Scout

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@potatochipgolem I love that you used Miley Cyrus to convey a jab at maturity XD haha, that's a new level of irony.

@Dynamo Frokane I'd say it ought to be a two-fer. I'm an extremely open person (not to be an ass), but SJWs suck. They're another extremist group of people with a stupid agenda who wear horse blinders by choice and anybody who isn't part of their exact philosophy is a bigot. I could go on and on, but they never listen anyway...

White knighting XD I used to do that. Until I realized how patronizing that is to women. If she's worth defending (figuratively), then she's smart enough to do it herself and ask if she needs help. What's funny is those guys would never physically back themselves up. If they told somebody off and that person didn't leave, the White Knight complex would be smeared across the floor XD not to say being a nice guy is wrong, at all! But you have to know when you're being a good guy and recognize you're doing it for YOU not for HER.

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

Well of course ^_^ our opinions are our own, I'd never say you're wrong, especially because the difference I believe is subjective... Maybe the internet knows if there's an official difference.

Digital or Real?

Apologies for the shorty ^^"

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

Oh the horror!?

@Pripovednik

What'd you call CarCar?! D8<

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

I've been way too active on this thread lately... Hmph...

I don't think you did anything that was... wrong, per se, @MrSmileySmile. But on the other hand, I think it could have been better. If you were the GM, then I would say confront him over PM and if he has an issue, then your word is law. That's part of being a GM, you sometimes have to make decisions that are unpopular with one person or something like that... I don't know, I'm not opening up that trainwreck of a debate that got this thread shut down once and almost again the second time. However, if you weren't the GM, I would have suggested taking it to the GM and having them sort it out. Or maybe tell the person who acted out like that politely that you had an issue with it. It's hard to say, you know... ^^" I've had those issues before, but it's case-by-case.

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

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I like dinosaurs too.

See we both just made a statement about something we liked without self-deprecating that's my point.

@Dynamo Frokane

Haha, that's true!

In fairness, the self deprication comes from a rather widespread close mindedness of what one of any given demographic can or cannot like

Digital or Real?

Spectre had been working to keep his shelves straight and looked over his inventory. Some fantasy cloaks here, demolitions armour there... He hadn't created any of it, but it sold just the same. Marked down quite a bit, considering he didn't need any materials to gather these things. Some had nice enchantments, others were low-level equipments without any kind of augmentation. He donned a long white trenchcoat with gold trimmings and a high collar. At his side was the handle to his sabre which glowed a menacing black when active. His boots were black and were actually from the Fantasy realm; they were enchanted with a short-range teleport which recharged each day. He couldn't use it through walls, but it was great for evasion, distraction, and escape. The Cloak was a Mechanic item, with a technological armor buff built into the thread. It repelled attacks and absorbed damage that way, rather than being the hard armors from the Fantasy Realm.

Some of the displays showed off the more expensive goods he'd acquired, like a stand holding a katana-like weapon and a mannequin bust adorned with some finely enchanted jewelry. The building was in a more Mechanic-centric district, so it was automated for sales and prices were set specifically. It could run without a teller, but the equipment inside was more expensive. Spectre placed the small trinket he was examining back on the shelf as the door opened. He waited for them to identify themselves before coming out. He'd had somebody come in once and notice an item he'd stolen from them. It only happened once, but it was a real unnerving affair.

"Hi," He said, stepping into view, "Fracture... Neat name. Good get," He observed, pocketing his hands and rolling his shoulders slightly, "Nice to meet you."

He pulled out his menus and looked at the forums' list of rules. "On the plus side, level doesn't matter... Not that it's a huge factor anyway, it's not like anybody's even hit the cap yet, but still... It can really exclude some of the mid-levels like us. I looked into your profile a bit earlier, just doing my own research. Don't see a lot of Warlock-Clerics around. Considering most people who go Warlock like to really specialize their damage - you've got a lot of juggling to do in a large-class raid, considering you watch everything that needs to be hit, but then keep an eye on the health of the others' too. Impressive multi-tasking..." He put a hand on his chin, "Found it kinda strange too... Interesting the way the pairing system works. They put Mythics with Mechanics, which is a cool hook for the quest, but beyond that from everybody I've talked to, the pairs complement well. I'm heavy damage per second and being a Rogue gives me a high crit-bonus for sneak attacks. I draw heavy aggro after the fight starts too, but Sabre Soldiers don't absorb damage, we just dodge... a lot. But you're a healer and a damage-dealer... Kind of a good complement. I know a guy who was a Gunslinging Ghost Healer who got paired up with a Gladiator Flyer. Both of them were about mid-forties too, so they could have their third classes in the next few weeks. Just interesting to me to see how those things work..."

With a small laugh, "Sorry, kind of get lost rambling sometimes. Anyway, my place is upstairs, if you wanna check it out. Nothing too big, but I put a lot of my credits into the details, since it doesn't see a lot of guests anyway," He observed. "Unless you'd rather hang out somewhere else?"

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

"Confound it," Asta muttered as the scene was diffused by the guards rather quickly. Her hand fell still before it could even move to make a cast and she pushed her way back through the crowd to find somewhere else to be. Magi weren't trusted, so she chose not to outwardly utilize her power, choosing to hide in throngs of people when she used making an average event into a more exciting one. Still, she had to find some way to stop the church's power-grab over Magi. Her people would, one tribe at a time, abandon this entire plane of existence. They thought that by leaving it they would be safe from the effects of magic gradually ebbing away... But no, as soon as this world faced such a drastic change, their home plane would almost certainly be next. Either the Church would take it too or the Ydra there would have their own issues with the disappearance of magic. It was all connected and her family and friends just wanted to bury their heads in the sand. Disgusting.

As the crowd dispersed, going back to business as usual, she was able to make it more easily down the street. Was everybody in this town perpetually drunk, or was there a holiday she simply didn't know about? Men everywhere were tottering about and shouting at random people for no reason. It wasn't until she saw a crowd and a few guards chasing after somebody shouting about him being Machina. It was hard to tell, he looked like a normal kid, albeit with some strange equipment to just take out walking. This town was full of drunks and interesting happenstance... All day, it seemed.

She furrowed her brow as she caught sight of an older man sticking his walking cane out and caused the boy to fall straight into somebody in front of him, taking both of them to the ground. She laughed at the comedy of the scene, recognizing the boy and the little girl and her pet by the food stand. They were the ones causing a commotion directly outside the bar. A living Machina, a boy with no sense of direction, and a homeless girl toting a moorcat... Three pretty big misfits all in a pile with the guards converging on them.

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

I like dinosaurs... :(

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

I think... The only response to that... is this:



On a side note, you're right. To call oneself an author is an incredibly pompous thing until you've made an official career out of it. Unless you write full-time and you're actually making money on it... You're a "writer." I'm one of those that identifies simply as a "roleplayer" - I don't like to write solo and i have no desire to become a published author.

My own rant to expand on that... Being published also doesn't make you an author. >_> Anybody can go through what I call a "Vanity Publisher" - meaning if you just give them money, they will sell your book on the condition that it's been edited and was written by a literate person. Romance, mystery, general, sci-fi... they all have it. I worked in a library, trust me when I say that you're right - being somebody who wants to be a writer is great, but that doesn't mean you're actually the best around or even actually talented. Which might be mean, but I don't have a specific person in mind when I say that. It's kinda sad, really, when people are counting their chickens before they hatch...