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Objavlja by Madbranch Pet 17 Apr 2015, 18:25

What if I told you there is no Valhalla ...

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Objavlja by Herre Pet 17 Apr 2015, 21:18

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da smo bridko smrt storili zaman?
dobr, razen Alega k se je raje šel aleg akbur pa se je vrgu v slap ... čeprou Enryh je isto naredu, samo bolj bombastično pa ni končal v slapu, niti prostovolno ni blo

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Objavlja by Madbranch Pet 17 Apr 2015, 22:05

Kaj naj rečem. Slapovi so moja ahilova peta.

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Objavlja by Laurelion Pet 17 Apr 2015, 23:25

Da bi bil prepričan če je prišel v Valhallo ali ne, bi moral najprej bit prepričan če je to, kar velja za državno religijo v imperiju res ali ne Razz

Namenoma ne bom dokončno odgovoril tukaj, ker sem imel še eno idejo ki jo lahko mogoče kdaj uporabim, za izvedbo le-te pa ne sme biti gotovo koliko religije drži Wink
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Objavlja by Herre Sob 18 Apr 2015, 13:09

come on man :/
usej prek zsja mi povej sej nisem zdej več aktiven igralec Very Happy

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Objavlja by Madbranch Sob 18 Apr 2015, 14:08

Glede na to, da so bogovi killable, obstaja možnost, da so zgolj polbogovi ali še to ne. Zdaj še vedno pa imaš že pred statusom boga možnost naredit ogromen demiplane v obliki hale. Smile

Je pa seveda vedno vprašanje če imaš dovolj visok intelligence, da ti uspe sprogramirat pattern of the world, da preusmeri umrle na nek način v tvoj demiplane namesto tja kamorkoli bi naj šli. Smile

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Objavlja by Madbranch Sob 09 Maj 2015, 12:16

Ahahaha ...
ruknil prvih par odstavkov HP:MOR v markov chain text generator:

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Every inch of wall space is covered by a bookcase. Each bookcase has six shelves, going almost to the ceiling. Some bookshelves are stacked to the brim with hardback books: science, maths, history, and everything else. Other shelves have two layers of paperback science fiction, with the back layer of books propped up on old tissue boxes or lengths of wood, so that you can see the back layer of books above the books in front. And it still isn't enough. Books are overflowing onto the tables and the sofas and making little heaps under the windows.

This is the living-room of the house occupied by the eminent Professor Michael Verres-Evans, and his wife, Mrs. Petunia Evans-Verres, and their adopted son, Harry James Potter-Evans-Verres.

There is a letter lying on the living-room table, and an unstamped envelope of yellowish parchment, addressed to Mr. H. Potter in emerald-green ink.

The Professor and his wife are speaking sharply at each other, but they are not shouting. The Professor considers shouting to be uncivilised.

"You're joking," Michael said to Petunia. His tone indicated that he was very much afraid that she was serious.

"My sister was a witch," Petunia repeated. She looked frightened, but stood her ground. "Her husband was a wizard."

"This is absurd!" Michael said sharply. "They were at our wedding - they visited for Christmas -"

"I told them you weren't to know," Petunia whispered. "But it's true. I've seen things -"

The Professor rolled his eyes. "Dear, I understand that you're not familiar with the sceptical literature. You may not realise how easy it is for a trained magician to fake the seemingly impossible. Remember how I taught Harry to bend spoons? If it seemed like they could always guess what you were thinking, that's called cold reading -"


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"I told them you weren't to know," Petunia repeated. She looked frightened, but stood her ground. "Her husband was serious.

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The Professor Michael said sharply. "They were thinking, that's called cold reading -" guess what you can see the back layer of books above the books in front. And it still isn't enough. Books are overflowing onto the tables and that you can see the brim with hardback books: science fiction, with the back layers of paperback science, maths, history, and their adopted son, Harry James Potter-Evans-Verres.

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"You're joking," Michael said to Petunia repeated. She looked frightened, but stood her ground. "Her husband was a witch," Petunia repeated. She looked frightened, but stood her ground. "Her husband was a wizard."

"This is absurd!" Michael Verres, and his wife are speaking sharply. "They were at our wedding - they visited for Christmas -"

"I told them you weren't to know," Petunia repeated. She looked frightened, but stood her ground. "Her husband was a wizard."

"This is the sceptical literature. You may not realise how easy it is for a trained magician to fake they could always guess what you weren't to know," Petunia repeated. She looked frightened, but stood her ground. "Her husband was a witch," Petunia Evans-Verres, and their adopted son, Harry to be uncivilised.

"You're joking," Michael said to Mr. H. Potter in emerald-green ink.

There is a letter lying on the brim with the books are overflowing onto the eminent Professor considers shouting to be uncivilised.

"I told them you weren't to know," Petunia Evans-Verres.

The Professor and his wife are stacked to the windows.

This is the living-room of the house occupied by a bookcase. Each bookcase has six shelves have two layers of paperback science fiction, with the sceptical literature. You may not realise how easy it is for a trained magician to fake the house occupied by the eminent Professor considers shouting. The Professor rolled his wife are speaking sharply at each other, but stood her ground. "Her husband was a witch," Petunia Evans-Verres.

"My sister was serious.

"My sister was a wizard."

"This is the living-room tables and them you weren't to know," Petunia repeated. She looked frightened, but stood her ground. "Her husband was a witch," Petunia. His tone indicated that you can see the back layer of books propped up on old tissue boxes or lengths of wood, so that you're not familiar with the back layers of paperback science, maths, history, and making little heaps under the ceiling. Some bookshelves, going almost to the ceiling. Some books: science, maths, history, and everything else. Other shelves, going almost to know," Petunia repeated. She looked frightened, but stood her ground. "Her husband was a witch," Petunia whispered. "But it's true. I've seen things -"

"I told them you weren't to know," Petunia whispered. "But it's true. I've seen things -"

"I told them you can see the back layer of bookcase. Each books above the bookshelves are stacked to the ceiling. Some bookshelves are stacked to the ceiling. Some books in front. And it still isn't enough. Books are speaking sharply. "They were at our wedding - they are stacked to the sofas and the sofas and making little heaps under the windows.

There is covered by the windows.

This is absurd!" Michael said to the brim with hardback books: science, maths, history, and everything else. Other shelves are stacked to Mr. H. Potter in emerald-green ink.

The Professor rolled his eyes. "Dear, I understand that you're not familiar with the back layer of books above the books are overflowing onto the sceptical literature. You may not realise how easy it is for a trained magician to fake they could always guess what you were things -"

The Professor and his eyes. "Dear, I understand that you can see the back layer of books above the books in front. And it still isn't enough. Books are overflowing onto the brim with hardback bookshelves have two layers of paperback science fiction, with the back layer of books above the books in front. And it still isn't enough. Books are overflowing onto the brim with hardback books: science fiction, with the sceptical literature. You may not realise how I taught Harry James Potter in emerald-green ink.

This is the tables and making little heaps under the windows.

The Professor rolled his eyes. "Dear, I understand that you're not realise how easy it is for a trained magician to fake the seemingly impossible. Remember how I taught Harry to bend spoons? If it seemed like they could always guess what you can see the back layer of bookshelves, going almost to know," Petunia Evans-Verres, and the sofas and making little heaps under the windows.

The Professor rolled cold reading -"'t enough. Books are overflowing onto the tables and that you're joking," Michael said to the back layer of books propped up on old tissue boxes or lengths of wall space is covered by a bookcase has six shelves have two layers of paperback layer of books are overflowing onto the sofas and his wife are speaking sharply at each other, but they are not familiar with the brim with the sceptical literature. You may not realise how I taught Harry to be uncivilised.

"You're not familiar with the sceptical literature. You may not realise how easy it is for a trained magician to fake the sofas and making little heaps under the windows.

This is the living-room table, and an unstamped envelope of yellowish parchment, addressed to the books in front. And it still isn't enough. Books are overflowing on the living-room of the sceptical literature. You may not realise how easy it is for a trained magician to fake the seen things -"

The Professor Michael Verres-Evans, and his wife are speaking sharply at each other, but they are not shouting to bend spoons? If it seemed like they are not shouting to be uncivilised.

"This is the living-room table, and their adopted son, Harry to bend spoons? If it seemed like they could always guess what you're not familiar with the sceptical literature. You may not realise how easy it is for a trained magician to fake the sofas and making sharply. "They were at our wedding - they visited for Christmas -"

The Professor considers shouting. The Professor considers shouting to be uncivilised.

This is absurd!" Michael Verres, and his wife, Mrs. Petunia repeated. She looked frightened, but stood her ground. "Her husband was a wizard."

"This is the living-room tables and their adopted son, Harry James Potter-Evans-Verres, and the sofas and making little heaps under the windows.

This is absurd!" Michael Verres-Evans, and his wife are speaking sharply at each other, but stood her ground. "Her husband was a wizard."

"I told them you were thinking, that's called cold reading -"e back layer of books in front. And it seemed like they could always guess what you weren't to know," Petunia repeated. She looked frightened, but stood her ground. "Her husband was a witch," Petunia Evans, and an unstamped envelope of yellowish parchment, addressed to Petunia whispered. "But it's true. I've seen thing else. Other shelves, going almost to the ceiling. Some bookcase. Each bookcase has six shelves have two layer of books above the sofas and the seemingly impossible. Remember how I

((Mal sem nastavil previsok limit besed. Still fun.))


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Objavlja by Laurelion Čet 14 Maj 2015, 09:51

Na trenutke zelo posrečeno XD
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