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    1. Finris 5 yrs ago

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5 yrs ago
Current I'll be somewhat absent the following week thanks to renovation.
5 yrs ago
Being a GM in tabletop can apparently mean driving your players insane - I was surprised how "well" everyone repsonded to being surrounded by crazies and care takers. Hope they get out in the end...
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5 yrs ago
My love-hate always kicks in when learning words without an equivalent in other languages, and complex meaning. It is amazing the word exists, but hard to grasp its usage.
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5 yrs ago
The strangest thing about learning new languages is still that they have words your language can only desribe and vice versa: Torschlusspanik, dépaysement, l'appel du vide, madrugar.
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5 yrs ago
I am out on a tournament for the next two days - so less answers, but hopefully a fun weekend!
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Bio

I have some experience (well rather some years of experience) in roleplaying, but I am rather new here.

This will most likely not turn out to be the most helpful Bio, especially as I am currently blissfully unaware and somewhat apathetic to everything concerning cosmetical possibilities. It is partly due to the fact that there is no fascinating, wonderfully rounded and polished characters - I just fought I would share some insights about the things I like.

For the roleplaying part I came here looking for something rather relaxed in a classical fantasy environment. More or less along the lines of a typical tabletop adventure or classical side quest (or row of side quests) in gaming. I am also fairly interested in longer, more elaborate plots but currently not in the position to think one up and keep it running.

Apart from that there is a broad variety of settings I am interested in. It ranges from historically themed ideas over to our current time and world up to futuristic scenarios, including post-apocalypting settings in this range. Any of those might be high or low fantasy. In short it is not one specific slice of things that is fascinating me, it is the possibility to dive into another world. That is the reason why there is also a small set of fandoms I like.

I prefer creating my own characters for a roleplay. This means that I can easily create characters requiring a set of skills, sometimes even character traits, but I often have a hard time to fill a pre-shaped role already described with character traits and (parts of a) backstory. For me this creation process is an important step when immersing into a new world.

Before finally concluding I should mention that the better part of my characters has at least dark spots in their history or behaviour. Many of the topics touched are mature, so if you feel unconfortable (or just aren't mature) please inform me beforehand. I usually also try to outline the problematic traits beforehand.

To round things up: If you found something interesting here, or have an idea that you want to share, just send me a message. It would surely make me happy!

Avatar is from Rogier Hoekstra on Pixabay - very nice side for free images.

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Alright, I tried making up my mind and laying out knowledge but I guess I get one problem or another with creating a pair that will interact.

I would love to get someone who is, from either sides but most likely the hackers, aiming at embedded devices. May it be cameras, lock systems or more dangerous things as personal medical devices, cars and such. Mostly centered around those things because they just ignore or can't handle the strain from implementing the required protocols. (Small computational power and memory space, that direction). As those things are physical I guess a good bit of social engineering is also needed. What I imagine it isn't even so much about getting money from it or anything, the aim is rather to get people to understand how insecure their life is n this part.

The counterpart is given me a little bit of an headache. I suggest that it would most likely be someone teaching people about social engineering and such - partially because it is an effective protection which does not require a ton of research, partially because it goes quite well in the pairing.

Another question would be how this should unfold, right now I can probably imagine some interaction between the two but I am still a little bit at loss concerning plot, who I would interact with or ... well anything.
Very interested! I am going to look in the OOC in a few moments
That's awesome!

I would love to do it! I just need to work a while on the idea. And maybe the possibilities...
This sounds interesting, I would be up to see more of it.

How do you get a gryphon? And what does it mean that they do not tolerate violence? Peaceful, pacifist or rather very hard backslash o everybody who would try it?
The fuel compartiment sounded like something she could fix. Even though she needed to admit that, looking down at herself, she should grab a better suit. Fuel wa not so nice to get onto... mostly anything. Not all too healthy. She made a sign to her little robot helper and followed Alexis.

She was a bit... rushed? Harsh? Strange in a way that Noemi could not put her finger on right away "Noemi. I am not fueling up - you will need to check with the AI for that it is a fully automatic system thing. But let me just do the scan. If I can't help you you might as well keep your money." Noemi was usually a very helpful girl and she liked what she did AND she had ways to make more money than most people could imagine. So, why stress about being paid beforehand?

While marching behind Alexis she grabbed things from the robot and adctivated the suit components which were just automatically wrapping her up in something that was quite definitely not a typical mechanics suit. It was an exploration one and not even chea and from what it looked like it was adapted to her. But those suits offered protection against fuel - and many other nasty things.

As soon as she reached the chip Noemi paced around it for a while, before she grabbed a small service lift and helped herself up to get nearer and than into the whole compartmen where the fuel was stored. It would take her a while. Especially getting near black holes could lead to many disgusting little problems. But after about an hour she stepped back on the lift "Sooo the whole warping from the black hole or anything else had been repaired - to your luck. Unlucky thing is some internal components are also damaged and so it is not really losing fuel, rather not getting energy where it needs to be. Luckyly that can be fixed! I have to look, I think I even saw the spare parts by the junk and then it is just putting them in and reconfiguration. About..." she calculated "600 I guess, with the parts and config time."
I am sorry - the week is horrible and chaotic. I will get something to you today. I promise!
Oh no worry it always depends on the setup and right now there is not much going on.
Someone came matschig er way. She could hear it. Well to be honest it was not all to difficult to hear, although there was always something of a commission around here it was not to often that someone would come along directly into this direction

Still she did not care for it. She took another sip of her drink and rolled her shoulders. Just a minute or two again. Than she would finish up with this hip and her job for the day. She could go back to sleep. Oh sleeping...

She jerked up when somebody talked to her. Slightly irritated blue eyes with strange little sprinkles in them met the newcomer. She was armored. And armed. Both something that she did not like, but on the other hand this woman was probably stranded here. Or getting some of the junk from this planet. Noemi was really sure that it was not about her.

For a moment she thought about the words and the explanation of the info not. Strange thing. Bit useful and not too overachieving. And then she needed to think about the other mechanics around. There was an Android here, somewhere, but he was not trained on older ships. So it was really about her Well.. you can look a while for him but if that should be too boring you might come back and talk to me as I am mostly likely the mechanic you were told about. she shook her head slightly and smiled. One could never be too sure if there was somebody else here, but most likely the woman front of her just misunderstood the infbot.

A W1SP-2000 is one hell kf an of ship, even for this region. What is wrong with it? If it is something about the navigation or the AI it might be out of my league...
Noemi lifted her head. She paid the ship next to no attention. And right now she had just decided what she needed to do and one of the toolkit robots was weezing and following behind her. They were not Ais. They were usually guided by simple verbal commands and a small chip attached to the clothes or belt. Belt in her case.

The little thing stopped and she grabbed or better activated the soldering parts. And took of her hat. She grabbed something to put her hair in a ponytail, put on a protective vest that folded itself around her torso and over her head and grabbed the parts she needed.

What ensued was quite a bit of noise. She needed to change a rather mechanical but also rather difficult part. The taking out would have been easy if she would not need to put the part back in. But she needed to and therefor she needed to be careful.

The robot assisted when she started changing the complex parts. It needed to. She was able to control it with her mind. She could not grab part of the control system of ships. Acids, energy, electricity and a lot of other bad things. The robot could. It was designed to. She concentrated on navigating it. Her hands seemed as if she used the software. In reality she had long taken the step up from the software and controlled it directly. It was preciser and no one would be able to see it. Especially as no one would expect something like that.

A good 10 or 15, maybe even 20 minutes passed. Than she finished. The little robot retracted the arms and went silent. Noemi looked at the newly created connections, at the fixed connections. She smiled. That should work. It would work… just… putting the part she had to take out in again, inserting it with its new guts. But first she went to the walkways again to remove her protection.

She was thirsty and went to grab something to drink from her bag. Sat down again for a second. Tired. She was so tired...
Noemi was tired. She still hadn't been able to adapt to her new home. It was warmer around here, given the fact that the corresponding sun was quite a bit bigger than what she was used to this came as no suprise. What made her tired was that the planet was also spinning slower. This stretched nights longer, but days as well.

But as anywhere else most of life happened during the day. Plants and animals needed the light and not everything could be provided electronically. The people here had adapted. A few hours of sleep, than about four hours of night time activities, which included most services like money changing, getting your hair done, insurances, doctors, getting things from workshops, although most of them were only open during the first or last hour, shopping, cinema... It was a time for private things and family and relaxation. Noemi loved that concept. Different groups of people, namely the ones with direct customers and those who did not have them, could work at their time and nobody needed to discuss that the doctor should stay open an hour longer because how should a working person get to the doctor?
And after that people went partying. or sleeping again. Or... whatever they wanted.

The downside to this were the days, which also were split around the middle of the day for a longer break to catch up some sleep but for the love of her life Noemi could not get into this. Split sleep times were not for her and she either felt perpetually tired or she stumbled around with a sleep rhythm which did not match life's rhythm here.

Right now she was perpetually tired because she had gotten herself a job. A ship came down with very strange technical problems in one of its thrusters and she had promised to look into it. She did. Or she had done it. Right now she set in fron of the ship, her work clothes dirty, her hat pulled down a bit and tried to think. For sure she had used her abilities to circle the problem but she would not use them to fix it - and also couldn't. She just needed to make a list first and was therefore tapping a pen on her hand. She did not mind that around her people were coming and going. She set on the side of the way, on a crate, and would not hinder anyone to go to his ship to leave the haven or to make the way in the other direction to get whatever had brought them here.

And she wasn’t particularly worried either. Sure she was on the run, but she was far out. Really far out. On a strange planet circling a strange sun. And had done her very, very best to remove any tracks. Given that she had been here for a while now she considered herself successful in that.
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