This thread is to post the logs of our adventures (which were started here) both for people who are part of the RP but who were absent at the time, and for everyone else so they can get hyped about this! I am basically compiling everything and editing it to fit an "MSPA" format, but it should be noted that at no point are words put into players mouths and that only a minimal amount of their dialogue gets cut, usually for expediency. Remember though, even though it appears like suggestions are a possible thing, they aren't. Anything that gets put here is put up some time after things were RP'd!
A fine GENTLEMAN stands in his room next to a pile of various assorted liquors. Today, JUNE 8TH, 2011, isn't his BIRTHDAY. That was months ago. What shall we call him?
No. No we're not doing every stupid little RUNNING GAG. There's way too many of you for that. Let's try something helpful, DICKWEED. Actually, no. Let's just ask the "little" guy himself what he wants to be named.
VC: I have a name already. It's Jason Creed.
Oh. Well. There we go then. Your name is JASON CREED. As an ADULT HUMAN OF THE MALE PERSUASION,some might refer to you as an OVERGROWN MAN-CHILD. You hold a vast knowledge of FIREARMS AND MILITARY TECHNOLOGY, some talent for ARTIVE CRAP of all varieties, and a notably escapist passion for VIDEO GAMES that led you to acquire a college degree in ARTIVE CRAP FOR VIDEO GAMES.
You like FIGHTING but you try to maintain a stance of outward pacifism to keep yourself from landing in jail. People frequently make the assumption that you're REALLY INTO ANIME because of the way you act and dress, but you're not. I mean, kind of. But not really. Your bleak, shittily drawn LIVING ROOM is DEPRESSINGLY MONOTONE and littered with RANDOM CRAP.
Given your degree in ARTIVE CRAP FOR VIDEO GAMES, you were very curious about a game called SBURB that never made it out of Beta testing. You have been trying to get ahold of a copy of the Beta for months because you lost your JOB so you have nothing better to do, except goof off on pesterchum. Your chumhandle is vengeanceCreed and you emphasize some letters -(v)-ery oddly.
So, what will you do?
Jason: Scream like a howler monkey and fill your liquor with a "special" ingredient.
Yeah we're gonna be someone else if you won't be useful.
You are now this DUDE over here. And you're on PROBATION from offering suggestions, SHITSTAIN, so I'll be filling in the names. Your name is CAMERON DAVIS. You don’t really have a preferred nickname, but if people call you CAM, you think that’s perfectly fine. You are 17 YEARS OF AGE, and you are currently a SENIOR in HIGH SCHOOL, and tend to ENJOY THE WONDEROUS NATURAL SIGHTS AND VALUABLE EXPERIENCES EACH DAY BRINGS. You realize you are YOUNG and have a WEALTH OF LIFE TO EXPERIENCE, and are OCCASIONALLY UNSURE ABOUT YOURSELF.
You have a plethora of things that STRIKE YOUR FANCY, each of them equal and dear to your person. You have a KEEN APPETITE FOR KNOWLEDGE, always ready and willing to acquire information. Not surprisingly, you are also an AVID READER, and are always on the lookout for INTERESTING PIECES OF LITERATURE; you are also open to suggestions concerning the next book you’ll read. You have a HEALTHY ENJOYMENT OF NATURE, and are always appreciative of the BEAUTY AND INSPIRATION it provides, especially when the INSPIRATION comes from your BELOVED DOG. Your love of MUSIC is readily apparent; you’ve engaged in BROADENING YOUR MUSICAL PALATE in your free time.
You enjoy holding conversations with all of your wonderful compatriots via PESTERCHUM, and strive to regularly keep yourself as AMICABLE AS POSSIBLE, even when you are in a FOUL MOOD, which is RARE FOR A PERSON SUCH AS YOURSELF. Your chumhandle is unbiasedCompatriot and you speak, with your shockingly deep voice, in a manner befitting your person; calm, cool, and collected. Soon, you will play a much lauded game with three other of your close allies, and together you will embark on a journey of epic proportions, one which will surely culminate in a triumphant victory. For now, however, you aren’t playing the game.
What will you do?
Cameron: Retrieve arms.
Arms? Like, weapons? Do you even HAVE weapons in your room? Does ANYONE have weapons in their room?
...Wait. You're on PROBATION. If you can't stay quiet with this DUDE, we'll just have to move onto the next one.
You're now this guy. Your name is WILL BROOKS. You have a number of interests. One of your interests is writing and performing MUSIC, and a number of your instruments, including your BASS, GUITAR, and CELLO are scattered about your room haphazardly. You also enjoy taking part in POOR ORGANIZATION. It is one of your favorite activities. Actually, it is not an activity, but a weakness of yours. Sometimes you can't even keep your own thoughts in any sort of recognizable order.
An activity you actually do enjoy is WRITING. You have spent many an afternoon scratching away in one of your many CREATIVE WRITING NOTEBOOKS with a DIXON TICONDEROGA NUMBER TWO GRAPHITE WOOD PENCIL, your favorite writing implement. You keep many boxes of this pencil, unsharpened, in your room at all times, and several, sharpened, on your person. Additionally, you are fascinated by SCIENCE, and are majoring in COGNITIVE SCIENCES as well as in MUSIC.
In an attempt to counter your poor organization, and also your belief that we should all apply the rigorous procedures of science to our everyday lives, you use your favorite pencils to take notes of OBSERVATIONS that you make on a number of CLIPBOARDS. Because of your poor organization and generally un-rigorous attitude, these notes are in more disarray than most people have ever seen anything in. Seriously, you are a mess of a young man.
Your chumhandle is chaoticEmpiricist and sometimes, whan you get excited, your bran can movre faster nan yor mouth. *sometimes; when; brain; move; than your. Speaking of things that get you excited, today you will be playing a game with three of your closest internet acquaintances. The whisperings of the interwebs tell you it will have strange reality-warping properties, and you would love to see them up clase and collect data. *close.
What will you do?
Will: Play haunting cello refrain.
Naturally, the only sensible thing to do is goof off with playing MUSIC. But that'll take time, so we'll move onto someone else. Thanks for putting in a suggestion that isn't DOOMED to DISGUST everyone, though.
You're now this LOSER. Your name is JEREMY JAEGERS. When you’re not procrastinating on the internet, you spend countless hours watching ALL SORTS OF MOVIES and collecting MEMORABILIA related to them. Your inexistent taste in movies means you enjoy them all, though you have a particular fondness for CULT CLASSICS and REALLY OLD MOVIES. You also maintain a number of SHITTY SPACE WASTERS, most notably TOY ROBOTS, KNIGHTS and BIRDS.
Your chumhandle is rampagingGeneral and you like to use go on and on for quite some time about things, and tend to use British spellings, which only increases the labour you put into typing ...
Right now you are casually browsing the internet while listening to some noisy GUITAR DRIVEN MUSIC, probably wasting time at the expense of more important things, like playing a game with THREE FRIENDS.
What will you do?