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    Boo reacted to CaNz in Tweet-sized roleplaying   
    I can see why you wouldn't want to manage other people and stifle their creativity, but this whole cocept is about getting the most out of a very suppresive format. You forcing a congruent theme between points isn't going to hurt. Plus if you don't try and make your idea a reality, who will?
     
    If you wanted to colaborate on it you could probably post here. Even Boo is being helpful so I am guessing this thread is magical.
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    Boo reacted to CaNz in Tweet-sized roleplaying   
    I am pretty sure overused character tropes are the writers fault... not the mega post format. It just feels worse to read a three page post about a grumpy, misunderstood demigod than a tweet about one.
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    Boo reacted to SaiyanPrincessX in Where do you see yourself in 8 years?   
    [size="1"]In eight years I'll be 33, wow.

    [list]Figure out what I want to do with my life, as in a job I like with good/decent money.
    Married
    Kid[s](a maximum of two)
    Still training
    To have traveled more
    To get out of [spoiler]Ohio[/spoiler], away from snow. Screw you cold and humidity!
    A better vehicle
    Still here? Probebly.[/list][/size]
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    Boo reacted to James in Where do you see yourself in 8 years?   
    I wish I'd replied to this thread originally so that I could see if my predictions would come true. 
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    Boo reacted to Petie in Random art   
    I don't know enough about how to comment on art to give you more than "these look really good" but they do look really good :) The markers appear to have been worth the wait because the skin in all of these is spot on.
    I miss the former activity levels of this place but it's nice to see people stop by and share every once in a while!
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    Boo reacted to Allamorph in Draft Scene -- Home   
    Jason restored—and went immediately alert.  For the first time in his life, he could feel nothing about his surroundings.  His incoming environmental image made no sense.  It wasn’t simply one or two informational oddities, or even a lack of existing data to interpret.  The data itself defied interpretation. 
    Which was impossible.
    A retrograde analysis of his passive sensory log indicated no hostile presence nearby—in fact, it indicated no presence of any kind whatsoever, anywhere in range—so Jason opened his eyes.
    The addition of visual input provided him little more than he had known already.  He was in a … place, he decided to call it.  He could see no identifying features through his entire field of vision.  It was lit, at least, but there was no discernable light source.  Nor were there any shadows, he noted, glancing down the length of his body.  He tried to determine the kind of light he was seeing, but that, too defied analysis.  The most he could conclude was that it seemed to be somewhere between off-white and a soft yellow, but the exact hue remained elusive.
    It wasn’t gaseous, he decided, as there were no detectable particulates in the atmosphere.  If there even was an atmosphere at all.  There was something, he knew, since he was still breathing normally, and all the appropriate chemical reactions were still occurring, but beyond the boundary of his body, any sense of air motion in the Place simply stopped.
    Annoyed, he abandoned the exercise.  Maybe exploration would provide him with something useful.  He sat up
    pitched forward
    hung down
    lifted
     
      “–augh.”
     
      The groan escaped him unbidden.  An empty cough followed, threatening to become a gag, and he froze, forcibly controlling his breathing until his stomach stopped attempting somersaults.  This was a new sensation.  It had overwhelmed him in a fraction of a second, and it was unbearably unpleasant.  He examined it for a long moment and realised with surprise that it was nausea.  Motion-induced nausea.  He was the first Nephilim to experience vertigo.
    Jason sighed. 
    In keeping with the Place’s ubiquitous lack of everything else, he could detect no gravitational trends at all.  He wasn’t weightless; or rather, he still felt heavy. But he couldn’t feel any direction to his weight, and combined with the absence of a fixed point of reference, he had no idea if he was standing, reclining, lying, suspended, inverted, sideways, tipped, twisting, rotating, spinning
     
      “Guh.”
     
      He turned off his gyro synapse.  No more of that.  Deciding for the moment to assume he initially had been vertical, Jason straightened and, pacing forwards, attempted an exploration of his surroundings.  Almost at once, however, he was tempted to abandon the idea as futile, for the frustratingly ambiguous landscape lay unmarred and uniform in every direction.  Only his ability to precisely track his footsteps lent Jason any sense of direction; otherwise he might have wandered the Place aimlessly for hours.
    This thought led Jason to the discovery of yet another oddity: his internal clock was faulted.  It was still running, and a quick battery of diagnostic checksums returned true, but its outputs made even less sense than the Place in which he now found himself.  Or, more accurately, it wasn’t outputting anything.  It was executing exactly as scripted, but when it incremented, it simply … didn’t.  It even registered the increment as successful, but the flagged data target wasn’t there.
    Jason checked the timestamps on his previous observations and found himself baffled even further.  All of the markers passed checksum, but every single one decoded to garbage data.  Which was impossible; data couldn’t be junk and still verified true.  It was as if reality no longer supported the concept of time.
    Exasperated, Jason sighed again and tossed his arms.  His hands flopped up and back down to smack against his legs, the clap echoing faintly behind him.
    He stopped.  An echo?  There had been no echoes before.  There had been nothing for the sound to bounce off; he wasn’t even sure there had been an atmosphere to transmit the wave.
    Quirking his head, he snapped his fingers once.  Sure enough, the snap returned: the faintest whisper of a click, barely even a few decibels, but loud against the prevailing silence.  And with the time delay, he even had a precise distance.  Intrigued, he turned to face it, and was met with….
    …a rock.
    A boulder, judging by size and distance.  Jason’s eyebrows scrunched together.  That hadn’t been there.  He was certain.  He had surveyed every direction.  Thoroughness was second nature to the Nephilim; even his blinks had been corrected by precisely localised muscle seizures.  He had seen everything, everywhere, and his entire sphere of awareness had been uniform in its bewildering blandness.  There wasn’t a way possible for him to have overlooked the rock; and yet there it was, defying what little reason this Place had left to it, and at a location that matched his aural calculations.
    He took a careful step towards it. 
    It appeared to be a careful step closer.
    He took another step.
    A step closer again.
    Jason chewed on his tongue.  The rock seemed to be an ordinary rock, and the fact that its adherence to normalcy conflicted so strongly with the inherent abnormality of the Place bothered him tremendously.  He refused to let the staggering amount of nonsense get to him and, leaving the unresolved processes to hang in the background, set out for his newfound bastion of sanity.
    He covered the dozen and a half meters easily—although precisely what ground he was covering remained inscrutable—and, after rapping his knuckles against it, was pleased to find that it was, in fact, a real rock.  A little over a meter tall and with a blocky, tri-leveled top, it appeared to have broken off from some larger face and fallen, partially burying itself in the nonexistent ground.  A pass of his fingers and a quick data analysis determined the stone to be marble, and suggested it had lain here for a few years, judging by the weathering and assuming wherever it had come from possessed recognisable weather.  (Jason decided the best approach was to assume anything real came from somewhere Not Here.  The idea was still nonsense, but the degree of nonsense was welcomingly less.)  And now that he was standing over it, he could see a second, smaller rock a couple of meters past it, also buried in the … whatever, and similarly weathered.
    Satisfied and relieved at his discovery, and having nothing better to do, Jason decided to experiment.  The boulder had appeared when he wasn’t looking at it, and it had remained relative while his attention was fixed on it.  What would happen if he stopped observing it?  Ignoring the noise-solutions attempting to submit themselves, he strode around the marble block and past it, walking steadily and directly away from it and snapping his fingers sharply in precise one-second intervals.  With each click, he listened for the corresponding report and matched the distance to his distance traveled, marking the rock’s location as he left it behind.
    He was almost two kilometers away, and the echoes so faint even his ears strained to hear them, when the data failed to sequence properly.  His next snap didn’t echo.  He turned around.  Sure enough, the rock seemed to be gone.  He magnified his vision so that it should have been clearly visible, but the result was the same: there was no longer anything in the Place but him.  Jason nodded, shoving aside his disappointment at once more being the sole connection to reality.  At least it had behaved somewhat reasonably.  It was a start.  He merely had to take things as they came, and more bits would fall into place.  His spirit somewhat bolstered, he turned back to continue on.
    There was the rock.  Not a different rock.  The same rock, exactly the same distance away as when he had first seen it, but on the exact opposite side.
    Jason sucked his teeth.
     
     
     
     
     
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    Boo reacted to Petie in OtakuBoards Podcast   
    Hey everyone! The old OB podcast was mentioned in a chat earlier this morning and I happen to have a complete copy of the episodes that I hosted way back when (I'm not sure if others were uploaded elsewhere after the last one that I have). If anyone is interested in taking a walk back in time to 2011, I've uploaded all of the episodes and a CSV with titles, descriptions, and a few stats for each that you can download here:
    https://www.otakuboards.com/podcast.zip
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    Boo reacted to Shy in Quarantine   
    I'm doing okay, all things considered.

    Been lurking on here for a while! Would love to chat with y'all in some fashion,

    - Shy
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    Boo reacted to Petie in Quarantine   
    Hey everyone! I know things here aren't anything like they used to be but I just want to wish any of you who still pop in to visit from time to time the best during these times. I hope you're all doing well, staying safe, and getting through COVID-19's visit to the Earth as best as you can.
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    Boo reacted to Vicky in RPG Idea   
    HIA GUYZ.

    This is still happening.

    I've just been getting really really drunk with my new uni house mates and neglecting my life. I'll something sorted soon.
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    Boo reacted to John in Career path   
    UPDATE: MALT WEDNESDAYS WAS A RUSE, A DIRTY PRANK. DESSERT SITUATION: DEPLORABLE.
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    Boo reacted to Gavin in Interesting   
    I'd actually forgotten about it till I saw this haha. Nice to be remembered all the same. 
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    Boo got a reaction from Gavin in Interesting   
    ... most interesting.
    I found myself saying this to a colleague of mine. For some reason he didn't think it was as funny and nostalgic as I did. Thanks, Gavin. Thanks.
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    Boo reacted to Petie in Anime names for half human half animals (neko=cat/human)   
    I'd just like to point out that the last post in this thread was nearly 15 years ago. Given the lack of activity these days, it's really not a big deal but I had to say something given how incredible that time span is...
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    Boo reacted to John in Anime names for half human half animals (neko=cat/human)   
    Honestly anyone who signs up here in 2018 and starts posting in earnest is some kind of superhuman in my eyes, but yeah, necro-ing a thread that might be as old as the poster themselves is a truly next-level move. I couldn't even attempt it.
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    Boo got a reaction from Petie in Interesting   
    ... most interesting.
    I found myself saying this to a colleague of mine. For some reason he didn't think it was as funny and nostalgic as I did. Thanks, Gavin. Thanks.
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    Boo got a reaction from James in Interesting   
    ... most interesting.
    I found myself saying this to a colleague of mine. For some reason he didn't think it was as funny and nostalgic as I did. Thanks, Gavin. Thanks.
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    Boo reacted to James in Career path   
    Boo, I think I need some marketing advice from you. :P
    My career has been all over the place. I studied graphic design at University (while I was still active on OB years ago), but I ended up moving into the health industry (weirdly enough).
    I got to a fairly senior point in that industry, and then I finally made a move I'd been wanting to do for ages; now I work in a software company, and I'm actually involved in software design (mostly business analysis and user experience).
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    Boo reacted to John in Career path   
    Career path update: I got that agency job! I'm a designer at a small studio in Madison, Wisconsin now.
    Dessert situation: apparently on Wednesdays everyone goes and gets really good malts, so I'd peg it at "agreeable".
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    Boo reacted to SaiyanPrincessX in I Forgot What You People Look Like (Image Heavy)   
    Really crappy video of me sparring. I'm the one in the shorts.
    The other girl was testing for her black band in Muay Thai, as part of the test she had to spar five people at once, I was chosen to start her off, so this was the first round of her five minutes from hell, lol!
    IMG_0025.3gp
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    Boo reacted to Vicky in I Forgot What You People Look Like (Image Heavy)   
    I always post in here when I get back, so here's a picture of me from when I graduated last year. I don't even want to see the earlier pictures I posted on here.
     

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    Boo got a reaction from Vicky in How you learn   
    I never learn.  : (
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    Boo reacted to Vicky in What Did OB Teach You? [Serious]   
    Here when did we get a LIKE button?!
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    Boo got a reaction from Vicky in What Did OB Teach You? [Serious]   
    <3
     Ɛ>
    <3 
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    Boo reacted to Vicky in What Did OB Teach You? [Serious]   
    Look at all these familiar faces. Hi guys!
    I actually came back to this site for a moment because I'm writing a piece for my job, which I wouldn't have without joining these boards. I'm doing my Doctorate in English and Cultural Studies and get to work as a lecturer too - there's a big series of talks in the summer that I'm involved in around digital culture so rightfully I ended up back here.
    I'm only 24 now and I joined in 2003, thirteen years ago. 
    I was the type of kid that spent a lot of time in my room and on my computer, so I was here quite a lot making RPGs. Since I've been writing from my undergrad and had a lot of success in that area, I've never come across a time where I've improved creatively and technically in my life than joining these forums - everything after was a steady climb that doesn't compare to the dive bomb of joining a random internet forum when you're eleven.
    It's not necessarily learning how to be a writer, but more the imaginative process that goes into what we used to do here; character and world creations, collaborations, motivation to carry on (I don't recall a finished RPG though) and the benefits of thinking big when you're working with what is essentially such a small, limited platform. You have to come up with a lot of clever solutions and most of the people I work with don't have the same base skill set I feel I've gained from my adventures online. 
    This forum, which again explains why I'm back here right now, is also a gateway to my field of expertise in what I hope is a long career for me. I feel like I grew up here. There was, of course, the outside world, but this place is influential to my perception of my work and the cultural landscape I'm exploring. 
    Also, I certainly was a pretty lonely and depressed kid, and I still have trouble talking to IRL people about anything that's troubling me. The friends I made here got me through to being an adult who is almost comfortable with myself, and sometimes I cherish the memories of the friends I had on here more than the ones outside. I'm actually quite upset AIM closed down and I can't stay up until 4am to chat to some of you. 
    To be specific though, I'd list my lessons from this site as:
    Creative Writing; Graphic Design; Handling criticism; Never argue with Allamorph on the rules and regulations of grammar; Internet etiquette;  Boo is not from England. 
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