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While intrigued... I do not understand. And do i really need to use a Cockney Persona? I would venture i've mastered 'The Ultra Joe' as a character after many RP's including him. I mean me. I need to get to grips with this whole 'persona' thing. PM me so i don't clog your thread with my misinterpretations. Or better yet, respond to my damn MSN messages for once! I'm online right now, damnit, don't make me nudge you! | |
Behold, it is I, the great lord Spartan Bannana, Son of Xenu, hear me and obey!!!!! | |
Cor blimey... Ok, I'm in. This could be fun. Might shy away from NewC's version of me, since that would boil down to me being a prostitute. | |
The Lord_Ascendant, hereby accepts your intriguing proposition If you will excuse me, I will go and grab my Dalek guards. | |
I say, Dart378 Formally is intrigued by this whole rp eh, wot wot, how does this whole thing go about. | |
This could be fun, but I'm with ultrajoe... Sargent Toughie is his own character at this point... do I really have to go with the cockney thread's bio? | |
How would I even RP this? | |
I am interested, just not sure how to RP this either. | |
I'm with Ultrajoe and Sergant Toughie here. Everyone has a pretty good idea what The Logician is like from the infamous "President Mobius/Ninjas..." thread, why can't I just use that persona? Plus, there were no descriptions of me until I ruined the thread for everyone-
Yeah, I know... also, SHUTUP!
sorry, I'll stop that now. Seriously, though, if I were to go by the "Cockney" thread, I could be ambiguously intellegent, pure Awesome, or a badger with a gun. NewClassic didn't even do one for me...
Shutup NewClassic. So...yeah, what should I do? Apologes to Newclassic; if it helps any, I don't get any respect around here, either. | |
Same here, this sounds interesting but I'm not sure how to RP this as well. | |
I will express interest. *Ahem* I express interest Alright, I'm going to go against the whole 'cockney roleplay' thing as well. Though for me it's because I'm trying to establish a persona, rather than continue one. Also, NewClassic said I ride a beetle. Thanks, but no. | |
I think i'll pass on this one. I may drop by to lurk-watch your exploits, however. Have fun. | |
Bu... Bu... It just wont be an Escapicon without the Ultrajoe! It's like removing Gordon Freeman from Half-Life. It just can't be done. | |
I'm not sure I understand the premise (that's the second time in two days goddamn it!). Could you explain it in a little more detail? Also, the departure of The Ultra Joe isn't the end of the world. We can all still have fun. Ultra is overrated anyway. Awesome is where it's at. | |
Eh, I might drop in for a little while over the course of this virtual convention. I'd like to express my doubt over how well it will work, though. I'm envisioning this as one of those parties where some people show up, hang around awkwardly for a while, and then make up excuses to leave. There's just not enough insperation to be roleplaying this. If I turn out to be wrong and the thread suddenly comes alive Frankenstien-style, then I'll use my usual persona. I managed to slip under the radar of the "I Bet He's Cockney" thread, which I regard as a good thing. Stuff like this works well in real-life. I'm thinking it'll lack the spark in cyberspace. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but them's the facts. | |
And I.
I figured that out like two months ago using science. I'm still trying to write it down though. | |
Hmmmmm, I'm in. | |
I would personally like a little more detail... So I'm agreeing with Logician about the whole Idea about this thread What exactly is it? | |
I've edited the OP for those who don't want their Cockney persona. As for other questions, it is whatever the Escapists want it to be. A week-long party/piss up, a celebration of simulated violence, a cake throwing championship. This is the Internets, and our cons can do Anything. | |
So I'll be what people think I am and then I will exploit abilities thereof? Awesome. | |
My dear Tess, you're trying to bump the Cockney thread for me, aren't you? I'm touched.
Okay, description selected. I'm in. | |
Dearest Taylor, sorry to disappoint, but it's not all about you as much as you'd like to think. Don't let that SkyNet head get too big. | |
Interested, but: Though I do rather like: | |
And here is a collaborative work. Labyrinth: An Egoist Tale. | |
An apple of sorts. Assertion: This will do. | |
Hm, my Cockney description, and that of the one I believe new Classic gave me were quite scary. I would wish to participate, but I most certainly would hate to have to do so with my grandmother around, colon end parenthesis. | |
With a four foot sword swung over one shoulder, and her Customer Relations bible hanging from her belt, Labyrinth lifted her face and grinned across the room. She settled her hands upon the podium for a second before adjusting the microphone to better suit her stature. "Ladies, gentlemen and bots," she began. "I now declare this 2008 Escapicon open." A flourish, and she indicated the projection to her left. "Over the course of the next few days there will be a number of presentations from upstanding members of our community. Benjamin Croshaw will be giving his Zero Punctuation review, and we are expecting speeches from others including Ultrajoe. It is my hope that you will enjoy your time here, and please remember to keep fights to the Interweb. We don't need blood staining the carpet." | |
As soon as Labyrinth finishes her speech, the ground begins to shake, as though a massive impact struck the ground far away. For a second it seemed like just an odd occurence, and several people let their guard down but then it happened again and it was closer this time Still, there were those who tried to ignore it. Valiant as their efforts were, they were no match for the roar of the earth as whatever beohemouth was to descend upon them drew closer. Eventually, all those around stared into the distance. And through the mist, a shape began to take form. It was... The Dragonzord Megazord! Everyone stared in amazement; some of them had heared of the Dragonzord Megazord, but none had seen it in action. Easilly reaching fifty stories, it was amazing to behold. The top of it could not even be seen. But what was this? It seemed as though something was descending from the top of the megazord ...perhaps it was the famed Green Ranger, come to pay them a visit- No, it couldn't be. Whoever it was appeared to be dressed in black, and with some sort robe... There were cheers all around as The Logician landed on the ground gently, using Advanced Logci Technique no. 2. He waved to his admierers, then turned to the Dragonzord Megazord. "THANKS FOR THE RIDE!" he yelled. The Dragonzord Megazord gave The Logician a salute. "Anytime" a voice from within echoed. Could it be that The Logician knew the Green Ranger? The Megazord began to walk away just as a flock of people began to throng around The Logician. Today is gonna be a good day, he thought. | |
His arrival went unnoticed, or at least at first. The spectacle put forward by The Logician was to thank for that. No mater, attention didn't matter to him. It never had. The double doors in the back of the conference hall opened and he strode forth. He was dressed in a black leather duster with details of white trimming the edges and a belt going across the waist. White leather gauntlets covered his hands, which were folded against his back as he walked. His face was completely covered by a finely polished helmet made of steel. One half of the helmet was the darkest of blacks, while the other half was as brightest white. Either side had a small rectangle colored in the opposite color, appearing to act as his eyes. It wasn't clear how he could even see out of it. The only thing flawing the helmet's otherwise perfect beauty was a single black tear, painted to be frozen in place under the white side's eye. He walked down the center row of the conference room with both confidence and purpose, his gaze toward the front of the room never breaking. As he walked past onlookers couldn't help but stare, for he attracted their gaze without so much as trying. His very movements, if not his presence, seemed to demand the attention of all in the room, and without question they gave it. The man in black and white walked up onto the stage. With a brief nod of acknowledgment to Labrynth, he casually sat in one of the empty chairs intended for the various speakers. All eyes in the room were on him. He sat and said nothing. There was no need to. He was Vanguard, the Patriarch of a gaming empire he forged with his own two hands. He would have plenty of time to speak his mind soon enough... | |
Having been quietly placed in the center of the room The Necroswanson didn't quite stand out. Until of course, he shook his fist and spoke. | |
"Correction: Are. Where are the toilets." Corrected HK-47A, stepping into the room with an automatonic atmosphere of abrasion. | |
The Necroswanson turned to Anarchemetis. | |
A swift pivot and ignoring repose rendered Necroswanson behind himself, 47Anarchemitis looked to the Dragonzord Megazord & Labyrinth. | |
Her steps heavy like lead slabs falling to the ground, she heads for the bar, stepping behind it in order to make herself a ristretto shot. The tamper is perfect, and as she brews the sound wafts across the room. Tiny cup in one enormous hand, she sips at it with a degree of delicacy one would not expect. "Ah, amusement," the Valkyrie muttered, settling herself against a wall. One hand holds the cup, the other blurred as it splays across the keys of a keyboard, typing faster than the eye can see. | |
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Extra Punctuation
MovieBob: Intermission
Experienced Points
First Person
Miracle of Sound: Encore
Exploding Barrels
Loading Time
No Right Explanation
Backchat
Drinking Games
Escape to the Movies
Escapecraft
Escapist Podcast
Feed Dump
GinxTV
Jimquisition
LoadingReadyRun
Mahalo
Meatbag and Co
Media Sandwich
Miracle of Sound
No Right Answer
Pro-Gamer Gauntlet
Reviews
Space Janitors
Tales from the Table
The Big Picture
The Escapist Presents
The Retro Show
Trailers
Unskippable
Zero Punctuation
Max Payne 3 Review
Company of Heroes 2
XCOM Enemy Unknown
Black Ops 2
Diablo 3 Review
TERA Review
Firefall Beta Preview
Starhawk Review
Critical Miss
Name Game
Oh yes! It's here! We have our Zion!
I, Labyrinth Pravitas Lyssea present the 2008 Escapicon.
The Setting
We have hired out a building. One section has been turned into a restaurant/bar/cafe, with full catering staff. Another has a selection of couches with television screens and consoles, along with area for computers and a sizable LAN hub. A third is the main conference theatre, rows of seats, with a podium and screen for multimedia presentations. Fourth and final is a curtained off section with bunk beds and bathroom facilities.
The Characters
I've decided to do something a little odd here. I wish people to select the description of themselves they like the most from The "I Bet He's Cockney" Thread and roleplay that.
Of course, if you wish, you can make a mix of your favourites. It's all a matter of egoism. For those who are not mentioned or satisfied with their Cockney description, you can rebelliously write one yourself, or request that one be done for you in the Cockney thread. I'm sure you'll be obliged soon enough.
Edit: The above means that if you don't want your Cockney persona, make shit up. Use an established one if you wish, but for amusement's sake present the original description in a Cockney manner.
The Programme
For now, this is an "Expressions of interest" thread. I will open the roleplay itself on Sunday (Australian EST.) The initial time frame is a week, with various "Presentations" occurring on the Wednesday, including the Zero Punctuation in-person launch of next week's video. In truth, this can continue as long as people wish it to.
Beyond that, socialising is advised, and feel free to use the facilities as they appear. For "Games" played against each other, I'd suggest doing an online/X-Box Live style of thing then posting a roleplay based around that with the result.
So. Thoughts? Comments? Suggestions? Interested? Drop a post here.