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darkmax wrote:hard cash then... give me everything you've got.

Actually I know some people who would KILL for chocolate...

I have a friend who loved those pixie stix and mountain dew. He lived on them a few times over the years at conventions.

Given that only the vagabond starts play with candy and there is no given prices for the stuff, I'd say it's safe to assume the "Great Sugar Depression" has already come and the poor buggers starved to death, providing the nourishment to foster several dozen tribes of psi-stalkers who sadly suffer from attention defic-oooh, shiney!

Nikoli wrote:Given that only the vagabond starts play with candy and there is no given prices for the stuff, I'd say it's safe to assume the "Great Sugar Depression" has already come and the poor buggers starved to death, providing the nourishment to foster several dozen tribes of psi-stalkers who sadly suffer from attention defic-oooh, shiney!

Ouch....
Like Tribble-Fritters!
You can't stop at just one!

LOL

There are a lot of things people are assumed made. There was that one thread where we had companies. Maybe we should raise the dead thread? And continue creating companies.

Well, remeber the massive freespace sugar and confection synthesis factories I mentioned in a news story....that's one source of sweets in the Three Galaxies...

Ouch! That is so wrong Darkmax!

Hmmm...monastery...kids...sugar....
A martial arts based on harnessing the power and frenzy of a sugar-high?
Cotton-Candy Fist?

"Oh no! Master Cho's taken out his stash of Hershy Bars!!! THose thugs are in for it now!"

"Mmmm-Mmmmm!!!....Almost better than sex! But without the danger of nuts!"

darkmax wrote:hmm..... I thought nuts are always better..... or are we talking about something else?

Depends on whether or not the Almond Joy you're passing the time with is sweet or is into knives....

And what happens to poor Master Cho is someone gives hims a Hershey bar with almonds!


:::Allergic reaction?::: "Oh no Master Cho's neck swelled up bigger than a basketball. I guess I'm the next Master of the Monastery."

I think that would make it a job for Monk!

He always seems to get the strangest cases. Death by Chocolate sounds like something he'd investigate.

As long as it was a clean death and not a messy one. If it was messy.......poor Monk!

CSI Shangri-La!

"Hmmmm....evidence...let me meditate on it, know it inside and out and ascertain its place in the cosmic all...as it is chocolate, I will assimilate it and experience it as well...hmmm,,rich, chocolately...dark.....hint of almonds....very STRONG almonds...Ah, enlightenment! Cyanide! I go to the next phase of existance!"*THUMP*

"Darn, that creeps me out the way the forensics monks do that..."
"You mean like Brother B'Ang? Gathered ballistics data by shooting himself in the head?"

Brother B'Ang must have a very hard head indeed!

darkmax wrote:Instant enlightenment!

Almond Joy!

Aramanthus wrote:Brother B'Ang must have a very hard head indeed!

Ballistic Skull 'Bullet Head' Body Hardening...
I practice it quite often, by beating my head into a desk or wall after dealing with annoying patrons...
But I don't think I'll be trying to stop any firearms with my forehead any time...

I know the feeling Taalismn! Especially since the computer system has been done for the lab for about 45 minutes!

Cool! Thanks for the info Darkmax!

Fine line between IronHead and BLockhead(a common American practice that only requires you to smash you head against a wall of commonsense and the obvious)....Like Eastern Martial Arts, Ignorance Arts are also, at their core, about cultivating a state of mind that allows one to ignore pain, discomfort, impending debt, infringing reality, and the bloodcurdling screams of the people you just cut in front of on the highway being sucked under the wheels of that semi that couldn't brake in time. A true master of Blockhead can sail through life with an obliviousness a Zen Master can only dream of, and while not able to break concrete with supersonic bare knuckle punches, can crush beer cans against his head without thought, and can embrace the most ludicrous misinterpretations of logic with open arms and open mind.

ROFLMAO!!! I know people like that Taalismn!

Tyciol wrote:Dumb criminals are awesome.

As for Eyelor, I think Splynncryth wants to learn how to clone it.

Until then, they pluck the eyes off as needed. They don't do it too fast, since the planet needs time to regrow them.

Price controls...as I noted earlier, either the Splugorth have an agreement to share the annual harvest(and trade shares among themselves if somebody wants more than their allocated share) or one Splugorth controls a Dune-like commodities monopoly on the Eyes...the other Splugorth grumble and grouse, but pay up if they want the Eyes, and make nice to the guy, all the while plotting to get rid of him and install themselves in charge fo planetary management...

That makes a lot of sense Taalismn! We could always agree to something like that informally of course until an official information becomes available.

Of course...

Dibs on the Eyeball Monopoly!!!

LOL That leaves the rest of us in the dark!

Yeah it would allow the eyes to grow back.

darkmax wrote:the best form of foraging...

Crop rotation...this thousand square miles we harvest eyes...the adjacent thousand square mile parcel Ears of Eylor(can pick up radio frequencies, among other things), the patch next to THAT the Noses of Eylor(as opposed to the Eyes of Nostrilia...the Sniffling Planet...)

darkmax wrote:Give a whole new meaning to "harvesting body parts".... ewwee...

Well, if we have a Living Planet of Eyes, why not other parts as well?
While the Splugorth already have a symbiotic heart organism(probably originally a filter-feeder organism that made its living endlessly pumping fluids through its feeding filters...whay can't there be planets or organisms of sensory organs, and maybe appendages that serve one purpose but could be adapted to others...like forests of tentacles....
Suppose such a world was found...remembering how profitable Eylor turned out, the Splugorth who hear of this find(likley through espionage) all rush off on a Nose Rush(or whatever) and go to war over this new resource to deteremine who gains the foothold and subsequent monopoly(and the PCs are either Slugorth,Minions, other alien intelligences, or just plain ordinaru PCs caught up in the middle for whatever reason).

darkmax wrote:I wonder if there are parasites

THAT would be a nasty thing for the Splugorth's enemies to get ahold of...something like the microscopic worms that cause River Blindness....Unleash them on unbottled Eyes and knock them out...
Or maybe the Splugorth have eliminated them from Eyelor to protect their investment, but have kept some genetically engineered stock on hand in case Eyelore wakes up and rises against them, or if an enemy turns large numbers of captured Eyes against them....Maybe they already have parasite eggs implanted in them laying dormant to be activated by a specific stimulus...

And don't forget bioweapons that could be used on those things and you could include parasites on that note.

The canonical spell 'Shatter' is too weak though, and anything that can crack the container can just as easily kill the eye...

Hmmm....I wonder if you used 'Water to Wine' if it would work...the liquid inside is probably too exotic to be easily changed, and the Eye would likley get a saving throw versus magic, but it would be interesting to see if you could get an Eye inebriated....

Pickled Eyes of Eylor...it's a delicacy on some worlds...

The Splugorth have been around for a while, long enough to acquire symbiotic Minions...why not enemies/predators with a taste for things Splugorth? Such as finding their biotech tasty?

Something that preys on s sploogie would be a scary creature! It'd have to almost be the size of Godzilla!

Or maybe the critters are small and have vicious appetites....
Maybe something like the Cerebrus Spiders or other Rift-born monsters...

That would be very nasty. And very scary if they could take down a sploogie.

Only certain predator like being can stomach that, and even then they go out of their way to find some sort of stomach/ gas relief.

IT would count as a major acheivement using the Rifter rules for megacookery...super megadamage creatures with magical flesh and alien chemistry...major side effects up the yin-yang, with a fatality rate among GODS and other alien intelligences akin to that of fugo among normal human beings...
Needless to say, beings like Hades, Aries, or Aerihman would likely boast of having supped on Splugorth(it would be a rare treat, unless they had a captive Splugorth chained up somewhere and were cutting pieces off it as it regenerated), as a sign of their power....

Man, though, that gets DARK,...

That is really really dark!

Hrad and crunchy on the outside, soft and tender on the inside...
Get the mega-hydraullic vibro-pincers and garlic butter...I'm hungry!


Man, what happens when a Splugorth slave-world falls and they manage to nail the Splugorth Intelligence(before the meat goes rancid)...

Freed Slave: "Hey, Mister CosmoKnight? Can you stick around? We're planning on having a barbeque of the late Master, and you're invited to help us chow down!"

Ah...Metzla on the Half-Shell..... High Lord Fritters....Gargoyle Drumsticks...

darkmax wrote:Metzla on a half shell!!!!

Yep...steam them with Elemental magic, or with a plasma cannon....mmmm-mmmm...Some beings I know like to roll the flesh in seasoned bread crumbs or maybe sautee them with some basil and melange, but the truly adventrous eat 'em straight out of the shell!

darkmax wrote:the ultimate aphrodisiac!

Yah think? Lemme see if I can't sneak some of this into Aphrodite's brunch....

darkmax wrote:Man! She'd be doing her rounds.....

At least until we get her hooked up with a Splugorth....
Meanwhile, the rest of our team of chemist-cooks is trying to cook up some appropriately powerful Prozac for Hera...

Actually some of them gravitate towards Kitchen God/Dess....those that aren't trying to turn cookie dough into gold....Well, actually some Kitchen Goddesses CAN turn cookie dough into gold...the sort that sells millions of cookies megaverse-wide...

darkmax wrote:take about Ferrera Roche....

Must be a cookie-mogul I never heard of....
I've had Famous Amis, but found them small and expensive...

In the Three Galaxies, there are various 'comfort treat' companies vying (mostly for species-specific markets) for attention.
The unimaginatively-named Cosmic Cookie has the Human Alliance market, but is facing some increasing competition from Krangus Hearth, the big Wulfen-owned bakeries that are branching out into other species' baked goods(though some humans derisively call Krangus's products 'milk bones' and 'scooby snacks'). Both the Kreeghor and Golgans have big massive government-subsidized food corporations(with the government elites having stock in them), though the TGE tends to churn out food that's little better than combat rations(hardly surprising, since they also handle big ration contracts), and the Golgan corporations are rife with local corruption and short-cuts in production meant to profit the Golgan owners.
The undisputed masters of baking(at least from a human point of view) are the Elvish bakers of the UWW...even with mass-production, quality is high...and 'elven magic' isn't just a catchy sales-pitch, it's taken as a TRUTH....Even the Dwarves have to admitt that the Elves can bake up a storm(although the Dwarves also complain that most Elven goods are frilly, frothy, lightweight, and overly-sweet confections that don't sit in one's stomach like a good Dwarven Mineshaft cookie or hearty bran muffin...Dwarven breads are oft said to have more fiber than a ball of raw twine...).

You don't wanna know what goes into Splugorth baking...just lemme tell you...those ain't raisins....

Ah! Light dawns! That I'm familiar with...I just never saw it written out before....

Oh well, at least my misunderstanding yeilded a few more 3G businesses...

So you're the one who is causing chocolate prices to escalate!

WE had our suspicions...Your posting schedule and rate of posts indicated some sort of chemical stimulation...the consistant comprehensiveness of posts meant that hallucinogens were out, a general lack of depression and maudelin ranting ruled out alcohol, which left caffiene or chocolate...and a lack of missed keystrokes meant that you weren't on a coffee-bender....so..Chocolate it was...

That and the pile of crumbled gold foil wrappers visible from here in the Northern Hemisphere....