Hangout #2 : Better 'cos Jaws made it.

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Originally Posted by Das98

Now threads are taking anywhere from 30 seconds to a minute to load for me. I can see the first post, but it stalls after that. I'm guessing it has something to do with the google ads since those aren't displaying when it finally does load. All the links are underlined and the white borders are still there too.

Edit: The white borders are gone. These problems are happening for me in both IE and FireFox, BTW.

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Same thing happening here :P I'll come back in a couple days and see how much you all have suffered with this problem

Everything's loading like usual (quickly) for me. Oh Retro status, you so crazy.

Admin runs wild on Cyberxion. More at eleven.


Yeah, same for me, 30+ seconds... Weird.

The white borders are there again and the underlined links too, but at least the pages are loading fine for me now.

You see a mid-sized man in long robes of deep black. His hair is neatly coifed and an impeccably trimmed goatee compliments his handsome features. Noticing your arrival, he puts down the book he was writing in and strides confidently over to you, smiling. "Impressive... I must admit, I never thought you would make it this far."

"I'm glad to have disappointed you... are you the one responsible for all the walking dead?

"Who I am is of no consequence to you. What I want is the question that should concern you most." As he speaks, he looks you up and down, as if somehow fascinated by you.

"Very well... what do you want?"

He takes a step back and cocks an eyebrow. "I want... your blood."

"Is that some kind of threat?"

The man starts to answer, but stops himself abruptly. An evil smile spreads across his face and he begins to laugh. "Yes... I suppose it is." He continues to laugh even harder at his own, private joke. You notice that his hands have begun to move at his sides. Slowly, they flit back and forth, tracing intricate patterns in the air.








Oh PS:T.

Hello!
How are you people?

None of your fucking business. Go choke on a baguette.

I'm not in france, numbnuts.
Oh check your personal webpage <3

Same shit, different continent.

(<3.)

Qui? :wacko:

"The tale of Ravel Puzzlewell, frightener of children, begins and ends with a question: 'What can change the nature of a man?'"

"Go on..."

"Many were the times she posed this riddle to those who approached her, those who sought to glean from her the strange magics that she alone seemed to possess. All attempted to answer her query, but to no avail... and they found the price of their wrong answer to be some horrible fate, always more terrible than the last victim's. To recount their various torments would be to speak of things that nightmares are woven from."

"Go on..."

"The tale strikes me in this way: Ravel herself knew not the answer to this question, but she lusted for such an answer. Only the *why* of the matter remained in question. Why did the nature of a man matter to one of the Gray Sisters, especially of one of such power as Ravel?"

"Go on..."

"It is said that she put the question to the Lady of Pain; not directly, but shouted it to Sigil itself, daring for the Lady to answer. When no reply was forthcoming, she wove terrible magics that threatened to open the Cage and let the fury of the Planes roll in like a wave."

"Go on..."

"She received no answer other than banishment. To this day, no one knows the answer to Ravel's question... and now there is no one to petition, for Ravel herself is gone, lost to the Planes."

"That's all I wished to know, Yves. Farewell."

Journal entry:
After telling me a tale of Ravel, Yves suggested that Ecco - the silent prostitute - might know something more of her... but that first I'd have to get Ecco to speak to me.





Oh, PS:T!

"An elderly man was sitting alone on a dark path, right? He wasn't certain of which direction to go, and he'd forgotten both where he was traveling to and who he was. He'd sat down for a moment to rest his weary legs, and suddenly looked up to see an elderly woman before him. She grinned toothlessly and with a cackle, spoke: 'Now your *third* wish. What will it be?'"

"'Third wish?' The man was baffled. 'How can it be a third wish if I haven't had a first and second wish?'"

"'You've had two wishes already,' the hag said, 'but your second wish was for me to return everything to the way it was before you had made your first wish. That's why you remember nothing; because everything is the way it was before you made any wishes.' She cackled at the poor berk. 'So it is that you have one wish left.'"

"'All right,' said the man, "I don't believe this, but there's no harm in wishing. I wish to know who I am.'"

"'Funny,' said the old woman as she granted his wish and disappeared forever. 'That was your first wish.'"

Hello world. :)

Heil.</ >

Goodbye world*shoots himself*