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2 yrs ago
Current The dot over a lowercase i and j has a name! It's called a tittle, which is a noun meaning "a tiny amount or part of something". Like the dot over an i or a j.
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2 yrs ago
Cows don't leave the slaughterhouse, steaks do.
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3 yrs ago
Empty your mind. Be formless, shapeless, like water Put water into a cup, becomes the cup Put water into a teapot, becomes the teapot Water can flow or drip or crash Be water, my friend --Bruce Lee
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3 yrs ago
The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don’t.
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3 yrs ago
Mr. Clark, your daughter is a very good kisser.
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I am a veteran of the United States Army and the US Army National Guard. I spent three years on Active Duty serving in the 4th Infantry Division (Mechanized) at Ft. Carson, CO and 3rd Armor Division at Kirch Göns, West Germany. I spent 18 years in the Army National Guard with the 26th Infantry Division "Yankee" and 29th Infantry Division (Light), "The Blue and the Gray". I was deployed to Bosnia-Herzegovina with the 29th ID (L) in 2001 - 2002. I have also been reading military history articles and books for over 49 years. I do prefer Military Role Plays over all other genres, primarily because I have a vast knowledge on the subject to include personal experiences. At the very least, my characters are always veterans.

I have been writing for pleasure for at least 35+ years, but only got into forum-based Role Playing about fifteen years ago. I do enjoy Nation Role Plays and get into minute detail when designing my military. The only reason I enjoy excruciating detail in my militaries is because for me, it is fun. My education and experience on this subject afford me the insight to see the depth of the structure. It is not just a General and a large pile of soldiers. If someone wants assistance in designing an army, navy, or air force, please send me a PM. I will help. Please specify what level (echelon) or depth you would like me to go. When I say echelon, I mean Army, Corps, Division, Brigade/Regiment, Battalion/Squadron, Company/Troop/Battery, Platoon, and Squad/Section.

When I was a student in High School, I used to play Dungeons & Dragons (Edition 1 & 2). Later editions came out after I quit that game. Recently, I have been DMing a 5e campaign of my creation for my son and his friends. 5e is so much less cumbersome than earlier editions of D&D. I do have an interest in Tolkien-esque fantasy-styled Role Plays as well. Time travel has always been a fun genre for me, but to do it well, one must have a firm grasp of historical facts. I love doing this form of role play, especially since I have a solid foundation on the past.

There are only a few fanfictions I will participate in; Star Wars and Star Trek are two of them. I want to do an exclusively Klingon RP one of these days. I also avoid Canon characters.

I have real-world martial arts experience. I would love to write an RP about hand-to-hand combat, no fantasy magic chit, just hands elbows, knees, and feet. Maybe the occasional head butt thrown in to mix things up. I trained in Krav Maga for six and a half years. I earned a first-degree black belt in Krav Maga on 3 June 2017.

Krav Maga is an Israeli martial art form that employs practical self-defense techniques drawing forms & techniques from Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, and Taekwando. It is very brutal, demanding, and aggressive. During the seven years I trained, I have bruised two ribs, sustained several muscle pulls, and various lacerations and bruises over my body. I have received a sprained ankle and a fractured wrist. Before the first black belt test, I received a bone bruise to my right shin; where my roundhouse kicks impact. Yet, I am stupid enough to continue training. [Regardless of the physical pain, it is more fun than any other physical activity I have engaged in. Fortunately, the bone bruise healed up prior to the third and final test. EDIT: I did leave the sport over four years ago. :(]

Almost two years ago I completed my first novel, a science fiction set in the 24th century. It focuses on a Private Military Corporation solely employed by the earth government. I started a second book in November 2022 and hope to work on that this summer when I have more time.

Send me a PM for a Role Play or if you would like to see what sort of an army I could build for you.

--Gunther (AKA: Old School)



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Kichirō Takagi, Kaganja


The young woman walked away. There was something about her…Kichirō just felt he would see her again. He quickly turned away and faced the fish monger. “Do you know where I might locate the Herbalist or the alchemist? Or potion master in this settlement?”

“Aye,” the man reeked of the sea. He was at least fifteen years senior to the Arkanan Monk, with a bulbous figure. Undoubtedly equal parts sinew and cellulite. Quite possible the sinews were hardened from a life at sea and carrying the extra weight around. People tend to discredit overweight figures with weakness, but they do conceal muscle. They are both located two streets west of here about three hundred yards down on the left.” What wasn’t said was the two businesses were neighbors. Since one relied on the other, it only made sense the two had a shared existence.

“Did I hear that woman ask you about Zemida Naakesh Kaanada?”

“Aye. He is raising an army to deal with the fractured state of affairs here in Baneghoran society.” The fishmonger started a coughing fit. He was at wise enough to turn his head away from his wares.

“Where might I find this Zemida Kaanada?”

“His estate occupies the lands where the ruined fort, one of the earliest buildings in this land. You can find him there.”

“Thank you, sayidi,” Kichirō bowed with his hands pressed in front of him. His eyes remained on the man with a slight approving smile pursing his lips.

Within ten minutes, he was in front of the Herbalist shop, which was in fact adjacent to the alchemist shop. These businesses were located indoors, wooden buildings rather than hasty stands and tents with people clamoring all around.

The door was slightly stuck, causing him to appear hesitant. A swift and hearty push caused him to stumble inwards.

“I do need to get that door fixed,” a thin dark featured man with a bad case of crows’ feet lamented upon Kichirō’s entrance. “How may I be of service to you, Sayidi?” The man spoke Equarish eloquently. His dialect was much more refined than the man from Arkana.

“Thank you. I was wondering if you had any powdered puffer fish extract and a bottle or two of seaweed extract?” Kichirō asked.

Without skipping a beat, the thin businessman jumped into action. He clapped his hands together as he stepped to the side. “Why yes, of course,” he drew Kichirō’s attention to a row of vials on a shelf to the man’s left and then waved a hand over a display table containing the powdered fish liver.

Kichirō stepped forward to view the items. He could tell right away they were exactly what he was looking for.

“Suitengu's Surge and Strike of Flowing Waters, I presume?”

Kichirō snapped his head towards the man, initially in surprise that he knew what the items would be used for, but then assumed the man had met monks like himself before. The monk smiled, “you are good. Do you remember every spell component?’

“It is my business.” The man then charged him a few coins for his purchase and Kichiro left to find the Zemida Kaanada.

Within twenty minutes or more, he was entering the grounds containing Kaanada’s estate.
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