Hylozoist

Endertale RP

@Hylozoist I have my assistant if overlord accepts you ^^

@Rafiel_purewing

Fingers crossed!

Endertale RP

The cake situation is resolved (never underestimate the power of a well-timed Swiss Roll to defuse tense situations!), so here is a little character sheet for you, @Overlord24.

Dr Alphys

Name: Doctor Alphys
Gender: Female
Powers, if any: An encyclopedic knowledge of anime and, you know, science stuff.
Appearance: Clicky! A dorky, yellow, reptilian monster. Wears glasses. Usually wears a lab coat.
Other: Instant noodles are okay.

Endertale RP

@Overlord24 - yay! I'll make up a CS for Alpyhs and try to get it here tomorrow. I'm sort of busy this afternoon / evening (cake related emergency!), but should have time to sort it out just before bed, or first thing in the morning.

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Quina Quen

Level: 1
Day/Time: Day 1
Location: Kingdom of Erion, Raganival Forest
Mentions: One Unlucky Fairy, Velvet (@Holy Soldier)
Word Count: 307

Out of the corner of his (or her) eye, Quina caught sight of an arrow and winced in anticipation of it finding it's mark somewhere in her, or his, shoulder. When a swinging chain sent the projectile spiralling off into a nearby tree, Quina finally noticed the passenger that she (or he) was carrying on her shoulders. Quina wasn't entirely sure why the stranger was helping, or even what her name was, but fighting was much like dining. You could fight, or dine, alone, but it was so much more fun with a friend.

So Quina fought with renewed vigour and glee, laughing happily as Velvet's strange weapon knocked one of the fairies to the ground. Like a cat playing with a wounded animal, Quina smiled as the injured fairy struggled through the grass and, when the poor warrior rolled over to face the Quina with weapon ready, Quina's little smile had turned into a huge grin. For a moment, Quina looked into the terrified eyes of the fairy, and then it happened, a blur of action. The fairy fired her arrow, and Quina brought down her fork down, points first, aiming for the chest of the fairy on the ground before her.

Quina was hungry, and wanted to prove herself - or himself - to this new friend. The pain of a single arrow wasn't going to get in the way of that, and as far as Quina was concerned, it was just so much easier to get hit in order to land a blow of his, or her, own. After all, food that was busy fighting back was food that wasn't busy trying to avoid a skewering from a giant fork.

"Food," Quina licked her, or his, lips and, thanks to the ridiculous length of Quina's tongue, most of his (or her) own face in the process.

Shuffle your music player and post the first 10 songs

1) Tell Me Why You're Not Punk - Pillow Fight
2) Mourn - Apoptygma Berzerk
3) Lumpy Dough - Fight Like Apes
4) There's No War In This Love - AJJ
5) Me & My Old Lady - The Offspring
6) 80085 - MC Frontalot
7) 4 - Aphex Twin
8) Shed Some Skin - Slow Gherkin
9) Beloved - VNV Nation
10) Rossiya - Laibach

Endertale RP

Is there space for any more players?

Interplanetary Space Friends - A Game About Space Adventures, Friendship and Fast Food

I've got two things to bring up, one good, the other... well, good still too, I guess!

Firstly, I've got a post up, and I shall be trying to aim for a bit of a quicker turn around on my part for posts. Obviously Real Life and Baking is going to get in the way of this sometimes, and it turns out that I also need to get sleep, but I realise it's slightly easier on my end to reply to a couple of characters worth of actions at a time, rather than all of them. Hopefully we can still find that perfect balance of posting rates, because I'm keenly aware that people will get left behind if I'm not careful, and that'd be a Bad Thing.

Second thing - players! We're basically down to Vanessa, Toony, the Bees, Fiddlesticks and Elarin. I've been chatting with the person who wanted to play Bunz, and real life and writers block has struck them pretty hard, so sadly they won't be joining us. I think Vonny's player has fallen off the face of the Earth as well. So I've two questions to put to the group on this:

1. Would you be happy with another player joining the group?
Six players is likely to be the limit of what I can easily handle, but going up to six will give us a bit of buffer room when Real Life inevitably strikes and some folks can't post for a while.

2. If we're to get a new player, how should we get them?
I'm happy enough switching the status of the game to "Apply" rather than "Full" and seeing what we get, but this game is as much yours as it is mine, and while I was happy assembling a crack team of merry happy-go-lucky roleplayers to get this started, I'd want to make sure that anyone who comes in to the game now is somebody who everyone's going to be happy playing alongside. I'll put the GM Hat Of Supreme Authority on if needs be to find somebody new, but I'd rather start recruitment from a "does anyone have any friends that would like this sort of game?" standpoint to ensure at least some level of player compatibility.

Sorry about the wall of text - it's quarter to eleven in the morning, I've been awake since for about six hours and I've still not had a cup of tea, so I hope it's at least vaguely readable. If you've any thoughts or comments or answers, let me know, either here or via PM!

Interplanetary Space Friends - A Game About Space Adventures, Friendship and Fast Food

Good Cop, Bad Cop - On The Landing Pad

Maracun Cropman's arms shot up into the air as best they could; the cut of the jacket really didn't suit such a sudden motion, and the Prax Slitharii were a species blessed with so many elbows that the Galactic Union of Contortionists barred Twitchers from membership because it'd put most of them out of business. Maracun tried his hardest to remain perfectly still in the face of a rifle, even as his twitching antennae sought to betray whatever air of cool confidence he could still cling to.

Then came the hug, and Maracun stammered out something that sounded more like a string of meaningless syllables than anything truly intelligible, but the general gist of it - going by tone, at least - was that he was much happier being hugged rather than being shot. The rifle was still there, of course, and all four of his eyes were staring quite intently at Vanessa's trigger finger for any sign that she was feeling twitchy.

"This. Way. It, uh, m-mind if you ask your, uh, friend, if they'd put down the piece," Maracun cajoled his tongue and his brain to work together for just enough time to translate a coherent thought into a mostly coherent sentence, "um, I've got to, uh, I'll have to give the knock, let... let them open it from the other side, you know?"

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Fiddlesticks Goes On An Adventure - Under The Landing Pad

Grimy water dripped from the ceiling of the maintenance tunnel. Here and there were some light fixtures, set behind layers of protective red plastic and metal grating, primed to illuminate the whole scene in a comforting red glow, but they sat dormant for now. Pale, almost translucent insects danced about in the dim light of the cleaner bot's screen. Some of them wore little hats made of discarded paper and plastics that had washed up here. The need to party in Ofromia ran all the way down the food chain, it seemed. They paid no mind to the confused duo.

The robot took a few tentative steps towards Fiddlesticks. The face on the screen flickered between two different states; confusion and concern. There was still a chance, considered this rogue copy of the Ship AI, that this was a trick - after all, that's exactly what it would do in this situation.

"Lost? I'll just connect us to the ship, I'll get it to ask for th-"

The face on the screen disappeared, replaced by a dull console with lines of green text running down it.

>failed to connect to QoF_Network1Fore
>failed to connect to QoF_Network2Aft
>failed to connect to QoF_COFFEEMATE2000
>failed to connect to QoF_FileshareANIME
>failed to connect to QoF_DocFroNet
>failed to connect to HR_CustomerNet
>checking for available networks
>connecting to OFR_Undernet
>login: guest
>password: ***********
>failed to connect! check password
>password: *****
>failed to connect! check password
>password: *********
>failed to connect

The face came back to the screen, looking quite pleased with itself.

"Great news! I am lost too! No turning back now, I'm free! We are going on a date!"

From somewhere further down the tunnel, further into the darkness, came an ominous rumbling.

Interplanetary Space Friends - A Game About Space Adventures, Friendship and Fast Food

I'm still a bit apprehensive with ghost peppers, but hobinjeros and anything below I can just munch on.

@Archmage MC

I mean, technically, I could munch on those, I'd just be weeping throughout the whole ordeal, I'd need to drink my own weight in milk afterwards and I'd probably be begging for somebody to kill me in between bites.

Suffice to say, I like my curries mild. There's this curry house near me that does a really nice mild curry with mangoes.

...and now I'm hungry again.

Interplanetary Space Friends - A Game About Space Adventures, Friendship and Fast Food

but man just a small pans worth absorbsed nearly a whole bottle of Tabasco...

@Archmage MC

Yikes. Considering that the few times I've cooked anything even vaguely spicy, the amount of chilli sauce involved has been measured in teaspoons, just thinking about a dish that contains so much hot sauce makes my eyes start to water.