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TGFT Complaint Form Mk2
NEW & IMPROVED! NOW WITH MORE FIELDS!
And now with more updates since 9/2/4442.
It is ever more evident that you just love my forms.
Fill in the the Primary, Secondary, and Tertiary fields from the provided listings.
Primary:
A = Administrative Office
B = Business Ventures
C = Combat Division
D = Diplomatic Affairs
F = Forms Lair
I = Industrial Operations
P = Public Relations Office
R = Recruiting Department
X = Not Specified: [Insert Primary]
Secondary:
C3P0 = Current Policy
O0O0 = Ongoing Operations
F4P5 = Future Plans
ZZ9P = Other
Tertiary:
276 = Complaint
709 = Demand
100 = Inquiry
000 = Suggestion
444 = Other
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Form Address: [Primary] - [Secondary] - [Tertiary]
- Name: [Insert Name]
- Description: [Insert Description]
- Suggestions: [Insert Suggestions]
- Do you require compensation? [YES/NO/MAYBE]
- - Desired compensation: [Insert Compensation]
- Comments: [Insert Comments]
- Form User Satisfaction Index Rating:
[ ] Impressed
[ ] Satisfied
[ ] Indifferent
[ ] Dissatisfied
[ ] Disappointed
[ ] Pleasantly Green
[ ] Worrisome Red
[ ] Fidgety Blue
[ ] Bashfully Yellow
[ ] Boisterous Grey
[ ] [Insert Rating]
- Introspective Personal Satisfaction Index Rating:
[ ] High Esteem
[ ] Adequate
[ ] Low Esteem
[ ] Envious
[ ] Loathsome
[ ] Overjoyed
[ ] [Insert Rating]
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Maniacally yours,
Surbius Bondevo
For all your daily form needs use TGFT Forms™. I promise I don't read them. Satisfaction guaranteed or your time back.¹
¹ - Illusions are nonrefundable.²
² - Time is an illusion.³
³ - Lunchtime doubly so.∞
∞ - So long and thanks for all the time.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Submission List:
Nahin Lor - F - C3P0 - 000
Surbius Bondevo - B - O0O0 - 709
Nithadreal - A - ZZP9 - 276
LeberMac - F - C3P0 - 100
Surbius Bondevo - P - C3P0 - 276
And now with more updates since 9/2/4442.
It is ever more evident that you just love my forms.
Fill in the the Primary, Secondary, and Tertiary fields from the provided listings.
Primary:
A = Administrative Office
B = Business Ventures
C = Combat Division
D = Diplomatic Affairs
F = Forms Lair
I = Industrial Operations
P = Public Relations Office
R = Recruiting Department
X = Not Specified: [Insert Primary]
Secondary:
C3P0 = Current Policy
O0O0 = Ongoing Operations
F4P5 = Future Plans
ZZ9P = Other
Tertiary:
276 = Complaint
709 = Demand
100 = Inquiry
000 = Suggestion
444 = Other
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Form Address: [Primary] - [Secondary] - [Tertiary]
- Name: [Insert Name]
- Description: [Insert Description]
- Suggestions: [Insert Suggestions]
- Do you require compensation? [YES/NO/MAYBE]
- - Desired compensation: [Insert Compensation]
- Comments: [Insert Comments]
- Form User Satisfaction Index Rating:
[ ] Impressed
[ ] Satisfied
[ ] Indifferent
[ ] Dissatisfied
[ ] Disappointed
[ ] Pleasantly Green
[ ] Worrisome Red
[ ] Fidgety Blue
[ ] Bashfully Yellow
[ ] Boisterous Grey
[ ] [Insert Rating]
- Introspective Personal Satisfaction Index Rating:
[ ] High Esteem
[ ] Adequate
[ ] Low Esteem
[ ] Envious
[ ] Loathsome
[ ] Overjoyed
[ ] [Insert Rating]
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Maniacally yours,
Surbius Bondevo
For all your daily form needs use TGFT Forms™. I promise I don't read them. Satisfaction guaranteed or your time back.¹
¹ - Illusions are nonrefundable.²
² - Time is an illusion.³
³ - Lunchtime doubly so.∞
∞ - So long and thanks for all the time.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Submission List:
Nahin Lor - F - C3P0 - 000
Surbius Bondevo - B - O0O0 - 709
Nithadreal - A - ZZP9 - 276
LeberMac - F - C3P0 - 100
Surbius Bondevo - P - C3P0 - 276
Form Address: F - C3P0 - 000
- Name: Nahin Lor
- Description: The current form user satisfaction index is flawed.
- Suggestions: Alter to [Insert 0 thru 11 (0 being 'High Satisfaction' and 11 being 'High Satisfaction')]
- Do you require compensation? Yes
- - Desired compensation: Samoflange
- Comments: One cannot be dissatisfied with this form.
- Form User Satisfaction Index: 12
- Name: Nahin Lor
- Description: The current form user satisfaction index is flawed.
- Suggestions: Alter to [Insert 0 thru 11 (0 being 'High Satisfaction' and 11 being 'High Satisfaction')]
- Do you require compensation? Yes
- - Desired compensation: Samoflange
- Comments: One cannot be dissatisfied with this form.
- Form User Satisfaction Index: 12
Form Address: B - O0O0 - 709
- Name: Surbius Bondevo
- Description: Lack of convoys and mining ops.
- Suggestions: More convoys and mining ops.
- Do you require compensation? MAYBE
- - Desired compensation: Guppy Gunboats
- Comments: Where do you keep the keys to the heliomists brewery?
- Form User Satisfaction Index Rating:
[X] Pleasantly Green
- Introspective Personal Satisfaction Index Rating:
[X] Flopples
- Name: Surbius Bondevo
- Description: Lack of convoys and mining ops.
- Suggestions: More convoys and mining ops.
- Do you require compensation? MAYBE
- - Desired compensation: Guppy Gunboats
- Comments: Where do you keep the keys to the heliomists brewery?
- Form User Satisfaction Index Rating:
[X] Pleasantly Green
- Introspective Personal Satisfaction Index Rating:
[X] Flopples
-Form: A-ZZP9-276/709
-Name: Nithadreal
-Description: K10 is a bureaucratic nightmare.
-Suggestion: Behead yer receptionist, fix yer damn vending machine.
-Compensation: [x] YES
-Desired compensation: My credstick + a moth full o' serco ale.
-Comments: Upon wrapping up some FAMY business in Helios, I came across Hortan's "Miner" hat, floating amongst his girls. Feeling that I could get the great river of karma to flow my way for a change, and since I had work to do in UIT anyway, decided to be decent and deliver the hat personally to your offices at k10. Immediately upon my arrival I was met with more paperwork than I have ever had to fill out in my life just to dock and get directions to your office. After an hour of writing, I gave up. I just followed the first fat green shirted knuckle-dragger I came across, and sure enough he went straight to your offices. I then had the great displeasure of meeting your receptionist. A sloth-like whale of a women, who smelled of rotten synth cheese. She asks me to take a number, and hands me another stack of forms. The number ticket machine is out of paper, so she tells me to keep "1234.65-5" in my head, and that I will be called shortly. I say "I am just delivering this hat". And in response she gives me an even bigger stack of forms, and says that all deliveries must have additional paperwork attatched. She then places a "gone smoking" sign up and leaves me there for at least an hour. I became so bored that I even filled out some of the paperwork. Upon her return I demand to know why I haven't heard any number being called, and she informs me that the system will be down for a few days but I could wait if I wished. I then demanded she contact Hortan, and she refuses, but hands me the necessary forms. She then goes on another smoke break, and returns intoxicated. I loose my battle with anger and fountain enough paperwork to kill a small cow all over your waiting room, and string together a collection of curses unheard since the dark ages. Immune to my threats of death on her worthless life, she hands me THIS god damned complaint form. I just couldn't take it anymore. I stormed out. Got lost 7 times getting back to the dock. Full of rage, I decide I need alcohol before I can even consider flying. And your god damned vending machine ate my cred stick and refused me my serco ale. So now I HAVE HORTAN'S STUPID DAMN HAT, AND UNTIL I GET MY CRED STICK, AND AN ENTIRE HOLD FULL OF SERCO ALE, DELIVERED BY HIM ALONE TO MY OFFICE IN SEDINA D-14......its MY hat.
-Form user satisfaction index rating: [x] Boisterous Grey
-Introspective personal index rating: [X] loathsome.
-Name: Nithadreal
-Description: K10 is a bureaucratic nightmare.
-Suggestion: Behead yer receptionist, fix yer damn vending machine.
-Compensation: [x] YES
-Desired compensation: My credstick + a moth full o' serco ale.
-Comments: Upon wrapping up some FAMY business in Helios, I came across Hortan's "Miner" hat, floating amongst his girls. Feeling that I could get the great river of karma to flow my way for a change, and since I had work to do in UIT anyway, decided to be decent and deliver the hat personally to your offices at k10. Immediately upon my arrival I was met with more paperwork than I have ever had to fill out in my life just to dock and get directions to your office. After an hour of writing, I gave up. I just followed the first fat green shirted knuckle-dragger I came across, and sure enough he went straight to your offices. I then had the great displeasure of meeting your receptionist. A sloth-like whale of a women, who smelled of rotten synth cheese. She asks me to take a number, and hands me another stack of forms. The number ticket machine is out of paper, so she tells me to keep "1234.65-5" in my head, and that I will be called shortly. I say "I am just delivering this hat". And in response she gives me an even bigger stack of forms, and says that all deliveries must have additional paperwork attatched. She then places a "gone smoking" sign up and leaves me there for at least an hour. I became so bored that I even filled out some of the paperwork. Upon her return I demand to know why I haven't heard any number being called, and she informs me that the system will be down for a few days but I could wait if I wished. I then demanded she contact Hortan, and she refuses, but hands me the necessary forms. She then goes on another smoke break, and returns intoxicated. I loose my battle with anger and fountain enough paperwork to kill a small cow all over your waiting room, and string together a collection of curses unheard since the dark ages. Immune to my threats of death on her worthless life, she hands me THIS god damned complaint form. I just couldn't take it anymore. I stormed out. Got lost 7 times getting back to the dock. Full of rage, I decide I need alcohol before I can even consider flying. And your god damned vending machine ate my cred stick and refused me my serco ale. So now I HAVE HORTAN'S STUPID DAMN HAT, AND UNTIL I GET MY CRED STICK, AND AN ENTIRE HOLD FULL OF SERCO ALE, DELIVERED BY HIM ALONE TO MY OFFICE IN SEDINA D-14......its MY hat.
-Form user satisfaction index rating: [x] Boisterous Grey
-Introspective personal index rating: [X] loathsome.
heh
Me/ CLAPS
F-C3P0-100
Name: LeberMac
Description: Wheresh mah SPLEEN?
Suggestions: I suggest ye all gimme mah SPLEEN!
Do you require compensation? MAYBE
Desired compensation: SPLEEN
Comments: Saw the doc today for totally unrelated liver transplant and he casually mentioned that I'd been missing a spleen for several years. I'm fairly certain that some degenerate cut it outta me when I was napping in Corvus Hold, Doc says I need it for... reasons... and... where did you put it Surby damnit I know ye took it!
Form User Satisfaction Index Rating: Satisfied 6/10 would slightly recommend
Introspective Personal Satisfaction Index Rating: Loathsome 9/10 Pretty full of Loath
Name: LeberMac
Description: Wheresh mah SPLEEN?
Suggestions: I suggest ye all gimme mah SPLEEN!
Do you require compensation? MAYBE
Desired compensation: SPLEEN
Comments: Saw the doc today for totally unrelated liver transplant and he casually mentioned that I'd been missing a spleen for several years. I'm fairly certain that some degenerate cut it outta me when I was napping in Corvus Hold, Doc says I need it for... reasons... and... where did you put it Surby damnit I know ye took it!
Form User Satisfaction Index Rating: Satisfied 6/10 would slightly recommend
Introspective Personal Satisfaction Index Rating: Loathsome 9/10 Pretty full of Loath
Form Address: P - C3P0 - 276
- Name: Surbius Bondevo
- Description: There's been this ever present mob of people that have at one time or another gone to war against you that are demanding you to address something you've already addressed. Even though it's someone's particular propaganda they are adamant it's their own opinion they're espousing. They've gone to the extent to call you immoral and unethical because they can't get their collective hands off each others' dicks in the circlejerk storm they whipped themselves up into.
- Suggestions: Maybe you should kowtow and ask for forgiveness from the dick storm. It might appease it but it wont guarantee it'll stop jerking it. But, it will more than likely encourage the perpetually offended to feel more offended. I don't know, maybe you should disband, that might just for a moment get them all tuckered out. If anything it will give them pause before they latch on again and start pulling themselves into another spin and before you know it they'll be caught up in the circlejerk storm again.
- Do you require compensation? YES
- - Desired compensation: Access to the universal spy database the perpetually offended are rabid over. And, a bottle of fine Islay whisky to help weather the storm.
- Comments: Careful with your next step, you may be triggering the vulnerable vets out there.
- Form User Satisfaction Index Rating:
[X] Monstrously Clear
- Introspective Personal Satisfaction Index Rating:
[X] Too Sober For This Shit
- Name: Surbius Bondevo
- Description: There's been this ever present mob of people that have at one time or another gone to war against you that are demanding you to address something you've already addressed. Even though it's someone's particular propaganda they are adamant it's their own opinion they're espousing. They've gone to the extent to call you immoral and unethical because they can't get their collective hands off each others' dicks in the circlejerk storm they whipped themselves up into.
- Suggestions: Maybe you should kowtow and ask for forgiveness from the dick storm. It might appease it but it wont guarantee it'll stop jerking it. But, it will more than likely encourage the perpetually offended to feel more offended. I don't know, maybe you should disband, that might just for a moment get them all tuckered out. If anything it will give them pause before they latch on again and start pulling themselves into another spin and before you know it they'll be caught up in the circlejerk storm again.
- Do you require compensation? YES
- - Desired compensation: Access to the universal spy database the perpetually offended are rabid over. And, a bottle of fine Islay whisky to help weather the storm.
- Comments: Careful with your next step, you may be triggering the vulnerable vets out there.
- Form User Satisfaction Index Rating:
[X] Monstrously Clear
- Introspective Personal Satisfaction Index Rating:
[X] Too Sober For This Shit