8-player kid session

PT: lets combine the, ideas
PT: still leaders, but the members check their, decisions

You have been staring at the screen for a bit, and decide to put in your two cents. Or two lines. A good number of the people you're playing with seem...volatile. But you don't mind in the least.

SK: Those ideas work. the purpose of being leader is to be the best when it comes to strategy and being courageous. a leader thats quiet and usually stays out of the way wouldn't be the smartest idea.
SK: Also, leaders shouldn't be harsh in commands. they are supposed to do whatever is the smartest so nothing goes faulty. that means you wont have to do exactly what he says but do what you think will be a faster way of accomplishing the purpose of the game.

(also, is anyone here a [title] of space? cause we need a frog-breeder.)

SL: parentheses do not mean i cant see it
SL: and to everyone on my team
SL: which will totally succeed and not fail
SL: as your leader i say that i should be the last to go in
SL: so i can keep an eye on you guys
SL: this also means ill be the first server
SL: so
SL: does anyone volunteer to go first
SL: im sure anyone would love being served by me

(Do you think it would be a good idea for everyone to say their character's god tier titles? Just so we know what we have? Hugh is an Heir of.Blood.)

PT: thanks SL
PT: your team, can fail, too SK
PT: good luck
PT: me

Not enough explanation, perhaps? Your log would seem a bit confusing.

PT: first

Fine then.

((Maid of Light))

RG. I'm down.
RG.VM, just sent you your copy.
RG.Should we split up now?
RG.just head out and start the game?
RG.Or what?

[mage of doom]

WA: i say we first of all give our teams a name
WA: like im the rad team
WA: and you can be the sad team
WA: yeah B)
WA: but seriously how about some names here so we can be organized

((Rogue of Life. Should we open a new thread to discuss things individually, seeing as this is in plot ideas?))

VM: fuck you fucking both
VM: all i did was ask to be a leader
VM: which happens to be exactly what you fucking assholes did
VM: you just happened to do it first because you losers have nothing better to do with your lives than sit around and constantly refresh a forum
VM: but yeah fucking whatever
VM: thanks for the copy, RD, im downloading it now
VM: also because i am amazing and READ THE FUCKING GUIDES ONLINE
VM: i now have some valuable knowledge in regards to opening file order
VM: i want to go in first obviously but hell if im working with sl
VM: so ill wait for someone halfway decent to roll around before i do the thing
VM: the thing being opening the first file so the game will assign me to the person
VM: though that might not altogether work
VM: because it seems like this game is just mega-meta or some dumb hipster shit and like
VM: knows ahead of time what the order is
VM: so basically this shit is futile but hey why not try anyways
VM: which means we need to sort out the order in which people will open their client or server files

((Page of Time! So that's one box checked.))

((knight of flame, we need space :l also, i dont know exactly what to do now that we got this far. someone else wanna handle this? also, cause i kind of made up flame, i didn't know what roles there were, i can take up a spot that we need if we dont have anyone to fit the roll.))

((I think it would be a good idea to get a new thread set up for OOC stuff about the RP, and another in which to really start the RP.

We do need space... Or we could play a null session.))

(Okay, so back to RPing! Yay!)

SL: okay so its decided
SL: pt will go first
SL: and by the way
SL: i read so many guides
SL: a lot
SL: of fucking
SL: guides
SL: what kind of gamer doesnt read up about a game first
SL: and seriously
SL: vm
SL: we can just be co leaders or whatever if it means that much to you
SL: im all about compromise

Hey, the mailman's finally here! You lass scamper out of your chair, past a pile of rainbow banners and a wall mounted mask with loads of glitter, sequins and feathers. You give that mask a glance before you get out of your room completely. It is your favorite mask out of the ones that your aunt tried to foist on you.

You exit your room, go down the stairs and outside. In your mailbox, there are copies of that game. You grab them, forgetting about your fetch modus and go back to your room.

PT: i have the, game
PT: VM, you, want, to go, next

SK: I will play the server for the first person to go into the game.
SK: If you dont mind WA, i've made a good system.
SK: We start with RG going in, i'll run his server, WA you run mine, RD will run yours and RG will run his and bring him in last.
SK: What do you guys think?'

Alright, we might as well figure out you're full name. what is it?

Enter Name

Roby Road

jokester eh? try again dick

Roby Reder

that works. we'll get to know some more about you later on

RG.So I enter first then?
RG.And SK acts as my server player.
RG.okay.
RG.I'll get ready then, message me when You start it up,
RG.Till then, I'll bone up on my guides and equipment.
The camera zooms in from a view of the planet, quickly closing in to Ireland, then the mess of Loches and Moors, finally arriving at a very utilitarian looking warehouse, before you go underground.
the simple collection of corridors leads to a large room, with a bed in the corner, and the rest of the room taken up with various nerd culture objects, posters of old comic covers, and Hitchcock films line the walls. tables along the wall are covered in a combination of swords, shields, armor, dice, and mechanical tools and parts for a 350cc dirt bike, which is sitting in the corner, blue cords connecting it to a flat screen TV and a keyboard. a red haired boy sits in a chair and swivels to face you.
==>enter name.
CELTIC BASTARD
==>you asshole, try again.
IRISH MOTH-
==>oh no, your keyboard shorted out, here let me type for you.
FINN (FINNEGAN) CONNER
==>see, much easier. now lets watch him.

Finn sets his bikes supercomputer to download the player and server files, and heads to the tables, captaloguing armor, and tools in his TOOLBOX MODUS. he then allocates his x2waraxes to his Strife specibus. he wears a longer green trench coat and a few various bit of armor across his left arm to his shoulder, and his right forearm. he grabs his tablet, and checks the Guides, sitting back in his chair.