On shopping around for games:

[darkitydarkness]

... Really? Really?

I shouldn't have to point out why trying to play me anywhere is a bad idea. And this isn't a threat, and it isn't me being all cute and modest about how well I'd do in one of your time-wasters, or scared or nervous or whatever the kids talk about these days. It's plain fact that there's too much against us here, and oh, ~let me count the ways:

First, I'm an ""original character"". How many people do you honestly think will want to read my profile and backstory? (No, your friend doesn't count.)

Second -- well, why don't we just read that first little bit of one of my unfinished apps, hm? Heh-hem: "Species: Something called a Kheliosaur, which is a shapeshifting magic dinosaurish thing."

That's right, class! I'm a magical shapeshifting dinosaur. No, don't worry, I wasn't really concerned about having anyone tag me with a straight face.

Third, if you can get by the ~original dinosaur character~ thing, there's that part where you've also made me a god. A god of shadows, wow, it's like we're in the back row of the anime club all over again! At least you don't draw me with yu-gi-oh hair anymore (not that anyone would know, since I still only have the seven icons you cropped out of stock photos to my name right now).

Four, and this might've slipped by you during the character creation process, but I'm not a very nice guy. If I don't repel - what do you call it - 'IC CR', I'll bet I repel the players. Muns. Whatever. And not because I offend them - that'd be sad, even for your crowd - they're going to get sick of a smug asshole like me really quick.

So, go ahead, throw me at whatever OC-allowing game you want. It's just going to be an even greater waste of time than usual.



P.S Fuck you for saying I'm not pretty enough for a PB!

Comments

asshole night god, meet trickster night god

[enemyofbothsides]

[Don't mind the well-dressed Hispanic man in obnoxious black and yellow warpaint over here. He's just chillin'.]

Huh. It seems we are in the same predicament, yes? The chinequiztli speaks of 'finding me a face'. Yet do I not stand here now, speaking and living as a man would?

At the very least, your ilhuicahua has decided to take action. To think, Tezcatlipoca, left to sit and rot! A travesty.

charmed, really (omg night god high five!)

[darkitydarkness]

[In sharp contrast to that, have an ambiguously European, dark haired tired-looking guy in a long black coat, black shirt, black... you get the idea. And yes, he has a single earring, too. And also yes, he does look a little like a Matrix reject. Hey, ancient lizard-kings have way more important things to worry about than human fashion, all right?]

Right? You'd think a good old fashioned description would work in this writing-based hobby, but apparently that's too hard.

Though not harder than drawing them, curiously. Mine's under the impression that she's an artist, and she's "totally going to draw the rest of the icons some time, really!". She's all caught up on having them look 'consistent' and 'accurate' to what she has in mind.

Mortals, am I right?


Aaah, I wouldn't get too excited about this 'action'. From what I can tell, she's either going to chicken out, or she's going to throw me at a game where I'd be reincarnated as a human. Ugh.

[Said despite that very human form he is in right now. But that's voluntary, and non-permanent. Well, more non-permanent than that game... Nevermind.]

A damn shame about you, though - there's a lot of interesting stories from your part of the world, and I don't think they get appreciated enough. What's stopping your lil' puppet master?

[enemyofbothsides]

Pinning such foolishness on our lessers would be... irresponsible, yes? Peoples high and low have seen their share of failings.

[At the mention of stories, he throws his head back and laughs.]

Ha! You flatter me, stranger. That those stories survive at all is cause enough for celebration. Though now I find even my drink of choice in short supply. Can they not afford an old friend even that much? A shame.

He is young, and uncertain, though certainly unfit to bear my weight on his shoulders. Fretting and worrying about every little thing when he should simply go and do. He cannot find a 'face' for me, or he is unsure of my 'voice', when I have both to spare.

[He's just feeling really poetic today, okay? It's been a while since Tezcat's been out and about.]

[smaugilicious]

Lame, guess we'll never get to be scale buddies then.

[darkitydarkness]

[Hey cool Umbrael holds off on choking out 'are you serious?' between laughter!

Also you will note that he is in his super-attractive reptile form, just chilling. Nothing big (literally, if you're comparing to smaug). What were you saying about scale buddies?]

I never said she wouldn't, just that it'd be a waste of time.