It was incredibly fun to reconstruct and activate the cow launcher. One thing which is especially fun is that sometimes it will launch a lot of cows, around 8-10, and they form a continious straight line while in air.
It was also satisfying to grab all the loot from them afterwards, too.
Nice!
Hehe, thanks :P. And yeah, by the time I was done mucking about and had completed this tutorial, I had quite a few stacks of beef and leather.
Added some lore to the bio, in the second paragraph.
Server Application
OOC
IGN: ii_GoldDigger_ii
Age: 12
What other RP experience have you had before? As well as several RP servers and a few Forum RP games, I was a player on the previous launch of RetroFuture as well as the latest VaultRP launch.
Define Metagaming: Using OOC info IC
Define Powergaming: Controlling a situation through RP, i.e dodging every punch or avoiding being handcuffed when 3 people are RPing holding you down.
Have you read the rules? Steamed Veggies
IG
Hope you didn't think I was finally going to make a normal char...
Name: Laris Agrippa
Gender: He just can't decide. Does he want to be rough and playful, or sassy and sexy? Decisons, decisions...
Age: 74
Appearance: He is a Caucasian man with grey and silver hair that is almost entirely gone other than a band around his head and a tuft on top. He wears a white shirt with rolled up sleeves under a garish pink waistcoat , open at the chest to reveal chest hair. He wears very skimpy shorts, and high-top gold-laced boots. Oh, and he has my gloves. All of my chars have my gloves. All of them. His eyes appear to be half closed and he often wears lipstick.
Roleplay Example:
Barkeep: Uh, sir, it's nothing against you personally, but, um, we don't serve your kind here.
Laris: What ever are you talking about, silly?
Barkeep: Well, it's not really my choice, it's just a lot of the patrons here don't take kindly to... well...
Laris: What? Spit it out! Although I prefer to swallow! AHAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA! *slaps barkeep on shoulder*
Barkeep: Gays! We don't serve gays here!
*Laris looks dumbstruck*
Laris: What... what did you just call me?
Barkeep: Are you kidding me? With the pink, and the swallowing, and... and everything!
Laris; Excuse me! Colors don't have a sexual preference! And we're in a bar, I meant swallowing drinks! Jesus!
*Laris picks up the bar rag and a bottle of rum, lights the bar rag in the fireplace, smashes the rum on the floor and drops the burning rag in the rum. He then storms out of the burning building, yelling "Well I never!"
Backstory(2+ GOOD paragraphs):
For once, my character doesn't have a horribly scarring reason for why they're so ****ed up. Actually, for once one of my characters isn't completely ****ed up.
Laris grew up in a household of procrastinators and slackers. From his dad "waiting for the right job opportunity" to his mother putting off housework, Laris was never taught how to make a decision. In fact, one of the more crucial decisions his parents put off was what school Laris would go to. In the end, he was never enrolled. Having not left home since childbirth, an 8 year old Laris was very confused about what was expected of him. One day, he made the decision to find out. After putting it off for the best part of a year, he finally made a few baby steps towards his goal. He simply peered out of his bedroom window, observing the way other children behaved. Of course, knowing nothing of genders, only that the children he observed were around his age, he picked up both behavioral patterns.
His parents, especially his father, were distraught with the sudden change in their son. He would often go straight from attempting to hunt the rats that converged on the uncleared dishes to standing on chairs and screaming at them, and vice versa. After several years off this behaviour, his parents finally took him to see a psychologist, who advised his parents that the best possible thing for their son would be to enroll him in school. However, their son did not follow the psychologist's expectations. Showing a strong feeling of contempt towards the boy/girl 'templates', he continued to alternate between the two. Having observed some of the older boys behaving in a way that almost seemed to be a mix of the two, he began to copy them. He took no note of the odd names the other boys called them, for he had endured similar bullying since he had started at school. At age 37, he abandoned his home in Thespianopolis. After wandering the Rust for several years, somehow constantly managing to get patted down by thieves and brigands, and burning several small settlements that housed someone who had accused him of being gay, he settled in a small hamlet in the Rust, but now, after putting off leaving his new home for 40 years, he leaves once more to seek adventure and glory holes.
What other RP experience have you had before? As well as several RP servers and a few Forum RP games, I was a player on the previous launch of RetroFuture as well as the latest VaultRP launch.
Define Metagaming: Using OOC info IC
Define Powergaming: Controlling a situation through RP, i.e dodging every punch or avoiding being handcuffed when 3 people are RPing holding you down.
Have you read the rules? Steamed Veggies
IG
Hope you didn't think I was finally going to make a normal char...
Name: Laris Agrippa
Gender: He just can't decide. Does he want to be rough and playful, or sassy and sexy? Decisons, decisions...
Age: 74
Appearance: He is a Caucasian man with grey and silver hair that is almost entirely gone other than a band around his head and a tuft on top. He wears a white shirt with rolled up sleeves under a garish pink waistcoat , open at the chest to reveal chest hair. He wears very skimpy shorts, and high-top gold-laced boots. Oh, and he has my gloves. All of my chars have my gloves. All of them. His eyes appear to be half closed and he often wears lipstick.
Roleplay Example:
Barkeep: Uh, sir, it's nothing against you personally, but, um, we don't serve your kind here.
Laris: What ever are you talking about, silly?
Barkeep: Well, it's not really my choice, it's just a lot of the patrons here don't take kindly to... well...
Laris: What? Spit it out! Although I prefer to swallow! AHAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA! *slaps barkeep on shoulder*
Barkeep: Gays! We don't serve gays here!
*Laris looks dumbstruck*
Laris: What... what did you just call me?
Barkeep: Are you kidding me? With the pink, and the swallowing, and... and everything!
Laris; Excuse me! Colors don't have a sexual preference! And we're in a bar, I meant swallowing drinks! Jesus!
*Laris picks up the bar rag and a bottle of rum, lights the bar rag in the fireplace, smashes the rum on the floor and drops the burning rag in the rum. He then storms out of the burning building, yelling "Well I never!"
Backstory(2+ GOOD paragraphs):
For once, my character doesn't have a horribly scarring reason for why they're so ****ed up. Actually, for once one of my characters isn't completely ****ed up.
Laris grew up in a household of procrastinators and slackers. From his dad "waiting for the right job opportunity" to his mother putting off housework, Laris was never taught how to make a decision. In fact, one of the more crucial decisions his parents put off was what school Laris would go to. In the end, he was never enrolled. Having not left home since childbirth, an 8 year old Laris was very confused about what was expected of him. One day, he made the decision to find out. After putting it off for the best part of a year, he finally made a few baby steps towards his goal. He simply peered out of his bedroom window, observing the way other children behaved. Of course, knowing nothing of genders, only that the children he observed were around his age, he picked up both behavioral patterns.
His parents, especially his father, were distraught with the sudden change in their son. He would often go straight from attempting to hunt the rats that converged on the uncleared dishes to standing on chairs and screaming at them, and vice versa. After several years off this behaviour, his parents finally took him to see a psychologist, who advised his parents that the best possible thing for their son would be to enroll him in school. However, their son did not follow the psychologist's expectations. Showing a strong feeling of contempt towards the boy/girl 'templates', he continued to alternate between the two. Having observed some of the older boys behaving in a way that almost seemed to be a mix of the two, he began to copy them. He took no note of the odd names the other boys called them, for he had endured similar bullying since he had started at school. He continued to live a fairly normal life, eventually settling in a small hamlet in the Rust, but now, after putting off leaving his hamlet for 40 years, he seeks adventure and glory holes.
Too many cupcakes and candies and pies, oh my! And too many sugar cubes and sugar canes and sundaes and sarsaparillas. And waaaaaaaaaaaay too much chocolate-fountainy-goodness. Omnomnomnomnomnomnom!
0. Ninja'd. And Jaden, you tarnish the name of Lauren Faust. I release gas in your general direction. It is simply not possible to love and tolerate some ponies.
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Hehe, thanks :P. And yeah, by the time I was done mucking about and had completed this tutorial, I had quite a few stacks of beef and leather.
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Thanks for the laughs man.
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And Most Genius ******** Inventor in the History of Minecraft? What an honor
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How did I miss this!?
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Too many cupcakes and candies and pies, oh my! And too many sugar cubes and sugar canes and sundaes and sarsaparillas. And waaaaaaaaaaaay too much chocolate-fountainy-goodness. Omnomnomnomnomnomnom!
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0. Ninja'd. And Jaden, you tarnish the name of Lauren Faust. I release gas in your general direction. It is simply not possible to love and tolerate some ponies.