EDIT: Gameworld info on my blag Musings of a Fennec

We're looking for 1-2 players for a shadow run game with voice over skype and using the Roll20 platform.

We're not taking just anyone as we will need to feel a good connection with the people we play with and our RP styles!

We're looking to play with people we haven't really played with before to switch things up!!


We start NEXT WEEK

This is not adult/xxx RP!!!!!

you must:

be 21+ (We just wanna play with people closer to our age XD)
Speak fluent English
commit to a game once a week on Sunday at a pre-determined time and not miss games (again, NOT MISS GAMES!!!)
have a mic and a skype account
be into plot-oriented games
NOT be a munchkin
Have SOME RP experience, shadow run experience is a plus.

And

Give me a short written description of your gaming style and preferences so I can tell if you'd be a match for us or not!!


Please contact allenc allenc with your information. You will be contacted only if he's interested in having you join our game and/or has more questions.

please don't take it personally if you're not contacted. Many may apply, few will be contacted. We're looking for the right match.

All questions should be sent to allenc

If you comment on this journal with questions I'm only gonna tell you to go talk to him XD so save me the trouble and just go speak with him!





<3 hope to make a few new friends through this!! <3 Lookin' forward to playing!!!

-Dixie

. . . are "What Might Have Been". So many things are going through my mind right now, things I might have done, or could have prevented from happening by doing something. What if I'd ignored the "best" answers to my problems and ideas. What if I'd gone instead of stayed. What did I do wrong? Did I ask too much, or did I do too little? Is there anything I could do to make it better? Should I move ahead? What do I do now?

I don't have the answers to any of these questions. I don't think anybody does. I just wish . . . I don't know what I wish anymore. Looking back causes nothing but pain, Looking ahead shows nothing but more lows. I don't know where to go from here. I don't know if I want to go anywhere; there's nowhere I want to be.

And before anybody gets worried, no, I'm not going to hurt myself. I don't think I could do that, no matter how bad things look.

Six in the morning, dehumidifier makes weird noise. Is fixed now, but I can't get back to sleep; too depressed T-T

I'd type it out here, but that would probably just cause drama. Suffice to say, I can't wait until I'm back in the city, among people and places that I can actually go to

Some people are perfectly able to do menial things for hours on end. I am not one of those people. After a couple of hours of picking things up, and putting them down somewhere else, I'm braindead. I need stimulation! It wouldn't be that bad, but I'm not allowed to wear earphones. Sure, there's a CD player, but the conversation went something like this:

Boss: bring whatever music you like, we're not picky
me: coolies! *brings variety*
Boss: *turns off anything that isn't ACDC after 5 minutes*

I have nothing against ACDC, but I'm getting sick of the same CD, all day every day.

On top of that, my contract said that I'd be spending 8hrs a week making fruit trays n shit. I'm so good at keeping shelves full that they won't LET me do anything except stock shelves. I like making trays T-T

. . . said nobody ever. Seriously, this stuff is like cocaine in a can. I never liked energy drinks, and I'm still not a huge fan, but holy balls o.0! I bought one because I was crashing at work, chugged it on my break. The rest of the afternoon, I was ridiculously cheerful and had to restrain myself from speed-walking everywhere with my grocery cart. I even took the long way home on my bike, sprinting most of the way.

Still hate the taste though.

[EDITED] I remembered one!

For years, I've been coming up with isolated ideas, or as I've started to call them, "seeds". Some more developed than others, but none fleshed out enough to become a writing piece or a full roleplay. It's getting to the point that I'm forgetting the older ones, replacing them with newer, but not necessarily better ideas. I want to work on these, but I just can't find the time or inspiration to get past the seed idea.

Instead of letting the ideas wither and die on the vine, I'm going to dump them here. I might move them to a document on dropbox sometime, but for now, this journal will do. Some of these are developed concepts, others are just a basic story premise.

There are two factions in the world, the humans, who specialize in mind magic, and the scalies (for lack of a better name) who specialize in elemental magic. They are, of course, at war. Each believes the others are evil and horrible. During one battle, the protagonist is blinded by a flame spell. He is nursed back to health by a mystery woman, and falls in love with her. as his sight comes back, he discovers that she's a scaly, and his sworn enemy. [insert love and tolerance message here]. Don't have an ending for this one

The realm's best knight has married and retired in secret, his family not knowing who he used to be. His country is mounting an expedition to find a lost colony across dangerous territory, and needs the best to protect the caravan. He is drafted, and his son comes with him. They find the "missing" colony well and prospering. The colonists imprison the rescuers, as they don't WANT to be found. They'd rather be forgotten.

Meanwhile, back in the big city, the rest of the knight's family is coming to terms with their newfound wealth and status. Luckily, they have the knight's retired and crippled master to help with this. After being injured badly in a training accident years ago, she embraced her nobility, and helps the knight's wife and younger children fit in.

Da Vinci Code-style story, set in the modern world. A teenage boy receives a sealed envelope in his grandfather's will. It contains a letter explaining that magic is real, and that the family is the last keeper of the secret. It also includes the first clue to finding the book of magic that is his heritage. There is an organization also after the secret (how they know, or why they care I have no clue). Race against time!

(possible D&D plot) Mystarylxember (Mystie), an overly chatty brass dragon befriends a group of adventurers, and allows them to use her den as their base of operations, so long as they bring back news of their adventures. She even hints at where they might find some people in need. They go on adventure after adventure, starting to see a pattern. There is someone behind much of the evil in the land, but they can never quite catch up with whoever is causing the problems. As time goes on, they piece together the clues, eventually figuring out that the one behind all their problems is the very dragon giving them shelter. She isn't doing it to be evil, or to hurt anyone; she's lonely, and wants to make sure the adventurers always come back to talk to her again.

(poetry/song) "Other Me". A piece where the singer goes into a grocery store, and finds himself working there. The two talk, and find that the singer is the one who jumped on opportunities as they presented themselves, while the grocery worker let them slip past. The two both cry, one in shame for the failure he's become, the other in pity. The singer goes home, looks at himself in the mirror, and despises what he sees; a successful person with no personality. The grocery worker goes home and does the same, seeing a failure of a man. They both hang themselves, unable to cope with their lives.

(this one's for a medieval themed D&D/rpg) The king's daughter is sick, poisoned by a courtier. There is an antidote, but since the poison is so rare and old, the antidote has been dropped from common knowledge. The heroes are tasked with finding it, and only have a week. (suspension of disbelief people!) Sitting at the tavern, they hear a bard playing the crowd's fave folk song; scarborough fair. Clever adventurers will hear the nonsene refrain, and realize it's a clue; parsley, sage, rosemary, thyme. These alone aren't enough though, there's a missing ingerdient. If they do a little research, they'll find that scarborough is the name of a town that used to be nearby, centuries ago. It was famous for the beautiful red flowers that grew there. The flowers are known a "Love Lays Bleeding", and they are the fifth ingredient (he was once a true love of mine). The song isn't a love song, it's an oral memory version of the remedy.


I'm sure there are more ideas in my noggin, but they're buried a bit deeper than these at the moment. As I think of them, I'll pop some more up. Don't get your hopes up though; these are what I think are the gems of the ideas. The rest are much less complete.

Parents away for the weekend? Methinks it's time for a VHS disney marathon!

Life has ways of setting you in your place sometimes. Had some rocky parts with a close friend, it's really thrown me for a loop lately. We finally had a big throw-down, letting it all loose. We're still friends, but I was just . . . flat. Felt like my world was ending.

Then there's a huge thunderstorm outside. I sit and watch it. I guess you could call it meditating. Didn't think of anything, just enjoyed the beauty of nature's fury. I still don't feel all that upbeat, but the world isn't over anymore. I don't know where I'm going, but I can't let one thing stop me, no matter how big it was.

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.

I've read a bunch of creepy and horror-ish books, but the closest thing I've seen to scary I've seen on the "big screen" is Blair Witch Project. Not particularly creepy, I'll admit.

Can anybody give me suggestions on some horror films? I'm thinking more the creepy stuff, not just gore-porn like SAW. Bonus points if it's something that will make you think, instead of just making you jump.

Suggestions below, or sent via skype! I can't guarantee I'll find the time to watch everything, but I'll make the attempt!

I invented a new D&D joke spell. This was basically the only interesting thing to happen to me all week.

Leomund's Stuffy Broom Closet
Evocation [Force]
Level: Sor/Wiz 1
Components: V, S, M
Casting Time: 1 standard action
Range: 20 ft.
Effect: Special
Duration: Permanent (See Below)
Saving Throw: None
Spell Resistance: No

You create a portal to an extra-dimensional space that you and any number of other individuals may enter. They may come and go into the space through the portal at will, but the caster must remain, or the spell will end.

The space consists of a 5ft by 5ft by 9ft wood-panelled closet, partially filled with cleaning implements of all descriptions, and a single satsuma. These cannot be removed from the space - except for the satsuma - but are otherwise fully functional. The temperature is just slightly warmer than the caster would find comfortable, and there never seems to be enough air for everyone. While any number of individuals may enter, the space to accommodate them does not increase.

Due to the odd clutter of the closet, the floor is treated as rough terrain. For the purposes of keeping the portal open, the single satsuma may take the place of the caster, as long as it remains fresh. Researchers
have been trying to puzzle out the reason for this phenomenon for decades, and are unable to duplicate its effect.

Material Component
A glass jar containing a sticky substance, which is shattered on the floor at the casting of the spell.

So it wasn't much of a mass upload. Turns out I've already put some of the pics here, and the others I'm too lazy to re-size everything from print-size to post size.

Still stuck at my parents' place, looks like I probably won't be back in the city for a few weeks. Applied for a job at the local grocery store; they claim they need someone in the deli/bakery. The pay is ok, much better than what I'm getting now at least (which is nothing).

Ok, maybe not /mass/ upload, but I'll be going through my commissions folder and uploading stuff that I'm in to this account. In case anyone was under the delusion that I'm an artist, I'll dispel that right here. Almost none of the visual uploads here are/will be drawn by me. They are by others, who will be credited when I can.

[8:49:08 PM]hmm, fuck you brain
[8:49:16 PM] Irontail: thought 1: Furries probably love the classic Doctor Dolittle
[8:49:32 PM] Irontail: thought 2: pushmi-pullyu is a cool character
[8:49:38 PM] Irontail: thought 3: rule 34

Seriously, I've only seen two renditions of this character on FA. Foxeh wants MOAR!

Brief description: The pushmi-pullyu is a cross between a unicorn and an antelope. It has two heads, with one of each breed on each end of its body. They generally don't agree on things, often trying to walk in two different directions simultaneously.

In my brief search, this is the only pic I could find of the "literary" image, rather than "movie" characer
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6037906/ by  Lokilover

That feel when not only does the guy on youtube have more education than you could dream of, but he makes more money schlepping about in Minecraft than you ever could actually USING your education.

Youtube officially wins the award for the most crazy of the April Fool's Day jokes. At the time of this journal, they've been reading off the titles of youtube videos "nominated" for best video for almost 7 hours straight. They claim that they're going to read out all the titles to the moment of the starting of the ceremony, requiring just over 2 years.

<claps> Well done Youtube, well done!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HGeMGqVKD6A

EDIT: Explanation here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H542nLTTbu0&feature=etp-pd-jke

For years, I've been labouring under the impression that "googolplex" was the largest named number. Today I learned that there's a number so unimaginably big, that even the number of DIGITS it has can't be described with mathematics.

WARNING!!! MATH AHEAD!!! THE SQUEAMISH SHOULD LOOK AWAY BEFORE THEY ACCIDENTALLY LEARN SOMETHING!!!

Ok, so everyone is familiar with 3^3 (three squared). Another way to represent this is 3↑3. (that's an arrow, in case the font is too small). Next, there's 3↑↑3, which translates to 3↑(3↑3), or 3↑27. 3↑↑3 is already in the trillions.

To understand how big this number is, let's take a journey. It starts with this:

g1= 3↑↑↑↑3

Already we have a huge number. Prepare to have the floor drop out from under you.

g2 = 3↑↑↑ . . . ↑3, which has g1 ↑s. g3 has g2 ↑s. To get to this largest number (called Graham's Number), you'd need to get to g64. This number is so ridiculously large that (supposedly) if you crammed the complete knowledge of it into the human brain, the sheer number of neurons required to store the info would create a black hole. And people say math isn't interesting x3

Started trying to find music to listen to while I cleaned, ended up watching the bulk of an opera from 1983. Thanks a lot Internet :p

Perhaps I missed a memo, but it seems that even REFERRING to piracy online these days is considered somewhat illegal. I tried to look up a fix for a game that I already own, only to find that more than half of the search results were removed, due to DMCA Cease and Desist orders. Yeah, most of the websites were probably hosing other, less-legal stuff, but a good portion of what they do is legal and helpful!

I understand copyright infringement protection, but this is just getting silly

Went on Netflix for the first time in ages. Not really feeling the mood of a full film, I was putting through the section of TV shows when I stumbled on something I'd never thought I'd see again. It's been so long since I've watched it, I forgot that it even existed.

Once Upon a Hampster! So much more cheezy than I remember it. Granted, it's been over 15 years since I've last watched it.

Apparently every time I've been ignoring the false fire alarms in my building, I've been committing a Level 3 Offense. To put that into perspective, there are only 3 levels of offense possible in my contract. Some of the other Level 3 offenses? Possession of firearms or explosives, sexual harassment, and property damage. Really, I don't mind the fact that we're supposed to evacuate the building in case of the alarm going off; that just makes sense. What bothers me is that we were never told that we had to. The PA system tells everyone to stay in their suites, and the Residence Handbook tells everyone to pay attention to the PA system. Going from "do what you're told" to "run the fuck away or we will evict you permanently" seems a bit drastic.

I dunno, I guess I'm just suffering from "boy who cried wolf" syndrome. In the six years I've lived here, there have been alarms set off about once every month or so. Exactly three of these alarms weren't false. None of them were actually fires, or required evacuation. Two were someone burning something in the oven, and one was someone tampering with the sprinkler system. I REALLY don't want to be pried out of bed, dressed, and stump down 13 flights of stairs because some drunk fuck on the 3rd floor thought he'd have a laugh. The only saving grace that I can think of is that causing a false alarm is ALSO a level 3 offense. Evict that fuck pls? Kthxbai

There is only one word used to describe one's level of awesome that has been in constant use since it's inception. Most come and go with the age, such as hip, rad, sick, wicked, dope, groovy, sprezzatura, itutu. Only one has kept its meaning: cool. Ever since its first use in the early jazz and blues clubs of North America, the word "Cool" has been used to describe people that one wishes to emulate, that have qualities that set them apart from the standard person. It might just be one of the few words in the English language that will hold its meaning for decades, or even centuries, to come!

- idea taken from Vsauce on youtube http://www.youtube.com/user/Vsauce?feature=watch

and an interesting chart to accompany it; a timeline of "cool things" http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikiped....._Timeline2.png

I'm not sure what amazes me more, that this guy makes a series about walking in a straight line in Minecraft, or that he's 223 episodes, 2 years, and roughly $70 000 into it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tACpxHjbozA

IT seems my brain is trying to troll me again. It knows that normal nightmares don't really bother me, so it gets creative. This time, I was giving a presentation to my class at University, when someone called me into the next room to fix some computer or something. When I got back and started to give the presentation again, the class drew my attention to the newest member, my GF Kaesa, who they'd shipped up from Georgia just for me. I literally fell over, my legs wouldn't work. Then, while I was still recovering, the class presented me with a cheque for $100 000, enough to cover all of my school debts, and to go to college and pick up a technical diploma in network admin (I really dislike being a classroom teacher, tech stuff is what I always wanted to do). I was almost crying, I was so happy, my life had picked up so much from where it was.

Then I woke up. Alone, stuck in a carrier I hate, $50 000 in debt with no way of paying it off anytime soon, and with few friends, none of which are in my program at university. I really DID cry this time.

Fuck you Brain. Fuck you so hard.

The last several times I've gone to McDonalds (yes, I know, don't tell me how bad it is), every single time they've told me "I'm sorry, we don't have any of that available. To start with, it was the Teriyaki Cashew salad. I STILL haven't been able to find it in stock. I'm curious damnit! Today, it was the spicy thai sandwich on promo. Seriously, you REALLY should keep the item with the biggest display window in stock people. The biggest issue is that I don't WANT any of their other stuff. I go there for the stuff I order, not the generic McBoring Burger.

. . . Yeah, I'm aware of how whiny this sounds. I'll just go back to staring at the wall.

Oh, and my freezer stopped working again. Fun.