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Sindome Amphitheater  The Brobdingnagian structure encompassing you lends heavily to classical stylings from the Italian Renaissance, characterized by transcendent marble arches. Tens of thousands of seats comfortably furnished with the finest upholstery surround the arena in tiers, each laboriously designated with hand engraved golden plates. Sleek displays are available in front of every chair, appointed to relay information from whatever function the arena is hosting at the time in a variety of languages and an assortment of touch-screen options. The landings of each tier bear floor plaques lionizing the mega-corporations involved in the funding of the gargantuan building project, lending special thanks to names that only anybody who is anybody has heard of, fettered to the tongues of the unwashed masses. You would only have to wonder for a moment how such the revenue for such an exorbitant expense could be justified before being assaulted by innumerable holographic advertisements flickering into life along the rows, others being projected as gigantic slogans and logos in the air, the products owned by the largest and most influential corporations dominating the airspace by a huge margin. The advertisements blink out of existence just as rapidly as they had appeared, working on an annoyingly regular timer chosen by market psychologists to be as disorientating as distracting as possible to the average consumer. Recycling chutes located alongside every aisle hint promisingly towards a flourishing income stream provided by confections, fast-foods and consumer drugs. Overhead awaits a dizzying sight as anybody who were to look up would find themselves staring out into the captifying panorama of space. Long-dead stars burn fiercely billions of light years away from here, with a clarity unknown to your typical mudboy who has only seen the sky as a perversion marred by human pollutants. Lurid nebulas that cannot be seen by the human eye from here are as conspicuous as earthly clouds. Madman Szpital is leaning heavily on his walking stick. Lizard Jinx is smashing things with a hammer. HALT RP. Bad Fengshui is stoned as fuck, reppin' a hatchet and looking fucking hungry. Doctor Thorne and Lenore are standing here. HardHat Johnny is dancing around. Sliznok is moving with a purpose, occasionally nodding to someone he passes. Soulis, Karma and Prospero are sitting on the floor. Sable is seated in the large leather chairs on the stage. The podium is vacant. Julius, Lyla, Netikerty and Siken are sitting in the first row. Kobalt and Georgiana are sitting in the second row. Lou is sitting in the third row. Lavendar and Michel Miyata are sitting in the fourth row. Judge Hiro is sitting in the fifth row. Catalith, Fizz, Finn Skinner and Manuel are sitting in the sixth row. There are no visible exits. You appear out of nowhere. Prospero [to Julius]: *speaking english, in an in a slightly cajun accented voice* Ill look into it Manuel [to Hiro]: *speaking english, in a thick Spanish accent. voice* What exactly do you mean by that? Michel waves to you. Thorne has had success with business advertising, so it can definitely be done! You grin at Michel. Slither exclaims, "*speaking english* Okay, website!" Slither asks, "Suggestions?" Kobalt applauds politely at Thorne. Catalith [to Slither]: *speaking english, in a *mild, yorkshire accent* voice* when you announce a topic change could you please say it in local ooc so it stands out alot more HardHat Johnny (naked hulking man with blue eyes) A flicking hologram of a digital salesmen, black suit, white shirt, black tie, long and thin. His hair is slicked back, short and dark as night. This is a second paragraph. This is a test paragraph, please do not remove this unless authorized. Johnny's skin does not look right. Large bumps, like over-sized goose-flesh cover his exposed skin forming a subtle lattice pattern and causing his skin to appear thick and rough. Johnny's right eye glows with a neon blue light. A small chip socket with no skillsofts slotted sits behind his left ear. A cone shaped socket behind his right ear shimmers as the light catches millions of tiny contact points. Obscured numerals glow in neon green from under the skin of Johnny's left wrist. A small data jack is exposed on the inside of his right wrist. You notice the gleam of metal under Johnny's fingernails. Painted on the breastplate of Johnny is the logo SHI. A tactical holster is strapped to Johnny's right thigh by two reinforced nylon straps. Firmly secured in the molded polymer shell is a Ruger P93-CDS. Johnny is holding nothing. Johnny is in spectacular condition. He is very dirty, nearly covered head to toe in multiple layers of grime. Julius [to Sable]: *speaking english, in an even and contolled baritone voice* So basically Grid or bust... Then I agree with you. NLM should not have that much power. Case in point deckers do not suck. I know two who were real good at it. Netikerty says, "*speaking english, in a somewhat exotic, sultry, and entirely feminine voice* Keep the FYI up for topics of interest." Michel says, "I'd love to be able to edit posts on the message board." Fizz points at Catalith discretely. Thorne says, "*speaking english, in a stereotypically British voice* I like it as it is, honestly. Clean, clear, informative. Editing posts would be nice." Slither [to Catalith]: sure Fizz says, "*speaking english, in a feminine, erratically pitched and cheerfully intoned voice* Got to agree on the editing posts." Catalith [to Slither]: Thanks You [to Michel]: I'm with you on that, Michel. Sliznok says, "*speaking english, in a low scratchy voice* I think grid hacking does need some love" Sable [to Julius]: *speaking english* I gave you the answer that I could currently hon OC: Netikerty says, "Topic changed to website, guys."] Fizz says, "Sometimes I type and it's like diarrhea spills out from the tips of my fingers and I'm too much of a baka to proof-read gewd." Julius [to Sable]: Yes I know. Jinx exclaims, "YES EDIT POSTS IN THE FORUMS!" Netikerty says, "Seriously, I love the FYI. I think the website should also inform you of when a new board topic is made, and not just when posts are updated." [+][OOC-Chat] ConsoleCowboy shakes his fist in the air. Slither says, "okay, noted." Michel says, "Deleting posts in the forums would be great too, if you put up an idea post that turns out to already exist" Michel sweats nervously. Michel says, "Hypothetically..." Slither says, "We moved from a crappy old system to an awesome new one and kept all our old posts for the most part -- we were bound to have a few things crop up." Michel sweats. Johnny says, "*speaking english, in a quiet, whisper of a voice* we -created- the new one, lol" Julius rolls his lit Pulse Lights cigarillo in his mouth and takes a long drag from his lit Pulse Lights cigarillo, blowing a dark blue cloud of sweet smelling smoke into the air. Kobalt says, "Maybe it's just me, and it's a trivial thing, but I'd like something like people of Sindome get some love." You walk up to Michel. Johnny says, "which is why its missing a ton of nice to haves." Jinx bows to the mighty Johnny Navarre appears out of nowhere. OC: Sable says, "when we start I am going to ask that people dont smoke or drink or any of that please"] OC: Julius says, "sory I smoke when my char smokes hence biofeedback. We are both smoke. Let me turn his cig off"] Julius snuffs out his lit Pulse Lights cigarillo. Karma smokes so much. Sindome Amphitheater  The Brobdingnagian structure encompassing you lends heavily to classical stylings from the Italian Renaissance, characterized by transcendent marble arches. Tens of thousands of seats comfortably furnished with the finest upholstery surround the arena in tiers, each laboriously designated with hand engraved golden plates. Sleek displays are available in front of every chair, appointed to relay information from whatever function the arena is hosting at the time in a variety of languages and an assortment of touch-screen options. The landings of each tier bear floor plaques lionizing the mega-corporations involved in the funding of the gargantuan building project, lending special thanks to names that only anybody who is anybody has heard of, fettered to the tongues of the unwashed masses. You would only have to wonder for a moment how such the revenue for such an exorbitant expense could be justified before being assaulted by innumerable holographic advertisements flickering into life along the rows, others being projected as gigantic slogans and logos in the air, the products owned by the largest and most influential corporations dominating the airspace by a huge margin. The advertisements blink out of existence just as rapidly as they had appeared, working on an annoyingly regular timer chosen by market psychologists to be as disorientating as distracting as possible to the average consumer. Recycling chutes located alongside every aisle hint promisingly towards a flourishing income stream provided by confections, fast-foods and consumer drugs. Overhead awaits a dizzying sight as anybody who were to look up would find themselves staring out into the captifying panorama of space. Long-dead stars burn fiercely billions of light years away from here, with a clarity unknown to your typical mudboy who has only seen the sky as a perversion marred by human pollutants. Lurid nebulas that cannot be seen by the human eye from here are as conspicuous as earthly clouds. Madman Szpital is leaning heavily on his walking stick. Lizard Jinx is smashing things with a hammer. HALT RP. Bad Fengshui is stoned as fuck, reppin' a hatchet and looking fucking hungry. Doctor Thorne and Lenore are standing here. HardHat Johnny is dancing around. Sliznok is moving with a purpose, occasionally nodding to someone he passes. Navarre Nobody is here, glad in teal and gold get-up, arms crossed over her chest. Soulis, Karma and Prospero are sitting on the floor. Sable is seated in the large leather chairs on the stage. The podium is vacant. Julius, Lyla, Netikerty and Siken are sitting in the first row. Kobalt and Georgiana are sitting in the second row. Lou is sitting in the third row. Lavendar and Michel Miyata are sitting in the fourth row. Judge Hiro is sitting in the fifth row. Catalith, Fizz, Finn Skinner and Manuel are sitting in the sixth row. There are no visible exits. Thorne still thinks, as a whole, the website is very nice. It makes a good impression, especially if it's your first look at the game. Kobalt is now craving one OOC. Sliznok vanishes from the meeting. Manuel smokesses weed erryday. Kobalt [to Thorne]: This. I love the website's apperance. Michel says, "Really, the lack of post editing is the only thing I see as a glaring hole in the website's functionality." Michel says, "Everything else works perfectly." Slither says, "Yeah, anyone who doens't know the old website should look" Netikerty says, "Also, and this is probably just me... I -LOVE- the color scheme of the website. Please don't mess with it." Slither says, "It was great, but it was old looking" Bebop says loudly, "I'm noticing a lot of people seeming overwhelmed with the amount of us here currently talking. Rest assured when the meeting begins we will have order, and no cross-talking going on. If anyone has issues with pacing once we start, please let us admin know via xhelp and we will try to adjust accordingly. If it hasn't already been suggested, and you wish to be heard, I recommend everyone emoting and speaking loudly for the meeting" Slither says, "the new one is awesome and we should all thank johnny for that" OC: Hiro says, "New website is awesome."] Julius says, "I find nothing I can complain about the website less now that it has been modified to work perfectly with my iPhone." Thorne says, "Thank you, Johnny." There's no such seat around here; try somewhere else. Thorne respectfully bows to Johnny. Karma shouts loudly, "THANK YOU JOHNNY!" Slither grins mischievously. Michel exclaims, "Thanks, Johnny!" Manuel asks, "Can we have a new poll?" OC: Hiro says, "I think time is better spent on the web client then the website itself."] OC: Slither says, "Okay, web client"] OC: Slither says, "haha"] OC: Slither says, "yes, i agree."] OC: Slither says, "WEBCLIENT"] Slither says, "another johnny project" Kobalt [to Bebop]: Speaking of which. I may have to leave the meeting early. If I do, can I be summoned at Gold coffins please so I don't get locked in the sex dungeon? Jinx exclaims, "Web client is Jesus!" Prospero shouts 'THANK YOU JOHNNY" and gives Johnny a big hug Slither says, "he did it from scratch" Slither says, "and it's probably the most advanced moo client ever" OC: Johnny says, "fact: more than half of you are using the webclient right now"] Julius has never used the webclient so he has nothing of value to add there. Michel says, "Why would you not use the web client" OC: Prospero says, "What other client is there.........."] Kobalt says, "I haven't even thought about using anything but the webclient." Thorne says, "I use the web client when I'm stuck in bed, on my iPad. For the most part, it does really well. Unfortunately, the connection cuts off if you minimize it for more than a few moments." Michel exclaims, "Dang!" Manuel says, "I tried using AndroMUD once, never again." Netikerty doesn't like the webclient personally, but that may be due to liking the way other clients run. Michel says, "This is my first MUD/MOO, so I never really got used to anything else." Thorne says, "I use Potato as my client when playing on my laptops." Slither says, "The great thing about the web client is that as time goes on we can integrate features more fully into it." Georgiana says loudly, "*speaking english, in a smoke-laden, rasping soprano voice* Due to my use of dial-up, I haven't used the webclient more than once, and it was on my tablet at my grandmother's... But it's a nice webclient, as far as webclients go." Julius is too used to his clients. Karma uses torch something when mobile cause her phone sucks. Manuel [to Karma]: Blowtorch? You [to Michel]: Same here. 1st mud/moo Karma [to Manuel]: yep OC: Slither says, "okay I meant issues or new features for the web client"] Manuel [to Karma]: Crashes too much on my Nexus. Michel says, "All the things I'd suggest adding to the web client are probably not kosher" Julius [to Karma]: Blowtorch is really good so I heard. Slither OOCly shouts, "less then 10 minutes people. cube, coffin or @town-hall" Netikerty says loudly, "I personally think you should be able to remap colors." Michel says, "Like inventory displays or dynamic page backgrounds depending on the level you're on" Karma says, "eh... i dun like the double periods.." Netikerty says loudly, "Such as turning 'Red' to display in a blue color." Nagami appears out of nowhere. Thorne asks, "My only issue is, like I said, it cutting the connection when minimized on my iPad. As for features, I suppose I might like the ability to log my session as I can with my laptop client?" OC: Hiro says, "I wish logs could be processed better."] Siken exclaims, "*speaking english, in a low, bass tone voice* I want coding put in that will stop denying us the right of marrying our cousins!" Siken waves his arms around frantically Michel says, "Switching from ANSI to a hex-based color code thing would be really nice, but a huge amount of work." You chuckle. Karma eyes Siken warily. Slither says, "It has logging" Hiro says, "*speaking english, in a stoic, authoritative voice* Imagine we had an auto-editting feature that took out all the ooc shit and just made it instantly clean...or even converted it into a script." Kobalt [to Siken]: Because Inbreed screamings Cyberpunk, don't it! Karma [to Hiro]: thatd be sweet Slither says, "Definitely something to consider." OC: Hiro says, "I want features that help improve the game. Not full on admin functions but scripting stuff."] Navarre edges into the fifth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Thorne uses Potato for hex-based color. My game runs on a client that does 256color, so no choice. I used SimpleMU for many, many years. Siken [to Kobalt]: Because they are so darn attractive, that's why! Navarre gropes up Hiro's leg. Siken waves his hands around more. Navarre winks at Hiro playfully. Lohar appears out of nowhere. Kobalt laughs loudly at Siken. Slither steps up onto the stage. OC: Manuel asks, "Hey, is that a DX reference?"] Slither motions toward the seats, "Start finding your seats everyone." Anabelle appears out of nowhere. Siken says, "It's an old Simpsons reference, actually." You're not sitting on anything. Karma sits up on the floor. Jinx walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Lyla says, "*speaking english, in a light mixer accented voice* Cool people in the first row" There's no such seat around here; try somewhere else. OC: Slither says, "okay 5 minute break before we start"] Manuel [to Siken]: Can you tell me? Netikerty high fives Lyla. Thorne edges into the fifth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. OC: Slither says, "find your seats"] Siken says, "Springfield vs Shelbyville." Nagami sits cross-legged on the floor. Fizz [to Lyla]: You cut me deep. OC: Slither says, "once we start it's one person talking at a time"] Manuel [to Siken]: Danke. Prospero [to Karma]: So how ya been? Kobalt says, "Naughty kids at the back." There's no such seat around here; try somewhere else. OC: Slither says, "everyone who wants to can follow along"] Karma shrugs at Prospero unceremoniously. OC: Slither says, "http://www.sindome.org/help/town-hall-agenda/"] Catalith [to Kobalt]: awh yeh Sindome Amphitheater  The Brobdingnagian structure encompassing you lends heavily to classical stylings from the Italian Renaissance, characterized by transcendent marble arches. Tens of thousands of seats comfortably furnished with the finest upholstery surround the arena in tiers, each laboriously designated with hand engraved golden plates. Sleek displays are available in front of every chair, appointed to relay information from whatever function the arena is hosting at the time in a variety of languages and an assortment of touch-screen options. The landings of each tier bear floor plaques lionizing the mega-corporations involved in the funding of the gargantuan building project, lending special thanks to names that only anybody who is anybody has heard of, fettered to the tongues of the unwashed masses. You would only have to wonder for a moment how such the revenue for such an exorbitant expense could be justified before being assaulted by innumerable holographic advertisements flickering into life along the rows, others being projected as gigantic slogans and logos in the air, the products owned by the largest and most influential corporations dominating the airspace by a huge margin. The advertisements blink out of existence just as rapidly as they had appeared, working on an annoyingly regular timer chosen by market psychologists to be as disorientating as distracting as possible to the average consumer. Recycling chutes located alongside every aisle hint promisingly towards a flourishing income stream provided by confections, fast-foods and consumer drugs. Overhead awaits a dizzying sight as anybody who were to look up would find themselves staring out into the captifying panorama of space. Long-dead stars burn fiercely billions of light years away from here, with a clarity unknown to your typical mudboy who has only seen the sky as a perversion marred by human pollutants. Lurid nebulas that cannot be seen by the human eye from here are as conspicuous as earthly clouds. Madman Szpital is leaning heavily on his walking stick. Bad Fengshui is stoned as fuck, reppin' a hatchet and looking fucking hungry. HardHat Johnny is dancing around. Lenore and Executive Lohar are standing here. Doctor Anabelle is standing here looking calm and professional Soulis, Karma, Prospero and Nagami are sitting on the floor. Sable is seated in the large leather chairs on the stage. The podium is vacant. Julius, Lyla, Netikerty, Siken and Lizard Jinx are sitting in the first row. Kobalt and Georgiana are sitting in the second row. Lou is sitting in the third row. Lavendar and Michel Miyata are sitting in the fourth row. Judge Hiro, Navarre Nobody and Doctor Thorne are sitting in the fifth row. Catalith, Fizz, Finn Skinner and Manuel are sitting in the sixth row. There are no visible exits. Lohar edges into the fourth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Karma says, "been..." Prospero [to Karma]: Shrug huh? Anabelle edges into the fourth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Fizz excitedly slams Kobalt a mean high-five! Prospero [to Karma]: anything I can do to help ya? Not IC Karma says, "nah im alright" Prospero nods casually. OC: Slither says, "go pee, smoke, whatever now as we are going to get things moving right at 6pm and topics are going to go pretty fast 5-10 minutes each"] You edge into the fourth row, and pick a seat and lower yourself into it. Lenore edges into the fourth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Catalith puts a thumbs up to fizz Prospero exclaims, "HOWS EVERYBODY ELSE BEEN!" Manuel asks, "How okay are references to 20th century video games?" Anabelle [to Lohar]: *speaking english* i'll be up all night again, so feel free to pop back in to rp Navarre gives Prospero a thumbs-up. You grin at Michel. Netikerty says loudly, "smoking :)" Anabelle chuckles softly. Fizz streaks around the aisles. Catalith [to Prospero]: Your breaking my meeting immersion! Michel waves to you. Kobalt runs off for a cigarette. Lohar [to Lyla]: *speaking english, in a meek suburban voice* That's why i went to the fourth. I'm at least three rows behind cool :P Nagami stands up from the floor. Michel says, "There is something I wanted to ask about before we get started." Julius says, "Been smoking but thanks" Prospero shouts loudly, "ITS A BREAK!" Prospero chuckles softly. Prospero stands up from the floor. Lyla [to Lohar]: Damn right Prospero edges into the sixth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Lyla cheekily sticks out her tongue and makes a *phhbbt* noise. Prospero [to Catalith]: Course I am Anabelle chuckles softly. Prospero grins mischievously. Fizz says, "I have a suggestion, we can we change non-mix topics to mix topics" Siken says, "Alright. Just like we planned everyone." OC: Jinx says, "Remember guys, once the meeting starts everyone behave or I'll start removing useful body organs."] Siken shouts loudly, "GET HIM!" Fizz waggles eyebrows seductively Manuel asks, "How okay are references to video games?" OC: Lyla says, "Only certain NPCS can do it Jinx"] Kobalt says, "Second and Third row for the Hipsters." Anabelle [to Lyla]: never knew you were so amusing when you weren;t threatening me IC Sindome Amphitheater  The Brobdingnagian structure encompassing you lends heavily to classical stylings from the Italian Renaissance, characterized by transcendent marble arches. Tens of thousands of seats comfortably furnished with the finest upholstery surround the arena in tiers, each laboriously designated with hand engraved golden plates. Sleek displays are available in front of every chair, appointed to relay information from whatever function the arena is hosting at the time in a variety of languages and an assortment of touch-screen options. The landings of each tier bear floor plaques lionizing the mega-corporations involved in the funding of the gargantuan building project, lending special thanks to names that only anybody who is anybody has heard of, fettered to the tongues of the unwashed masses. You would only have to wonder for a moment how such the revenue for such an exorbitant expense could be justified before being assaulted by innumerable holographic advertisements flickering into life along the rows, others being projected as gigantic slogans and logos in the air, the products owned by the largest and most influential corporations dominating the airspace by a huge margin. The advertisements blink out of existence just as rapidly as they had appeared, working on an annoyingly regular timer chosen by market psychologists to be as disorientating as distracting as possible to the average consumer. Recycling chutes located alongside every aisle hint promisingly towards a flourishing income stream provided by confections, fast-foods and consumer drugs. Overhead awaits a dizzying sight as anybody who were to look up would find themselves staring out into the captifying panorama of space. Long-dead stars burn fiercely billions of light years away from here, with a clarity unknown to your typical mudboy who has only seen the sky as a perversion marred by human pollutants. Lurid nebulas that cannot be seen by the human eye from here are as conspicuous as earthly clouds. Anabelle grins mischievously. Madman Szpital is leaning heavily on his walking stick. Bad Fengshui is stoned as fuck, reppin' a hatchet and looking fucking hungry. HardHat Johnny is dancing around. Nagami is awkwardly standing around Soulis and Karma are sitting on the floor. Sable is seated in the large leather chairs on the stage. The podium is vacant. Julius, Lyla, Netikerty, Siken and Lizard Jinx are sitting in the first row. Kobalt and Georgiana are sitting in the second row. Lou is sitting in the third row. You, Lavendar, Michel Miyata, Executive Lohar, Doctor Anabelle and Lenore are sitting in the fourth row. Judge Hiro, Navarre Nobody and Doctor Thorne are sitting in the fifth row. Catalith, Fizz, Finn Skinner, Manuel and Prospero are sitting in the sixth row. There are no visible exits. Prospero spasms in his seat Lyla [to Anabelle]: <3 Michel says, "I understand that there's still a strict ban on discussing IC info, but will it be relaxed slightly? I'd like to be able to refer to some things like my general character concept, my general experience with the game, as well as how I envisioned my character versus how they turned out - things like that..." Fizz says, "I'm not a fan on mainstream references but then - pop culture references have always been a big theme in CP..." Michel says, "Nothing specific, of course." Murzerk appears out of nowhere. Lyla [to Anabelle]: You can't judge a player by their character Lohar snuggles up witht he Anabelle's quietly. Fluffing her like a pillow. Karma casually nods at Lyla. Manuel [to Fizz]: Problem is, my character's /name/ is a pop culture reference. Julius casually nods at Lyla. Prospero chuckles softly. Prospero shakes his head and dismissively says, "No." Netikerty does naughty things to Lohar's body. Lohar snuggles up with the Anabelle's quietly. Fluffing her like a pillow. Prospero says, "No you cant" Karma suddenly gasps at Netikerty! OC: Lohar says, "Good god, I need more mountain dew"] Murzerk sucks his teeth at no one. Anabelle giggles happily and grins snuggling back. Fizz says, "We don't have any PCs called Armitage and this is a problem" Johnny moves up to the front row and finds his seat. Karma [to Netikerty]: I saw that! Siken exclaims, "But you can judge a Cybersphere game by gauging how free we are to MARRY OUR COUSINS!" OC: Anabelle says, "go get some~"] Siken waves his hands around more. OC: Manuel exclaims, "More like Mountain doodoo!"] Netikerty [to Karma]: You saw nothing. Lohar [to Netikerty]: No! My body is defiled! Karma eyes her surroundings warily. Lyla says, "I have no one too snuggle :(" Prospero [to Catalith]: You been good? Lyla sighs quietly. Fizz [to Lyla]: I'm exactly like Fizz IC. Fizz stands from their seat in the sixth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Karma snuggles up with Lyla cozily. Fizz walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Fizz snuggles up with Lyla cozily. Lyla snuggles up with Karma cozily. Anabelle [to Netikerty]: nuuuu leave my rp hubby alone! Julius snuggles up with Lyla cozily. Karma eyes Fizz warily. Murzerk says, "*speaking english, in a sultry yet baritone voice* Is me being naked IC or OOC knowledge" Fizz winks at Karma playfully. Karma [to Fizz]: ive laid claim Manuel snuggles up with Julius cozily. Lohar [to Lyla]: I would, but all the snugglers are on the fourth row. Sorry. You got the cool people that don't admit to snuggling on the first row Karma eyes Fizz warily. Prospero pushes open the buttons of his JSW Men's Dress Shirt, shrugging it down off of his shoulders and out of the fitted cuffs. Murzerk [to Prospero]: You are my god. Catalith [to Prospero]: yeh you? Julius snuggles up with Karma cozily. Prospero [to Murzerk]: Im a god..... Karma exclaims, "yay!" Anabelle giggles. Lyla [to Lohar]: Cool people do whatever we want Julius snuggles up with Prospero cozily. Murzerk pulls his bright purple logo top off. Murzerk un-buttons his pair of Du-Wear synth-hide pants, lets them fall to his ankles and steps out of them. Prospero [to Catalith]: Ive been pretty good. Karma eyes Julius warily. Lyla [to Lohar]: That's why we are the -cool- people. Murzerk steps into his pair of Du-Wear synth-hide pants, leans forward onto his toes, and pulls the pants up. Prospero blinks at Julius "Ello there....: OC: Slither says, "okay, is everyone clear on how this is going to work with raising your hands? .raise my hand / .lower my hand <-- if you are sitting we wont be able to see your look place but if you are look_place sitting then you can update your look place as well."] Lohar [to Lyla]: Except snuggle aparently :P Prospero snuggles up with Karma cozily. Lyla cheekily sticks out her tongue and makes a *phhbbt* noise. Manuel cheekily sticks out his tongue and makes a *phhbbt* noise. Julius snuggles up with Lohar cozily. Karma eyes her surroundings warily. Lyla pokes Manuel in the ribs repeatedly. Linekin is summoned in by Slither. Linekin appears out of nowhere. Julius says, "There there. Cool people snuggles with the uncool" Linekin rises from the plush leather seat that his rests on the stage. Karma snuggles up with Linekin cozily. OC: Slither says, "okay, is everyone clear on how this is going to work with raising your hands? .raise my hand / .lower my hand <-- if you are sitting we wont be able to see your look place but if you are look_place sitting then you can update your look place as well."] OC: Slither says, "okay, is everyone clear on how this is going to work with raising your hands? .raise my hand / .lower my hand <-- if you are sitting we wont be able to see your look place but if you are look_place sitting then you can update your look place as well."] OC: Slither says, "okay, is everyone clear on how this is going to work with raising your hands? .raise my hand / .lower my hand <-- if you are sitting we wont be able to see your look place but if you are look_place sitting then you can update your look place as well."] Linekin tenderly gives Karma a warm hug. OC: Murzerk says, "I GOTCHA"] OC: Julius says, "Clear"] Fizz says, "Is regular emote also fine ? :3" Navarre says loudly, "Yes, Slither" Karma says, "yerp" Fizz giggles. Michel says, "Got it." Thorne exclaims, "Clear!" Siken nods casually. Hiro raises both hands and waves them like he just does not care. Georgiana bobs her head quasi-enthusiastically. Siken casually nods at Hiro. Siken casually nods at Hiro. Prospero [to Catalith]: Wildstar beta goin good? Siken casually nods at Hiro. You chuckle softly at Hiro. Murzerk casually nods at Manuel. Murzerk casually nods at Manuel. Murzerk casually nods at Manuel. Lohar raises his tenticle and waves it. Nagami shakesses her fist in the air "*speaking english, in a soft japanese voice* Damn you magic pixies, damn you!.." Manuel casually nods at Murzerk. Murzerk casually nods at Manuel. Fizz massages Siken's scalp. Manuel casually nods at Murzerk. Catalith [to Prospero]: Yeh It's great Murzerk casually nods at Manuel. Julius waves his head like a tentacle. Prospero grins mischievously. Manuel embraces Murzerk and french kisses him lasciviously. Prospero [to Catalith]: I really wanna play it Karma says, "then things get serious.." Anabelle blinks having never realised lohar had tenticles Prospero waves his left arm like a tentacle Catalith [to Prospero]: go on the website and sign up Fizz says loudly, "I'm not convinced by the use of lascivious here" Siken puts on his "Szpital for Prez" shirt. Nagami *doses weird things* Murzerk asks, "HOW the fuck do I react?" Karma embraces Lyla and french kisses her lasciviously. Netikerty [to Anabelle]: You're part of a hentai every day and you didn't realize it? OC: Jinx says, "Alright no posing, no goofin off, behave."] Prospero [to Catalith]: My poor little netbook wont run it. I did sign up OC: Slither says, "shut up"] Karma embraces Fizz and french kisses her lasciviously. OC: Slither says, "we are starting"] Prospero sniffles and then starts crying woefully, tears roll off Prospero's cheeks. Manuel embraces Jp and french kisses her lasciviously. Manuel embraces Prospero and french kisses him lasciviously. Prospero snaps into a serious manner Anabelle [to Netikerty]: nope, he must be hiding them somewhere Julius kisses Lyla on the lips passionately. Siken says, "Shhhhhh." Anabelle grins mischievously. OC: Slither says, "SHUT UP"] Prospero wraps his hand around the butt of the Beretta 9mm held securely in his belt holster and draws it out. OC: Slither says, "it's going to be hard enough ot maintain order guys"] [+][OOC-Chat] Tadrakyn Eldarflower: Sorry guys, how do I join? Prospero shoots his gun in the air Prospero shouts loudly, "SILENCE" [+][OOC-Chat] Jill Valenditto: @town-hall Prospero slips his Beretta 9mm into his belt holster in one swift motion. OC: Slither says, "no visible ic actions from here on out except raising your hands and putting them down unless it's your turn"] Prospero snaps the retainer strap on his belt holster securely closed. OC: Prospero says, "Aye sir"] OC: Slither says, "thank you"] Sven appears out of nowhere. Evald appears out of nowhere. Evald edges into the fifth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. [+][OOC-Chat] Doctor Professor Luck says, "My eyes feel so much better now :)" Lenore smiles innocently at Sven. OC: Slither says, "no visible ic actions from here on out except raising your hands and putting them down unless it's your turn"] Siken raises his hand. Slither [to Siken]: Yes? Linekin walks across the stage and sits upon one of the large leather chairs. Siken [to Slither]: Sir, how do I get outta this chicken shit outfit? Sehkmet walks across the stage and sits upon one of the large leather chairs. Slither [to Siken]: Shush. Siken [to Slither]: I had to. Slither steps up to the podium and adjusts the micropohone. Michel raises his hand. Slither says, "Hey everyone. We're going to start with the state of the moo." Bebop casually nods at Michel. OC: Slither says, "no questions for now"] Michel lowers his hand. Johnny stands up and come to the podium. Slither steps away from the podium. Johnny steps up to the podium and adjusts the micropohone. Johnny exclaims loudly, "Good aftermoon, Sindome!" OC: Slither says, "okay you can respond"] OC: Slither says, "lol"] Michel exclaims, "Good afternoon!" Prospero exclaims, "Gd Afternoon Johnny!" Nagami wavesses at Johnny. Siken says, "Booooooooooooooooooooooooooo." Lyla exclaims, "Afternoon Johnny!" Hiro claps quietly. Julius says, "Good afternoon" Lohar says in a drone corpie tone "Afternoon Johnny." Netikerty flashes her tits for the attention. Georgiana wavesses sort of. Johnny says loudly, "I'm here to tell you, that the State of the MOO is ..." Johnny exclaims loudly, "STRONGER THAN EVER!" Prospero cheers Michel gasps! Fizz chuckles softly. Lyla starts applauding politely. Thorne waves at Johnny nonchalantly. [+][OOC-Chat] thecraftydragon cheers! Siken was saying boo-urns. Slither cheers. Catalith says, "afternoon" Johnny says loudly, "Being here, having this Town Hall meeting, is itself proof that we are stronger than we have ever been. Whether its the amount of new faces signing up, the number of players choosing to return, the amount of new features being added to the game, the stability and performance of our systems or the ability for us to pay for everything -- we are stronger today than at any point in our past." Sven cheers enthusiastically. Linekin says, "*speaking english* Hear hear." Johnny purses his lips momentarily before adding, "I want to thank you for this." Kobalt hums the Imperial March. Johnny says loudly, "Thank you for registering (and re-registering), thank you for writing a history and scripts and even that silly material prop you used once or twice and then lost, thank you for donating your time and hard earned money to keep our dystopic little slice of the future going in our 17th year." Lohar applauds being able to pay for the game we love. Johnny says loudly, "When it comes to money, were doing our best to make what we consider wise decisions." [+][OOC-Chat] Doctor Professor Luck exclaims, "Your welcome Johnny!" Johnny says loudly, "We rent a physical server in a professional data center. This represents a majority of our required expenses. By renting instead of buying, there is a service commitment we would not have if we purchased a server and that server needed to be replaced." Johnny exclaims loudly, "Over Sindomes lifetime, we have suffered power supply failures, hard drive failures, blown capacitors, etc. In our experience, renting the hardware and working with a tier1 hosting provider means were up for you to play a lot more than ever. In fact, weve been up 99.99% of the time over the past year!" Johnny says loudly, "We made our budget goals last year for the first time. Thank you." Johnny says loudly, "This year, I can say something unprecedented." Johnny says loudly, "Weve made our budget goals again this year, and weve done so six months ahead of last year. Thank you so much for helping us pay our bills. " Kobalt starts applauding politely. Prospero starts applauding politely. You start applauding politely. Karma starts applauding politely. Lyla starts applauding politely. Siken starts applauding politely. Skinner starts applauding politely. Thorne says, "Best money I've ever spent. SD has entertained me more than I would've been by equivalent amount of offline games." Johnny says loudly, "yes, its you that this applause is for." Lou cheers. Thorne starts applauding politely. Catalith starts appluading politely Slither . o O ( what social is that ) Evald starts applauding politely. Kobalt will be donating soon regardless. Karma . o O ( clap ) Slither starts applauding politely. OC: Julius says, "Got no idea how to cheer or applaud"] OC: Slither says, "clap"] OC: Prospero says, "clap"] Julius starts applauding politely. OC: Prospero says, "and :cheers"] OC: Lohar says, "just .applaud"] OC: Linekin says, "emote or pose like anywhere"] Siken joker claps. Johnny says loudly, "While infrastructure represents 48% of our costs, the single biggest thing were spending money on is Facebook. This is money we used to spend on Google Ad Words." Johnny says loudly, "Last fall we determined that the money wasnt working on Ad Words and we were getting better results from less money spent on Facebook." Johnny says loudly, "So for 2014, weve reduced our Google Ad Words spend significantly and were targeting only very niche cyberpunk searches selectively." Johnny says loudly, "Our money spent with Facebook is helping to cut through the newsfeed chatter, reaching a mix of people who like things cyberpunky and people whove already liked us." Kobalt claps how CP Facebook has become. Johnny says loudly, "I personally feel that spending some money to reach people who have already liked us works to keep them more engaged with us and thus more likely to come back and play again." Slither nods in agreement. Johnny says loudly, "Weve balanced all (or almost all) weapons. Jinx went slightly crazy doing this, and it literally took months and months to come together." Kobalt applauds politely at Jinx. Johnny exclaims loudly, "The charts are fucking pretty!" Prospero says, "Poor Jinx" Prospero starts applauding politely. Jinx chuckles softly. Manuel starts applauding politely. Lyla says, "Jinx was already crazy, I see no difference." Johnny says loudly, "Weve introduced biological agents in the form of infections and cures. Blood matters more now because of this. There are syringes and forensics integration ..." Prospero cheers Johnny says loudly, "The library, which was closed for a looong time, finally reopened with a huge number of books again." Evald applauds for that. Manuel starts applauding politely. Murzerk claps grinning. Slither nods casually. Johnny says loudly, "Sadly, we had to close Super Happy Fun Land last year since it had become unplayable. Its still a Blocker bug to be resolved. I cant promise Ill get it resolved, but Ill try." Kobalt applauds but still needs to visit the Library. Prospero screams "Super Happy Fun Land" awkwardly Prospero starts applauding politely. Johnny says loudly, "Since the beginning of the year, youve opened some 80 bugs and weve closed some 60." Kobalt chuckles softly at Prospero. Karma misses SHFL. OC: Bebop says, "I'll be nodding to you all in turn to note that you've been seen when raising hands to speak.. Wait until called on though, please. Keep any other posing or chatter to an absolute minimum please. Makes it easier for us all to follow along"] Karma starts applauding politely. Johnny says loudly, "Weve been using Jira for over a year now and were mostly happy with it." Johnny says loudly, "It's certainly better than having the bugs in the MOO." [+][OOC-Chat] Doctor Professor Luck asks, "What is Jira?" [+][OOC-Chat] Some Guy: Gojira, the thing that logs your bugs Johnny says loudly, "Thanks to your love of perma pads, weve had an amazing amount of new features added." [+][OOC-Chat] Doctor Professor Luck says, "Oh, Im stupid :P" Johnny says loudly, "The average perma pad is involving the creation of 5 new Generic object types. These have been new room types, windows, furniture, and some amazing new vehicle tech." Johnny says loudly, "... and the new apartment buildings, condos and neighborhoods have really fleshed out the parts of the world that needed it most." Johnny says loudly, "The corporate world is more alive than ever. Weve had corpies before, numerous. But getting them together was the key. Last year we set out to populate the NLM tower -- the thinking being that basic geography and corporate allegiances were getting in the way of corpies socializing." Johnny says loudly, "I think this strategy has been successful and I thank everyone who has been a part of it both oocly and icly. There has been concern expressed that less people are choosing to be a mixer and were unbalanced." Johnny says loudly, "Remember this, the difference between a corpie and a mixer is fragile and you can turn from one to the other in the blink of a cyber eye. Plot their demise for them." Prospero chuckles softly. Johnny says loudly, "Youve lived through the new website accounts." Linekin . o O ( plots a-cookin'. ) Johnny says loudly, "I hope everyone survived with their BgBB names intact and things are working ok with it." Johnny says loudly, "There are more changes on the horizon." Johnny says loudly, "Notes are going to move out of the MOO (hopefully still accessible from within the game). This will likely come with changes to the webclient." [OOC: The game has been saved and backed up successfully to disk. 'help cp'] Johnny says loudly, "One of these will be logging into your website account as part of using the webclient. It wont be required, but Im sure it will annoy some." Johnny says loudly, "It will mean notes and @who integration for players and a whole lot more for administrators." Johnny takes a deep breath. Johnny says loudly, "Finally." Johnny says loudly, "I hope you are all having fun with us. I want to get your heart going with nothing but our words and your fears." Prospero claps and cheers Johnny says loudly, "I want you to be a bad guy, I want you to be a judge, I want you to rise and fall." Johnny says loudly, "Thanks for playing." Prospero claps and cheers Linekin rises from the plush leather seat that his rests on the stage. Siken starts applauding politely. Kobalt stands from their seat in the second row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Sven starts applauding loudly. Linekin starts applauding politely. Slither grins and begins applauding loudly as Johnny finishing speaking. Skinner starts applauding politely. Bebop applauds politely at Johnny. Thorne starts applauding politely. Kobalt starts applauding politely. Evald stands from their seat in the fifth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Catalith starts applauding politely. Manuel starts applauding politely. Nagami clapses. Lyla starts applauding politely. Johnny smile out at the audience and blushes. Sable applauds You grin and applaud. Lohar claps. Georgiana starts applauding softly. Fizz starts applauding politely. Netikerty golf claps quietly. Evald shouts loudly, "HERE'S TO JOHNNY!" Michel claps gently. Lavendar claps softly. Prospero whistles Slither shouts loudly, "TO JOHNNY!" You yell, 'Woo! Evald edges into the fifth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Kobalt shouts loudly, "VIVA LA SINDOME!" Siken . o O ( He never got to the part about marrying our cousins... ) Siken sighs quietly. Kobalt edges into the second row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. This shout generated by a shop full of sexy sewer rats for Johnny: who wants another 17 years?! Lou shouts loudly, "JMAN!" Sven edges into the fourth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Lohar takes of Lyla's panties and throws them at Johnny. Lyla shouts loudly, "ME!" Thorne exclaims, "Me!" Prospero shouts loudly, "YEA!" Johnny cackles madly, his eyes lighting up with glee. Slither shouts loudly, "*speaking english, in a boston / mixer accented voice* WOOO!" Manuel exclaims, "That's 34 years, that's a long time!" Navarre grins mischievously. Kobalt shouts loudly, "SINDOME 4 LIFE HOMES" Lyla exclaims, "Why 17 years? Lets go longer!" Johnny steps away from the podium. Fizz points at Lyla discretely. OC: Johnny says, "I think we run out of numbers then, lol"] Navarre raises her hand. Thorne says, "Sindome is now my real life. I need lots of years." Fengshui teleports out. ***The Glock wielding lesbian (Sable) screams OOCly, 'I was thinking more like 50 johnny, let our kids inherit the moo!' in her Xena voice.*** OC: Linekin exclaims, "Speakers: Be free to cue applause at points where you'd welcome it. Thank you Johnny!"] OC: Linekin says, "Players: Show your love but please keep it brief and non-disruptive. We have a lot to do in not a lot of time, really."] Manuel says, "Sindome is love, Sindome is life." Fengshui OOCly shouts, "my thoughts as well" Kobalt says, "Sindome until we're actually in a Cyberpunk world." [+][OOC-Chat] Doctor Professor Luck pokes Sybele. Slither steps up to the podium and adjusts the micropohone. Johnny finds his seat in the first row. Manuel exclaims, "Then even more Cyberpunk!" Lohar [to Kobalt]: Who says we aren't? Kobalt [to Lohar]: Touche. Anabelle blinks her eyes rapidly. Lohar says, "I'm sure there's sci-fi int he cyberpunk world... Oh! Ic idea for later." Sven says, "*speaking english, in an a soft, low voice* Shhh." Kobaltlooks up at Slither. Linekin walks across the stage and sits upon one of the large leather chairs. Bebop says loudly, "Alright guys, let's move along.. Slither, I believe the floor is yours" Slither pauses and waits for the crowd to settle down. Slither casually nods at Bebop. Slither smiles around at the gathered crowd and begin speaking, "So, most of you know me. My name is Slither. I am 'Head GM' and I also intermittently play several characters in the game including Seven Ecks and Altec Lansing." Hiro suddenly gasps! Manuel . o O ( Huh, he's Lansing? ) Lohar says, "Called it" Murzerk's balls finally drop. Prospero suddenly gasps! Manuel gasperaspses! Thorne starts applauding politely. Slither offers the crowd a wry smile and says, "I know that some of you had put together that Snakes Slither. Lansing hopefully surprises at least a handful of you." Fizz says loudly, "Nope." Fizz grins mischievously. Michel shrugs! Fizz whistles at Slither. Slither motions around to the gathered admin and players and says, If the words `conflict of interest' or `metagaming' came to mind when you found out who my alts were just now or at any time in the past -- I can't blame you. OC: Linekin exclaims, "Okay! Less interruptions please. Thank you!"] Manuel aggressivelies shrugs. Slither motions around to the gathered admin and players and says, If the words `conflict of interest' or 'metagaming' came to mind when you found out who my alts were just now or at any time in the past -- I can't blame you. It didn't matter to lohar anyways, there all differant personalities. --Executive Lohar OC: Slither says, "grr"] Slither motions around to the gathered admin and players and says, "If the words 'conflict of interest' or 'metagaming' came to mind when you found out who my alts were just now or at any time in the past, I can't blame you." Royce appears out of nowhere. Royce says, "*speaking english, in a rough, sand-paperish voice* damnit i thought it would take place in the ooc lounge" Slither pauses a moment, drumming his fingers against the podium, "Most of you don't know me from a hole in the wall. You have no reason to believe that I, a perfect stranger, have your best interest at heart." Slither spreads his hands in a welcoming gesture and smiles, "I do, though. There are probably a few of you that don't believe me, but I get the general feeling from having dealt with as many of you as I have, that most of you are comfortable trusting me, along with the rest of the Admin, to be consistent and fair -- even if it isn't readily apparent." Slither frowns slightly and says, "There is a reality here that we need to accept. Not everyone that signs on is going to buy into the vision we are selling. It's taken me a long time but I've finally accepted that." Sindome Amphitheater  The Brobdingnagian structure encompassing you lends heavily to classical stylings from the Italian Renaissance, characterized by transcendent marble arches. Tens of thousands of seats comfortably furnished with the finest upholstery surround the arena in tiers, each laboriously designated with hand engraved golden plates. Sleek displays are available in front of every chair, appointed to relay information from whatever function the arena is hosting at the time in a variety of languages and an assortment of touch-screen options. The landings of each tier bear floor plaques lionizing the mega-corporations involved in the funding of the gargantuan building project, lending special thanks to names that only anybody who is anybody has heard of, fettered to the tongues of the unwashed masses. You would only have to wonder for a moment how such the revenue for such an exorbitant expense could be justified before being assaulted by innumerable holographic advertisements flickering into life along the rows, others being projected as gigantic slogans and logos in the air, the products owned by the largest and most influential corporations dominating the airspace by a huge margin. The advertisements blink out of existence just as rapidly as they had appeared, working on an annoyingly regular timer chosen by market psychologists to be as disorientating as distracting as possible to the average consumer. Recycling chutes located alongside every aisle hint promisingly towards a flourishing income stream provided by confections, fast-foods and consumer drugs. Overhead awaits a dizzying sight as anybody who were to look up would find themselves staring out into the captifying panorama of space. Long-dead stars burn fiercely billions of light years away from here, with a clarity unknown to your typical mudboy who has only seen the sky as a perversion marred by human pollutants. Lurid nebulas that cannot be seen by the human eye from here are as conspicuous as earthly clouds. Madman Szpital is leaning heavily on his walking stick. HardHat Johnny is sitting in the front row. Nagami is sitting on the large stone throne Murzerk is standing here. Royce is dressed to kill. Soulis and Karma are sitting on the floor. Sable and Linekin Skywalker are seated in the large leather chairs on the stage. The podium is vacant. Julius, Lyla, Netikerty, Siken, Lizard Jinx and Fizz are sitting in the first row. Georgiana and Kobalt are sitting in the second row. Lou is sitting in the third row. You, Lavendar, Michel Miyata, Executive Lohar, Doctor Anabelle, Lenore and Sven are sitting in the fourth row. Judge Hiro, Navarre Nobody, Doctor Thorne and Evald are sitting in the fifth row. Catalith, Finn Skinner, Manuel and Prospero are sitting in the sixth row. There are no visible exits. Slither continues on, "As many of you know from the long conversations I've had with some of you, discussing the direction of the game or of your specific characters, differing opinions and constructive discussion are encouraged on Sindome. " Slither jerks his thumb into his chest, "I have a vision for Sindome." Slither points at Johnny, "Johnny has a vision for Sindome." Slither points at Sable, "Sable has a vision for Sindome." Slither points at each individual staff member in turn and then moves on to the player-base, both figuratively and literally as he steps away from the podium and begins walking down the aisle in front of him pointing at one player and then the other. Sable casually nods at Slither. Slither says, "Vision." Slither says, "Vision." Slither points at another person and says, "Vision." Slither waves his hand through the air to encompass the entire group, "Everyone has a vision for Sindome. We are a community. A family. We work together toward the shared goal of mutual enjoyment and betterment of the community, so we can continue to enjoy Sindome now and forever. We each try to make our vision come true through our own unique contributions to the game." [+][OOC-Chat] Doctor Professor Luck swoons Slither taps his temple, "My vision for Sindome spans more than the here and now. It's years ahead, in a time where the eth you put in your car comes from switchgrass grown and refined in the badlands around the city and delivered via tanker truck. Each step in that economic process another role filled by a player." Slither grins and says, "That'll be nice, right? We're closer than you think a very real and very healthy economy." Prospero grins mischievously. Slither smiles and blushs slightly, "Look, I'll be honest. I've made plenty of mistakes both as a player, and a GM. That's how we learn. We all need to recognize, as the game grows, that what worked with an average of 15 people online does not work with an average of 30 people online. and what works now won't work when we have 60 people online. IC policies and OOC policies, admin policies and player policies, everything is under a constant state of review and iteration. It always has been and always will be." Slither chuckles and holds up a single finger his right hand, It's been a long time coming but we will all benefit from getting on the same page and defining some previously undefined or blurry IC / OOC methodologies... Slither walks back down the aisle, climbing back up onto the podium and smiling out at the crowd and motioning to the admin sitting behind him "I'm pleased to announce the creation of the Senior Admin roles of Head Builder, to which Sable will be posted and Quartermaster to which Jinx will be posted." Slither looks over at the player-base, raising his eyebrows in expectation as he begins clapping. Linekin starts applauding politely. Prospero starts applauding politely. Catalith starts applauding politely. Thorne starts applauding politely. Fizz starts applauding politely. Michel claps softly. Kobalt starts applauding politely. Bebop starts applauding politely. Manuel starts applauding politely. Nagami claps. Lyla starts applauding politely. Siken starts applauding politely. Skinner starts applauding politely. Sven starts applauding politely. Johnny applauds politely at Sable. Slither smiles brightly. Netikerty ninja claps. Karma starts applauding politely. Georgiana starts applauding softly. Prospero applauds politely at Sable. Slither steps out of the way and motions to Sable and Jinx. Jinx starts applauding politely. Evald gives Sable the clap. You applaud. [+][OOC-Chat] Doctor Professor Luck says, "That escalated quickly" [+][OOC-Chat] Seenal pokes thecraftydragon. Kobalt wolf whistles. Slither steps back up to the podium. [+][OOC-Chat] thecraftydragon nods. Slither motions to Sable and then Jinx, "The Head Builder will be the goto for all build projects and build related training and admin resources. The Quartermaster is responsible for weapon balancing, economic balancing, and gear fulfillment and gear related training within the game and any and all admin resources relating to that. They deserve our respect, admiration and appreciation for their difficult and time consuming, yet lovingly delivered, contributions to the game." [+][OOC-Chat] thecraftydragon sticks their tongue out at Seenal [+][OOC-Chat] Seenal starts to cry. Lohar holds up an 'I <3 Sable banner' [+][OOC-Chat] ConsoleCowboy comforts Seenal. Thorne has worked with Sable a lot on building, and can certainly vouch for how much effort she puts into it. Jinx, no doubt, as well! Slither says, "As does every single admin, past and present. And every player. So for the ones not represented here, that have supported the game in the past or still do. Let's have another round of appluase." Kobalt starts applauding politely. Fizz starts applauding politely. Slither claps loudly. Manuel starts applauding politely. Sehkmet starts applauding politely. Thorne starts applauding politely. [+][OOC-Chat] thecraftydragon pats Seenal on the shoulder.  Jinx starts applauding politely. Sven starts applauding politely. Siken starts applauding politely. Lou starts applauding politely. Soulis starts applauding politely. Lyla starts applauding politely. Karma starts applauding politely. You applaud. Bebop starts applauding politely. Kobalt holds up lighter for "the fallen". Skinner starts applauding politely. Linekin applauds politely at Slither. Waiguoren_Guest appears out of nowhere. Johnny starts applauding enthusiastically. Waiguoren_Guest says, "*speaking english* I heard there was a party." Siken holds up a sign that reads 'I love Roger!' Catalith starts applauding politely. Slither nods appreciatively at the crowd as the clapping dies down, "There are two other new positions. Operations Manager and Chief Historian. And, keep in mind all Senior Admin duties are in addition to normal GM duties." You think . o O ( Roger Rabbit.... ) Manuel . o O ( Eddie Valiant is ded tho ) Navarre pats the seat next to her for Waiguoren. "Shhh." Slither reachs up and wipes a sheen of sweat from his brow, glancing up at the spotlight being shone on the dais and the podium in particular, then back to the gathered crowd, "The Chief Historian will be in charge of the Sindome Lore, keeping it straight, and making sure that any admin who has questions is pointed to the correct resource. They will also act as scribe, cataloging and biographing major IC events for the timeline, etc. Thanks to Guardian for giving me the idea and showing me the importance of such a role." Slither says, ""The Operations Manager will split the Head GM role in two. The Head GM will manage the day to day plotting and pacing of the game, be expected to keep plots moving and GMs motivated as well as keeping track of what puppets need to be doled out and in what order."" Waiguoren_Guest walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Slither smiles and says, "The Operations Manager will be more of a news assignment desk role. The Operations Manager will take a macro view of things and work the game toward it's long term goals. This involves delegating tasks to the appropriate admin, macro plot approval and direction, etc. That's the role I'll be taking once we have someone to succeed me at the Head GM role. I also fill the Chief Historian Role right now, another role that we will be looking to move someone into over time." Slither hooks a thumb at his chest and grins at the players, "I have never wanted to be Head GM. I took the job because there was no one else. I kept it for the same reason. I can't wait to be able to take a step back and just work on the big picture." Slither places his hands on either side of the podium and smiles warmly, "Many of you have already experienced this new long view and have been introduced to new factions, or new faction rivalries. My hope is that this IC growth of factions, the building out of organizations, continues along with the OOC growth of the game." Slither places his right hand over his heart as he says, "I, like many of you, do my part to keep Sindome alive, interesting and fresh. From someone who's life has been dramatically altered for the better because of Sindome. thank you all for all you have done for or given to the game. Every player and every admin from the past, present, future. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart." Slither steps away from the podium. Prospero starts applauding politely. Kobalt stands from their seat in the second row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Nagami scratchesses her name into the chair. Kobalt starts applauding politely. Skinner starts applauding politely. Linekin applauds politely at Slither. Siken starts applauding politely. Bebop applauds politely at Slither. Karma starts applauding politely. Thorne starts applauding politely. Manuel starts applauding politely. Linekin rises from the plush leather seat that his rests on the stage. Sven starts applauding politely. Soulis starts applauding politely. Murzerk starts applauding politely. Linekin applauds politely at Slither. Lyla starts applauding politely. Sehkmet starts applauding politely. Navarre starts applauding politely. Julius starts applauding politely. Kobalt edges into the second row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Lavendar starts applauding politely. You applaud and cheer. Slither raises his other hand to the crowd and smiles and waves slightly. Johnny applauds politely at Slither. Sable applauds politely at Slither. Netikerty offers her condolences to Slither's predicament with an approving clap. Georgiana starts applauding softly. Evald claps madly and whistles loudly. "*Tweeeet*!" Lohar claps. Nagami lookses to the ceiling and starts counting the tiles. Lou starts applauding politely. Jinx starts applauding politely. Slither begins walking away from the podium before stopping and turning around and walking back. Slither steps up to the podium and adjusts the micropohone. Netikerty says loudly, "*speaking english, in a somewhat exotic, sultry, and entirely feminine voice* hashtagSlitherRocks" Nagami . o O ( more? ) Linekin . o O ( shit here he comes again ) Fizz holds up a sign that reads 'ODS TURF!' and 'BUY NERPS' Slither asks, "Yeah... so.. i'm in charge of this thing aren't I?" Jinx chuckles softly. Johnny chuckles softly. You nod. Nagami nodses. Prospero chuckles softly. Linekin asks loudly, "*speaking english* What's next, Slither?" Siken . o O ( Here comes the cousin marriage coding....... ) Julius nods casually. Siken rubs his hands, "*speaking english, in a low, bass tone voice* Ohhhh ho ho ho ho..." Slither says, "Alright, here we go. Everyone can follow along." Slither says, "http://www.sindome.org/help/town-hall-agenda/" Slither says, "Common Immersion Issues." Linekin says loudly, "My favorite subject." Julius raises his hand. Linekin walks across the stage and sits upon one of the large leather chairs. Michel raises his hand. Bebop grins mischievously at Linekin. Bebop casually nods at Michel. Slither [to Bebop]: You can call the first person. OC: Bebop says, "I'll be nodding to you all in turn to note that you've been seen when raising hands to speak.. Wait until called on though, please. Keep any other posing or chatter to an absolute minimum please. Makes it easier for us all to follow along"] Nagami etchesses "man words" into the next chair. OC: Manuel steps out of the IC world.] Slither OOCly shouts, "no reason to @ooc if you are idle you can stay @ic" Slither [to Bebop]: Who's first? Bebop [to Michel]: You're up. Michel says, "Actually, Julius raised his hand first..." You nod. OC: Slither says, "just stand up to signify you are talking, and sit down when done"] OC: Slither says, "just go in the order bebop says"] Michel says, "All right..." Michel stands from their seat in the fourth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. OC: Slither says, "we gotta move this along, alright 9 minutes behind scheudle :)"] Netikerty raises her hand. Johnny walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Bebop casually nods at Netikerty. Linekin smiles encouragingly to Michel. Linekin disappears. Linekin appears out of nowhere. OC: Manuel steps back into the IC world.] OC: Slither says, "try to have what you are going to say ready"] Michel says, "I think that more frequent system messages on crowded streets would solve that problem... having people bump into you, or reminding one of random chatter out and about on the street... I think it'd be okay for it to be a bit spammy, even, as it'd encourage people to go to quieter areas to carry on conversations." Linekin raises his hand. Michel edges into the fourth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Bebop casually nods at Linekin. Linekin casually nods at Bebop. Johnny nods thoughtfully at Michel's idea. Bebop [to Julius]: You're up, next. If there are no comments from admin on that Slither nods to Michel and says, "Noted. Might have some IC consequences of driving players off the streets where other players can find them though." Julius stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Michel nods to Slither. OC: Slither says, "that's how we will do this. say an idea or concern, it is noted, we move on, someone else cna add on to your idea or address it when they speak. "] Julius says loudly, "My biggest issue is with people that magically know your real name when said name was never given. I am auto programmed to the point I have a different problem: I target an alias." OC: Slither says, "you can get in the end of line if you need to."] OC: Slither says, "and i will be enforcing time limits"] Julius says loudly, "But it happens a lot. People just assume your name from seeing it." Julius walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Jinx says, "*speaking english, in an an array of voice cut-outs jumbled toguether voice* Call fault on them." Bebop says loudly, "Thank you Julius.. Next we'll hear from Netikerty.." Netikerty stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Netikerty smiles as she says, "I love the new stance people have been taking to keep situations IC and immersive. Mentioning made up bands, made up songs, made up situations, whatever it is. These situations are all wonderful, and especially great when people add their own details in, even when they weren't the topic's starter. I want to see more of it. Those of you who have been putting the effort in to make this happen, I salute you." Jinx says, "You can always monitor each other in points like these." Netikerty brazenly salutes and pops back down after her comment. Netikerty walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Slither [to Netikerty]: I love when players do that. Bebop casually nods at Netikerty. Bebop [to Linekin]: And next.. Michel raises his hand again. Bebop smiles innocently at Linekin. Slither [to Netikerty]: Especially adding on and growing things organic-like. Jinx says, "We even 'steal' things like these and add to the game." Linekin rises from the plush leather seat that his rests on the stage. Linekin casually nods at Bebop. Bebop casually nods at Michel. Linekin walks to the front edge of the stage, and does not use any mic. His low male voice fills the room naturally. Linekin says loudly, "*speaking english, in a Downeast-accented, salty fisherman's voice* Immersion is an extremely common irritation lately, but it's player behavior. I'm pleased people like Michel are looking for ways to cue people to keep it in mind, but let's help each other. Coded \"solutions\" aren't the answer." Slither steps away from the podium. OC: Bebop says, "If I happen to miss anyone, it's not intentional, just xhelp with a polite nudge :)"] Linekin says loudly, "Jinx is right - call people on it, but, when it comes to the themeliness of roleplaying this massive and unimaginably crowded city, it isn't about shaming them, it's going to be about setting an example and lovingly showing not telling." Linekin has about 60 seconds. Linekin says loudly, "If you've seen the BGBB forum posts on sindome.org, the frequent [OOC-Chat] outbursts on this subject, the admin shouts, or personal XHELPs from admins about this, then you know that themeliness is a major irritant to many players and to admins lately." OC: Slither says, "sure let's make that official. everyone has 60 seconds-ish. anyone taking to long is getting warned. cool? cool."] Linekin says loudly, "Is there anyone here who is not aware of this issue? Who has not seen the BGBB form posts on the website about it? Who has not seen the admin shouts about it? Who has not seen the [OOC-Chat] discussions or been XHELP'ed by admins about it? Hold your show of hands till the end but I will ask to see any." Linekin says loudly, "Please do not be afraid to speak up and say so if you are unaware of this." Linekin says loudly, "It isn't to put anyone on the spot, it's for us as admins to learn whether we need to work harder to get the message out and to see if there are any particular players who would welcome some helpful attention from us on this. " Jinx raise my hand Linekin says loudly, "We are not here to break nuts, we hope to be helpful and show not tell how to be more themely and less immersion-breaking for other players." Navarre raises her hand. Sable pokes Jinx in the ribs repeatedly. Linekin .wait, finished, and, .cast an eye over the gathering looking for anyone who has not been aware of this. Johnny hides his Nutcracker 3000 under his seat. OC: Slither says, "we're taking 3 more people on this then moving on due to time constraits."] Navarre [to Linekin]: BGBB link plz? Waiguoren_Guest raises his hand. You raise hand to speak briefly on the issue. Bebop casually nods at Jinx. Navarre lowers her hand. OC: Slither says, "i think we already have 3 in line guys, just fyi"] Linekin says loudly, "The most prominent one is http://sindo.me/mjv5db" Bebop casually nods at Jp. You lower hand. Jinx stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Linekin says loudly, "Okay, I'm done. Thanks and let's help each other with examples. We're all imaginative people who are here to roleplay." Linekin walks back to his seat. Linekin walks across the stage and sits upon one of the large leather chairs. Bebop [to Michel]: Next up. Slither [to Linekin]: Thank you and well said. Michel stands from their seat in the fourth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Michel asks, "I don't mean to take up more time, but I do want to ask - will there be a time toward the end to bring up issues and topics not on the agenda?" Jinx says, "Sure." Bebop casually nods at Michel. Johnny makes the move things along symbol. Michel says, "I prepared a list of things to ask about beforehand, but I'll hold onto them after everything is covered." Michel edges into the fourth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Bebop [to Jinx]: Next up Linekin nods Jinx says, "Pretty quick. I'd like to see more weather information. People feeling cold in the streets or hot... Wet is wonderful as is blood. I'd like to see shivers and sweat." Prospero nods casually. Jinx says, "That's basically it..." Jinx walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Julius casually nods at Jinx. Bebop says loudly, "Room for one more.. " Netikerty raises hand. Bebop casually nods at Netikerty. Netikerty stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Netikerty says loudly, "I think a 'Message of the Day' type thing when logging in would be an incredibly helpful reminder on current issues that players can work on to make the game a better place. Reminders to stay immersive, notices of important topics on the BgBBs, things that are OOC but directly related to the game's general health." Netikerty walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. You raise your finger and lower it, then shrug. Slither nods casually. Johnny [to Slither]: we could rework the 'news' system we don't make much use of. Slither nods casually. Slither says, "Alright, moving on." Slither says, "Help us help you." Slither says, "Let me say a few words." Slither says, "You don't need GMs for must stuff." Slither says, "You can find players to do it if you are creative. Especially if you use gridmail." Slither says, "So let's start the queue with ideas about how you can operate effectively as a player without a GM, or issues you commonly run into as a player that cause your RP to grind to a halt that we might have a solution for as a community." Slither says, "No specifics, don't reveal and IC info." Slither [to Bebop]: You can begin calling on people as they raise there hands. Kobalt raises hand. Julius raises his hand. Bebop casually nods at Kobalt. Kobalt stands from their seat in the second row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Michel raises his hand. Bebop casually nods at Julius. Bebop casually nods at Michel. Kobalt says, "*speaking english, in a faintly german, slightly high voice* I sometimes now, and in the past, find it difficult to find PCs to RP with - as I'm sure many have before - as people are off doing their own thing, offline or AFK. The dilemma I always face is whether or not to interact with an NPC for the sake of just RP - not wanting to be an irritation to any busy admins who have to puppet. Where do those who us who are idling and wanting to RP stand, when we don't want to be a bother to you guys who are already doing so much already for the larger playbase? Is there an IC way we have, or can introduce, to basically say I want to RP? without going into OOC terrority - other than simply find other players." Kobalt edges into the second row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Sable rises from the plush leather seat that her rests on the stage. Linekin casually nods at Sable. Slither says, "Sable is going to field that." Netikerty raises. Bebop casually nods at Netikerty. Sable [to Kobalt]: *speaking english* the best way to start is making use of the SIC system... There have been chars that do most of their rp that way, its a great way to meet, chat and find out what is going on. Also the Grid is another way to find rp. Some games out there do what you are speaking of but that is more a MUSHy enviroment. When in doubt, head somewhere you want to rp and broadcast over SIC. 90% of the time people will show... Kobalt nods to Sable. Johnny says loudly, "You can also ask a bartender where the party is at" Sable walks across the stage and sits upon one of the large leather chairs. Thorne casually nods at Sable. Bebop [to Julius]: And our next speaker. Julius stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Julius says loudly, "I think notes are a powerful thing. People just need to use them more I guess. Ever since I started using notes for everything my RP goes about a lot better. It is also goot to make a note -before- approaching an NPC you wish to speak with and have said note cover the topic so GM's know what is going to be about while addressing the NPC like a -real- PC. Goes a long way." Slither nods casually. Prospero raises his hand Sable casually nods at Julius. Bebop casually nods at Prospero. Jinx stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Julius walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Jinx says, "Also public places will get NPCs puppeted if there's a GM around and the place has people in it. Places like bars, cafes and restaurants." Prospero says loudly, "*speaking english, in an in a slightly cajun accented voice* What do you consider about relations with an NPC, albeit the player being nice, or even just wanting to talk to them" Prospero stands from their seat in the sixth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. OC: Prospero says, "Oops"] Siken raises his hand. Bebop casually nods at Siken. Jinx walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Jinx stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. OC: Slither says, "who's turn to speak"] Jinx [to Prospero]: Define relations? OC: Bebop says, "I've got Michel next"] Prospero [to Jinx]: For example, my char is nice to an NPC, and Ive wanted to talk to the NPC for a while, but havent as admins are busy. What should I do? OC: Bebop says, "Neti Prospero then Siken following."] OC: Slither says, "that will be it for this topic"] Linekin rises from the plush leather seat that his rests on the stage. Jinx says, "We do track how NPCs relate to players, regarding liking or disliking them. Talking to NPCs needs some timing and also you need to wait a bit for us to respond." OC: Slither [to Bebop]: siken is the last i mean] Linekin [to Jinx]: may I very briefly add? OC: Bebop asks, "Okay, Prospero already went, correct?"] Prospero nods casually. OC: Prospero says, "Yup, just did, pretty much"] Prospero edges into the sixth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Bebop nods casually. Jinx says, "If you think this is spammy the GM side is more. So talk to them as if they were players and wait a bit for the response." Jinx casually nods at Linekin. Lohar raises his hand. Bebop [to Michel]: Next up Linekin [to Prospero]: the more you can let us know ahead of time or at the time you're talking to the NPC what you want from them, the more likely one of us is going to be motivated to act on it. I don't answer when someoe just asks a NPC can we talk? Prospero nods casually. Bebop casually nods at Lohar. Jinx nods casually. Linekin says loudly, "Your notes and the content of your speech to the NPC go a long way." Jinx sits cross-legged on the floor. Linekin walks across the stage and sits upon one of the large leather chairs. Jinx stands up from the floor. OC: Bebop says, "Lohar is the last on this topic"] Jinx walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Siken says, "Awww, I didn't get to go." OC: Julius says, "Which is why I said -use- notes please you have no idea how powerful they can be."] OC: Lohar says, "you are before me SIken"] OC: Siken says, "kk"] Siken [to Bebop]: Cool if I speak? Bebop [to Michel]: It's on you Michel exclaims, "Ah...!" Michel says, "Sorry! I missed that.." Michel stands from their seat in the fourth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Michel says, "I'm afraid there isn't much of a way to say this without hinting a bit of IC info, but when I made my character, I invisioned him not as someone who'd go looking for trouble, but rather as someone whom trouble finds. As I've started to play, however, it's become clear that RP comes primarily to those who actively seek to involve themselves in conflicts. I'm sure I'm not the only one who plays a more passive character - I'm not sure how this would work, but it would help me greatly if there could be some way of getting passive characters involved in plots more. Would something like this be reasonable to request, or is it a fundamental problem with my character concept that I'm just going to have to live with...? I'm willing to accept that it could be a problem with how I play in particular and not with the structure of the game, so a bit of guidance would also be appreciated if that's the case." Lenore's body goes limp as she slumps to the ground unconscious. OC: Bebop says, "Neti, then Siken, then Lohar to finish."] Lenore hauls herself to her feet, rubbing her eyes. Michel edges into the fourth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Nagami . o O ( someone has epilepsy... ) Lenore edges into the fourth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Sable rises from the plush leather seat that her rests on the stage. Slither says, "*speaking english, in a boston / mixer accented voice* Sable then Jinx will speak on that." Jinx stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Sable [to Michel]: that is where player notes come in.. the more we know about what your char is doing, thinking planing ect, the more we can incorperate your characters into plots. Also from the admin side, we do monitor who isnt getting attention or hasnt in a long time and we try to spread the love. Michel nods to Sable. "*speaking english, in a high, gentle voice* I have been using notes less than I used to... I'll try to keep up on that more." Jinx says, "I always make what I call support characters. Not the frontman looking for trouble, but the guy helping or plotting against people." Sable walks across the stage and sits upon one of the large leather chairs. Jinx says, "What you need to do is go out and find these people that do take the risks and rp with them and all of a sudden all kinds of RP will splash over your character." Linekin claps. "Yes!" Slither chuckles softly. Slither nods casually. Bebop [to Netikerty]: Next speaker.. Sable casually nods at Jinx. Michel says, "Thanks for the advice..." Johnny says loudly, "Don't avoid the dark alleys." Jinx says, "So you enable their RP and get some in return." Netikerty stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Jinx sits cross-legged on the floor. Julius casually nods at Sable. Netikerty says loudly, "*speaking english, in a somewhat exotic, sultry, and entirely feminine voice* I think it would be a lovely addition, for players that require a little extra help, to be able to step into a private OOC room with a new player to help guide that player in how to begin the game. Sometimes people are a little cautious about being public, because they're intimidated, or sometimes they need more help than just a general answer. Some people like knowing what they're doing, code wise, before attempting it." Netikerty says loudly, "*speaking english, in a somewhat exotic, sultry, and entirely feminine voice* An OOC room, one on one with a regular player, can grant the comfort needed for a new player to get out on their own and handle IC situations without feeling incompetent. The game is supposed to be intimidating IC'ly, but there is no reason it should ever feel that way OOC'ly. I've seen features like this on other games, and it seems to be really successful (when utilized) at hooking in a new player. The benefit also extends to the fact that it requires less GM work when things are explained, up front, on how to do things. A regular player knows what a new player is probably thinking, and what they will probably want to know eventually, and can share that info easily with someone asking for in-depth help without spamming the mud." Netikerty walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Slither [to Michel]: You letting us know just now, as a community, goes a long way toward furthering your goal as well :) Michel smiles to Slither. Slither casually nods at Netikerty. Jinx [to Netikerty]: You have @ooc for ooc discussions. Johnny [to Slither]: did you just say what I think you said? poor Michel. Slither chuckles softly. Michel frets. Sven pats Michel's head gently. Slither [to Netikerty]: We'll discuss it back here and see if it fits with what we've got planned in that direction. Thanks for the feedback on it. Jinx says, "And you also have xgame for game help and xooc for ooc banter." Bebop says loudly, "Thank you Neti, next up, Siken" Netikerty [to Jinx]: The problem with @ooc is that it isn't always quiet, and there is no way to know if a player wants help if they don't know to speak up or aren't comfortable with it yet. Siken stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Siken stands up to speak in front of everyone, wearing a shirt that reads 'VOTE YES FOR COUSIN MARRIAGE' in bright neon colors. Siken says, "To go on what Julius just said. Notes are a very effective and respectful way of letting GM's know what you are planning AND if it is going to involve a NPC. People need to remember that GMs are people too and sometimes they need a few minutes to 30 minutes worth of time to prepare. Character @notes helps EVERYONE, especially you." Siken walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Sable casually nods at Siken. Jinx casually nods at Siken. Bebop applauds politely at Siken. Jinx says, "Also usually when a GM puppets an NPC they will do a single emote and idle a bit" Slither casually nods at Siken. Prospero starts applauding politely. Bebop [to Lohar]: ANd our last speaker on the topic Slither [to Siken]: Well said. Julius applauds politely at Siken. Jinx says, "This means they are reading all notes on the NPC and the character to update themselves." Jinx says, "So be patient." Bebop [to Lohar]: You had something? Lohar says loudly, "*speaking english, in a meek suburban voice* Firstly, i want to say: Love the idea of fixing the news command for a message of the day. Hate the idea of MOTD popping up on log in. But my thing is. Your IC Data. And I have been guilty of this too, but I'm fixing it for myself, and hopefully others follow along. Yes you can use Wordpad or Notepad or google docs to handle all your IC data. But what does that add to the game? If everyone stored there IC data, IC, in e-notes or in nodes they hire Deckers to keep safe, it would pick up the espionage part of the game. To the staff I ask: Are there any ways you are planning for makign data retention ICly more...Well just more really." Slither says, "Johnny will address that." Navarre likes this. Johnny says loudly, "I have started an 'ic-documents' component to the website" Johnny stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Johnny says loudly, "The notion being objects bound to website urls" Slither . o O ( oOo ) Johnny says loudly, "and access to them" Johnny says loudly, "sort of like having to have a quickterm to use the grid" Johnny says loudly, "only much more open and generic" Johnny says loudly, "So that slither could use it for say, tac-comps" Johnny says loudly, "and I could use it for e-notes" Johnny says loudly, "etc, etc" Kobalt says, almost drooling, "Paydata." Nagami glances down at her digital watch. Johnny says loudly, "thats another reason why we needed website accounts." Hiro starts applauding politely. Lohar says loudly, "Ohh. I think I have a nerdon just thinking about it" Johnny says loudly, "I have long term plans to better support notes and things like ic-documents. There are just a lot of long term plans. :)" Lohar applauds. OC: Bebop says, "Let's keep the chatter to a minimum chummers and chummettes, still a lot of ground to cover"] Navarre starts applauding politely. Johnny walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Bebop [to Slither]: Moving along.. Slither says, "We're moving on. One final note. The agenda contains a lot of good data in it about what we're talking about. Including exmaples." Slither says, "State of the Mix." Slither says, "Risk reward. This crosses into State of Topside as well." Slither says, "Being a Mixer is different then being a corpie. Corpies are the haves. Mixers the have nots. topside is supposed to be easier. It's also a lot different RP." Slither says, "Discuss." Slither motions to Bebop. Slither grins mischievously. Waiguoren_Guest raises his hand. Bebop says loudly, "Let;s begin with a show of hands for Mix topics" Bebop casually nods at Waiguoren_Guest. Michel raises his hand. Bebop casually nods at Michel. Bebop [to Waiguoren_Guest]: You can go ahead Waiguoren_Guest asks, "In the mix, there are a lot of factions present that historically possessed a lot of power and position that tie both worlds together. Are those still active and relevent?" Lohar raises his hand. Slither steps up to the podium and adjusts the micropohone. Slither says, "Many of them are, yes." Slither says, "You can check out the website.. www.sindome.org" Slither says, "http://www.sindome.org/timeline/" Slither says, "That is our timeline. We also have a Wiki." Julius raises his hand. Slither says, "Which we need contributers for." Bebop casually nods at Lohar. Bebop casually nods at Julius. Slither says, "If you want to contribute e-mail help@sindome.org with who you are ICly. and that you want to help." Slither [to Bebop]: Go ahead. Bebop [to Michel]: Next point Slither [to Waiguoren_Guest]: Thanks for your question. Michel stands from their seat in the fourth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Michel says, "The way I see it, there doesn't seem to be a lot of opportunities for Mixers to make money, outside from getting a proper salaried job like a corpie would. I understand that taking it from the 'haves' is one way, but that pegs successful mixers solely as being criminals at worst and assholes at best. There doesn't seem to be a lot of space for 'good' mixers to make it on their own. Since most roles in the game require equipment to perform their most basic functions, and most of this equipment is fairly pricey, I think that having more avenues of income for Mixers might be worthwhile." Fizz raises her hand. Bebop casually nods at Fizz. Michel says, "A reduction in the price of the most basic equipment needed to be useful could also work towards this." Kobalt raises hand. Bebop casually nods at Kobalt. Murzerk raises his hand. Michel edges into the fourth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Slither steps away from the podium. Bebop casually nods at Murzerk. Michel . o O ( I could have phrased that better. ) Sable [to Michel]: Without getting into too much detail, that allready exhists, also, the money from the corpies does trickle down to the mix. Lyla's body goes limp as she slumps to the ground unconscious. Lyla hauls herself to her feet, rubbing her eyes. Bebop [to Lohar]: Next up Michel nods to Sable. Lohar says loudly, "I love seeing musical acts at Korova. But Korova is Televised. It should be the 'big boy' venue. Where would be good places in the mix for musical artists to start playing, earning up buzz and fans before making the move topside, if they ever even decide to 'sell out'" Lyla raises her hand. Jinx [to Lohar]: Sing-A-Rong Bebop says loudly, "There's a stage int he Drome's desc" Bebop asks loudly, "How many have noticed it?" Lohar says loudly, "never noticed the stage at the drome. Good to know" Johnny says loudly, "carnal" Slither [to Lohar]: The Drome or Carnal. Linekin raise my hand at Bebop's question. Julius has. Georgiana hasses too. Sable [to Lohar]: I have that in my building plans timeline for topside Slither says, "This is a player role waiting to happen." Jinx says, "Basically any place would do. You just need to look for a chance ICly." You nod having noticed the Drome's stage. Julius has on -both- places. Jinx says, "Playing a guitar on a cafe works as well." Murzerk mumbles something about having to write a note about being a wuss. Bebop [to Lohar]: Excellent question though. Next we have Julius Lohar exclaims loudly, "yay! More IC Musics!" Slither says, "A player should step up and fill the role of talent agent / Ari Gold before I make another character that fills this role for myself." Julius stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Julius says loudly, "As someone who has played Mixer. I would like to see more population on the PC gang wise. As in populating the gangs with more PC's that can make the Mix more hazardous and fun. I would also like to see more fledgling gangs that belong to the main gang. Something that happens a lot in real life." Slither chuckles softly. Julius walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Lohar [to Slither]: Someone should do it so i can stop doing it. Lohar chuckles softly. Slither casually nods at Lohar. Slither [to Bebop]: Who's next? Jinx [to Julius]: We can't force players into gangs. Bebop [to Fizz]: Next up Fizz stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Jinx says, "But all gangs are open for any players." Lohar says loudly, "or start a new gang." Jinx says, "And you do get perks for being in a gang." Jinx casually nods at Lohar. Lohar shtusses up, and goes back to smoking a bowl. Fizz says loudly, "*speaking english, in a feminine, erratically pitched and cheerfully intoned voice* First off, I'd like to say that I appreciate all of the work which is going into helping Topside; the growth Topside has been experiencing is a buff to the Mix. How? The more prominence the corporations gain and the more steps are introduced to create a fully fledged economy within Sindome the more opportunities that Mixers have to rip in with their fangs and talons and take the power from the corporations and I think that this is important to appreciate. There seems to be an underlying feeling that the Mix is being passed over lately with the work on the topside but I really don't feel that way." Jinx says, "The snakes were player made before slither became a gm." Julius [to Jinx]: Oh no I know that. Just I would like maybe a help file that helps people make an informed choice of -why- to join. Linekin says loudly, "One speaker at a time please." OC: Linekin asks, "One speaker at at time please. Fizz?"] Bebop [to Fizz]: Excellent point OC: Slither says, "it goes without saying though I say it anyway that if we disagree or are fast in our response it's just due to time constraints. we can open discussions on all of this and continue it in much further depth on the BGBB after the meeting."] Bebop [to Fizz]: Anything else on that? Skinner raises hand. Fizz nods casually. Bebop [to Kobalt]: Next up Fizz says loudly, "That said, I have to agree with Michel; I would like to see more opportunities for mixers within the Mix itself. But I dont think that this is up to the GMs to provide for or new systems. I would like to see more employment of players from players. I know that a lot of this is going on already but I feel that a lot of the lack of retention in the Mix currently has to do with the fact that there seems to be more prominent opportunities topside one way or the other. Or moreover the PERCEPTION thereof." Bebop casually nods at Skinner. Julius nods casually. Fizz walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Kobalt stands from their seat in the second row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Jinx says, "The corpie side was way underdeveloped game-wise and now that we have enough players in it we're running to get it to speed." OC: Linekin asks, "Thank you Fizz. Kobalt?"] Kobalt says, "From my perspective, I see the issue with the Mix is this. I have just written a note with a proposal to help elevate this. They are supposed to be the have nots. And the haves, are meant to be the ones fuelling it. It's like that in CP everywhere. From Neuromancer, to Total Recall, the corpies are the ones hiring the Mix. I think the problem is that it's much easier to get a job for topside and thus attracts more people. Whereas down in the Mix, there aren't many corpies offering work to the plebs in classic CP style, with the lure of big money, more than they can make where they are (the mix in this case). Some more corpies hiring Mixes for dirty work would be welcome. Playing a die-hard Mixer is fun: but there's not many die-hard Mixers, as it's dull to just stay in the Mix without much work or players - at least from my POV. At the moment, the Mix and Corpies seem too disconnected, when really, they should be." Kobalt edges into the second row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. OC: Bebop says, "Murzerk then Skinner.. after Kobalt Then We'll move to Topside concerns"] Murzerk lowers his hand. Murzerk says loudly, "*speaking english, in a sultry yet baritone voice* I feel that yes, it is easier to make a living on the upper levels, almost laughably so, that I made a character that actively pulls away from it. I feel the reason the Red looses it's charm is because it isn' big and...ehh.. exciting enough as it is and this makes people immediately head to upper levels as an ultimate goal . For example hiding around and shadowing is harder, and when one person commits crime it is RPed like it never happens. And although in comparison law breaking on upper levels is more severe it doesn't change that it seems a little harsh law wise and not player conflict wise." Murzerk says loudly, "And by never happens I mean that it isn't a common occurance." Bebop says loudly, "To answer Kobalt's concern, I can only say that I pesonally know of a ton of rp and money trickling down from topside into the mix, just because you don't see ti doesn't mean it isn't there" Jinx [to Kobalt]: I agree that there needs to be more abuse of Mixer labor by the Corporations. Sable casually nods at Bebop. Johnny whispers, ", ":se: no: a:use"" to Jinx. Kobalt [to Bebop]: Agreed. But the problem is, the new players don't see it: and head topside. Hiro says, "*speaking english, in a stoic, authoritative voice* They're not meant to see it. You don't see anything if you don't go looking." Murzerk nods a little in agreement. Lohar . o O ( Mental note: Abuse more mixers ) Kobalt [to Bebop]: It's all well and good saying it happens, but you don't see it - but that's why so many head topside, because there's at least chance for work and RP. Jinx says, "Heh. use... yes there are a lot of coded jobs that are corps using cheap mixer labor." OC: Slither says, "okay getting out of control"] Johnny asks loudly, "And who are the corpies welcoming these immigrant scum to the glories of the upper levels?" Catalith agrees with Hiro OC: Slither says, "quiet up and lets listen to who's next"] Bebop casually nods at Slither. OC: Slither [to Bebop]: Who is next?] Bebop [to Skinner]: Next up Skinner asks, "im still new so again ignore my ignorance. and i dont have a solution as such other than a previously mentioned dark version of the net. but it would be good for criminal elements to have a means to advertise and communicate/recruit that feels right icly, ie not broadcastin on the open grid... subtly only gets so far.... im thinking mainly for coordination with people on different shifts and weird timezones?" Skinner says, "i think this may address some of the points raised and improve mixer oppertunities as such.." Nagami's body goes limp as she slumps to the ground unconscious. Julius casually nods at Skinner. Slither nods casually. Jinx [to Skinner]: We have different means of commuication that aren't the grid. Jinx [to Skinner]: From grafitti to printed media. Slither [to Jinx]: He's referring to long distance / with players not on in your time zone Linekin says loudly, "Even on the grid there's a darknet. It's not hard to find. It's not easy to acdess." Nagami hauls herself to her feet, rubbing her eyes. Fizz raises her hand again, tentatively. Skinner says, "its a bit of catch 22.. it needs to be easy for the new plauers to see.. but not obvious and lose the right feel" OC: Slither [to Bebop]: Next?] Jinx says, "Yes, we do have other means of mass conversations." Szpital raises his hand. Bebop casually nods at Fizz. Bebop casually nods at Szpital. Nagami stumblesses back to her chair. Lyla . o O ( They're all out to get me. Cameras everywhere. Chip in my neck. No escape. It's all about control. They wanna control me! ) Bebop [to Fizz]: Next Fizz stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. OC: Bebop says, "Szpital will wrap up after Fizz, then Topside.."] OC: Bebop says, "I'll begin taking a show of hands for Topside concerns now"] Fizz says loudly, "Johnny reminded me of something, perhaps the most important thing; the Mix is easy to escape right now. The recruiting hailing down from topside is ravenous. That's a weird disconnect to me: I understand mixers being driven by slaves in cheap labor factories and what have you but instead what we have is scummy immigrants who don't hail from the corporate world being welcomed into it with open arms. That's unusual to me. It feels like it should be a lot harder to get into the larger corporations if you don't have a staunchly corporate background yourself (probably not you if you came in through the gates)." Fizz walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Linekin nods at Fizz. Slither says, "*speaking english, in a boston / mixer accented voice* Sable will address that." Sable says, "*speaking english* I have it in the agenda, but my statement covers that." Sable says, "Topside seems easy right now, but with the influx of players and topside never really being established in the past, there is a growth curve as the topside catches up with the development that has already taken place in the mix over years. None of these changes that take place overnight and we have to all be patient, players and admin alike as the topside society truly evolves. We have intentions of guiding and prodding it in the direction we feel is best for corporate theme so be patient and have fun as it evolves." Navarre raises her hand. Fizz smiles warmly. You raise hand. Fizz casually nods at Sable. Julius applauds politely at Sable. Bebop casually nods at Navarre. Bebop casually nods at Jp. You lower your hand. XHELP Bebop [responding to you]: Just to be clear, if you raise your hand, leave it up, lowering it will mean that yuo don't wish to speak anymore. I think I skipped you earlier for that Nagami carvesses some -man words- into the chair. Lohar raises his hand for topside. Bebop casually nods at Lohar. Bebop [to Navarre]: Our first speaker on Topside concerns Navarre stands from their seat in the fifth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Navarre says loudly, "Corporate hiring systems - wages: Currently there are some systems where hiring salaries and number of positions are a 'blank check' with write-in description and write-in wage amount. I like that because it gives managers the ability to make snap decisions to fund / offer a salary that they know will get that person that they want & need on their team. But it will have to go away in the future if we're pushing for more economic balance between corporations? Maybe there will be a cap put in place for max wealth that managers can spend on new hires? As mentioned in the mix topic, I'd also recommend that we do a strong look into the sort of equipment purchases / maintenance / skillsofts needed for a fresh newbie to roll into the job they have been hired for...if that is the goal we're after (this is a question raised by Fizz's last comment)...and that wages be adjusted accordingly. This ties in as well to backstabbing - if managers have a set cap they can farm out, there is actual competition for the jobs. Not just 'Oh, you want to work here? I think you are pretty cool so here's a new job'." XHELP Your message has been sent. You raise hand. Bebop casually nods at Jp. OC: Siken asks, "Unless I'm mistaken, Szpital wasn't able to have his turn?"] Slither OOCly shouts, "this section will end (after topside) with me asking everyone to shout out the reasons they love playing a mixer or corpie or executive or ganger. say as many as you want. have them ready though we are behind scehdule :)" Szpital says, "It's okay if we're short on time." Navarre edges into the fifth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. OC: Bebop says, "Did I skip him.. ? My apologies.. We'll take your comment after Navarre."] Bebop [to Navarre]: Good point, and noted. Johnny says loudly, "*speaking english, in a quiet, whisper of a voice* I think we've leaned heavily on the fact that a player with job creation rights is really trusted." Bebop [to Szpital]: Go on.. And then we'll continue topside Szpital says, "Hi, I'm a new player. I just wanted to say that I don't really see any immediate draw to be involved with the corporate side of the game as there is a lot of life down on Red and I find a lot of RP all the time and have a lot of interactions with many different type of characters. I don't find it more difficult, nor do I think there should be too much focus on money or possessions, I think you can be CP without those things. I just thought I'd share my perspective since concerns about new players were brought up." Fizz smiles innocently at Szpital. Siken applauds politely at Szpital. Sable smiles innocently at Szpital. Lyla applauds politely at Szpital. Fizz starts applauding politely. Slither casually nods at Szpital. Siken holds up his 'SZPITAL FOR PRESIDENT' sign. Linekin applauds politely at Szpital. Catalith applauds politely at Szpital. Bebop [to Szpital]: Glad we didn't miss that perspective, thank you Szpital says, "Thank you everyone." Bebop [to You]: Back to topside. You're up Netikerty tosses Szpital a cookie. You stand from your seat in the fourth row, and edge your way out of it into the aisle. Lyla tenderly gives Szpital a warm hug. You say, "There was mention of topside company employees being buddy buddy with a disagreement on that in the forum. I am a new player and don't know what it was like before, but there may seem to be much talk between employees but that doesn't mean it is all friendly. Plus, with more players, there are more jobs being relegated to us peons. " Julius raises his hand. Prospero raises his hand Bebop casually nods at Julius. Bebop casually nods at Prospero. You say, "I think players shouldn't assume something from observing others... there is definitely intrigue afoot. And that makes for interesting play on its own. " You edge into the fourth row, and pick a seat and lower yourself into it. Julius casually nods at Jp. Slither casually nods at Jp. You say, "I'm just glad I came across this game." Slither [to You]: Well said. Bebop [to You]: Thank you.. Next up.. Lohar Linekin says loudly, "*speaking english, in a Downeast-accented, salty fisherman's voice* Topsiders are -not- all budbud with each other. In general. What you see is not all there is. CP is definintely about deceiving public appearances in part. All that encrypted chatter might have poison you can't smell." Linekin sits down and shuts up. Slither casually nods at Linekin. Slither turns to listen to Lohar. You nod in agreement. Bebop [to Lohar]: You're up Lohar says loudly, "*speaking english, in a meek suburban voice* What people need to realize is that while being a corpie means you are a 'have' it doesn't mean that you start there, or immediately get all the shiny toys that come with your new position. Just like in real life, you start with a wage that can barely keep you afloat. But you are still expected to buy fancy things, wear good clothes, and have money to go socialize somehow. That's life for a low level corpie. But with time effort and struggle you become a 'have.' Corpie doesn't always mean 'law abiding' either.It means smiling and being friendly at the club, while plotting how to get ahead of them while at home. But, and I say this as my pc is well known by probably most of the millions of people in withmore, one of the major things effecting us larger groups, is effective off hours communication. Would it be possible to make IC grid forums that lock for large groups ? ( Also: I can state there are restrictions for those of us with job creation abilities. And the position comes with a WHOLE lot of staff scrutany, and occasional butt chewing.)" Linekin . o O ( nomm... ) Julius casually nods at Lohar. Michel raises his hand. Sable . o O ( tastes like Lohar ) Bebop casually nods at Michel. Bebop says loudly, "I'm not sure about locked grid forums, can't speak on that personally. " Bebop [to Lohar]: But good points Hiro says, "It's possible with ikonboard, methinks." Bebop [to Julius]: Next up Jinx says, "*speaking english, in an an array of voice cut-outs jumbled toguether voice* Ikonboard sucks donkey balls." Julius stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Hiro casually nods at Jinx. Lohar says loudly, "It would help set up big roleplay scenes for corporations. like big meetings, or the new years party, what have you" Szpital walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. XHELP Your message has been sent. You lower hand. OC: Linekin says, "Order"] Bebop [to Lohar]: Noted for discussion ;) Julius says loudly, "*speaking english, in an even and contolled baritone voice* To compound to what Jp and Lohar stated I can assure you that the whole buddy thing is part of corpie deception. A corpie smiles and invites you to a drink while attempting to gain as much dirt on you as they can to use against you." Slither [to Lohar]: I will speak with Johnny about that and let you know. It's a good idea. Bebop [to Julius]: Indeed. There's always an ulterior motive Bebop [to Prospero]: Next up Prospero says loudly, "*speaking english, in an in a slightly cajun accented voice* Could we have more corruption topside? Especially corporate espionage, covert stuff? That is one of the parts of Cyberpunk that I love, is the fact that the corp game can be even more dangerous then the slums sometime. I want more blackmail, more murder, all the fun bits. Like, even if an NPC from one of the corps infiltrates one corp and sells the info to another, making the tension between them for business more...tense, I guess. Just an idea and sorta suggestion,I guess. Thank you" Prospero stands from their seat in the sixth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Julius says loudly, "As for boards Arm has something similar that are called clan boards that only people in the clan can see. Maybe something like that may work? Example I play in a 'corpie' clan. We smile at you. But woe if you try to sell arms..." Julius walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Dante is summoned in by Sable. Slither says, "Let's move on from boards. It's been noted for a further look." Slither [to Bebop]: Who's next. Bebop [to Prospero]: All I'm going to say is if you're not experiencing it, stay tuned, you will. PLenty of stuff going on now or in the works. Fizz says loudly, "Without going into IC details: it's definitely already there." Prospero edges into the sixth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Prospero grins mischievously. Bebop [to Michel]: Last commenter on this topic Nagami's body goes limp as she slumps to the ground unconscious. [+][OOC-Chat] thecraftydragon thinks that just because you don't see it doesn't mean it's not there.... see?  Lohar puts his SHI TX-5D debugger away. Nagami hauls herself to her feet, rubbing her eyes. Michel stands from their seat in the fourth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Michel says, "I will say that while I understand that 'corpie stuff' is expensive, a lot of stuff seems to be prohibitively expensive - especially furniture. I think that if you have a position which, in real life, would make you a salary in the mid to high five-figures, it shouldn't take you more than half a week's pay to buy a shelf! Even in a really good financial situation, it feels like a lot of things are too pricey." Jinx stands up from the floor. Jinx says, "I'll take this one." Jinx grins mischievously. Slither nods casually. Johnny says loudly, "that shelf really ties the room together though." Jinx says, "Things are pricey for a reason." Johnny looks at Michel with a totally serious, not sarcastic face. Johnny grins mischievously. Jinx says, "We don't charge you water, power, heating..." [+][OOC-Chat] El Duderino says, "it really made the room hang together." Johnny says loudly, "there are shelves in a variety of prices" [+][OOC-Chat] thecraftydragon: Yes, it did. Julius casually nods at Jinx. Jinx says, "So all other items are more expensive to account for these thigns." Dante edges into the sixth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Michel says, "Well, the shelves weren't supposed to be a definitive example, eheheh... more just a general feeling." Elsa appears out of nowhere. Michel says, "I will say I'm not the only one who thinks this, either! But I understand that there are other factors at work." Johnny says loudly, "well, for example, the drug production kits" Michel edges into the fourth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Jinx says, "Otherwise all corpies would take everything with a month's pay and we would have to start making more shit for them to buy." Michel nods to Jinx. Slither says, "Alright." Johnny says loudly, "I know everyone feels they are prohibitively expensive" Evald interjects, "*speaking english, in a matter-of-fact, understated baritone voice* You're supposed to be motivated to chase extra chy so you can afford the niceties. Even if you're a corpy." Johnny says loudly, "and I say that is indeed by design." Michel says, "I understand." Julius likes it the way it is. Johnny says loudly, "Some of the staff members very vocally disagree with me on that." Bebop says loudly, "Corpies love to show off price tags.. Not get bargains" Evald says, "It's all about what are you willing to do to afford the bigscreen TV and shit." Slither says, "Everyone and anyone is now welcome to say, in no order and without waiting for permissions, what they love about playing their respective roles on Sindome. Past, present, future." Dante casually nods at Evald. You nod in agreement. Netikerty shouts, "Being a mixer is awesome because it gives you the opportunity to evolve differently than a corpie can. Abuse and be abused in every possible manner. Challenge authority with an entirely different set of implications. Steal your power instead of earning it. Fizz shouts loudly, "PLAYING A MIXER: SAY A VARIATION ON 'FUCK' AS EVERY SECOND WORD IN A SENTENCE AND STILL SOUND ARTICULATE AND MEANINGFUL." Lou exclaims, "*speaking english, in a smooth voice* Fuck the corps, bleed them dry!" Slither shouts loudly, "I LOVE THE BLOOD" Michel shouts loudly, "BEING A CORPIE IS GREAT BECAUSE I HAVE THE MONEY I NEED TO MAKE MYSELF CUTE OUTFITS WHENEVER I WANT!" Waiguoren_Guest shouts loudly, "*speaking english* AM ON TV" Prospero shouts loudly, "WEIRD MIX_CORPIE LYFE!" Evald shouts loudly, "CORPIE THEME IS CP THEME" You grin at Michel. Slither says, "Being a mixer is great because there are no rules." Lohar shouts loudly, "BE AN EXECUTIVE AND HAVE CRONIES!" Julius says loudly, "Mixer. Loved it. Specifically being a Mixer who infiltrates a Corpie." Johnny exclaims loudly, "Yama?!" Michel shouts loudly, "I THINK I'M DOING CYBERPUNK WRONG, ACTUALLY!" Lyla shouts loudly, "*speaking english, in a light mixer accented voice* KILL THE CORPIES! FUCK THE JUDGES!~ GANGER 4 LYFE" Thorne says, "*speaking english, in a stereotypically British voice* I love playing a corpie because, as a disbled player with lots of time on my hands, the opportunities to be 'useful' to other players are bountiful in a structured IC world. It's also nice to have access to the chyen necessary to explore the game's cool gadgetry. However, I have also become more attracted of late to the Mixer life, to the poverty and vice which exists alongside the more commonly discussed violence. It's the sort of dark environment rarely represented in other games. I've had chances to interact with the gangs in my own way, and in hindsight, I appreciate their unique color and personalities. So, I suppose the long and short is that I play so much due to my condition, I've come to see something to appreciate in all aspects of SD." Bebop shouts loudly, "I LOVE WATCHING YOU ALL SQUIRM!" Hiro shouts loudly, "OBEY THE LAW, BITCHES." Georgiana fidgets. Fizz shouts loudly, "MAH NAYUM'S FIZZ!" Julius says loudly, "Corpie. Love it too. Specifically the plotting." Catalith shouts loudly, "*speaking english, in a *mild, yorkshire accent* voice* BEING A MIXER AND BEING ABLE TO DRINK SUICIDE BOMBERS!" Sven chuckles softly at Hiro. Lohar shouts loudly, "BE AN EXECUTIVE AND PLAY SOME POLITICS!" Slither shouts loudly, "I LOVE PULLING THE CARPET OUT FROM UNDER MY OPPONENT AT THE LAST MINUTE." Kobalt says, "*speaking english, in a faintly german, slightly high voice* Do we have to pick a side? I like the middle ground." Slither [to Catalith]: gross! Slither chuckles softly. Lavendar shouts loudly, "*speaking english, in a firm authoritative feminine voice with a southern drawl voice* I LOVE BEING ME... NUFFF SAID :P" Evald shouts loudly, "THINGS I CAN'T TALK ABOUT DUE TO ONGOING IC SHIT!" Murzerk says loudly, "*speaking english, in a sultry yet baritone voice* i I LOVE the inner conflicts to RP with other relations in my char's life." Slither shouts loudly, "ALRIGHT! I LOVE ALL OF YOU. NOW WE NEED TO MOVE ON." Soulis shouts loudly, "*speaking english, in a smooth and calming voice* CORP 4 LIFE!!!" Catalith [to Slither]: what can i say the glass has a wierd appealing aspect! Slither steps up to the podium and adjusts the micropohone. Prospero shouts loudly, "I *ENTER LOTSA IC INFO HERE*" You grin mischievously. Slither says, "Sable is going to speak for a few minutes." OC: Jinx says, "simmer down now"] Lohar shouts loudly, "BE A CORPIE, AND CHANGE THE WORLD, BE A MIXER AND WRECK IT!" Slither steps away from the podium. Johnny shouts loudly, "I LIKED WATCHING THAT <ONE AWESOME FEMALE CHAR> SLOWLY KILL THAT OTHER <MALE CHARACTER> OUT IN THE BADLANDS THAT ONE TIME. OH MY GOD, THAT KIND OF SHIT IS WHAT I LIVE FOR. REVENGE BITCHES!" Sable rises from the plush leather seat that her rests on the stage. Sable steps up to the podium and adjusts the micropohone. Prospero shouts loudly, "WHISKEY BOTTLE VS BLADE FIGHTS!" Bebop casually nods at Sable. Elsa says, "*speaking english, in a gentle, German accented female voice* I'm already here!" Prospero quiets down Evald pays attention to saboe. Lohar shouts loudly, "USE MORE DRUGS" Evald pays attention to Sable. Sable clears her throat Lohar shouts loudly, "IN GENERAL" Slither pays attention to Sable. OC: Linekin says, "Order please"] Bebop [to Lohar]: YES! Bebop [to Lohar]: FOr fucks sake they are legal! You watch Sable. Sable looks around the room a moment before offering a smile and speaking softly "Before I get on to the state of building, my vision and what we currently have planned, I realize that I should prolly introduce myself a bit to everyone. I am Sable, I came to sindome around fifteen years ago at this point.. I have seen her change and grow, been a player, been kicked off the game as a player, came back later and realized what a great home we all have here. Anabelle pats Lohar onna head parentally. Julius plans on using drugs in the future. Lots of drugs. Prospero . o O ( Sweet... ) Sable says, "I was added to staff nearly twelve years ago, though I wont pretend to have been here the whole time, I have been here through most of the major evolutions to the world we love. I am honored to be a part of our community as we continue to evolve and grow." Linekin applauds politely at Sable. Slither starts applauding politely. Skinner starts applauding politely. Thorne starts applauding politely. Prospero starts applauding politely. Catalith starts applauding politely. Julius applauds politely at Sable. Lohar claps. Fizz starts applauding politely. Evald claps for Sable. Lyla starts applauding politely. Bebop applauds politely at Sable. Georgiana starts applauding softly. Sable says, "Sindome is in an interesting time in its existence. Currently we have more players connecting for longer periods of times then we ever have before. Topside has become more populated, and the mix is still as dirty as ever. Its a great time to be a player, a admin, and a fan of Sindome itself. " Sable says, "" Sable says, "This has created an interesting situation where we are having to flush out the world more than it has been at one time in the years I have been around. I recently took on the role of Head Builder here, and it is my goal to make the world come more alive than it already is by providing you more and new places to role play and explore." Sable says, "Currently all sectors of the city and the badlands are receiving attention, some are smaller things that you may not notice at first but make your game play much easier, smoother and with less bugs. Other things are large projects, like the recent rebuild of ViriiSoma Tower, Belgrave apartments and all the new fun things up in blue sector. I won't get into the details of what exactly is planned at this time, but I can assure you that each person in this room will find something in the coming changes that they will enjoy." Prospero grins mischievously. Sable says, "None of this is possible without you the players. Our staff is small, and we have a lot on our plates. Designing, describing, coding and everything else that goes into building takes time, and creative energy. I want to give a personal thanks to our player base for stepping up when we have asked for assistance with descriptions, fleshing out lore and the thousands of other things we ask and you respond to. This attitude and atmosphere is one of the reasons myself and the rest of the staff do what we do here. the feeling of community that you have created here with us. So again, you have my deepest thanks." Sable applauds as she looks out at all of y ou. Prospero starts applauding politely. Slither starts applauding politely. Lyla starts applauding politely. Georgiana starts applauding softly. Fizz starts applauding politely. Michel claps gently. Thorne starts applauding politely. Slither whistles loudly! Soulis starts applauding politely. Bebop starts applauding politely. Siken holds up a sign that reads 'Give me 10 UE!' Evald starts applauding politely for everyone here. Lohar holds up a sign that says 'give Siken 10 ue, and aids' [+][OOC-Chat] Ahegao holds up a sign that reads "Listen to the brick." Michel holds up a sign that says 'Give him a shelf' Anabelle giggles. Kobalt laughs loudly at Michel. Bebop chuckles softly. [+][OOC-Chat] Seenal flings fistfuls of U~E into the air! Catalith starts applauding politely. Sable says, "One thing I will let you in on that will have long reaching impact on the game is the Real Estate system that we are currently working on. Once it is ready to be implemented, it will be not only more accessible for players to open new businesses, but more realistic as well, and provide a plethora of role play opportunities, be you a mixer or a corpie shark, there will be a place for you to thrive in this new section of economy if you wish. For current business owners this means a few things, but mostly it will mean a more realistic environment for you to not only conduct your business, but to thrive." [+][OOC-Chat] Seenal throws C~O~N~F~E~T~T~I into the air. Slither turns his attention back to Sable. Nagami holdses op a sign that says "*speaking english, in a soft japanese voice* Give siken a grave stone..and 10 UE" Sable says, "In closing, I would like to let you all know that my door is always open. Should you have build ideas, things you would like to see in the game (Just no motes and dragon requests please) and ideas that you may have. Please feel free to submit them into Jira. I can't promise you that they will make it into the game, but I can promise that I will give your idea a fair hearing, " Michel claps excitedly for the Real Estate system! Fizz softly 'ooo's and 'ahh's. [+][OOC-Chat] thecraftydragon catches the U~E and confetti in glee Lyla starts applauding politely. OC: Linekin says, "Ok ok ok :) Order."] Lohar says loudly, "Ohhh real estate...." Prospero cheers and claps wildly for Sable Netikerty holds up a sign that says 'Up up down down left right left right select start.' Anabelle giggles at Lohar. Lyla exclaims, "Yay designing!" Sable says, "We can field a few questions here before we move on." Lyla shakes her head at Lohar and dismissively says, "No." Lyla [to Lohar]: Bad. Siken applauds politely at Sable. Slither says, "Alright. Raise your hand if you have build questions." Bebop says loudly, "Any takers? Show of hands" OC: Linekin asks, "Hands?"] Lohar raises his hand. Michel raises his hand. Bebop casually nods at Lohar. Bebop casually nods at Michel. Bebop [to Lohar]: Begin Slither says, "We as admin with NPCs and Alts will try to set the tone for new builds. that means we will be like 'oh went over to the new VS tower' or went up to the library looks great since the renovation." Slither casually nods at Lohar. Lohar asks loudly, "I love the new housing that's been added so far, there is a great transition from cheap dirt apartments and cubes to actual houses, or a condo on Blue. But are there plans for players being able to get Mansions, estates and Archo's?" Slither defers to Sable. Sable [to Lohar]: its something that is in my build notes yes. A timeline of when I will get to that currently I couldnt tell you. Lohar says loudly, "good enough for me" Lohar smiles innocently. Bebop [to Michel]: And next.. Michel stands from their seat in the fourth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Michel asks, "I assume this will allow some degree of automation for player-run shops, business, and locales; about what price point will it be for a player to rent and maintain these? Also, will it be possible to have a business building that doubles as a living space - I.E. a shop with a loft over it?" Bebop [to Michel]: Actually hold one moment Prospero raises a hand Michel freezes up suddenly. Bebop [to Johnny]: You had something? Johnny says loudly, "I wanted to add that as we expand some areas, we'll do some a bit wholesale, like the new neighborhood up on green. Or we'll do more targeted things tied closely to a goal, mission, what have you. In this way, you might get sent to Southeast Red Sector, or East Gold. New places, just portions of those places." Evald exclaims, "Cool!" Slither nods casually. You nod. Fizz says loudly, "Awesome." Elsa says, "Very cool." Sable [to Michel]: I cant revele pricing information at this time because I am still working on the math and the forumulas so I can keep things on par with what has been done in the past, but incorporate it into the new system. Living spaces for shop owners will not be allowed in their buisnesses however. We want people to go out and roleplay, not sit around their store and house non stop. Bebop [to Michel]: Sorry, go on Bebop casually nods at Prospero. OC: Julius says, "call sorry"] Michel nods to Sable. "All right." Bebop [to Prospero]: Next OC: Prospero says, "My turn? "] Michel edges into the fourth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. OC: Prospero says, "Gotcha"] Prospero stands from their seat in the sixth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Prospero asks loudly, "What kind of help do you need around the dome, Sable, and any admin really?" Slither steps up to the podium and adjusts the micropohone. Slither says, "On that." Sable casually nods at Slither. Sable steps away from the podium. Bebop says loudly, "I'd venture to say that anyone with the creative juices flowing that wants to submit ideas and help flesh things out should not hesitate to e-mail us at help@sindome.org " Bebop casually nods at Slither. Slither says, "We always need help with writing descriptions, writing new admin clothing lines, etc. If you want to apply to become a GM, you must have at least 6 months time in the game and you can see the info about it on the agenda in terms of questions to answer when emailing." Slither [to Bebop]: Who's next? Michel exclaims, "I made the map on Green!" Bebop says loudly, "I believe thats it for questions now" Skinner raise hand. OC: Linekin says, "Agenda once again, http://www.sindome.org/help/town-hall-agenda/ , GM application details at bottom."] Prospero asks loudly, "Consecutive tim with one char, or multiple chars?" You [to Slither]: I can help with that, npc's and such. I have ideas and can email you. Bebop [to Jinx]: YOu're up I believe Sable [to Prospero]: sindome life Linekin [to Prospero]: Player time. Prospero edges into the sixth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. You stays quiet now. Slither says, "Jinx will be speaking now." Slither steps away from the podium. OC: Linekin says, "Let's give Jinx our attention please."] Slither [to Jinx]: All yours. Sable walks across the stage and sits upon one of the large leather chairs. Jinx eyes his surroundings warily. Evald eyes Jinx warily. Johnny . o O ( everyone imagine jinx is naked. ) Jinx says loudly, "Hi, everyone knows me and knows that I've been doing a lot of changes to the game's systems. This past year I did a weapons overhaul. And I don't know if you guys noticed or not, but we went from a handful of items that were useful with a few overpowered 1337 weapons to a fully fledged weapon system." Slither starts applauding politely. Michel claps appreciatively. Jinx says loudly, "And that was just because I was tired of all players falling into two, maybe three, weapons if they wanted to be a combat character. And only because I wanted to see different styles of players, with swords, knives, hammers, sticks and stones, so I took it upon myself to fix i" Siken holps up his knuckles, "*speaking english, in a low, bass tone voice* WOOOOO!" Linekin rises from the plush leather seat that his rests on the stage. Linekin applauds politely at Jinx. Kobalt applauds politely at Jinx. Lyla applauds politely at Jinx. Thorne starts applauding politely. Skinner starts applauding politely. Bebop applauds politely at Jinx. Catalith starts applauding politely. Prospero grins mischievously. Jinx says loudly, "And here is the part where I must tell you that I have OCD. Why? Because I started the weapons expansion and rebalancing on December 2012, maybe earlier. And before I even started changing anything I looked at all the combat code, how all the numbers are added on each hit and from there I went into a spreadsheet." Linekin walks across the stage and sits upon one of the large leather chairs. Prospero starts applauding politely. Lohar exclaims loudly, "Hooray Weapons and diseases for everyone!" Nagami says, "aids? yay" OC: Linekin says, "order, he's on again with the words and stuff."] Jinx says loudly, "For a few months all admin would talk to me and try to make sense of what the hell I was talking about, but it was because I had all the combat system in my head with all the weapons attacks and I was continuously doing the math to see how things would work. These were the rain-man months." Jinx says loudly, "And I mean it... I would go HOT WATER BURNS BABY every other day." Slither says, "It's true." Jinx says loudly, "Weapons now get better as your skill with it gets better and weapons have a progression to them. That means that you can get a lower-end weapon and still fend for yourself if you have the skill for it. It also took 8 months for all of them to be done. Now we have a full array of weapons for each skill in the game and fully fledged martial arts system." Siken starts applauding politely. Prospero starts applauding politely. Lyla starts applauding politely. Navarre starts applauding politely. Linekin says, "Hear hear." Thorne starts applauding politely. Jinx says loudly, "It is not 100% where we want it to be, but it is waaaay better than it was." Nagami says, "ohhhh,martial arst" Michel exclaims, "Good job...!" OC: Lohar says, "Damnit. Wish I could stay, but one of my best friends recently suffered a loss to his family, so I'm spending time with him. That's what's been eating up my availability lately peeps. but I need to jet. You all keep rocking. i love you all, Admins and player."] OC: Slither says, "love you too"] OC: Prospero says, "ove you too Lohar."] Nagami cherrses. OC: Bebop says, "Thanks for attending "] OC: Lyla says, "Looooove yoooou"] OC: Netikerty says, "Have my babies, sorry for the troubles."] OC: Siken waves.] OC: Michel exclaims, "Good luck!"] OC: Nagami says, "see ya"] OC: Catalith says, "tata for now lohar"] OC: Slither says, "okay back to jinx everyone."] OC: Lohar asks, "Can i log here, or do i need to go ic, and run home?"] Lohar stands from their seat in the fourth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Lohar vanishes from the meeting. Julius is completely lost after the phone call... Jinx says loudly, "All this work resulted in a manual on making weapons..." Prospero chuckles softly. Prospero grins mischievously. Prospero . o O ( YES! ) OC: Linekin says, "Anyone who @quits from here would be @coffined, FYI, safe but not necessarily at home."] A thousand slithering snakes appear from various nooks and crannies and head toward the center of the room where they combine into a voltron-esque being known as Slither. OC: Anabelle exclaims, "aww talk to you later lohar, love ya!"] Slither resumes his place on the stage. Jinx says loudly, "I really mean it. There is now a document on how to create weapons for Sindome." Slither applauds politely at Jinx. Siken applauds politely at Jinx. Prospero smiles excitedly. Prospero starts applauding politely. Thorne starts applauding politely. Skinner starts applauding politely. Jinx says loudly, "We also improved the disease system and created a cure system. With lots of fancy things to improve the RP of everyone. Now this system links directly to medics and forensic doctors to enhance that system with other things but healing the deadly wounded." Jinx says loudly, "I'm constantly monitoring the availability of items in the game. Shortages, abundances, prices, rarities and so on. Just last week I made available a few bottled drinks that were ready but not for sale anywhere. As usual the economy is a moving thing and while some things go out of stock, there are also IC jobs to restock stores." [+][OOC-Chat] Leon Chaos Kennedy: There is a document for making weapons? [+][OOC-Chat] Seenal: sounds like an admin doc, not a player doc. [+][OOC-Chat] Jill Valenditto: Yes. [+][OOC-Chat] Man Hating Bitch Not Sable: not for players guys :P [+][OOC-Chat] Seenal: players can't craft weapons. [+][OOC-Chat] Jill Valenditto huggles Leon Chaos Kennedy for twinning with her. Jinx says loudly, "And now I'm looking at armor. Again, I'm making a spreadsheet with all the data the game uses for it and making a proposed solution. This will get discussed -a lot- in the admin side until we can have a sensible solution. But by the end, like with weapons, armor will make more difference than just style. " Jinx grins at the players "I already have asked for volunteers to help me with descriptions and will further down do IC plots to bring more armor flair to the game. This is so we can have enough armor to suit all RP styles and that is scalable and broad enough so people can look different without suffering too much from stat differences" [+][OOC-Chat] Leon Chaos Kennedy: Sounds like Jink's been playing Dark Souls 1/2... Jinx says loudly, "*speaking english, in an an array of voice cut-outs jumbled toguether voice* It is a peeve of mine that all chars look the same for a or b build..." Jinx says loudly, "So more options will arise." OC: Linekin says, "http://sindo.me/mmWBRm to refer to Jinx's invitation of descriptions"] Jinx says loudly, "TL;DR: Some things take a long time to do but they are being done. We're improving and expanding all current systems to better suit the RP of our players and still have a defined logic under it." Jinx says loudly, "Now questions." Jinx grins mischievously. Michel raises his hand. Bebop casually nods at Michel. Bebop [to Michel]: We'll start with you Siken raises his hand. Bebop casually nods at Siken. Elsa raises her hand. Michel asks, "I have a question that doesn't relate to weapons and armor, but with the game mechanics in general - is that all right?" Bebop casually nods at Elsa. Jinx casually nods at Michel. Michel stands from their seat in the fourth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Jinx says loudly, "If I can help." Michel asks, "While we're talking game mechanics, I have something to say in regards to the sub-stats - I think it's kind of odd that this system exists at all if it has no player visibility or control. If players can't see how their stats are subdivided, it's not possible for them to integrate this level of granularity into their roleplay. As it stands, I don't know why they're there - I think they should either be made available to players to control and monitor, or be done away with completely, because as they are now, they only seem to add undue complexity to the system that yields little to nothing in terms of RP potential. I've done my fair share of writing rules for tabletop games, and the general rule of thumb is that you never add new rules unless it adds something of value to the game. I think the sub-stats -could- have value if the players were allowed to integrate them into their character concepts (as a character who's attractive but weak-willed, or a crackshot with a pistol who's clumsy on their feet, for example), but having them randomly assigned and invisible makes me wonder why they're around. Is any sort of change to this something worth consideration?" Michel says, "Not to be critical or anything...! I'm just a bit confused as to what purpose they serve." Jinx says loudly, "Ah... JMan would be the reasoning behind that." Johnny says loudly, "*speaking english, in a quiet, whisper of a voice* I think whats missing is that understanding." Jinx says loudly, "Meaning he would explain better. But it is not a -new- feature, it has always been there from a long time ago." Johnny says loudly, "We see it on our side." Johnny says loudly, "But even that is a fairly recent addition in the past few year." Slither turns and listens to Johnny. Johnny says loudly, "this ties in again with the 'eye'/evaluate command we were discussing before" Johnny says loudly, "self evaluation seems perfectly valid" Johnny says loudly, "Thanks for bringing it up." Michel asks, "I see... so a player would be able to determine their own sub-stats this way? Is it under consideration to let players more finely tune which sub-stats they raise...?" Johnny says loudly, "That I don't know, the goal was to impart indeterminacy into the process" Michel says, "I see. Thank you for hearing me out." Michel edges into the fourth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. You smile up at Michel. Bebop [to Siken]: Next Siken stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Siken asks, "Regarding the SK Synthknux(tm) that have recently come into play, I'm still not quite 100% sure how to ICly treat them. I was wondering since there has been some time now if there was a definite concrete idea on how they work and how they should be presented on a person when they are active/unactive. I did not want to shit on Slither's or Jinx's possible vision for them before I made my own ideas ICly present. Is this something I should take up with xhelp a little later, or is now a good time?" Lyla . o O ( They're all out to get me. Cameras everywhere. Chip in my neck. No escape. It's all about control. They wanna control me! ) Linekin [to Siken]: Xhelp and @notes Slither [to Siken]: Let's talk after the meeting. Prospero . o O ( I want SynthKnucks..... ) Siken casually nods at Slither. Jinx says loudly, "Well, they are the unarmed counterpart to nailz." Slither [to Siken]: And yeah, xhelp + notes after that. Slither casually nods at Linekin. Siken walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Bebop [to Elsa]: Last speaker OC: Linekin says, "Do not use that IC information, people, if your characters don't have it.."] Jinx says loudly, "So they will change your attackset and damage when on." Jinx casually nods at Elsa. Jinx [to Elsa]: Want to build a snowman? Elsa says, "*speaking english, in a gentle, German accented female voice* I'll withdraw my question. Sorry!" Royce disgustingly releases some methane. Prospero chuckles softly. Netikerty casually hums the tune with a sigh. Jinx says loudly, "Noooo...." OC: Linekin asks, "OK, 17 mintues we have. Elsa?"] Jinx [to Elsa]: I wan to hear it. OC: Linekin says, "or whoever. Bebop? Who's next."] Lavendar [to Elsa]: *speaking english, in a firm authoritative feminine voice with a southern drawl voice* as do I Bebop says loudly, "That's it for questions now" Bebop [to Slither]: Next topic Nagami's body goes limp as she slumps to the ground unconscious. Nagami hauls herself to her feet, rubbing her eyes. Slither exclaims, "New features and functionality!" Slither says, "To wrap things up." Slither motions to Johnny. Nagami eyes her surroundings warily. Johnny says loudly, "Well, lets talk about whats broken." Johnny asks loudly, "Whose got a beef with something broken?" Prospero raises a hand Michel raises his hand. Netikerty raises her hand. Johnny [to Prospero]: go ahead. Prospero stands from their seat in the sixth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Johnny stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Johnny steps up to the podium and adjusts the micropohone. OC: Johnny says, "sorry, I suck at rp, lol"] OC: Lyla says, "Liar"] Bebop casually nods at Michel. Bebop casually nods at Netikerty. Prospero says loudly, "*speaking english, in an in a slightly cajun accented voice* It isnt totally broken, just a weird thing, in my opinion. For the scopes in game, can they be implemented to shoot somewhere else besides off a rooftop? Like a room over down a street? Having to get to a roof is nice sometimes, but its....odd" Johnny says loudly, "I thought we had them working through straight exits (n n n n n ) at some point" Johnny says loudly, "but I'm not so sure these days." Prospero says loudly, "Havent tried for a while, but it didnt work earlier, as I couldnt aim. If need be, we can talk after this and try it" Slither says, "To be clear, binoculars can scan down streets, he is referring to being able to shoot from a distance, down a street." Prospero says loudly, "Using a scope, not a regular rifle" Johnny says loudly, "right, it -should- work down a row of exits" Prospero nods casually. Johnny asks loudly, "who was next?" Linekin says, "Michel, then Neti" Michel stands from their seat in the fourth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Prospero edges into the sixth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Linekin casually nods at Michel. Michel says, "Um, well... EyePods..." Linekin nods knowingly. Johnny asks loudly, "We got those fixed, didn't we?" OC: Skinner says, "sorry got to go. "] Skinner's body goes limp as he slumps to the ground unconscious. Michel says, "Are they fixed? Last I heard, most of them were still broken." Linekin [to Johnny]: there are ones which have broken again. We can discuss it outside here. Michel says, "That's more or less the only thing I've seen just not work correctly. Everything else is fine." Slither [to Michel]: Thank you for reminding me -- I had forgotten to look into them. Johnny says loudly, "Ok. We'll have to look into them." Michel [to Slither]: Not a problem! Michel edges into the fourth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Linekin casually nods at Netikerty. Netikerty stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Netikerty says loudly, "Two things: First, the @rules file is decidedly unclear about one huge rule that I find appalling. The 'rape' rule is not clearly defined, though it has been announced that it is no longer tolerable on the game. Further, a few of the rules are not clear entirely clear, such as what type of client side technology a person can use." Netikerty says loudly, "Second: There are no clear rules of what you can, and cannot do, with tailoring. As it is, its incredibly powerful and you can basically create anything in the entire world as long as you don't expect it to be used specifically for some function. Electronic clothing, holographic clothing, chinese sex dolls. As long as it has a wear location on it and most of the messages are complete in some way, you can create it. The rules on what you can, and cannot do, aren't clear in the slightest, yet the subject comes up regularly via OOC means. I believe the help file needs to be updated to fix what is otherwise an absurdly broken skill." Netikerty walks around the front of the rows of seats and picks one out to sit in, and lowers theirself into it. Linekin rises from the plush leather seat that his rests on the stage. Linekin [to Netikerty]: Tailoring first. Prospero nods in asent with the second part Linekin [to Netikerty]: *speaking english, in a Downeast-accented, salty fisherman's voice* there aren't rules about it because we expect people to be realistic. I personally have tailored holographic, multimedia, themely clothing and I do not want anyone discouraged from doing so. Linekin says, "But you can't craft ridiculous things. That is all." Prospero raises a hand "Can I ask a question to add to that?" Linekin says, "I don't even have an example but if we see something stupid, we'll do something about it." Netikerty [to Linekin]: It was shouted OOC'ly by admin that holograms were a no go. I've had mixed answers from everyone. I don't want to stifle creativity, but... Linekin [to Prospero]: In a minute, you'll be next. Prospero nods casually. Linekin says, "About rape." Murzerk . o O ( Dun Dun Duuun. ) Linekin says, "The rules are fine, no OOCly non consensual text rape. There was a recent situation where an OOCly consented IC rape resulted in many people, players and admins alike, becoming uncomfortable with the amount of IC spillover and discussion around it." Linekin says, "There hasn't been a discussion about fixing rules. This was an outlyer situation." Linekin says, "If any of you would LIKE to propose a rule change because you think it's not -clear-, why not xhelp, @note or email help@sindome.org about it. They're clear to me, we didn't expect that much IC saturation outside the players involved. " Linekin asks, "Any questions? Concerns?" Michel raises his hand. Linekin [to Michel]: On this subject? Prospero waits for his turn Michel nods. Michel asks, "Are you allowed to go OOC to escape uncomfortable situations of this kind that you didn't consent to OOCly?" Michel asks, "If, hypothetically, the other player didn't acknowledge that you weren't comfortable with it?" Linekin [to Michel]: Of course. You can also xhelp if you OOCly as a player are objecting to something another player is doing ICly - but also TELL THEM. Thorne raises his hand. Michel nods. Linekin [to Thorne]: On this subject? Prospero raises his hand Thorne [to Linekin]: Yes. Linekin casually nods at Thorne. Linekin [to Prospero]: we'll get there. Prospero [to Linekin]: On this as well Linekin [to Prospero]: okay, sorry, I thought yours was on another subject. Thorne's probably typing though so let's hear from him first. You're next, Prospero. Thorne asks, "I know that on other games, my own concluded, the situation is that players can 'fade to black' if they don't OOCly consent to role-playing something out, but that doesn't necessarily mean they can escape the situation or its consequences. They just don't have to play the event itself out. Is that how things fly?" Linekin [to Thorne and everyone else]: It's not at all common. If anyone feels roleplay is going off the rails in a manner related to OOC consent, make your wishes plain to other player and xhelp if you need it stopped. Thorne lowers his hand. Linekin says, "The IC situation can be resolved after the OOC conflict has been." Linekin [to Prospero]: Your turn? Thanks for your patience. Prospero stands from their seat in the sixth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Prospero says loudly, "No problem. What Id like to add to this is the fact that you dont have to RP out the event. If you are uncomfortable with the situation, but want to use it as a reparation in RP later, you can talk with the other player, wait the alloted amount of time, maybe change some @nakeds, SIC chatter, etc, but not RP out the event, Ive heard of people doin this with MOOsex as well, as they dont want to RP it out." Linekin says, "Well said. Handwaving can and does happen without disrupting RP." Linekin casually nods at Prospero. Prospero casually nods at Linekin. Linekin asks, "Was there anyone else?" Kobaltraises hand. [+][OOC-Chat] Jill Valenditto: As the MOOsex queen, FTB scenes are totally acceptable and have my approval! OC: Kobalt exclaims, "Doh!"] [+][OOC-Chat] SkeletonJelly: o: Prospero puts his hands in his pockets, waiting for the rest of his questions now Linekin casually nods at Kobalt. Slither nods casually. [+][OOC-Chat] Doctor Professor Luck cheers! Kobalt stands from their seat in the second row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. OC: Slither says, "last person then we are wrapping it up"] Linekin asks, "Briefly?" [+][OOC-Chat] Leon Chaos Kennedy: As the MOOsex king FTB may or may not have my approval. Kobalt says, "*speaking english, in a faintly german, slightly high voice* Just to add on to the subject, I'd talk it out ooc. If they, for some bizarre reason continue on and you feel uncomfortable, then it would be classed as godmodding, not hard sindome luck... at least from my POV." Kobalt edges into the second row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Linekin [to Kobalt]: Thanks. Good point. Movig on... Slither? Sable rises from the plush leather seat that her rests on the stage. Linekin walks across the stage and sits upon one of the large leather chairs. Sable walks across the stage and sits upon one of the large leather chairs. Prospero edges into the sixth row, and picks a seat and lowers theirself into it. Slither says, "That's all folks. Thank you all for coming out! We appreciate all the feedback, your time and your contributions! We're going to let you all get back IC if you -want- however some of the admin are going to stick around for a bit." Prospero grins mischievously. Prospero starts applauding politely. Sable appears out of nowhere. Michel sticks around. Slither says, "If you want to go back ic, go ahead. If you want to stay and discuss things OOCly for a bit... you're welcome to." Kobalt starts applauding politely. Waiguoren_Guest raises his hand. Slither says, "We'll stick around for an hour or so." Michel raises his hand. Fizz dances around happily. Soulis raises his hand. Johnny steps away from the podium. Waiguoren_Guest stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Netikerty asks loudly, "Why no moats and or dragons!?" Prospero cheers Prospero stands from their seat in the sixth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Waiguoren_Guest steps up to the podium and adjusts the micropohone. Anabelle stands from their seat in the fourth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Slither says, "If a lot of you stick around we may break up into groups and go else" Sable appears out of nowhere. Dante stands from their seat in the sixth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Thorne starts applauding politely. Prospero strolls through the crowd, getting to the front slyly OC: Anabelle asks, "how do we leave then?"] You nod, wanting dragons, and you chuckle. OC: Netikerty says, "@town-hall"] Bebop says loudly, "There's Dragons" Waiguoren_Guest steps away from the podium. Dante vanishes from the meeting. Anabelle vanishes from the meeting. Kobalt shouts loudly, "WHERE ARE MY DRAGONS!" Thorne stands from their seat in the fifth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Thorne vanishes from the meeting. OC: Linekin says, "USE @town-hall TO LEAVE"] Netikerty [to Kobalt]: That's what I want to know. Fizz [to Kobalt]: *speaking english, in a feminine, erratically pitched and cheerfully intoned voice* IC info Waiguoren_Guest says, "Hrm" OC: Slither says, "that worked wai"] OC: Slither says, "not the long one"] Johnny asks loudly, "who said there are no dragons?" You [to Netikerty]: Oh, or psionics. A little.... clairvoyance? Lyla points at Johnny discretely. You chuckle. Lyla exclaims, "*speaking english, in a light mixer accented voice* Do not assume!" Fizz grabs Lyla and dances around happily. Prospero whispers, "*something unintelligible*" to Linekin. Netikerty points at Sable accusingly. Fizz dances around happily. Royce burps loudly. Murzerk says loudly, "*speaking english, in a sultry yet baritone voice* Goodbye shitlords." Sindome Amphitheater  The Brobdingnagian structure encompassing you lends heavily to classical stylings from the Italian Renaissance, characterized by transcendent marble arches. Tens of thousands of seats comfortably furnished with the finest upholstery surround the arena in tiers, each laboriously designated with hand engraved golden plates. Sleek displays are available in front of every chair, appointed to relay information from whatever function the arena is hosting at the time in a variety of languages and an assortment of touch-screen options. The landings of each tier bear floor plaques lionizing the mega-corporations involved in the funding of the gargantuan building project, lending special thanks to names that only anybody who is anybody has heard of, fettered to the tongues of the unwashed masses. You would only have to wonder for a moment how such the revenue for such an exorbitant expense could be justified before being assaulted by innumerable holographic advertisements flickering into life along the rows, others being projected as gigantic slogans and logos in the air, the products owned by the largest and most influential corporations dominating the airspace by a huge margin. The advertisements blink out of existence just as rapidly as they had appeared, working on an annoyingly regular timer chosen by market psychologists to be as disorientating as distracting as possible to the average consumer. Recycling chutes located alongside every aisle hint promisingly towards a flourishing income stream provided by confections, fast-foods and consumer drugs. Overhead awaits a dizzying sight as anybody who were to look up would find themselves staring out into the captifying panorama of space. Long-dead stars burn fiercely billions of light years away from here, with a clarity unknown to your typical mudboy who has only seen the sky as a perversion marred by human pollutants. Lurid nebulas that cannot be seen by the human eye from here are as conspicuous as earthly clouds. Queen Lyla, Murzerk and Elsa are standing here. Prospero is standing here HardHat Johnny is sitting in the front row. Nagami is sitting on the large stone throne Royce is dressed to kill. Waiguoren_Guest is going about his business. Slither is standing here, being awesome. Finn Skinner is sleeping here, plotting and scheming Soulis and Karma are sitting on the floor. Linekin Skywalker and Sable are seated in the large leather chairs on the stage. The podium is vacant. Fizz, Madman Szpital, Julius, Siken and Netikerty are sitting in the first row. Georgiana and Kobalt are sitting in the second row. The third row is empty. You, Sven, Lenore and Michel Miyata are sitting in the fourth row. Judge Hiro, Evald and Navarre Nobody are sitting in the fifth row. Catalith and Manuel are sitting in the sixth row. There are no visible exits. Soulis lowers his hand. Royce angrily slaps Murzerk right in the face, hard. Sven's body goes limp as he slumps to the ground unconscious. Nagami Nagami wakes from an uncomfortable "*speaking english, in a soft japanese voice* so, can we marry our cousins?or what?..." You grin at Evald. Johnny laughs loudly. Manuel stands from their seat in the sixth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Kobalt sighs, "That reference would of worked better if my char was called Khaleesi. Waiguoren_Guest says, "Over the years I've played a lot of memorable characters and had a lot of fun with a lot of people. I've also made a lot of enemies OOCly and clashed with them on several occasions which I wholeheartedly regret." OC: Manuel steps out of the IC world.] [-][Game-Help] Lola has joined the channel. You smile innocently at Michel. OC: Manuel steps back into the IC world.] Waiguoren_Guest says, "haven't played in over a year now and I'm starting to get that itch again so I'd like a chance to make another memorable character and have fun with everyone one more time." OC: Manuel asks, "How do I leave?"] Waiguoren_Guest says, "Over the past twelve months I've made drastic cuts to the friendships I have forged through Sindome OOCly in an attempt to distance myself from any conflicts of interest and I'd like a chance to approach Sindome with a clean slate OOCly and see how it goes." Johnny says loudly, "*speaking english, in a quiet, whisper of a voice* Mother. Of. Dragons." Michel smiles back to you. Royce asks, "*speaking english, in a rough, sand-paperish voice* Why does everyone think her real name is khaleesi?" Murzerk swear colourfully. Slither turns and listens to Wai. OC: Jp says, "Manuel, @town-hall"] Kobalt [to Johnny]: It is known. Fizz stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Slither turns and listens to Waiguouren_Guest. Fizz vanishes from the meeting. Slither bursts into a thousand tiny snakes, all slithering off in different directions until they have vanished entirely. A thousand slithering snakes appear from various nooks and crannies and head toward the center of the room where they combine into a voltron-esque being known as Slither. Lenore stands from their seat in the fourth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Murzerk vanishes from the meeting. Manuel vanishes from the meeting. Manuel OOCly appears after leaving the town hall. Netikerty makes her home in here now, never heading @town-hall again. OC: Manuel says, "thanks"] Georgiana tosses Netikerty a pillow. Prospero [to Linekin]: For clothing and hair and the like, what is acceptable armor esque wise? Manuel vanishes from the meeting. Manuel OOCly appears after leaving the town hall. Netikerty fluffs the pillow and plops on down. OC: Manuel says, "Ok wtf"] Royce vanishes from the meeting. Szpital stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. Szpital vanishes from the meeting. OC: Prospero exclaims, "WE SHOULD HAVE A GIANT SINDOME SLUMBER PARTY HERE SOMETIME!"] OC: Lyla says, "YUSH"] Waiguoren_Guest says, "I'll take that as a no." OC: Nagami exclaims, "YEAH!!!"] Slither [to Waiguoren_Guest]: Message received. It will be discussed. Waiguoren_Guest says, "ty" Manuel vanishes from the meeting. Manuel OOCly appears after leaving the town hall. Georgiana dons her fuzzy-bunny sleepsuit? Siken [to Slither]: *speaking english, in a low, bass tone voice* That went pretty damn well for having a 10 year hiatus. OC: Manuel asks, "Why isn't it working?"] OC: Jp says, "You can't leave, Manuel? "] Slither chuckles softly at Siken. Waiguoren_Guest has disconnected. A group of gangers runs in shouting loudly and flashing gang signs before picking up Waiguoren_Guest and carrying it off quickly. OC: Manuel says, "Apparently not."] Sable [to Manuel]: *speaking english* where were you? Bebop [to Georgiana]: Hey, that's fluffy-bunny, get it right Prospero [to Linekin]: For example, could there be riot shields and the like? worn on the arm, covers the body,but weighs alot? Netikerty [to Manuel]: You're mine. You can stay with me here. Forever. Hiro starts applauding politely. Bebop grins mischievously. Nagami shouts loudly, "NOOOOOOO, MY GUESTS!!!!!!" Manuel [to Sable]: *speaking english, in a thick Spanish accent. voice* What do you mean? OC: Soulis says, "I had a question about skills and IC knowledge. If someone had a sec to help me understand something."] Georgiana [to Bebop]: Fuzzy, fluffy; it's all the same in the end - fucking adorable. Evald stands from their seat in the fifth row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Evald vanishes from the meeting. Sable [to Manuel]: you said @townhall wasnt towrkning? Johnny [to Manuel]: where we're you before? you can xhelp to keep it private. Nagami collapsesses to the ground "my guests...." Siken [to Nagami]: Bwhahaha get fucked nerd Kobalt whispers, "*something unintelligible*" to Soulis. Lyla angrily slaps Siken right in the face, hard. Netikerty collapses aside Nagimi and shouts, "My brand!!" Lyla [to Siken]: Be nice! Siken says, "bwhahahahahahaha" Manuel [to Johnny]: I'm wanting my language stats restored. OC: Navarre steps out of the IC world.] You say, "Can I email some questions and suggestions? " OC: Navarre steps back into the IC world.] Soulis whispers, "*something unintelligible*" to Kobalt. Sable casually nods at Jp. Royce appears out of nowhere. Netikerty [to You]: help@sindome.org Royce says, "Question" Sable [to You]: help@sindome.org Johnny [to Manuel]: let me look at that for you. Murzerk appears out of nowhere. You say, "Great. " Kobalt [to Soulis]: Ah cool. I need to shoot off, but didn't want to miss any of that. Netikerty [to You]: Or BgBB's for discussion! OC: Prospero says, "Any admins able to answer a quick question bout shields as an idea? Just if it would work coding wise"] Michel says, "I do have a question that I didn't get a chance to bring up during th emeeting. This is not a high priority thing, but I remember hearing tale that it was considered to replace the various 'tease' messages on custom tailored items with a single '.pose'-like message. Is this still being considered? I'd really appreciate it, if it were implemented." Sam_Guest appears out of nowhere. Slither [to Prospero]: We're all standing here, go ahead and ask. Royce says, "Current pop culture isn't supposed to be used IC. But it seems like a lot of the taglines for the SIC are from current or past pop culture IRL" Nagami shouts loudly, "MY GUESTS ARE BACK!!!!" Slither chuckles softly at Prospero. OC: Kobalt exclaims, "I'd love to stick around and chat, but it's late here in Albion. Gonna run to my coffin now. Don't really have any pressing concerns. As an FYI, Did email the help inbox. Everyone have a great evening and thanks for everything staffies, keep doing what you're doing!"] Nagami grabses Sam_Guest. Slither [to Kobalt]: Night! Kobalt stands from their seat in the second row, and edges their way out of it into the aisle. Slither [to Kobalt]: Thanks! Sam_Guest resists as he am grabses. OC: Manuel asks, "Albion Michigan?"] Kobalt vanishes from the meeting. Sorry, you can't do that while sitting down. Kobalt appears out of nowhere. You stand from your seat in the fourth row, and edge your way out of it into the aisle. Kobalt [to Manuel]: No silly, the REAL Albion ;) Slither chuckles softly. Johnny [to Manuel]: ok, langs should be good. Prospero [to Slither]: Would it be possible for a riot shield, etc, that is worn, covering one arm and the body, maybe neck, and protects, and the downside is that is weighs a ton? I kinda wanna make a makeshift one IC, Netikerty [to Manuel]: The one from Fable. Manuel [to Johnny]: Thanks. Manuel vanishes from the meeting. Manuel OOCly appears after leaving the town hall. Kobalt [to Netikerty]: YOU ARE A HERO! Kobalt vanishes from the meeting. You vanish from the meeting. The Armory You stand in a large storefront nearly blinded by the bright led lights that have been installed into round can shaped recesses in the drop panel ceiling. As your vision adjust you begin to make out the black wood paneled walls. The vertical arrangement of the panels creates the illusion of a high ceiling. The steel floor is a matching jet black colored diamond plate. Around the room LED light bars have been installed towards the top of the walls and face down as they glow a soft lavender color. A large glass display case near the checkout counter sits at the end of the store featuring various firearms. Behind the display case, a glass rifle-rack holds various weaponry. Next to the register, a large freestanding pegboard rests, ammo clips of all sizes attached. As you walk around the room, the chrome racks, accessories, and tools shimmer vying for your attention. A sign is attached to the wall next to the gate leading to the stairwell down. Next to the door leading to the back, a large sign that reads 'Services' is bolted to the wall. Illuminated behind the counter is a sign that reads 'Licencing' attached to the wall. A black camera hangs from the wall watching the area. Displayed behind the checkout counter, in easy view, is a painting titled 'Peace'. Camiele is standing behind the glass display case. a carapaced average woman is is on display in the center of the store. A sign that reads 'ZMI's G.A.R.B. Protect Yourself' stands beside her. There are exits to the east (e), west (w), down (d). You OOCly appear after leaving the town hall. |C| Submitting query... |C| Generating results from WHODATA.DB ... |W|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |W|  <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< WITHMORE SECURE IDENTIFICATION NETWORK >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>  | |W|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |W| ID | ALIAS | BROADCAST MESSAGE (ct) [54]  | |W|------+----------+-----------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |W| | TROGDOR  | Now strip naked and get on the probulator.  | |W| | Meat  | Jimmy crack corn and I don't fucking give a shit!  | |W| | Honchos  | Aim for the cat, dude! Aim for a cat!  | |W| | Bruised  | Problem solved. You two fight to the death and I'll cook the loser.  | |W| | DrThorne | [+] Westside Elective - Chief Cyberneticist - Phone# 382-7880  | |W| | 5MnT4y61 |   | |W| | FIZZ  |   | |W| | Digger  | ... Dragster  | |W| | Stabbing |   | |W| | 041jLMjc |   | |W| | Agatha  | Baka, I am the Mix.  | |W| | WJF-Ops  | Obey The Law - Dial 911 to request help  | |W| | Neon  | Mainlining The Secret Truth Of The Universe  | |W| | Cheesy  | Ooh, that sounds cool.  | |W| | Kobalt  | AVAILABLE FOR WORK - Computer Systems, Courier, Errands, PA. SIC me.  | |W| | What  | Maybe he is a parasite.  | |W| | Ma'at  | Verily I have come to thee, I have brought to thee Ma'at.  | |W| | Lot  | Once on Earth, you will be too stupid to remember the message.  | |W| | Anabelle | [+] Westside Elective - Physician [+]  | |W| | Craven  |   | |W| | News  | JS  | |W| | Ujvala  | Veni, vidi, Pesci  | |W| | Acrobats | I guess you never really outgrow being an eyeball... oddball.  | |W|------+----------+-----------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |W|  Grid 2.0!  | |W|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |C|*SYSTEM*>> Tag line set to: ... Dragster Sic & Grid: Digger  This is an OOC discussion, please be respectful of your fellow communitiy members or you will be removed from the discussion. If you are joining in the middle please raise your hand if you want to speak (rules will be reviewed at the start of the meeting). Thanks for joining in and contributing! You suddenly OOCly vanish, heading off to the town hall. Sindome Amphitheater  The Brobdingnagian structure encompassing you lends heavily to classical stylings from the Italian Renaissance, characterized by transcendent marble arches. Tens of thousands of seats comfortably furnished with the finest upholstery surround the arena in tiers, each laboriously designated with hand engraved golden plates. Sleek displays are available in front of every chair, appointed to relay information from whatever function the arena is hosting at the time in a variety of languages and an assortment of touch-screen options. The landings of each tier bear floor plaques lionizing the mega-corporations involved in the funding of the gargantuan building project, lending special thanks to names that only anybody who is anybody has heard of, fettered to the tongues of the unwashed masses. You would only have to wonder for a moment how such the revenue for such an exorbitant expense could be justified before being assaulted by innumerable holographic advertisements flickering into life along the rows, others being projected as gigantic slogans and logos in the air, the products owned by the largest and most influential corporations dominating the airspace by a huge margin. The advertisements blink out of existence just as rapidly as they had appeared, working on an annoyingly regular timer chosen by market psychologists to be as disorientating as distracting as possible to the average consumer. Recycling chutes located alongside every aisle hint promisingly towards a flourishing income stream provided by confections, fast-foods and consumer drugs. Overhead awaits a dizzying sight as anybody who were to look up would find themselves staring out into the captifying panorama of space. Long-dead stars burn fiercely billions of light years away from here, with a clarity unknown to your typical mudboy who has only seen the sky as a perversion marred by human pollutants. Lurid nebulas that cannot be seen by the human eye from here are as conspicuous as earthly clouds. Prospero is standing here HardHat Johnny is sitting in the front row. Lenore, Elsa and Murzerk are standing here. Nagami is standing awkwardly Slither is standing here, being awesome. Manuel is standing around, with a blush and a smile. Royce is dressed to kill. Sam_Guest is lying down over there, somewhere. Finn Skinner is sleeping here, plotting and scheming Sven is sleeping here, fitfully. Soulis and Karma are sitting on the floor. Linekin Skywalker and Sable are seated in the large leather chairs on the stage. The podium is vacant. Julius, Siken and Netikerty are sitting in the first row. Georgiana is sitting in the second row. The third row is empty. Michel Miyata is sitting in the fourth row. The fifth row is empty. Catalith is sitting in the sixth row. There are no visible exits. You appear out of nowhere. OC: Hiro steps back into the IC world.] Soulis [to Johnny]: Didn't someone give him english at the start of this, maybe that is the reason. Nagami etchesses man words into the ground. OC: Netikerty says, "@Town-hall"] Johnny [to Hiro]: now you're proper fucked. Manuel [to Johnny]: Are you asking for the location? Elsa vanishes from the meeting. Soulis [to Slither]: I had a question about skills and IC knowledge. If you had a sec to help me understand something. Hiro [to Johnny]: *speaking english, in a stoic, authoritative voice* C'est la vie. OC: Johnny says, "@town-hall to leave here, if you've @ooc'd to leave here, xhelp to get unfucked and where you need to go."] Netikerty xwall's Manuel. You sigh and say, "All the cool kids are still in here..." Hiro vanishes from the meeting. Hiro OOCly appears after leaving the town hall. Nagami says, "yay, im cool!" Johnny reaches in and pulls Manuel out. Michel says, "I'm a cool kid...? Gosh..." You arch your eyebrow and say, "You go, Manuel." Nagami glances down at her digital watch. Prospero [to Slither]: Alright, then one non IC question...well...kinda IC. *points to his hair* the EL wire idea okay? Prospero (topless man wearing a neXus synth-hide boots) He is tall and gangly, standing about 6'2 and 150 lbs wet. His face is thin and clean shaven, with sharp lines, but smooth edges. His stride is fast and graceful, and he seems to slide inbetween and around things gracefully more than he actually changes direction His left eye is a deep shade of amber, and has a playful, but serious look about it. His right eye is a lighter shade of amber than his left and has the same playful, but serious look about it. His left ear is kinda slim and pointed, and has a small, metal stud in the lobe. His right ear is kinda slim and pointed, and has a small, metal stud in the lobe. Prospero is wearing a raven black thick felt bowler hat, tilted slightly over his face, casting a slight shadow. A charcoal gray band adorns the hat, and tucked into it on the left side is a bone white feather with red streaks in it, tucked behind two tarot cards. Pressed carefully into the leather under the feather and cards is the Voodoo Veve for Papa Legba, gently brushed in silver. He has a slender face, his jawline cut straight. His hair is mid length and is tied up in a short ponytail, much like a samurai, and dyed jet black. Entwined in his hair every few strands is a glowing dark end teal hair, giving off a slight tinges of color into the hair. A large mass of small scars go across his face, ruining what could be a pretty face, and his nose looks as if it has been broken once and not set properly. When he speaks, his mouth opens to show a painfully white tongue. His neck is thin, but muscular. Around it hangs a variety of necklaces, amulets, gris-gris and leather pouches filled with herbs and spices, which give of a spicy, yet delightful smell. On the lower left side of his neck, near his collarbone is a black Fleur De Lis Tattoo His left shoulder is quite muscular and lean, and surprisingly clear of scars. His right shoulder is quite muscular and lean, and has two bullet scars, white with age. His arm is nearly all thin muscle, but on his inner forearm is a large brand, black with age, in the shape of a large symmetrical dagger. His left hand are very long and thin, nearly skeletal in nature, but seems very strong. His right hand is very long and thin, nearly skeletal in nature, and seems to be the dominant one. The knuckle bones of this hand poke out through scarred skin, and into the bone itself, Voodoo protection symbols are carved. As he moves his hand, the knuckles click oddly. His back is lean and muscular, with very little of the spine poking out now. Three long, jagged scratch marks go across his spine, from his left shoulder to his right hip, puckered and white with age. His chest is lean and muscular, seemingly very strong. Near his right should a bullet scar stands out pink against his white skin. A Du-Wear cargo pants is strapped to his waist, held in place by a black belt with a silver buckle. The buckle is engraved with the trademark 'Du-Wear' skull. The black fabric of the pants is sleek and thin, seeming to catch and capture light, reflecting nothing. Hanging from his hips are a pair of ~black men's slacks made out of a lightweight synthetic fabric. A pair of highly polished synth-hide boots hug his legs to mid calf. The black artificial leather has been polished to a high sheen, and the laces are tightly done up and tucked away for protection. A large metal plate covers the toe of the boot, with a matching plate moulded over the heel, both a dull metallic colour. Stamped onto the side of the boot is a large neXus logo, imprinted in a dark reddish dye. Prospero is holding nothing. Prospero is in excellent condition. Hiro appears out of nowhere. Sindome Amphitheater  The Brobdingnagian structure encompassing you lends heavily to classical stylings from the Italian Renaissance, characterized by transcendent marble arches. Tens of thousands of seats comfortably furnished with the finest upholstery surround the arena in tiers, each laboriously designated with hand engraved golden plates. Sleek displays are available in front of every chair, appointed to relay information from whatever function the arena is hosting at the time in a variety of languages and an assortment of touch-screen options. The landings of each tier bear floor plaques lionizing the mega-corporations involved in the funding of the gargantuan building project, lending special thanks to names that only anybody who is anybody has heard of, fettered to the tongues of the unwashed masses. You would only have to wonder for a moment how such the revenue for such an exorbitant expense could be justified before being assaulted by innumerable holographic advertisements flickering into life along the rows, others being projected as gigantic slogans and logos in the air, the products owned by the largest and most influential corporations dominating the airspace by a huge margin. The advertisements blink out of existence just as rapidly as they had appeared, working on an annoyingly regular timer chosen by market psychologists to be as disorientating as distracting as possible to the average consumer. Recycling chutes located alongside every aisle hint promisingly towards a flourishing income stream provided by confections, fast-foods and consumer drugs. Overhead awaits a dizzying sight as anybody who were to look up would find themselves staring out into the captifying panorama of space. Long-dead stars burn fiercely billions of light years away from here, with a clarity unknown to your typical mudboy who has only seen the sky as a perversion marred by human pollutants. Lurid nebulas that cannot be seen by the human eye from here are as conspicuous as earthly clouds. Prospero is standing here HardHat Johnny is sitting in the front row. Lenore and Murzerk are standing here. Nagami is standing awkwardly Royce is dressed to kill. Sam_Guest is lying down over there, somewhere. Judge Hiro is the law. Finn Skinner is sleeping here, plotting and scheming Sven is sleeping here, fitfully. Soulis and Karma are sitting on the floor. Linekin Skywalker and Sable are seated in the large leather chairs on the stage. The podium is vacant. Julius, Siken and Netikerty are sitting in the first row. Georgiana is sitting in the second row. The third row is empty. Michel Miyata is sitting in the fourth row. The fifth row is empty. Catalith is sitting in the sixth row. There are no visible exits. Hiro doesses jazz hands, "Alright." Lenore (lithe chick carrying a blade and wearing a ProTek Proline flak jacket) A lovely woman with long straight crimson hair,and pale skin.She is average in height,thin and fit. Cloudy gray irises adorn mysteriously her eyes. She sports a set of silver hoops in her lower lip. Two pairs of equal-sized hoops adorn the sides of her lip, and one larger hoop is set in the middle, the silver gleaming coldly in her mouth. Very long straight hair covers gently her ears and temples as it reaches airily at her waistline. Her lovely lips are natural pale pink and her nose straight, shaping a charmingly average face. A heavily padded flak jacket covered in a dull, matte grey nanomesh material hangs heavily from her shoulders. The jacket is sleeveless and quite bulky, filled with packets of impact absorbing gelatin layered between kevlar and spider-weave nanomesh. The packets of impact absorbing gel are stitched in double rows, and two layers, over lapping each other for maximum protection. Over the left breast is a small red logo that reads 'ProTek Wear: Proline' in a bold typeface, a red band also lines the interior of the low collar on the flak jacket. Over her shoulders hangs a thick long sleeved shirt of overlapping layers of nanoweave fabric. The fibres have been woven and interlocked together in such a manner as to give the garment virtually no seams or stitch marks. The fabric is a dark matte grey in colour, and a small red ProTek Wear: Proline logo is on the cuff of each sleeve. Pulled tightly over her hands are a pair of dull grey kevlar gloves. A small red logo is at the bottom edge of the flare: 'ProTek Wear: Proline'. A pair of ProTek Proline nanoweave pants hangs from her waist, the dark matte grey cargo pants made up of overlapping layers of nanoweave fibers. The pants look to be quite heavy, though not overly hot to wear, and have a half dozen large storage pockets arranged on the legs to hold various equipment. The mesh layers are stitched and woven together to form a nearly seamless garment that looks sturdy and durable. A small red ProTek Wear: Proline logo has been embroidered on the flap of one of the cargo pockets on the left leg. A pair of heavy, black, thick soled synth-hide and nanomesh boots cover her feet and calves. The synth-leather and nanomesh fabrics have been layered and laminated together and look sturdy and flexible. The toe and arch are reinforced with what appears to be a flexible composite of materials that are as hard as steel, but supple as leather for greater mobility. A small ProTek Wear: Proline logo is on the sole and side of each boot. Lenore is holding a butterfly knife and a butterfly knife. Lenore is in excellent condition. Siken stands from their seat in the first row and easily moves away from it. A thousand slithering snakes appear from various nooks and crannies and head toward the center of the room where they combine into a voltron-esque being known as Slither. Murzerk [to Hiro]: that is really scary. [OOC: The game has been saved and backed up successfully to disk. 'help cp']