Demented and sad, but social

[Perversion]

Yeah, it's another one of those, "Why do I keep coming to this place," topics, but seriously, here I am, talking about actually picking up and playing one game of many that I've purchased and never played, and about watching a film, but instead, I'm spending my time on my PS3 on my DLP TV browsing the Pavilion, arguing the relative merits of Stanley Kubrick's films with Mora, making nice with Cry in the RPGM forums, perusing....whatever it is that goes on in the Playground, and posting pictures of the tattoos on my hip and inner thigh for all the other guys to see.


What is this stange power that the Pavilion exudes? And why must I fall rapturous under its spell? Do I have so little of a life that posting here is the only REAL social outlet I have? Well, on second thought, don't answer that last question.


HOW CAN I ESCAPE THE TENDRILS OF INSANITY THROUGH WHICH THE PAVILION HAS ME RESTRAINED?

[Zeroth]

Re: Demented and sad, but social

Go shoot youself. Works everytime.

[The_Real_Crunk]

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[Perversion]

Re: Demented and sad, but social

Well, I WAS just looking at Toaster's new avatar, and I WAS thinking I should play Persona 3, but then I thought about the fact that I've got the original version, still sealed, and that it may be worth something some day, and that I should just buy the FES version instead and play that.

So, yeah. Shooting myself doesn't sound like such a terrible option at this point.

[Red Dragon]

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*farts on Perversion's topic*

Am I cool yet?

[Jamos]

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I couldn't even escape the place through death. Good luck to that, buddy.

[Perversion]

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RD, you're only cool if you know what movie my topic's title is quoting from.

EDIT: You're even cooler if you know what movie the first sentence of my second paragraph in my first post is paraphrasing.

[Owl of Parliament]

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I know the secret to escaping the pavilion, I'm going to bed now though, I'll tell you when I get up.

[Toaster]

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"Welcome to The RPG Maker Pavilion, a place to share your tentacle porn collection with other RPG Maker enthusiasts."



Hell, when I first came here it was to learn about switches.

[Perversion]

Re: Demented and sad, but social

Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk.

Didn't do justice to the original, though. Who do you think you are, Carlos Mencia?


And I said TENDRILS, not tentacles.

@ Owl - Methinks you do not have the answer, either, as you are still logged in.

[Adrian Foley]

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I know the main reason I keep coming back to this place.

Nighttime is the only time I have to myself, given school and work.

Considering I have no friends outside of high school- consequently, no friends without curfews, I just peruse the internet, and obsessively checking the Pav has become habit.

[Caciss]

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Yeah, I work afternoons, and rarely is anyone awake at such later hours of the night. So I sit on here till about 4 in the morning.

[Perversion]

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HEAR THESE WORDS, FAIR MAIDEN, AND LODGE THEM INTO THE DEEP RECESSES OF YOUR GRAY MATTER...



LEAVE WHILE YOU STILL CAN!




Also, Caciss...I work most days at 9 am, meaning I need to get up at about 7:45 to get ready for work and catch the bus, and on a lot of nights, that does not stop me from browsing here until 2-4 am.

[Adrian Foley]

Re: Demented and sad, but social

HEAR THESE WORDS, FAIR MAIDEN, AND LODGE THEM INTO THE DEEP RECESSES OF YOUR GRAY MATTER...



LEAVE WHILE YOU STILL CAN!




Also, Caciss...I work most days at 9 am, meaning I need to get up at about 7:45 to get ready for work and catch the bus, and on a lot of nights, that does not stop me from browsing here until 2-4 am.

A bit melodramatic, don't you think?

[Perversion]

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Droll. Dry. I like it.


It was a joke. As for the melodrama, you've not been here long enough to witness enough of my infamous walls of text, which may be described as, by varying degrees, melodramatic, meandering, misanthropic, and/or muddled.