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« on: June 13, 2007, 09:21:43 pm »
That was as blatant as a sunset in the bathtub of carnal fudge!
Obfuscater!
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« on: June 13, 2007, 07:39:13 pm »
*hawk passes by and spots the note reading, he then smiles and pens a quick reply*
Dear Sir, can you provide any more details? I will be happy to hunt them down for you. Is there a preference in them being alive? If they fight back, no guarantees in their ability to breath.
It would be handy if even you know one of their names.
I will start looking.
*A wax crest of a hawk in flight, a sword in one claw, a flask in another, placed on the bottom of the page and signed Hawklen Ancalime*
*walks away and smiles at Kinai's note*
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« on: June 13, 2007, 05:55:27 pm »
Evil? What do you heathens know of evil! The hamsters of the Spaceship Colgate know more of evil in their tiny beaded eyes then you all know in the lint of your belly buttons!
Evil is the focus of the brain butter through the Molly McButter powder of molasses! Chilli! Beans! flapjacks! You paladins of spicey yet oh so tastey foods shall feel the wrath of hamster flapjacks! For low and behold they hold the evil of syrup in their flaky batter!
Evil is when you kick a puppy and rent the movie Bio Dome! Evil is like a box of chocolates, you never know which one you're going to get next. Wilson! Your bloody hand print cries to me in the night of vealed seaweed! Listen you blaspheming ecofreaks! The lord, the king, Strawberry Shortcake will smite you with her muffins of fluffy evil!
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« on: June 13, 2007, 03:08:02 pm »
Ha! I say ha, as I over procrastinate my optimism post count higher then the seven seas of your posts! Hark, hear the angels sing Im a little teapot, glory in my gloriousness! The celery hath spoken. Rejoice.
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« on: June 13, 2007, 02:50:58 pm »
» You have 816 posts and 62 threads. » 2.01 posts per day. » You own 0.48% of the forums posts. » You are most active in General Discussion with 228 posts. you suffocating obfuscating bipolar monkey! Increase my count, my percentages and global warming!
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« on: June 13, 2007, 01:46:58 pm »
Makes a lot of little log files! *winks* I perfer a cron job once a day 
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« on: June 13, 2007, 03:30:16 am »
I have also added in a line so that you double click on the shortcut..and it will take you straight to the server you want west, and do the logging. I can provide that if you want it too.
UPDATE:
here is an example cmd script that I use, once you have installed the GLR (works on PCs only). It logs onto West Server and starts logging :
@echo off
SET NWN_PATH="C:\\NeverwinterNights\\NWN"
SET GLR_PATH="C:\\Program Files\\Gnomish Log Rotator"
cd %NWN_PATH%
start /w nwmain.exe +connect 69.80.198.68:5121 +password PASSWORD
cd %GLR_PATH%
glr.exe
This assumes that:
Neverwinternights is installed in C:\\NeverwinterNights\\NWN. If it is not then change it in the SET NWN_PATH section.
Also assumes that the GLR is installed to C:\\Program Files\\Gnomish Log Rotator
You can download the glr from this place and follow orth's instructions on setting it up in the nwn.ini file in the c:\\neverwinternights\\nwn\\nwn.ini directory. Please note that you replace PASSWORD with the layonara password that you were given.
So here is what you do. Copy the above text. Open up a text file, paste the text into it. Save the file, and enclose it in quotation marks with the .cmd extension eg, "Layonara West Server.cmd".
If it is done properly, you should be able to type in your player name and password and choose your character all the while having the GLR in the background logging your chats. Nice Tan  Quite usefull, for window users. Now make one for the linux/mac users *winks* Note, dont forget to setup a cron job for log rotations *he grins*
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« on: June 13, 2007, 03:22:34 am »
That cockatrice of sorrow did not quench your anger! It was I, the words of power, words of faith! The father of the fatherless, the daughters of tears. For I, with the help the holy preserves of berries slew your anger with the breath of space.
May anger romp with the care bears of justice, and the my little ponies of righteousness!
And uh, yeah, who ever lead that thingy to the horse. Bad person bad! Go to your room. No supper for you
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« on: June 13, 2007, 12:35:03 am »
*mutters* Don't try to out insane me dear.
Bipartition politicians! Unite! For we have a common enemy! And her name is 'Do not tear this lable off the mattress" The vocal succbi of earthen wares, sold at your local grocer, shall rend your soul into a million color bits of penguins. I take the sacred wand of fluffy teeth, and hand it to our lord savior, the VCR of Jam, for it was he who heralded in the generation of quick drying cement. For the lord of giant SUV's of candy shal drive the demons of vegans out of your skull! It rots! It decays! I will save you! The foam of martian toffee shall cleanse this world free of barley. For it is that, that has clouded your mind in taking which rightfully belongith to me.Brethren! Sisters! Spotted owls! Take up the plastic light saber of truth! It shall cloud mens minds with mayonnaise And you pyseudonym! You shall feel my righteous lay's ruffles! You shall live a thosand deaths of carpooling! Your soul, forever stuck in an N'sync concert! For The VCR of jam hath spoken his pearls of bowling! The end is nigh! Hold your chips of freedom and drink your mugs of shampoo in the memory of all!
He hath spoken, kneel and pray to the lord of preserves
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« on: June 13, 2007, 12:13:16 am »
Bah! I spit at your feeble attempts of botany! The plants of freedom shall extend their tentacles of fusionable dairy pruducts, into your unprotected realm of mind juices. For they shall tear the liberty of free ants from the cortex of rubber bifocals, and beat them upon your libertine skeletal structure of Mork. For it is Mork the mighty who bends his will of bipolar waffles to protect the thinly sliced potato of fried universal goodness, with a hint of the cream du sour! His eyes shall mote your form in a halo of gas powered microprocessors! Did not the lord say unto Elvis "Peanut butter and banana's fried, shall be your doom upon the throne of enamel?" And woe Did the Temptations scream! Bioplar! Monkeys! Gnats of blueberry softness! Unite! Smite the temptress of obfuscating vile putrid bicycles! Rend her bones into powder to grease the wheels of our public school system! The universe cries, fore the innocent of mechanically separated meat tubes weep in the graves of hotdog buns. Their screams of denial smothered in condiments of justice!
You have been warned. The VCR of jam is born.
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« on: June 12, 2007, 11:54:11 pm »
Blasphemer! heathen! Thou shant wretch the sour and cream goodness of my thinly slice bits of potato, deliciously fried in the oils of the universe! The nectar of the gods themself, formed into little cubes of sugar and yellow dye #5 shall never be yours! War! The call of the bullfrog cries out to the blood red moon of happiness! The calls from the dead, the battles of long lost, shall wrench the earth of its tuna and oil industry! Sand. Sand I say! It shall cover you like a million little electrical quartz crystals! Fear, fear the solar panels of quantum matrix. For it shall rend your bones, like hamsters playing darts in the pub. Please! think of the puppies in microwaves, for the popcorn of existance is threatened by the blade of spork.
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« on: June 12, 2007, 11:10:08 pm »
*hands Hawk some cookies and other sugar filled goods then scrolls back up to the first message and tries once again to figure it all out* You deny my greatness! My chocolate center will never be up for resale at a reasonable interest rate! My soul shall over come your technocolour dreamcoat with the vengeance of a thousand radial tires. Your tumble weeds of lies shall not overcome my obfuscating gyroscope of infinite skittles! Bow I say, bow before the kittens become enraged with the bloodlust of Wal-Mart! WAL-MART!
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« on: June 12, 2007, 09:56:41 pm »
*he takes the sugar, and stands on his soapbox*
*points to self* See kids. This is the reason pregnant women shouldn't drink
*a star with a rainbow on a blackscreen flies by and the words Now you know scrolls by all gold and glittery*.
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« on: June 12, 2007, 09:51:22 pm »
I'm a mockery! You can't out Mockery the Mockery Mocking Mocker King! To whatshisface suedesuavename Your mockling of the mockers made a mockeriy of the mocking mockery thread! Hail to the king baby. Gimmie some sugar.
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« on: June 12, 2007, 09:48:45 pm »
*sits back in his chair smiling, watching all the i nteresting arguments going on*
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« on: June 12, 2007, 07:09:17 pm »
I'd be surprised. *folds his arms and waits* She pwned you
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« on: June 12, 2007, 05:45:22 pm »
I'm frivolous! you cant out frivolous me! Im the frivolously frivially frivolous King!
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« on: June 12, 2007, 04:26:08 pm »
These posts are frivolous *nod nod*
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« on: June 12, 2007, 11:12:42 am »
These fish are killers! They bury them selves in your skin, tapping into your nerves they sing backstreet boy and N'Sync songs to you till you go mad and become a cross dressing britanny spears.
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« on: June 12, 2007, 12:35:20 am »
*wonders what Stephen has to be thankful about Dorg chuckling*
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