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    1. PPQ Purple 6 yrs ago

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5 yrs ago
Current Nihilism is freedom. To be without purpose is to be free of the oppression of destiny. To be without cause is to be free to make your own. Woe to he who has an outside reason to be. For he is a slave.
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5 yrs ago
Let's not go too far off the deep end. They do have to fit inside the box. And in spite of just how big this thing is, and it's big, it can actually be kind of cramped in here.
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5 yrs ago
I can agree to that compromise.
5 yrs ago
But life is empty. Always has been and always will be. It's just a way to pass the time until you die and vanish forever into blissful oblivion. So like don't leave for tomorrow what you can do today.
5 yrs ago
Of course not. But you can't consistently get it out of human writers either. That's why you read all the millions of manuscripts sent to you by would be Tolstoys and Tolkiens and pick the good stuff.

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Long ago in the distant past there was only color. Color to be loved, to be hated, color to please thoughts and corrupt minds. Color to color but newer shape. And than one day everything changed. We do not speak of this event nor of the times thereafter. For they were dark times when color took shape and shape rejected color. To this day the two remain separate, ever touching but newer becoming one. With one exception.

What you see before you is the purple cube of the cosmos. The merger of shape and color and ultimate avatar of the color purple in its physical form. Its N-dimensional form exists beyond your comprehension leaving but a shadow in the form of a cube for you to perceive. A cube with right angles and yet no sharp edges.

It's guardian, a being of it and yet distinct from it and one with it all at the same time dwells within. Or perhaps they dwell together, or just dwell. The later is most certainly true these days a the cube orbits earth having after an eternity in space discovered the internet and its endless supply of cat videos. Now the two orbit hungrily in search of satellites to consume so as to feed its insatiable hunger for cute.

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Special notice:
I will not be joining or starting any new games on this forum. I am only sticking around for the one I am already in.
If I have a moment of weakness and apply or show interest for a game please reject me and remind me of this pledge.

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I don’t have the patience for IT/Computer Science, but most of my rp’s are influenced by certain books and things or are full fandom so I don’t think spreadsheets detailing things would be a good idea unless it’s my own personal Oc’s then I already have extensive profiles for them

Point is, I think that discussing something right down to the finest of details, should be quite fun if I had someone else to chat with about it. So I don't see a problem. If anything you just haven't run into the right person, is all.

Like in my example I used to love nation RP's for their worldbuilding aspect. But people tend to turn it into a game of civilization instead. Give me one of those, a free hand and some time and I could spend literally days making up and talking about the worldbuilding of a setting I am making up right down to silly little things about their stance about cookery, made up myths and legends or why that particular village is called "twin mounds on the lady". But I newer ran into anyone who would be interested in striking up such a conversation with me. Everyone just wants to know what happens next. And so the actual games just newer ever give you the chance to express all those ideas and concepts. So I can perfectly relate to you. If anything I wish I had someone like you in one of my old games. The OOC chat would have been something to behold.
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Yes, exactly that

And that is a ... bad thing? Like there are entire youtube channels that make a living doing that. Plus, depending on the topic that sort of thing can actually be quite fun. Than again, you are talking to the guy who in order to design a hand drawing of a starship for a space opera RP ended up with several speadsheets worth of crew complement calculations and other stuff to culminate in a series of 3D models used as reference to see how much internal volume needs to be dedicated to crew transportation tunnels in order to figure out how much room I'd need to use for the air ducts and if they could fit in the rounded corners of each tunnel and how to make them crawl proof...

Oh, and than there is my current project which is making a 3D model of a made up tank that is supposed to be "plausible" down to the positions of the screws.

I guess what I am saying is that this sort of thing can actually be quite fun just as long as you learn to compartmentalize it.

Have you considered a carrier in software development by the way? :)
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Maybe it’s my personality, like I said, hyperfixation

You mean like you get stuck on one topic and that topic alone and just talk about it for ever and analyze it until you break it down to atoms and than you break those into smaller particles until you get conversational fission? Or am I getting this wrong?
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Oh trust me...I have rp’s that are dead because of my OOC Chatter

I have a hard time believing such a thing is possible. I mean, what could you possibly have done?
I’ll start PM threads but...unless I can feel like that person will be welcoming to my chatter, hyper fixated or not, I won’t say anything about anything ooc

How bad can it be? I mean, you are a fan of the Mac so there has to be something good about you.
Hey,Howdy,Salutations,Greetings,I'm just here to be here as a decent writer and just because I'm insanely bored so uh yeah.


In the name of the color Purple, the category of Polyhedrons and the relatively new people in this forum I hereby declare your obligation fulfilled. May your boredom subside into our recesses like light does as it touches my many faces.
So they weren't all dead and this wasn't hell. It was just a burned out place that smelled of fire and brimstone found outside of normal space and time and ruled over by a godlike entity that they had been transported to after experiences they couldn't have survived. *sigh* "What's in a definition?" she thought to her self as her eyes wondered back to the unconscious alien still in her arms.

She was definitively a girl. And kind of cute one too. For an alien that is. What with her vibrant pink color and flowing tentacle hair and her flesh which, now that it wasn't trying to eject her into space felt comfortably soft. How many more of those were there. She had to wonder... No, now was not the time for such thoughts. Maybe later. For more of these strange new creatures had arrived.

Mia wasn't really used to dealing with outsiders. Back on her homeworld they knew others existed but actually seeing one in the flesh was something that rarely ever happened. Aliens were not welcome on her world, so they rarely ever came. And when they did they usually remained far away from the general public. You may see them in the news or the odd internet article but definitively not in your local mall.

She closed her eyes and focused on sensing ki, her horns giving a slight tingle as she measured up the group. In no particular order they had her, a hot young warrior from a now dead race. Looking surprisingly good all things considered, if she dared say so her self.

Than there was Velona, the girl with her eyes bound. Mia wasn't sure what was up with that. Or her hair, or skin... Monochrome white seemed to be the order of the day there and she didn't know what to make of that. Still, the girl could fight. And she appeared to be no nonsense. And that was worth noting. The rest was nothing that couldn't be solved with a makeup kit and some care.

Next came the two Sayans, the one with gold shimmering hair and the new one without. They seemed normal enough except for their ki levels and their tails. Where did that come from? Were they some sort of primate that actually evolved intelligence? Mia almost laughed at the idea. Her old biology teacher would have had a conniption if she had been alive to see those two.

Than there was Ovaan. Ovaan... what to make of that one. If the Sayans were some sort of primate Mia didn't even know how to categorize this one. A tadpole perhaps? No, too big and too blue. Still, that was the closest thing she came up with. Did that mean he was going to turn into a frog at some point? That would be too bad if that did happen as he was kind of good looking in his own way. Plus he got flustered so easily at the thought of them all being dead and that was just cute.

And when it came to the rest things just got even more messed up. There was a child that people seemed to think was the devil running this place. And they called her a Kai. An actual Kai. If that was true that would certainly be something.

Than there was the other kid whose ki level as well as dress and demeanor were definitively out of place for someone his age. Than again was it even a kid at this point? Or was it just a species that looked like cute little chibi people for their whole lives? She found the thought to be incredibly amusing. Back on her homeworld there were these little figures to collect that were in that style and the thought of a whole planet like that made her giddy.

As for the others well... there was the other blue guy that just arrived. He wasn't as interesting looking as Ovaan. Although he seemed to be more normal, for how much that was worth. He also didn't seem to be as strong although she knew that could be concealed. Overall not terribly remarkable.

And than there was the walking suit of armored that began transforming just as she closed her eyes. Something about that one was just... odd. More so than the rest. A feeling that was explained quite adequately by the fact that when she opened them just a short moment later she found her self staring not at the modern rendition of a medieval knight but at a real life slime boy.

Pause there for a moment.

Her eyes glanced back at the pink girl she held. Was that the male of their species? Could be. Than again she wasn't transparent like he was. Nor as glossy. He looked to be equally soft though, at least she hoped. This really wasn't the time for thoughts like this. Than again it's not like they could land her in hell twice.

All in all, she would take time to adjust to this new diversity. And something deep down told her that in a universe of infinite possibilities things would only get weirder from here.
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Well I will just keep calling Ovaan "the Freezer guy".

As an aside I am wondering how all of these people know what a Human is even, given the fact that in DBZ humans are a complete unknown to the galaxy for the most part.

I don't. But don't worry, I intend to make a point of that and more in my next post. I am just waiting for the right time to drop it. It has to be at some point where we are all assembled and talking but before my new pink friend wakes up or the grand briefing starts. So like I guess now is the time? Am typing, even though I am at work and really shouldn't.

We are all assembled now, right?

Aand done. Do I need to @ everyone right now or is it fine?

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Long story short my girl literally has no context for any of you. Like, she is intellectually aware that aliens exist. But that's sort of the same as we think of bacteria living on Mars. She couldn't even begin to imagine how they might appear. So this post contains her thoughts, comments and evaluation of you lot from that perspective.

Hopefully everyone found their description entertaining. :)
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