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| + | The winning story was by Chad Sexington: | ||
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| + | '''A llama saved my life.''' | ||
| + | ''A story of bravery, romance, betrayal, heartbreak, and survival.'' | ||
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| + | "It was a dark and stormy night. *waves hands around mysteriously* The wind was howling and the thunder was cracking. Something was in the air and I should have seen it coming. Why, OH WHY didn’t I see it coming. So there I was having dinner with my wife, Mrs. Sexington. The table was set and the food smelled delicious. Something outside was scratching the window. –But wait! Doesn’t she know that I can’t eat dinner without throwing up if I didn’t have my lucky longsword with me? I ask her to get it from the bedroom for me and she gladly agrees. (She’s so good to me. I don’t deserve her.) I’m alone now and the scratching is getting louder. She returns and we’re ready to eat. –But wait! How am I supposed to eat without my favorite kilt? She gladly goes to the bedroom a second time and again, the scratches keep getting louder. She returns with a bag in her hand and a look of confusion on her face. Again, the scratches get even louder. What could it be? Was it a monster? Werewolf? Pk’s with fabulous neon clothes? The look of confusion now turns into disgust. From confusion to disgust and now anger, she finally speaks, “Is this… WOMAN’S UNDERPANTS!?!?” I jump out of my seat and fling open the front door. I hop onto the noisy llama and ride off into the night. And THAT was the day a llama saved my life." | ||
Revision as of 00:59, 4 November 2019
Atlantic Llama Festival 2010 Commemorative Statue - Storytelling Second Place Runner Up
| Rare Item | |
| Type | EM Item |
| Date | 2010 |
| Season | 8 |
| Shard | Atlantic |
| Quantity | 1 |
| Currently Spawning | unknown |
| Japanese localized name | unknown |
| Extended Information | |
| Graphic | 8438 |
| Hue | 1050 |
| Height | 0 |
| Dyable | unknown |
| Edible | unknown |
| Stackable | No |
| Turnable | unknown |
| Wearable | No |
| Wieldable | No |
| Works as a container | No |
| Works as a runebook | No |
| Works as a spellbook | No |
| Effects | |
| Animated | No |
| Double-click Effect | unknown |
| Ethereal | No |
| Sound | unknown |
| Translucent | No |
| Walk-over Effect | unknown |
| Special Item Flags | |
| Newbiefied | No |
| Legal to Own | Yes |
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1 stone | |
Shoots fireworks when double clicked.
The winning story was by Chad Sexington:
A llama saved my life. A story of bravery, romance, betrayal, heartbreak, and survival.
"It was a dark and stormy night. *waves hands around mysteriously* The wind was howling and the thunder was cracking. Something was in the air and I should have seen it coming. Why, OH WHY didn’t I see it coming. So there I was having dinner with my wife, Mrs. Sexington. The table was set and the food smelled delicious. Something outside was scratching the window. –But wait! Doesn’t she know that I can’t eat dinner without throwing up if I didn’t have my lucky longsword with me? I ask her to get it from the bedroom for me and she gladly agrees. (She’s so good to me. I don’t deserve her.) I’m alone now and the scratching is getting louder. She returns and we’re ready to eat. –But wait! How am I supposed to eat without my favorite kilt? She gladly goes to the bedroom a second time and again, the scratches keep getting louder. She returns with a bag in her hand and a look of confusion on her face. Again, the scratches get even louder. What could it be? Was it a monster? Werewolf? Pk’s with fabulous neon clothes? The look of confusion now turns into disgust. From confusion to disgust and now anger, she finally speaks, “Is this… WOMAN’S UNDERPANTS!?!?” I jump out of my seat and fling open the front door. I hop onto the noisy llama and ride off into the night. And THAT was the day a llama saved my life."
