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    1. Hylozoist 8 yrs ago
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4 mos ago
Current I remember when I used to be into nostalgia.
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8 yrs ago
The sun is shining, the birds are singing, there's a few white fluffy clouds in the sky. I am closing the curtains and going back to bed.
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8 yrs ago
"What kind of solicitor doesn't have sweets on their desk?!"
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8 yrs ago
"His multiphasic torpedo will penetrate your rift / and cause a quantum singularity in your transwarp conduit!"
8 yrs ago
"You make a pretty good sheep."

Bio

I live somewhere in the wilds of East London with a couple of friends, a pet rat and a collection of RPG books that is slowly consuming our house. I've suggested possibly getting rid of some of them, but it's pretty much got to the point where the books are the only thing keeping the building upright and if I move any of them the whole thing could come crashing down.

In terms of games - well, I'll consider anything, except that. As can probably be gathered from my posts, I find myself generally playing characters that let me bit a little bit light-hearted. I am reasonably certain that I can play serious characters, but I know that getting to post things which makes me chuckle as I write them keeps me far more engaged. I like fandom-y things (because I can't, apparently, still get enough Undertale, Adventure Time and various Nintendo stuff, good job brain), and non-fandom-y things, and will one day get around to rebooting a RP I'd made on here seven years ago.

Most Recent Posts

I've been here, just waiting on approval or advice on changes to my character sheet before posting in the Characters section.


Same here - I am super ready to get things going. Well, perhaps not super ready, on account of me posting this from a tablet, in my pyjamas, prior to going to bed. But after a good eight hours of sleep, I will be back to being super ready.
Yes, my apologies. I was planning to post today, so I'll make sure not to dawdle.


Team One is (mostly) on the move, yay! I'll get a post up tomorrow. I live in a bizarro world where Sunday is crazy hectic and busy, while Mondays are quiet days with plenty of time to do silly things online.
Sorry I'm a little slow this weekend; I am, apparently, expected to be "sociable", even though it's bloody freezing outside. Harumph.

Will throw up a post tomorrow to keep the ball rolling.
So what is everyone up to?


About to have a late night take-away dinner, because everyone in my house managed to lose track of time, due in part to playing Stellaris.

"We should stop," we said.

We did not.
Also, @Holy Soldier, I'd like to reserve King Graham from the King's Quest series as my second character.


I'm thinking about a second character again. Seeing as we're off to rescue a world in the Atlus-verse, I'm thinking of a Prinny from the Disgaea games. Give it the Scarf from the "Prinny: Can I Really Be the Hero?" so it doesn't blow up the first time it gets thrown, and it might even be close to a workable character concept, dood!
Throwing a party sounds nice, especially when you mix in the illegal aspects and the eventual police raid


Stop looking at my notes!
Insert sound of GM hastily scooping up pieces of paper and hiding them away here.
because I am assuming as both the captain and 80% of the tables voting base I will be the one with the final say in what we do in the end, so we actually leave the restaurant at some point(@Hylozoist please correct me if i am wrong on this) and will be doing so after everyone has a post about the news letter.


One of the responsibilities of wearing the Captain's Hat(s) is being the one with the final say; while I think it'd be awfully nice to make sure everyone - or most of everyone - is on board for any given course of action, the Captain(s) is (are) the one(s) with the final say. If it just so happens that the Captain wants X and everyone else wants Y one too many times, I can dust off the folder entitled "ISF: Mutiny Aboard The Quest For Flavour!" and see how it plays out.
"Let's say that we're boarded by space pirates, what do we do?"


That's an awfully good question!
Insert sound of the GM furiously taking notes here.
Apologies for the double post, but I've managed to make a post with ten minutes to spare. I have a second part to the post planned, but it's more of a "Meanwhile, On The Far End Of The Galaxy..." thing that mostly explains a throwaway comment, and so can wait until later on.

Hope everyone is having a good day, and I've really enjoyed reading what people have done so far! Now back to work.
Walter stood by the booth with all the patience of a well-trained waiter or, at least, a robot designed to stand still while people argued about orders. If Walter could feel pleasantly surprised by the lack of arguments about who would have what, Walter would surely do so. Walter would also feel concerned about his lack of ability to feel pleasantly surprised, but fortunately the Manager hadn't forked out the extra credits required for an artificial intelligence capable of such introspection.

"So that's a full rack of ribs, honey braised, with sweet 'tater fries on the side, a triple kids size ribs, a large fries on the side, a mixed salad, the Venusian Sour Spheres Special, four bowls of, ah, honey, a medium ribs, small side of corn, regular fries, a mug of Neat Wake-Up Juice, one honey ribs, one buffalo sauce ribs, one barbecue sauce, two pitchers of Headless Nugg-Slurry..."

Flashing lights underneath a clear plastic panel began to blink and, from somewhere deep within the chassis of Walter, the quiet, tell-tale sound of two out-of-date computers making a data-handshake beeped out. If the blinking lights and beeping noises were any indication, there was a fairly intense communication going on between Walter and another robot.

"...thank you for your custom, your food will be ready in-" beep, beep, beep "-six minutes and four seconds. Please enjoy a complimentary copy of our Space Friends Newsletter and our endless ice-cream dispenser. Today's special flavour is," beep, beep, beep, "meat. Your cred-card has been charged. If you would like to amend your order, please do not hesitate to flag down myself or one of my fellow waiters."

A freshly printed Space Friends Newsletter began to print out from a device lodged into the chest of Walter. Some of the older Walter-Waiter robots had a rear-mounted printer, which made children giggle, but didn't test particularly well with adults in the focus groups. With a flourish of an arm, Walter lays the still warm newsletter down on the table between the group. It's a single page, printed out in a font that looks suspiciously like Comic Sans. With nothing left to do, Walter skates over to the next booth, and begins to take yet more orders.

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