I'm looking for people to host/organise quests for this coming Halloween (31st October), if you are interested, please let me know and I will add you to the ongoing discussion.
As the 31st is a Monday, I was wondering which of the three options would the majority of public prefer; quests held/beginning on the Friday, Sat and Sunday before Halloween (28th,29th & 30th), just the Monday (31st) or for the entire week commencing 31st?
A few of the quests planned already will take longer than a day to complete, so quests that can be completed in shorter time-spans would be greatly appreciated!
If you require help organising/planning or sponsoring quests for halloween, feel free to give me a message!
It's simple. To take part in it you just have to do what people do on Halloween:
1. Dress yourself up with a VERY scary and shocking dress.
2. Say something VERY scary and shocking.
- Use your armour to dress up your bronze avatar in an unusual way. Ideally it's scary and fits to your words. Take a picture (screenshot) of your bronze avatar and upload it on StoreNOW.
- Post your scary words on the mood panel. So it is restricted in length. Include the link to your scary statue on StoreNOW.
- Post picture and words here on the forum to take part.
- I will create a poll for all of us to vote for the winner with the most scary solution.
- It will run from 28th of October until 1st of November. Poll will be made afterwards.
- Ability to post on mood panel and bronze statue. (Well, you can ask someone to create your dress screenshot for you and you can just post your words here without using mood panel.)
[center][center][size=5][b]Hallowed by thy Ground[/b][/size]
[center][center][i]To hallow is "to make holy or sacred, to sanctify or consecrate, to venerate".[/i]
[font=georgia,serif]Halloween is commonly associated with festivals of the dead, like, for instance, Samhain of Celtic lore. It is an occasion where the veil between the living and dead grows thin, allowing spirits to pass and mingle with the living. It is a time when departed souls are honored. Mystics see this as a time to commune with Gods and Goddesses.[/font]
A letter from the desert:
[quote][font=comic sans ms,cursive]The starry blanket draped over the sky in our realm is my Goddess - one of mine. Mother to some, crazy aunt (or even dangerous stranger) to others; she is a wild, wild woman. All have met her, and she watches over all with a thousand sparkly eyes. She is a auburn-haired skeleton woman, dancing in the land of dreams, planting seeds. At times known as Winter, and at others, Death. She is always known at night. She can be quite scary.
The darkness of Necrovion grows colder and colder, and the Goddess of the Moon becomes apparently meaner - her lessons are hard, oh so hard, so much so that I pray for light. But her sharp and glorious teeth smile with a fierce embrace - a mighty love. And in return, I learn to do so with mine.
In this land of forsaken Time, my thoughts are muddled, and so I am oft to avoid talking about the Goddess here. In a shroud of darkness, certain things come to light, and it would be facetious to speak of her nature here, her being, when her essence hides behind no shroud.
Our Goddess of the Night, she cannot be pinned down. She cannot be talked to, imagined as if she were an invisible entity, or merely some archetype born from one's mind.
The answer lies within the Wild Hunt, the trek under a darkening sky through a landscape wherein lives only dreams and uncharted sea.
The realm of the Goddess. Powerful. Unimaginable.
She is wind, rock, water, fire and aether.
She is lunacy, dancing in a poem of blood. How does one know this? Through drink, through merriment, through madness. Through poems, offerings, and apples of discord. And most importantly, through dreams. She is mystery, wonder, and terror all-in-one. A power greater than the summation of her parts. Enrapturing.
I met a traveler, in this dark land, with olive skin like sand and a thunderous voice which led me inside the Accursed Growth. I see her in the twist of this old tree, as in the pulse of rock, as my throat becomes dry and my knees begin to tremble as glowing eyes watch from within. What left is there to do, I wonder, but laugh? She is a mystery, so I laugh, and to her I open myself in prayer. Prayer to open other portals of possibility - for voices in the wind carry a cascade of dust that floats through sunlight and makes poetry in the air. Through dreams, I open doors. But I also close them. Singing shadows are cradled in the abode of dreams, and without names or faces, not many are ready to face them. It takes time to reign in the spirits of dreams.
Oh but there are merely fragmented thoughts, fleeting memories...
Now tell me, seeker of keys, of a place you find worthy of sacrament.
Priestess Orchid of the Sanguine Moon
[font=georgia,serif]This quest requires participants to compose a letter with words and/or pictures and PM it to Phantom Orchid in-game.[/font]
Ok, so I was bored while on handing-out-free-glass duty, and decided to make a short quest.
I i'm going to release a Winderwild to the wild so it can fly where it wants. It will happen at wind's game ( I thought that would be fitting) and will take you to a few places, accessible to anyone including MP3s.
It's really just for fun, so there might be a small reward at the end.
It's also my fist quest, so keep your expectations... moderate
Made for everyone, new and old.
Difficulty - pretty easy.
To start, enter the code, ~~ ,to the brick at Wind's Game.