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ONEMIC11: /* THE DAY QIJ JOINED THE MOON MAGE GUILD......AGAIN */

2026-06-09T04:17:05Z

THE DAY QIJ JOINED THE MOON MAGE GUILD......AGAIN

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ONEMIC11 at 04:15, 9 June 2026

2026-06-09T04:15:59Z

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ONEMIC11: /* The "Q"seum */

2026-05-31T23:19:00Z

The "Q"seum

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 You apply the quill to the paper and write: An elegant and regal portrait; An Elothean man stands calmy, gazing into the distance.  His dark hair is well groomed, but evidently belongs to a "doer of deeds", his well defined features lend themselves to a mysterious affect.  At the bottom of the portrait, in unbelievably tiny calligraphy, are the words, "Tathalus Kitsune: Keeper of Lycidylia, Protector of Gnomes, Owner of Slightly Charred Combat Attire, Hugger of Pals.  The kindest and most wonderful friend a Qij could want."<br />
 Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.<br />
-You offer your grey paper to Tathalus, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer.  Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.<br />
+You offer your grey paper to Tathalus, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer.  Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
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 You whisper to Xionara, "I would look great in that gown"<br />

ONEMIC11: /* Qapers of The Qij */

2026-05-07T19:15:32Z

Qapers of The Qij

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	== <code> Qapers of The Qij </code> ==		== <code> Qapers of The Qij </code> ==

			You say, "Clever is not a state of existence."
⚫	[16:15] [General][Rhadyn] "Referring to oneself, unless you are a Qij, proves that indeed."

			Aedie says, "Cleaver is not a state of existence, but with training, one can rise to be clever."

			You say, "Cleaver, sure."

			You say, "But to be clever, you've got to risk butchering it."
		⚫	----[16:15] [General][Rhadyn] "Referring to oneself, unless you are a Qij, proves that indeed."

	[16:16] [General][Rhadyn] "I'm knee deep in workorders but if don't find someone reach out Myrable."		[16:16] [General][Rhadyn] "I'm knee deep in workorders but if don't find someone reach out Myrable."

ONEMIC11: /* Qapers of The Qij */

2026-04-20T20:07:36Z

Qapers of The Qij

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	[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Well slow down a bit!"		[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Well slow down a bit!"
			----Souv says to you in an Ilithian accent, "I said hail first."

			You get a sheet of pale lilac paper layered beneath fine vellum from inside your wooden case.

			You apply the quill to the paper and write: a Good Guy.

			Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.

			You offer your lilac paper to Souv, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
	----You quietly ask Potpot, "Wanna be best friends?"		----You quietly ask Potpot, "Wanna be best friends?"

ONEMIC11: /* Qapers of The Qij */

2026-03-29T02:32:35Z

Qapers of The Qij

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	You quietly say to yourself, "Unlike some people..."		You quietly say to yourself, "Unlike some people..."
			----You apply the quill to the paper and write: An arm wrestling table sporting a prydaen-shaped indentation.

			Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.

			Aemaranth winks at Zersha.

			Jaelia says to Morress, "Not the arm, but the person it was attached to probably made some sounds."

			You offer your grey paper to Allye, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
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ONEMIC11: /* Qapers of The Qij */

2026-03-23T20:56:58Z

Qapers of The Qij

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	You whisper to Leilanie, "for Couri"		You whisper to Leilanie, "for Couri"
			----[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Selling a tiny electrum nugget. Now what this little guy lacks in size, he makes up for in nugget. 5 platinums."

			[General] Your mind hears Harsh thinking, "I bid 10"

			[General] Your mind hears Bulvine thinking, "quiet you two... or everyone will understand just how valuable it is to sit next to Harsh poppin boxes"

			[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "I see your 10 and raise you a note I found tacked to Bulvine's ex-girlfriends pantry door. Nothing scandalous. Just a list of all the reasons Bulvine would not be an appropriate partner for a 3-legged race."

			[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "And she writes...."

			[General] Your mind hears Bulvine thinking, "that was ment to be private"

			[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "1. Actually quite quick 2. Maneuverable, dextrous 3. Impressive handling of oncoming roots and other obstacles 4. Constantly having to dodge errant fire from his enemies 5. Would not make a great Father due to the constant errant fire from his enemies."

			[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Her words. Not mine."

			[General] Your mind hears Anino thinking, "Sounds like Bulvine is in it for the long run but she is not."

			[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "His fortitude is quite impressive, in my opinion. And always been a pleasure to be around from my perspective. But then again, I'm not the one that missed the qualifiers for the Qlympics by 1/3rd of a donutlength."

			[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "I didn't do much better, but I was GranQij'd in."
	----You apply the quill to the paper and write: You see a smoky tavern scene, two brigands standing over a terrified ale-drinker as onlookers avert their eyes. Off to the side, a cloaked figure rises slowly and mutters, "Looks like a Dangerous job..." In a flash, he spins with dramatic flair and draws forth a flamingo yes, a flamingo somehow both radiant and horrifying. "Danger is my middle name," he declares as the tavern girls at the bar gasp, "Snugglepants is here!" You flip the page to find the aftermath: blood everywhere, the flamingo missing, and Danger crumpled in a chair looking like someone folded his laundry with him in it. The brigands are long gone taking the flamingo with them.		----You apply the quill to the paper and write: You see a smoky tavern scene, two brigands standing over a terrified ale-drinker as onlookers avert their eyes. Off to the side, a cloaked figure rises slowly and mutters, "Looks like a Dangerous job..." In a flash, he spins with dramatic flair and draws forth a flamingo yes, a flamingo somehow both radiant and horrifying. "Danger is my middle name," he declares as the tavern girls at the bar gasp, "Snugglepants is here!" You flip the page to find the aftermath: blood everywhere, the flamingo missing, and Danger crumpled in a chair looking like someone folded his laundry with him in it. The brigands are long gone taking the flamingo with them.

ONEMIC11: /* Qapers of The Qij */

2026-03-23T16:20:44Z

Qapers of The Qij

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 You quietly say to Darkgaze, "He's hysterical."
 ----You quietly exclaim, "No, no, no I don't burglarize.  I go in and rearrange some items though...less of an elf on a shelf.  Like a Gnome in a Home!"
 ----[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "The Great and also Dumb Uritel has been missing for some time, and was last seen Old and Dumb.  After much time not bothering searching, he has been pronounced dead.  Services will be 5 fortnights from the second andu of the acrimonious snail. When the bell strikes 9 Elven Ladies.  Be there."

ONEMIC11: /* Qapers of The Qij */

2026-03-20T02:46:49Z

Qapers of The Qij

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	Charrack goes out.		Charrack goes out.
			----The paper reads: Bandage in one hand, broadsword in the other, a bloodthirsty Healer faces off against an undead horde. A confused pile of severed limbs, and a lonely puddle of blood look on, unsure how this strange new world will unfold....

			Along the bottom of the paper, you notice, Author: Qij

			You close a little powdery blue lunchbox painted with the portrait of a Gnome.

			(A gift for Sheearyn's 100th circle party)
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	You apply the quill to the paper and write: A hectic scene as a Gnomish Empath returns home from work one day to find his beautiful Halfling Wife linked to another man. As he storms out, he attempts to flip the table but finds it's too heavy to achieve the dramatic effect he hopes. He slowly tips it over as they silently watch him struggle. The napkin holder falls to the ground, unspilled. He picks up the napkins and throws them everywhere. One sticks in his beard and he fiercely struggles to remove it in a fit of rage. Finally, he grabs a macaroni and cheese tart, throwing it against the wall and it splatters back onto his foot. He turns to leave and slips on the fresh macaroni, falling down the stairs of his now broken home in disgrace and shame. His Wife turns to her student and says "I genuinely have no clue who that was."<br />		You apply the quill to the paper and write: A hectic scene as a Gnomish Empath returns home from work one day to find his beautiful Halfling Wife linked to another man. As he storms out, he attempts to flip the table but finds it's too heavy to achieve the dramatic effect he hopes. He slowly tips it over as they silently watch him struggle. The napkin holder falls to the ground, unspilled. He picks up the napkins and throws them everywhere. One sticks in his beard and he fiercely struggles to remove it in a fit of rage. Finally, he grabs a macaroni and cheese tart, throwing it against the wall and it splatters back onto his foot. He turns to leave and slips on the fresh macaroni, falling down the stairs of his now broken home in disgrace and shame. His Wife turns to her student and says "I genuinely have no clue who that was."<br />

ONEMIC11: /* Qapers of The Qij */

2026-03-14T22:35:14Z

Qapers of The Qij

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 Barely able to contain your pride at your work, you sign your name at the corner.<br/>
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-You say, "And that's for you Mister Vaddon."<br/>
+You say, "And that's for you Mister Vaddon."
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 You apply the quill to the paper and write: A gossamer-draped Vigil Keeper standing quiet guard over the memories of the many.<br/>