EnigmatikSweet. That means the MG32 is still a go, along with the rest of my gear. Time to find cars.
Dannyrulx
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Don't. Call. Me. A. Goat.
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10 yrs ago
Obligitary 'what is love' reference. *Starts jamming along to the damn good song.*
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10 yrs ago
I think I've found the right humour level for this forum. Brutal stabbings = OK, drug references = not OK. Good to know.
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10 yrs ago
Hands up if you want a way to move PM's into different folders en masse.
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10 yrs ago
I have come to another conclusion: If someone survives the first lot of stabbings, stab them again because you really don't need a witness to your attempted murder.
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10 yrs ago
If someone survives the first lot of stabbing, stab them again because they're clearly a witch and need to be killed.
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Just a stranger in a strange land... Nah, not really. Born in SA, Moved to the UK. Warhammer 40K fanatic and devourer of sci-fi and fantasy fiction, loves 20th century history.
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Oh, and a question, since I've started to watch the anime, how will costumes be handled?
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10 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
"Unknown Contagion" sounds like "we really don't want to say anything bad, but she got crotchrot, let's be honest."
@Rob The weeaboo in all of us is coming out. What have you done?!
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10 yrs ago
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As was befitting Cadians, Angelika and her squad had risen early in order to be fully prepared, and stood on the deck, a new company standard limply hanging from the end of a pole in front of her. She had been given instructions that her entire team were to receive training in explosives to form what was known to Cadians as an 'explosive suicide squadron,' but nonetheless she had high hopes. Her team were veterans, and had steady hands and steadier minds, training them into a well-drilled squad of demolitions experts would take time, but not a huge amount of training overhaul. The twins would remain a heavy-weapons team, their autocannon having been replaced by a heavy bolter, all the better to shred light infantry, although that was the extent of the changes.
She watched as a Steel Legion veteran marched in, declaring that he was the new commander. Steel Legionnaires were hard motherfuckers, it had to be said, but she had never seen a more devastating mechanised infantry group than those that were pumped out of that Emperor-forsaken world. Hell, they were almost as good as the Cadians! She grinned a bit, before the smile faded on her face. The nutjob militiaman-turned guardsman had come back, @Andreyich, and this time, he had a new gigantic phallic symbol.
She shifted her positioning slightly, although the bugger was about six foot taller than her, she reckoned she could take him on in a fight: this time, as the squad had been told to come in full combat formation, she had taken the time to put her heavy flamer on, and given it a clean so the end was shiny and polished. She ignited the pilot light at the front of the barrel and shifted so it could be seen by the taller man, and turned, the mechanism that attached the flag to the twin fuel tanks causing it to shift and murmur as it did so, before she let out a wide grin.
"Hey," she whispered, "Seems to me like you're seriously overcompensating for something with that. Normally, most people put it down and stop playing with it every once in a while."
She watched as a Steel Legion veteran marched in, declaring that he was the new commander. Steel Legionnaires were hard motherfuckers, it had to be said, but she had never seen a more devastating mechanised infantry group than those that were pumped out of that Emperor-forsaken world. Hell, they were almost as good as the Cadians! She grinned a bit, before the smile faded on her face. The nutjob militiaman-turned guardsman had come back, @Andreyich, and this time, he had a new gigantic phallic symbol.
She shifted her positioning slightly, although the bugger was about six foot taller than her, she reckoned she could take him on in a fight: this time, as the squad had been told to come in full combat formation, she had taken the time to put her heavy flamer on, and given it a clean so the end was shiny and polished. She ignited the pilot light at the front of the barrel and shifted so it could be seen by the taller man, and turned, the mechanism that attached the flag to the twin fuel tanks causing it to shift and murmur as it did so, before she let out a wide grin.
"Hey," she whispered, "Seems to me like you're seriously overcompensating for something with that. Normally, most people put it down and stop playing with it every once in a while."
*pulls back chamber on bolt pistol*
Let's go tech-raiding boys and girls.
Let's go tech-raiding boys and girls.
Buffed out her history and personality a bit more. Don't know how much detail it'll go into, but this is her, pretty much.
I am shipping so hard already.
*Squees*
*Squees*
SHIIIIIIIIIIIIP
*coughs*
I said nothing.
*coughs*
I said nothing.
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10 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
@Dannyrulx as in literally any disease lolExactly!
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