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thanks kavaro for letting me do this bless you
You all have complaints, don't you? Worries? Fears? Sadness? General negativity? About your life, your friends, your enemies, your writer (I'm not the only one whose been thrown in a situation I hate, right? We should give them a little hell now and then for what they do, even if it's just complaining about it) and whatever else? Well, here you go! We snagged permission for this board and everything! Don't make our efforts go in vain, rant and complain away!
Some ground rules however - I know, a bore, but a necessary evil;
- No OOC complaining allowed! You writers have your board- so use it!
- Post IC!
- Don't vague eachother. I mean, if your roleplayers know eachother and have consented to it, go for it! But keep it civil in here, this isn't a battleground and I am no referee. Take it to the PMs if you want a fistfight.
- Black out triggering/sexual material for the sake of your fellow fictional beings and writers. Do that with the little two As next to the Font Sizes and check black for both.
- No slurs! That's always a general rule of thumb though, right? I don't have to mother you all, do I? No, no I don't.
- (optional) Have something that doesn't quite fit here? Head on over here to spill your thoughts! Nucille has a board up and running just for you.
Well.. that's it! Go forth in bitterness and tears and.. whatever. Just post.
"You know, I'm not just here for you to use my gift at your convenience and whenever you want and then have to suffer the consequences of the toll it takes on me for you...."
"My creator at last tried to edit my profile so it'll go hand-to-hand with my brothers. However, I guess Volodya's appearance suddenly causes my luck to plummet because this program he used...Firefox or something, froze up and wiped what my creator had worked on clean...
Fine, fine...I'm okay. Nothing is surprising with my terrible luck. It's just something I'm born with...or else I wouldn't have spent over a decade wondering if my construction would continue or abandon."
*sighs* "A bit disappointing to know the Creator is avoiding drawing you art because you're old, and she only knows how to draw young folks. It's why she designed me to be wearing this cloak all the time... so she could hide as much of my oldness as possible." *shakes head* "Ah well, she'll stop putting it off eventually... I hope. She put me on the list for OCtober for a reason, so I hope she doesn't run out of steam before she gets to me. But she's already about 20 days behind, so I won't hold my breath.
...And no, that doodle of me as a bat does not count as a reference."
"My boyfriend and I were arguing and I tried to turn into liquid to avoid the argument. He put some of me in his mouth and ran off." Alex sighs and rubs his temples, "I had to chase him down. Do you know how hard it is to chase a 4D existing man through a space ship? He can go through walls. It was a god damn mess."
"Uuuugghh why does all the things I want from Japan have to be so fricking expensive?? All I ever wanted was a life-size body pillow of Haruka Nanase!! But nooOOOOoo they have to be $70!!!! Speaking of body pillows, I,,,might have to replace some wAHHHH QvQ"
"...I just hate being stuck in long modernization process. It's already been months that they started dismantling my original armaments. So here I am, confined to a shipyard hardly farther than a kilometers away from our base and Vovka now happily hogs Nikolka and Yurka to himself. I'm so tempted to just ignore the whole procedure of being modernized and break free from this 'prison' of a shipyard then beat Vovka into pulp. While normally I don't think that Vovka would dare using his armaments against me...the fact that now my own armaments have been stripped off put me into some degree of disadvantage. Just you wait, Vovka...once they install Kalibr on me you're so definitely done for."
"Uwaaa... I-It's n-n-not fair...!! One should be down for me to rise, uuu..." She sniffed, to prevent her snot from going furthermore. "Humans are r-really ironic... S-Sometimes, I just want to s-s-save them all from being t-tormented in cages of flesh! Poor souls... It must have been bad to be sad while making others happy or vice versa... It hurts, right...?"
"I'm so god damn tired of these fucking LIONS." Finley rubs his eyes, "It always looks like the same one but that's not possible. Why is it so persistant!?" He groans and crosses his arms, "I fought the drive again and now I'm a Dullahan. My head keeps coming off! My smile keeps creeping people out. I can't touch gold! The money is made of GOLD!" Why does this have to happen to him? Why couldn't they have picked someone else for this stupid island.
"Today is...by human's tradition should be my 'birthday'? So...is it going to be too much if I say, for my birthday 'present', I want you to finish that art of Stasik you're procrastinating since yesterday, creator? ^ ^** Roska has been dying to interact with Stasik again...and...my class would eventually be all presented here, even though he is dead. Make sure you finish it today creator. I want something to distract me from the fact that this year is the year when my life long hope utterly collapsed."
"I'm hungry but Niraj is being clingy today. I know I could just feed off of him but I want to actually eat something. I guess I have to wait and feed off him to hold me over until I can go out again." Lalita sighs, "I just hate eating around him. It makes me feel bad. He doesn't need to see that." He rubs his arms. "He's been really trying to deal with it and I really tried to wean myself off of it but... I was so hungry and I almost hurt him. I know he hates it but I have to..."