Banned for making it a triple-decker sandwich banwich.
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9 days ago
Owning a pet and being the brave one in the room to keep them calm worked well enough to keep yourself calm. As being happy and calm is almost as infectious as fear.
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Hit that like button if more than a quarter of your annual income came from overtime-pay.
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Winter storm warning in April, plus power outtage, resorting to a gasoline-powered PC and internet connection. Sounds more metal than it is.
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One of the stranger cold-war films I've seen was a movie about the start of WW3 directed as though it were a western, set in Alaska.
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You'd be surprised by how much flavor and spice can go missing from a forum post if you remove all formatting.
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Bio
-There will be delays in replies. Largely due to working overtime, voluntary obligations; other RPs and online-things may compete for my attention.
'Bout me:
Started RPing (badly) back in '05, mostly doing nation-RPs with an emphasis on technology and strategy, later edging out to character-espionage and military-tactics before doing "less serious" character roleplays that were outside of the 2005-2008 continuity.
That's when I went to Dead-Frontier, and found the RP community there, joined a clan, did some pretty good roleplays and pretty much loosened-up my online-personality. When the clan-leader decided to move her RPs here, most of the clan followed.
Took a course in technical-writing back in '08, so now I may sometimes use the semicolon correctly.
In 2010 I dusted off the old nation-RP continuity I had, doing a few hetelia-esque RP-shenanigans there..
RP-Habbits: I tend to geek-out on little technical-details, and sometimes infer how those details would impact the background of the roleplay. Great for world-building, not so great when you had a perfectly good plotline and I just MacGyver it off the rails (though I usually er to the side of amusement, sometimes it creates very grim side-stories).
'Bout me:
Started RPing (badly) back in '05, mostly doing nation-RPs with an emphasis on technology and strategy, later edging out to character-espionage and military-tactics before doing "less serious" character roleplays that were outside of the 2005-2008 continuity.
That's when I went to Dead-Frontier, and found the RP community there, joined a clan, did some pretty good roleplays and pretty much loosened-up my online-personality. When the clan-leader decided to move her RPs here, most of the clan followed.
Took a course in technical-writing back in '08, so now I may sometimes use the semicolon correctly.
In 2010 I dusted off the old nation-RP continuity I had, doing a few hetelia-esque RP-shenanigans there..
RP-Habbits: I tend to geek-out on little technical-details, and sometimes infer how those details would impact the background of the roleplay. Great for world-building, not so great when you had a perfectly good plotline and I just MacGyver it off the rails (though I usually er to the side of amusement, sometimes it creates very grim side-stories).
Most Recent Posts
Granted, you get brought down and drown with me.
>I haz found a flotation device!
Kinda wishing I got paid to roleplay, rather than work, so that I may re-prioritize my time the way I want to.
>I haz found a flotation device!
Kinda wishing I got paid to roleplay, rather than work, so that I may re-prioritize my time the way I want to.
Update: seems my wish did come true.... is normal spring weather with a high of 70 and rain until it drops to 30.
-Oh, and tornadoes.
Granted: you are nicer, but only when nobody is around to appreciate it.
Wishing for more rain. I know I'm being greedy, since we've already got 5 of the next 7 days with rain.... but I do enjoy watching the college-kids trying to surf behind their daddy's pickup-truck.
-Oh, and tornadoes.
Granted: you are nicer, but only when nobody is around to appreciate it.
Wishing for more rain. I know I'm being greedy, since we've already got 5 of the next 7 days with rain.... but I do enjoy watching the college-kids trying to surf behind their daddy's pickup-truck.
Banned for not deserving a ban.
"No, Mr. Bond; I expect you to die."
and
"The emperor protects"
"Don't tell me the odds"
"Must go faster."
"I have a bad feeling about this."
and
"The emperor protects"
"Don't tell me the odds"
"Must go faster."
"I have a bad feeling about this."
Eldritch horror
Banned because it has been 10 days since your last ban.
>*Sings Delta Green to the tune of Chocolate Rain*
>*Sings Delta Green to the tune of Chocolate Rain*
You manage to go back, but get stuck in a Wisconsin Bluegrass festival.
(yes, there is banjo music even in the far-north... don't ask why...)
[Unrelated note, I may have promised someone a fist-fight over whether Wisconsin has better bluegrass than Michigan]
Kinda wishing it was a bit colder this summer... or at least less humid... Although freezing cold and wet is okay too...
(yes, there is banjo music even in the far-north... don't ask why...)
[Unrelated note, I may have promised someone a fist-fight over whether Wisconsin has better bluegrass than Michigan]
Kinda wishing it was a bit colder this summer... or at least less humid... Although freezing cold and wet is okay too...
Upon realizing they were going-down, Felix quickly took stock of the situation, kicked-out the door --and with a surprisingly great amount of ease for such a tiny powered-armor-- started pushing Luna, Maria and Lilliana out; knowing that they could fly/hover on their own and she could not afford to let anyone get trapped in the shock-absorbing wreckage that didn't have to be. She wasn't sure about Kaselith and her mech, and Azai was much too tired and exhausted to be counted-on in a fight.
She too had to disembark, although not fast as Eileen, she made up for this by taking time to try and make the best of her surroundings. Using grappling-lines, she snagged a pair of downed-trees and slingshot them and herself at the offending mecha that presented itself, brandishing the tree-trunks like hilariously oversized nunchuks that easily dwarfed her armor, which she flung furiously at Kaladia's mech, Stasis; replacing them with fresh tree trunks nearl as fast as her plasma-tentacles could obliterate them.
Just as the shuttle crashed, she heard Roxanne over the radio urging the others to get out of the wreck and prepare to defend themselves. To which she realized something: their comms were not being jammed.
She opened a line of comms with the ship with her chin: "Felix here. Request immediate kinetic orbital strike. Six Rods. Fire for effect on my position. Roxanne, expidite this request. Oh, and requesting all the graduates to provides immediate reinforcements," She then fumed quietly to herself, "But if that flounder finds out I'm asking for her help, I'm never going to live this down..."
It was a risk, but a calculated one. She knew from the execution-style death of the previous pilot that their foe liked to 'play' with her prey, it also helped that her own mecha was not only smaller than Stasis, but probable hit location of any of those orbital strikes was likely to hit and impale the larger of the two.
She just had to get Stasis to hold still and say "Aaaaaaaa!"
She too had to disembark, although not fast as Eileen, she made up for this by taking time to try and make the best of her surroundings. Using grappling-lines, she snagged a pair of downed-trees and slingshot them and herself at the offending mecha that presented itself, brandishing the tree-trunks like hilariously oversized nunchuks that easily dwarfed her armor, which she flung furiously at Kaladia's mech, Stasis; replacing them with fresh tree trunks nearl as fast as her plasma-tentacles could obliterate them.
Just as the shuttle crashed, she heard Roxanne over the radio urging the others to get out of the wreck and prepare to defend themselves. To which she realized something: their comms were not being jammed.
She opened a line of comms with the ship with her chin: "Felix here. Request immediate kinetic orbital strike. Six Rods. Fire for effect on my position. Roxanne, expidite this request. Oh, and requesting all the graduates to provides immediate reinforcements," She then fumed quietly to herself, "But if that flounder finds out I'm asking for her help, I'm never going to live this down..."
It was a risk, but a calculated one. She knew from the execution-style death of the previous pilot that their foe liked to 'play' with her prey, it also helped that her own mecha was not only smaller than Stasis, but probable hit location of any of those orbital strikes was likely to hit and impale the larger of the two.
She just had to get Stasis to hold still and say "Aaaaaaaa!"
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