Volume and Weight

Started by jcljules, December 15, 2008, 12:26:08 PM

Alright, there is something wrong with 1.Arm's system of measurements... everything is measured solely by its weight, and not how much space it can take up. This is a problem--because I figured out just yesterday that I can fit an entire broom, nearly half the height of a human, into my hand-sized pipe.  :o
I realize this would probably be impossible to fix since there are just so many items in the database... but would this possibly be changed in 2.Arm? Or would it be too hard?

I guess its not a huge deal if its not there. But you have to trust players like me not to experiment with putting brooms in pipes.
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Quote from: jcljules on December 15, 2008, 12:26:08 PM
I realize this would probably be impossible to fix since there are just so many items in the database... but would this possibly be changed in 2.Arm?

Yes. This has already been addressed in the blog. I'd find you a more specific link, but you can dig through it as well as I.
There is no general doctrine which is not capable of eating out our morality if unchecked by the deep-seated habit of direct fellow-feeling with individual fellow-men. -George Eliot

Oh. Great!
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How else are you supposed to keep your pipes clean?
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You go south and one of the other directions that isn't north.  That is seriously the limit of my geographical knowledge of Arm.
Sarge?

Quote from: Thunkkin on December 15, 2008, 12:51:53 PM
How else are you supposed to keep your pipes clean?

Eat more loafs of dark, fibrous bread.
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There is no Archimedes in Zalanthas.

Quote from: Synthesis on December 15, 2008, 02:35:00 PM
Quote from: Thunkkin on December 15, 2008, 12:51:53 PM
How else are you supposed to keep your pipes clean?

Eat more loafs of dark, fibrous bread.

Oh.

THOSE pipes.
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Quote from: lordcooper
You go south and one of the other directions that isn't north.  That is seriously the limit of my geographical knowledge of Arm.
Sarge?

Those pipes!?!

Jcljules WTF are you doing in your PC's apartment!?!?  :o
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LOL. Dude, I'm cracking the fuck up, I can't believe you tried sticking a broom in a pipe, that's awesome. ;D I wish I could have seen that.
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Did you just call one of us a dick?

I'm just sort of wondering what the IC justifaction was myself  ;D
"Last night a moth came to my bed
and filled my tired weary head
with horrid tales of you, I can't believe it's true.
But then the lampshade smiled at me -
It said believe, it said believe.
I want you to know it's nothing personal."

The Chosen

Quote from: Shiroi Tsuki on December 15, 2008, 07:55:15 PM
I'm just sort of wondering what the IC justifaction was myself  ;D

I just noticed that the broom weighed one stone and the pipe could fit one stone. So... I had to. Wouldn't you? It was offpeak, damnit  :-[
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I picture your character as a half-giant now for some reason =p

QuoteThe large, stupid-looking half-giant somehow manages to wedge a broom through a pipe by brute strength.

Holding up his broom-wedged-pipe, the large, stupid-looking half-giant says in sirihish:
     "Guys!  Hey guys!  It's all clean, but how do I get the broom out now?!"
"Last night a moth came to my bed
and filled my tired weary head
with horrid tales of you, I can't believe it's true.
But then the lampshade smiled at me -
It said believe, it said believe.
I want you to know it's nothing personal."

The Chosen

Quote from: Shiroi Tsuki on December 15, 2008, 08:55:04 PM
I picture your character as a half-giant now for some reason =p

QuoteThe large, stupid-looking half-giant somehow manages to wedge a broom through a pipe by brute strength.

Holding up his broom-wedged-pipe, the large, stupid-looking half-giant says in sirihish:
     "Guys!  Hey guys!  It's all clean, but how do I get the broom out now?!"

Heh. Nah, this was just my OOC stupidity/curiosity. My character wouldn't try to wedge a broom into a pipe.
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(10:00:49 PM) Gimf: Yes, you sentence? I sentence often.

I wasn't really being serious  ;)
"Last night a moth came to my bed
and filled my tired weary head
with horrid tales of you, I can't believe it's true.
But then the lampshade smiled at me -
It said believe, it said believe.
I want you to know it's nothing personal."

The Chosen

> look pack
> look spear (assessingly)
> put spear pack
> say (in an approving tone) Stretchy, ain't it?
The sword is sharp, the spear is long,
The arrow swift, the Gate is strong.
The heart is bold that looks on gold;
The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong.

With things like that, I just emote that the spear is like, sticking out of the top flap or strapped to the outside of the pack or something.

It's not such a big deal.
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I play this game to pretend to chop muthafuckaz up with bone swords.
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Quote from: VanthSynthesis, you scare me a little bit.

I emote fitting everything into my character's pocket.
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Oh my god he's still rocking the sandwich.

Quote from: Synthesis on December 16, 2008, 04:59:46 PM
With things like that, I just emote that the spear is like, sticking out of the top flap or strapped to the outside of the pack or something.

It's not such a big deal.

Or strapped to the side or top of the pack, since we don't currently have any capabilities to do that independently.  (This has already been discussed somewhere else, though.)
"Last night a moth came to my bed
and filled my tired weary head
with horrid tales of you, I can't believe it's true.
But then the lampshade smiled at me -
It said believe, it said believe.
I want you to know it's nothing personal."

The Chosen