BizarreMonkey
Member
Late beyond belief for my introductory thread... but these things often slip my mind, since I've achieved a bit of a rapport with this site, I figure it's time I give you all a proper introduction and in the event you need to contact me, you can...
Introduction Time!
Greetings everyone, I am Bizarre Monkey, commonly shortened to Biz. I am an aspiring ever-diligent game designer and developer. If you know me already, awesome! If not: It is my pleasure to present to you a vaudevillian introduction of sorts, so allow me in place of the more commonplace simplicity to propose the personality of this odd little monkey to whom you now speak.
Boom! In bipolar cartoon brilliance you behold the Bizarre Monkey, begrudged as both blessing and beast by the bureaucracy of belittlement. This being no blindfold of bi-linearity, is a bastion of the Byrne bloodline, now bereft... banished. However! This benevolent rebound by a bygone brigand now stands bold and has betrothed to banish these banal blobs of bile who blatantly behest the banishment of brigands who battle the bearers of befouled benediction.
The only battle is for bi-linearity, a breach... held as a boon if not in blood for the behest and benediction of such shall one day benefit the bizarre and the brilliant.
Ehehehehe... but beyond this barrage of bewildering babble allow me to add that it is my very great honor to meet you and you may call me Biz.
No idea what I just said? Congratulations, you know me!
It's sort of become a part of my reputation to absolutely bewilder people, and as my egregious vocabulary stands as both a benefit and hindrance to my friends, so shall you stand as a benefit and hindrance to me. You cannot possibly hope to understand how amazing I am, only I can!
But alas, this is all a load of bull, you see behind this brilliant prattling lies a sad existence. I am just as human as you are, and while I may talk like I have dined at gods table and shared in hells pleasures... I fully realize that it's all an act, but it is fun to be smug. You will find it at first to be intoxicating if not headache-inducing, but you will later come to appreciate it, and possibly share in it.
Wow, stop looking at the fucking dictionary you NERD and talk like a human being.
I am allowed to do whatever I want, if I indulge in behaviour you deem contemptible, it is because I am a free range cock, but it turns out to be ridiculous how free-range I am, like if you took America's illusion of Free speech and amplified it to a degree in which no insult was insulting anymore, that's how free range I am. My Hen saw me hatch, wanted nothing to do with this insufferable little prat, kicked me to the curb, and let this wild child go apeshit and now no one even has any idea what I'm doing anymore.
However, for the most part I don't need to look up the dictionary, I'm just excessively verbose. You'll have to forgive the weighty advantage I pose over your mushy little cavity some may possess enough courtesy to call a brain, it is not my fault you are so illiterate.
Okay, reading all this text provided nothing in the way of exposition, what is your goal here?
To make games, watch you go banang over said games, and also just have some fun with my fellow nerds. Did you know I'm all about silly antics? Who'da thunk it, eh?
You seem different to when you were here two years ago or something.
Ahaha, you mean... that time when I asked Dargor to update his party changer script?
I have grown a lot since then, it was back then that I still had faith in being nice and believed in courtesy.
That was my young gullible naivety playing the cards, that naivety is mostly gone. But I still like talking to my fellow nerd, even if from your point of view, you might as well be talking to an alien. I become less indecipherable the more I talk, whilst here, I have contributed only to matters which interest or benefit my growth as a developer, I am going to be a bit more sociable now.
You make games? Here I thought your job all along was to be an annoying pile of shit.
For your information: My job is to be annoying and throw piles of shit, you aren't as blind as I made you think you were. Game development for the time being is a hobby. However I will take this thinly veiled invitation to dump all my glorious shit on you.
This is stupid, go back to making games.
Oho but I don't simply make games...
I CONJURE THIS FANTASTICAL UNIVERSE FROM THE OVERSTIMULATED NEURONS OF OVER FIFTY THOUSAND IMAGINATIVE LEPRECHAUNS. I FEED THE EVER-EXPANDING IDEA LOOM WITH SILKEN CONCEPTS WOVEN FROM THE PAST AND RE-IMAGINED WITH ANOTHER 30 FIBRES OF INVIGORATION. IT IS THIS LOOM WHICH CONJURES MY FLYING CARPET OF SENSUAL TITILLATION. AND IT IS WHEN THAT CARPET COMES TO LIFE THAT IT WILL LIFT ITS CORNER, AND FLAP ITS ROLLS SEDUCTIVELY... IT WILL TAKE YOU ON A SPECTACULAR EVER-TWISTING RIDE THROUGH MY UNIVERSE AND AFTER ITS MAGNIFICENT FLIGHT, THE DUST THAT SETTLES WILL ARREST THE EYES OF AN ORNERY OLD SENATOR, LOOSENING THE VICE GRIP HE HAS AFFIXED AROUND YOUR CAPTIVE MINDS... AHAHAHA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAHAHA!
Stop being ambiguous, tell me the meat of this monkey.
Okay.
I dropped out of school when I was fifteen, I hated society, and in an 8 year exile I found a key to the world I had left behind, a key that not only allowed me back into the world, but served as training wheels to adjust to the social conduct of it. I learned that not all humans are obnoxious piles of trash... just most of them are!
During these times of solitude I was never without entertainment... I had ideas, so many ideas. I wanted to share my ideas with the world, but the world made it hard... or so I naively thought.
The Internet set me up, the world. The internet... upon it's discovery by me, slowly but surely changed my life. From a brooding angsty teenager to this fickle little idiot who you now read the post of. (congratulations if you got this far, by the way!)
The time away from the world tended to serve as a staging ground to set up a bit of the landscaping for my ideas, early on I made cardboard models, later I made stuffed toys and oven-baked clay figurines.
But the computer, the world of digital development, is where I went nuts. It should be noted that, while I am a phenomenal writer now, I used to be quite bad at it. Writing isn't my only trade skill, I'm at least competent with art, hectic with eventing and good at video editing as well. The talents I lack for now are coding, and even more so, musical composition. I do however intend to rectify those in the coming year.
If anyone asked me to describe my upbringing in one word I'd say to not be such a twat but if pushed I'd have to go with contrary. My mother is an amazing parent, and no matter what my interest she's always been happy for me to pursue it, I expected that when I suggested video game design even she would be skeptical. But in a streak of compassion, she again endorsed my attempts to shine, my brother hasn't really ever approved, not because of the concept that I want to make games, but that I used RPG Maker as a means to do so.
I say contrary because from what I've heard people aren't usually endorsed when they say 'I want to maek gaem', they are laughed at. My Mum is the coolest Mum, eat it nerdz. (b' - ')b
Anyway, that silly shit aside, I wouldn't taste anything a person would consider success until Pi Day of 2011. The 14th of March is when I would release Intelligence. In 2012, the 11th of July, I would release Hellcat, these would both receive awards 'Of the Year' for their stellar debuts.
Menagerie would be released on the 12th of December 2013, and Win VX.net Game of the Year shortly afterwards. My friend Amerk put it best... "Bizarre Monkey has some unique ideas that-- while not always perfectly implemented, sort of give his games a creative edge over other games made with RPG Maker."
Holy hell you don't stop talking do you?
If you got this far, then it shows that I am at least entertaining. It has always been a flaw I have possessed, my social anxiety has never matured to a point where it recognizes when it would be in my best interest to shut my whore mouth. It can be frustrating, even ingratiating to realize that sometimes I am boring people to their wits end by proactively talking. But here it's a choice, so it's different. You can choose not to read my walls... and I can continue to be passive-aggressive about it... but since you have read this far, it means that you have been entertained enough to keep going.
I've seen your name before, but you keep changing avatar... how many have you gone through?
A lot.
I was at first just a pixelly simian, then a british monkey with a top hat, cane and monocle, then an Australian Monkey with a wide-brimmed hat, polar shades and aussie clothing, then I was a pirate with a couple neat changes to my outfit at some points, I've also been a jedi with a pink lightsaber, a christmassy festive motherfucker, a free-range popcorn enthusiast, and a south park canadian worthy monkey.
All those and others viewable in the link above.
I take it all back, you are awesome and I want to be your friend, how can we be friends, is that a thing we can be?
It is definitely a thing we can be, and should be. We were meant for each other, in some way or another.
Just get skype, add me as 'bizarremonkey', if you hate Skype for no justifiable reason, I'm also on steam as 'bizarremonkey99'.
Keep in mind that if you want to broach a topic, you'll need to take initiative. I like talking, but I need a topic, you dig?
I'm a bit nervous with new people, try your best to not be intimidated, if I start talking at 320 mph and fail to use capitalization then you've reached the friendship, it means I am talking like a maniac while paying no regard to my style of typing. It means I am relaxed and being me, if this happens even just once, you've got me, it is at that stage that we are entrenched in this bitch, together... for the long haul. We are committed to being the two most dongerest derpa-herpers that ever diddled the donger.
Um, wow. Even for me this is an impractical introduction, welp, whatever. Gonna just roll with it.
Introduction Time!
Greetings everyone, I am Bizarre Monkey, commonly shortened to Biz. I am an aspiring ever-diligent game designer and developer. If you know me already, awesome! If not: It is my pleasure to present to you a vaudevillian introduction of sorts, so allow me in place of the more commonplace simplicity to propose the personality of this odd little monkey to whom you now speak.
Boom! In bipolar cartoon brilliance you behold the Bizarre Monkey, begrudged as both blessing and beast by the bureaucracy of belittlement. This being no blindfold of bi-linearity, is a bastion of the Byrne bloodline, now bereft... banished. However! This benevolent rebound by a bygone brigand now stands bold and has betrothed to banish these banal blobs of bile who blatantly behest the banishment of brigands who battle the bearers of befouled benediction.
The only battle is for bi-linearity, a breach... held as a boon if not in blood for the behest and benediction of such shall one day benefit the bizarre and the brilliant.
Ehehehehe... but beyond this barrage of bewildering babble allow me to add that it is my very great honor to meet you and you may call me Biz.
No idea what I just said? Congratulations, you know me!
It's sort of become a part of my reputation to absolutely bewilder people, and as my egregious vocabulary stands as both a benefit and hindrance to my friends, so shall you stand as a benefit and hindrance to me. You cannot possibly hope to understand how amazing I am, only I can!
But alas, this is all a load of bull, you see behind this brilliant prattling lies a sad existence. I am just as human as you are, and while I may talk like I have dined at gods table and shared in hells pleasures... I fully realize that it's all an act, but it is fun to be smug. You will find it at first to be intoxicating if not headache-inducing, but you will later come to appreciate it, and possibly share in it.
Wow, stop looking at the fucking dictionary you NERD and talk like a human being.
I am allowed to do whatever I want, if I indulge in behaviour you deem contemptible, it is because I am a free range cock, but it turns out to be ridiculous how free-range I am, like if you took America's illusion of Free speech and amplified it to a degree in which no insult was insulting anymore, that's how free range I am. My Hen saw me hatch, wanted nothing to do with this insufferable little prat, kicked me to the curb, and let this wild child go apeshit and now no one even has any idea what I'm doing anymore.
However, for the most part I don't need to look up the dictionary, I'm just excessively verbose. You'll have to forgive the weighty advantage I pose over your mushy little cavity some may possess enough courtesy to call a brain, it is not my fault you are so illiterate.
Okay, reading all this text provided nothing in the way of exposition, what is your goal here?
To make games, watch you go banang over said games, and also just have some fun with my fellow nerds. Did you know I'm all about silly antics? Who'da thunk it, eh?
You seem different to when you were here two years ago or something.
Ahaha, you mean... that time when I asked Dargor to update his party changer script?
I have grown a lot since then, it was back then that I still had faith in being nice and believed in courtesy.
That was my young gullible naivety playing the cards, that naivety is mostly gone. But I still like talking to my fellow nerd, even if from your point of view, you might as well be talking to an alien. I become less indecipherable the more I talk, whilst here, I have contributed only to matters which interest or benefit my growth as a developer, I am going to be a bit more sociable now.
You make games? Here I thought your job all along was to be an annoying pile of shit.
For your information: My job is to be annoying and throw piles of shit, you aren't as blind as I made you think you were. Game development for the time being is a hobby. However I will take this thinly veiled invitation to dump all my glorious shit on you.
This is stupid, go back to making games.
Oho but I don't simply make games...
I CONJURE THIS FANTASTICAL UNIVERSE FROM THE OVERSTIMULATED NEURONS OF OVER FIFTY THOUSAND IMAGINATIVE LEPRECHAUNS. I FEED THE EVER-EXPANDING IDEA LOOM WITH SILKEN CONCEPTS WOVEN FROM THE PAST AND RE-IMAGINED WITH ANOTHER 30 FIBRES OF INVIGORATION. IT IS THIS LOOM WHICH CONJURES MY FLYING CARPET OF SENSUAL TITILLATION. AND IT IS WHEN THAT CARPET COMES TO LIFE THAT IT WILL LIFT ITS CORNER, AND FLAP ITS ROLLS SEDUCTIVELY... IT WILL TAKE YOU ON A SPECTACULAR EVER-TWISTING RIDE THROUGH MY UNIVERSE AND AFTER ITS MAGNIFICENT FLIGHT, THE DUST THAT SETTLES WILL ARREST THE EYES OF AN ORNERY OLD SENATOR, LOOSENING THE VICE GRIP HE HAS AFFIXED AROUND YOUR CAPTIVE MINDS... AHAHAHA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAHAHA!
Stop being ambiguous, tell me the meat of this monkey.
Okay.
I dropped out of school when I was fifteen, I hated society, and in an 8 year exile I found a key to the world I had left behind, a key that not only allowed me back into the world, but served as training wheels to adjust to the social conduct of it. I learned that not all humans are obnoxious piles of trash... just most of them are!
During these times of solitude I was never without entertainment... I had ideas, so many ideas. I wanted to share my ideas with the world, but the world made it hard... or so I naively thought.
The Internet set me up, the world. The internet... upon it's discovery by me, slowly but surely changed my life. From a brooding angsty teenager to this fickle little idiot who you now read the post of. (congratulations if you got this far, by the way!)
The time away from the world tended to serve as a staging ground to set up a bit of the landscaping for my ideas, early on I made cardboard models, later I made stuffed toys and oven-baked clay figurines.
But the computer, the world of digital development, is where I went nuts. It should be noted that, while I am a phenomenal writer now, I used to be quite bad at it. Writing isn't my only trade skill, I'm at least competent with art, hectic with eventing and good at video editing as well. The talents I lack for now are coding, and even more so, musical composition. I do however intend to rectify those in the coming year.
If anyone asked me to describe my upbringing in one word I'd say to not be such a twat but if pushed I'd have to go with contrary. My mother is an amazing parent, and no matter what my interest she's always been happy for me to pursue it, I expected that when I suggested video game design even she would be skeptical. But in a streak of compassion, she again endorsed my attempts to shine, my brother hasn't really ever approved, not because of the concept that I want to make games, but that I used RPG Maker as a means to do so.
I say contrary because from what I've heard people aren't usually endorsed when they say 'I want to maek gaem', they are laughed at. My Mum is the coolest Mum, eat it nerdz. (b' - ')b
Anyway, that silly shit aside, I wouldn't taste anything a person would consider success until Pi Day of 2011. The 14th of March is when I would release Intelligence. In 2012, the 11th of July, I would release Hellcat, these would both receive awards 'Of the Year' for their stellar debuts.
Menagerie would be released on the 12th of December 2013, and Win VX.net Game of the Year shortly afterwards. My friend Amerk put it best... "Bizarre Monkey has some unique ideas that-- while not always perfectly implemented, sort of give his games a creative edge over other games made with RPG Maker."
Holy hell you don't stop talking do you?
If you got this far, then it shows that I am at least entertaining. It has always been a flaw I have possessed, my social anxiety has never matured to a point where it recognizes when it would be in my best interest to shut my whore mouth. It can be frustrating, even ingratiating to realize that sometimes I am boring people to their wits end by proactively talking. But here it's a choice, so it's different. You can choose not to read my walls... and I can continue to be passive-aggressive about it... but since you have read this far, it means that you have been entertained enough to keep going.
I've seen your name before, but you keep changing avatar... how many have you gone through?
A lot.
I was at first just a pixelly simian, then a british monkey with a top hat, cane and monocle, then an Australian Monkey with a wide-brimmed hat, polar shades and aussie clothing, then I was a pirate with a couple neat changes to my outfit at some points, I've also been a jedi with a pink lightsaber, a christmassy festive motherfucker, a free-range popcorn enthusiast, and a south park canadian worthy monkey.
All those and others viewable in the link above.
I take it all back, you are awesome and I want to be your friend, how can we be friends, is that a thing we can be?
It is definitely a thing we can be, and should be. We were meant for each other, in some way or another.
Just get skype, add me as 'bizarremonkey', if you hate Skype for no justifiable reason, I'm also on steam as 'bizarremonkey99'.
Keep in mind that if you want to broach a topic, you'll need to take initiative. I like talking, but I need a topic, you dig?
I'm a bit nervous with new people, try your best to not be intimidated, if I start talking at 320 mph and fail to use capitalization then you've reached the friendship, it means I am talking like a maniac while paying no regard to my style of typing. It means I am relaxed and being me, if this happens even just once, you've got me, it is at that stage that we are entrenched in this bitch, together... for the long haul. We are committed to being the two most dongerest derpa-herpers that ever diddled the donger.
Um, wow. Even for me this is an impractical introduction, welp, whatever. Gonna just roll with it.
