85C: Listen up, motherf-
Apr 2, 2021 12:40:29 GMT
Post by Nanami Hanabana on Apr 2, 2021 12:40:29 GMT
MPC Name: Let's Just Cut to the Chase
MPC Reward: If you don't figure it out by the end of this MPC you should feel ashamed of yourself.
Alright, listen up, motherfucker. Um. I meant Spire. Wait, no I'm gonna stick with motherfucker, nothing personal, but it's just the attitude of this MPC. Because I'm a foul mouthed person that's just here for the posts. That's right, give me posts. That said, I guess I need to write a few more words to get that to happen.
Technically, Nanami's not the one who needs posts, but since she's higher level I can get more posts this way and transfer them over. So there's no point in doing an MPC for posts for any other character. That's right, I've planned this MPC rather well.
Oh, MPC's. You know, I used to like writing MPC's, to be perfectly honest. But now? I hate them with a passion. They're annoying, superf luous, and I hate the fact that they're so damned rewarding, so the min-maxing optimizer in me kicks myself for not doing more of them. Probably my fault for having so many characters, but what are you gonna do? Not have as many characters, I guess, but who the fuck wants that?
Seriously, how else am I supposed to progress my characters? By actually threading with people? No thanks, I'm here for myself. Because online forum roleplays are about leveling up your characters and getting all the best gear. I'm a solo player, not some dweeb who messes around playing pretend with a bunch of socially inept nerds who never learned how to interact with people in their real life.
You can take the character's narrative journey and shove it right down the trash. When I get my character to their next level, I'm just gonna digivolve unceremoniously. Because evolution doesn't need to be earned. Especially not through a story sense. Once those stars under my character's name goes up, so too does my strongest form. And the graders better not slack off on my edits, either. I have to have the highest level character, with the most broken movesets as well.
It's why I became a grader, myself. So I can learn the system and eventually become the strongest pvp player on the site. So people will recognize my value and be like, "Oh, ari, you're so fuckin' cool! Jessica Brody totally didn't know what she was talking about when she called you an unlikable bitch in the seventh grade! And it's your dad's loss for abandoning you!" Why they would know such personal things about me is beyond me, but being able to defeat other people's characters with tactical supremacy and optimized moves is the only way to go about that.
But I'm not even halfway there yet and I'm out of things to talk about. So I'm just gonna go "Give me posts" over and over again until you get the point and give me my god-damned posts.
Give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts and I'm already tired of doing that. I probably could go on a lot longer if I wanted to, especially if I decided to use copy and paste, but I decided to write those words out manually because I like punishing my fingers, apparently.
But that only brought me so far. So what else do I ramble about? Well, I could talk about the weather. It was surprisingly cold today, even though it's been getting pretty warm lately. Which is nice because I prefer colder weather. But ultimately it's not meant to last so that makes me a bit bummed out. I don't like warm weather because it just saps me of all my energy, so I'm not looking forward to the coming Spring and Summer.
And in order to get through the next couple of seasons, I need more power. And in order to get more power, I need more posts. So give them to me.
So do it. Stop reading this message. Just give me my damned posts now, Spire. There is no hidden message in this MPC, dude, so stop reading this and just give me my posts. I've earned at this point, even if I haven't even gotten a thousand words yet. I'll start writing out song lyrics if I have to. I'm not scared.
...
There. I just wrote out the lyrics to my favorite song. But it was the instrumental version.
I don't know if you've realized this, but I'm slowly delving into a pit of insanity here, Spire. I don't think I can escape from this if I keep this up much longer.
So give me posts. You know you want to. You don't want to read this senseless rambling any more than I want to write this. So let's just end this charade and you can just give me my posts so we can go on our separate ways. I've got kids to feed.
Okay, that was a lie, but imagine if that were true. My theoretical kids would be starving while I was busy writing this MPC because 1000 words is bullshit. You should theoretically feel ashamed of yourself.
I give up, Spire. I don't know if I can keep this up.
...1000 words, bitches.
MPC Reward: If you don't figure it out by the end of this MPC you should feel ashamed of yourself.
Alright, listen up, motherfucker. Um. I meant Spire. Wait, no I'm gonna stick with motherfucker, nothing personal, but it's just the attitude of this MPC. Because I'm a foul mouthed person that's just here for the posts. That's right, give me posts. That said, I guess I need to write a few more words to get that to happen.
Technically, Nanami's not the one who needs posts, but since she's higher level I can get more posts this way and transfer them over. So there's no point in doing an MPC for posts for any other character. That's right, I've planned this MPC rather well.
Oh, MPC's. You know, I used to like writing MPC's, to be perfectly honest. But now? I hate them with a passion. They're annoying, superf luous, and I hate the fact that they're so damned rewarding, so the min-maxing optimizer in me kicks myself for not doing more of them. Probably my fault for having so many characters, but what are you gonna do? Not have as many characters, I guess, but who the fuck wants that?
Seriously, how else am I supposed to progress my characters? By actually threading with people? No thanks, I'm here for myself. Because online forum roleplays are about leveling up your characters and getting all the best gear. I'm a solo player, not some dweeb who messes around playing pretend with a bunch of socially inept nerds who never learned how to interact with people in their real life.
You can take the character's narrative journey and shove it right down the trash. When I get my character to their next level, I'm just gonna digivolve unceremoniously. Because evolution doesn't need to be earned. Especially not through a story sense. Once those stars under my character's name goes up, so too does my strongest form. And the graders better not slack off on my edits, either. I have to have the highest level character, with the most broken movesets as well.
It's why I became a grader, myself. So I can learn the system and eventually become the strongest pvp player on the site. So people will recognize my value and be like, "Oh, ari, you're so fuckin' cool! Jessica Brody totally didn't know what she was talking about when she called you an unlikable bitch in the seventh grade! And it's your dad's loss for abandoning you!" Why they would know such personal things about me is beyond me, but being able to defeat other people's characters with tactical supremacy and optimized moves is the only way to go about that.
But I'm not even halfway there yet and I'm out of things to talk about. So I'm just gonna go "Give me posts" over and over again until you get the point and give me my god-damned posts.
Give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts give me posts and I'm already tired of doing that. I probably could go on a lot longer if I wanted to, especially if I decided to use copy and paste, but I decided to write those words out manually because I like punishing my fingers, apparently.
But that only brought me so far. So what else do I ramble about? Well, I could talk about the weather. It was surprisingly cold today, even though it's been getting pretty warm lately. Which is nice because I prefer colder weather. But ultimately it's not meant to last so that makes me a bit bummed out. I don't like warm weather because it just saps me of all my energy, so I'm not looking forward to the coming Spring and Summer.
And in order to get through the next couple of seasons, I need more power. And in order to get more power, I need more posts. So give them to me.
So do it. Stop reading this message. Just give me my damned posts now, Spire. There is no hidden message in this MPC, dude, so stop reading this and just give me my posts. I've earned at this point, even if I haven't even gotten a thousand words yet. I'll start writing out song lyrics if I have to. I'm not scared.
...
There. I just wrote out the lyrics to my favorite song. But it was the instrumental version.
I don't know if you've realized this, but I'm slowly delving into a pit of insanity here, Spire. I don't think I can escape from this if I keep this up much longer.
So give me posts. You know you want to. You don't want to read this senseless rambling any more than I want to write this. So let's just end this charade and you can just give me my posts so we can go on our separate ways. I've got kids to feed.
Okay, that was a lie, but imagine if that were true. My theoretical kids would be starving while I was busy writing this MPC because 1000 words is bullshit. You should theoretically feel ashamed of yourself.
I give up, Spire. I don't know if I can keep this up.
...1000 words, bitches.
