Robeatics said
You know, now I'm wondering: Are codpieces banned? Like, are they officially banned anywhere? Is it in the rules, specifically?
Now that is a question...
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Now that is a question...
Because they're skippable. So it doesn't matter if the ad is 16 minutes long because anyone who doesn't want to watch it only has to listen to the first five seconds of it.
Also, the ads are not specifically matched to certain videos. You know that, right? It's all selected by computer systems, which I doubt take into account the length of the actual video.
Also, the ads are not specifically matched to certain videos. You know that, right? It's all selected by computer systems, which I doubt take into account the length of the actual video.
idlehands said
Isn't that enough?
It could be worse...
idlehands said
This thread is thick with nerd.
Honestly the only even mildly nerdy thing here seems to be my roommate fangirling over Monty Python, so...
Raineh Daze said
When Vash and Archer finally have an ideal-off, it will be glorious.
My thoughts exactly. XD
idlehands said
I'm planning on Diez y Seis de Septembre celebrations here. Which just means a lot of tequila and watching Mexican celebrations on tv. Then we'll start planning Halloween.
I legitimately almost posted something along the lines of "September 16th is a Mexican holiday? Funny. That's my birthday" before remembering that my birthday is in October.
Clearly I'm much more tired than I thought I was.
People are planning for Halloween already?
Jeez. It's only early September.
Jeez. It's only early September.
Distracted even from the task of returning a dragon egg to its nest, Vash’s head spun around instantly as he heard Archer’s polearm snap the Ghost Rider’s head off — the gunman almost flinching at the sound. He watched on in shock and horror as the dragon effortlessly tossed the skeleton to the ground, crushing the remains as his flames were quickly extinguished. Face quickly shifting from one of shock to one of seething anger, Vash’s sharp eyes locked onto Archer as the killer ran out of the cave. He just couldn’t believe it. The thought that Archer would not only murder a sentient being but to murder a teammate — one whose size allowed them to hold back the massive beast that could’ve otherwise crushed any one of them. No way he would let Archer just walk away from the whole thing that easily. Vash turned, ready to chase after the man…
…Until the enormous dragon brought its gaze down onto the small outlaw, and Vash suddenly remembered what he’d been doing a moment ago. So suddenly that it almost seemed to startle him, as he nearly jumped when he glanced back down at the egg under his hand. Humbled by the creature’s presence, Vash’s rage subsided — at least for the moment — as he carefully secured the egg in its nest, the water that had doused the cave now almost completely gone. He then pulled his hands away from the nest slowly and carefully, cautious as to not make any sudden, potentially threatening moves that could enrage the beast again. Given everything that had happened, and what a dangerous position he was in, Vash felt incredibly relieved that the mother dragon seemed fairly calm — and not over-protective of a stranger’s hand on her young, as the wyvern seemed to understand his intentions. “Eheheh, good luck with the kids, ma’am!” Vash spoke nervously, shooting the wyvern an awkward smile as he moved towards the cave exit — first with a slow, calm walk, then gaining speed as he distanced himself more and more from the nest and the mother dragon, hastily scurrying out into the daylight.
Vash squinted as the sudden difference in light hit his eyes, and he quickly pushed his shades up further along the bridge of his nose in response. Glancing around the cave entrance, Vash needed a moment to re-orientate himself with everything going on — taking inventory of everyone in the group, making sure everyone had either successfully made it out of the cave or was following quickly behind, ensuring that no one else had been lost, and, speaking of which — especially confronting Archer about what had happened…
But he was distracted from all of this by the sight of a mountain-climbing feline explorer.
Vash tried not to let himself get too caught up by the idea of a talking, bipedal cat — stranger things had happened in this world already, after all — and instead tried to answer the cat’s question. “Well, actually, we were just-” But then he cut himself off as he became aware of something that, in all the chaos, he had not once considered since they met the wyvern. …We got the wrong dragon. He sighed. “Actually, yes, I think we are.” he answered. “That is, assuming he’s the ‘legendary dragon’ we were looking for. I don’t suppose you could help us locate him?” he asked, burying his emotions towards Archer for long enough at least to give the feline a friendly smile as he spoke.
…Until the enormous dragon brought its gaze down onto the small outlaw, and Vash suddenly remembered what he’d been doing a moment ago. So suddenly that it almost seemed to startle him, as he nearly jumped when he glanced back down at the egg under his hand. Humbled by the creature’s presence, Vash’s rage subsided — at least for the moment — as he carefully secured the egg in its nest, the water that had doused the cave now almost completely gone. He then pulled his hands away from the nest slowly and carefully, cautious as to not make any sudden, potentially threatening moves that could enrage the beast again. Given everything that had happened, and what a dangerous position he was in, Vash felt incredibly relieved that the mother dragon seemed fairly calm — and not over-protective of a stranger’s hand on her young, as the wyvern seemed to understand his intentions. “Eheheh, good luck with the kids, ma’am!” Vash spoke nervously, shooting the wyvern an awkward smile as he moved towards the cave exit — first with a slow, calm walk, then gaining speed as he distanced himself more and more from the nest and the mother dragon, hastily scurrying out into the daylight.
Vash squinted as the sudden difference in light hit his eyes, and he quickly pushed his shades up further along the bridge of his nose in response. Glancing around the cave entrance, Vash needed a moment to re-orientate himself with everything going on — taking inventory of everyone in the group, making sure everyone had either successfully made it out of the cave or was following quickly behind, ensuring that no one else had been lost, and, speaking of which — especially confronting Archer about what had happened…
But he was distracted from all of this by the sight of a mountain-climbing feline explorer.
Vash tried not to let himself get too caught up by the idea of a talking, bipedal cat — stranger things had happened in this world already, after all — and instead tried to answer the cat’s question. “Well, actually, we were just-” But then he cut himself off as he became aware of something that, in all the chaos, he had not once considered since they met the wyvern. …We got the wrong dragon. He sighed. “Actually, yes, I think we are.” he answered. “That is, assuming he’s the ‘legendary dragon’ we were looking for. I don’t suppose you could help us locate him?” he asked, burying his emotions towards Archer for long enough at least to give the feline a friendly smile as he spoke.
Dervish said
I was playing at the fact I had a "fangirl", so the "whole package" would include the metal lyrics in my sig, Battleblock Theater avatar, and all the other eccentricities that are decidedly not Monty Python related. :P I have no doubts she knows what The Holy Grail is if she recognized the Frenchman.
She's actually a big fan of metal music. o.o
Hank said
Nobody has ever taught me. I have no idea how to use them and, frankly, no interest. Western cutlery is far superior.
It's not hard to learn. Basically you hold the sticks about the same as you would hold a pencil and then adjust your fingers slightly so that the sticks open and close... Kind of hard to describe verbally, though, now that I'm attempting it.
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