*ahem*

There was silence as he walked out upon the stage, stopping at the centre and turning to the audience. He then proceeded to bow deeply and proclaim

"Greetings for I am Roy, I am a creative writer, though it is yet to be seen if I'm a good one who has been dabbling in Rpgmaker 2k3. I have recently obtained a website to host a demo for the project I have desired to complete, I am having some issues but this is not the place for such things. No this is where I say hello hoping to be welcomed into your midst so I can assault your collective genius with mine afflictions so you may in turn defeat them, creating antibodies so that they might be cured for an eternity. Or just to find someone to plot with, love a good scheming.

As well as I'm, although I do say my self, quite the chopshop artist editing and manipulating, slicing and dicing and making something different from what I have, It's quite fun sometimes when it all goes to plan. I do love it when a plan comes together.

So yes this is myself, Roy I submit myself to your scrutiny and appraisal. Let the madness begin."

He grins with a crazed look in his eyes, waiting, watching for the audiences reply.

The a fat pedo appears, he smiles at this new commer and opens his arms wide.

For he is Boe King the pedo for hire. He loves all, and to them he gives hugs.

Hugs for those who need them, and many who don't.

Step down here and get your free hug. Don't be surprised if I slip in something extra. ^_~

*pokes the fat pedo who materialized beside her in the audience*

The guy's also legal age. Why would you want him? 0_o?

Welcome to RMRK bro.

Welcome to RMRK!

Mind the tail, follow the rules, post often and have fun!

Do you have a sword =o

The scrawny, moustached woman with the hunchback is sitting in the back, muttering under her putrid breath. "This stupid little man has come to replace me: Hasn't he? And everyone's in on it too - aren't they? AREN'T THEY?!".

Suddenly she bursts out of her seat, running towards the nearest exit - a window. She isn't bothering to stop, isn't bothering to open the glass. Suddenly a crash sounds throughout the room - and a voice: awful, scratchy, and deranged.

"WELCOME TO RMRK, MOTHERFUCKERS!"

Er, Welcome to RMRK, man whose sexual tastes are none of my business

He laughs manically before saying "oh well, your only humans after all, you really can't expect much more from them"

Boe did you know that the character Adric from Dr Who is named after a building? Adric is an acronym for ADvanced Research Institute for Computing

Then after a thoughtful pause he asks looking to Zylos "whose tail? Mine or yours? If mine which one? Oh I also noticed you trade under Foxfire Productions is this in anyway connected to the Foxfire Chronicles?"

"Oh and I'm not paying for that window"

I had sat in a pool of shadows, somewhere in the back of the hall. The pressure had been building since the young man on stage had began giving his soliloquy, but lips had been bit, and tongues had been held. After a while, I had to clench my own neck with two fingers, just to keep from screaming. Yes, tact must be kept. But how to point out to this butcher that none of what he said made sense? How does one betray falsehood onto someone who sees nothing wrong with their words? In the end, I brushed off that dusty old tenet, and let actions speak loudly. I rose, arms akimbo, and shouted:

"Your spelling and grammar are horrible!"

Zylos pondered to himself and suddenly asked aloud,
"Why is everyone talking as if we're roleplaying or something?"


Also, no. Foxfire Productions is the name of the pseudo "game company" I like to make my games under, sometimes with my friend NAMKCOR and sometimes just solo. I've never even heard of Foxfire Chronicles before.

I'm not. lol

Welcome!

Ah, I do believe I started that, it is a protective counter measure I developed to hide behind, and it's entertaining.

Also it could be a by-product of how I write creatively. Instead of creating story skeletons or plan what I want to happen. I split my mind up into the different characters and let them act out their parts, sometimes they just bicker and argue, other times line after line of text or code is created.

The madness is the only thing that keeps me sane or more to the point living. I do hope you understand, if not. Tough!

This thread is insane. @_@

Windows shatter and walls collapse from his mighty roar.
Could it be?
Hopefully.
That awesome beast of lore.

HARK!
Tis Dr_Sword
Riding his mighty Ford.
And lo he is bored.

He locks down this thread of many role,
Just because he wants to troll.
You may whine and you may cry,
Sword will not care, here's why.

He sucks at poetry and he doesnt want anyone commenting on this post so he's locking the thread. Oh the glory of being vain

Edit: Yeah I locked it for a WHOLE second, I totally got you guys >:D
Anyways, welcome Roy.

Hi.

*leaves*

hai Guys,r wE RPing here. that's is AwEsOmE!!!11!1!!2!!

*puts on his robe and wizards hat*

FUCK YOU, NPC, I WANTED TO BE THE WIZARD 

Er, the paranoid mustached currently bleeding on the pavement womanly wizard ._.

"So I began to muse, whilst rubbing my chin - for the stubble was indeed quite iritating - and to smile with a grin so non-existent, it was as if it were not there. I felt the urge to call out to this fellow? Man? No! Friend, for friend he was as all who join the circle have become friends. I wished to welcome him, to warmly show him the ways throughout which we traverse (SEXUAL PUN TOTALLY NOT INTENDED ), but mine own jealousy reared its ugly head from the chasm of my soul. What if this man were to become... popular? What if this manner of speaking should become wide-spread and attributed to him - for indeed it should come to pass that this recognition should occur were the usage of such language to be disseminated - and the wolves of desire should devour him and not those of us within the shadows... forsooth, this must never come to pass and justice - for it is ours that is the real justice - should cleave him from the scalp and make an example of him for all to follow..."

Nah, just kidding man lol. Seriously though, welcome!

Me popular? *breaks out in a fit of laughter* not in a million years (an english million too)