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Current You'd think after like 15 years I'd stop feeling like a fraud when writing posts but I still do which is both a statement on my self confidence and a compliment to how good my partners are as writers
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5 mos ago
Why are you talking about Final Fantasy 10 like that
5 mos ago
Final Fantasy 13 is a top five entry in the franchise but ya'll still ain't ready to have that conversation
6 mos ago
This Bears/Packers game is gonna make me believe in the power of Chicago Pope
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6 mos ago
The older I get the more I start to think BBQ potato chips are the worst flavor, actually.
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Look, I got lost on the way to getting some jajangmyeon and it'd be foolish to leave now.

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Upon arriving back at her manor, Valerie wasted no time in heading to her hidden lair dedicated to The Countess. Specifically, her workshop where modifications and upgrades were applied to her bodysuit. She turned on the lights and the circular platform in the center of the room spun to life, lighting up a computer monitor that began displaying numerical data. Her bodysuit was in a closet of sorts, though it was a closet that had some manner of technological devices coursing through its internal designs. Valerie stood over the circular monitor, her fingers gingerly tapping a few keys.

"Not even going to change out of your social clothes?" Came Nicky's voice from the entrance to the workshop. "It's late, Countess," Nicky knew the rules. In the lair, she was referred to as Countess. "And unless you were planning on doing some nefarious deeds tomorrow, you can wait on adding the upgrade to the suit. It needs to go to your optics anyway. If I were you, I'd look into a cute pair of glasses to modify. I'm sure your new nurse friend would find you irresistible in glasses. Maybe she's got a thing for that. Like you have a thing for -"

"Shut it, Nicky." Countess shot back. The details of her 'things' remained hers and hers alone, and Nicky would not mention it. "I'm not adding the infrared tonight. I'm gathering the data from my fight today."

"Oh, Countess, what would you do without me?" Nicky stepped forward and tossed a small binder on top of the circular monitor. "I went ahead and got all that data while you were out exploring the world of singles socialization. Of course, once I get more info on your nemesis the data will be better. But for now, I think you'll be glad to know that the only real damage today was pride."

"Pride? Nicky, please, I've been doing this villain thing for years. Ending things on a draw does nothing to hurt my pride. The fact that she let me go just proves that she's bound by morals just like every other idiot in spandex. But, on that matter, I'm going to need you to keep as many press away from the Statue of Liberty as you can." Valerie pressed a button on the circular monitor and it hummed off. She picked up the binder and cradled it under her arm.

"I'll need a date, but that's fine. Indulge my curiosity?"

"I intend to show Stripper Girl that you can't save everyone."

"I see. And what's the point in that? I thought you were above meaningless displays of villainy."

"Because, Nicky, I feel like making a statement. Get some sleep. And tell a servant to wake me up at seven thirty."

Nicky offered a friendly bow as The Countess walked past, leaving the workshop behind. She hit the lights on her way up and entered her room. It was quite bare considering the fact that she was living in luxury. A simple queen sized bed. A television mounted on the wall. A connected bathroom. Carpeting. A workdesk pressed against a wall. There was a poster of a policewoman hanging above her bed.

Valerie tossed the binder onto her bed, entered her bathroom, and showered and cleaned herself. Stepping out of the bathroom in her sleeping attire, she picked up the binder, turned on the television for white noise, and before she could finish the report, she was asleep.
I am super glad that the characters are latching onto Amy's whole coffee thing. Super glad.

Also I'm gonna post up my actress character tomorrow.
CirusArvennicus said
I just throught Fabri might like to do something, but that doesn't seem to be the case... so I guess I'll just move along. = 3=


I'll do something. Tomorrow, since I am plum tired from work today.

That goes for our thing too, Sailor
ReaptheMusic said
*snoring, jolts awake* ugh... what.. whatd i miss?


You and I are making our way to the inn room~
Amy's Relationships are finished.

Also, I'm gonna make an actress because I feel like a good supporting actress is always crucial.

And because our movie totally needs an antagonist female character.
I hope that was fine
UnendingEmpire said
Vehicular combat at its best and funniest, Cel Damage is a GameCube racer/fighter game about toons (cartoon characters, though all original to the game) getting in their unique vehicles and abusing the laws of cartoons to beat the hell out of each other. Eat through an opponent's bulldozer with your woodchipper if you want, or fire off some heat-seeking missiles. Maybe you'll throw a cleaver and chop 'em in half! Since they're toons, they'll just get right back up again, ready to kick ass and take names. While there's not too much resembling a plot, that can be a good thing in a fighting game, especially one as over-the-top hilarious as Cel Damage. It would also seem there was a PS2 copy entitled Cel Damage Overdrive. In the event that this explanation fails to properly create an image for you, there's also of the PS2 version of this game. Let it be known that there are some differences in gameplay between the two different games.


I don't know if you know this, but Cel Damage is getting an HD re-release for the PS3, PS4, and Vita some time this week.

Mecha said
Saints Row is pretty overlooked thanks to GTA. I have no idea why everyone hated SR4 so much. Granted it didn't have so much gang shit and was in same old Steelport, but it was still a broken, insane mess. In a good way.


By the time SR3 came out, it had differentiated itself enough from GTA to be its own thing. And leagues better than both GTA 4 and 5. As far as 4 goes, it was just the natural extension of the crazy shit that you could do in 3. I will always love SR 4 just because I could fly around and cause mayhem with this song blaring. More open world games need to embrace the out-of-car music thing.
The Unity entered into the atmosphere of Benry under the smooth guidance of its helmsman. Rayne was glad that the turian - she had already forgotten the name he gave her, was called away. For one, she was rolling her eyes at his persistence, and for two she was simply glad that he didn't have time to bother her. Especially not when she was about to fly towards the first destination. The commanding officer had input the co-ordinates for the colony of Benry. Rayne had never been. Though the Alliance often sent her on rescue flights for their black ops troops, rarely did she get to this corner of the Terminus Systems.

"Arrival in two," Rayne spoke into the intercom, patched directly to the away team. Pulling out the Benry militia. Simple. A routine rescue, hit the ground, secure the troops, get back to the L.Z. Alliance ran this op in training, and she was fairly sure the troops aboard the Unity were up to the simple task. Or else they'd not be on the return flight. A blinking red signal on the Unity's console caused Rayne to bring her eyes to the light source. And then quickly back towards the windows.

"Drop is hot, away team. Repeat, drop is hot." Rayne took a deep breath and continued on the course. The landing zone was home to cannibals, she couldn't get an accurate number but it was less than a full squadron. If Reaper forces even had squadrons. One of the cannibals spotted the Unity and opened its maw, letting out an alerting scream to the troops that were busy living up to their cannibal designation. The troops in the drop zone began shooting towards the Unity. Rayne gritted her teeth and flew past the landing, tilting the ship to the left to avoid blasts - which ones she didn't avoid hit the kinetic barriers.

"I'm gonna circle to the back of the colony. Ground team, you're gonna need to secure an L.Z. for extraction, I'm not flying your asses out while having to watch my own. Approaching drop in thirty."

Rayne dropped the Unity low, hovering over a flat tract of land near the back of the colony. She doubted it would stay devoid of Reapers for long, but that's what the ground team was for. "Clear for drop, ground team."
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