Coder leans back in his chair.
'Hey sory guys haven't been supe ractve, thats my bad. I had some stff gong on, bt no I'm back!"
Darn it. His WUIR keys still didn't work. He should really get that fixed.
Whatever, he can just awkwardly hold down the caps lock key while he types.
He can deal with it, it's just really annoying.
"Yeah, so can anyone fill me up on what's been happening? Seems like I didn't miss too much, but I did get assigned a shardworld..."
"Also, FYI, I am pretty much unavailable between falling asleep and getting back from school, so the fastest way to contact me is PMs, because I check those much more often, and before I check anything else. I actually responded to a few PMs from people asking for my take. So just... Yeah. If you find me being unactive, or really need to my opinion so much that you would poke me (that's right, I saw those. I saw nothing else, but I did see those!) then like. PM me, cmon!"
Coder hits submit. Hopefully they accept this response. After all, he did respond.
Hopefully he doesn't fall under too much pressure.
And all this stuff about RP characters turning on their players? Coder thinks its a nothing burger. Of course RP characters would be alive, but why would they turn on their writers? Whatever, CD would never do anything like that.
Coder bulted up in his chair. Right. He joined the game as CD! He better do some RP, otherwise the GM would think him lame...
He quickly edited the post adding in italics, "CD walked into the"
And then he stopped. What even was the premise of this game anyway? He was sent a message about a... shardworld? He thought this was some random mistborn village, not whatever this is.
Coder canceled the edit and just sat there, waiting for a response.
Hopefully they get back to him soon. I mean, Coder is a busy man. He doesn't have all day.