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10 yrs ago
Current My Italian friend just asked me if it's true that all Americans are fat. I'm offended but I can't stop laughing.
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10 yrs ago
I always respond to OOC tags within 10 minutes, but I respond to PMs within 10 days. I don't know why- I suppose it's just because PMs are so easy to brush aside and forget about
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10 yrs ago
I don't have any finals, but everyone else having finals is slowing down my RPs. Second-hand busyness.
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10 yrs ago
I know it's time to go to bed, because I just started wondering if maybe the whole universe is a single cell on some alien's ass
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10 yrs ago
If a tree falls in the woods and Fox news isn't around to see it, is it still Obama's fault?
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I like to write things collaboratively.

And in the end, isn't that all you need to know to RP with me?

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This is starting to sound really cool.
I'm also ready to start the mission
Ignore this post
Potentially interested
Aaron had arrived before many of the other crew members wearing his black cloth-like carbon fiber suit with medical scanners attached to the underside of the wrist(so he could keep track of everyone near him during missions) and various first-aid and medical supplies in a pack strapped to his back. Other than his small ion gun (which also served medical purposes, ironically), he carried little in the way of actual combat. He was sure the others in the assault team would come armed to the teeth and complaining they didn't have room for more, but that was all for the better. He was still inexplicably nervous about going into this mission.

He had stood towards beside the entry and watched the others come in one by one. Each one he stopped by the door and asked to scan their vitals quickly, as was his tradition. He noticed Acacia's makeup and briefly wondered what a Hissho would look like wearing makeup. Not very good, he thought with a little shiver at the imagery. He almost laughed when he noticed that Gideon had stolen the clothes he'd seen Jason wear a few times, and was he was once again thankful he had been placed in assault.

Aaron joined those in the ship after he had scanned everyone and all the others had gathered up. "Does anyone have any injuries I should know about? If so, tell me now."
So, have we already left for the mission?
Interested.

Also, if my vote counts for anything I think the Panspermia Theory idea is more interesting, but I like this RP either way.
Arthanus said
lol so much hate for the SSA they aren't that bad


Yes they are (jk).

By the way, Tripwire, I hope you don't mind that I assumed Gen's anatomy was strange. I figured because he was a half-breed there would be some complications.
Aaron had sat silently most the meeting, content to follow so long as he could get something done. He had moved his observant glare back and forth across the room, attempting, as usual, to imagine how he would work on any of them should they be hurt during the coarse of the mission. Aaron found his gaze lingering on two in particular: Genesis and Ogre. The former he examined closely out of worry for what would happen to him should he become truly injured, he knew Genesis possessed magica (which may help), but he still wasn't sure he could save the hybrid in a real life or death (smaller injuries notwithstanding) situation due to his strange anatomy. When Aaron had first joined the Mercenary group he scanned all of the members with a medical device intended to give a rough schematic of both the anatomy and genetic factors of the target, and the way Genesis was made was so strange and random that Aaron could swear it was intentionally designed to confuse him. So, needless to say, he was secretly very thankful Gen would be in the less-dangerous infiltration group.

Ogre, however, Aaron stared at with much less concern and much more contempt. Ogre, the "berserker", was too bold in the eyes of Aaron and would certainly be fatally wounded due to his rashness at some point. It hadn't happened yet, and by that Aaron was impressed, but he was still sure it was coming soon. He had learned, however, to trust the skills of both Jason and Ogre, and he knew he was probably just being paranoid, but he just had a feeling that someone was going to get hurt during this mission. Four enemies simply grouping up in the same room like they're getting in line for an executioner was just too easy. Something was going to stab them, or explode them, or eat them...

He was shook from his thoughts by the sound of both Ogre and Jason excusing themselves to prepare for the mission. "Ah," he said in his usual but unintentional growl, "I should probably be going as well." He stood to excuse himself and was waiting, fully armored, in his the hanger with his ray and supplies within ten minutes.
Alright, I got something up. I know it's short but hopefully I left a good opportunity for others to respond.
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