I just finished writing up a Chao RP in the RP Guild.  There's been more activity in that forum lately, but not as many just fun or silly RPs, so I'm hoping the generally lighter mood of a Chao RP might help diversify the RPs there.

There's also the possibility of a new chat RP group starting up in the Flashchat, and people are trying to discuss ideas about that in the Unofficial RP discussion thread, also in the RP Guild.

It's when you take your mother and perform sexual relations with them.

(And THAT is how you keep the definition within the forum guidelines.)

  that's clever... though makes us not want to use that phrase again X___X

and yeah castro i'm with you on the cutter thing i used it the most, but for the stalkers i'd just staisis them and run i didnt care to shoot them, it was so scary going to the door and waiting for it to open knowing they'll get out of staisis at any second <shakes>... i'm impressed with you going for the hard levels >__< i wont do it if you paid me to play it again, one time is enough. 

oh and today i bought a super power juicer XD waaaaaaaaa no more having to cut or peel fruits, you just throw a whole apple in there and it makes juice from it. its probably the best invention ever.

Ghostface Killah just wanted to celebrate. I just wanted a haircut. I've been wanting to do it all week but was always too tired to get one after work. I resolved to do it today, because my hair is just too goddamned long now. I had just pulled onto Campbell. It was a straight shot to that barber shop... MINIVAN COMING OUT OF THE PARKING LOT OH S___! I hit the brakes, but no good. As my driving instructor called it: Crunchville. I found the impact dissapointing somehow. I don't remember any of the mayhem, just the airbag deflating in my face, leaking whatever it is that is inside airbags (I'm guessing it includes air.) Did I even hit the airbag? My face felt fine. The stereo went out. Ghostface's one desire could not be fulfilled.

And I'm surprisingly calm after this. The first thing I did was curse (probably "f___", with at least 3 seconds of extra U's.) I put the car in park. Now where were my glasses? Oh, they were on the passenger seat. Maybe they bounced off the airbag. Or maybe my head bounced off the airbag and they were whipped off as my head snapped around. I opened the door with some difficulty; the impact jammed it somewhat. I didn't seem to be harmed. I was wearing my seatbelt. I've seen Surviving The Moment Of Impact 1, 2, 3, and 4.

Cops on scene. My summary: "I was going this way, he was coming out of the parking lot." They came back with incident reports and the verdict. I wasn't at fault. My response: "Yay," in a totally subdued voice. The cop seemed amused. His verdict: "You were at fault." His rebuttal: "But he was coming too fast..." The cop's rebuttal: "Doesn't matter." Goddamn right it don't matter. I don't know how you thought you could make that left turn when the other lane had a car in it already. I guess maybe he thought if he could accelerate quickly enough, he'd tear a hole in the space-time continueum and return to an earlier time when he could have actually been able to complete his turn. Don't know if my car was totalled or not, but it wasn't really drivable with the front end hanging out. Nobody home yet, so I'm walking it.

What a delightful start to the weekend. My life sucks. It's a good thing I'm such an awesome person or it wouldn't be worth living.

Jesus: "My son, has your life sucked recently?"
"My dog passed away 2 days before Christmas..."
Jesus: "Well, NOW YOUR CAR'S WRECKED B____!"

Sorry. I feel bad including her in this rant. Humor (especially dark humor) is my defense mechanism to get me through life. My awesomeness is rivaled only by my bitterness. So I'm walking. It's a straight shot to that barber shop. I came here because I wanted a haircut and my car is wrecked, so goddamn it I was gonna get that haircut. It had better be the best f___ing haircut I ever had. And... well, it was a good one I guess. At least now I look sexy. If only I had it when I stepped out of my crumpled car to answer that woman who was all concerned about me being hurt and stuff.

So I'm walking. Again. And I'm noticing that everybody has a much better home than me. When did all these mansions start appearing? This area started out as a place for cheap homes for WWII veterans and their families. Lived here a quarter of a century in a little yellow brick house. Most of my block strangely remains smaller homes. See, we keepin' it real in my 'hood. We lived here before it was cool. Unlike that ridiculous wooden garage door that guy has on his one-car garage. You ain't THAT rich man, stop trying to pretend.

Brainwave: my keys are still in my ignition, being hauled off to wherever. On my car key ring is also: a Jewel card, a Sonic X keychain, and... my house keys. Goddamn it. Second brainwave: I have a spare key in my wallet. Thank g... er, me for foresight. He sure ain't doing me any favors. Okay, maybe it wasn't his fault. Maybe it was mine for not getting that haircut earlier. Maybe it was that jerkface who passed that truck, but held his position and didn't move back into the lane until we were at the light, forcing me to miss my turn and detour, altering my timechart to align me on the street at the same time as that minivan. Makes you think of chain of events, like all Final Destination like. I guess I should count myself lucky my crash didn't involve logs going through my head. Oh hell, it was that idiot in the minivan. WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!?! I guess they didn't have any Common Sense Pills at that Wal-green's.

So what's up? My insurance premiums, probably. Man, I'm tired and pissed. I just noticed my thumb hurts. Maybe I can get some lawsuit action here.

Wow, I don't think there's a proper answer to that, other than we're glad you're mostly OK, that it wasn't your fault and therefore the world of grief will hopefully be heaped on the other party. Puts everyone else's days in perspective, I suspect.

DW

sorry to hear that stickghost <hugs> i'm really glad you are okay, and its good that the policeman knows its not your fault that should help with fixing the car.
its not cause of the haircut though, stuff like that happen there's always gonna be someone bad at driving behind the wheel the best thing to do is be alert and when its impossible to avoide it just do what you can to come out of it safe.  you did all the right things <hugs again> if i were you i'd just thank god i was okay and buy myself a medal (though that's probably what you did with getting the haircut huh) as long as your safe nothing else matters, objects like cars can be fixed so no biggy. cheer up dear

on a side note, those huge fancy homes you're talking about i know how that feels, all my life we always had the worst house to live in and now we dont even have a house my dad had to sell it to pay bills and buy us some stuff like real beds. we live in half a house now, the other part of it belongs to the landlord, it gets noisy but its cozy.. see, i'm always the less than everyone person where ever i went, but you know people dont see that, people are nicer to me than i am to myself.
dont do that mistake love what you got and what your hands can do, if a yellow brick house is the best you can do that's fine dear : )

I wasn't really complaining about my house. I guess it would be nothing to complain about compared to your lodgings. This was just me ranting to myself in my miserable mood as I walked home from a wreck in the freezing wind (albeit with a sexy haircut) past all these rich guys (because nobody likes them.) I just still find it jarring to see all these mansions when the place used to be 'cheaper' housing, although certainly not ghetto. Now of a sudden, all these rich guys wanna live here and there's a mansion at least every 5 homes. I hitched a ride once from some buddies, and as they cruised the streets, they were just like "Whoa, you live here?" And then I'm like, "Yeah, but I'm just in that little brick house there." On the plus side, we are sitting on some highly desired real estate.

I guess it's because it's such a nice neighborhood. Until a few years ago, I never bothered to roll up my car windows. Now I'm not that naive anymore to leave such a "HEY! COME STEAL (FROM) THIS CAR!" sign, not that my car or anything in it is that valuable, although I still don't lock my doors often unless I'm gonna be away from my car awhile.

ah i see, well yeah i'd be upset about that too. i wont want to live next to rich people either, its better to be around people close to us financially this way we dont make a big deal out of things.. i'm really happy your neighborhood is that safe that you dont lock your car door, over where i live people steal the car tires way too often. XD and yeah real estate value sounds cool though i'm sure you're too happy where you are and wont sell your place : )  so how are you today, did the miserable mood leave yet? you got a lot to be happy about, and to be honest i'm jealous you have a sonic X keychain i want one too... actually i want those key caps

this is what i want more than a keychain XD  keycap

Well, I'm in a good mood unless I think about my car. Yesterday I got to play Dude, Where's My Car? as well as Who's Gonna Pay For It? with my insurance. I was just kinda standing around like a n00b while the cops took our info, hauled off the car, and cleared the scene in 10 minutes or so. All of a sudden I'm standing on the corner by myself going, "Uh... Okay." I figured the police would write that on the report since they called the tow truck and all. Nope. The appraisal is on Wednesday. I also had an urge to play a bunch of Flatout: Ultimate Carnage for some reason.

As for the house... I'd be willing to sell to some jerkface who's just gonna knock it down so he can put up a mansion for a nice wad of cash. I never really thought about where else I'd wanna live though. On the other hand, although this is a rather nondescript place, it does have a ton of places to buy video games and several arcades, so I'm pretty set here. Oh yeah, and it's totally safe since they caught those Brown's Chicken killers.

i hope everything went well with you this week stickghost, its comforting to know you live in a wanted land   also more that you have 2 games shops to enjoy and a nice nighborhood. i love going to game stores but they're far from my house. anyway hope your car is all fixed up by now.

 
about what's happening with me   i'm learning how to cook! i'm getting really good at it too. i havent gotten to the fish and shrimp yet and that's one of my favorite foods but with a great teacher like mom i know i'll do great <drools over mom's cooking> hope everyone else is making neat changes in their life share my mofoer friends

Sadly, my car Bruce was pronounced totalled dead. I picked up my stuff inside the car everything in his possession when it was wrecked he was killed from the towing yard coroner's office. A moment of silence for Bruce, my silver 2006 Chevy Cobalt... I named him during a road trip through Nowhere Country when my car started vibrating like crazy (which had nothing to do with me playing Prodigy really loud) and the check engine light came on. I gave him a masculine name because he was going to die hard like John McClane. "C'mon, Bruce, get me home..." He had a short life, but we shared many memories together, like that time we were driving down 3-lane highway and there was a black Cobalt in the left lane with a blue one directly next to it in the middle lane, so I went into the right lane and we were rolling 3 wide. He will be sorely missed. Indeed, he died hard with a vengeance.

On the plus side, the insurance is more than enough to pay off the car. As for my replacement, I'm not sure. Maybe I'll get another Cobalt because I liked that car.

ouch than that accident was worse than i thought if it totally wreked the car like that. im sorry you lost your car <hugs> but i hope you get the joy and excitment that comes from getting a new car. since you love sonic will you get a blue car?

Well, I'm not sure it was really totalled or just too expensive to be worth fixing. Apparently airbags are f___ing expensive. If one goes off, it ain't looking good. However, some of my car's guts were strewn across the road and it was also leaking fluids so maybe it still was.

Anyway, I don't particularly care for blue. But I got my keychain back so Sonic will always be my copilot (and I have a second one as a backup.) Silver was alright, or I could go for bad boy black. We've still got a car at home, so it will probably be a month or two before we go for another.

i didnt know airbags were expensive.. i guess its cheaper to get a new one than fix the car at this stage right? cause i remember my dad would say something like that one a car gets too old. so it might be safer for you to get a new one.
 
: ) that's neat at keeping the sonic keychain, the coolest keychain i have is vincent from ff7.