Shadowe

Hiya.

I've probably got one, and if I don't, I'm pretty sure my wife can part with one (either I've got 15 or she has, I can never remember which of us has which of the salvage). About the worst I might ask for is a small inf donation (open to negotiation) or one of the halloween salvage types I don't have lots of, but my wife might ask for other stuff.

Send me a /tell @Shadowe

Santa outfit. How would Sam look in a little Santa outfit? Ah, the mind boggles. Consider the Huntingtons there, as long as it's before Christmas and doesn't clash with any of the work parties I have to go to.

((Good backstory. I like it.))

Last night... (I would usually post this on the GG thread, but since it didn't happen there, I'm actually kind of stuck as to whether to post it here in the Defiant Thread - I'm sticking it here because it impacts on plots ongoing on Union)

Richard Huntington III travelled to the alternate reality known as Defiant, where he met Callista, a chap called Plasmarch (who happens to be Kit's father), a rather entertaining gentleman called Razgul, a lady called Jessica and a five-foot tall bipedal Norwegian Blue cat who was introduced to him as Kitty (Kitmarch's mother). The reason for the expedition was to gather data on the dimensional signature of Defiant in his continuing attempts to help Callie. He was succesful in this, and only had to endure the odd vague threat to his health.

Sam tried to comfort Bob while RC and Hana weren't around, but he wasn't very receptive.

Okay, here's my 2 penneth.

Shadowe: Male
Psychonova: Male
Luminescence: Female
Helena H Mk 1: Female

No other toons that I play right now (mostly female on that list, well, 2 out of 3, anyway).

Most people who come to GG will know that I'm male (and I'm not ashamed of the fact, in case you hadn't guessed), though I could swear that a few people got really concerned when I was playing Luminescence and occasionaly made an OOC post about my wife (who happens to think that Luminescence is a fantastic character, and prefers me to play her, I think, though I prefer Shad)

I have empirically (not rigourously) determined that female toons get more team offers, help, trade offers etc than male ones. I could be wrong.

I enjoy playing all my toons in RP (not that Psych has had much of a run at it), and don't see that the gender matters. Shad, Psych and Lum all come out of Shad's backstory, and HH has been introduced as a result of developments while RPing.

No point to this post, just thought I'd put it up.

I have to say, as a dedicated GGer, that sometimes the huge amount of text in local gets very daunting. Especially when I try to keep up with my main's occassional trick of carrying on two simultaneous conversations in detail. I usually go there with the chat window as big as I can, for ease of reading, but even so, I have been known to miss stuff.

I'm also one for writing huge amounts of text in one go (and anyone at GG who's read one of Richard's monologues will probably agree), so the short, snappy style required by in-game RP does seem limiting at times.

I've had a fair amount of luck describing my actions with generalities or simplifying the expressions (/e chuckles. /e smiles. /e looks crestfallen.) rather than going into a full on description, but one huge advantage I have found with such Real-Time Roleplaying is that I don't have to worry about explaining why my character is reacting that way - if someone wants to know, they have to ask.

Huge Gratz to you! Well done.

Much agreement with Stase and Weas.

I like to think that I'm a fairly talented writer, and although I have a lot of roleplaying experience, it's mostly from the GM side of things, and my player skills are a bit lacking sometimes. (Though I did recently (yesterday) find a use for the GM's trick of nicking the players' ideas for the purposes of furthering a plot, while I was RPing at GGs.)

I've generally had some luck (certainly while RPing in CoX) to have a bit of an idea about character background (Name, where's he from, things like that) and then making stuff up while I'm RPing. As long as you log chat while RPing, you can do the write-up later.

The advantage of this is that sometimes you have a flash of brilliance while RPing and you can then include this in your characterisation. The disadvantage of this is that *sometimes* you have a flash of brilliance while RPing. Not always.

Welcome to the fold!

You must have come along on one of my off-days, 'cause I don't remember seeing you, but please come along again.

I like to think I'm one of the regular's now, at least, and trust me - everyone thinks they fluffed their first appearance (I know I did). I'm at work right now, so not going to have much of a chance to read that bio, but I will, and we really hope you enjoy the experience.

Well, for everyone that wasn't there.

We failed. I'm sure everyone else will be happy to explain all the reasons, but that's the long and short of it.

Damn you, FG.

You are now on my hate list. Grrrr.

I can't get online on Wednesdays.

As you are a total foot* as a DJ, as evidenced at Stasis' B'day party, I'm really gutted at having to miss this.

Wonder if I can persuade my PnP RPG group to switch days... again.

*: Foot = leg-end. (Shadowe's patented poor joke number 92)

P.s. I don't hate you, just your sense of timing. Damnit

<Cries>

I was there for the first 2 Luscas, then had to log for dinner, and I only need Eochai for the Geas Accolade...

And you took him out twice...

<Cries some more>

Damn it. But it was fun, too.

Will be at Lusca by 8 Saturday.

We have a meet.

/em sings "I'm gonna eat you little squiddy..."

(Yes, I know. She's an octopus. That doesn't fit the tune, okay?)

Not a Monday & not a Wednesday. Preferably a Saturday or a Sunday. Call me, and I'll be there.

Sounds good. I need to do this one to begin my "Start the TF's" season on Shad.

I'm usually at GGs pretty much every night except Wednesdays, feel free to come say "Hi" or whatever.

I do recommend taking a look at Shadowghost's links in the post above: well worth it.

But most of all, come along and enjoy yourself!

Huge gratz people. Now I know what all that frantic mishing over the weekend was for. Glad you let me help out with some of it, and glad you helped Corpos hit the big 5-0 as well.

Excellently done.

Shadowe:

Are you Male of Female? I'm Mr Blue
Describe yourself: The River
Describe how you live: Standing Outside the Fire
Describe your boy/girlfriend: Unanswered Prayers
How do you feel about yourself?: The Red Strokes
Where would you rather be?: Ireland
Describe what you want to be: When There's No-one Around
Describe how you love: In Another's Eyes
How do people feel about you?: Friends in Low Places
Share a few words of wisdom: We Shall Be Free

My good buddy Corpos just got his first toon to 50!

I'm sure you'll all join me in congratulating him.

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This is a repost from Blackdove's... translation... of one of the above.

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(Shadowe) "Male, late 20s, seeks female for companionship and maybe more. GSOH, rich, frequent flier, intelligent, charming & witty. Applicants must be ready for anything, including the occassional police raid and villainous attack. Aliens, mutants, Kheldians & dimensional travellers welcome. Dancing is optional."

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Too good to be true (or single)! Applying dating decipher....

Male, in his thirties, looking for a shag. Laughs at dirty jokes, inherited stinky apartment and seven cats from his granny last year, I'd like to belong to 10-mile club, I passed high school on second try, my mom says I'm charming, I make my mates laugh when I trash-talk my exes. Applicants must be ready for anything, including the occassional police raid and villainous attack. I'll take any kind, especially lapdancers.

HTH.

Blackdove

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((IC Post))

I find the flagrant disregard of my upstanding nature most disturbing.

I would like to counter each of the points raised, so that future applicants can see for themselves that I was perfectly honest in my presentation.

My name is Doctor Richard Huntington III. Everyone calls me Richard (unless my sister has corrupted them). I was born on 3rd October, 1977. I am 28 years old, coming up to 29. I am seeking female companionship, and possibly a burgeoning relationship, for such has eluded me so far. I am not merely "looking for a shag". I inherited a mansion in the outskirts of the city and control of a medium sized corporation 6 years ago, so wealth is clearly there. I don't own any cats. I can fly. I own a private jet. The 10-mile high club doesn't interest me in the slightest right now, though it may at some point. I hold two Doctorates from Oxford University in England in esoteric physics disciplines, and my deceased mother never referred to me as charming. I take the stance that I am from the nickname recently bestowed upon me by Doctor MacAllister, otherwise known as Doctor Temporis, which is "Captain Smoothypants". I frequently make people laugh, though usually after I've had some champagne for some reason, and I don't speak poorly of the lovely ladies who have formed my previous, though unsuccessful, relationships. I am a hero, but have a poor reputation, so I do occassionally get raided by the police, and the odd villainous organisation does try to attack me every now and then. I don't dance very well, as the video evidence that the heroine Kitmarch undoubtedly obtained a few days ago (despite her claims otherwise) will prove.

Therefore, I fully intend to sue for the libelous statements your previous correspondent made about me, unless she was female and is interested in a date...

Young attractive female, seeks someone for fun and frollics. Independantly wealthy, likes to party, I can blow your mind! Only ever dated men, but open-minded.

Psinet legal disclaimer: Any person or persons responding to the above application will not hold Psinet responsible for any harm, real or perceived, that occurs as a result of any meeting with the above person.

I know I don't post on these boards very much (Yeah, I'm even the guy Stasis referred to as "Nope, don't know a Shadowe" the one time I popped up on the Forumites TS channel, and forgot to switch my mike on for half an hour), but just one question, as it would be nice to show Forumite solidarity here (and have cake).

Which server?

[Edit for stupidity. That was actually meant as a serious question. Then I realised where I'm posting, so I'm going for the comedy angle... is it working?]

Here's a few of mine.

Which floor was it on?

Corpos doing his Christmas Tree impression.

I am *not* Darth Vader... honest...

Ding!

Um... Did you lose your head?

Adamastor ain't so tough... honest.

So, are these guys twins, or what?

Richard Huntinton III, known in the media as Shadowe, stared hard across the vast expanse of the Terra Volta island. Since his near death the previous day his power had, though not grown, become more refined than ever before. He couldn't see very much on this dark and cloudy night, but he hoped his other senses would aid him more in any case.

Closing his eyes he expanded his awareness to fill the area enclosed within the War Walls.

A thousand thousand ripples of energy struck his mind - the brilliant roar of the reactor beneath him, electricity arcing through cables, lights burning brightly throughout the region. He blocked all of these out. Of far more importance to him right now were other energy signatures - the twisted fabric of half-a-dozen portals tore at his mind, and the slowly moving heat signatures of dozens of Council troopers. Occassionaly he sensed the sharp burst of heat and light from gunfire, and even less often, the steady hiss and roiling tympanic percussion of a flamethrower.

He snorted as he realised he was getting almost poetic in his mental descriptions of the things he sensed. He only wished that he could sense things beyond the Electromagnetic spectrum, Bosons, Fermyons and Leptons. That was a lot, granted, but some things in this crazy world couldn't be explained by physics alone, and Richard and his powers were firmly grounded in real physical phenomena.

He sensed a cautiously moving platoon of Council soldiers approaching a squad of unaware PPD SWAT troopers who were pinned down by machine-gun fire from behind a gas conduit.

"Time for action." Richard closed his eyes and concentrated for a moment, and his battle-armour appeared to fade into nothingness around him. It was actually stored in a frozen state extra-dimensional holding pen attached to Richard's wristwatch - a stroke of pure genius on his part, even if he did say so himself.

Replacing the armour was a skin-tight, matte-black body suit, with a full mask covering every inch of Richard's face. A dark cape, every inch blacker than a clouded winter night, fluttered in the breeze.

Drifting silently down from his observation point, he dropped quietly to the ground just ahead of the Council soldiers, in a deep shadowed recess.

As the first Council soldier drew abreast of him, he spoke, in a clear ringing voice.

"Fear the darkness, soldiers of Requiem. In Paragon City, the darkness fights back!"

Unleashing a devastating explosion of solar energy at them, he shifted his body into, and moved, darting away from his original concealed spot into another shadowed cubby-hole slightly further on.

He watched as machine gun fire ripped into his first hiding place. As it did, he released a ball of energy that raced into the middle of the troops before exploding in a shower of force.

By this time, the PPD had noticed the commotion, and turned around, realising that there was another threat here.

As one, they opened fire on the few Council soldiers who were still conscious.

Richard smiled, a tight grim smile, and swept into the night sky in search of new prey.

"Beware, Requiem," he muttered. "Darkness is coming for you. You never know what might be hiding in the shadows."