Now that I've gotten interested in forum RPGs, I don't feel like there's enough of them. I can ignore WAY more at once than what we have.
I have a couple of ideas for other Sexual RPG's, but I can barely keep up with the one i'm GMing in and the other i'm playing in and that's ignoring the part where I have woefully neglected all of my stories mainsite.
Whelp. Tried dating apps. Thinking this whole thing isn't for me. I should just stick to fictional sex.
Kind of debating trying my hand at being a GM for an RPG game of my own, but can't really settle on what.
Maybe something like that one chyoa where you play as a minion of a Dark Lord, but in a group setting, trying to foil heroes. Or something like playing as a shapeshifter and trying to blend in to the things around you. Dunno. Just random thoughts.
"Whelp. I just made a post. Time to wait patiently for responses." *three minutes later "Anyone? No?" *five minutes later. "Nope, nothing."
Then you get distracted by something... when you come back an hour later, you realize that someone responded just 2 minutes after you went away.
Today, someone told me that Steam has a greenlight process. Which is just silly. Steam doesn't have standards to what crap they put out.
They're just a platform for delivery. They offer refunds and there is a customer rating system to keep folks honest.
They offer "Limited" refunds and their customer rating system becomes a weapon for angry, spiteful mobs rather than actual intelligent reviews of games on a regular basis.
I WISH I could forget about some of my stories. The ones I'm not currently working on sit in my head calling to me..."Grimmmbous...Grimmmbous...come play with us...come write for us...don't leave us..." lol I am sure that is totally healthy and normal.
Whelp. Roads are closed. With the change in fortune, I'm going to spend my time...writing dirty stories. My parents must be so proud.
*At holidays -* >Hey Loeman! What have you been doing? Since last? Spending 300 hours writing 4 fucking pain-in-the-ass BDSM chapters. I- I mean nothing Auntie! Uh, working!
Weekend trip starts. Looks like I won't get any work done. Hahaha. I'm kidding. That wasn't going to happen anyway.
No, procrastination fairy. I mean it. I really should get this...fine, One game. Alright, sure. There's time for another.
I never heard of this procrastination fairy. But now i know what has kept me from writing all the time!
My saved game is corrupt? Guess it's a sign that I should go outside....after reinstalling the base game and expansions.
"Alright. Today, I will work hard and make an update." I'm not loving my ratio of how many times I think this to it actually happening.
Somehow people seem to get the impression that I'm joking, when I say that I barely know what I'm doing. I'm not.
I'm not fishing for that. I know there's a lot I need to improve on. By why ask me for help specifically? Especially for stories I have nothing to do with. That's all I'm thinking.
You're popular, successful, and a lot more approachable than jackasses like me: that isn't reason enough?
I wake up and wonder "Can I really do this?" It haunts me to my core. But I need to shower, so I have to get out of my warm blankets. Sucks.
So, first profile post. I need to say something clever and intuitive to mark the ocassion...........god dammit.
This was mine: Looking forward to finding friends and learning lessons, hopefully not the hard way...
