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"Ah, you seek meaning. Then listen to the music, not the song."
Why, is that everyone's favorite Vorlon ambassador? Why yes, I believe it is!
- ChocoMog ZERO
Ding ding! I figure a non-RPG quote won't kill you people once in a while.
Thanks for sharing your fears. I have two fears that continue to haunt me. The first is a fear of bugs. As a young kid, I had an extremely high fever (my parents couldn't afford to take me to the doctor) and I discover that: polka dotted sheets + halucinatorily high-fever = bad news. Soon those polka dots started moving and I was horrified thinking I was covered with thousands of ants! AIEEE!! I still shudder while watching B-movies about bugs.
My other fear is of the water. Again while a young tyke, my mother coaxed me into the tub to take a bath. Then she attempted to drown me. She claimed she was washing my hair and needed to rinse it off. I discovered it was hard to breathe under water while someone is holding you under. Needless to say, whenever I climb into a swimming pool, I cling for my life to the pool edge, much to my friends' amusement.
Well, now my fears stand exposed before my peers.
So, what is your biggest fear in an RPG? Mine is that I will save over my backup file and be stuck in an impossible situation (ala FFTactics or Saga Frontier ) and not be able to go back and build up levels.
Speaking of him, here's a picture of the green faced sumbitch.
What's even scarier that, as I grew older, the feeling of fear was slowly replaced by a seething hatred of Mr. Sticker. The fact that he had frightened me as a tyke drove me to hate that which had debased me so. As a result, I started destroying Yuk stickers whenever I could. (This is how supervillains get started out kids.)
Dear Cheshy McCatCat,
My only irrational fear is also the only memory I have from my early youth ("sleeping in a crib" early). I was deathly afraid of an orange stuffed giraffe that had been given to me by an aunt. I recall having a nightmare, waking up, seeing the thing, and being even more scared. To make matters worse, when I threw the giraffe from my crib, my mother would give it back with a soothing, "Poor thing, you lost your giraffe."
You're not the only one afraid of Mr. Yuk, either.
Sweet merciful Jesus Gonzalez. That's one for a horror movie (not a very good one, but it would HAVE to be better than The Granny.
We could call it "Terrorizing the baby." It could star Julia Roberts as the unwitting mother and star that Haley Joel what's-his-face as the baby. Say the catchphrase that will adorn Taco Bell big gulps and novelty bumperstickers everywhere, folks! "I see orange giraffes...." Since that's not enough material for a ninety minute flick, we could include some stuff about poison control stickers, water and bad soap too.
We'd make it, but then it would become SO popular that other Hollywood studios would just copy our sucessful formula incessantly (Baby + Terror). Then, after a few years of bad rip-off's like "Infanticide!" and "Scaring the hell out of baby.", Leslie Neison or Marlon Wayans would make a parody film of our popular genre.
Lo, wast I not cursed with these abilities of foresight. Lament lament lament.....
My irrational fears are completely normal to me, and down-right disturbing to those who stay in my house. First off, I am literally unable to bring myself to use the same shower as any of my house guests. I just think its gross... I can't do it. Secondly, they'll borrow my bar soap from my private shower... AND THEN RETURN IT TO MY SHOWER WITHOUT INFORMING ME!!! I don't want someone elses body hair stuck to my soap. I won't even touch it, I'll just run hot water on it until it disintegrates. And of course, my third fear is indeed frightful - I once had a dream that Queen Brahne, Shrek, and Ed Grimly got into a threesome. It still haunts my dreams to this day... pity me...
I knew a friend who, while he was in college, shared a room with some other guys. On of these guys was so picky about his soap that he owned two bars: one for his privates and one for the rest of his body. Naturally, my friend and his roommates took the much needed initiative and switched the bars every so often. Y'know, just to keep him normal.
But other people's funkiness? That's pretty gross. While I don't mind sharing a shower with three other guys, (No, not at the same time, you perverts) sharing soap just ain't too kosher.
The Last Laugh:Play nice with aegis, and don't forget to GO TO SCHOOL ON MONDAY! Ahhahhahah!
Now to defrag my hard drive. (Something that I haven't done in a bleeding YEAR.) Today's quote is pretty obvious, but I really like it. So Nyeh.
"Serge, ask yourself what ze most important zing in your life to attain
iz and go for it. If it iz not you, zhen whom? If it iz not now, zhen when?"@rpgamer.com
Plain as day.
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