Five hundred fifty-six days. Thirteen thousand, three hundred forty-four hours. Eight hundred thousand, six hundred-forty minutes. Roughly forty-eight million seconds. A lot can happen in such a prolonged stretch of time. The leaves can turn orange, fall. Be swept aside by frigid winds, and pummeled by the unrelenting weight of crystalline snow. Melt away, bringing forth fresh sprigs of grass, damp and springy. And the cycle can repeat. What can happen in a year and a half? And entire continen
More new lyrics! I'm on a rolllllll. Like always, throw some constructive crit at me, ladies and gents. Enigmatic dichotomy of the mind's eye Cimmerian quagmires obstructing individuality You are no longer self-aware The hive mind is now online I am the awakening of destructive integrity Blood flow increases, hearts race I am the virus repurposed to ensure the longevity of nothing Stone will crumble Flames lick at your greaves The effigal obelisks of your tyrant of grief Avaricious intention
Life is a constant battle. I flourish on the battlefield. At heart, we are all soldiers in our own game.
That being said, I'm really bored with the way this war is going. Same repeated attacks and defenses, time and time again. Life needs variation. Suggestions?
For those who don't know, I play in a death metal band. In the absence of role-playing, I've pitted all of my energies into songwriting. Here's my latest; throw some critique at me: I have tailored the end By means of revolution, the fists of the people will speak On high ground I stand Where every footfall beats through my corrupted flesh Our roots will weave together In the wake of your plague, cohesive ideas pass judgment on pitiful man The drums of war Battle cries ring in unison, scream
Time for a short little rant, maggots!
Opinions. Like the humans behind them, opinions are scattered and diverse. They are part of what I like to call our individuality complex; what makes you, you. Like fingerprints, there are no two sets of opinions that exactly match. This can range from your favorite sports team, whether you enjoy a certain type of food, or even your favorite music/bands. People also carry negative opinions, usually biased in one way or another by hearsay, or a bad experi
A dead, iron hand lumbers across misanthropic skies Transmission of sedition, its red eyes maliciously glean Spitting anecdotes, alluding to the brink of the Great Flash Destiny clutched in his impervious metal jaw Cable and satellite, world intertwined Electric signals of a fate resigned Upsilon, Victor, Bravo Seventy-six numbers closer to the ravage sought Destiny designed, carved upon asphalt Ignorance ensures death Symphonious sustenance misdirected Synchronous chaos intersected Steal away t
So, seeing as BZPRPG is getting to the point of stagnancy which sees mosquitos start to look to it as a breeding ground, and it doesn't seem like that's gonna change for a while, I'd like to open a discussion (miiiight not be the right choice of words, considering I'll probably be the only one reading and discussing hahaha).
-What NEW things would you like to see implemented in the new BZPRPG arc?
-What OLD things would you like to see brought back?
-For those of you with experie
Grilled cheese is one of those few things in life you can always be sure of; one of those simple, yet amazingly comforting nuances in life. All it is is two butter-slathered pieces of bread, inseminating their toasty deliciousness into the tender, melting slice of cheese pressed into the soft inner sides of the bread. Add a little dab of the vibrant flavoring provided by ketchup, and you have literally one of the only things brilliant enough to be served in heaven.
If that there didn't make y
Things have come to my attention recently. Situations have been formed, due to both my own actions and things far beyond my grasp. Either way, I have come to the unwavering conclusion that, despite convictions to keep to themselves, everyone should learn to be comfortable with themselves. People should have the capability to be honest and open with everyone. They should learn to turn their thoughts and feelings into words, and communicate with those around them. In my eyes, confusion and miscomm
Visited the flea market on Sunday, managed to find a couple cool little retired pieces, including a couple Star Wars polys I needed for my collection! Overall, spend $65 Canadian; I think I did pretty well!
RPG Masters' Guild
What is this?
This is a group of Role Players who have experience and knowledge behind how these games work. Currently there are three members to this group; Robo, Crimson Jester, and Spink. The two on the ends (Robo and Spink) Have been known to help out with a few RPGs and get questions related to RPG Help to them, and for Crimson Jester (CJ), he has knowledge in many of the aspects and has experience from running several of his own, as well as writing up several.
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Hello readers.
Today, I bring forth to you, a special guest, and friend, to speak on the state of role-playing on BZPower today. Without further ado, Nihi:
Until next time, BZPower
CJ.
So, as of tonight, it is official: I am the newest addition to BZPRPG Staff!
And, as well, here's discussion of the new island. We decided we'd throw a little teaser your way.
17th August, 1948
It'll be five years next month. Five long, bloody years we've been in this
Five is a pretty small number, contrasted to the rest of those associated with this. Thirty cities in ruins. Ninety-one ships sunk. One hundred seventy-eight planes downed. Three hundred one thousand, six hundred fifty-six men MIA. More than double that KIA. And by tomorrow, I'll be back here, writing again, scribbling out those numbers, and replacing them with the new tallies.
My division ha
Well, it seems that the generosity of the BZP populace has yet again caught me off guard.
For those who haven't taken notice yet, I am a week away from the beginning of my sixth, I repeat, sixth year at BZP. I'm sure it's something many people have hit, and will continue to hit, but, from my perspective, it seems like quite the milestone. In these six years, many things have happened. Bad times, like Hurricane Katrina, the canceling of Duke Nukem Forever (Fornow) and the recent Haiti earthqu
A little tidbit of info Nuju Metru so kindly allotted me:
Nuju: you're a metal dude tho, right?
CJ: Oh yeah. All about the metal.
Nuju: thought so
CJ: Haha, what gave that away?
Nuju: i dunno. lets see. um. i simply can't remember!! [/sarcasm]
CJ: Just toss a stone in the pond, man.
Nuju: it -radiates- from you. the metal vibe.
CJ: So, I AM metal?
Nuju: you ARE metal
