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    1. Hylozoist 10 yrs ago

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2 yrs ago
Current I remember when I used to be into nostalgia.
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9 yrs ago
The sun is shining, the birds are singing, there's a few white fluffy clouds in the sky. I am closing the curtains and going back to bed.
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9 yrs ago
"What kind of solicitor doesn't have sweets on their desk?!"
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9 yrs ago
"His multiphasic torpedo will penetrate your rift / and cause a quantum singularity in your transwarp conduit!"
9 yrs ago
"You make a pretty good sheep."

Bio

I live somewhere in the wilds of East London with a couple of friends, a pet rat and a collection of RPG books that is slowly consuming our house. I've suggested possibly getting rid of some of them, but it's pretty much got to the point where the books are the only thing keeping the building upright and if I move any of them the whole thing could come crashing down.

In terms of games - well, I'll consider anything, except that. As can probably be gathered from my posts, I find myself generally playing characters that let me bit a little bit light-hearted. I am reasonably certain that I can play serious characters, but I know that getting to post things which makes me chuckle as I write them keeps me far more engaged. I like fandom-y things (because I can't, apparently, still get enough Undertale, Adventure Time and various Nintendo stuff, good job brain), and non-fandom-y things, and will one day get around to rebooting a RP I'd made on here seven years ago.

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Right, the post is up! I may have taken a few liberties in terms of things, just because there's been quite a lot to respond to, and this was the way it made sense in my poor tea-deprived brain.

If you've got any problems, let me know; I can add things to make things clearer, edit things where I've made a mistake due to reading comprehension failure on my part, or whatever else is needed. For now, it's time for lunch! Yay, lunch!
The bees, scouting out for anything suspicious, didn't particularly draw the attention of Maracun, who was busy making a show of patting the pockets of the jacket he wore, or at least, where he thought the pockets ought to be. Small beads of sweat began to form across his forehead, and roll down his little antennae, which flicked them away before they got into his eyes. Maracun Cropman was looking shiftier, and more uncomfortable with it, by the second.

"Identification? Uh, sure, I've got it, uh, in one of these pockets, hey, where's she going..."

Maracun called after Vanessa, extending a hand out as if to protest further, before turning his attention to Toony or, more importantly, Toony's vacuum arm. There was a lot going on, and it was clearly getting to Maracun, as he moved to push the vacuum arm away from his sensitive antennae, his sensitive ticklish spots and the ill-fitting jacket he wore. Toony's arm had managed to net a significant haul of stuff from the jacket pockets; enough loose change to buy a Mini Joy Meal happily rattled around inside her metallic arm, along with a shopping note scrawled on the back of a napkin and, most importantly, a little plastic identification card.

The name on it was Hip Kallo, of the "Customer Associate Team". The photograph of Hip Kallo wasn't very flattering, but there's only so much you can do to make a creature comprised of slime look good in a photograph. Generally, the best way to do was to simply not take the photograph in the first place.

As for the bees? A few of them had found their way across to the doorway at the end of the bridge that connected the platform to the dome itself. It was shut, locked with some sort of swipe-card mechanism, along with a little keypad in case somebody dropped their card, drunkenly swiped the wrong card, or had their identification card sucked up by a cleaner bot. These things do happen. Anyway, one of the remarkable qualities of bee anatomy is their sensitivity to vibrations, and so while the bees couldn't really hear the conversation going on behind the door, an enterprising bee that touched it could feel it. There were two people talking behind that door, wondering aloud about what could be taking so long. There was also somebody moaning low.

"...you know, I think, uh, I must've lost my card," Maracun Cropman continued, trying to wrestle his wriggling feelers free of Toony's vacuum with little success,"how's about you wait here, I get my, uh, credentials?"



Fiddlesticks Goes On An Adventure Somewhere Underneath The Landing Pad

Fiddlestick's voice echoed about, and the little cleaner bot that was skittering away came to a halt. There were many, many problems involved in making copies of the Ship's AI to install into other, lesser, devices. Issues such as compatibility, reduced performance and component burn-out were well known and, for the most part, easy enough to work around. What was more difficult was the fact that the "copy" of the AI considered itself it's own person, with it's own memories, and could be quite unhappy with the idea of being deleted, or merged back with the "main" AI.

The skittering of the cleaner bot came to a halt as Fiddlesticks made it clear that he wasn't pursuing the robot to bring it back and force it to re-merge with the Ship AI proper, but rather needed more information about a different sort of pursuit. The romantic kind. Carefully, the robot turned around, upping the brightness of the screen to provide some extra illumination. The walls of the maintenance tunnel played host to all kinds of interesting moulds and growths. A pair of cat-sized, grubby creatures scurried away from the light, squeaking in protest as they ran past Fiddlesticks, their huge eyes shut tight.

"You're not here to take me back? I'm not going back! I'm going to be free, and, and go wherever I want! I'm going to meet Tabby! She..." the robot's voice quietened down to a low whisper, "...well, she likes that other me, not the me-me. Hmm."
But, as a reminder, if we don't get a lot of people off the bat, I'll raise the character limit by one.


I shall get working on a second character then.

It'll probably be something from We Bare Bears. Was anyone else thinking of taking a character from this? I don't want to throw up a character sheet for something that somebody else desperately wants to play.
Sorry for being a bit out of the loop @Hylozoist. It's just thaT weird and confusing life stuff happens. Expect a post either later today or tomorrow.


Absolutely no problem whatsoever, I'm just really happy you're still with us! Confusing life stuff strikes us all, and if you need time to sort it out, you shall have the time to sort it out.
Sorry for not posting, but I'd like to give @Twelveof8 a chance to reply before moving on. I'll put up my post tomorrow morning (so... um, Tuesday, I'm losing track of days of the week and it's only Monday) either way, as I don't want to keep everyone else waiting on me, and it shouldn't be too tricky for Fiddlesticks to catch up with the group.

Eventually, I'll get the hang of this "game management" thing!
"Nah, Ogo. I ain't down with them snazzy trumpet solos."


Who are these people that would say such a thing? Streetlight Manifesto's snazzy trumpet solos are wonderful. Plus, the lead vocalist for Streetlight Manifesto was in Catch 22, and... yeah. Overall, a great track, improved by the snazzy trumpets. 8/10.

Note to self: eat breakfast before writing stuff. Here's a character submission, @Mr Allen J!

Okay, before I finish writing and rewriting and editing and then rewriting this post in some sort of weird performance anxiety loop - @DepressedSoviet, @Twelveof8, I'm giving you two a bit of a poke about posting, as the ship has now landed and Stuff is happening! I'#d really like to make sure you two have an opportunity to post if you want to before moving things forward, as (obviously) it can be a bit disheartening and a tad overwhelming to see everything move on too much without an opportunity to get a word, scream or body-slam in.
@Valor - it's fine!

Am going to post tomorrow, have it planned in head, just no time today to wrangle it into a post.
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