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A Perpetual Motion Engine of Anxiety and Self-Loathing
Bio
So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.
To be honest, I thrive and get inspiration from reading Lore and such. Even large amounts, but when I first joined I had, even now I'm still having trouble figuring it out, who had what or where to go for information. Right now, it's not an issue. However, I know others who feed off that as well and while I agree it might scare off newbies, there's way to do it without literally making it visual until they need it. At least if they know the source or person to go to, it helps some. You also don't need to make summaries into extreme details, but rather board strokes with enough detail that you have some idea of how it works.
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Who says you have to learn it right now or at all? The Lore Thread, if we make one, would be more of a dictionary of information over our creations. You can just use a table of contents to skim to the current topic and research what you need at the time you need then pm the creator over the source if you need more information on their key thing. It seems like you would need to anyway due to the communication clause in the OP. Are you telling me you never used a dictionary ever before when you were looking for information and didn't bother memorizing it? :p
The latter was just me being a smartarse. The former? Well, again, a lot of his history occurred "off dimension" on other sites and may have limited bearing to this game. Just illustrates his experiences and history more... which I detail as it becomes relevant IC anyway.
My stuff for Vigilante comes from over 3 or 4 different websites of game worth and several years of play... frankly I don't want to scare the living shit out of anyone trying to come to terms with the game, that's why I tried to keep mine fairly simple and broad strokes need-to-know in the app itself (with specific mention of his relation to magic).
So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.</div>