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From Tokyo with whisky
10 yrs ago
I live.
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11 yrs ago
Posrage will be up soon, please bear with me.
11 yrs ago
It's exam season, boys and girls, so postage should be up over the weekend. If you don't hear from me by Monday, honour my memory.
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11 yrs ago
Me Mam always told me I was special.
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Well then. I'm exceedingly British, rather sarcastic and I love a good shipfest in my RPs. Also male. Funny, that. Fair warning, I will treat you like an adult. That means I will mock you, point out your mistakes and most likely /cringe when you do something really autistic. Being an adult means accepting criticism and working to improve yourself, not ignoring it. And if I need calling out on my bullshit, just do it. Please. Nothing is worse than not realising that you've said or done something stupid til a week after the fact.
I currently live in Japan, so my posting hours are... weird. Please bear with me.
I currently live in Japan, so my posting hours are... weird. Please bear with me.
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Have you got any idea of how the stat system would work?
Interested.
I could be up for this, if it comes with a good plot.
I'd be happy for it to take three rounds if you want to get a shot it; I decided to go with two for convenience more than anything.
^this was pretty much the plan.
And I ought to kick my Planetside 2 addiction.
That'll never happen though.
So we're mainly waiting on Ninja, Shiinen and Kissu, right? Sword, I think you need Ninja to respond afore you can post?
That'll never happen though.
So we're mainly waiting on Ninja, Shiinen and Kissu, right? Sword, I think you need Ninja to respond afore you can post?
I had to google that to get the reference and it still took a me five minutes to see what you meant XD
It wasn't long before the battle chatter began and Harald soon found himself trying to pull his squad back into position. The ambush had gone well enough, but they needed that second lance up now; for whatever reason, Stichler had yet to fire, which left poor Bons cut off and facing fire from the entire enemy squad. 'Roger that Meyers. Sykora, Dresner; break left and suppress the infantry going after Bons. And Stichler, get that damn lance firing!' Already he regretted leaving himself away from the others; it had been a mistake, he realised. The squad leader should always be with the squad. At least he had made it here and not on a real battlefield...
Another long burst of fire swept overhead, shredding the grass inches above Bons' face. He was in a bad position here, with only Meyers for support; she and the others had done their best so far, picking off a few targets as they poured fire on his position. But the tank was still up and he sincerely doubted it would turn a blind eye to the only confirmed lancer so far on the field... Rolling onto his back, he was able to reload the unwieldy weapon and slide it forward, ready to lift and fire the moment he spotted a break in the enemy fire... But it didn't come. More shots arced overhead, more rifles cracked and all the while, their aim was getting slowly better, their shots hitting closer and closer to his little patch of long grass. Only one chance now. Fuck it, he swore and stood up.
From across the field Harald watched as a lone figure raised itself from the long grass and sighed in exasperation when he realised that it was Bons. The result was unsurprising; the lad caught a long burst of fire from the tank's coax, flooring him in moments. But against the odds, he had managed to get the shot off with his lance; even as the chalk rounds cut him down, the shell arced down to score a glancing hit on the tank's turret and cover it with fine powder. The sergeant pumped his fist in triumph; one more shot and the tank would be out of action. From there, clean up would be a piece of piss. 'Alright Carn, it'll be our turn in a minute.' Harald paused mid-grin. '... Shame about Bons though.'
Another long burst of fire swept overhead, shredding the grass inches above Bons' face. He was in a bad position here, with only Meyers for support; she and the others had done their best so far, picking off a few targets as they poured fire on his position. But the tank was still up and he sincerely doubted it would turn a blind eye to the only confirmed lancer so far on the field... Rolling onto his back, he was able to reload the unwieldy weapon and slide it forward, ready to lift and fire the moment he spotted a break in the enemy fire... But it didn't come. More shots arced overhead, more rifles cracked and all the while, their aim was getting slowly better, their shots hitting closer and closer to his little patch of long grass. Only one chance now. Fuck it, he swore and stood up.
From across the field Harald watched as a lone figure raised itself from the long grass and sighed in exasperation when he realised that it was Bons. The result was unsurprising; the lad caught a long burst of fire from the tank's coax, flooring him in moments. But against the odds, he had managed to get the shot off with his lance; even as the chalk rounds cut him down, the shell arced down to score a glancing hit on the tank's turret and cover it with fine powder. The sergeant pumped his fist in triumph; one more shot and the tank would be out of action. From there, clean up would be a piece of piss. 'Alright Carn, it'll be our turn in a minute.' Harald paused mid-grin. '... Shame about Bons though.'
WELL THEN.
I didn't need to sleep tonight anyway.
I didn't need to sleep tonight anyway.
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