They shot him in the eye. It wasn’t a bullet, or even a ki blast. It was a tiny little bean, with a point on the end. A very painful point.
Instead of with a whimper or a whisper.
I said I’d never stop. I said I loved it too much. And I do love it, and I don’t want to stop.
But I’m done role playing here. I know the nature of life is change, things will always change, events and people will always be in motion. The alternative is stagnation, staleness, boredom.
I don’t begrudge the character resets, but I was not and am not happy about them. They nullified the things I’d built with Nate. His learning to read- with Gotenks and with Taylor’s Goten, who I always liked- and some of his past being revealed. They took away the person Nate had come to consider his best friend.
And kicking Lance out, without talking to him? He didn’t even know he was off the list- I told him. He kind of laughed it off, but I know it hurt him. And it hurt me, because Lance’s Mirai is amazing. Lance has an insight into that character I didn’t think possible. He made me think long after I signed off the computer each morning. He’s amazing and his role playing is amazing. Lance is my best Internet friend.
Today is the day I had enough. I don’t want to do this anymore, here. Maybe someday I’ll find another role play, one where original characters are celebrated, one where people are concerned about an over-arching story line. I guess I’m just not cut out for this place. No one’s fault- no blame, no hard feelings.
So. Here we are. I’m leaving this role play. Nate and Babidi are done. I’ve been thinking about this for at least the past 2 weeks.
I want to thank the following people for being amazing and talented and all-around good, decent people:
- Lance
- Stan
- POD
- Jelan
- Taylor
- BB
- Erica and Michael
If I didn’t mention you, it certainly doesn’t mean I don’t like you. I will tell you if I don’t like you.
Thanks again, everyone. I have one more post, then I’m signing off as Nate. I’ll still be on my personal Tumblr, of course. Tumblr is still a great and fun place for me.
Turles was correct on one of them but he was surprised it was Bardock name he had picked from the choices. Seeing this man relaxing now, thinking he’s not a threat anymore discouraged Turles some. The topic being brought up about the fight boiled in him. The more and more he talked about it made Turles more angry but not showing this person disgust to this subject. Not wanting to talk about it he keen into the name greeting, “Oh your name is Nate?” Lifted his eyebrow. “I guess I should tell you mine, the name is Turles.” He kept his fold to his arms, not wanting to give a greeting to this man. Just giving a stare and still wagged his tail in a beat.
Nate put his hand down when Turles didn’t shake it. And he really didn’t want to talk about the big fight. Which was weird, because one of the only things Nate really knew about Saiyans was that they loved pretty much everything to do with fighting. He wanted to ask about it, wanted to find out what was wrong or upsetting Turles. But Nate was still scared. He was trying to hide it, trying to be extra friendly, but this guy, this Saiyan, was really intimidating!
“Well, s’nice t’meetcha, Tuh- Tuhhlus…” Nate winced. He just couldn’t get his mouth to pronounce the man’s name. “M’sorry! M’no’ always good at sayin’ things!”
“That’s alright Nate. All life isn’t perfect.” Kept his arms crossed. Turles was bored and he didn’t know what else to talk about with the person. “If you don’t mind, I have things to do.” Turles began to walk away from this man.
He felt really bad about messing up Turles’ name! And Nate did want to try to talk to the man, but this Saiyan clearly didn’t want any company. Nate nodded, almost stupidly, when Turles told him life wasn’t perfect. It was funny- the way he talked and even a few of his movements reminded Nate of Zarbon. When Turles turned and started walking away, Nate smiled. He didn’t want to have to explain his mirth to Turles.
“Was nice t’meetcha, buddy,” he called.
Turles almost thought this man talked in another language of these humans other cultural tongues. Though he picked up a few words, this person is afraid of him and was slurring the words he spoke. Making Turles grin. Felt great to have finally someone fearing him. It has been ages that someone saw he was a threat and would be nervous. “thought you were my friend hmmm you say?” Putting the ear bud in his pocket and folded his arms. “You must mean Kakarot and or Bardock you might be thinking of.” His tail unloosen from his waist and the tip wagged.
The man was smiling now, but it was one of the smiles that… wasn’t a real smile. Or he was smiling about something he shouldn’t be smiling about. Nate saw that smile a few times on Zarbon and especially in the television, during a “soap opera”. The first name the guy said didn’t sound familiar but Nate knew the second one.
“Oh yeah, I know Bardock!” he relaxed a little more, still uneasy about that smile, but trusting that the guy wasn’t going to attack him right then. “S’not really m‘frien, though. I jus’ know ‘im, talk t’im a few times.” Nate crept a little closer, making sure he moved slowly and that his limbs were in veiw the whole time. He didn’t want to give the guy a reason to shoot at him.
“Hey, didja see the big fights t’day? At th’- th’Boo-do-ki? M’frien 16 was there an’ he won his fight! Was pretty neat! Oh,” he grinned and got up, walking to within an arm’s length of the man. He held up a hand, not thinking that maybe this guy didn’t know about hand-shaking.
“M’name’s Nate. What’s y’r name?”
Turles was correct on one of them but he was surprised it was Bardock name he had picked from the choices. Seeing this man relaxing now, thinking he’s not a threat anymore discouraged Turles some. The topic being brought up about the fight boiled in him. The more and more he talked about it made Turles more angry but not showing this person disgust to this subject. Not wanting to talk about it he keen into the name greeting, “Oh your name is Nate?” Lifted his eyebrow. “I guess I should tell you mine, the name is Turles.” He kept his fold to his arms, not wanting to give a greeting to this man. Just giving a stare and still wagged his tail in a beat.
Nate put his hand down when Turles didn’t shake it. And he really didn’t want to talk about the big fight. Which was weird, because one of the only things Nate really knew about Saiyans was that they loved pretty much everything to do with fighting. He wanted to ask about it, wanted to find out what was wrong or upsetting Turles. But Nate was still scared. He was trying to hide it, trying to be extra friendly, but this guy, this Saiyan, was really intimidating!
“Well, s’nice t’meetcha, Tuh- Tuhhlus…” Nate winced. He just couldn’t get his mouth to pronounce the man’s name. “M’sorry! M’no’ always good at sayin’ things!”
His hands were calm in a cup shape, making Ki in his one hand beside himself and hiding it. So if was a person it would seem he wouldn’t attack. The branch moved to the beat of the song he was listening to. A yellowish gold bug like monster walked out, studying him when coming to view. Turles calmed down his attack by crushing it when he saw this animal man wear a dress of some sort. He couldn’t tell what this person was saying from the ear plugs blocking out what he chatten about. Removing the ear buds. Looking down and said nothing to the man. Turles could see he was shy and leery by seeing him crouching in a defending move…. He should be because Turles is not much in a happy talkative mood.
The guy didn’t seem to hear him. Or was ignoring him. And he didn’t look very happy at all. Nate could smell the anger and several other emotions radiating from him. He was really upset about something! Nate figured he should probably leave, but what if this man just needed someone to talk to? What if Nate could help, somehow? He sighed a little then froze when the man moved his hands and did something near his ears. The guy was looking at him, his face almost as expressionless as 16’s could be. If Nate didn’t smell better, he’d have thought the man was an android.
“Uhm, hi,” he tried again, relaxing a little when he wasn’t immediately shot or yelled at. “I uh, thought y’were a frien’a mine, but, uhm, y’r not…. D’ya- y’okay, buddy?”
His voice was nervous, but concerned. This person was really hard to figure out! …Though, to Nate, most people were.
Turles almost thought this man talked in another language of these humans other cultural tongues. Though he picked up a few words, this person is afraid of him and was slurring the words he spoke. Making Turles grin. Felt great to have finally someone fearing him. It has been ages that someone saw he was a threat and would be nervous. “thought you were my friend hmmm you say?” Putting the ear bud in his pocket and folded his arms. “You must mean Kakarot and or Bardock you might be thinking of.” His tail unloosen from his waist and the tip wagged.
The man was smiling now, but it was one of the smiles that… wasn’t a real smile. Or he was smiling about something he shouldn’t be smiling about. Nate saw that smile a few times on Zarbon and especially in the television, during a “soap opera”. The first name the guy said didn’t sound familiar but Nate knew the second one.
“Oh yeah, I know Bardock!” he relaxed a little more, still uneasy about that smile, but trusting that the guy wasn’t going to attack him right then. “S’not really m‘frien, though. I jus’ know ‘im, talk t’im a few times.” Nate crept a little closer, making sure he moved slowly and that his limbs were in veiw the whole time. He didn’t want to give the guy a reason to shoot at him.
“Hey, didja see the big fights t’day? At th’- th’Boo-do-ki? M’frien 16 was there an’ he won his fight! Was pretty neat! Oh,” he grinned and got up, walking to within an arm’s length of the man. He held up a hand, not thinking that maybe this guy didn’t know about hand-shaking.
“M’name’s Nate. What’s y’r name?”
His hands were calm in a cup shape, making Ki in his one hand beside himself and hiding it. So if was a person it would seem he wouldn’t attack. The branch moved to the beat of the song he was listening to. A yellowish gold bug like monster walked out, studying him when coming to view. Turles calmed down his attack by crushing it when he saw this animal man wear a dress of some sort. He couldn’t tell what this person was saying from the ear plugs blocking out what he chatten about. Removing the ear buds. Looking down and said nothing to the man. Turles could see he was shy and leery by seeing him crouching in a defending move…. He should be because Turles is not much in a happy talkative mood.
The guy didn’t seem to hear him. Or was ignoring him. And he didn’t look very happy at all. Nate could smell the anger and several other emotions radiating from him. He was really upset about something! Nate figured he should probably leave, but what if this man just needed someone to talk to? What if Nate could help, somehow? He sighed a little then froze when the man moved his hands and did something near his ears. The guy was looking at him, his face almost as expressionless as 16’s could be. If Nate didn’t smell better, he’d have thought the man was an android.
“Uhm, hi,” he tried again, relaxing a little when he wasn’t immediately shot or yelled at. “I uh, thought y’were a frien’a mine, but, uhm, y’r not…. D’ya- y’okay, buddy?”
His voice was nervous, but concerned. This person was really hard to figure out! …Though, to Nate, most people were.
(Source: arachnate)
ooc- Signing off for now! I should be back in about 2 hours, maybe even less.
If anyone wants to RP, you know I’m good for starters!
How can I be expected to branch out and play with people, if no one approaches me, either? Hmm?
ooc- Killin’ time by trying to figure out if I have enough money to purchase an article on sexual dimorphism in spider species…
Sad day, when 14$ is hard to come by. Sad. In. Deed.
At least I get paid tomorrow!
EDIT- Totes bought the article. Something to download and read when I get back to HQ!
Sad part being, I already know a lot of the reasons behind sexual dimorphism and spiders. But it’s nice to have it in print, whenever I need it!
ooc- no it’s cool bro XD I’m doing it, I’ll dig in my logs and find it but thanks. Hey, it’s cool to come when ever you like. Even tomorrow evening.
ooc- But what else will I do with my nights? XD
Sure I want to bake some stuff- mmmm, brownies…- but that doesn’t take very long and I don’t get tired until around 4 a.m. Oi, what a life I lead!
