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Велга   | Полезные ссылки |
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http://modya.ru/maps/ Карты городов
Таблица опыта:
1ур. ->110-160-215-280-350
2ур. ->410-530-670-830-950-1100
3ур. ->1300-1450-1650-1850-2050-2200
4ур. ->2500-2900-3350-3800-4200-4600
5ур. ->5000-6000-7000-8000-9000-10000-11000-12000-12500
6ур. ->12500-14000-15500-17000-19000-21000-23000-27000-30000
7ур. ->30000-60000-75000-150000-175000-200000-225000-250000-260000-280000-300000
8ур. ->1500000-1750000-2000000-2175000-2300000-2400000-2500000-2600000-2800000-3000000
9ур. ->6000000-6500000-7500000-8500000-9000000-925000-9500000-9750000-9900000-10000000
Качество вещей:
(VP) Very Poor Очень плохой (хлам)
(P) Poor Плохой (поздемелья)
(F) Fine Хороший (гос. маг.)
(VF) Very Fine Очень хороший (рыцарские маг., с босов в подземелье)
(EF) Extra Fine Великолепный (квестовые предметы)
(R) Rare Редкий (березка)
(VR) Very Rare Очень редкий (березка)
(ER) Extra Rare Редчайший (березка)
(U) Uniq Уникальный
(L) Legendary Легендарный
http://scrolls.combats.com/~UCHETer - всё по полочкам разложено
http://scrolls.combats.com/~Изумрудная/ - О квестах
http://scrolls.combats.com/community/~adminion/249075.html Регистрация клана
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| updated 30.11.09 20:30 30.11.09 20:25 |
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...Когда вернется Аладдин,
с волшебной лампой,
я попрошу чтоб Гауди
мне строил замок.
Он будет строить триста лет,
мне дом у моря.
Я встречу там Последний Свет.
Как в Лукоморье:
Бесплотный камень чудеса плодил -
Под Гауди неистовым блаженством,
И Барселону в трепет приводил,
Застыв незавершенным Совершенством...
Всё также будет кот ходить
на желтой цепи.
О, как же дом твой, Гауди,
великолепен!!
Качнется синяя звезда,
на черном небе.
И подплывет ко мне тогда
Царевна-Лебедь.
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| 30.11.09 10:13 |
R-J | (С)перто |
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All the right things in all the wrong places
Someday, we're going down
They've got all the right moves and all the wrong faces
Someday, we're going down
Paint a picture of a perfect place
They've got it better than what anyone's told you
They'll be the King of Hearts, and you'll be the Queen of Spades
And we'll fight for you like we were your soldiers
I know we've got it good
But they've got it made
And the grass is getting greener each day
I know things are looking up
But soon they'll take us down
Before everybody's knowing our name.
They've got all the right things in all the wrong places
Someday, we're going down
They've got all the right moves and all the wrong faces
Someday, we're going down
They said, everybody knows, everybody knows where we're going
Yeah, we're going down
They said, everybody knows, everybody knows where we're going
Yeah, we're going down
Do you think I'm special?
Do you think I'm nice?
Am I bright enough to shine in your spaces?
Between the noise you hear
And the sound you like
Are we just sinking in an ocean of faces?
It can be possible to make you fall,
Only when it's over our heads
The sun is shining everyday, but it's far away
All the world is dead.
They've got,
They've got all the right things in all the wrong places
Someday, we're going down
They've got all the right moves and all the wrong faces
Someday, we're going down
They said, everybody knows, everybody knows where we're going
Yeah, we're going down
They said, everybody knows, everybody knows where we're going
Yeah, we're going down
It doesn't matter what you see.
I know i could never be
Someone that looks like you.
It doesn't matter what you say
I know i could never face
someone that could sound like you.
All the right things in all the wrong places,
So yeah, we're going down
They've got all the right moves and all the wrong faces
So yeah, we're going down
All the right things in all the wrong places,
So yeah, we're going down
They've got all the right moves in all the wrong faces
So yeah, we're going down
They said, everybody knows everybody knows where we're going
Yeah we're going down
They said, everybody knows everybody knows where we're going
Yeah we're going down
Mood: творческое 
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| 29.11.09 20:24 |
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«Ушла в астрал».
Сдаю и закрываю
Отчёты и кварталы.
Обретаю
Бесценный опыт
Быть самой собой.
Учусь молчанью,
Упражняюсь в страсти.
Необходима?
Рву себя на части.
Как Феникс возрождаюсь.
Вновь.
Умею и могу,
Хочу и понимаю.
И внутренним расту,
И внешним таю, таю…
Живу.
Люблю.
И в беззащитных строчках
Бесстыже размножаю многоточья…
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| 29.11.09 20:23 |
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Крестики-нолики
Вечные битвы крестиков-ноликов:
Органы чувств против чувства высокого .
В маске «КАК ВСЕ», позабыв об истоках,
Злобно винишь во всём меланхоликов…
Вечные игры крестиков-ноликов...
Игры до крови, до оправдания.
Жизнь - это битва, зал ожидания?
Или волшебный вальс между столиков?
Вечные танцы крестиков-ноликов...
Ты побеждён, ты захвачен и связан
Скучным «хочу» и капризным «обязан».
Жизнь без любви подчиняя символике…
Бедные, бедные крестики-нолики…
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| 29.11.09 20:17 |
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Всё так...
Загадка для меня
Та, что скрывается в туманности зеркал
И смотрит пристально в зрачки как в небо,
пытаясь предсказать,
что знаю ,
кем болею,
Куда мгновенья собираю.. .
О чём она молчит?
Танцует и дрожит,
Губами водит.
Обрывки слов
Пытается сложить в узоры,
Нанизывает праздники на нити
Злым бисером.
И исчезает...
Там, в зыбком серебре
Пьет чай из васильков,
Шьет платья из озёр
И знает всё...
А мне не отобрать,
Не разгадать её печали и ответы.
В проеме зеркала -миры иные...
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| updated 29.11.09 19:29 29.11.09 11:38 |
Модификатор | Гвардейцы |
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Когда-либо бывшие.
Светлая гвардия:
Юрьевна [8] , [pers]Дим Деев[/pers](character not found), jasa [9], The_Jove, Di Abolo [6], Гуфа [], Кето [6],  MAXXX [9], Саттва [8], Яля [], Ales [].
Тёмная гвардия:
 Троянский_Конь [11], Vritra [],   Rand [12],  Медведь [12], mixter, Абу Хашиш [], Рулен Багдасыс [8].
Нейтральные мастера:
  Михаил АП [12],  Waterfall [12],  Император [12],  big teran [12], Ворлок [].
Мог кого-то упустить.
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| 29.11.09 10:08 |
Wilda | Garcia Marquez. Farewell to His Friends |
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If for a moment God would forget
that I am a rag doll and give me a
scrap of life, possibly I would not
say everything that I think, but I
would definitely think everything that
I say.
I would value things not for how
much they are worth but rather for
what they mean.
I would sleep little, dream more. I
know that for each minute that we
close our eyes we lose sixty seconds
of light.
I would walk when the others loiter; I
would awaken when the others sleep.
I would listen when the others speak,
and how I would enjoy a good
chocolate ice cream.
If God would bestow on me a scrap of
life, I would dress simply, I would
throw myself flat under the sun,
exposing not only my body but also
my soul.
My God, if I had a heart, I would
write my hatred on ice and wait for
the sun to come out. With a dream of
Van Gogh I would paint on the stars
a poem by Benedetti, and a song by
Serrat would be my serenade to the
moon.
With my tears I would water the
roses, to feel the pain of their thorns
and the incarnated kiss of their
petals...My God, if I only had a scrap
of life...
I wouldn't let a single day go by
without saying to people I love, that
I love them.
I would convince each woman or man
that they are my favourites and I
would live in love with love.
I would prove to the men how
mistaken they are in thinking that
they no longer fall in love when they
grow old--not knowing that they grow
old when they stop falling in love. To
a child I would give wings, but I
would let him learn how to fly by
himself. To the old I would teach that
death comes not with old age but
with forgetting. I have learned so
much from you men....
I have learned that everybody wants
to live at the top of the mountain
without realizing that true happiness
lies in the way we climb the slope.
I have learned that when a newborn
first squeezes his father's finger in
his tiny fist, he has caught him
forever.
I have learned that a man only has
the right to look down on another
man when it is to help him to stand
up. I have learned so many things
from you, but in the end most of it
will be no use because when they put
me inside that suitcase,
unfortunately I will be dying.
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