think "What a wacko that <player> is." |
| 6: | You declare nowuv for your trigger-user self! |
| 7: | <player> declares nowuv for <his/her> trigger-user self! |
|
| 1: | You say "Lucky!" and give the Victory sign, anime style. |
| 2: | <player> says "Lucky!" and gives the Victory sign, anime style. |
| 3: | You say "Lucky!" and give <target> the Victory sign, anime style. |
| 4: | <player> says "Lucky!" and gives <target> the Victory sign, anime style. |
| 5: | <player> says "Lucky!" and gives you the Victory sign, anime style. |
| 6: | You pretend to be cool like Lina Inverse. "Lucky!" |
| 7: | <player> thinks <he/she>'s Lina Inverse and says "Lucky!" |
|
| 1: | You peer intently into the shadows of Gsocial. |
| 2: | <player> vigilantly watches for Gsocial lurkers. |
| 3: | You scream "Lurker!!", and point <target> out for all to see. |
| 4: | <player> has discovered <target> skulking in the shadows of Gsocial! |
| 5: | <player> screams "Lurker!!" and points at you. What a wacko. |
| 6: | You slip through the dark recesses of Gsocial, attempting to lurk. |
| 7: | You think you spot movement in the Gsocial shadows, it looks like <player>. |
|
| 1: | You pause to express your feelings, but end up blushing in silence. |
| 2: | <player> pauses to express <his/her> feelings, but just stands there blushing. |
| 3: | You pause to express your feelings for <target>, but just end up blushing in silence. |
| 4: | <player> pauses to express <his/her> feelings for <target>, but just ends up blushing in silence. |
| 5: | <player> pauses to express <his/her> feelings for you, but just ends up blushing in silence. |
| 6: | You pause to delve into your feelings, and blush in silence. |
| 7: | <player> pauses in silence, and blushes with a small smile on <his/her> face. |
| What the Line Numbers Mean |
| 1: |
What you see when you give no argument: ie, You slap nothing! |
| 2: |
What other people see when you give no argument: ie, <player> slaps nothing! |
| 3: |
What you see when you DO give an argument: ie, You slap Lasher! |
| 4: |
What others see when you DO give an argument: ie, Whitedragon slaps Lasher! |
| 5: |
What your target sees: ie, Whitedragon slaps you! |
| 6: |
What you see when you use 'self': ie, You slap yourself silly! |
| 7: |
What others see when you use 'self': ie, Whitedragon slaps himself silly! |