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4 yrs ago
Current Smarty Jones... Just... Consider removing the 'Smarty' part of your name if you're going to try and kick up a side-argument here, there's no reason for that. Otherwise, let's just move on.
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4 yrs ago
People don't tend to think about rules when in disputes. Instead, just point out that whoever stops arguing first gets to see the other make a fool of themselves if they going after it all stopped.
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4 yrs ago
The best part about being on the Guild this long is that nowadays, I can sit back and chuckle as the newcomers try to start a fight an instead get all the old hands ganging up on them. Popcorn for me.
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5 yrs ago
Got my first covid vaccination today. I was terrified, but the staff there were very well trained and things went well.
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5 yrs ago
Every few minutes playing Mass Effect: Legendary Edition, I tear up from the memories. It's not often you get a game that truly pulls at the same heartstrings as your childhood playthrough's once did.
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*Raises hand* A question, when will you be opening the IC?
I'll be throwing my bit of interest in here.
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Jennifer begins to giggle like a maniac, looking up at Sam with eyes that looked playful and happy through her now depolarized visor. In full battle-ready armour, she was still a tiny bit shorter than the boy, by about a centimeter. Out of armour, she'd be about an inch and a quarter shorter. "Yes, yes. Unless you want to join me in there." By the time she had finished that sentence, she was crying out with laughter. She let go of Sam, and made her own way -quickly- into a changing room.

By the time Jennifer walked out of the changing room, which was not long later, her face was entirely red. Her armour was off, and she was wearing an aqua colored shirt and tight, equally colored jeans. Red boots that reached just below her calves clanged as if the bottoms of them were made of metal (which they, in fact, were), and her green cap turned as she looked around as if she was never there before. Jennifer walks her way back over to Sam, and folds her arms. Like this, Jennifer was very pretty, and her shy smile complimented this. "S-Sorry, you probably know that was the meds." She says, before thinking to herself, the military grade meds.
Jennifer heard something, and peeked over the cover, both pistols raised, aiming straight at Sam. Quickly, she lowered her guns. Now that the fighting was over, announced by Fury himself, the adrenaline was dripping away and she moaned in pain. "I'm... Alright, I'm alright. The bullet went straight through." She says, gripping her arm. "Shit... Hud... Meds..." A section of her leg armour opened, revealing a small cylindrical container with a tiny pipe. She took the end of the pipe, inserted it into her arm (where the wound was) and thumbed a button next to the cylinder. She gasped in pain as her arm was pumped with a sealing foam, pushing her hand against Sam's chest to keep herself steady as the painful-but-helpful foam was pumped into her. Once it was done, she looked up at Sam, and she hugged him. The meds had made her very hyper and happy in order to take her mind off of the pain. "It's okay, Sammy boy, it's okay." She giggles.
Jennifer smiled as Mystique appeared and then disappeared, however this smile quickly turned into a frown as Sam's minigun turned to track her. She quickly obeyed Sam, diving out of the way as a hail of bullets sped her way. Someone else tried to help, putting Blob in front of her as a flesh shield. "That's not gonna help! At the rate those bullets are going, the bullets are going to-" She didn't get to finish the last part of her sentence. The bullets tore through Blob, and she was forced to dive again out of the way. A trio of bullets caught her. The first pair pinged off of her armour, however the last one tore through a slightly less armoured section and went through her arm. Fortunately, it came out, the other side, and it didn't hit anything major. She didn't even notice, she just continued normally, skidding behind some cover from the bullets. Only then did she hear the triple-beep alert, and a display of her body appear in the corner of her HUD, showing her that she was injured. She shrugged it off, too pumped with adrenaline to notice the pain.
"I'll shoot who I want! It'll be easier for both of us to take her!" Jennifer calls out, and tries to shoot again. But... There were two of him? She couldn't work out which was which. They both sounded the same, too, and she didn't know what to do, either! Don't shoot either of us? That could be a bluff. Shoot her, that might be one, or it might be the truth! She shook her head, but then suddenly thought of something. If one was fake, that meant one didn't really have armour and a suit, but the other one did, right? And the suit looked tough enough to take shots. "Hud, display damage factors," She says, before aiming one of her pistols at one Iron Assassin, the other pistol at the second. She fired both ways, dropping several bullets into both of the targets.
Jennifer lets out a sigh, but blinks suddenly as the mutants appear. Now, isn't that convenient? The girl thinks to herself, turning to face the new foes as her visor depolarized. Sam had recommended that they each pick a target, however Jennifer thought otherwise. Two on one was better than one on one. It would mean they could take targets out of the fight faster in order to help each other. "Pistols," She says, and her armour obeys, sliding back a bracer. She grabbed both pistols in one hand, tossing one to her other as the bracer slid back into place. She begins to fire at Mystique, side-skipping so she wasn't a still target.
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PS: I totally forgot to ask, can I take my character's age down one year?


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