Arylett Charnoa

Questioner for the question mark and posting in Forum Games.

You're banned for armored Asian horses.

"Whoa..." Her eyes widened in response to watching what happened to Apate. So much so that whatever Aero had said before it left her mind. The possibilities of this shapeshifting ability... a hint of jealousy leapt into her. But she... didn't want to look like that anyway. Yeah... if that was the price, then... But what did it matter what she looked like if she could do that? The advantages of his species now were clear. And the other two, they had wings and they could fly. Perhaps even some other abilities. What could she do? Her mind was spinning with all sorts of conclusions as she vaguely dragged herself in the direction that Aero specified before, feeling the awkwardness of her new body coming into play again. It was such a chore to move on two legs in this weirdly unbalanced way, her knuckles dragging along the ground because she had not yet gotten used to their weight. Trying to distract her mind from going in a more negative direction, she looked around at the cave's walls once more. They seemed to be lined with an endless stream of crystals that went on and on for who knew how long. The ones nearby were a soft blue, illuminating their path, but gradually dulled as far as she could see. How pretty... Unable to contain her curiosity, she reached out one of her arms and grabbed a crystal close to the ground, dislodging it fairly easily. It felt warm in her hand, soothing. "It's like it is alive..."

Let's take a crack at the Hipster Thread. All righty, so what have we got here? Well, let's start with the most obvious. I'm not gonna tell you I HATE MLP. I don't. If I did, I wouldn't be here period. But I am getting sick of it. When I first started watching it, I still didn't see why it got as popular as it did. It just seems like a slightly above standard children's show to me. I'm not really super psyched about it, and because it's just so... everywhere, it's just starting to grate on my nerves. Of course, it's been grating a bit on my nerves every now and then for a couple of years now. I only come back for the community. (And the commission money.) Whilst I think Steven Universe is a better show than it, I still don't think it quite deserves the hype it receives either. In general, I don't know why people get so enraptured by children's cartoons. I'm not really a huge fan of them for the most part. Also, I'm not into any type of gaming that isn't a JRPG. I especially don't care for WRPGs. The majority of video games either bore me with being overly repetitive or involve too many reflexes for me to play properly. JRPGs at least have more cutscenes and story to cut up the monotony of gameplay. I'm more interested in watching people talking ABOUT games than actually playing them. Watching other people play games is good too. And I don't really understand shipping, Tumblr, or any of that silly fangirl culture that seems to dominate the internet. I don't know why people are so interested in the relationships of fictional characters and laud it everywhere. And I don't know why Tumblr is so full of reblogs rather than original content. I use it as a kind of diary-type thing. Oh and adoptables. I think it is SO pointless to waste money on designs you're not going to use, just to display them to people. Lastly, I think my least favorite part of internet culture is gifs. God, I can say that I really do HATE those things. Random gifs just posted with no context is meaningless to me. It says nothing and it just annoys me by putting some flashing distracting image on the screen. I have an extension that turns off the animation, in fact, and it has made browsing the internet a lot less irritating. Super negative points if it's a gif AVATAR too.

Like some washed out old hasbeen that is no longer relevant. Not that I do myself any favors. My irregular posting moods make me disappear off the face of the earth. No number this time. I feel the words speak for themselves.

I like Quartz Aegis. She stands out from the crowd with a good talent in art and seeming to be intelligent, yet ready to have fun. Discordian is cool too. He gets points for Xenosaga liking.

I just edited the list out of my first post. Loads of people have one nowadays and I can't be bothered to maintain it whenever this thread gets updated. So I'll re-post mine as it was in the first post, and nobody's going to look at that like about three years in the future of now. Here's my Johari. Not posting a Nohari. I already have enough self-criticism for the entire world.

Her ears perked up at being addressed by the more majestic creature of the group as she quickly sat upright, still feeling the keen sense of not wanting to look bad in front of strangers. There was this lingering dreadful feeling within her that this was kind of real the moment he spoke up. Something about the situation, the reactions, the feelings, smells, and sounds seemed... realistic. But she couldn't bring herself to believe that. Especially when the... bug horse described some odd sights. She heard someone say something about meth earlier. Perhaps he was on drugs or her mind was making up some very silly nonsense. It was the latter. She couldn't be in any real danger from an evil-looking unhinged abomination. At least she wasn't the only one who thought he was crazy though. "I'm Anatase... and I guess I am that girl by the fountain. And uh... I don't see anything of what you're... describing either..." She winced as she addressed this Apate, avoiding looking at him and choosing to focus her eyes on the wings of the appropriately named Aero Wind. "I think we've been transformed into things... appropriate to our personalities," Hopefully, crazy guy wouldn't take offense to that. "Maybe somebody did this to us for some reason. Maybe as punishment... maybe as a reward? Maybe we're all dead and this is just a weird afterlife. Maybe it's just a dream and it isn't real. Or a hallucination... or a hologram?" Normally, she wouldn't be so chatty. But as this was a dream, she tried not to care as much about what she said, even though immense anxiety from others' judgement was still weighing on her mind. "Sorry. Just trying to be helpful," And yet her self-consciousness still couldn't stop her from adding that.

W-what? It just stepped away like it was nothing! Yes... this certainly was a dream of hers. Embarrassment was quite common in those. Although the creature was babbling about something in what sounded like a regular male voice. Then she heard some rather emotional and disturbing noises coming from it. Almost like it... had feelings? Who cared about that right now? She couldn't really pay it much mind as she was still skidding out of control. It was as though someone had just gone out of their way to rub soap all over the ground, because she couldn't gain purchase of her speeding body at all. Her heavy arms were still like chaotic weights that she could barely lift and her feet could only make her swerve slightly towards something else... @@Lunaris Adamantine, "Dammit, stop, body, stop! Going to crash into that beautiful thing over there!" It was careening towards the blue griffon dog. Her brain finally able to think of something she could do, she dug her claws into into the ground and hear them screech all across the cave floor... as she slowed down more and more... before coming to a rather pathetic jilty stop before him. "Whew... ow," Absolutely exhausted from that ridiculous excursion, she let her body fall limply onto her stomach in front of him. Even though she knew it was a dream, this was still pretty humiliating, and she could barely stop herself from blushing.

So no one cares about that, eh? No worries. I have something that people might care about. MORE XENOSAGA! ...Okay, it's a cute anime girl. I'm very proud of this one:

Colorful.

Kind of self-conscious. I seem to be gaining weight even though I run 50 minutes everyday. But I figure that's because of the increase of meat in my diet. I hope this is just some muscle aided by the protein and not fat.

Technically, I'm on the internet as long as I'm awake for the most part. Although honestly, I barely interact with other people and don't spend more than a few 15 minute bursts on social websites. Including this one. People bore me quickly. Most of my internet time is spent using Netflix whilst I work on art commissions or exercise. Or TVTropes and Cracked articles. Also, I don't leave the house on my own ever because I can't drive. (There's no place to walk here. It's all road and public transportation is non-existent) Only leave it when my fiance gets home from his 50 or so hour work week and really that's just to pick up food or go shopping for essentials. So I mean, what else would I do with my time, really? Would be nice to go to the library, I suppose, but that requires a drive.

You're known for an avatar of a rather stoned Chrysalis.

Laser.

Spelunker.

Chapter 2 Objective: Examine the Crystal Caves and get out. The gems still had her attention for those several moments she was alone in the cave. Peaceful... quiet moments. Away from all the noise and... Meth?! WHAT THE FUCK?! She nearly jumped straight out of her skin at the ridiculously loud shout that echoed all around her, sounding like klaxons that had send violent electric jolts through her body. Luckily, she couldn't really fall over, as she had been laying on her stomach the entire time. Feeling not just extremely startled, but also very irate at this invasion of her existence, she turned her head in the direction of the sound to chastise the person who had done this great injustice. ...That wasn't a person. That... was not... a... @@Durandal, "Oh my..." What was that thing?! Some horrendous black abomination of a creature. Whatever it was, it did not look good. She tried to get to her feet as quickly as possible to flee from the abomination, but found herself struggling with her arms. Why were they so heavy? They felt like these giant awkward clubs and... ...It couldn't be. Her heart skipped a beat. She had thought of this before. Much more than she would've liked to have admitted... even had dreams about it. But it wasn't real. This was a... dream, right? One look at her arm confirmed her suspicion. She flexed her stumpier fingers to confirm that it belonged to her, and soon noticed something which her mind had been tuning out. That weird extra leg near her backside. Yes, it was a dream. This was too ridiculous to not be a dream, after all. Black abominations and... some kind of cat horse wing thing... and... a blue griffon dog! And the lines were so ridiculous too. The dialogue couldn't have been real. Although this dream did make things a little... more visceral than usual, she noted. Her body actually felt like it was difficult to use, as it realistically should. But man, what an awesome dream! She had to savor it immediately. Grinning madly to herself, she tried to get up again, using her arms to support her smaller legs. This would have to do for now. Now that she was standing, maybe she could try to get rid of that damn ugly bug. Not wasting any time in adding to the ridiculouslessness of this dream, she tried to run straight for the ebony swiss cheese to deliver a swift beating to it. However, this dream still insisted on being painfully realistic, and she found her body sliding out of control as she lost her footing. "WHOOOOAAAAA!" She kept on going, about to collide with the horned thing.

Bray.

Psychedelic.

Indiscernible.

You're awesome for being someone new who I have not expressed an opinion of before in a Forum Game! That is pretty exciting. Also, glasses on anything are nice.

I don't carry cash. Only cards. So there's my excuse not to give them money. Not that I see a lot of them here. Most of this place is just cars and roads and there's no room for people to be walking around on the streets. Also, any stranger who approaches me makes me uncomfortable. So I'll say whatever has to be said to get out of that situation. And if that's "no, sorry," then that's what has to be done. I have no bias against the homeless. I just dislike and distrust all strangers on principle, and would rather avoid them all as much as possible. Not a people person here.

You're awesome because I don't know you. Which means I don't know all of the various ways in which you may not be a pleasant person.

Contrastless.