Well, perhaps not all that final. I mean, as mankind increases propulsion technology, it's inevitable that the entirety of space will be explored eventually, and there will undoubtedly be more frontiers to explore. Like the depths of the human mind; just a few short years ago, no one would have imagined the power a man's mind could have on the world around him, and now the fucking moon was destroyed by thought alone. Definitely a frontier that we've only just begun to touch.
Or how about the depths of a man's hatred? No, not hatred, but loathing, a burning, white-hot fire of absolute repulsion?
The Arcadian Elder, Houn, suddenly realized he was thinking in italics again. Mental indulgences like these tend to crop up from time to time when you get punted into fucking space.
"Calm," he said to himself, supressing his rage, trying his best to ignore his surroundings, or rather, the lack thereof. He tried very hard not to think about his present, because for the present, he couldn't do anything about his present. Instead, he retreated once again back into the past, into his mind, summoning up through force of will a replaying of those events that led to this situation. This would be the 237,649th replay; he felt it was important to keep track of things like that, to keep his mind sharp. Since here in the cold, black bossom of the void, his mind was pretty much all he had.
It had begun so well; the people of Arcadia had been won over, and he'd managed to cure the New Renegade, Rainfall, of the worst of his mental afflictions, and in doing so had won a powerful ally for the planet. Yes, he had been a good leader, and had nearly secured Arcadia's security and independance for generations. But then, that fiend Gumpy, the one they called Quicken, caught him by surprise with a telekinetic attack of inconceivable power, booting entirely off the planet. The New Renegade was lost to him, along with Arcadia, and life as he once knew it.
But, he would not be defeated so easily. Oh no, not at all. He may not have been an aberation of psychic energy like the rest of these charletans, but years of discipline and study had left him with power nearly on par with theirs, and a simple thing like being knocked into orbit would not stop him.
He would find a way back to his beloved Arcadia. He would find his way back to the begining. And then, he would have is revenge on the one that started this all. On the one who's actions started the chain of dominoes that ended with Houn's cold and dark solitude.
Incidentally, I think I can tweak things a little bit and run with 65 players. If I wait until the game's full I'll likely have missed another night by the time all PMs are out.
So sign-ups will end in two hours, and I'll start sending out role PMs. If everything goes to plan, day one will kick off at 10pm. And yes, that's GMT.
Also a polite reminder: please message me for clarifications etc. The only reason you should go within 30ft of the Supercomputer is to send in nightly orders.
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Steam
Can't kill me if I'm not playing. I'll oblige.
U MAD?
White FC: 0819 3350 1787
*cough* That was so long ago I can't seem to remember exactly what you mean...
LoL: BunyipAristocrat
Honestly that was so epic that I can only pretend to grudge.
Because god damn that was fucking clutch.
Stop that.
Incidentally, I think I can tweak things a little bit and run with 65 players. If I wait until the game's full I'll likely have missed another night by the time all PMs are out.
So sign-ups will end in two hours, and I'll start sending out role PMs. If everything goes to plan, day one will kick off at 10pm. And yes, that's GMT.
Soo, GMT+1, will that be 11 PM, or 9 PM?
Timezones confuse me, ohyeah.
So 10 pm (22:00) plus one is 11 pm (23:00).
It's that simple! (Except when dealing with daylight savings time, then shit hits the fan)
Steam
I am the walrus, coo coo ca choo!
edit: waaaait a min he just added story to the second post
what
Oh shit
Steam
I'm excited
Screw the GIANT INDESTRUCTIBLE DEATH ROBOT, Daylight Savings Time is coming
edit: dammit you changed the title while I was posting!
...alhough if you deliberately just want to be a reserve ignore me
Sorry for the vague message. I actually intended to !sign up. So I think that puts us at 66 based on the list on the first page.
I will still accept sign-ups (and reserves, of course) up until 70 slots, as long as they're in well before Day 1 begins at 10pm.
YES
ALL OF YOU.
White FC: 0819 3350 1787
Steam
What time is it where you're at?
Steam
NOT IF I KILL ME FIRST
White FC: 0819 3350 1787
Google told me so
damn it, you beat me there
Steam
That is correct!
Also a polite reminder: please message me for clarifications etc. The only reason you should go within 30ft of the Supercomputer is to send in nightly orders.
Steam
Move along.
Nothing to see here.
BUT HE'S RIGHT THERE
Steam