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3 yrs ago
Current @Potemking: I feel as though you may have a masochistic compulsion. I've broken many a controller over Soulsborne games.
3 yrs ago
*Has a feeling Jones reads too many romance novels*
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3 yrs ago
Redguards are technically the Arabians of Tamriel, so wouldn't shouting "Haji" make more sense? No disrespect to my Muslim buddies out there, just sayin'.
3 yrs ago
[2] It can also be effective in subverting the person's expectations. Take for instance Spec Ops: The Line. Looks like a boring military shooter, but is actually a grim look into the horrors of war.
3 yrs ago
[1]The 'cover' is meant to entice the person into partaking of the medium, just as an album cover would intrigue someone into listening to the music.

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I'm a human, so there.

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My RP life is starting to mimic my social life

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Anna





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She was never one for the holidays, the mute, Russian redhead, but after everything...she just wanted to get away. Lugging her guitar case in one hand and a duffel bag full of clothes and her vintage Polaroid in the other, she stepped off the bus onto the snowy, festive streets of the cozy little hamlet in the mountains. Stromm Village looked like one of those pitcuresque postcards you get every time around this season, snow laden houses and tiny little shops and cafes, the village park all dolled up with colorful lights and candy canes and all that joyful stuff...

It was like a scene that belonged inside some cheap two dollar snowglobe. In other words, cynical Anna wasn't buying their Tis the Season bullshit.

Besides, she wasn't here for holiday cheer...but for an escape.
@NPC I'd be interested in Cop x Criminal FxF
REPENT! THE END DRAWS NEAR! SOON THERE WILL BE NO INTERNET FOR ANYONE! YOUR DANK MEMES AND SPAM WILL BE BUT A THING OF THE PAST! TURN AWAY I SAY! AWAY FROM YOUR VILE SINS! EMBRACE THE TEACHINGS OF-

Oh hey, we're still here.
A guy walks up to a bar and tells the bartender, "Oh God, I think I just did the sickest thing ever."

"What?" Asks the bartender.

The man answers, "I had sex with one of my patients today."

The bartender laughs, "My cousin used to do that too when he was a doctor! No big deal."

Then the man looks up and says, "You don't understand. I'm a veterinarian!"
Kid on skates beats jackasses with a bat
So...long winded intro aside, if you're interested, PM me for details! ^_^ My secretary will be sure I get your message while I'm playing ping pong with the Chinese Prime Minister. Won't you, Patches?



"You know what it is that I do for a living, and now that you do, I cannot let you live."





It was years since you survived the bloody massacre of your family. Don Lucio Greone was one of the most powerful men in the city, and your father dared to cross him. For that, he paid dearly. You watched in horror, a scared little child hiding under the bed, as your mother, father, and two siblings were gunned down by Greone's men. Years later, after several painful therapy sessions, several restless nights tossing and turning, haunted by nightmares of that awful, gruesome tragedy, you were finally able to move on, but still...the hatred, the resentment burned deep inside of you. One day, you would have your revenge.

And then you met her. She was your neighbor, Valerie DuMare, a seemingly normal and charming woman. She was kind, generous. The two of you developed a friendship, which was common among good neighbors, but what you didn't know was Valerie was harboring a deadly secret. That you were living next door to a highly trained assassin.

If someone wanted somebody dead, they called her. Her fee was not cheap, but she was worth every penny. She knew the ins and outs of the criminal underbelly, all the big players and the small fish, and beneath her seemingly mundane suburban home in her basement, there lied an arsenal to her disposal.

You had no idea of the killer living beside you, that is until one night, you mistakenly witnessed her carrying out one of her contracts. You were afraid. You knew deep in your heart you were a target now, but perhaps...

Perhaps instead of killing you, she could help you...help you achieve that long sought after goal...of revenge. And so, you beg her to teach you her ways, to train you to be a killer like her. She is reluctant at first, refusing to pass on her deadly art to another, but like you, she has long since suffered the loss of her loved ones at the hands of another...and desires to see them pay.

And so you band together, carving a bloody path through the city, searching for those who have wronged you. Those you and her will one day kill.
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