Recent content by SamRatsbane

I was gonna threaten to beat you to death, but when I quoted your post I remembered about the ghost-writing thing and I remembered what a great website this is.

[http://s568.photobucket.com/user/masdalgred/media/theytotallyremovedquotenotifications_zps673e52d4.png.html] You're a fucking idiot, Tilly.

https://31.media.tumblr.com/76480553b1c2445c04eef838713dd26f/tumblr_inline_na9q42vHd41r79jjl.gif The boyf told me "you need to show the people in that cyberpunk roleplay youre in this gif and tell them thats what the roleplays gonna be like". Working on getting him to sign up.

Let's find out.

Alright, here's what the mack is thinking. From what I'm coming to understand, these hacks are for the most part intended to be things which alter the game-world rather than the playable characters themselves, right? I like the "Penetrative Fingers" idea for climbing walls and situations like...

Void, brother. I typed this up during those five-ish days I was waiting for you to reply to my post, so it's totally outdated and I've used the opposite of what you've said's okay for my hacks. Help me work out a way to get this serviceable for the game.

Void, talk to me. Are stretchy limbs and turning my fingernails into fishhooks valid body modification hacks? 'Cause I've got an idea up here in my head.

Alright, that's all five slots filled! I guess I'll start this game in three weeks time, 'cause one of the players and I are gonna be busy for the next few weeks. Gonna be busy having sex. With each other.

Sure, if I get one last player.

"Man, guys, y'don't all gotta pay me so much attention- hold on a sec," Ribbon said, combat-rolling over to the barber standing at the foot of the staircase and jamming her middle finger up his nose, blasting a fingerful of sleep right up his nasal cavity and into his brain. "Give a girl some...

When Ribbon woke up the first time, there was giant cat rubbing her tummy. This is a Surrealist dream, she decided. Cats don't rub peoples' tummies. People rub cats' tummies. The notion was so profoundly artistic that Ribbon decided she must have seen a painting or something depicting a...

"I'll give you some fucking wounds! What are you doing here, dickhole? Are you working with the ice guy? Did you think you'd like to come watch me die? You're gonna finish me off now, huh? Well, hey, best of luck to you, because Ribbon Candy does not die easy-" Roffe was right, of course, and...

Ribbon blearily opened her eyes and lifted her head to see Roffe standing in front of her. "Y-Yorick...? What are you doing here...?" Ribbon figured she had to be dreaming. There was no reason why Roffe would be there in the basement, he'd fucked off to be an asshole somewhere else. He probably...

"A-ah... geez... oh, Jesus..." Ribbon was run through. She wasn't bleeding, which on the surface seemed fortunate, but the reason for that was that her blood was freezing inside her. Frozen blood doesn't flow. Ribbon couldn't feel any pain. She couldn't feel anything. She rubbed her fingers...