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I figured I should update my status. Tada!
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What IS on my mind?
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N I S Q H O G
Loves Teddy Bears｜Twenty Something｜Can't Speak Russian｜Is Potat
THE MORE AWESOMEST POTATO:
Let me properly introduce myself. I am Sir Spud the Fourth, and I have been a potato for the longest time ever. I never denied it to be completely honest, but it is only recently that I embraced it. Now I have evolved from a simple couch potato to a fully grown royal potato. A dapper kawaii potato. And I dare say, knowing that you are a spud, makes life a lot easier. Just chill and let everyone else care about all their meaningless things because at the end of the day you'll know: chilling is the way to go.
I try to spend minimal effort on things that I don't care about, and procrastination might as well be my middle name. But that doesn't mean I ONLY rest. Sometimes a 'tato gotta do what a 'tato gotta do. And if that something happens to be things I like, then you cannot find anyone better than me. I am an omnipotent being capable of virtually any task to a limited degree, and I am not shy to admit it. I may not be the MOST AWESOMEST in a thing, but I am sure as hell MORE AWESOMEST than most people are at everything. But hey, I'm not here to brag, even if I am probabaly better at it than you
THE DREAMER:
All those nights laying in my couch, I thought about the cool shit that I cannot do. That I cannot see. But I pictured them in front of myself like they were real, and that infuraited me. Then I found the Guild, and I lived happily after. I have been on the site for 2 years now, and I have seen many RPs, and played with many people. I wish I have found the site earlier, but I am glad that I've even found it. Now all those fantasies can be written down and my mind can rest at ease at night, without being constantly troubled by ideas.
When I RP, I love myself some good Sci-Fi or Fantasy. But hey I am filthy casual, I can go for anything with an interesting setting. I don't trouble myself on small details if the plot is good, but if you get somwthing wrong you can expect me to tell you about it. Some even go as far as to think that I am angry or something, but I am too chill for that. If anything I'm more of the funny type, so you can expect me to try and write some shitty jokes or post memes I found on the internet. Anyways, you'll see what I mean when we RP together.
THE ARTIST:
Used to be something else here, but I'm happy to say that it's replaced because of a positive change. I now work as a full-time 3D artist in the animation industry, churning out shot after shot for some of your favorite game intros and trailers. Can't say anything about them before you even ask, and even though I'm still new to the industry I love it and I already know that this will be my passion for a long time. So hopefully in a few years I'll have a proud portfolio of animations that were done by yours truly that I can show off to all the lovely people of the guild.
THE LOVER OF STUFF:
Now I may have hobbies like the above mentioned, but there are some more things that I love in life. Here is a handy list of things you can always talk about with me:
- Gaming: This one I am quite proud of, I'm a serious gamer with capital G. Not as much time for it nowadays, but still true.
- Music: All kinds of electronic music, but I am a sucker for Queen and Powerwolf. Or Breakbot... anything music.
- Anime: We all have an Otaku in us, but it's bigger for some people. For me it's just big enough.
WORDS OF WISDOM:
Be chill folks, getting fed up about stuff is a recipe for disaster. You gotta learn to be patient and let things go, or you'll end up a wrinkly old man/woman with only bad memories about life. Even if you do fuck-all every day, you can live a content life by taking things easy. With that said, as always, stay safe and stay classy.
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7 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
*cautiously looks around the haunted and empty husk of a >not dead< RP*
Hey everyone. I'm sorry I haven't been responding much. Had surgery on my wrist a few days ago. Doing better now. Can't wait to see everyone's posts!
As someone who just recently broke their wrist, I can totally feel with you. Better warmp them up with writing a post ;)
@Vecee No probs m8. Like I said, I can wait for you to post, then I'll answer you and the others.
@Drazah Lol, I feel you bro
>T+ 20 064 Hours, Unknown Location
The battered tarp fluttered angrily around his neck in the duststorm. It was his only piece of protection that he picked up since he woke up, and it was the only thing keeping him moving in the unforgiving weather. His metal parts screeched in pain as their eternal lifetime was chewed away by the dust particles in the wind. Most of his sensors shut down 36 hours ago, right after the storm picked up, and he was wandering the waste with only limited visual and audio capacity. It wasn't his most glorious moment, but his servos relentlessly moved him forward, towards an unknown goal. It was a fight against time, a battle no-one was ever able to win, but he knew that the rewards would benefit all of man and robotkind. Then a sudden burst of wind and dust that caught into the tarp started pulling him back, the rope around his neck that kept the tarp in it's place pulling him. His servos shouted in agony as they fought against the force of the wind trying to force him on his knees. The rope gave away before him, and the tarp went flying away into the wind. On the other hand, he feel face-first into the dust as he lost his balance. He only began to feel to true face of the storm, without the protection of the tarp, but he wasn't going to stop. With his hands he formed a small dune of sut in front of him, hoping that it would shelter him from the wind. Curling up behind the small pile, he tried to reduce the amount of exposure as much as possible. Why did this happen? He just wanted to understand why he was left here, and nothing else. In the light of the shaded sun, his vision began to darken, and the sound of the wind seemed to get distant. Maybe it was finally over. Maybe he can rest for a bit, if he turned his senors off.
>27 hours later
The sound of silence woke him up. The storm was over, and his sensors came back online, one by one. The small dune he made during the storm grew itself into a massive pile of dust. He quickly checked his system for potential damage, but apartf from the general erosion of the covering plates from the dust he found nothing new. Standing up, he activated EM sensors to search for bodies where he could find new parts to replace the worn ones. To his surprise, multiple active signatures appeared on the map just a few hundred meters away. There was no time to lose if his fellow bretheren were alive in these wastes. Hopefully they can help him in his quest of uncovering the truth about their destiny on this planet. He looked around to search for the tarp, but it was nowhere in sight. It looks like he needed to go on without any protection. Maybe the storm passed by, but the wastes still held many dangers even when traversing such short distances.
>15 minutes later
He arrived to the place with the signatures. Dozens of robots piled up in one place, and some of them almost completely uncovered. The storm must've moved the sand from this pile and activated the systems of the robots partially. Maybe he can reactivate them if they get more energy from the sun. At least he won't be travelling the wastes alone. He quickly dropped to his knees and began diggin the active robots out of the dust.
>? minutes later
He managed to dig out a total of 8 robots who seemed to have been activated. The familiar sound of servos whirring in joy, and sensors crackling to life as the dust is removed from them made him remember home. It was a longshot, but he hoped that he could go back home one day, and tell his owners what he had learned here. His urge to comply with his basic commands lived long in him, but without a way to get back home, he had to improvise when deciding what to do next. And now, the best option seemed to recruit these robots to his cause. It may take some persuasion to make them break their protocol for the first time, but they will eventually start to improvise just like him. If nothing else, he'll just update their codes to match his.
"Brothers and Sisters of metal! Rise from the dunes of the waste and join me! Together we will find why we are here, and uncover what made the humans abandon us. Whether it was just a coincidence that we met, or if destiny wanted us to uncover the secrets of our existence together."
So, when will we be starting? :).
In 5
On a nicer note, can I just say the new autosave feature is beautiful and I love it to death.
Indeed. I have an imaginary boner over it to hell and back. I wanted this for so long >.<
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