@auspice Don't touch it.
Like, seriously, there could be a body in it or something.
@auspice Don't touch it.
Like, seriously, there could be a body in it or something.
Poke as needed -- I am kinda in and out with work as ever but I can make a point of being around.
@lithium It's definitely more understandable then. I'd still ask first, though, to make sure this is comfy for someone... and I'm still one of those assholes who would nope this and just say use 'the other woman' or 'the blonde woman's' or 'the shorter female's' and so on if the shes get too out of hand and whatnot and something needs to get swapped in for names.
@jibberthehut OH MAH GAWD HER TINY BELL OH MAH GAWD!!!
<is now dead of cute>
@Admiral Since I've come up in your reasoning to have a dim view of them in that regard in the past, I need to make clear: there are zero issues I have with anyone there. I probably should have mentioned that ages ago, but I keep forgetting since it hasn't come up again.
(The problematic folks from the Reno Threeboot are not part of the current team.)
This is partly why I ask so many times about the things people think newbies should know.
The answers tend to surface more in threads like this, and in peeve threads, than actual focused threads asking about these things, which speaks volumes about how subconscious most of these conventions really are.
@bobotron All the hugs in the world. I am so sorry.
(Here's hoping that we live good enough lives to get to go to cat heaven, y'all. Sunbeams and yarn to play with and naps and piles of purring flopsy fluff and headbonks for eternity. <3)
@The-Tree-of-Woe said:
What you have to do is convince a bunch of well-meaning female players that you have a deep emotional connection with them, possibly by faking being autistic or some such, farm up your XP, and then be a complete asshole to anyone who dares to show up in your genre sporting a penis, so they know who the Alpha Male is, rrrr.
"I... I have testosterone poisoning. It's terrible. It's like... so jarring, you know? I can't stop my dick from getting hard all the time, and that's such a horrible burden of frustration. You really have no idea. People laugh, but that's so cruel. It hurts me deeply when they laugh at my massive and majestic cock, standing at permanent attention, sometimes glistening... Can you imagine how many women just can't keep their hands off a guy who can go all night and just keep going? But I've been seeking the worthy ones, because nobody likes an indiscriminate slu--oh, hey, who's that over there? She's got great tits... s'cuse me a second here, gotta test her worthiness...
...over and over and over again."
@roz ...to you, maybe? Not a shared sentiment here by twenty thousand miles.
(ETA: By which I mean, the only 'off-putting' going on in my universe in that man's presence would be 'my clothes, in roughly. 0.000000003 nanoseconds'.)
@thebird said:
@surreality said:
I hate that dream so fucking much, even if it always seems to wake me up snickering at its inherent absurdity.
Snickering until you realize you actually do have to pee so bad that the apocalypse will have to wait, and nearly wet yourself in your feeble attempts to stumble, in blind half-asleep-ness, to the bathroom.
...yup. The perils of coffee before bed, indeed. That dream is inevitable.
@WTFE Dear god, you're going to do it, aren't you.
oh please oh please oh please
@roz The sad truth is that having seen #1 shirtless in the Transporter reboot... dude's made a bit weird. So I can't exactly fault someone for appreciating #2, either.
Still... clothes, floor, fast enough for a sonic boom to hit.
You know who else I never see that I wish I'd see more (not in that way, pervs!)? Luke Goss. We only ever see Hellboy-Nuada Luke, but he's similar looking and he's got a similar general 'I make a good bruiser that isn't too pretty to be plausible' vibe going on. (Which I'd say nails the look for Ed without the wig, too. With the wig? 'I am the prettiest of the princesses, and I can also kick ass.')
ETA: pic.
...because I have a sinking feeling nobody knows what he even looks like without that makeup.
@tinuviel As 'woman breaks rib removing suitcase from car trunk', I feel you.
@insomnia Frankly, that y'all went from ' ...hey, does anybody maybe wanna... ?' to 'there is RP happening period' within a week is a blinding speed miracle worthy of a jaw-drop and a hearty whoop of applause.
'cause that's some pretty epic-level stuff to pull off.
@HelloRaptor said:
@VulgarKitten said:
Today's Hate: Why is there no cam copy of Magic Mike XXL for us agoraphobes??
Suffer! People who perpetuate the cam release scene should all suffer.
Not that I've got anything against piracy, but cams? Ugh. Wait for the BR rip. Watching cams is like eating cockroaches. Just because you can doesn't mean you should.
I have watched precisely 20 minutes of one cam thing ever, and I went for that option deliberately.
...it made those twenty minutes of 50 Shades of Gray almost tolerable since I secretly wanted to hear how much the audience was laughing.
It was rather a lot.
It still couldn't get me any further into that trainwreck, but the amount of heckling and snickering (it was really, really rather a lot) was intensely gratifying.
@Templari said:
@surreality All depends on where you pick in the state and what flavor you wish to aim for, but yeah. Farm equipment on ANY Street pretty much can sum up a large chunk of the state. But you were WAY upstate.
So did anything go wrong? Like a friendly neighborhood curious bear visit? Groundhog rush perhaps? Bad pick up lines from the local woodchucks?
So if you decide to make this a thing, count me in. We can develop a haunted maple syrup farm.
It was just the classic horror movie cliche begging to happen -- haunted farm house (everything), Elm Street (Nightmare on... ) Crystal Lake (Friday the 13th... ) -- and to me, that's
We endlessly teased the folks we were staying with that they'd moved from a camp on Crystal Lake to a house on Elm Street, naturally. Because they actually had. (Awesome people, them.)
Will definitely keep you updated, but won't derail this thread with it. If it gets anywhere, I'll send a poke.
@sunnyj OK, tell you what, then. You build a game, a wiki, get it all up and running, have people through CG and on grid and in actual plots in a week, and I'll believe that.
I'm not talking 'within a week of opening'.
I am talking 'within a week from somebody saying, "Hey, do we want to maybe have a game?"'.
These are very different things.
@silverfox The things I have heard come out of the man's mouth over the past week about it all are what leaves me stunned there has not yet been a murder in this house.
"I can't help with the kitchen, I'm too wiped from going to see a movie and spending 3 hours at the gym."
^ Two days in a row.
Call me crazy, but maybe trim down the gym time and halp some goddammit.
This was last weekend:
3:06 AM, Me: "<name>, can I have your help with something in the kitchen?"
3:07 AM, Him: <huffs like a whiny toddler> "WHAT."
3:07 AM, Me: "I need you to pull the spidery box stuff out from under the table and throw it out."
3:07 AM, Him: "FINE."
3:07 AM, Me: <goes downstairs and starts moving and cleaning things>
3:08 AM, Him: "This is so dusty! I am going to be so mad if I have an allergy attack before sleep!"
3:08 AM, Me: <continues to gather things as he clears the way and puts them in trash or recycling>
3:08 AM, Him: "OH MY GOD I NEED A TISSUE."
3:08 AM, Me: <hands him a tissue> "Can you toss that old coffee pot?"
3:08 AM, Bri: "Which coffee pot?"
3:08 AM, Me: <points, standing several feet away from him and out of reach> "That one."
3:08 AM, Him: <makes wild backward lean as though I was just about to stab him in the eye with one of the oh so many, so many knives> "Watch it!"
3:09 AM, Me: <makes a mental note of where the oh so many, so many knives are right now>
3:09 AM, Him: "You have the worst timing, we should have done this earlier when I could have taken a Zyrtec!"
3:09 AM, Me: <exceptional success on cosmic willpower roll to not point out that this is 'his kitchen' and he has no trouble with the dust/etc. at any other time>
3:10 AM, Him: "Ew this has liquid in it. I should throw this out!"
3:10 AM, Me: <more willpower exceptionals as she refrains from pointing out that I've asked him to throw it out for two years>
3:10 AM, Him: "I NEED ANOTHER TISSUE I AM GOING TO BE MAD IF I GET SICK!" <continues to micromanage trash, removing trash from spider-filled box of trash to put in trash can>
3:11 AM, Me: "...why are you taking-"
3:11 AM, Him: "WE SHOULD SAVE THE BOX!"
3:11 AM, Me: <observes battered, beaten, dusty box covered in cat hair and spiders, MIRACULOUSLY manages to not actually laugh out loud> "It is full of living, angry spiders. That you have just further angered by fussing with it."
3:11 AM, Him: <looks in box> "OH MY GOD WHY DIDN'T YOU WARN ME?!"
3:12 AM, Me: <observes very obvious spiders being very obvious, recalls specifically saying 'I need your help getting rid of the spidery box', which we have in fact CALLED 'THE SPIDERY BOX' FOR THREE YEARS as the premise of this entire expedition, and performs second miracle in as many minutes by not actually murdering him>
3:12 AM, Him: <shudders and starts dumping things back into the spidery box with gusto>
3:12 AM, Me: <is secretly proud of him that he's willing to part with a cardboard box for once, refrains from pointing out the box he's trying to save is full of the thing he's supposedly about to have an allergy attack from>
3:13 AM, Him: <scans every shred of everything for recycling codes, tries to put things in the sink to wash before recycling them instead of throwing them in the trash>
3:14 AM, Me: <begins making mental checklist of crap to pull out of the sink to throw in the trash after he leaves for work in the morning>
3:15 AM, Him: <discovers he has been piling shit in one of the rock buckets, must remove things from rock bucket so rock buckets can go away to the rock room, more puttering ensues>
3:16 AM, Me: <removes remaining rock crap from kitchen and puts things away in the china cabinet as warranted>
3:16 AM, Him: "I am going to be really angry if I have an allergy attack, your timing really is fucking terrible, you know that?"
3:16 AM, Me: "You can dump this old apple cider vinegar, I don't need it for dye any more."
3:16 AM, Him: "Can that go down the sink? I don't think that can go down the sink!"
3:16 AM, Me: "...it's vinegar, hon. It can go down the sink."
3:16 AM, Him: "Are you sure? You know you shouldn't put chemicals down the sink."
3:17 AM, Me: <debates offering him the alternative solution of 'chug it then, motherfucker' but keeps wisely silent>
3:17 AM, Him: <dumps vinegar down the sink>
3:18 AM, Me: <continues to find shit that doesn't belong in the kitchen in the kitchen and removes it from the fucking kitchen>
3:18 AM, Him: "I am going to be pissed if I am doing massage all day tomorrow with my sinuses going crazy because you just HAD to have help in the kitchen right now. WE HAVE TO STOP, I OWE IT TO MY CLIENTS."
3:20 AM, Me: <returns to the screen, and notes that it's taken longer to recount this sequence of events in text than my husband spent actually doing any work in the kitchen all weekend>
@BigDaddyAmin said:
Ehhh. I am suspicious. Don't think the majority of people are going there to drink tea and hear the shamisen.
I don't play there so I don't know about there, but considering I managed to pull off the above on Shang for two years solid, it's possible. And if it's possible on Shang, it's definitely possible on not-Shang!