Hey guys, don't catch the flu. It sucks! - PSA from your friendly neighborhood Targaryen
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Our father's were evil men, all of us. They left the world worse than they found it. We're not going to do that, we're going to leave the world better than we found it - Daenerys Targaryen
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Time and space - time to be alone, space to move about - these may well become the great scarcities of tomorrow. - Edwin Way Teale
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Ever make a mistake so bad, that it hurts every time you just think of it? Ever wish you could go back in time and fix everything so you didn't hurt the one who matters most? Yeah, me too.
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Hail Hydra!
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Do not go gentle into that good night By: Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Rultaos said
Yes he did. However, The Kappas introduced themselves to Isaac first, plus he's been assigned as their Jedi leader so it's only natural that they need to show respect and await a response. Meaning if I did acknowledge Jason before Hillan's next post, it would be a very short-ass IC post as basically all they'll do is say "Hello, sir. Yes, we could use assistance." to Jason and turn back to Isaac. And I don't like short posts >_<. Don't worry though, they'll chat up Jason in my next IC once Hillan gets his up.
Sounds good.
I'm halfway tempted to make Jason bet them that he can get more kills with his shatter rifle than they can with the DC's in sniper mode. (Since commandos usually had interchangeable DC's that switch between sniper, assault rifle, to grenade launcher by turning the barrel and flipping up a certain scope.)
"This is not the demon. This is the human with the side effects of the father being a demon Lord. The demon, that is the monster my father created. You do not want to meet him. Me and him are one right now. Half-human, half-demon. That monster will emerge soon enough to wreck havoc upon my enemies, and my father shall perish by the blade. As for second chances, I need none. The path I walk is the one I choose. But I will contain myself. For that you have my word." The boy says before walking inside, letting his armor appear around him, save for the helmet.
"I have to go back to dauntless. I'll see you tomorrow." He says and gives Willow a deep kiss before reluctantly pulling away, they had managed to spend a day together
Jason took a breath and disappeared. Then with a resounding boom, and a bright flash he appeared in front of Gareth. The execution stand shattered to small splinters. Guards were thrown backwards into the crowds, and lit on fire. "People of the empire. This man is not the Heretic. None of those you killed under the order of your lord are not the Heretic. Take a long look. Because I AM the Heretic." He says and breaks Gareth's chains. "You owe me. Join my cause." He says to the man
"You wanted to speak with me?" Jason said. Trying to sound as polite as he could. He was wondering what the heck the beastman wanted to talk about. He wanted to get into that meeting seeing as that meeting meant a chance at actually getting out of this stupid place and on to where he could make a difference. Actually be able to help somebody and possibly take his revenge on his father
Slim Shady said
Thank you for showing me that... not really. But I'm glad you brought up that point that I'm dying to know. The lack of feminine population in this RP lol. Well... Hillan can be feminine, but he's still a male technically.
We do need females in this to. The testosterone levels are intense
[center][b][u]Do not go gentle into that good night
By: Dylan Thomas[/u][/b]
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.[/center]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><span class="bb-b"><span class="bb-u">Do not go gentle into that good night<br>By: Dylan Thomas</span></span><br><br>Do not go gentle into that good night,<br>Old age should burn and rave at close of day;<br>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br><br>Though wise men at their end know dark is right,<br>Because their words had forked no lightning they<br>Do not go gentle into that good night.<br><br>Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright<br>Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,<br>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br><br>Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,<br>And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,<br>Do not go gentle into that good night.<br><br>Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight<br>Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,<br>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br><br>And you, my father, there on the sad height,<br>Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.<br>Do not go gentle into that good night.<br>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.</div></div>
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