So basically this is Metal Gear Riden the RPG? Interested.
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STATUS: 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. 5 yrs ago
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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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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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I can agree to that compromise.
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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.
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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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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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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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Mia was speechless. How could something that cute be that vile. Children could be bad but this one was really something special. If he was a child that is. The chibi race option was after all still on the table. Either way the kid really had it coming. Could he be any more insensitive if he tried? She had half a mind to try and test that. Fortunately she knew better, for the time being anyway.
Her eyes passed down to the unconscious girl in her arms. "What hell did they pluck you from? And what did he say to get you to go off like that?" She wasn't any more, more like confused...
What was she even supposed to feel in this situation. Just this morning her main concern was if she'd have enough time to shower after loosing her fight to still catch the finals. And now she was trapped in "totally not hell" with a bunch of aliens half of whom had impossible biologies and all of whom were seemingly intent on testing if they could our couldn't die here.
As if it even mattered at this point. *sigh* "Some times it gets really hard to wear this smile."
Still things were looking up. The supposed Kai woke up and was answering questions. And for their part the gang had decided it was time to take a break from killing each other just long enough to bury the poor girl under them. And for once answers were forthcoming, such as they were. And they were grim.
As the conversation began going Mia slowly stood up and approached. It was not very far at all but she took every step calmly and with intent. And whilst the smile on her face had not faded her eyes bore a stare of determination that could make the dead stand up and listen. Hope was a fickle thing, and right now she didn't have much of it. But at the idea of doing something, anything at this point, was enough to get her energized.
"I'm sorry for that, I honestly am." The words echoed in her head as she finally decided it was time for her outdoor voice.
"Well I am not. What you're saying is that out there somewhere there is god knows how worlds all of whom have a ME in them. And someone is going around blowing those worlds up just so he can kill all those other MEs and yous and yous." She said, turning her heads to the others.
"Now I don't know about you all but as far as I am concerned killing ME is not a very nice thing to do. And I am just about ready for some payback." As she spoke this her eyes turned taking a deliberate stare into each and every one of their eyes.
"Now can someone please do something about our pink friend here? She burned out on kayoken and unless we find a way to recharge her she'll spend the next couple days sleeping. And, as unladylike it is from me to say this she's not as light as she looks."
Her eyes passed down to the unconscious girl in her arms. "What hell did they pluck you from? And what did he say to get you to go off like that?" She wasn't any more, more like confused...
What was she even supposed to feel in this situation. Just this morning her main concern was if she'd have enough time to shower after loosing her fight to still catch the finals. And now she was trapped in "totally not hell" with a bunch of aliens half of whom had impossible biologies and all of whom were seemingly intent on testing if they could our couldn't die here.
As if it even mattered at this point. *sigh* "Some times it gets really hard to wear this smile."
Still things were looking up. The supposed Kai woke up and was answering questions. And for their part the gang had decided it was time to take a break from killing each other just long enough to bury the poor girl under them. And for once answers were forthcoming, such as they were. And they were grim.
As the conversation began going Mia slowly stood up and approached. It was not very far at all but she took every step calmly and with intent. And whilst the smile on her face had not faded her eyes bore a stare of determination that could make the dead stand up and listen. Hope was a fickle thing, and right now she didn't have much of it. But at the idea of doing something, anything at this point, was enough to get her energized.
"I'm sorry for that, I honestly am." The words echoed in her head as she finally decided it was time for her outdoor voice.
"Well I am not. What you're saying is that out there somewhere there is god knows how worlds all of whom have a ME in them. And someone is going around blowing those worlds up just so he can kill all those other MEs and yous and yous." She said, turning her heads to the others.
"Now I don't know about you all but as far as I am concerned killing ME is not a very nice thing to do. And I am just about ready for some payback." As she spoke this her eyes turned taking a deliberate stare into each and every one of their eyes.
"Now can someone please do something about our pink friend here? She burned out on kayoken and unless we find a way to recharge her she'll spend the next couple days sleeping. And, as unladylike it is from me to say this she's not as light as she looks."
And I do believe it's my time again. Initiating labor.
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Done. Insert your hyped up let's go music of choice into this post. Also, if the healing process requires energy and you don't have any after fixing the Kai you can count on her to volunteer some of hers.
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Done. Insert your hyped up let's go music of choice into this post. Also, if the healing process requires energy and you don't have any after fixing the Kai you can count on her to volunteer some of hers.
Either way there is no need to turn this into a debate. It's not like either of us is right or wrong. We just have very different tastes.
I guess skill wasn't the right word. Blame english not being my first language. What I was trying to explain is that because such games do not require direct immediate input from me as the player during the act of playing as opposed to basically spreadsheet work outside of the actual gameplay of combat they do not pose an enjoyable challenge to me. It's just bookkeeping basically. The closest thing I could compare them to is say football manager vs an actual sports game where you control the players.
To me games like that could literally be made better by simply streamlining them by cutting out all the graphics and just giving me the outcome of each fight in a text popup. "You lose 3 HP and gain 13XP. Next fight." Because ultimately I don't feel like I am participating outside of the spreadsheet character building part. So all that standing around doing nothing watching my character do his thing is just wasting my time.
To me games like that could literally be made better by simply streamlining them by cutting out all the graphics and just giving me the outcome of each fight in a text popup. "You lose 3 HP and gain 13XP. Next fight." Because ultimately I don't feel like I am participating outside of the spreadsheet character building part. So all that standing around doing nothing watching my character do his thing is just wasting my time.
Just want to give you all heads up I'm in a much better State of mind so expect posts to reflect that
That is good to hear. You had us concerned.
Getting more powerful through raw stats, or compensating your lack of stats by gitting gud, is part of the appeal. If you want games that are focused entirely on your mechanical prowess, well, you're obviously in the wrong genre.
Yes, that's what I said. I don't generally enjoy games from that genre or any genre that don't require skill and instead focus on stats for progression. That's why I also couldn't ever get into D&D and am a great fan of dark souls. I am not sure why you felt the need to elaborate on what I said with a huge post. Or to call me mad. It's not like I said it was wrong to like these things. Just stated that I don't.
Again, I feel the same way about D&D and most other stat systems. Millions of people enjoy those but to me they just suck the life and fun right out of roleplaying by reducing it from a creative writing thing to a mechanical dice game. Nothing wrong with those that do enjoy it. But I don't.
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