NuttsnBolts

NuttsnBolts 1x1 Interest Check // Mature ~ 18+ Players Only

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Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

The whole waiting for a PM that never really comes. It's happened several times now but someone PMs me about about a role play idea, I respond, and they never get back to me about it.

I do not understand. If I was really interested in an idea I'd be all over it, asking questions, probing ideas, all that good stuff. But at least tell me if you found another suitable partner, you won't be online, or even if it's just not your thing when you've thought about it. I will understand if I get any response, but no response is something I cannot understand.

Back to square one. The 3 month search for a 1x1 partner will continue...

Southern Gothic

There's not much to go on, but what would you be expecting from the players? Did you want them to be humans or monsters, or a mix? Did you want murder, a mystery or action? What sort of writing level too? That will determine the level of the plot that you will design.

NCQ — Season I: Favors for Favors

Thought it's a good time to get this post up. :)

Will work on a Tahlia post, but if anyone wants to collab let us know. I'm on holidays for 2 weeks so I have a bit of time to sit and do a joint entry.

Edit: Some text colours seem to be off. Will fix in the morning.

NCQ — Season I: Favors for Favors

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M A D I S O N C O L E & P E R C Y J. M O O R E

Medical Facility - New Anchorage (Morning)

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The nurse had been in the ICU room for the past half hour giving Madison a full medical check to make ensure that she hadn’t suffered any adverse effects from being comatosed for such a long period of time. What started off as the usual health check on her body eventually turned into what felt like a full mechanical tune-up when the datatool was connected to her arm. Once connected, the nurse began to go through all the various system settings, as each finger began to operate and twitch on it’s own giving a very subtle electrical jolt to Madison herself.

While checking on the arm’s performance the nurse spoke to her in a calm, collected voice as she both shifted her view from the information screen to the injured girl herself. “Just a little bit longer, Madison, and we can dismiss you for some light duty work. However I’m afraid that we can’t allow you to sync up with any NCs in your current state as your body may experience a possible prolapse back into your previous coma.”

“Not to mention, there is the fact that there is no way she is ready to synchronise with the Mad-e at her current physical, mental, and emotional state. No, no, no. Not ready. We do not just put girls in machines when they wake up, no.” The voice of Dr. Herbert Bonheur was blatant as the brown-haired doctor scurried from the doorway into the room with a few papers in his hand.

“Nurse, have the nanomachines been flushed from the system? And are the stims correlating well with Ms. Cole’s system? We cannot risk an imbalance…. given her mental history. That would be bad.”

Madison remained silent during both the bedside test and the speech that she was somehow supposed to understand. She tried to remember back to what happened, recalling that her last actions involved her NC attacking a Volkov Tank at close range… and then—

===WARNING!!!!===
> Target in close proximity
> Possible damage to [New User]’s NC: 40%
> Possible damage to Warhead Launcher Ammo supply

Madison’s eyes started to water and her teeth chattered as she visualised the explosion her NC endured. The fire and the metal soaring past her body, a searing sensation in her left eye as her right arm was pierced with rusty, oil-covered shards of metal. The medical machines that were still connected to the bedridden girl fluctuated for a brief moment when her heart rate spiked but as the nurse looked at monitors noticing the rise, she dismissed it when Madison’s vitals returned to back to a normal level.

“The nanomachines have been flushed, and the new stims have not caused issue with Ms. Cole, Dr. Bonheur.”

“Excellent. It is good that you are not incompetent. Had to throw away the last nurse I had. She forgot to apply the correct stims… very bad. Wham! Dead patient.”

“Why are so many people in here?” a soft, familiar voice asked, “Is something up?”

Doctor Bonheur turned his head, “Gah! Moore, you know it is incongruous to show up as you please! This isn’t a food dispenser, this is a medical facility.”

The redhead pilot backed out of the room - he wasn’t but a couple steps inside anyway. He kept his voice quiet as he tried to explain himself, “I thought it was alright, the doors were open. Sorry. I-I was just checking on Madison. Didn’t mean to interrupt anything.”

“Visiting hours are not— wait, wait… oh I see. Actually, Ms. Cole might be relieved for a familiar face after waking from her neural comatose…heh. Don’t just stand there, come in.”

Percy stepped back inside, walking past the doctor to Madison. He smiled at her for a moment as he saw her finally awake before speaking softly, “Hey. How’re you feeling?”

In a zombie like state Madison turned to the familiar face of Percy, giving a slight smile and trying desperately to speak in her weakened state, but all that came out was the soft whisper of, “Hey Freckles?”

Percy couldn’t keep himself from snorting in laughter, “Yes. It’s Freckles. Good to see you still have your sense of humor.” As he sat in the chair beside the bed, he watched as Madison gripped the green dinosaur on her free arm. Giving as much effort as she could, she began mouthing the names of those that she could remember.

“Ana?”

“Yeah, she’s here. Not with me at the moment, she’s in our shared room. She’s on base with me now. She’s wanted to see you, but.. I..” he cleared his throat, he wasn’t sure what got caught in it, “You know. I didn’t really want her to see you like this.”

“Joe?”

“Pale as ever. Still a brainiac... I think he’s working on some kind of sound cannon..? I didn’t ask about it.”

She smiled. The sound of sweet music was something she was looking forward to hearing again. The next name came with extra effort, giving a bit of sound to her raspy voice, “Duncan?”

Percy opened his mouth to answer, but he didn’t say anything. He fumbled with his hands for a few moments before finally going to answer. “He’s—”

“—Duncan left New Anchorage several weeks ago, was going on and on about how he ‘failed’ you. No word from him since.”

The pilot couldn’t keep himself from glaring at the doctor. “Seriously? Did you have to be so.. blunt?” He didn’t exactly sound angry, just shocked… Maybe a little angry. Just a little.

“Honesty is the best policy.” Bonheur smirked as he patted the other man on the shoulder. “Unless you prefer me lying to a patient? That’s unethical.”

“You didn’t have to be that forward about it.”

As Percy and Dr Bonheur continued their bickering, Madison glared up at the doctor “Liar! Duncan wouldn’t leave me!” she spoke in a whispering scream before looking over towards Percy for confirmation. She could see the saddened, sympathetic look in his expression. He looked like he wanted to say something, but he just couldn’t figure out what.

Dr. Bonheur sighed, also sympathetic as he shuffled his hands in his lab coat as he looked over at Madison, cringing as she screamed. “I’m sorry, Ms. Cole, but he did. If you want, I’m sure that the administrative office might be able to locate him for you, if that’s something you want to do. Don’t know what else to tell you beyond that.”

”Maybe he’ll come back,” Percy suggested, trying to keep it light-hearted. “I could go and ask if you want me to.”

Madison gave a stern shake of her head. As much as she cared about Duncan, the fact that he left her only meant she would be chasing after someone who had made the decision to remove themselves from her life. Even by the time she was to go to where he was last reported, there was no guarantee that he would still be there. For the time being she knew she had to focus on both herself and how she was going to get back to her usual, perky attitude.

Percy stood up from his chair hesitantly, then asked, “Is it alright if I come back to check on you later?” He had this guilty look on his face, like he didn’t really want to go. He probably had a good reason, though.

Madison nodded with a sad and sombre expression, watching as her acquaintance began to leave the room.

“Later today, then,” Percy mumbled, more to himself than anyone else. Judging by how he was frowning and looking even more guilty, her pouting must’ve worked. He turned around to give her a small wave, then continued his leave.

Mahz's Dev Journal

@Mahz
Something I've noticed as well with the PMd is that when they are shuffled into the folders and I get a new PM, it's not always clear where the PM is if I go to the inbox with the selection menu first, rather than notifications

Sort of like:
"Not in inbox, maybe trash? Nope. Archives? Yep. Ah that's right... Needed that PM"

Could some extra clarity be eventually built into the folder system?

What do you look for in an RP?

@beccaday02 I am looking at this on my tablet so things may be a bit different on a computer. Mobile gives a generic, non-styled look.

• Text is hard to read, both the colour and font. This can be seen especially in headers like "Welcome to no rest for the dead" and "characters and plotting"
• Top banner is honestly a waste of space. It's a visual element that offers no info or real purpose.
• While the theme is very post apocalyptic, it does feel somewhat generic with things like the biohazard symbol and burning fire.
• That side bar is still visually seen in a thread, so on my tablet it takes up half the page. (Suggestion, move user profiles above post or remove that side element)
• Don't understand what is the point of the biohazard symbols under usernames, especially with the admin's 25. If it's a rank then there are cleaner ways to organise this.
• A lot of sub forums, not a lot of content. If you can condense this up it'll make the site look busier rather than having sections like "questions and concerns" empty.
• Advert board is a terrible idea in my opinion. It's a place for spam and can take people away from your site. Sounds good for sharing sites and members, but people don't work like that. Catering for regulars is more important than the one who stops by. Ask any big business that and they'll say their regulars are who spread the word and keep returning.

This is all just personal opinion too, so take it how you will. However the site feels very 2000'ish in its design.

What do you look for in an RP?

This'll apply for any site, but being the top search for Google will help and be your greatest asset. This can be achieved by using metatags and title tags, although sometimes you may need to pay to improve your search rank.

Once you get visitors you have about 10 seconds to get them hooked on your site and want to join. No I'm not making that up, you have to understand that viewers want the relevant info as fast as possible. This can come down to visuals, layout, organisation of links and pages; the easier it is for people to find what they want the faster you will have them join the site.

Why is Google more popular than Yahoo, why is Facebook more popular than MySpace, what makes a brand preference to Apple or Microsoft. These are questions you have to understand and by doing so you can understand how people (consumers) will act. Copying the competition isn't always the best as well and sometimes you may need to change things up to gather more interest. That is what Mahz, the guild's site owner, has been trying to achieve. He's worked hard on creating a custom, unique experience that matches consumer's desires. It's a hard road but it has paid out well so far.

B!tchfest: a healthy release for our non-roleplay annoyances.

Dunno if this is something to be venting about or disapointed about, but lately I've been pretty sick... thing that's annoying me is not that I've been sick but that others have been sick or struck with bad luck as well in the past few weeks. Its disapointing cause in some cases I know I want to help or comfort that person who is also hitting it hard and yet I can't.

I think the one that has really shocked me as of late was a mutual racing friend of mine that was almost killed during a work place accident about a week ago now. Died 3 times in the ER and has had his leg amputated in order to save his life; he only woke from the coma yesterday morning.

I guess what I'm really venting about is how life can really suck sometimes. Why does the father of a family have to go through this sort of trauma. Why is it that another friend of mine is going to possibly end up in a wheelchair later in life because she found out a few months ago that she has a muscle degeneration disease. And why does a work colleague of mine, who is only a few years older than me, has to take time off because for the past 6 months he has been in for cancer treatment.

I dunno... I just think that bad luck strikes those who don't deserve it. :/

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

We are only 10 posts away!!!!!!! ;D

*Points to thread post count*