Saturday 27 September 2008

Why do people have to be awful.

In the roleplay world I operate in all the literates think they are complete elitists. They talk like wankers, act like wankers and generally think they are better than you. Unfortunately they are good at what they do and I've done some great roleplays with them.

I'm sick of these wankers, why aren't there any nice, literate roleplayers out there. I don't think I come across as some elitist cock face. Urgh, I've just discussed what would be an awesome roleplay and posted a first post *see yellow text under this, awesome first post* so I posted and she returned from shopping. I asked if she'd read the post and she said she couldn't be arsed, fair enough. So I say please let me know when you've read. Simply so I didn't have to keep checking back.

The reply I get is:

despiracy (21:41:15): I just told you I'm not in the mood to read all that.

What the fuck, why, no need for that. Suffice to say I won't be roleplaying with her. I'm so pissed off.

Good roleplay intro below:
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Rae sat in front of his computer one finger hovering over the return key, the script that was scrolling in front of his eye looked okay but he had to be sure, it had to be perfect. One mistake and their whole plan would be ruined, the programmer moved his hand away from the keyboard and opened up the raw script again, there wasn’t one mistake that he could see, this code had been check, checked again, run through test programmes and then re-checked. It had to be correct. The programme would take about an hour to run and cycle through its processes before the end result came. That end result being total destruction of the planet’s computer systems.

They’d all been given one part of the code to run, Rae had started this thinking they were liberating a broken world, although now that he was deeper in all this he knew that it wasn’t like that. This was for destruction, panic and death. The hackers weren’t in charge all this had been formulated by someone who could see the big picture yet someone who didn’t have the technical knowledge to implement such a plan.

There were many a way that this could play out, the virus could be stopped if the government knew how and got to it in time, if they did it would only render their computer systems and records redundant, still causing mass panic. If the virus was not stopped and was allowed to run its course all firewalls would be taken offline allowing for rival nations to access computer systems, this would then be followed by a break down in the central hubs and servers across the world, meaning no internet access. Soon every computer on the planet would be infected; this meant your home PC to the military computers that contained launch codes for all the missiles in the world.

Rae began to gather his things, he already had a bag packed, everything he could think of that might keep him safe: Nothing sentimental just food, water, clothing and a gun. The male stood in front of the computer for a few seconds before pressing return. It had to be this way, there was no way out of it now, at least he would be safe. The script began to run and Rae left.

The walk to the meeting place would only take twenty minutes but Rae still ran, backpack slung around his shoulders and gun tucked into his jeans. Although the code would take an hour to infiltrate major systems the effects of the others may be seen more quickly. As a programmer and all round computer genius he knew that it would be the street lamps that would start to go as the grid was shut down from his computer.

It was dusk, and the sky was beginning to grey, it would be night time before the unsuspecting public know what had hit them. Rae couldn’t help but feel guilty and selfish but he’s gotten into all this far too deep to worry about the consequences. There was a good chance this could be the end of the world depending on how many nuclear bombs the world had hidden away. With the ones they knew about there was still a good chance the world could be wiped out, all part of the cleansing apparently; although Rae failed to see how a new world could be born from nothingness.

Finally he reached the designated meeting spot, a large, old building that stood about twenty floor high. He was to wait outside of the front door here smoking a cigarette until his companion arrived, from there they would descend into the deep basement of this building where the appropriate precautions had already been taken to keep them safe from whatever was happening on the world above.

He leant against the door way of the building trying to catch his breath from his run, already the street lamp above was beginning to flicker before flicking off entirely. The sinking sun and rising moon provided little light from behind clouds that had been moving all in day. Rae now felt hugely uncomfortable with the whole situation, he was meeting someone who was more or less a stranger and there was impending doom now hanging over the planet.

Somewhat shakily Rae pulled some cigarettes from his pocket and lit one. This would be his signal, whoever was going to meet him would know who he was. This wasn’t a busy area of the city, it was run down and going to ruin already. There would be few others who had planned to smoke in that particular door way on, what was to be, such an eventful night.

Rae thought about all the people he had loved and lost, all the people that had done him wrong in the past and ultimately pushed him to this final action. There must have been 50 of them across the world, maybe more, all planning, writing and waiting for two years whilst this was all formulated. Rae had been in a bad state then always moving around and never wanting to stop anywhere for too long. Every government had turned on its people. Instilling fear in all and keeping an eye on any who got out of hand. That had spiralled out of control over the past few years leaving many suburbs of cities in ruin as all the people were crammed into the cities to be watched.

The sound of footsteps made him jump, it was either the authorities out looking for him or his fellow hacker. Relief flooded through him when he realised it was neither, just a passerby. They didn’t seem too shocked at the fact that two street lamps were out, that was probably quite common for this part of the city.

Rae had always been an optimist always trying to put a good spin on things so people felt better, so he felt better. Now, however, he was full of sorrow and despair. It was likely that he had made a big mistake in helping with all this destruction. He wanted a new world but he was beginning to wonder if anything good could be born out of such destruction.

Friday 26 September 2008

Bloody Greencard!

Applying for the Greencard lottery I am not eligable.

Fuck that.
x

Tuesday 23 September 2008

God I miss them

1 Year ago yesterday my friends Chris and Nathan were taken from us in a horrific car accident. Chris was, in a round about way, my cousin and whilst we were at school one of my best friends. Nathan was simply an aquaintence of mine, I sat with him on the bus to school.

My mum married Chris' uncle and thus we became cousins and our friendship was rekindled somewhat. It hurts me to think that I am not going to see these people ever again, such kind, friendly, wonderful people.

I thought a year on things would be better but yesterday at work I was a complete mess, unsettled and restless. I did work and I worked hard but I needed to get out and do something, it felt like working wasn't enough. Any day I or any of my other friend's could die in a car accident and I'm stuck doing fucking sales when I could be meeting new people, catching up with old friends and handing out with new ones.

I'm such a stupidly restless person, I need to be out doing things, not stuck in a FREEZING cold office all day, every day. I need brightness, creativity, colour, WARMTH. (Seriously I work in the coldest office ever) .

Anyways, this is for Chris and Nathan, everyone misses you dearly. I love you both and wish you were both still here, you make the world a better place to be in.

And on a happier note: A bunny, because bunnies make me happy. Sorry for the depressing post.
<3

Saturday 20 September 2008

New Tat!

No pictures yet but I just got my star tattoo extended. three new stars, one black, one outline and one ORANGE!

And all the while listening to some ace music including T-REX!!!
xx

Thursday 18 September 2008

Am I violent?

Next door have had a baby. Cute ikkle baby.

No. Seriously, everytime I sit down to relax and watch some TV or do some work all I can hear is "waaaahhhh!!!" and it's seriously starting to do my nut in.

*looks for shot gun*

I will have peace and quiet very soon.

Wednesday 10 September 2008

What I am loving too much right now.

Life On Mars.

I've always been a fan ever since a roleplay partner of mine, and now good friend, Drifty told me about the show. We were roleplaying Torchwood some nice slash Ianto/Jack, she was always talking about Life on Mars and how it was fabulous so I decided to watch it. For a serious show that is, in some parts, full of angst it is hilarious.

The plot is fabulous, the characters are amazingly loveable (see post below *loves Gene Hunt*). I'm not going to go into the plot because I want you to watch it, love it and write about it. You will especially love it if you grew up in the 70's as that is when it is based this means 70's music! Even as a 19 year old this is a dream come true as my musical tastes revolve heavily around 70's rock music.

Named after the David Bowie song 'Life on Mars' which is one of my favourite songs and features in the show. Brilliant song, now stirs up in me all sorts of amazing emotions to do with the show as does the song 'Live and Let Die' gives me goose bumps.

Anyways this is basically a rant to tell you all how wonderful this show is. The hilarity for a drama show is amazing, there have been some times when I've had to stop watching to laugh because if I hadn't I would've missed the show through the tears of laughter.

The parts of the show that fill me with happy are Gene Hunt's one liners and the 'male bonding'.

xx

Monday 8 September 2008

Blokes I find hot but probably shouldn't (PIC!SPAM)

Above: Charley Boorman - Actor - Mainly known for riding around the world a few times on pretty bikes with Ewan Mcgregor - He is utterly, wonderfully charming and it drive me insane!!
Above: Julian Barratt from The Mighty Boosh, wonderfully shy in RL. It's the facial hair that does it for me.
Above: George Mason from 24 - Not sure of the Actor's name but I find him hawt.
Above: Alex Mahone (William Fitchner) - Prison Break - It's the violent agent thing.
Above: Tea Bag ( Robert Knepper) Okay so there's the murdering, the gay and the peodophillia not my normal type of man ('cept the ghey) so WHY?
Gene Hunt (Philip Glenister) Life on Mars - It's the violent authoritive police thing again. I see a pattern emerging.

Thursday 4 September 2008

Fabian is here


Well almost. He's at the post office waiting for me to pick him up this eve *verily excited*. So far I have made him a scarf! Go me. He has two pairs of Marsh trousers on the way and about 5 pairs of shoes.


My dear mother is going to make him a shirt. Isn't she nice. I've got to go super market shopping to do straight after i pick him up. It's going to be agony leaving him in the car. Grr. The picture you see above is from when he arrived with Carol, at Angelesque. With no faceup he's pretty scary he will also have blue in his wig!

Yhey.


xx