Vilageidiotx

INACTIVE ROLEPLAYING GROUPS DISCUSSION!

IMHO, some of these sub-forums should be consolidated. Currently the forum feels too spread thin and creates the illusion of inactivity.

Someone Please Help Me Now! [Cyber Bullies]

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This is the internet real world, friend. "Cussing out" is actually relatively light, to what some people on here are capable of.

@Thang

It's not all roses and cheesy cauliflower outside your bedroom door neither. People are people, just gotta figure out what you are about and hold to that.

Everyone plays

@Vilageidiotx I found that when I did play the younger character I found it VERY hard since most of what I learnt back in the early years and the way I did things is completely different to kids these days. Something as simple as owning a mobile phone before 17, and a smart phone at that (The good old unbreakable Nokias).

Don't wanna sound like a geriatric but if I was to enter a Slice of Life School RP, I just don't think I could actually do it and create a comfortable character that I would enjoy.

(Sits here with a Pikachu Avatar and Danganronpa Sig)

@NuttsnBolts

I don't know if i've every seen anyone create a comfortable character that they enjoyed in a School RP.

Radical Feminism, Misandry & the Rise of MGTOW

Good, we have a quorum then.

The Tale of Billy Tilly

Billy Tilly decided to visit the local inn, the Ploughin' Pony. And then his skeleton burst from his body, killing him. The skeleton, now free, decided that it was about time to leave this swingin' brony sex motel and go become an economist. He went to the nearest hat shop and bought a nice black top hat with the money he got off of his old skin, several now dead hookers, and the wishes of little boys and girls. The black hat soon taught Billy Tilly's skeleton the basics of identity fraud to help his education as an economist. With his new tool, the skeleton went down the street pointing out frauds, until he pointed at a cop and was tazed right in the calcium. The men took him into the prisons but he was, however, soon released- as skeletons are very white. Now an ex-con, the skeleton wrote a book about economy from the perspective of a prison-bound human skeleton. Said book exploded in popularity and profits, inflating both his wallet and his ego. His ego got so big that it burst from his bones, killing him. Billy Tilly's ego went to find a new host, and found a small Kentucky boy named Tilly Billy who loved to play the spoons. Now, the spoons he played was a convoluted instrument that involved lining up a number couples spooning based on the pitch of their voice, and pressing them together using a complex piano-style machine that caused them to sigh, allowing the spoon player to make melodies out of sensual moans. The purchase and operating costs of this instrument had bankrupted Tilly Billy's family, but armed with Billy Tilly's demonaic ego, he went into poverty with the machine still thinking himself the best composer in the world. Tilly Billy finally died of STDs in 6900, Which led the possessing ego to go find another host in the streets of Brooklyn.

Who happened to be a teenage girl who had so many highlights in her hair she looked like a walking skittles commercial. This girl's name for Silly Milly, and each skittle-colored highlight represented her passion for the gay community. But she was in reality a cis-tranz neo-reactionary Nazi spy working for the Russians. Silly Milly had already successfully taken over Brookyln from the inside, and was about to catch a tram to New York until Billy Tilly's ego took her over. Billy Tilly's ego taught Silly Milly in the ways of the patriarchy, which have long been illegal, at least since the great purge of White men in 3030. She grew a beard, bought a two-pronged cross, and began preaching the gospel about how the Pope was a dick and men were the shit.

Comments on YouTube involving United States Military.

Gotta love the navy. Every story they tell about their days in the service make it sound like they just went on vacation.

where does the "blah blah 2: blah harder" thing come from

Back in the nineties people used to get boners that were referenced by popular movies and their titles.

The thing I dislike most about the human experience.

All the time.

Like, every time I eat I ended up pooping. Never goddamned fail.

Precipice of War - We Write Under The Sign Of The Goat

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For a second I wondered if I was reading Sporum-era posts.

@Pepperm1nts

The Tale of Billy Tilly

Billy Tilly decided to visit the local inn, the Ploughin' Pony. And then his skeleton burst from his body, killing him. The skeleton, now free, decided that it was about time to leave this swingin' brony sex motel and go become an economist. He went to the nearest hat shop and bought a nice black top hat with the money he got off of his old skin, several now dead hookers, and the wishes of little boys and girls. The black hat soon taught Billy Tilly's skeleton the basics of identity fraud to help his education as an economist. With his new tool, the skeleton went down the street pointing out frauds, until he pointed at a cop and was tazed right in the calcium. The men took him into the prisons but he was, however, soon released- as skeletons are very white. Now an ex-con, the skeleton wrote a book about economy from the perspective of a prison-bound human skeleton. Said book exploded in popularity and profits, inflating both his wallet and his ego. His ego got so big that it burst from his bones, killing him. Billy Tilly's ego went to find a new host, and found a small Kentucky boy named Tilly Billy who loved to play the spoons. Now, the spoons he played was a convoluted instrument that involved lining up a number couples spooning based on the pitch of their voice, and pressing them together using a complex piano-style machine that caused them to sigh, allowing the spoon player to make melodies out of sensual moans.