kurk brak

I like Usopp. He's a fun dude. He makes funny word jokes and calls me not an old loser.

RP wise he's pretty good. Pree' good. Says words. Doesn't murder people frequently (I don't think). I like RPing with him and he can take his stuff seriously when he wants to. It seems like he'd be a good edition to the ET considering all the stuff he does wouldn't be conflict conflict conflict DEATH and actually be some neutral RP with some nice regular stuffs to go on.

TL;DR: I r8 this m8 8.8/8 he's gr8. 

2/10 not enough bawd

True. True, true true true true. This man speaks the truth. He speaks true! Damn the plugins. Damn the everything! Make it so health damage doesn't happen. PVP disabled. EVERYTHING disabled. EVEN SPEECH. The green speaks for us. We don't need to do anything.

nothing.

nothing at all.

I think I got robbed by somebody?

It was on the King's road or whatever back in Aegis when you walked all the way to Al'Khazar (or whatever that place's name was) and I got held up by three bandits or whatever and proceeded to get robbed to death.

Then I tried walking down the other road and got robbed again and it was not fun. 

But eventually I managed to walk down a road and not get robbed! There I met my first RP friend who was a dwarfy guy and we sold iron swords for like a day before I never heard from him again ever. The end. 

10/10/10/10

ohmygodpersonaIloveyousomuch

do not judge. 

10/10

That's very cash money of you, friend. 

i bought literally everything that went on sale ever

now i'm just homeless nbd nbd

Will awkwardly stares at the message, blinking a few times.

"Chiquar?" He says, to some disembodied voice around him.

"Wot, Will?" It replies, as Will makes a note of all the information on the poster.

"We're going to a party! There's going to be loads of gorgeous women there." He trots off into the sunset, deciding that his mask will be the most fabulous of all masks. 

The streets of New York City, being herded by the police into Yankee Stadium, much to Jarrett's aggravation.

The ear-bud in my ear pulsed with the latest anime OPs that had been uploaded to the net, connected to my phone which rested in the pocket of the warm-up jacket I really wished I hadn't been wearing in this weather. My sister walked at a leisurely pace behind my, skipping across the sidewalk as if this was all just some kind of game. In my brain I tried to speculate what the hell could possibly even be going on. In the less police-controlled areas my phone was buzzing with news feeds about terrorist attacks and other -- I assumed exaggerated -- news from around the city. But I hid myself in the sweet, sweet voice of anime protagonists.

Mmm. Anime protagonists. 

Regardless, the sweet voices in my ear and the fabricated tracks of electronics made me feel slightly at ease as I tried to calm myself into the impending doom that could be my life. I'd never heard of a city wide drill before. The most experience I had with drills were goddamn fire ones from high school, and that was just a thousand or so people. This was a whole damn populace. I scanned throughout greenit and other social media to see if there was anything about a prank of national threat going around, but the news was clean save for people inside of the city, most of which were just dismissed almost as immediately as they were addressed. 

This isn't the kind of **** teenagers are supposed to do, you know. We have social lives. Well, I don't have one, but the people on the message boards sort of count. C'mon, I'm missing my magical girls. . . The frustration on my face grew more and more evident as we were herded downtown. I injected a variety of messages into my circles across the world-wide-and-then-some-web but to no avail. I had absolutely no idea what was going on. It was completely and totally impossible for me to obtain any information on this, so I just stuffed my hands in my pockets, turned up my playlist and let the police herd me wherever the wanted too. Even my inner circles inside the city weren't responding to anything, so I assumed communications were either being confiscated or were just hard to come by. Still, I always thought those tablets were bad news. Personally, I just stick to the smart phones. If you're only linked to one device there's only one device in your life that can get hacked by somebody, and if my folders made their way onto the internet I could never be heard from again.

Still, as we approached the stadium at a faster rate I noticed that the streets were becoming emptier and emptier, replacing civilians with police officers. Naturally one could assume that the refugees would be inside the stadium, but I thought it was silly that they huddled us into some damn baseball stadium in order to keep us safe from anything. If this was a drill like they said it would be, obviously I'd be fine, but my already-existent doubts of that were growing stronger and stronger as the situation changed around me.  

I began to feel nauseous as I was placed in the presence of other humans, noting that my physical appearance was not the most remarkable but quite possibly the most attention-grabbing for jock-sports-fan people, who would go out of their way to punish a NEET like me for their own foolish enjoyment. No one watches baseball these days, it's all on the internet anyways.

As people bumped into me I began to wish I had some cloak of invisibility or a gift to obscure me from their eyes, my frustration becoming more and more evident as I started to grunt at and insult the people who passed me, albeit quietly enough that I had no chance of dying. Seeing as every seat in the stadium was taken, my sister and I just picked a wall and leaned against it, her humming quietly while I sang along with my OPs. 

Ceris Flormai reaches out and nervously takes one, looking down at it in disappointment. She'd shyly ask, "Does this come in pink?" before the cart would continue down the road. 

8/10 Very informational, very pretty, very organized. The graphics and stuff are really nice, 'specially the character banners. 

7/10 You cray. 

5/10

This score'd probably be higher if I DIDN'T REMEMBER THAT AVATAR FROM LIKE AEGIS LEVEL FORUMS.

Update yo'. Keep it fresh, keep us frosty. 

Good stuff. It's cool. I haven't SEEN MYSELF YET though I've only barely scratched the surface. 

I opened the first spoiler and my pupils dilated due to the need for me to take in the awesome.

I opened the second and my irises completely disappeared due to the sheer quantity of awesome.

Post opening the third one I am now blind as all my brain is subject to remembering is the beauty of your artwork, which has been burned into my eyes for all eternity.

YOU'RE IN THE DESTINY ALPHA?

 

PS4 or Xbone. Or previous-gen

It's PS4 OOOONLLLYYYY and you can sign up by midnight June 11th and they'll shooooot you an e-mail. Basically we get this weekend to **** around with the parts of the game that are done. But yeah. Sign up. I'll play with you. 

EDIT: Totally realized I should post a link to where you sign up.

So considering the nintendo press conference went down today I think we should talk about that.

Pretty sure Nintendo won E3. While Microsoft and Sony did have some pretty neat stuff, Nintendo just had the most to announce and had some really really cool stuff coming out. (albeit no majora's mask remake but still) 

The Division looks absolutely phenomenal but my gut feeling says that it's going to be much worse than what they showed.

Well they didn't show any gameplay yet, or at least any gameplay I've seen at this E3 (cause it IS E3 and it's almost one hundred percent CG'd nowadays) but The Division looks . . .

like Jesus had a baby with perfection.

I think it could be a really PHENOMENAL game and I want it to be one, so I just gotta' hope.

Ubisoft is delivering some really really good stuff this year though. The Crew looks kinda' fun (though the gameplay trailer they showed for it was kinda' trash) and ACU is promising. Oh, and on an unrelated note, did anyone see LittleBigPlanet 3? Looks really fun. 

This turned into a big deal pretty fast but I'm gonna' ignore the flame war and give my actual two cents on the subject at hand.

I'm pretty sure we don't need to eliminate any kind of RP on the server ever under any circumstances? For whatever reason really. If everyone on the threads could just avoid flaming I think victory threads can be nice celebrations to reward RP characters for doing good jobs RPly. I really don't think it needs to escalate to anything other than several posts by involved characters of their friends about "woot we did that high fives yeah ace detectives". 

While I agree they are kinda' redundant so are most posts and if they're fun for a little while, great! I just think everyone should keep to their side of the conflict. We can have "lose" threads too if that makes things neater.

Really. 'S just RP. We don't need flame wars or nothin'. Sorry if I sound outta' place here, just thought I'd give the thread some direction and stuff to talk about. 

Hi! I'm Will. And I like warm hugs! 

Anyways. I know not everyone in the world here is super into the gaming community (and I'm not expecting you to be) but I figured since such a big event (or what is normally a big event anyways) is going on we might as well sit down and have a nice little chat about it. 

And no fights. Fights are dumb. 

So since I haven't seen much of it on the server I wanted to know if anyone here has been watching E3 and if they've seen anything they really really liked. If you weren't watching today you probably missed everything except the Nintendo press conference since this year they decided to put ALMOST EVERY CONFERENCE ON DAY ONE (which was silly if you ask me) but I think lots of really neat games were revealed today (or yesterday I guess) and I kinda' wanted to talk about them in general and just see if anyone here is watching (or is at) E3 (and if you're at it I really really really hate you 'cause jelly activate). 

So far my favorite thing that I've seen (that's new anyways) is Rainbow Six: Siege. Looks like a really really neat multi-player experience that'd be really awesome to get into with more and more people (even though I think the cooperative play will be an abomination since on the internet no one gets along). And the gameplay trailer (what? gameplay at e3? never heard of it) was totally and one hundred percent amazing. If you didn't watch it find it on the internet and tell me what you think. 

Another thing I really really liked was Magicka 2 getting confirmed, since I am one of the Masters of Magicka (refer to sig) and look forward to more of that game showering me in blood and Crash To Desktop (it works). As for other games that were just kinda' neat I'm looking forward to Assassin's Creed Unity which'll hopefully be REALLY cool and, obviously, Bungie's new brainchild, Destiny. Tell me what YOUR favorite game coming out in Q3 and Q4 2014, and early 2015 too. We can nerd about it together since I like just about everything. 

On the subject of Destiny if you're in the Alpha this weekend, holla' atchyo' boy and I'll totally play with you throughout this weekend. If you don't know how to get into the alpha and want to, PM me or some crap or I'll post on it if it turns into a big deal (before you try know it's limited to playstation 4 only). But still. 

E3. Neat stuff. Let's talk about it.

No fights. 

7/10. 

Informational, has nice graphics and lets me know about your character, but I wanna' know 'bout YOU, gurr. 'S important. Ya' gotta' ROCK me. And pretty stuff always helps. 

Much like the post ABOVE mine (iloveyoutrevor) you're fully capable of yoinking Jarrett's little sister. If not I'm just gonna' have her magically teleport into some plain of existence. Enjoy. Also I like to imagine that Pepsi will overthrow Coke by this point in the future.

"Jarrett. Jarreeeett." 

I am begging you to leave me alone. Please. It's, like, eleven. What the hell am I supposed to do at eleven in the morning?

Sleep. That's what.

The voice came again. "Jarrett." I rubbed my eyes to come face to face with my little sister. "Get up, fatty." 

I drowsily sat up in my desk-chair and looked her dead in the eyes, with aggravation. "It's eleven in the morning. I stayed up 'till six last night. Had to catch up on the recent anime." I scanned over my desk and the dual-monitor setup in front of me, which was framed on either side by cup ramen and hot-pocket wrappers from my eye-catch lunches. My two-liter bottle of Pepsi was about half empty and I'd probably have to get a new one. But that would require a long and tedious trek all the way down several steps of stairs, down a short hallway and to the kitchen, and that was a journey I was not prepared to make.

"I made breakfast. C'mon. You know you wanna' eat it." She grinned a little as she rushed down the stairs, her eleven-year-old voice giggling as her bare feet padded against the floor. Food that didn't come in a bowl of MSG actually sounded pretty good, so I stood from my desk chair -- for the first time in days -- to walk down to the kitchen, stopping by the bathroom to do a quick look-see at how beautiful I was this morning.

As usual, Jarrett Moore -- that being yours truly -- was a very disheveled man -- or should I say 18 year old NEET (meaning Not in Education, Employment or Training for those of you who are unaware of the enlightened lifestyle) -- with hideously kept neck-length black hair and dull eyes. Other than that there were no particularly remarkable traits about my physical appearance, save that I was as scrawny as a toothpick. But I was willing to take poor physical status with an enjoyable lifestyle over decent physical status with a miserable one any day. 

As for other factors about myself, I had graduated High School several months ago. The summer had been hot and miserable, but now that we were in October my air conditioner barely had to run at all and the miserable cold that New York would be known for in several months was beginning to work its way into my limbs. Immediately after graduating High School my parents kicked me out and shoved me off to this city to live with some relatives that I had never even met, who -- surprise --  didn't even exist. But they pay my rent and I don't have to leave my room for anything other than food, so it was an enjoyable existence. 

My sister being here wasn't a permanent phenomenon and probably should've ended several months ago, but I grew fond of her being here and haven't bothered to pay the air-fare back yet. So she would be living in my place for a potentially long-amount-of-time after this. And I didn't really mind, 'cause as long as I gave her some handhelds to play with from time to time she mostly left me alone and just grabbed me food and drinks when I needed them, and she could cook, so I wasn't perpetually eating the sodium-bowls we refer to as instant noodles. 

After giving myself the poorest makeover in the world, -- made up of me running my fingers through my hair to ensure there weren't any noticeable tangles and pulling on some brown trousers and a black t-shirt -- I descended the stairway to meet with the pleasant smell of my sister's cooking. I immediately sat at the table and began to feast, offering her only a short thank you before my mouth was completely and totally stuffed. Alright, so after this I think I'm gonna' marathon the new Gunda- 

My door was knocked on repeatedly by some dude, interrupting my train of thought. At least, I assumed it was a dude because no woman would ever stop by to talk to me. With only immense aggravation shown on my face I slipped on a red warm-up jacket and opened the door, trying to look like I was getting ready to actually do something in case they wanted me for anything. The sight I was greeted with was that of five or six police officers at my door -- along with the dozens raiding other people's apartments -- with badges held up in my face.

"NYPD, Sir. We're going to have to ask you to evacuate the building. This is only a drill and you can return shortly. Please exit the building in an orderly fashi--" 

She was interrupted as I frustratedly slammed a door in her face. As I turned around to continue eating my food, sis asked what was going on, to which I responded nothing -- immediately before the door behind me was kicked down and one of the officers from before grabbed me by the arm. "Sir, it is time to evacuate. Please follow the police guides outside the building. This is only a drill." As they dragged me out I blew a single kiss in the direction of my room as my sister ran after me, as I knew I may never get to see my computer again. 'Cause no one busts a door down for an evacuation drill. 

That's common "Magical Girl Cops!!" season one knowledge. Duh. 

Sounds neat. I'mma do it. Seems like a decent forum RP to start off on, since I've never really been into it. So count me in. 

6/10 Accordions are hot.