DayDreamer

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About DayDreamer

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    Nico Nico niiiiiiI~~~
  • Birthday 06/29/1989

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    Someplace... far away.
  1. NC-17 We Do Not Stand... A L O N E

    Back in the day a 'hall' was actually a 'hall'. Rosalyn found this 'city hall' of modern times to be but a glorified office building. Truly the saddest thing in the world was that her time had passed, and that contemporary times failed to live up to those halcyon days. Rosalyn, among other things, did not know the meaning of the phrase 'smart casual', and so strode into the City Hall in her usual ostentatious gothic attire. Her high heeled boots clicked on the floor and her upheld head was oblivious to the stares she received as she entered. Even odder than her own appearance was her association with a slightly older man. Noah was not quite old enough to look like her father, at best he could be an elder brother, yet it was clear to anyone that Rosalyn was the dominant one in this pairing. A stray cat hissed at Rosalyn on the way in, and she hissed back, sending it scampering away somewhere. Rosalyn couldn't stand pet animals. Or most animals. Far better to have a human thrall who would obey you without question, rather than the unpredictability of animals. She gave Noah a sharp prod in the back with her nail and he jumped, leaving her content with their hierarchy. "I suppose the point in this location is the town records." Rosalyn suggested to Noah. She was really talking to herself but it almost seemed like she was soliciting his opinion. "Births and deaths. Marriages. Something to give us a starting lead on this character we're to take out." Naturally, as soon as they ventured further than the lobby, security obstructed Rosalyn and Noah from proceeding further. But that was no real obstacle. Rosalyn simply fluttered her eyelashes and gave the guard a hypnotic stare, and instructed him that they should be allowed to pass. Once inside the records room, Rosalyn was soon aware of... strangeness. She felt almost drunk. Her mind wasn't in its normal state. Yet she knew no gaseous substance could affect her in her undeath. This was something more magical. "We aren't the first to arrive, it seems. We shouldn't have waited until morning to set out, bah." Rosalyn grumbled. Abruptly she pushed Noah onto a chair in the corner of the room. "Stay here. Unless you want to die, of course. This could get messy." Without further explanation, the little vampiress headed into the center of the room, eyeing the maze-like rows of filing cabinets fiercely. "Come out then. You won't get what you want from my mind while I'm still breathing. Or pretending to breathe, rather." Shadows seemed to gather around her almost imperceptibly, and it was clear she was preparing for sudden action.
  2. NC-17 We Do Not Stand... A L O N E

    Back in the day a 'hall' was actually a 'hall'. Rosalyn found this 'city hall' of modern times to be but a glorified office building. Truly the saddest thing in the world was that her time had passed, and that contemporary times failed to live up to those halcyon days. Rosalyn, among other things, did not know the meaning of the phrase 'smart casual', and so strode into the City Hall in her usual ostentatious gothic attire. Her high heeled boots clicked on the floor and her upheld head was oblivious to the stares she received as she entered. Even odder than her own appearance was her association with a slightly older man. Noah was not quite old enough to look like her father, at best he could be an elder brother, yet it was clear to anyone that Rosalyn was the dominant one in this pairing. A stray cat hissed at Rosalyn on the way in, and she hissed back, sending it scampering away somewhere. Rosalyn couldn't stand pet animals. Or most animals. Far better to have a human thrall who would obey you without question, rather than the unpredictability of animals. She gave Noah a sharp prod in the back with her nail and he jumped, leaving her content with their hierarchy. "I suppose the point in this location is the town records." Rosalyn suggested to Noah. She was really talking to herself but it almost seemed like she was soliciting his opinion. "Births and deaths. Marriages. Something to give us a starting lead on this character we're to take out." Naturally, as soon as they ventured further than the lobby, security obstructed Rosalyn and Noah from proceeding further. But that was no real obstacle. Rosalyn simply fluttered her eyelashes and gave the guard a hypnotic stare, and instructed him that they should be allowed to pass. Once inside the records room, Rosalyn was soon aware of... strangeness. She felt almost drunk. Her mind wasn't in its normal state. Yet she knew no gaseous substance could affect her in her undeath. This was something more magical. "We aren't the first to arrive, it seems. We shouldn't have waited until morning to set out, bah." Rosalyn grumbled. Abruptly she pushed Noah onto a chair in the corner of the room. "Stay here. Unless you want to die, of course. This could get messy." Without further explanation, the little vampiress headed into the center of the room, eyeing the maze-like rows of filing cabinets fiercely. "Come out then. You won't get what you want from my mind while I'm still breathing. Or pretending to breathe, rather." Shadows seemed to gather around her almost imperceptibly, and it was clear she was preparing for sudden action.
  3. What's up?

    I have nothing to report. Stay tuned for more news at 5.
  4. NC-17 We Do Not Stand... A L O N E

    The lights suddenly went out and the room became cold. Beyond the particular darkness that comes as one's eyes adjust after previously having being in the light, there was a more heavy darkness about the room. It was almost suffocating, almost a tangible presence against one's skin. "That letter is not for you, mortal." Rosalyn whispered from right behind Noah suddenly. The young man found himself unable to move at all now, held by some unseen force. "And now you have to pay for your curiosity I'm afraid." Rosalyn's fangs extended and touched to Noah's neck, but paused, and then lifted again without biting. The darkness, too, lifted, and the lights returned, though Noah was still unable to move. Rosalyn strolled around in front of Noah, wearing a peaceful and welcoming expression on her face again now. "Now that you know about this letter, I should end your life. But, I'm feeling merciful tonight. Instead, you'll accompany me now until the conclusion of the game. That is the condition on which I let you live." she approached Noah closely, reaching up and touching a sharp fingernail to his cheek, "Don't even try to dishonour those terms either." she added, before scratching his cheek with her nail once, drawing a small amount of blood. "You can see how easily I can kill you if you force me to." Abruptly whatever force holding Noah in place relented, and he was freed again. Rosalyn walked to the door to leave, but turned back once more. "Get some rest then, we set out tomorrow~!" she said cheerily, licking some blood off of the nail she had clawed him with, before disappearing from the room.
  5. NC-17 We Do Not Stand... A L O N E

    "The Master?" Rosalyn repeated, a glare flickering in her eyes for the briefest moment, before her hospitable facade recovered. "This mansion has known no Master for a long time, I am the Mistress and sole proprietor. And so you have my permission. I did not invite you in simply to eject you again immediately, of course you shall stay until morning." Rosalyn strolled up behind her guest as he knelt by the fireplace, placing her hand on his shoulder. "You simply must get out of these wet clothes before you catch your death. We have plenty of spare linens." her hand gently moved up to his neck, and her other hand was placed on the other side of his neck, her fingernails tickling his skin. "We have many bedrooms for you to choose from, as well. You may pick any to sleep in for the night." Whatever Rosalyn was getting at was interrupted, as suddenly thudding footsteps came bounding into the room. An overweight, sweaty, bespectacled hunchback entered, he too wet with the rain. "Mistress, special mail delivery! It's-" "Very well, Rogi." Rosalyn interrupted sharply, quite clearly hinting him to speak no further in the presence of this guest. She took the letter, which was a most unusual piece of mail. A black envelope with fine, almost invisible patterns on the paper, stamped and sealed with red wax bearing a strange symbol. Rosalyn expertly cut open the end of the envelope with her nail, removing any doubt as to how sharp her nails really were, and retrieved the letter from within. The paper of the letter, too, was textured most ornately. As she read the contents, her eyes widened, and for a moment her elegant composure faltered and her face was that of a child of the age she seemed to be. Then she looked to her guest, composed herself again, and folded up the letter. "Rogi, please fetch some fresh clothes then take our guest to change, and see to it he's provided a room in the main wing, and anything else he should desire. Then come find me, we have preparations to discuss." she said, all business now. Rosalyn headed to her study, where she reread the letter again and again. It was clearly of great interest to her. Eventually, however, she tossed the letter onto her desk and left the room. As Rogi carried out his instructions, he was hasty and very short with any questions from his charge. He perceived his Mistress was agitated by something, and was most eager to get rid of this drifter and tend to that problem. So eager he was that once he provided Noah with fresh clothes, he simply described where the bedrooms where to be found, and ushered Noah into the nearest secluded room - the study - for him to get changed in. Then he immediately scampered off to see what news there was from his Mistress, leaving Noah rather to his own devices.
  6. NC-17 We Do Not Stand... A L O N E

    Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. "The hour grows late." a young female voice muttered. Click. Clack. Click. Clack. Long, sharp, crimson fingernails tapped against the mahogany arm of an antique armchair. Bored, yet malicious. Outside rain beat down, battering the hallowed mansion, interrupted only by the occasional howl of wind. Inside the mansion should have been a cosy atmosphere, shelter from the rain. But the truth was it was even colder inside than out. The dainty yet threatening hand raised a wine glass to red lips, in vain, as the glass was empty. A tongue slipped out and licked the lips, thirsty, parched. But not for wine. Rosalyn Mallory's eyes were closed, her thick dark lashes contrasting against her deathly pale and yet youthful skin. Her equally dark hair was tied in twintails with elaborate bows, and her fringe hung down just above her eyeline. She wore a short yet elegant black and red dress, her arms bare but for some matching frilly cuffs at her wrists, and a ring with an immaculate ruby adorning it. Her legs were covered by black stockings with a spider web design, ending just above her knees, with garter straps reaching up the rest of the way. On her feet she wore high-heeled boots, an ornate design that managed to suit the rest of her ensemble. Around her neck was a black collar and from it dangled a pendant with another stunning ruby jewel. Yet for all the effort evident in her appearance, she had no guest. The mansion was empty save for herself, and a servant toiling elsewhere, unseen. However, that was evidently about to change, Rosalyn's blood red eyes opening as her sensitive hearing detected an anomalous noise from outside. A voice. The voice of a young man. Rosalyn licked her lips once again, sat down her wine glass, and stood up. -- Outside, the gate swung open as if by itself, but surely just blown by the strong winds. And as the poor man outside drew closer, the main doors of the mansion would also creak open, as if by themselves, for there was nobody visible inside. As the traveler cautiously entered though, escaping the rain, the doors slammed shut again behind him. Inside now was warmer than it was a moment ago, candles now lit and the fireplace in the living room adjacent to the entry hall roaring with life. "You must be tired, and soaked. Do come to the living room and dry off, Mr Pratt." Rosalyn said, stepping forth from the shadows with a smile on her face, gesturing toward the living room.
  7. Playstation 4

    Added most people since I actually used my PS4 for the first time in ages. Realized now I missed Kyo. And yeah, also couldn't find DG. And are the IDs case sensitive? Cos I could only find AckyTacky and their language was listed as Dutch so I am unsure if that is ack. ._. Anyway the occasion for using PS4 was Bloodborne, anyone else playing it? Or going to play it since I think it's not out yet in Europe perhaps?
  8. Eldritch Horror

    HH, Eth, and Octy remain to pick their Encounter option. Anyway no rush. The netbook I'm bringing to Singapore can't handle any games, so I'll be unable to access Tabletop Sim on Steam to continue the game. Thus there'll be no update from me until about this time next week, when I get back home.
  9. Kingdom Mystery: The Revolution [PHASE 3]

    Well since it seems to be decided, for the record my own ability was to protect someone from any abilities. I'd be told what the ability is first and could choose to negate it. That's what I meant by something more useful Eth. You may have been immune to conversion so hoped they'd waste time using it on you instead of the real detective role, but you wouldn't be informed even if that happened and would learn nothing. I could negate the ability and learn who was targeted, allowing us to both identify an innocent and gain some insight. I protected myself the first day then HH every other day after she got into the council, hoping someone would target her and thus reveal her allegiance. But I got no word of any of these things people targeted at her, presumably because I didn't activate it soon enough each day (I learned later that it was time sensitive) so everything slipped by. (not so much more useful after all xD)
  10. Eldritch Horror

    Mr Astronomer loses 2 Health and 1 Sanity in his battle with the hound, but deals it 1 damage. (edit: I realize you only took a move action, but after you move you can then Rest since you've escaped the monster for now. So I'll assume you Rest as well, recovering 1 Health and Sanity that you lost. So you only lose 1 Health total). Master spy gets his train ticket. Max gets an item or trinket asset from the reserve. Only these two apply so either: Asset: Bandages (Item)(1) You may discard this card to prevent an Investigator on your space from losing up to 2 Health.Asset: Pocketwatch (Trinket)(1) You cannot become Delayed unless you choose to. Zhuge loses 1 Sanity and gets Hallucinations: Condition: Hallucinations (Madness) When you perform a Rest action, roll a single die. On a success, discard this card.RECKONING: Test Will. If you fail, flip this card. As far as divining the gates, the next two gates to appear are: Buenos Aires (Blue) Shanghai (Red) (Omen is currently on Red and moves to Blue next) ENCOUNTER PHASE Choose 1 encounter. If a monster occupies your space you HAVE to fight it. IF it dies then you may do one of the other encounters as well. Fight a monsterDraw either a General card or a location card matching the area you are inResolve a token on your current space And of course in addition to this, Max needs to choose his item and Zhuge needs to choose which gate goes on top. PLAYERS (In order of turn. Player with stars is the current Lead Investigator, turn order starts from them onward). Noia, The Astronomer TriOctium, The Redeemed Cultist HH, The Actress Sean, The Spy ***Eth, The Shaman*** ANCIENT ONE BOARD ACTIVE MYSTERY
  11. Kingdom Mystery: The Revolution [PHASE 3]

    All this ugly business of accusations. What the Inner Circle needs in these dark times is some kawaii. And as the most kawaii of all knights, I elect myself.
  12. Eldritch Horror

    Okay it seems Noia and HH are left to decide actions before we proceed.
  13. Your Writing Readability

    Basically the lower it is the easier it is to read, according to the algorithm at least. The example "hard to read" sentence has an unnecessary semi-colon, so what would be two simple sentences becomes a single complex one. The "very hard to read" example has two commas and a dash, extending the sentence even further, and twice uses two different descriptive terms for the same thing. <- That last sentence of mine comes up as "hard to read", but if I split it into two sentences its fine then. That's why there's so much variation, it'll depend a lot on the nature of the text - a dialogue-heavy post will likely turn out differently than a more descriptive one or such. The main way to end up with higher scores seems to be just being more wordy or meandering. It's debatable how useful this is for creative writing. The main point is lower score means your communication is more clear and effective. Doesn't say anything about content or creativity, it's solely an indication of how your info/ideas are being conveyed.
  14. Your Writing Readability

    Did one of Ice's and it was Grade 5, new low~ Tried that and the first paragraph hit 23, so new high~ The first post here was what hit 21: http://www.surreality-rp.com/topic/1100-eldritch-horror/
  15. So I stumbled upon this site that has a program that will analyze a block of text and assess various aspects of its readability. You then get a Grade Level score that indicates the lowest education level needed to understand your writing. It'll also highlight different things and suggest how you can improve the readability. So go ahead and copy/paste some of your RP posts or such into it and see what sort of reading level your writing is at. Lower is better. http://www.hemingwayapp.com/ Here's what it has to say about itself, in the desktop version Help file: I already checked out a few other people's posts and ya'll are pretty good. I checked into this cos I suspected my own are needlessly tedious and indeed my average result is too high. Highest I've seen so far was my introduction post to the Eldritch Horror game which hit Grade 21. Lowest I've seen so far was one of HH's RP posts that hit Grade 6.