#unonemous

[exuberantoddity]

unonemous replied to your post:Holy fucking shit, look who it is! How the hell...

Doin’ dat good shit! –And, by good shit, I mean, being bored, playing games, losing contact with people, and seeing if I can find other ways to pass the time.

Yeah, I know that feeling.

I’ve been lucky enough to find a new RP group in the last few years, a surprising amount of old /rp/ people are there.

[unonemous]

A small addition to entertain myself

Alright, so, I know that, maybe, what, five of you? Something like that...Used to read the little 'character dialogues' I did.

Well, I got bored and decided to try and make a blog of it to see where I can go with it. If nothing, it'll entertain me, that's for sure.

http://puppeteerdiaries.tumblr.com/

For the few of you interested!

[unonemous]

The Puppeteer

So, here I am, huddled in my home again, somewhat nervous to actually poke my head outside...I'm afraid somepony might have noticed me when I tried out this...This patch...This...Thing. I had to be a bit sneaky, though, I failed to do that, and ended up doing it rather...clumsily. Regardless, that made it all the more convincing.

I stumbled past these two stallions talking, and slapped it into his back as I fell over, pretending I had tripped on a rock. I apologized, and they...Actually helped me up. It almost makes me feel guilty to attempt this on a pony willing to help a stranger, but...Sometimes, things must be attempted...After I applied the patch, I walked out of their view, but made sure I could peek on them myself.

I pulled out my marionette cross and started using it, no strings attached, nor a puppet to manipulate...I heard one of them start to speak a bit frantically, and quickly took a peek around the corner...It was...Amazing...Watching a full grown stallion dance and twitch like a puppet on strings. How satisfying it was to be the first pony to use another living creature as a puppet of my very own...But the stallion I was controlling wouldn't speak, or make noise, though his eyes did frantically dart about, as if he was confused, or worried. He was clearly conscious of what was happening, though he couldn't speak, or control it...I had to stop playing after a few minutes before the other got worried enough to call for help...So, I put away my marionette cross and let the stallion fall to the ground, quickly making my way over to check on him, as if I had witnessed the whole thing.

"Are you alright?" I worriedly asked this stallion I didn't know, helping him to his hooves as I subtly pulled the patch off "What happened? You looked like you collapsed."

He responded with only a worried look toward me, as if my very face were that of evil incarnate. It worried me that he would stare at me in such a way, and I looked to his friend. The friend looked as confused as a stallion could, not understanding anything. He gave a shrug and I helped him get a hold on his friend so he could take him elsewhere

"Thanks, stranger. Not sure what happened, but, you saw that too, right?"

I nodded and looks around "Really weird, huh...Maybe he need some medical attention of some kind?"

The stallion shrugged "I don't know, I'll get him to the hospital...Thank you again though.

And I sat there, watching the stallion carry his friend blindly to the hospital...Only to watch my victim turn his head and stare at me the whole way, until I could no longer see them...It was...Eerie. Worrying...Maybe I should avoid that area for a while, so I don't run into him again...

[unonemous]

Tales of a Service Clerk

The other day I had an earlier shift ( Working Noon to Seven, instead of 3-10. I know it's not REALLY early, but I'm just weird like that. )

It was a really slow day, and I was bored out of my mind, and just ready to go home. I was bagging for someone, and the customer had gotten three boxes of cereal, two of which were the same. I ended up bagging the different cereals together, and I ended up thinking to myself: "What if these two boxes of cereal can think, and they don't like other brands of cereal."

"Goddamnit, Daniel, why'd you put me in the same bag as this douche? He's all plain, and has no chocolate in him." "Ah, shut up, you unhealthy douche." I fell behind bagging because I just stared at the bag for about ten seconds before I moved on. I should sleep more often, but then I don't get funny stories like these.

[unonemous]

Internet Issues

Due to recent problems involving my ISP completely changing my internet to wireless, my ability to play Rumble Fighter has been almost completely demolished. I don't know what they did, but I tried hooking directly to my modem, and the computer won't even register it.

The net is perfect for all my normal internet stuff, and runs a few games surprisingly well, but Rumble Fighter is the game I played most, and it lags me so hard that I can't properly fight anyone.

Due to this superbly annoying issue, I've just started playing a LOT of Spiral Knights.

[unonemous]

So!

A friend of mine brought up the idea to start an ask/story blog based on one of my more popular characters that I used to RP with. Honestly, running a blog that actually has something behind it, and not just me reblogging funny things out of boredom would give me a reason to actually check up on this site. I mostly do it now when I have nothing else at all to do.

So, how many of you followers would like to see me start up a blog based on this character? Best to also note that I can't really draw for a damn, so, it'll pretty much just be a text blog without something popping up farther down the line.

[unonemous]

Now that /rp/'s pretty much gone, cute Iselia needs a story-based askblog of her own. Don'tcha' think? I think it'll catch on, yup.

I could probably think up a story, or something.

The problem is, I have no reliable detail artist, and, honestly, I’m pretty sure nobody but a few of my friends would follow it.

Unless I’ve got some kind of backing and support, I’ve really not much drive to dedicate to a blog like that, even if I could think up some stuff.

How many of you would wanna see it?

[unonemous]

Dammit, Rumble Fighter

Stop being so fun. I have many things I must tend to.