General Discussion RolePlay (GDRP)

[GG0z He/Him]

Just now, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Coder looks at you. "Dude there was never a Fourth Wall. Only Kim Dokja has it, therefore there cannot be one here. Duh."

“You know what I mean,” GG0z says.

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I actually understand the reference now!! Still not far in the book, but I’ll catch up over the summer

 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

Just now, GG0z said:

“You know what I mean,” GG0z says.

 

"Yeah well anyway, the fourth wall seperates the characters and the observers and creators. But in this case, the creators are the observers, and we are aware we are being watched. And you should read more, there are NO EXCUSES *vicious mockery*"

[GG0z He/Him]

Just now, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"Yeah well anyway, the fourth wall seperates the characters and the observers and creators. But in this case, the creators are the observers, and we are aware we are being watched. And you should read more, there are NO EXCUSES *vicious mockery*"

“I was at Canobie today because of the Great East music festival,” GG0z decides to excuse himelf

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

Just now, GG0z said:

“I was at Canobie today because of the Great East music festival,” GG0z decides to excuse himelf

"Booooo! Music is cool but also for NERDS!" Coder yells. "Wait, are you a music kid? I became scarily close to being one of those... those... vermin!"

[GG0z He/Him]

1 minute ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"Booooo! Music is cool but also for NERDS!" Coder yells. "Wait, are you a music kid? I became scarily close to being one of those... those... vermin!"

“Hey!” GG0z stabs the air beside Coder with a violin bow

”that’s right, I’m a strings kid”

[Conure1243 He/Him]

1 minute ago, GG0z said:

“Hey!” GG0z stabs the air beside Coder with a violin bow

”that’s right, I’m a strings kid”

Conure materializes to ask:

"What category to pianos fall into?"

[GG0z He/Him]

3 minutes ago, Conure1243 said:

Conure materializes to ask:

"What category to pianos fall into?"

“Pianos fall into the ‘I play this instrument at home’ category,” GG0z says while slightly laughing, “but seriously, pianos fall into any category you like”

[Verdance he/him]

52 minutes ago, Conure1243 said:

Conure materializes to ask:

"What category to pianos fall into?"

47 minutes ago, GG0z said:

“Pianos fall into the ‘I play this instrument at home’ category,” GG0z says while slightly laughing, “but seriously, pianos fall into any category you like”

Ver starts to answer, but GG0z gets to it first. He waits, then responds. “As a pianist, they are technically their own category, but you could consider them a stringed instrument, except struck instead of plucked. 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

1 hour ago, GG0z said:

“Hey!” GG0z stabs the air beside Coder with a violin bow

”that’s right, I’m a strings kid”

1 hour ago, Conure1243 said:

Conure materializes to ask:

"What category to pianos fall into?"

1 hour ago, GG0z said:

“Pianos fall into the ‘I play this instrument at home’ category,” GG0z says while slightly laughing, “but seriously, pianos fall into any category you like”

29 minutes ago, Verdance said:

Ver starts to answer, but GG0z gets to it first. He waits, then responds. “As a pianist, they are technically their own category, but you could consider them a stringed instrument, except struck instead of plucked. 

"Ugh." Coder says. "Music kids."

[GG0z He/Him]

8 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"Ugh." Coder says. "Music kids."

“What did we ever do to you!?!?” GG0z says, grabbing a bass, threatining to use it as a battering ram

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

1 minute ago, GG0z said:

“What did we ever do to you!?!?” GG0z says, grabbing a bass, threatining to use it as a battering ram

The lights begin to dim. A spotlight shines on Coder. You see tears trickle down his eyes as he tries to hide a strange plastic bottle.

"It all began one summer day..." Coder monologues, "When school had just begun! It was 6th Grade, of middle school. And I had a best frieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeend. See on that day, I realized he... didn't get his elective with meeeeeeee. He had gottennnnnnnnnnnnnnn," Coder stops, the beat the pausing. He then continues without any song his voice. "Band. Dudududu da. Dudududu da. It was then, when I didn't know it... But all of my friends... WOULD BE INFECTED... Just like he was. Dudududu da. Dudududu da. Sure I got some other friends, but those that he pulled on... would always be closer, and more, and greater, than any I could find. Before I knew it, all of my friends, were musically inclined. I got more and more surrounded, until NOW. See... now... all of my friends from middle school... are all music kids, or just barely escaped. It was traumatizing, really. What happened to me? Truely traumatizing. I have just barely managed to stay beyond the... music kid event horizon. And yet... sometimes, at night. I find myself tapping a beat I made up myself. And as I stare at my hands..." Coder pauses, "I see myself holding drums, and I physically gag. I cannot be like them. I CANNOT! It goes against all of my being! They are... what I have always despised. I can not, MUST NOT! Become like them."

The lighting returns to normal. "Yeah so that's what happened."

[GG0z He/Him]

2 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

The lights begin to dim. A spotlight shines on Coder. You see tears trickle down his eyes as he tries to hide a strange plastic bottle.

"It all began one summer day..." Coder monologues, "When school had just begun! It was 6th Grade, of middle school. And I had a best frieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeend. See on that day, I realized he... didn't get his elective with meeeeeeee. He had gottennnnnnnnnnnnnnn," Coder stops, the beat the pausing. He then continues without any song his voice. "Band. Dudududu da. Dudududu da. It was then, when I didn't know it... But all of my friends... WOULD BE INFECTED... Just like he was. Dudududu da. Dudududu da. Sure I got some other friends, but those that he pulled on... would always be closer, and more, and greater, than any I could find. Before I knew it, all of my friends, were musically inclined. I got more and more surrounded, until NOW. See... now... all of my friends from middle school... are all music kids, or just barely escaped. It was traumatizing, really. What happened to me? Truely traumatizing. I have just barely managed to stay beyond the... music kid event horizon. And yet... sometimes, at night. I find myself tapping a beat I made up myself. And as I stare at my hands..." Coder pauses, "I see myself holding drums, and I physically gag. I cannot be like them. I CANNOT! It goes against all of my being! They are... what I have always despised. I can not, MUST NOT! Become like them."

The lighting returns to normal. "Yeah so that's what happened."

“Huh. Well, I joined strings A.K.A a cult, where we worship our conductor, who whacks us with a pool noodle if we play something wrong,” GG0z says quicklly

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

Just now, GG0z said:

“Huh. Well, I joined strings A.K.A a cult, where we worship our conductor, who whacks us with a pool noodle if we play something wrong,” GG0z says quicklly

"Oh. It's a cult???" Coder asks. "Why didn't someone tell me sooner? I love those!"

[GG0z He/Him]

1 minute ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"Oh. It's a cult???" Coder asks. "Why didn't someone tell me sooner? I love those!"

“You seem musically gifted as well, so as long as you join it as a cult…” GG0z seems to offer to start a gig band in the bar

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

Just now, GG0z said:

“You seem musically gifted as well, so as long as you join it as a cult…” GG0z seems to offer to start a gig band in the bar

Coder sees what's happening, and gazes down at his hands. His eyes go blank, draining of color. His entire body drains of color as he rises up into the air, his eyes turning pitch black as greyscale begins to seep out of him onto his surroundings.

The offer burns up.

[Verdance he/him]

1 hour ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"Ugh." Coder says. "Music kids."

“Ugh,” Verdance jokes back, “Webnovel kids.”

[Ink and Embers Any pronouns]

5 hours ago, GG0z said:

“ I want to prank Ink!” GG0z continues whispering conspiratorily, “Do you know what [pronoun(I’m so sorry, Ink, idk the correct pronouns to use, since I’m not very educated)] is scared of?”

Ink drops a ball of wool on GG0z's head. "Ooo, pranks! As for pronouns, you can use literally any that exist under the sun. A lot of people use they; I have absolutely no preference whatsoever. But thank you very much for asking!!!"

5 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"Hmm... Ink is scared of whatever Ink isn't scared of. At least I think..." Coder ponders before yelling, "@Ink! What are you scared of?"

Ink frowns. "My family's stance on politics. Scary people with knives. Rabid dogs. Tragedies, in the literary and real sense. Songs getting stuck in my head. Good luck turning those into a drink! How about you?"

3 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

The lights begin to dim. A spotlight shines on Coder. You see tears trickle down his eyes as he tries to hide a strange plastic bottle.

"It all began one summer day..." Coder monologues, "When school had just begun! It was 6th Grade, of middle school. And I had a best frieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeend. See on that day, I realized he... didn't get his elective with meeeeeeee. He had gottennnnnnnnnnnnnnn," Coder stops, the beat the pausing. He then continues without any song his voice. "Band. Dudududu da. Dudududu da. It was then, when I didn't know it... But all of my friends... WOULD BE INFECTED... Just like he was. Dudududu da. Dudududu da. Sure I got some other friends, but those that he pulled on... would always be closer, and more, and greater, than any I could find. Before I knew it, all of my friends, were musically inclined. I got more and more surrounded, until NOW. See... now... all of my friends from middle school... are all music kids, or just barely escaped. It was traumatizing, really. What happened to me? Truely traumatizing. I have just barely managed to stay beyond the... music kid event horizon. And yet... sometimes, at night. I find myself tapping a beat I made up myself. And as I stare at my hands..." Coder pauses, "I see myself holding drums, and I physically gag. I cannot be like them. I CANNOT! It goes against all of my being! They are... what I have always despised. I can not, MUST NOT! Become like them."

The lighting returns to normal. "Yeah so that's what happened."

"You should join! You should join!" Ink chants, passing Coder a pair of drumsticks. "My parents forced me into instrument lessons (which I now really like), then my Music teacher dragged me into an orchestra when I could play a grand total of three notes. We have five orchestras at my school. The Music department is insane."

Proving their point, forty pages of orchestral music fall out the sky and land on everyone's heads.

[GG0z He/Him]

7 hours ago, Ink and Embers said:

Ink drops a ball of wool on GG0z's head. "Ooo, pranks! As for pronouns, you can use literally any that exist under the sun. A lot of people use they; I have absolutely no preference whatsoever. But thank you very much for asking!!!"

Ink frowns. "My family's stance on politics. Scary people with knives. Rabid dogs. Tragedies, in the literary and real sense. Songs getting stuck in my head. Good luck turning those into a drink! How about you?"

"You should join! You should join!" Ink chants, passing Coder a pair of drumsticks. "My parents forced me into instrument lessons (which I now really like), then my Music teacher dragged me into an orchestra when I could play a grand total of three notes. We have five orchestras at my school. The Music department is insane."

Proving their point, forty pages of orchestral music fall out the sky and land on everyone's heads.

GG0z grabs his violin, catches the music, and waits for others to join in

[Ink and Embers Any pronouns]

2 hours ago, GG0z said:

GG0z grabs his violin, catches the music, and waits for others to join in

Ink pulls out a clarinet and begins attempting to tune.

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

13 hours ago, Ink and Embers said:

Ink drops a ball of wool on GG0z's head. "Ooo, pranks! As for pronouns, you can use literally any that exist under the sun. A lot of people use they; I have absolutely no preference whatsoever. But thank you very much for asking!!!"

Ink frowns. "My family's stance on politics. Scary people with knives. Rabid dogs. Tragedies, in the literary and real sense. Songs getting stuck in my head. Good luck turning those into a drink! How about you?"

"You should join! You should join!" Ink chants, passing Coder a pair of drumsticks. "My parents forced me into instrument lessons (which I now really like), then my Music teacher dragged me into an orchestra when I could play a grand total of three notes. We have five orchestras at my school. The Music department is insane."

Proving their point, forty pages of orchestral music fall out the sky and land on everyone's heads.

"Nah, the most I'll ever do is join marching band instead of weightlifting. I have to many theater obligations."

[GG0z He/Him]

6 hours ago, Ink and Embers said:

Ink pulls out a clarinet and begins attempting to tune.

GG0z starts turning the fine tuners, trying to match the pitch. “Is there someone whose instrument is in tune?” He asks. “If so, could you please play an A?”

[Verdance he/him]

41 minutes ago, GG0z said:

GG0z starts turning the fine tuners, trying to match the pitch. “Is there someone whose instrument is in tune?” He asks. “If so, could you please play an A?”

Spoiler

 

 

A (note), A Major Chord, A Minor Chord

[GG0z He/Him]

“Thanks, Verdance!” GG0z says, checking his tuning once again

[Deception He/Him]

A man walks into the room. Most of the people know him by Deception, but nobody knows his actual name. He is dressed in all black, formal clothing. 

He sits down at a table and opens up a laptop, casually activating 15 different VPNs and doing what looks like trying to take down the servers of Canada, and probably is exactly that.

[Verdance he/him]

8 minutes ago, Deception said:

A man walks into the room. Most of the people know him by Deception, but nobody knows his actual name. He is dressed in all black, formal clothing. 

He sits down at a table and opens up a laptop, casually activating 15 different VPNs and doing what looks like trying to take down the servers of Canada, and probably is exactly that.

Verdance shimmies his stool over and peers over Deception’s shoulder. “Got any games on there, friend,” he jests.