The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:Working on converting all my apps and what I should keep. Also wondering how you are going to enforce a no minion policy, did they go on strike?
I can only imagine this strike had a lot to do with the Minions movie.
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by Giovenith » Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:15 pm
The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:Working on converting all my apps and what I should keep. Also wondering how you are going to enforce a no minion policy, did they go on strike?
by The New Velociraptor Empire » Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:16 pm
by Torsiedelle » Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:23 pm
The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:I knew I should have let them have movie night, now they have gone and unionized.
by Swith Witherward » Thu Sep 17, 2015 8:05 pm
The BranRiech wrote:I'm fucking done. I swear to fuck!
I had Rylli's application completely redone and everything, and the mouse had somehow wandered over to the link to Max Barry's website. I clicked it on accident and lost an hour's worth of progress. I'm so fucking done tonight.
The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:Working on converting all my apps and what I should keep. Also wondering how you are going to enforce a no minion policy, did they go on strike?
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by The New Velociraptor Empire » Thu Sep 17, 2015 8:12 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:The BranRiech wrote:I'm fucking done. I swear to fuck!
I had Rylli's application completely redone and everything, and the mouse had somehow wandered over to the link to Max Barry's website. I clicked it on accident and lost an hour's worth of progress. I'm so fucking done tonight.
I had the power go out yesterday just as I clicked the submit button. I thought it hadn't gone through. Technology... it plots against us.The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:Working on converting all my apps and what I should keep. Also wondering how you are going to enforce a no minion policy, did they go on strike?
It comes down to trusting players. The classic PL didn't have minions. We had raptor clones, but the raptors did their own work and the clone became a character. *nods* Likewise, Scarface is a character.
by Monfrox » Thu Sep 17, 2015 8:34 pm
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
by Swith Witherward » Thu Sep 17, 2015 8:37 pm
The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:I've been wracking my brain trying to figure out how I'm going to drop them. Losing Agents are easy because they are just Raptors I don't focus on. Minions in all shapes and forms are gonna be hard to completely lose but not impossible. I'm settling on just having them stop working due to the setting change rendering several principals Raptors rely on for technology inert. And I'm also gonna drop a lot of rooms along the way to scale down the house.
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by The New Velociraptor Empire » Thu Sep 17, 2015 8:51 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:I've been wracking my brain trying to figure out how I'm going to drop them. Losing Agents are easy because they are just Raptors I don't focus on. Minions in all shapes and forms are gonna be hard to completely lose but not impossible. I'm settling on just having them stop working due to the setting change rendering several principals Raptors rely on for technology inert. And I'm also gonna drop a lot of rooms along the way to scale down the house.
We're shifting over to a fully character-based game stuffed with opportunity for adventures. Minions would work for a faction game but, since the focus is on only characters and getting them integrated into the new setting, minions strip away opportunities from characters.
In truth, I'd much rather see Neil working on SCIENCE!!! than just reading a post about something minions are making. I've missed those posts so much. Like the suitcase posts when he was going at it with Bones. Those were the best.
And supplies are going to be limited, which means characters will need to get out and about in order to accomplish simple stuff. Neil and Tora could go on adventures together, seeking things to fix the lab, etc.
by The New Velociraptor Empire » Thu Sep 17, 2015 8:51 pm
Torsiedelle wrote:Torii will still be an intern, right?
by Giovenith » Thu Sep 17, 2015 9:53 pm
by The BranRiech » Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:01 pm
by Highfort » Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:03 pm
The BranRiech wrote:Would it be acceptable to start with two characters, and then add some apps as we go along (Like, once we're comfortable with how PL will progress)?
by Swith Witherward » Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:42 pm
Highfort wrote:The BranRiech wrote:Would it be acceptable to start with two characters, and then add some apps as we go along (Like, once we're comfortable with how PL will progress)?
As long as you're not playing the characters, you don't have to app them, I think. The head-start on the apps right now will be for characters who will be making the immediate jump to PL Epic, while the rest will be parked until you're ready to app them and use them. If you don't want to play certain characters because you can't come up with reasonable goals, then they can stay indefinitely parked.
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by Swith Witherward » Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:58 pm
By now, all the others who had fought at Bielefeld— At least those who had survived the Drones and and other horrid things— Were safely rested after the fall of the proposition. Only Demens took umbrage still The seasons rolling by, and his ire raised As he pondered the Universe. He would return his great magic to its heaven, Though not even there would all troubles end, Even though Residents retained within Were not pitiable, except that select few That lacked ambition and thus Remained a challenge to his temperance. But Demens was away now, among his fellows, Those Greater Beings beyond the Rim— Some which created, some which devoured— To receive a answer to the questions plaguing His restless mind and its thoughts The Greater Beings Those who were awake and gave concern, Reposed upon thrones of gold or hillocks of grass And the Father of the Hellenic Dodekatheon Was speaking as Demens arrived. His thoughts Eternally upon the foolishness of the Universe: "Gods! They are always blaming the mortals For their troubles, when their own witlessness Causes them more than they were destined for! Take Giovenith now! The godling Walks with mortals on her quest for godhood Knowing it means conflict of purpose—we did warn Her mother, no?— And they burden her so." (He said such things because Pearlelei was absent) "What are you doing about this, Demens? Does she not Reside in your Abode as a favor to our Fellow? Will you just sit on your ass and do nothing while mortals Dictate the will of the gods we created?" Demens ire grew, that Ouranos would point to him Without grasping the movements around those stars Which touched upon his neck of the woods. "Oh, hush And do not carp about that which you have not taken the Time to fathom. Your children's era has ended And their followers are lost to time and Space. Tell me, then, what bearing have I on Your loss? Summon them, that they might give an accounting! Come, Zeus! Come, Hera! And bring with you Poseidon and Demeter!" Demens raised fingers to his ear In mockery of the answer that was all to apparent: These gods had retired to their Heavens And no more troubled themselves with their mortal flocks. "You can not blame what you no longer believe in," Demens growled to his Fellows. "And the gods have Forgotten the flocks you set them to tend. A hand basket Sits in the meadow, filled with fools boarding To descend into hells which they, themselves, Crafted through their own apathy. Hush, do not Look to me for answers. I seek them myself." Gaia glared at him with contempt miring her face: "O Demens, you have no room to criticize! You hath not created gods nor drawn mortals To your breast as Elohim did. You have no idea The angst that plagues—" But the Greater Being held His hand high in rejection of her words and rants. "Don't patronize me, silly slut. I give respite. I extend myself for that good while all else Remains adrift. I draw them to me, mortal and God alike, that they might take a final Stand against the Devourers that would cast all Your creations into ruin, and consume All the good you have chosen to impart through Gods to the morals in their care. Yet All should perish from your own apathy. Reveal Yourselves then! Cast aside their doubts and Draw them to you. But you won't." "How goes that stand?" Para Bramh adjusted The cushion under him before folding great Hand together to patiently await response in Hope that he had successfully shifted blame From where it belonged and onto something Entirely different. "Ask Elohim!" came the snarled reply and Demens flung out an arm to point to Allah. Elohim hummed to himself, and at first Pretended that he had not heard, but This reaction was futile, as everyone well knew. "It goes poorly," he confessed, and Regret etched itself upon his divine features. "Demens has done well in bringing so Many in, but many remain out there and All too many lesser beings of the Universe seem Bent on following the Devourer's ambitions- We need not delve into those!- but I would Say that things have come to an impasse." "What now?" several Greater Beings asked Aloud the question that had been voiced time And time again by them over the various ages Of gods and mortals. The answer remained Eternally open, with no real decision made Regarding the matter being put to bed. "Bah, fuck you all," Demens rose in order to Depart from his Fellows. "You seem Incapable or else unwilling to Take a stand. I'll go. I'll retreat to my Sanctuary and puzzle this out for Myself!" He did depart, ascending to his place Where all was as he liked it rather than remaining A slave to physics' demands. He retreated there To grouse over the apathy outside His very gates. Blaming mortals? Nonsense, for the mortals could not Be held accountable when their Gods failed them! Rubbish! Blame the gods! Blame the deities and their games and their inability To keep themselves amused sans Mucking with the mortals in their charge! Enough! He would gather unto him all the forgotten Things in the universe- the downtrodden, The forgotten magic, the mysteries, the lost keys and Odd socks and neglected people- and house them together So that they might prove his Fellows wrong For Demens was a spiteful shit. Now Demens was a Greater Being of Chaos Rather than one of Creation, but he Had paid attention when the Universe was First set into being. He wasn't inept. He chose A spot unoccupied yet by politics and the Bullshittery that had mired his Fellows As they sat outside their creation and Bitched about all the thing that had naturally Gone wrong with it. "Fine, this isn't rocket science!" Demens squatted Over the void and looked into the abyss, Finding nothing in his way. He plucked his brow. The Greater Being was at a loss Having never attempted anything so grand. He fashioned a new dimension and moved on to populate the void with lopsided planets and suns before Focusing on the world that would house the Jumbled outcasts. And so it was that he formed The waters and land, adding the vegetation and All the things that creeped and flew and walked upon His creation. In truth, he borrowed most of it from existing works But there was nobody around to complain! Then Demens set out to draw all those lost things Unto him, pulling from Time and the ages only those that Would not be entirely missed. And so it was That his lopsided world— for nothing was to scale and he Had neglected to Close off a hole in the ocean, believing it to Add character to his work— became filled with Things fantastical and things terrifying and things that No mortal should really tangle with. But Demens— Being a Greater Being of Chaos— thought that Complacency bred apathy. But he reserved one place in particular for Part of him to reside, and thus was that part moved Without any regard to what anyone had to say. The Building came to his whisper and It settled on the grassy, windswept hillock Overlooking the odd city that, through no fault Other than bridged in the Space/Time continuum Was already ancient by time of its arrival. Demens reclined on his celestial Lay-Z-Boy— Clouds were too froofy for his tastes— to critique his own Hard work, loathe as he was to do so Lest he find too many flaws for its own good, When he was visited by none other than Elohim who Had come to see what had happened to his unicorns. "What the fuck is that?" Elohim surveyed his Fellow's work With not too kindly a grimace upon his face— in truth He was repulsed by the dimension. And then— "You stole my damn unicorns!" "Bah! Nobody believes in them anyway anymore, so What harm is there? None." "O Demens, tell me, what do you intend to do with all Of this junk?" Elohim shook his head as he considered that Demens had gone quite mad. But Demens held A hand up to brush aside concerns. "I have no idea, really," said he, "Other than perhaps Making things right elsewhere. We'll see Where this goes." So it came to pass that Elohim retreated to His celestial palace. There he reclined upon His couch and silently snickered into his sleeve at Demens' gallimaufry. |
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The Building is centric to the PLverse. When in Gallimaufry, it is located atop a grassy, windswept knoll and serves to house nearly all PCs. The interior construction appears differently to each resident (tile vs wood floors vs carpet, metal staircases vs concrete vs wood) etc. The landlord, O.C. Demens, hardly ever makes an appearance. New tenants are usually welcomed into the Building and find their contract and a key at the reception desk. The Building is sentient. It heals itself although recently the landlord has begun issuing fines to people who destroy the property without damn good reason. It's heavily protected against intrusion, to include an active security system which purges nanites and smaller things. It easily registers tech. Breaking into apartments while players are offline (and without letting them know) is taboo. Much can be said about living in the perfect place. To that end, the Building is perfect. Exterior Much larger on the inside than on the outside, it bends and folds and establishes itself as a pinnacle of perfection, taking on the outward appearance most pleasing to the viewer. The image to the right is how it looks through the eyes of a Resident. Yet, no matter the appearance, it fits the needs of all. A short set of stone steps lead up to the Building's front porch and main doors. The porch wraps around to the side and expands into a flagstone courtyard containing tables and other comfortable seating. Residents can enjoy their afternoons on this patio, or can gather around the grand fire pit at night. Lush lawns frame each side of the building. The back garden contains the pavilion where Residents gathered right after the Drone invasion ended in Bielefeld; the pavilion moves with the Building. The back garden contains a large, manicured lawn. The Building is surrounded by woodland, but its perch atop the hill allows people to overlook the woods to see the city beyond. A gravel pathway wide enough for vehicles leads from Building and through the woods to the rest of the city. Interior and Common Areas The Building's interior appears differently to each person and often echos their tastes yet some things remained the same no matter who views them: Ground Floor The foyer contains mailboxes and buzzers tucked into a tiny vestibule. It carries on into the lobby proper, touching a large reception desk and the drop box where payments are made and leases tucked.This desk is the first stop for every new resident. There is a large front window and comfortable seating. Several doors lead off the lobby - Medical Clinic, Bomb Shelter, Chaos Quarters, Gym and Pool. Thriller’s Thinking Bench and the main stairway and elevators are also found here. A door market "Maintenance" sits at the far end of the lobby and opens onto a stairwell down to the basement where the janitor and boiler rest in the maintenance corridor. The indoor pool and gym are open 24/7. These are both rather small. Two restrooms are nestled between these facilities. Second Floor The second floor (and all following floors) can be accessed via the main stairs or lifts. It should be noted that the library can often be found on this level but tends to vanish and reappear on the ground floor. This is mainly due to residents who are too lazy to go up and down the stairs. The Communal Dining Room and Kitchen seems to be where everybody seems to flock, including those with apartments that have kitchens. Breakfast is usually waffles and omelets. The communal gathering rooms sits across the hall, opposite the dining room. The furniture was appropriated from a warehouse store, the decor came from various portals, and the massive 90" Aquos LED TV was affixed to the wall in a fashion that didn't permit it to be stolen (or stolen back by the cultist that Naomi had borrowed it from.) There was a piano, plenty of leather couches, an extra table for work space, comfy leather chairs and a bar area. (Residents would need to provide their own booze.) A smaller tv is on other side of the room for game consoles. There are apartments on this level but most are filled (indeed, there are now eights floors containing apartments). The hallways provide opportunities for conversations and people roam them. Some people lurk in them. They have shadows to hide in. Basement/Garden Level It's recommended that residents stay out of the basement. Dark things lurk there and it's rumored that one of the remaining Nifid dwells there. Nifid are nasty and dangerous. The maintenance corridor is also where you can find the boiler, the janitor, and the tech priests that keep the Building running, as well as a few private apartments. Yes there really is a janitor. Heh. Made ya look. Rooftop The rooftop is a retreat during warm days. It's used for gazing at the night sky, defending the building (weapons seem to change at the drop of a hat), housing Bran's helicopter, and a quiet place to drink. Stairs lead up to it from the inside. Rooms vs Apartments Rooms: Some residents are cheap bastards and only rent rooms. They use the communal dining room and kitchen for their meals. Not So Common Areas and Other Information Restricted Areas Some apartments exist in their own little universe and can not be penetrated by outside sources. These would include Bones & Co's apartment, and The Chaos Dimension (security system begins at the stairwell entrance door in the lobby). Don't try. You'll only become frustrated... or die. Some Defenses Some apartments inside skip out of the current dimension and can NOT be entered. Infiltrating others is instant death due to magic or tech: make up a new character. Period. The building rooftop is set up to defend the building. A force field can be quickly placed to further protect the building. (It defeats magical/god powered attacks. It defeats nano, mechanical and supernatural infiltration. This came into play during the last invasion. It forms a sphere around the area, roughly ten blocks wide but it can be scaled back so it doesn't hinder a story too much. Conventional weapons won't affect it.) The Building itself is an Eldritch location, however there are a few places within it that are also Eldritch locations. Fun, no? The thing of it is, these locations exist in pocket dimensions provided by Mr. Demens. There are no gateways in or out of them, sans the apartment doors concealing them, ergo teleporting new things in or going out through portals is impossible. The Raptor House: This is where the Raptors live. It was sucked into the Building when the structure tore itself from Bielefeld. The house is located behind Apartment 8D's door. Mr. Demens was kind enough to uproot the lawn and garden surrounding it, transporting the entire thing along, so visitors knocking upon that door will open it to find themselves in a small pocket dimension replete with house and landscaping. The DEMiOs: This is the abode of the Luxans. Like the raptors' house, it is housed in a pocket dimension that can only be accessed through the apartment door. Chaos Quarters: Running theme here... pocket dimension... accessible only through the door in the lobby marked "Chaos Quarters". The avatars and cultists now have a limited back garden rather than the entire dimension Ogoti created. Hey, it cuts down on the water bill. Apartment List Basement: Nikanor Family ( Bomb Shelter - door to stairwell is off main lobby) Chaos Quarters (door to stairwell off main lobby) Rodney Bodkins (utility corridor, access via back of Building) Neste and FUBAR (utility corridor) Am (utility corridor) Deader: on 1st somewhere 2A NVE's old appartment 2B Bones & Co (Bones) 2C Marcus Usseio (Naomi's old apartment) (Swith) 2D Giovenith (Gio) 2E Dora, Luce, Chrys, Dia (Tilt) 2F Katya and Torii Dimitrov (Torsi) 2G Cuisine and MB (Tilt) 2H Volturius and Calista of Usseio aka Tipper.(Warpspace, Swith) 2J Deuce (Cer) 3A Luxan Quarters (Primordial, Insidious, Aegis) 3B Kei (Bran) 3C Thriller Family (GT) 3D Thriller's old room 3E Dan Foster (Min) 3F Stephen 3G Sapphire Thriller, Vitellius Barox (GT) 3H Superbia/Blythe (GT, Swith) 3J Lucius Lupus/Xanthe(GT, Swith) 4A Hanselmann "Hans" Fleischer-Schaefer and Chrys 4B Ocho Hobart Ono and Nila Trilb (Cer, Swith) 4C Wren Usseio(Swith) 4D Jonathan and Caroline Davenport (NVE,Swith) 4E Myra Bones (Swith) 4F Mezran, Son of Jag'oth, of the House of StoH'raQ (Min) 4G Nex (Terin) 4H Yuna and Drova (Bran) 4J Septimus Itum and Neste Trilb(Agy, Swith) (Don't ask what's on the 5th.) 6A Velocidoctor (NVE) 6B Toscha Inakov (Bran) 6C Sandy and Amanda Bela (Slo) 6D vacant 6E Flint (Mon) 6F CA-11E (Callie) (Bran) 6G Cinnamon Brittney Thompson (Mon) 6H Crysal Iracuse (TNEL) 6J Adrisal Iracuse (TNEL) 7A vacant 7B Nick (Fvaar) 7C Chernaya "Shadow" Varona, Sinyaya Ptitsa (Mon) 7D Tsu (Tsu) 7E Elka Kazatimiru (TNEL) 7F Kale Merilin (Carly) 7G vacant 7H Jasmin (Torsi) 7J vacant 8A Guild House 8B Hunter Evans (Min) 8C Something mysterious. 8D Raptor House 8E vacant 8F vacant 8G Brit (Mon) 8H Maximum Security XXIII (GT) 8J Kelly Regina (Mon) 9A Rmwtyliin Fvvarniimalasaakuuliia (Fvaar) 9B vacant 9C Kwa'a Bhewehg (Fvaar) 9D vacant 9E Nikolai-Pietr Firsov (Min) 9F vacant 9G Gefrei de Bataille (Warp) 9H Colonel Fluffy (Min) 9J vacant 10A vacant 10B vacant 10C vacant 10D vacant 10E vacant 10F vacant 10G vacant 10H vacant 10J Reserved If your character isn't on this list, please let me know. Further (old) information can be found on the PL "Building" Wiki Page |
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