TwelveOf8

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

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Thanks! But, well, I don't really see it as criticism; this is my first time running a game for people online, and I need to make sure that we're all happy with the direction this ship is going, so to speak. Talking about what works and what doesn't is an important discussion to have. I want to run a game that makes people happy! This isn't to say that I don't have my own ideas, but "helping my players have a good time" is the first priority. Hopefully, most of the time, I get it right. Sometimes, though, I'll have to ask to make sure I get it right. And, sometimes, I'll have to be told by others when I've got it wrong.

Apologies as ever for the rambling, but, basically, don't fret at all about telling me what I can change to make this work better for you. It will be hard, at times, to juggle everyone's needs, but I've put the GM Hat on to run a game that people will enjoy first and foremost, rather than to demand people play in the sandbox we've come together to make in a certain way.

@Hylozoist

I have found that when I give my opinion on something, that some people take it as criticism. Subsequently, the reaction to the supposed criticism isn't the most receptive nor the most mature. Maybe I'm just surrounded by idiots in real life. This, in turn, leads me to be a tad bit condescending towards people when it comes to both their feelings as well as their understanding of the point I'm trying to make. I don't mean to. Again, surrounded by idiots in real life. If I come off as arrogant, then rest assured that I am the polar opposite of that. One of the things I respect the most are people who are couragous enough to be both direct with what they think and how they feel.

With that out of the way, let's move on. I love the direction the story is going and I'm more than happy to do whatever the GM wishes. You seem to be smart enough to recognise synchronicity and natural flow. So I leave it up entirely to you. I find trying to rationalise and make sense of strange happenings and goings on to be extremely fun.

One last question. Are you going to cut to another area with a transition type post? If so then I'm cool with that. I could just recap what happened with my character during the transition some time in the next story arc.

If no new posts are made in a while then I could do a filler episode type post. Just like when you introduced the insect doctor and the bear guy separate from the crew. Your thoughts?

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

I agree with @Valor about the "Daily life on the ship stuff @Hylozoist. It's all well and good having the characters be thrust into situations in order to keep the pace up for the sake of the story. I like to think though, that the characters themselves can dictate the pace of the story, and not necessarily by dictated to, if ya know what I mean. That the characters themselves aren't necessarily a vehicle for the plot, but windows of many different types to view the plot.

In my posts, Fiddlesticks doesn't do very much action wise. The purpose is to allow for interaction with other characters whilst avoiding continuity errors. In my humble opinion, exploring how characters are affected in detail can very well enrich the plot further in ways unexpected. I'm sure you have some exciting stuff for us planned @Hylozoist but I'm the type of person who likes to take his time. To stop and smell the roses, so to speak. So yeah, move the plot along and stuff, but I think it should be priority number one to let the characters themselves move through the plot organically. That's my two cents worth.

P.S. This is the best role play I've been a part of, by far! I criticise because I care.

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

Once again Fiddlesticks was surprised to find where he ended up. He found himself standing atop the diner table, holding his massive wrench like a samurai sword. In the Chüdan-no-kamae position to be precise. Fiddlesticks then looked down to see the big, ugly, menacing guy passed out in the diner floor. "Oh snap, I really did it this time didn't I." Fiddlesticks said to himself. His arms and legs were shaking from the adrenaline rush from what just occurred. Fiddlesticks decided to sit back down on his diner seat in order to try to calm himself a little.

Fiddlesticks rested his chin upon his palm whilst resting the elbow of the same arm on the diner table. He withdrew into himself in order to figure out what set off his uncharacteristically violent reaction. Fiddlesticks was never usually prone to fits of violence. In fact, many people he has known have said that Fiddlesticks was downright meek. It seemed that it was only when people antagonised him in a way that brought back memories of being bullied as a small child did he ever get violent. Stealing his food and being menacing was one of those things. Fiddlesticks truly believed that he wasn't his past anymore, that he could leave it all behind and start anew, but alas, it wasn't so. Not yet anyway. Fiddlesticks still had some issues that needed to be resolved. One of which was getting back at his school bullies. He really hoped that the crew for the quest for flavour could forgive him, and not see him as a violent psycho. Only time would tell. Fiddlesticks felt that he really needed to explain himself to the rest of the crew. Later, when things calmed down, he decided.

"Good work there crew, although perhaps a warning before resorting to violence next time Fiddlesticks? Anyhow, Vonny, did you have any opinion on our next destination?” said the swarm of bees. Fiddlesticks was relieved to find that the captain wasn't mad about the incident. It was a real load off his mind.

Vanessa had organised for some doggy bags for their food. That was considerate of her, though Fiddlesticks was confident that he would be able to finish the remainder of his ribs and the sweet potato fries before they arrived. She mentioned something about leaving before law enforcement arrived. Fiddlesticks want sure if they would even care that much around those parts, though he did see her point. This wouldn't have been his first run in with the law. He sincerely didn't want another.

Fiddlesticks swore to himself then and there that he would act more mature and adult like in the future. He worried he wouldn't be able to live up to that oath though, for he still had problems that prompted his uncontrollable outbursts. Perhaps the crew of the quest for flavour would help him track down his childhood bullies so he could exact revenge. If they did that, then Fiddlesticks was confident that he would feel better in general. His random violent outbursts would be a thing of the past then, maybe. But he doubted that the quest for flavour took personal requests on behalf of the crew members. He decided to bring his concerns before the captain later. For now, he decided to rack his brain for possible insights the crew could use for their next mission.

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

It's nice to see everyone chatting and working together. Keep it up team! I'm sure @Hylozoist has something delicious planned for the quest for flavour. Even though I'm confident that @Fancy Party will make a great contribution to our team, still, I hope that nobody drops out in the foreseeable future.

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

"I shall go and see if there has been a delay with our food. I shall return as soon as I am able." Vanessa announced to the group. She then promptly disappeared in a puff of smoke. This was in response to the question Fiddlesticks asked aloud, of nobody in particular. He was just blurting out the most pressing thought he had at the time. It was a another foible of his. Usually these pressing thoughts of his revolved around food, but sometimes he would blurt out some surprisingly insightful statements. Honestly Fiddlesticks didn't expect an answer, but he got one, from her. Not only that, Vanessa actually left the table to retrieve their food. Despite Vanessa's coolness towards Fiddlesticks, he felt that he still had feelings for her. Fiddlesticks made an audible love sick sigh the moment Vanessa disappeared. Normally he would be beyond amazed at demonstrations of super powers such as teleportation, but at that moment, Fiddlesticks was more dazzled by her sparkling eyes.

In almost no time at all Vanessa reappeared with an armful of plates containing wildly varied forms of food. "More to come" said Vanessa. Her sweet voice twinkled out like a wind chime caught in a summer breeze, accompanied by the smell of lavender in the air. She vanished once more. A moment later, she brought another armful of food. This time it contained both his beloved plate of honey braised ribs and a marvellous bowl of sweet potato fries! Whilst both hungry and presented with his favourite food, nothing else mattered to Fiddlesticks. That was probably why he didn't get invited to dinner parties. That and possibly because he didn't have any friends. Fiddlesticks excitedly received his order from the ever so lovely Vanessa. Nothing else existed. All was food and everything was love.

An unknown amount of time later, Fiddlesticks reached for his bowl of sweet potato fries. That was when it happened. A large, gangly, and rather grotesque looking hand reached down and scooped it up. "Hey, what gives!?" Fiddlesticks blurted out. He looked up to see what was possibly one of the ugliest people he has ever seen. It was really tall and lanky but fat in the middle. It looked like if a bat mated with a salamander but then they vomited afterwards, this guy would be that vomit. It had a balled up oily rag where one of it's eyes should be. It also wore a very shabby and rather cheap looking leather jacket. The origin of the stains on it, Fiddlesticks didn't want to know.

Fiddlesticks suddenly had a flashback to when he was in the third grade. Of how he would get his lunch stolen by bullies like this thing every day. How he would sit there with tears welling in his huge grape fruit sized eyes. He was too scared to do anything about it back then.

Fiddlesticks was filled with an uncontrollable rage. Without a second thought he unholstered the massive wrench he had strapped to his back. Fiddlesticks let out the manliest battle cry he could muster, which many have found to be unintimidating, even cute. With a surprising amount of speed and strength he, with both hands, swung the wrench down onto the head of the big ugly bully.

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

I've had a lot of free time lately. That may not be the case in the very near future though. Despite that, I'll try to post at least once a day.

Hello there I'm new

We work hard, we play hard.

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

I've made a post to try and keep the activity up. I do hope that nobody minds.

@Valor

Not at all. I'm just going to lower my post submission rate until activity picks up from the other role players.

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

Fiddlesticks took the bullet proof heat resistant bowl of ice cream that was offered. "Wow, is there anything you can't do?" he asked the maid robot. "What make and model are you? I've never seen a robotic maid as advanced as you before. Are you like some kind of prototype or something? Who is your manufacturer? Are you able to turn into a pinball machine? Can you get poopy stains out of my underpants? Can you make me more ice cream whenever I want?" When Fiddlesticks was interested in something, he tended to spew forth avalanches of questions. Many found that trait annoying, some found it endearing.

Fiddlesticks took a generous scoop of the meat ice cream then shovelled it into his gaping mouth. It tasted kinda like cold, bland roast beef, in cream form. He agreed with the robotic maid, the flavour was meh. Fiddlesticks decided to put the bowl of ice cream to the side. He didn't want to spoil his appetite. Speaking of which.

"When's the food gonna get here? It's already been six minutes." Fiddlesticks asked of nobody in particular.

Yes hello

Hey there, *every time anyone uses a bee movie meme the entire bee movie plays, on ultra fast forward*