Dikiyoba

It'll be pretty wet once it thaws out, no doubt. Dikiyoba.

Welcome back, Niemand. Dikiyoba was originally shocked by the drastic member number changes, too.

Assuming you don't develop amnesia, I'm not sure how you could be in the same situation. And if you do develop amnesia, well, you're looking for a game in a whole different genre. Dikiyoba.

Happy birthday, Sylae! Dikiyoba sees you already have cake, so Dikiyoba has brought some cider to go with it.

Doesn't one of the endings of G4 say that all knowledge of previous rebellions were purged from history? Dikiyoba.

Now that the Velociraptor packs have fled the bus, I examine the strugging raptor in my arms. It is still struggling wildly. Suddenly, I know how to tame it. I don't know where the ability comes from. It's just there, in my mind, as though I knew it the whole time and had just forgotten about it. I close my eyes and let my mind expand, touch the raptor's mind, control it, bend it to my will. The raptor stops struggling. I draw my mind back and let the raptor go. It hops onto the nearest bus seat and sits down, as docile as a chicken. It looks at me expectantly. I should feel elated, or horrified, but instead I feel... nothing. Numb, hollow, empty. Something is very wrong here. I look down and realize I'm covered in deep slashes and bite wounds from the raptor's struggles. All of the slashes are bleeding heavily. Well, no wonder I feel odd. It must be from the blood loss. No time for a healing potion. I dump out my backpack and search around until I find some plants with healing properties. I eat half of them and crush the other half, rubbing their juices over the cuts. I heal almost instantaneously. Dikiyoba points to the blood on the floor and spilled plants on the seat. "Dinky Yoda is going to take a shower. You, raptor, clean up this mess while the others are preoccupied outside." The raptor nods.

Well put, ADoS. There's just one more rule I'd like to add. 5. DO NOT TAKE CONTROL OF OTHER PEOPLE'S CHARACTERS. A little bit of interaction and dialogue is fine, but leave them where you found them, don't make decisions for them, and certainly don't transform them (looking at you here, Jewels). If you want your character to interact with another person's character in any significant way, send them a PM and work it out together. Dikiyoba.

The World RP(G) quickly became not appropriate for SW, the mods told him to make the RPG family friendly or to host it somewhere besides SW, and ET threw at a giant hissy fit (mostly in PMs, Dikiyoba believes), and then Dikiyoba can't remember exactly how the World RP ended, other than very, very badly.

Harehunter: Are the Velociraptors wanting their young back an intentional Jurassic Park 3 reference to go with Dikiyoba's Jurassic Park 2 (well, sort of) reference?

Now that I've eaten and it seems like we're going to be staying put for a while, I wander west to see if I can find any alchemy ingredients (or any food besides berries, otherwise the bus' bathroom is going to get ugly really quickly). Perhaps some sort of potion can undo my transformation. I don't mean to go very far, but the forest is so fascinatig that I end up traveling a lot further than I intended. I find myself in a narrow canyon. A small stream winds its way through the gravel and decaying logs at the bottom, while the canyon walls are carpeted in mosses and ferns. "This looks strangely familiar. Have I... er, has dinky Yoda been here before?" I stop, suddenly uneasy. The canyon suddenly seems like a sinister place. I turn and head back. I hear a screech and a thud behind me. I turn around and see a small creature getting to its feet. It is about the size of a goose (if geese came with a long bony tail), covered in downy feathers, and a sickle-shaped claw on each foot. "OMIGOSH OMIGOSH OMIGOSH!" I shove all the plants I gathered into my pack and rush after the Velociraptor. I scoop it up and clutch it to my chest before it has a chance to run away. It bites deeply into my arm, but in my excitement I barely notice. "OMIGOSH! A real dinosaur! I don't care that you are a ferocious carnivore with a heartbreakingly short lifespan. I'm taking you home with me!" I hear another screech on the clifftop above me. "Wait, aren't you guys supposed to hunt in packs?" Dikiyioba hears another screech on the clifftop. Suddenly over a dozen Velociraptors are sliding down the cliff towards Dikiyoba. Dikiyoba suddenly realizes that Dikiyoba is totally screwed. Dikiyoba runs back towards the bus (still holding the struggling Velociraptor), screaming at the top of Dikiyoba's lungs. "Help! Raptor attack! Raptor attack!"

"Well, I was going to say we are in California, but that's clearly not the case." I throw the field guide aside and pick up a dictionary. "Since we seem to get further from a cure everytime I look around, I guess it's time for a temporary solution." I spend several minutes perusing the dictionary before making my choice. I step outside the bus. "Hey, Sylae, did you see any berry bushes on your scouting trip?" "No, uh, sorry. I wasn't really looking for them." "That's okay. Dinky Yoda will start searching off that way." I point north. "You're calling yourself dinky Yoda now?" I sigh. "Yes. It was the best I... er, dinky Yoda could do." "You know what you should call yourself? Dick y—uh, why are you trying to step on my hooves? You know that doesn't work, right?" Grumbling, Dikiyoba heads northward. "This day just gets worse and worse."

Dikiyoba turns the driver's seat over to Actaeon. Dikiyoba heads to a seat and pull out a copy of The Field Guide to Every Tree to, Like, Everywhere. It's a huge book, so finding anything in it will take a while, but given enough time Dikiyoba is sure Dikiyoba can identify enough trees to figure out where we are.

Ysywaeth, ar gyfer y diwrnod llawen y pysgod parablu yn y tu ôl i ni am byth. Mae cyfieithiadau gwell o hyn gwgli cyfieithu yn fawr o gysur ar gyfer y galar o fewn mi. Hefyd, mae rhywbeth yn fy llygad. Wink wink. Dikiyoba adalah memiliki waktu yang sulit mendapatkan hal ini untuk mematikan terjemahan lucu. Dikiyoba ingin lucu, kode Anda bodoh, tidak akurat.

OOC: For pity's sake, Dikiyoba's gender is right there in Dikiyoba's profile, and we've gone over pronouns on SW a dozen times before. Use search to figure it out, and give Dikiyoba a teeny-tiny modicum of respect, will you?

Once the board collapse is over and everyone is outside staring at the rubble of their new home, I march into the rubble and search through it until I find the shopping list, crumpled and dirty but still intact. I glare at Trinit Eye. "...D... D... D... oh, forget it. I am not pleased." I stalk back the the bus, somehow slamming the bus door behind me. After a few moments, Dikiyoba opens the door again and steps out. "Anyone who wants to come grocery shopping, come aboard. We still need to eat."

Hey! Keep your biology to yourself. Dikiyoba.

Nice try, but the CoC cannot be stopped. Dikiyoba.

Dikiyoba's member number is not nearly so cool now.

I ignore the chaos of the other Spiderwebbers and the shininess of the new message board. There is work to be done; I must find a cure to my sudden speech impediment. But I can't think when I'm hungry, especially since it seems I haven't eaten anything for months. I wander around until the find the kitchen. The kitchen is glorious: granite countertops, state of the art appliances, and drawers full of the latest gadgets and utensil doohickeys that I haven't the faintest idea of how to use. Sadly, the food stock is much less impressive. After a thorough search, all I come up with is a pantry shelf full of spam, a canister of stale coffee grounds, and something mysterious and moldy in the back of the refrigerator. I find people as best I can. "Okay, everyone, I'm taking the bus to the nearest grocery store, farmers market, bakery, *sigh* feed store, whatever I need to hit. Add whatever you need to the list, and if you want to come along, be at the bus in fifteen minutes, or I leave without you." Dikiyoba leaves the shopping list attached to the wall where everyone can see it and heads outside to check on the bus. The shopping list currently reads: Dr. Pepper, cake, Dr. Pepper, muskmelon, pie, Dr. Pepper.

Rules that are now obsolete: 13, 17, 18, 20, 33, 34, 42. And possibly 39. Rules that need editing: 4 and 5 (Jeff and Mariann share the Spidweb account while the Krizsan account is obsolete. Spidweb and *i are the only active admin accounts.), 16 (the actions described are all still considered spam, but canning people is obsolete. I recommend keeping 16 current and using obsolete rule 17 to explain canning.), 37 (update to my correct gender). Dikiyoba recommends not deleting the obsolete rules. They're important snippets of SW history.

Rule 35 is referring to Kelandon. (Also, UBB member numbers and IPB member numbers don't correlate at all, so any old references to member numbers are better off searched for on the UBB forum site or in Aran's PPP.) Dikiyoba.

Higher tier creations. Improving creations with extra essence is generally a waste. Dikiyoba.

I recommend playing a Shaper in G1, a Guardian in G2, and an Agent in G3. The Guardian is especially powerful in G2 because of how parry works, and you don't want to play an Agent in G1 where there are so few spells. For G4, the Shock Trooper and Servile are unique classes. I recommend the Shock Trooper there, because Shock Troopers are fun, but the Servile is a good choice too. For G5, there's actually a bug that makes playing any of the three Shaper classes more powerful than any of the rebel classes, so you can play one of them again or play whichever unique class you didn't choose in G4 (or play as a sorceress, but she's not much different from an Agent or Shaper/Lifecrafter). Dikiyoba.

Creations divert a small amount of experience away from the PC. However, since experience given for quests and kills is dependent on the PC's level, the experience taken by creations is almost made up for by earning more experience overall. So a PC who keeps a large pack of creations throughout the game ends up only a few levels behind a PC who goes solo the entire game. Overall, having a few strong creations is probably better than having many weak ones. It's easier to keep a few strong creations alive than having to manage a bunch of weak creations, especially since G1 has a lot of zones that do environmental damage. Disposable creations (that is, not being particularly concerned about keeping creations alive or leveling them up) is a good strategy too. Dikiyoba.

G1 lets you control the number of living tools you want to spend on a lock, rather than the all-or-none of the later games. You might be able to use one living tool on the two-tool locks and then cast the unlock spell. Sometimes the spell will work if you do that, and it'll save you a living tool or two. There are plenty of living tools in G1, though, so saving a few isn't worth much. Dikiyoba.