So I've been thinking about starting an Upwind RP for a while, and I just wanted to do a quick little focus group right here to see if people would be interested in that.
For those who don't know what Upwind is, think Treasure Planet meets Studio Ghibli's Laputa/Castle in the Sky. The original game is played with a deck of cards instead of dice, which makes for some very interesting game play, but as a lot of you know I don't like doing number systems over a forum RP, so unless people are interested in that, it's gonna be numberless.
If I see that a couple people are interested in it, I'll start a bigger interest check and start working out the finer details to compose a story and hopefully rope in some other willing fools.
On my coffee table I currently have a gun, a bottle of whisky, an Oreo and roughly 15 VHS' stacked neatly into a pile that is organized by color. I have guests coming over tonight and I'm half tempted to leave the coffee table as is just to fuck with the people.
I'm having friends over for some fun party times and one of them just brought out our High School yearbook. There's a picture of me dressed as slutty Indian Jones for prom night XD. Fond memories of that night.
Hey ya'll, quick apology to anyone I'm RPing with. I'm said I'd post today (or yesterday I guess considering it's 3 am for me now) but looks like that's not the case. I got home from work really late and I'm flipping exhausted. This stupid b-word is trying to kill the company I work for, so guess he gets to deal with her? ME! Anyway, I'm going to sleep. I'll write tomorrow probably.
On the 26th I'm flying out to meet with the band Tides of Man to discuss business things! If I'm not around as much, it's probably because I'm hanging with those guys, but I'll be back to regular posting in a week. Wish me luck ya'll.
Man, I just had the realization that I actually feed my dog better than myself. On one hand, there's the pride of being a good dog owner, but on the other hand if I starve myself and die, my dog is probably going to eat me.
Happy Thanksgiving RPN! A toast to all of you for you're fantastic friendliness and beautifully creative minds and a quick apology to my RPing partners. Sorry for my absence this past week, I've been busy with my paddy guests and what not as I'm sure you all know but I'll back to writing tomorrow when I'm super hungover.
Don't forget to call your family tonight and tell them how much you love them so they can reply with how much they're disappointed in you. Make sure to get fucking wasted before hand too. That's a pro tip from me to you.
Anyway, hope you're all having a good night regardless of if you celebrate this holiday or not.
Looks like my buddy from Ireland is coming to the states to experience his first thanksgiving ever! And he's dragged his sister along too so I now have a total of three people participating in the glorious holiday with me! Yay, I won't be eating alone!
My bosses wife just came into our shop and I have to say, she's a real piece of work. Bitch is to kind a word for this monster, I'm honestly dumbstruck. I can't believe he lives with her! Hang in there pal.
STORY TIME: Today had been a long day for me and I was feeling really tired. So I decided to take a cat nap at work while all of my co-workers finished cleaning the plate maker for our presses. I told them to wake me up in twenty minutes so I can check the machines before we leave. I do this, and would you believe it, I've woken up and it's been three hours and everyone is gone. Not only that, but they buried me in cleaning rags as if to tuck me in for the night and left a note and the keys. The note reads;
"Dear *Insert Real Name Here*,
It has been twenty minutes since you have fallen into your slumber. By the time you read this it will have been longer and we will be gone. We came to wake you, but when you sleep you look really angry, and in fear of being punched or possibly worse, we decided to let you continue your dreaming. Instead we drew phallic images on your forehead using the pantone red ink. Don't forget to close up shop.
*Insert Names Here*
P.S. We're out of Pantone red, please order more."
Can you believe this shit!? I feel like I'm in a poorly written Adam Sandler Movie.