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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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Not OOC! IC! xD Of course things are not bad OOC!
Yes, I and my character are both Scottish. Though, Scotland is obviously not as Belle described in real life. Though, that was backstory on it IC. xD
I try my best. Unless they purposefully try to annoy me by making me criticize something I know is bad, and they made bad on purpose.

P.S: I gave a little backstory in my post.
Belle listens, wondering who James was talking to, and who was talking to him. Mostly, she disliked the fact that James had a watchdog keeping an eye on what everyone was doing. Though when he began to talk to her, her passive lips turned to a small frown. Listening to what he had to say about spying, she sighs. "Captain," She says, referring to him as captain as he was her superior, and the captain of the ship. "I came from Scotland. Nowadays, there in Scotland, there is a lot of crime. Guns, knives, robbery, a lot of stuff. To live, you had to stay on your toes, and take whatever place you could in the gangs that swarmed." She sighs. "Did you ever hear of the Yasanctuar Battle? The government decided to call for help, and the Americans came. They tried everything, from assualt squads and tanks to smart-bomb strikes and orbital artillery. But the gangs had turnrd into one gang, just to fight this foe that was trying to take them down. They had too many roots, too many connections. Anything the Americans sent was destroyed by the newly formed Scottish military. They thought that the final resort of orbital bombing from ships in space could destroy them, but even they were destroyed by captured ships. In the end, a truce had to be made that the gangs could stay as they were as long as they attacked no other countries. Though this truce didn't stay within Scotland itself. Many people lived normally, many people lived poor, many gangs thrived. Though they wouldn't just be dominant in the middle of a street, they could still mug in alleys. The police still thrived around. Even the gangs knew how good it was to have a proper police force, though the gangs were normally left alone if they were in their own territory." Belle looks him in the eyes. "That's why I eavesdropped, sir. I've always had to. Saved my life more than once, sir. You know what's happening before it happens. I'll be damned if I have to stop it now, sir."
Well, while I am not a paid critic or anything (though I hope to be, as I am good at it), I am quite good at criticizing things. And generally, people dislike for their characters to be controlled by others. Think of if there was an assassin behind Belle. If she was made to look at, say, a random keypad at a door by another RPer, Belle would then be looking away from the assassin. Though, if Belle somehow knew the assassin was there, that would not be good, either. It's kinda like a balance. Be sure not to tip both ends.
Thank you, and nah, I don't mind. Everyone has to start somewhere, right? By the way, how did you know?
*Waves hands and salutes* I am.
You half fixed it. There are certainly still mis-names there.

Also, I have noticed a fair lot of you appear to be controlling Belle's reactions. Don't. I hate god-gaming. From now on, I shall be ignoring people who control her reactions/actions, or ignoring the reaction that you say she does. PS: The eye still functions as it would. It's just got an image in it.
Apparently people keep on getting Penny and Belle mixed up.
Belle listened closely to James and his briefing on the operation, and then smiles. Plenty pay. Belle takes a look around those in the room, and then sets his eyes on someone before he grins at her and shuts his faceplate. She blushes. Well, what was that about? She shrugs, before standing up. She turns her head to Penny, whispering to her to follow the guy who had grinned at her. Penny chirps, before taking off and slowly flapping after Artyem. Belle had a shared, wireless link with Penny, and she would soon look at what Penny sees. For now, she made her way to the cockpit. She wanted to see it, but she didn't know that James was there. When she peeked it, she cocked her head and leaned in the doorframe, silently watching him. Penny arrived outside of Artyem's room, and she looked through a tiny gap through the door. In one of her eyes, Belle watched Penny's vision, her other eye her own vision.
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