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Manifesto?

Why do we join the dome?  Why do we spend hours of our time here?  


What does it say about my life that I relish the time I spend in the dome, and that I get truly upset when people preform bad rp.  I mean I have a good life, right?  Girlfriend I think I love, good job (engineer) that pays well, friends, family, all the rest of that crap, and yet I would trade it all in a heartbeat for life as we've created in the dome.  Is it the technology of the future that is the draw, or the escape from my reality that I despise.  I don;t think I'm alone when I talk about the dome as almost a part of me, it is definitely a part of my life, although I only log in while at work (50-70 hours a week).  When will I decide that I should log in at home also, and up my weekly dosage of dome to something like 100 hours.  Yes people will say that Astro isn't the most active character in the dome, but how many of you are here at 7:00 pst every weekday?  Why is it that every day I wake and go to work, to do a job that I find I am very capable of doing, and yet my overall level of ambition to do that job, and do it well, is based on the email that came while I was home the preceding night, and the actions I encounter in teh dome during the day.  I mean I have goals, right, we all do.  Yet, I look at the goals I have for myslef and sometimes I just say, why?  or why are those things so important?  Is it justifiable to spend 70 hours a week at work, when my girlfriend is on another continent, and I'm located 2000 miles from my friends?  I've always answered taht question with a resounding yes.  Yet sometimes I wonder, why do we do this, why do we begin to torment ourselves with our lives in the dome, lives that I think a lot of us would love to have.  So what if I have to keep from having Casey shoot me in the back, or look over my shoulder for Red level gangers.  In that life,  we hav constant danger, filled with something so different from our sacharine, PC, effiminized maniliness that is being forced on us as though it is an integral part of Americanization.  We life would you choose, and what does that say about you and our culture?

What is our culture?  Have you looked closely at the inhabitants of the dome?  So few of us are the stereotypical computer nerds.  (not that that is bad.)  More of us (irl)are renaissance figures, athletic, educated and fairly worldy.  We form our culture in the dome, full of ic development, yet many of us spend a phenomanal amount of time talking OOC to our 'friends' that we have come to know through our rp.  DO we have a culture irl?  Undoubtledly you would have to say yes, although we would be hard pressed to name any of the individuals in our culture with out using there ic names.  (which is fine.)  Yes, we have oour culture, yet none of us (baring admins, maybe) have met irl.  we have formed this group of people, a congregation, that follows what happens in our fantasy world more closely than we follow current world events.
(GOD DAMN WORK INTERRUPTING ME WHEN I'M WRITING.)

With all of that said, I guess I have ranted enough for today.  I apologize for any spelling errors I have made.

Only other staff members I have met IRL were Bane & Ariel.

Everyone else (including me) is Damon, so meeting them is mute.

So earlier today I argued with Damon (Johnny), Stonemonk(still Johnny), and Rastus (Johnny yet again), and they aregued with each other.  Now that's a trip.  
Only other staff members I have met IRL were Bane & Ariel.

Everyone else (including me) is Damon, so meeting them is mute.

(Edited by Stonemonk at 3:14 pm on April 26, 2001)

I'm not even gonna try to keep from being confused again.
Aren't we all just Johnny or Damon?


Kill Global Homoginisation, STOP the Americanization of the world, fight the monoculture!

Your ALL wrong… We are -ALL- Damon, but Damon is a front for Johnny... so in a sense, we are Johnny trying to act like Damon who is actually a front for ourself....
I did a very strange thing today. �After work, I visited a small pond a bit down the road from the convenience store where I'm currently employed. �I walked to the local branch library, and fell asleep while reading a Popular Mechanics.. On waking, I checked out a book– Slant, by Greg Bear-- and went to a local park, where I read for two, possibly three hours while sitting under a tall shady tree.. I read until the shadows had grown long, and the setting of the sun was imminent, though not yet upon me, when the sky starts turning that deep blue shade of azure. �I ignored the phone calls that came through on my cell phone, and just read, enjoying the wind, and the children playing on the jungle gym about twenty feet away, and the feel of the solid tree trunk on which I'd decided to lean myself. � Afterwards, I walked the long way home, along a twisting winding street that seemed more like it belonged out in the country, rather than on the northeastern outskirts of a thriving city. �I explored a thicket along the way, following manmade tire tracks running through the native loam, and got turned around , only to discover I'd strayed maybe two hundred feet from where I began my journey. �I smelled and listened and looked at everything, knowing deep down that this was what life truly meant... to simply exist... �I realize now, that I may well have found peace.. as well as the fact that I've not had much personal time-- me time-- as of late...

Everything has gone to hell in my life as of late.. namely, my eventual displacement from where I to live, and the possibility that my girlfriend's ex- may have given her a nasty virus, something which I may have caught out of my own stupidity.. but still.. today was simply.. beautiful.. �

My days may be numbered, and, for some reason, I don't know if I want to spend the last of them wrapped up in a dream... Granted, you are my friends -ALL- of you.. but my life, what remains of it if I've caught something, must not be squandered.. hell, it goes the same if I haven't caught anything either.. I must live my life to the fullest.. and burn twice as long, so much like the proverbial Roy Batty..

Hey man.  I know exactly what your going through.  I underwent a lotta of stuff similar to your situation.  Cancer, and in doing so three of my closest friends.  I have to agree with you what you said.  Live everyday as if it were you last.  I wish you luck with this and pray that you pull through.  I know it sounds corny but it is serious shit
Uhh about my last post I was and am tired so it made little sense.  That and I was doing many things at the same time.  In short.  I have been in a similar situation.  Good friends of mine died.  Everytime i realized my own mortality.  So live, that goes for everyone.  Sorry bout the confusion i know that caused.