I'm definitely failing at getting on as well—I'm also an IRC virgin but that's besides the point.
Also, thank you all for your interest in different roles in the production of the radio play! I'm making a note of all of these, and when we get closer to finalizing anything, I'll contact you to verify if you're still interested.
...I guess I'm boss or something? I'll just start ... being in charge? Oh my.
Mmmm, I'm pretty sure we already have an IRC. #Radioplay, but it's not registered so I could if you guys want to.
EDIT: Whoa, thought I read everything. Guess not. Scratch what I said earlier >:U
But we do need to sort of brainstorm the positions we'd need. We definitely need someone with high quality programs/skills to put the whole thing together... Should we be sending in our recordings as is, without anything done to it or remove the noise ourselves? Head Editor, Head Producer, stuff like that! Perhaps a Director, too, preferably someone with voice/acting skills to help us put expression in the right places. And there could be someone in charge of putting it on the radio/promotions and such, and of course the Project Leader. |D There's a lot, so do you think we could have a quick meeting in the IRC? Esper.net, #Radioplay because that was the original, pretty sure.
Last edited by cynicalCanasian; 08-11-2010 at 07:30 PM.
VREET VREET VREET ATTENTION
OUR GLORIOUS MUHRER OF RADIOPLAY, VON FAWN, DEMANDS US TO ADJOURN TO ESPER.NET'S PUMPKINPATCHPLAYERS
THAT IS ALL
Originally Posted by HarMegidon
I just am asking why she is selling sausages at a funeral.
Originally Posted by inexpediency
Everyone is a hedgehog...on the inside.
Originally Posted by Tesseract
On a deadness scale of normal to doorknob I would rate her as double doorknob
Originally Posted by Jitka
fuck yeah sodium hexametaphosphate
that is my favorite hexametaphosphate
Malakin:because its actually the truman show just with ponys
crash826:that
crash826:makes
crash826:far too much sense
gingerale:xD
Malakin:think about it
Malakin:it all makes sense
Originally Posted by Catbread
Those sound like some pretty badass park rangers.
Originally Posted by ranasan
Wow... it's like if someone managed to manifest Missingno. from Pokemon Red and Blue into the real world, grind it up into a fine powder and then snort it.
18:21 Girard so I learned something at the barber:
18:22 Daniel ?
18:22 Girard The entirety of England, London in particular, is actually a stage for the biggest production of the musical Oliver ever made.
18:22 Girard England is a giant musical.
18:22 Girard This explains the small children with cockney accents and giant hats who dance in the streets.
18:23 Daniel ...DAMN YOU MARY POPPINS!
18:23 Daniel DAMN YOU TO HELL!
I just am asking why she is selling sausages at a funeral.
Originally Posted by inexpediency
Everyone is a hedgehog...on the inside.
Originally Posted by Tesseract
On a deadness scale of normal to doorknob I would rate her as double doorknob
Originally Posted by Jitka
fuck yeah sodium hexametaphosphate
that is my favorite hexametaphosphate
Malakin:because its actually the truman show just with ponys
crash826:that
crash826:makes
crash826:far too much sense
gingerale:xD
Malakin:think about it
Malakin:it all makes sense
Originally Posted by Catbread
Those sound like some pretty badass park rangers.
Originally Posted by ranasan
Wow... it's like if someone managed to manifest Missingno. from Pokemon Red and Blue into the real world, grind it up into a fine powder and then snort it.
18:21 Girard so I learned something at the barber:
18:22 Daniel ?
18:22 Girard The entirety of England, London in particular, is actually a stage for the biggest production of the musical Oliver ever made.
18:22 Girard England is a giant musical.
18:22 Girard This explains the small children with cockney accents and giant hats who dance in the streets.
18:23 Daniel ...DAMN YOU MARY POPPINS!
18:23 Daniel DAMN YOU TO HELL!
I'm still willing to help, even if I don't do a voice (which I probably wont since I'm not auditioning for anything.)
Not really sure what I could do that isn't being done already, though...
So I tried connecting to the IRC server to test it out, but I honestly haven't the slightest idea what I'm doing. I ended up in a java applet, but the room was empty. Halp?
So I tried connecting to the IRC server to test it out, but I honestly haven't the slightest idea what I'm doing. I ended up in a java applet, but the room was empty. Halp?
Try this http://webchat.freenode.net/
putting "##PumpkinPatchPlayers-Hivebent" (without the quotes) in the channels field, and filling in the rest to your own preferences.
EQUIUS: Have I ever told you what a reprehensible disgrace you are?
GAMZEE: Haha, fuck yeah, only every motherfuckin' day bro!
EQUIUS: I'm not in a very good mood. There are a few things I'd like to get off my chest.
GAMZEE: Motherfuckin' spill it, don't be keepin' that shit all bottled up like a fuckin' all shaked of bottle of faygo. (pauses) Fuck dog I'm thirsty. I'm down to my last bottle and I don't fuckin know if I can get anymore in this motherfuckin' magic land so I don't know...
EQUIUS: What you do appear to know is exactly how to maximize my livid contempt for you, with your revolting language and your sense of decorum at such breathtaking odds with the richness and perfection of your blood. I just hate you so. Much.
GAMZEE: That's cool, I can't all be making not everybody happy all the time. If we ever met I could bake you a fuckin' pie and we could chill and maybe we'd be better bros that way.
EQUIUS: And the degrees to which you pollute your precious blood with your bottled fizzy sugar and sporific toxins... Maddenning. You will stop.
GAMZEE: Whooaa, I will? How do you know that?
EQUIUS: No. You don't understand. It's not a prediction, it's an order. I command you to stop.
GAMZEE: Oh, alright brother. You motherfuckin' got it.
EQUIUS: ....What. Are you serious?
GAMZEE: Yeah. I mean, you got to show some faith in your friends, cause they're all the ones who're being to look out for you. So fuck if you say I'm not doing the shit right, then what the motherfuck do I know!
EQUIUS: No. This is unacceptable. (pauses) Okay, let's start over. I apologize. I was completely out of line, and I'm sorry. I have no right to talk to you like that, or tell you hat you can't do.
GAMZEE: Aww, no worries!
EQUIUS: It's not my place. Your habits notwithstanding, I am lesser than you. An inferior.
GAMZEE: Hahaha, okay.
EQUIUS: Don't you understand that you're better than me? Can you please act like it? I'm not even commanding it, just politely requesting... I guess.
GAMZEE: Okay, I can try, but man O don't know if I know how to be like a [b]better[/i] motherfucker than any other motherfucker.
EQUIUS:(sighs) Look, it isn't that difficult. Try to be cognizant of your desires and needs, and attempt to regard those around you as simple vehicles meant to bring about your gratification.
GAMZEE: Wow, what?
SFX: Game noises, trollian message, crash? Not quite sure, because I don't know what happened to make Equius say "sounds like." thoughts? (probably game noises)
EQUIUS:(pauses) What are you doing?
GAMZEE: uhhhh....
EQUIUS: Right now. It sounds as if you have begun playing with the red team. Is this true?
GAMZEE: Yeah! Fuck yeah, I'm all up in the fuckin' shit of this wicked mystical motherfucker. I bonked an imp on the head with a club, and then a little later I scared one with a horn. I'm smiling like a motherfucker here!
EQUIUS: Good. This is very good. It really pleases me to hear tales of physical subjugation. I presume these were lesesr beings, toiling in the lower ranks of some hierarchy?
GAMZEE: Well, yeah, the're underlings. And there's some... subjuglation involved for fuckin' sure! But now we kind of settled down and me and the imps are sharin' some pie. ...The motherfuckers are pretty dope, actually; I like them.
EQUIUS: Okay. It pleases me considerable less to hear things like that, but I've already stated I have no right to be disappointed by your conduct, so I will try to control myself.
GAMZEE: Aw shit, bro, I don't want to be all like to disappoint you! What can I do to make a brother fuckin' shape his shit up? If I could make you smile it'd be the best fuckin' miracle I ever did part of. Honk, honk, honk! (laughs a bit)
EQUIUS: ...Hmm... would it be too muck to ask... for you to... maybe... boss me around, a little?
GAMZEE: Uhh.... you mean like role playing?
EQUIUS: If it would help to couch it in those terms, then yeah, I guess so. (quickly) But not the especially juvenile kind. Let's keep it serious and professional.
GAMZEE: I'll try, but I'm not much fuckin' any good at it I think.
EQUIUS: Just.. say anything. As long as it's authoritative.
GAMZEE: Okay. Uh... hey you, don't go near the motherfuckin' ocean, cause I all told you not to a bunch of times! Shit is straight up dangerous, and I'm getting my harsh on about it.
EQUIUS: Hmm... decent. I don't live near the ocean though, so it's hard to immerse myself in the scenario.
GAMZEE: Alright, well, what aren't you all not supposed to do? What kind of mischeif do you get your bad fuckin' self up to?
EQUIUS: I do so many bad things. Just awful things. I'm incredibly impudent and a superior needs to put me in my place.
GAMZEE: Umm... okay, well... don't be doin' all those bad fuckin' things bro!
EQUIUS: Yes. Yes, that's good. Like that.
GAMZEE: Cut that shit out, I'm so meaning this! (laughs)
EQUIUS:Excellent. Now tell me this, highblood. I've been roughhousing a little too hard lately. I've made a bit of a mess and anyone in a position authority would surely be cross about it.
GAMZEE: Motherfucker, what you doing with that percent sign you gone typed?
EQUIUS:Cross.
GAMZEE: Ohhhhh.
EQUIUS: What do you make of it? This wretched behavior.
GAMZEE:(groans) Fuck man, I am so motherfuckin' salty about all that business you said! Fuuuuuck, I'm like all moving my mouth and the wicked noise is coming out in the frontiest way possible. And it's going at your direction, cause that's the direction to fuckin' be angry at!
EQUIUS: Yes. So. good. I am presently whipped into a state of contrition, one befitting of our class disparity. But I'm starting to perspire again so it's best that we stop. Thank you for indulging me.
GAMZEE: Haha, no problem bro. It's cool we could be all up and motherfuckin open up a little bit with each other. Like bros. If there's stuff you want to get off your chest dude, like I said fuckin' here for a motherfucker. Kind of like a miracle, how it's always there? It Never goes away, you know?
EQUIUS: No. But I comprehend the sentiment. I have lots of thoughts, but they're difficult to communicate. ...If you'll listen.
GAMZEE: Sure! You're making me grin like a motherfucker with your open thoughts, man.
EQUIUS: Honestly, I'm confused by the social order.
GAMZEE: Man, me too. I don't know what of fuckin' what color is what, so I don't bother with thinkin' on that motherfucker.
EQUIUS: See, that's what I mean. How is it possible for one of your distinction to be so ignorant and loathsome, whearas a member of the most abject, veminous bloodline of all can conduct herself with such... grace and possess nothing but admirable mannerisms... I find these striking juxtapositions perplexing, and I confess strangely intoxicating. I wonder if I have gone mad... to form such a pact with her...
GAMZEE: Wow, I got no fuckin' clue what you're talking about. Who is she?
EQUIUS: I shouldn't be talking about this. You're the enemy.
SFX: Trollian message end
Feel free to edit that because I kind of barely know what I'm doing.
WOops
I ain't no sfx goy
Timeline Management and misc vocal sfx
But I guess i could go find some.
Also, I am about to have about 200GB free because I am re-formatting a Hard Drive Partition that got busted.
Woah hey I go to sleep and suddenly there's like a billion things happening. Cool. Wow, I honestly have no idea what I want to do for this thing. I guess some sort of editor? And what exactly is a line producer?
Writers -> Head Writer -> Editors -> Head Editor -> Head Writer
Our permanent IRC home is irc.skaia.net, channel #MSPlayers. You can get there via the Mibbit Link or through the IRC client of your choice.
VEGGIEBLT WROTE THIS!:
Narrator: There comes a day in every troll's life where they shall be thrown away from their respiteblocks, and into the adventure of a lifetime. An adventure that will test their minds, bodies, souls, and sanities as they travel their world in hopes of saving it. Together, a group of 12 young trolls must learn to....
Nepita: Ascend
Tavros: Attack
Vriska: Advance
Equius: Agreive
Terizi: Abjure
Karkat: and Agress!
Narrator: in order to survive the trials of
(collection of characters saying it all at the same time): Hivebent, the Radio Play
Doc Scratch: a production of the mspa forums
e: And i quote, Solaris:
SOUND EFFECT VOICE
Solaris < pretty sure if anyone else auditions for this, Solaris will find them and kill them
Okay guys, quick update here, and I'm going to be making a superbig infodump post soon, as well as an updated audition sheet.
CASTING WILL BEGIN A WEEK AFTER CA AND CC'S OFFICIAL INTRODUCTIONS.
What we have seen so far is simply their appearance. We need names and stuff about their personality before you guys can legitimately record auditions for those characters, and we're giving you a week after that to submit everything before the casting happens.
I WILL WARN YOU A WEEK BEFORE THE AUDITION DEADLINE. I will warn you every day leading up to this. When we know when this is going down, you will know when this is going down.
More information tomorrow, as it's late tonight and I have work in the morning. But guys, this Radio Play? It is SO HAPPENING.