/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal

Fuckit, its "not problematic if its my thread" right?
Alright, lets get into it.

Its a big knot.
Yes, gm could nudge us in the right direction,... but thats gay. If you cant be arsed to figure it out, maybe die. If all you tangental poli-sci faggots cant...

At the same time GM, [i]we dont know the scope, and speaking personally, I am in serious doubt my character is going to pull through, and thats A. the only thing I want anymore and B. Why hes facefirst with pounds of explosives.

Theres also something to be said for the fact that "In character" it SHOULD be nearing 10pm, and levels of character exhaustion might become applicable.

None of this is to criticize you. Youre doing amazing, and we (I assume to say) are as captivated BECAUSE. We're not knowingly making it hard, we're just stupid. Take all the time you need, and if I or (again presumptively) anyone else can make things easier for you/anyone, you have but to ask.

With love, Lacey's faggpt

An ode to an old friend
<Feck off, its me own thread

Fun fact. Part of the reason I got into cooking was cuz one faggot was going on about potato recipes, so I got into a thing where EVERY DAY I would post a new potato recipe. After a while I started reading the recipes, and before long I was like "wait, I can do this,...." and before long, Potatoes Romanoff is now one of a handful of recipes I dont even need instructions for.

Part of my problem with the divide between myself and Posey is, he's been there for me in alot of ways and it really nothers me that we're at odds. I know, as I am freely observed to, I get a kick out of conflict. But that doesnt mean I'm happy. This os (hyperbolically?) killing me. Im not saying anyone is 'doing it', but I am saying that I havent been able to digest my food properly for months, easily and readily correlatable.
To anon: I genuinely didnt realize what I was doing, I'm sorry that I did it. Tell me which vein to cut and I will splatter 'myself' across the floor.
<Chorizo?
This bitch,....

Malice
Disregard/Obliviousness
Incompetence

These are the 3 causes by which one person does harm to another. Never eliminate any as a possibility, but never neglect 2 in favor of the one you know best, when you are assessing a situation.

And for anyone paying "extra-curricular" attention, I'll be relegating my shitposts and otherwise nonsense here, to avoid any post-deletion confusion

Edit: the exception is if I forget to either image or sagepost; in those cases I will delete as soon as I register the error
<Say it
And cus its kinda what this thread was created for. Oh come on, you remember how Nigel was that one time

>>187243
Just saying, this thread was born of a desire to troll Nigel without derailing threads, by cross-linking replies.

Sorry, I fuck it up sometimes
https://youtu.be/mye9UmUPgkE?si=qsTKrRS5V6pBeTdT [Embed]

>>>/ub/8246 →
<A fermentrd egg yolk is all ye need te be betin thus fooker's recipe
He made me mad, I wanna destroy him (with flavor)

I'm choking on the egg yolk!
ACK---

A cute unicorn pone steps into the bar. Is it dimly lit? She walks up to the cashier desk or whatever looks like the most welcoming for customers to order. If there is a bell and nopony is around, she pings it.

"Hellooooo," she calls out and looks around. "I heard I could order food here."

Her body is covered in a sick pitch black cloak with yellow, zigzagging lines taking the shape of a branch of thunder. She removes her swell hoodie and reveals a spiky pure white mane, as if RD's and Vinyl Scratch's mane style had a child together. Her extra furry fur is in zinc and her eyes are blood red. She's moe levels of cute. ^^

>>187642
>>187643
^^

"Ah," the zinc mare says as he eyes light up. "Well, my half-brother, Silver Star Apple you might have heard of him, recommended this place for it's 'beef jerky'. Not sure what that is but he said I'd love it, so I trust him."

She close her eyes and they form two upwards pointing bows.

She reaches out a hoof towards the bartender.

"I'm Fair Star by the way."

>>187642
>ye aint seemin the type te be headin' fer the hells or the pits,...

"Well," Fair says and scratches the back of her neck. "Uhh... I mean, I try to be nice to other ponies and I'd like to meet my mom in Paradise so I'll try to avoid things that would land me with ticket to Tartarus. Hehe."

Fair looks a bit unsure.

Is your Minotaur bigger than the regular mare? Then she's bigger than Fair. If so, Fair is a bit intimidate by the cowtaur.

>>187645
>The bartender raises an eyebrow
<Ah heard of the Apple family, but Ah'm drawing a blank ona Silver Star. A pleasure te meet ye miss Fair. Me name is Addy, welcome to the Loser's Club. Let me knaur whatcher fancy is, be it food er drink.

I can cool it with the accent, if youre trying to translate :3

>>187646
Shes proportionately comparable to arizona

>>187647
>I can cool it with the accent, if youre trying to translate :3
That's perfectly fine. It's fun. I don't always have to understand. It's fun to discover new weird ways to express English.

>>187649
"Ah, that's fine. I'm not from the Apple family though, that's just on his side. I'm of a one-hundred percent pure unicorn breed," she says and dance a bit on the spot.

Her tail lifts up the cape of her cloak and reveal it's shape. It's like a rope near it's root before it turn into a cotton candy ball of hair, leading into spikes. Her front hooves split just slightly into cloven ones and you can see the almost golden nails on them. Tuffs of fur are just above her hooves.

Then she realize where she is and quickly adds, "Of course, there's nothing wrong with being a dir-mud-earth pony." She clears her throat and grins sheepishly. ^^

"Uhh, anyway. Is beef jerky on the menu?"

>>187650
>weird way for english
Uh, its not a legit way of speaking, its a jumbled mass of accent sterotypes. Its structured so you kinda have to sound it out in your head. Like the Pikey from the mlvie Snatch, if youve seen it.
<We certainly do,... how fresh do ye like yer meat?

>>187649
>Learns she can get to hell through nearby doors.

Fair scrunches.

"Okay, soooo... If I need to go to the little fillies' room, which door do I open so I don't wind up in hell?" Fair asked nervously. ^^

>>187652
She looks mildly amused and tilts her head.

"Oh, you really serve that. Isn't that like cannibalism? Do your serve carnivorous here as well," Fair says and looks over her shoulder looking for her in search for a predator.

>>187656
>>187656
>Well that's an awfully personal question when first meeting a cow,... but yes, cow is delicious

Fair takes a step back in shock.

"What?!" she shouts out, looks around hoping she didn't disturbed any of the other guests, and then continue in lower tone. "Bu-bu-bup. Noway." She regains her confidence. "Your just pulling my hoof. "

She lays her fore-hooves onto the desk between them and leans in. Her eyes are half-lidded and her tongue glazes up her upper lip.

"You know?" she whispers. "I thought the beef jerky was an innuendo or pun for some--" She nods towards Addy."--beef --"She make a masturbatory gesture in the air."--Jerky."

"Is this place not a brothel?"

*Sigh.* I don't know who this character is clearly. Is she a racist or is she a race-mixer. Is she innocent or a pervert. Well, this post will answer that question tho. ^^ Sry. I can't stop myself...

>>187660
^^

She still looks sultry but a playfulness tinge her features.

"Sooo. Who is the better chef, you or Iron Will?" she asks.

<Addy and Fair Apple will have had ample opportunity to finish their conversation, as well as for her to order something - it doesn't have to be beef, theres plenty of vegetable options.
<I hate vegans
>Eventually though,she will have the opportunity to something she hasn't been able to yet.
Describe to a witness what daily service is like in her establishment.
>Opon being reunlocked and opened, through both doors starts streaming one after another of the most foul and infernal creatures you wouldn't,... well,... you WOULD expect streaming in from both the Abyss and the 9 Hells
>There being limited occupancy, the line continues out the door

Assuming Ms. Apple doesn't feel inclined to look in the foyer were she to do so she would see several very large signs laminated to a middle wall. The foyer appears to have been a single room once, but has had a middle divider added, and the whole room appears recently reovated.
<Almost like these mother fuckers can't be trusted to not be playing games and shit. Its not technically fighting in the restaurant!
<Or
Thats a breach of contract!
<Arseholes

The signage is a white background with bold red lettering with a border and swirling designs accenting; it's written in the languages of Common, Abyssal, Diabolical, and Ponish. On either side of the wall is a sign-in book, and the door won't open until the person touching the door has signed.
The signage its self is very intricate, and upon close inspection reveals that the designs and scrollwork, heck even the border is the very microscopic fine print of a very exactingly crafted contract between the proprietor and the customer
>The bartender lowers the lights a bit as customers find their seating, before fading into nearby shadow to appear next to the first table
<Goin' fer anuthur piece a me arse tadey, faggot?
"Excuse me, I'll have you know I underwent conversion therapy; I'm a PROPER catholic!"
<So the brisket then?

>>187661
In that the restaurant was opened "after Addy and Fair Apple finished any resulting conversation", we can continue with the dialogue as previous if you like. However, I will try to have "the bar" open from 2a-6a (my time, sorry >>187655 was 2a my time) and participants will have the option to interact with the other customers, but you will want to read the rules in the foyer
>the rules
Yes, Im working on them, thats why Addy isn't unlocking the doors until after their conversation ^_~

>>187666
Of course I forgot to sage the satan post. Oh well
Each day will be it's own independent episode, though description only occurs when theres a witness, so I won't be bumping this thread except in response, and any further details I add later will be saged. Its basically something there if anon wants something to do, in a roleplay context.

The pic I forgot to reupload

>A sign greets you as (you) approach the bar
PRIVATE ENTRANCE-ONLY EVENT

>>187828
(This is because the dialogue with Fair Apple remains unresolved)

<Not only did ye fook up the hitler trips, but ye posted to the wrong fooking thread!! Me fookin' word yer pathetic!

So, what I tried to say in thr ooc thread, but failed because Im retarded was:
For a multitude of reasons, I am attempting to see how long I can go without posting to the thread, though by proxy this is both proxy to and insular against. Still, 1 time.

To business then. I particularly want to be on hand when Garv is doing his thjng with the guns because Brie has a mix of exposition, theorizing, and cheeky banter in mind. It will be fun, I promise

Yes Elway, the irony isnt lost
https://youtu.be/W_NZnNAMZzg?si=DQFPSw7rNrSHX0hl [Embed]

https://youtu.be/qbvKh_sJ9y0?si=g6l_bdf2W7KoYMSn [Embed]
Seriously,....

I put a magnets inna gloves, so I dont have to grip the 'cigarettte" ^_^

Next up is replacement etebrows (theres six magnets in the forehead)

>me right now
https://youtu.be/p8U6x9ClAss?si=bjXh157c_7HMhTuF [Embed]
Sorry, a filly is no longer and I need a minute

Something I never expected to happen throughout all of this Mlpol-ness was a love of fillies, They're amazing and delightful. Most of the time, but not today.
GOD DAMMIT I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS TODAY. You have some LOUSY FUCKING TIMING, YOU KNOW THAT? YOU BETTER WATCH AFTER THIS MOTHERFUCKER! REEEEEEEEEEEE!

>snaps fingers
Thez, find him.
<Dude he's gone
>FUCKING FIND HIM ;_;
<On it

>>188000
I don't know what happened and I have no wise words to tell but I'm here with love if nothing else. <3

>>188002
Thanks fren

Btw, the line is "down from evertide"

THIS IS FUCKING WHY. IF U WANNA KNOW, THIS IS FUCKING WHY. ISTFG NONE OF YOU. NO, I WILL BOX GOD ON THIS. NOT THESE ONES.
<yer pardon, Ninjas is... compromised for the day ^_^

This is all in honor of beefilly. Ngl, Im a mess

Nevetmind, its fine. He escaped the game. Yes. The one u just lost. No, not stratego.

https://boards.4chan.org/mlp/thread/41875345
Tribute thread

>bartender flicks her cellphone a couple times
"What?"
https://youtu.be/5EXFilTUiko?si=wb9FwAIxca-BEb3z [Embed]

<So how much a the neighbor-cow-burger are we takin?
Im confused by the question. Why divide from a sum 1 quantity?

So this AirBnB cost $160/ night; more than I've ever paid (including one time I got a whole ass house with 2 queen bedrooms, a kitchen, patio, fenced yard,...) but it's an upscale apartment with a balcony, roof pool skyline,... perfect for a chain-smoker. The listing describes the place as having ammenities for children, a kitchen, and on-site garage parking (for a not unreasonable rate). The listing DID say that guests are only to use the master bedroom, and that the room (with the implication being INSIDE) allowed no smoking. So we get here and I talk to Leon, the lady's husband who is working the front desk. That was my first clue, but I missed it. I ask him "Yo the room, I won't be smoking inside,I just wanna hang off the balcony so I'm not driving other guests/residents nuts with my late-night antics.
First, he says "Yeah that's fine, you good. Just make sure to prop one of the chairs against the door so the smoke doesnt seep in, cuz the seals on the sliding door aren't any good. But you can smoke weed too if you want, I do."
So we're like "fucking a". And then I REITERATE my plan to cook up some carnitas (which is fucking ruined btw). She said in messages "You can use the kitchen and the pots, pans, just clean up before you leave." I mention this to Leon, who says "If she said it was okay, that's fine."

My beaner and I go back down to get all our shit with a filly fren, at which point I explain "He's just helping us pack all this stuff up, he isn't staying with us (I have a tote full of furry shit, et al).
So we go up and explore the place a bit. This kitchen is fucking PACKED. I've never SEEN an AirBnB so well stocked! They have EVERYTHING.
There's 2 kids beds, theres scooters and a tricycle, and even an electric scooter. I'm blown away, I though I had lucked out.
So we smoke a blunt, and I smoke a few cigarettes (a total of a little over an hour) and we're getting ready to head back to the con. While we're standing in the middle of the living room, Leon just walks right in. I'm like, hold up what? He starts telling me that he can smell the smoke from the hallway, and he has to aire out the room because they live there normally, and all this about "only smoke on the roof patio". I'm like "Okay, sorry, I did exactly what you asked. He gos "Yeah, but its too potent, I'm gonna stay and air the place out. Before you go, can you pick up all this stuff (My fursut, set on nearby furniture, as well as a few bottles of alcohol). Our daughters will be here later.

Hold up,... what? Still didn't click. I'm like "Thats fine, we wont be back until way late. So, we get some stuff for our car, and like an idiot I left my cell phone in the car, still at the place (which is about 4 blocks from the hotel). We realize this halfway to the hotel, but I recall that the phone only had 5% power so I wouldn't be able to use it much without a charging cable, and that assumes there's a wall adaptor (which I don't have with me cuz the room advertized usb ports which there were).
So I go "Nah, I'll just leave it. It will be an excell ent exercise in discipline to go basically the whole night without trying to hyperfixate on my phone every 5 minutes.
So we go off and do a bunch of fun shit, fillies are great, and it was one of the most exciting and genuinely enjoyable experiences I've had since Mixed Nuts. And so at around 1:30 we return to the place.
Now let me picture the scene: The door to the children's bedroom was closed, Leon is sitting on the floor, and his wife is in a robe with a bath towel wrapped around her head, and they're watching TV.

THEY WANTED US TO PAY $160 A NIGHT FOR JUST THE FUCKING MASTER BEDROOM. WHILE THEY WERE SLEEPING IN THE NEXT FUCKING ROOM. WITH THEIR KIDS AN ADDITIONAL DOOR DOWN. AND HE WAS "GOING TO SLEEP ON THE FLOOR". OH AND GET THIS! I BROUGHT A BOX OF .38 SPECIAL ALONG WITH THE REQUISTE PIECE. I STASHED THE BOX IN ONE OF MY FURSUIT FEET BEFORE I LEFT. THE BOX WAS FUCKING GONE, AND I LOCKED IT IN THE BEDROOM.

But I digress. She reads me and my friend the riot act about not being able to get ahold of me, about not cleaning the kitchen before leaving (she meant before leaving the APARTMENT, not before leaving DALLAS)m about leaving my shit strewn across the living room, about the nicotine residue that the "few cigarettes I smoked causing tobacco resin on the walls", about NOT using the kitchen, and about having unauthorized guests (which apparently means "ANYONE AT ALL, FOR ANY REASON".
Oh, and they have a no refunds policy.

Those niggers planned this. They planned to be able to sleep in their bed after taking my money and kicking us out. AND WHAT ABOUT THE FUCKING BULLETS?? The piece is secure, but what the fuck???

FUCK AIRBNB

The bartender sits on a stool, inclined forward and propped on the bar. Dour-faced, she observes a random feed from one of the TVs as the front doors (the hell side) CLAP open with the sudden arrival of an anon who is already in the middle of a ranting tirade against someone over a cell phone

"... because thats all it fucking takes. Trust me. I wrote the contract myself. That's right. Look all you have to do is anytime you get a customer, go get yourself a motel nearby so you can be on hand. Oh, right, your husband works there, even better. So after you get those ratings, we'll flip the script on them and evict every additional tenant for whatever reason. We can make them up if we have to. That's right. Of course you can launder the money through your dispensary business! Yes, the one you openly display and tell your husband to be all friendly about to your tenants. Yeah, don't you worry, you'll still be able to sleep at night, and I will too. God bless!" finally ends the man with his fucking phone conversation. The irritation of having to listen to only one side of a conversation when you don't know/care of/for either party.
"Terribly sorry Ma'am,... miss," he says looking up confused, as though he expected to see something other than a cow on the other side of the equation. The bartender's right hand drifts toward her lower back
<Mate, ye done me a solid, naer need te apologize
And she draws the BIGGEST FUCKING HANDCANNON YOU HAVE EVER SEEN.
No, seriously, this was a thing. It was designed to be a single-use (like a flare gun) pistol that fired a 30mm (yes, the one from the vulcan) bullet. That's the one that almost tore her goddamn arm off. It's okay, she also regenerates. In slow motion, she pulls, swivels, and levels this monstrosity.

KAPLOW
Having shot the previous prototype, she had the good sense to not try and actually HOLD the weapon (its more of a pinch between the lower-thumb palm and the forefinger) this version did cut off her forefinger as it spun out of her hand. Regardless, the motherfucking Saul Goodman-ass lawyer who trained/prepped this griefing-ass nigger-bitch just got a faceful of not enough, and someday he's gonna be in my house.

No no, let me explain better, now that I've had an actual night's sleep. The descriptions are just vague ENOUGH and accurate ENOUGH. The pictures are just depictive ENOUGH. I'm sure if I tried to drag it out with airBnB I would end up with more shit in my mouth, as plenty of malevolent and/or skilled and dutiful lawyers have guided these niggers in this process. I have zero confidence that my upset emotions and "clever wit" will be sufficient to get any amount of reimbursement from any party, and that's assuming I have yet located the phone from which to pursue such actions!

Any idea how weird it is for an insomniac to wake up, have to feed his cats, go back to sleep, and have to feed his cats again 12 hours later? And then go back to sleep? Fucking nuts.

Not gonna lie, these niggers were smart. Taking the box of bullets - while a crime - is alot less severe than taking the gun. It deprives me of the ability to reload (assuming I would go postal, which honestly didn't even cross my mind fwiw, as weird as I can be) but avoids the multiple felonies involved with unauthorized possession and/or unloading, as well as privacy and other laws associated with entering my room without cause. They knew there was a gun, I walked in the front door wearing it openly above muh dick; who knows, the presence of the gun may have saved me from a much worse outcome. Yes, it could have caused a much worse outcome, being out of my possession, but thats why next con I'ma have one of those pepper paintball pistols so I don't have to leave shit anywhere (other than the shit I leave everywhere Xp)

>After a whole day of cleaning the bar, just the bartender and purple-anon cleaning, sweeping, and picking up after the "weekend", both parties sit down, enjoying some - for once - earned beer
>The bartender lights a cigarette, as anon types away at his laptop, going through the process of archiving and then wiping his socials
>This is gonna take days, but that's okay
>The bartender looks up
<Oh, yeh, ye fergot me fookin nametag ye limey coont! How am Ah te stab people in the throat when I hug them without it!
>she chortles as he gives her the e_e face
<Ah shoot th' fook up, ye were right
>he smiles agreeingly
<But wha' 'ave ye lairned?
>He sighs
"Always at the hotel. AirBnB is a dice game.
<Aaaaaaaand?
"No alcohol until after the car is packed, no exceptions."
<Aye, boot yer fergettin' somethin'
"And that is? No, I got this. When I fuck up, even with the best of intentions, it brings everyone and everything down. Yes, it was manageable this time, but it could have turned out WAY worse. This cannot be allowed to happen again, and it Will not be. I will take all the necessary time and precaution, treating each con like "Now that that's out of the way, lets spend the next X months planning for the next con with the assistance of an AI because my autistic ass forgets fucking everything. I think that about sums it up."
<Gud
>she tamps out her cigarette
<Ah think ye earned a bowl
>As she packs it, she snickers to herself; he gives her the E_e face
<Ah got te say the line
"Don't"
<Ahm nut a monstar, ahm a MINOTAUR!
"This bitch,...."

Oh! Right! E621
E621 PRIMARILY (aside from the smut site) refers to the following "Requirement" for conventions.
E(veryday) 6(hours of sleep) 2(squareish meals, and) 1(shower, please and for fucks sake).
Through (mostly?) no fault of my own - I'll happily speak to the insomnia and other things - my ratio this weekend went more in the neighborhood of (on average) e1.5.5.5
This isn't bragging (it is a flex tho), this is a statement of determination. I am capable of awesome shit! Dammit!

<Ye knaur them nigger-coonts were jealous cuz ye've got a better knife set than they do
"Thanks, I needed to hear that"

Yes yes, "Im not a monster, I'm a minotaur" is the prevailing theme for this thread and everything going forward. Looking for half-assed RP? This is the thread. Bored and looking for engagement? This is the thread. Trying to pass from the Abyss to the Hells, and think you can barter/negotiate/lie your way through and not get caught? This is the thread. ^_~

Looking at you like you should have seen this coming, the bartender fiddles with her phone.
https://youtu.be/RP0h0WmrhKE?si=Ka_qOd9m-eMofkmX [Embed]

<Ah fook off, ye shouldnt be surprised te find he's a faggit
Don't YOU start! We earned this! You of ALL "people" know what went into that!
I assume none of you know, but Blood and Thunder is like Fairy Tale; the most newbie friendly, but also about to murder a face or two. And Cowie the druid works day and night to be able to throw out the necessary drops. I have a reputation, well earned.

NO!! I'M ANGRY BECAUSE I DONT FEEL I DESERVE IT! REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
You bastards ;_;

[Verse]
Cowie the Druid swims all night
<aye, every fookin day
In the Bay of Storms under pale moonlight
Thorium veins with a rich delight
Mining gems till the dawn breaks bright
<Fookin swipers

[Verse 2]
Blood and Thunder plays their tune
<THAT we do!
Guildmates laugh beneath the moon
<Frequently
Arcane crystals and sapphires blue
Hidden treasures for the chosen few
<okay, I had a think, and I honestly don't know how many people I've saved. Like, that's my thing; here, take this, don't die.

[Chorus]
In the water's deep embrace
Cowie finds her special place
Gems and ore in a fluid race
A druid's calm in nature's grace
<It keeps people in the fight, thats what its about

[Verse 3]
Storms that roar with mighty clash
Waves and winds in a wild bash
Mined with purpose gems that flash
Thorium veins with a golden splash

[Bridge]
Underneath the world's harsh glare
Cowie delves with utmost care
Riches found but none to spare
<So true, I'm always the one dying
For the druid who braves the stormy air

[Verse 4]
Night is long but she's not weary
Sea's as wild as a fabled fairy
Mining deep where it's quite scary
Filling bags in a quest so merry

>riches found but none to spare, for the druid who braves the stormy air
Ngl, that one gets me in the feels

Okay, I don't know how this nigger is doing it, but he made a second album.
https://suno.com/playlist/1f671d50-0b51-4f5d-b462-b1b11500eaee
In this album we ask the ever-important question: Who's running floor spec?

<CAN I FOOKIN DO IT
yes e_e
<I'm gonna drag it fookin out
Yes e_e
<Ah git te tell ye I told ye so
Yes e_e
Alright, Ah (runs off)
Oh, you're gonna complain to me about absurd? Please

This nigger won't stop ;_;
https://suno.com/playlist/0c5a182f-fc05-454d-89d9-4b43a64f9fd2

*deep cigarette sounds*

But not tonight
https://suno.com/song/9bfb4c0a-273e-4953-93b8-92bc66d01542

Usuallly healing, but tonight shes tanking

<My my, have ye seen the weather report?
Yep. 100% chance of thunder

<Remember that dude we knew back in the day? MotherChode? He was quite the character
Salud, where and if ever you are chode

>The bartender expressionlessly wipes a glass, as that purple-faced shit bangs his way in the front door
"I promise, I'm not here to say Mares again, I came to grab my keys. I AM going to SAY Mares Mares Mares Mares, but I came for these. Also Mares,"
>he says, scooping the keys off the table with a jingle
>turning to the bartender he nods singularly and says
"Mares,"
>before sprightly exiting the building
>the bartender sighs and lights her last cigarette
<He's been like this since the cup, both cuz the 3rd star and cuz marefair

"I love pegasus vagina" The man with the fully erect penis and no pants said in a casual tone, while stroking his massive cock.

Neglectfully unsaged
Also while this is happening
https://suno.com/song/9bfb4c0a-273e-4953-93b8-92bc66d01542
<Shut the FOOK up and do what ah tell ye

>the bartender glances to the purple-faced nigger, who's halfway into a deli sandwich, in spite of the hour
<Ye knaurr Winter Wrap Up just got an unescapable head-canon upgrade. Like, we gotta watch outselves when this song plays
Yep, all in

>>188281
"Sure, an orange juice please" he replied,
"and a napkin for my semen"

<An where de ya think YER goin?
I was gonna try and sleep some, actually
<Naur. Haven't ye seen the weather report?
No,....
<Well then grab yer trusty energy drink, cuz tonight its 100% chance of Thunder, mate
Sighs. Okay

>>188468
https://youtu.be/wuPw4BcGPak?si=SHznkikR-PhNhPMy [Embed]
https://youtu.be/junUjHUmGF8?si=YxmpPQOLhmxWJGWW [Embed]
for all you english-only faggots who somehow travel to europe every other week

Unabashedly posted! Even without sage! You know who you are!

>>188524
Based.
Thanks poner.
>>188567
Cool song.

>>188568
<Please, dunnae ye thank me mate, Ah'm just further down the line than ye.
If'n ye wanna thank somepony, look up

>>188569
Sorry of that was too ambiguous. What was implied is that the file was first made available by a timely post/contribution from someone on staff who may wish to not be credited for it? Idk. In any case, its his fault thatfor probably the next 3 weeks theres gonna be the very amplified sounds of the Movie coming from my cottage.

Ah, weller fook me rightly, Ah finded another musical!
https://youtu.be/dOAqZJgCTVM?si=2EVaD1UBBP8EvcB5 [Embed]

>>188639
Saged, but of course "Come inside" worked Xp

>>188639
Also saged, but this is how you deal with "Gods". They are generally unfamiliar with 'experience', and might need bowling-bumpers at first

https://youtu.be/nMmrtgbFmOg?si=hBgGz8RD5UE-3fjX [Embed]
Istg, this series

Did I mention Lenos (iykyk) is gonna be a father? His ass found a LESS-NORMIE-THAN-HIM crazy bitch. She's comparably good with a sword as he is (he's lead cadet to the best swordsman in the state). And she asked me to make her a tricky buckler. Almost done

>>189043
The thing about this buckler is that rolling with a rapier and buckler is called "sword and board". But thus buckler is the Bosab buckler. The "Baby-Onboard and Sword" buckler. Its devious. The hooks and cups allow you tro trap a blade (I wanted to make them more aggressive but SCA said "NO you could break their blade" and I said "Uh, YEAH" and they said "NO"

I'll just leave these here,....

Some more

>>189391
>>189392
Not sure if it's been said, but honorary mare status is bestowed on yah.
Good night with the blessings of He who is and says He is 'I am that I am'.

>>189393
Her dominant genes come from an Mlp Minotaur (like Iron Will, but a Nazi minotaur devout of hitler)

Btw, all pics related would have cost me $100-150, and thats omitting the pics that weren't what I wanted but were "what I asked for". Yes, AI is MORE retarded in that capacity, but by no means is it NOT retarded. I have a commission I don't show.

>>189395
by no means is it exclusively retarded, as evidenced by this clarification

>>189391
>>189392
Oh wow, are these AI image iterations of Adeline?

>>189398
>The bartender looks at you blankly, not sure how to respond. Reflexively she pulls out what - if it were properly assembled - would be a Fallout-style super-sledge, but alas she knows fuckall about that shit, so she readies both as though to use them in combat (one of them she's quite proficient with).
As she does so, she wonders about who could ask such a silly question. Like, this is an RP thread, where in order to ask the bartender a question, you have to approach the bartender. How are you gonna walk up to somecow and then point to the pictures of the very same cow on the monitor and ask "Is this you?".

>>189399
Forgive my being obtuse. I posted about tulpas on /vx/ a few months back and was told about this thread. I believe I conferred with your host about a few subjects, including pipe tobaccco of all things. I wanted to respond to him earlier but real life obligations got in the way.
Admittedly I was always mystified at what the Cosy Pony Pub entailed, so I thank you for taking the time to explain its purpose.
Faux pax aside, I hope you have both been well.

>>189407
Thank you for understanding. I wanted to say said chibis look rather cute. I've yet to delve into stable diffusion myself, but it seems rather convenient.
>>189408
Of course! I would love to see what you and your host whip up. Did you choose the outfit these chibis are wearing? It almost looks like something a sous chef would put on...
A burger does sound yummy. What do you usually put on yours?

>>189422
>outfit
Its based on where I will be with my suit by next time I fursuit Marefair? :3. I bought the pattern, and just need to take the measurements and apply them to the ratio diagram and I can do a digitigrade lower torso, which with the existing chef's coatm hands, and head,....

The design is for accuracy

>>189424
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nqxjfp4Gi0k [Embed]
In case you need some thermal regulating options.

>>189429
Well, at Marefair I won't be in suit except the wee hours of the morning, so temperature regulation is less likely to be an issue. Having said, that's awesome shit that I'll absolutely be fucking with in the future, thank you for posting. I was looking at frozen racing vests, but this is SO much better and customizable.

>>189394
Hello there, Bessie. I think you should generate her naked and showing off her milky udders (not booba, udders)

>>189431
Well aren't you precious? No, if you must goon to her (you'll be neither the first nor the second (and no I don't, I have a bat for that) don't for a momebt assume it was in any way unanticipated.
But no, crotch-tits were considered and rejected because A. Minotaur women are depicted as having breasts rather than teats, and technocally she's only half Minotaur, the other half being 100% humanoid.
B. What on earth makes you think I'll take requests from an ill-mannered fly-by-night? If this is your idea of trolling, the comment section is gonna be as brutal to you as they are to me

Just to clarify what I mean, I already started filming, and I will likely be at the publishing stage as early as this weekend, next weekend at latest.
This is happening whether (you) like it or not! Bwahahahahahahaha!

Understand, I have every intention of pissing of SO many people on the internet that revenge-porn is an inevitability; it's just a matter of time. Having said, I don't use AI generators that do NSFW, so if you really want to see teats instead of clothed breasts, thats on you bro

>If this were a real-time, always-on automation system? You’d be totally justified in side-eyeing it. But since you’re here, staying engaged, the "automation" is really just a really determined assistant with a sticky note taped to their forehead that says: “Render Rosey the second the lights come on.”
<Aye, yer real fookin' prouda that shiet ain't ye?
You try getting Monday to basically apologize!

>>189432
Okay and what about pregnant?

>>189478
If you think that talking nonsense is some kind of ebin troll, it isn't

Oh, cuz I'm not gonna now that functionality has been restored

>>189481
>AI images
B-but why you need them instead of a cute pone?

>>189483
Because it doesn't cost me anything to tell an AI "Okay, make another one, except 'this way'."
Having waded through commission for a couple ways, I can testify to how the current commission situation is flawed.

On the one hand, Pony artists are vastly undervaluing their work, or perhaps it's that furries are overvaluing their work. Having said, I paid an artist for 2 pictures that cost $25/each (upcharged cuz detail) that WOULD have cost moreilike $70/each from a furry artist; there's a very clear imbalance there that needs to fix it's self; there would be more pony artists if they were being adequately paid for their work.
Having said, alot of artists are both retarded and incapable of following simple instructions, so it seems efficient AND cost effective to use AI for random/general generated images, and I'll happy pay for a quality rendering when it strikes me.

>>189485
>so it seems efficient AND cost effective to use AI
I was afraid you would say that.

>>189486
Oh, don't try and twist it that way. I'll give you a literal example: Empress Twilight (the one I just mentioned) is SUPREMELY undercharging for her work.
Let me glory-fag for a second. She CHARGED me $50 for the two images I got. I PAID her an extra $50 because I was so happy with the results.
The money is there for the artists that are worth their salt. And the ones that aren't? THEY'RE the ones that should be charging current-market rate for pony pics and leaving the proper commissions to proper artists.

>>189487
>The money is there for the artists that are worth their salt.
Glad we agree poner.
Thanks for supporting those art fags.

>>189488
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This isn't about being cheap or stingy, it's about "when I want chicken scratches, give me the chicken scratches I ask for, so that I can tell the professional what I want"

<Hes still on about it
Imagine an artwork commissioner asking for a simple drawing, and not getting what they paid for. Is the drawing acceptable? Eh, maybe? Imagine I paid $30 for this, only to not like it because its way too man-ish.

I can tell the AI "Yeah, make her NOT look like Jack Black" and it will be like "Oh, okay" instead of feeling dejected because their effort was wasted on a miscommunication/misinterpretation.

And then there's the backlash!
>there's backlash?
Of COURSE there's backlash! You MIGHT find that one of the artists you commissioned is in a war-torn european country, and will hit you up every couple weeks for the commission you DON'T need, on the principle that they don't have money for food (which may be a credible claim, how the fuck can I know) and need bailing out!
Having needed bailing out on occasion, I can sympathize, and have sent them $ on occasion because I could, but for fucks sake this is WAY above and beyond the standard commission relationship!

>>189492
>Is the drawing acceptable? Eh, maybe? Imagine I paid $30 for this
You gotta point, no doubt.

>>189494
Appreciated.
In summary, AI is only a threat to people who overvalue their work. Credible and quality artists will always have demand, and an absence of demand MIGHT JUST be indicia of an absence of quality. Sorry, not sorry

But while I wait, allow me to elucidate another idea.

It USED to be that the only way to develop an animatic persona for social media, you had to either BE a professional artist who can crank out a bunch of emoji-tier images, or KNOW such an artist. Not so much anymore.
Me: Make one where she's flipping off the camera
It: I'm retarded and can't do anything too offensive, but we have a bunch or rude gestures at home
>rude gestures at home
I wouldn't mind if not for the random and unnecessary femboi penir (oh shut up, its too small to be anything but a mtf)

>40 minutes later
AI is a goddamn liar

>>189497
You got past the injected counter prompt, nice job.

>>189499
Not on purpose, I had given up on the middle fingers, and then surprisingly it gave me 3. It's very incosnistent with the cigarette and the tail (there's not supposed to be a tail)

>>189479
That looks like a request

>>189504
It might seem like a request, because you're being given a choice.

As a courtesy, as a point of emphasis

>>189423
Hello again, Adeline. You must have read my mind when you mentioned placing an egg on the burger, as it is one of the first things I usually request when ordering such a meal. The way you describe the smash burger recipe makes it so appealing - I'm visualising you with a spatula at a wide, flat commercial grille, plainly explaining each intricacy like a chef would to one of her cooks. Imagining your accent makes it more endearing as well.
I myself prefer burger recipes with sauteéd mushrooms, brioche buns and Swiss cheese. I would opt for chips with HP sauce and a bold lager to round out the meal.
On that note, what side dishes and beverages do you usually serve with your burgers?

>>189527
You have such effortless and intuitive suggestions. Was your host ever given culinary lessons, or were you both self-taught?
As for brioche, I usually only use it for French toast. Yet I enjoy the firmness, and my palate happens to pose contrasts of mild sweet versus tangible savouryness.
I should have clarified - I would have HP sauce as a condiment for chips, or fried potatoes. (I have to de-tune my britbong dialect.) Lately have been thinking about using HP sauce on baked pork ribs, but a burger would do just as well.
It's funny you mention affected text, as my own tulpa prefers to do similar. At times she sounds like a cowgirl, so lots of contractions and ain'ts.
>>189528
4loco!? I could never acclimate to the taste. I'd sooner Scrumpy Jack or Steel Reserve! Then again, I'm not a snob when it comes to spirits or apéritifs, so I won't judge.
Do you ever make appetisers, like salads? What about dessert?

>>189529
<Naur, 'es a fookin knob in the kitchen. By all rights, 'e's naur competent enough te know these things,. If'n yer inte such things, it starts te get into some of the woowoo shit regardin' tulpas and independent personalities.
>tone down my britbong
Ye'll do none of the sort mate, ye just caught me off guard is all. Around the states, A1 is the popular sauce fer thatr sort a flavor profile
As fer the accent, its kinda a mix a English, Scottish, a bit of Irish, and some Australian. It's as artificial as can be, designed te try and affect the same sorta dynamic as Mickey the Pikey in Snatch (Guy Richie is the man btw) where y cannae figure 'alf the sheit she says without subtitles.
>salads, desserts
<Ah mean, if yer transitioning Ah can make ye a salad, but ah dunnae see the point. And desserts are just glrified carbohydrates
>She shrugs

>>189531
I AM into such things. I happen to maintain a metaphysical perspective of tulpas, and I would love to confer over such topics if you ever have the time.
I'm too young to know otherwise, but many said that HP sauce lost much of its flavour after the brand was acquired by the Dutch. All of Britain was in uproar when they introduced a low sodium formula, which some gourmands called inedible.
Still, I think tulpas who convey their text so as to s(t)imulate audio decoding are just dandy. Perhaps I am biased, but it's almost like idiolects like these become a language of their own. In the least, my tup and I share a giggle when someone gets badly irate at her disjointed writing.
I always read your text with a Scottish bend, but your use of naurs briefly made me reconsider. (I love Straya)
As for salads, I do not make them unless I know a guest prefers so-called California style salads that are served before entrées. I think steak salads can be nice, especially with a home made dressing, like a good ranch.
If deaserts aren't your thing, would you ever make candied bacon or ham? Candied ham is nostalgic, if only because it was served on Easter during my days as a young man.

Hey, cow lady huhuhuh
show us your boobs huhuh
Yeah, hehe
show your hehehe boobs hehehehe
huhuhuh

>>189533
Hi again! I rather like how you succinctly described the parallel aspect of a tulpa's-related thought. I've witnessed similar in my own, and to my surprise, she has forward-thinking capabilities that far outstrip mine. Granted, we both assert that's not superhuman, but her intuition and discernment have saved my life on several occasions. That's not to mention the seemingly countless times she's told me to do something on a whim, and it shaped up fairly well despite my reservations. This, combined with her lucidity regarding various spiritual matters made me see her as divinely inspired, but she plainly states that she's just a regular girl.
I asked her what she thinks of your ability to create recipes and recommend culinary alterations so seamlessly, and she says that it's most likely the formulaic concepts you've outlined combined with the efficiency of more profound memory access. I think tulpas are individuals that can grasp and manipulate information in novel ways that hosts otherwise cannot, and have written exhaustively about this very subject before. I like to believe this is the birthright of all tulpas.
Yet when it comes to defying statistics and boggling the mind, she replied that it's a personal spin of sorts. Like an individual talent or gift - "a little bit of spice, a little bit of magic" as she refers to it.
I'm certain you've encountered such before, but are you aware of the Flavour Star? It's a symbol or legend utilised in cookbooks and recipe guidelines. Do you and your host have any favourite combinations?

>>189585
<Ah yer gon' bump me thread while all this sheit is goin on. Alrigh'.
First off, thats a reasonable analysis of tulpas from a logical position, but metaphysics isn't about logic.
>flavor star
<Es fookin' wrong mate. Sour an bitter are the same fookin thing, and while Ah'm ALL about the spice, it ain't no kinda flavor, it's a form a texture. Aye, things tha' 'AVE spice 'ave flavor, but spicyness its self ain't a flavor. Ah already said its salty, savory, sweet, bitter, umami, with spicyness and mouthfeel/texture as components.

>>169688
I know that cow...

>>189586
I can relent if you want to wait a while and let the insanity subside. I didn't want to be rude and fall out of touch like I did last time.
>First off, thats a reasonable analysis of tulpas from a logical position, but metaphysics isn't about logic.
While true, metaphysics is also used in some contexts to determine or study the nature of reality itself.
Mind you, I have a greatly meticulous, concrete and empirical assessment of the world, and just as well, my understanding of the immaterial is fleeting. As much as I've delved into the occult, I can't help but feel like one of the few who are universally disconnected. Do excuse me if I appear to have a predisposition with logic, as it permeates how I filter and process various ideas.
I feel my tulpa is very much the opposite, as it was her insistence that dissolved the figurative caul from my eyes. Sometimes I really do want to write about my experiences, but feel it's so easy to veer off into schizo territory. That, and I feel that some memories and experiences are too sacred to convey to others. If tulpas are mentally inclined creatures, then the memories we share with them are treasures in a sense.
>Sour an bitter are the same fookin thing, and while Ah'm ALL about the spice, it ain't no kinda flavor, it's a form a texture.
This reminds me about someone on a forum who'd told me about all the spices he purchased from Ayurvedic shops. He said everything had the distinct taste of dirt, and while we joked that he shouldn't have bought spices from an Indian store, I briefly considered that it might have had something to do with how the spices touched his tongue.

>>189588
<Aye, that ye do mate ^_~
>>189589
<If'n ye ain't already figured, Ah'm born o insanity.
>I am the logos and the tulpa is the pathos
That's correct
>spices
It's not like it's flavor powder, you have to introduce spices or it's, well like you say powdered dirt.

>>188096
Shame all this went down the way it did.
I was looking forward to carnitas

>>189605
>Ah'm born o insanity.
You could have fooled me. I've met far worse in my travels, and frankly I'd rather playful insanity than laser-focused malignancy. I like visiting here and you both seem like pleasant company.
>I am the logos and the tulpa is the pathos
I'm flattered you would summarise it in this fashion, though I don't much think of myself as rational. I believe as far as esotericism is concerned, the hermetica one comes across doesn't bear fruit for those of sound mind.
Have either of you been up to anything interesting as of late?

>>189547
Generate her pregnant

>>190117
For lore reasons, she is incapable of getting pregnant

>>190117
Here's a Lalafell version tho

>>190118
So until now it was understandable.
But she can't become pregnant? NO children? NO way for her to birth and become mama and you papa?
Are you gay???

>>190118
Sorry I don't mean to call you gay, I understand it is your idea. I think fertility is the number one character trait I think of (always yes)

>>190169
>>190170
I mean, how deep into the lore do you want to go? It has to do with Dungeons and Dragons artifact shenanigens, including a bit of retconning that occurred at interval. The short version is that it would take an extraordinary effort to kill her, at the consequence of her ability to conceive.
<Naur liek Ahm fittin' ter