So apparently, business shorts are a thing that exists. All I can say is... why?
9 yrs ago
Been busy lately, courtesy of the guy who thought that it was a good idea to have 3 assignments and a test due in the same week.
9 yrs ago
Cards against humanity is... more certainly something else
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9 yrs ago
*Person with Seeing Eye dog stops right next to me* *Goes to pet the dog* *Sees "Please don't pet the dog" sign* ;-; I cry every time
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Anyone remember the period a little after guildfall, when the site didn't have a lot of work put into it, the servers went down pretty often and people were moving out? We waited and waited until boom, Mahz made America the guild great again. That was about where I left off.
My mistake was trying to take on everything at once (and being cringy as hell but I mean come on). Well now I'm back, and better than ever.
And I'll be damned if I let anything get in the way of having a good time.
"Thanks." Derrick said, picking up the wooden tray. "Let's see..." Truth be told he wasn't entirely sure what to do but he suppose he could figure it out. The lock's hole was larger than the tray so Derrick broke off a small sliver before slipping it inside. it took a little working but he managed to get it behind the latch and began pushing it out, only for the sliver to get caught on the lock, snapping into 2 in his fingers. "Oops." Derrick said. He dropped the shards and reached up to break another.
The shard was too long, it'd caught on the lock before the latch had gone all the way through. And it'd snapped rather easily, which was probably partially due to the integrity of the wood and partially due to its thinness. Derrick inspected the tray to find a part near the edge that wasn't as moldy and proceeded to break of a short but thick piece. It was shaped like a triangle, thick at one end while tapering to a point on the other. He pushed it into the lock using the wider end to safely lever the latch outwards. When the width caught against the lock and prevented him from pushing it further he turned the piece, pushing the piece of wood into the lock. It didn't take long for the latch to fall out of the frame.
Derrick fell back in surprise as it fell, and the door swung open slowly. "I did it!" He said excitedly, albeit quietly.
Name: Anthony "Tony" Sauf'Cok Appearance: Well built, tall and musclebound with lightly tanned skin and brown hair, styled in a short mohawk with a small braid, with an overall unshaven look. Age: 35 Gender: Male Race: Human Personality: Gruff, no nonsense and something of an agnostic atheist, more often relying on his own experiences than the words of others. He's the kind of guy to cite his 2 greatest loves as cooking and fighting. To Tony respect is earned mutually, and those who break that respect are amongst his greatest enemies. He does his job to the end and doesn't often deviate from that path himself but will follow the team wherever they go. Usually isn't particularly confrontational unless it's about wasting food and isn't often stubborn but when he is there's no moving him. As such he's a mainly defensive fighter, willing to stay back and protect their more important members but ready to go into the fray and dice up his enemies. Allignment: Lawful Neutral Class: Soldier
Combat equipment:
Steel Waraxe
Hide armour (with 1 iron shoulder plate)
Steel round shield
Non-combat equipment:
Cooking utensils
Cooking pots
Bowls and plates
Various spices
Flask of oil (made from animal fat)
Bottle of olive oil
Water flask
Flour
Flint and tinder
Cleaning rags (for pots and equipment)
Camping equipment (including metal poles for a portable spit)
History: The illusive Tony Sauf'cok, a man of honor and sense, named for his legendary tendercrisp chicken recipe (and a few other unrelated things), Tony Sauf'cok remains a humble man of humble beginnings. His life opens with Tony living as an orphan in a war torn land, its resources ravaged by constant conflicts, whether they be between the demons, other nations or themselves. The orphanage struggled, as any organisation running on goodwill (which much didn't exist) and luck would. He learned not to waste food from a young age as they would be lucky if there were even rats to eat. He was recruited by the country's military after a time, the army having a habit of recruiting orphans for the front lines. Tony Sauf'cok quickly made a name for himself for precisely 2 things, surviving and cooking. Even in the orphanage where food was scarce they'd managed to make something of it. Army food matched the worst they'd had and then some, considering the fact that when they were in the orphanage they'd managed to get small windfalls of luck. Soldiers sometimes had down time and he decided to hunt down animals and pick herbs to suppliment their diets, a common practise back in his orphanage. He also used the time to practise his cooking, spending his meagre wages on spices to liven up the lives of his fellow soldiers. The soldiers around him were those like him lucky enough to survive and they used the extra nutrients given by Tony's meals to grow further. Soon their merry regiment were one of the with members from its conception, and a fair few at that. There were a few reasons for this, including a competent commander and a lot of luck, but some go so far as to say that Tony's cooking helped motivate them to survive for so long. Regardless his cooking skill was recognised and all in the regiment knew the name Tony Sauf'cok. Tony never really cared about it though, all he wanted to do was cook for his brothers in arms and perfect his craft. Soon his regiment was sent out for more dangerous but less frequent missions and Tony found that he had more time to perfect his craft. When the hero hit the world, Tony's country was one of the first casualties. Scraps of the country survived and Tony's regiment came out of it slightly better than others, meaning decimated but not as much. With their general dead and their numbers ravaged Tony Sauf'cok decided it was time to go on a solo adventure and set off to find people willing to risk their lives to end the hero's rampage (and also become the greatest chef known to man).
Right then. His name's kind of dumb but I couldn't think of anything else and his name was half the reason I wanted to play the character, so... Anyway, here you go:
Name: Anthony "Tony" Sauf'Cok Appearance: Well built and musclebound with lightly tanned skin and brown hair, styled in a short mohawk with a small braid, giving an overall unshaven look. Age: 35 Gender: Male Race: Human Personality: Gruff, no nonsense and somewhat of an agnostic atheist, more often relying on his own experiences than the words of others. He's the kind of guy to cite his 2 greatest loves as cooking and fighting. To Tony respect is earned mutually, and those who break that respect are amongst his greatest enemies. He does his job to the end and doesn't often deviate from that path himself but will follow the team wherever they go. Usually isn't particularly confrontational unless it's about wasting food and isn't often stubborn but when he is there's no moving him. As such he's a mainly defensive fighter, willing to stay back and protect their more important members but ready to go into the fray and dice up his enemies. Allignment: Lawful Neutral Class: Soldier
Combat equipment:
Steel Waraxe
Hide armour (with 1 iron shoulder plate)
Steel round shield
Non-combat equipment:
Cooking utensils
Cooking pot
Bowls and plates
Various spices
Flask of oil (made from animal fat)
Bottle of olive oil
Water flask
Flour
Flint and tinder
Cleaning rags (for pots and equipment)
Camping equipment (including metal poles for a portable spit)
History: The illusive Tony Sauf'cok, a man of honor and sense, named for his legendary tendercrisp chicken recipe (and a few other unrelated things), Tony Sauf'cok remains a humble man of humble beginnings. His life opens with Tony living as an orphan in a war torn land, its resources ravaged by constant conflicts, whether they be between the demons, other nations or themselves. The orphanage struggled, as any organisation running on goodwill (which much didn't exist) and luck would. He learned not to waste food from a young age as they would be lucky if there were even rats to eat. He was recruited by the country's military after a time, the army having a habit of recruiting orphans for the front lines. Tony Sauf'cok quickly made a name for himself for precisely 2 things, surviving and cooking. Even in the orphanage where food was scarce they'd managed to make something of it. Army food matched the worst they'd had and then some, considering the fact that when they were in the orphanage they'd managed to get small windfalls of luck. Soldiers sometimes had down time and he decided to hunt down animals and pick herbs to suppliment their diets, a common practise back in his orphanage. He also used the time to practise his cooking, spending his meagre wages on spices to liven up the lives of his fellow soldiers. The soldiers around him were those like him lucky enough to survive and they used the extra nutrients given by Tony's meals to grow further. Soon their merry regiment were one of the with members from its conception, and a fair few at that. There were a few reasons for this, including a competent commander and a lot of luck, but some go so far as to say that Tony's cooking helped motivate them to survive for so long. Regardless his cooking skill was recognised and all in the regiment knew the name Tony Sauf'cok. Tony never really cared about it though, all he wanted to do was cook for his brothers in arms and perfect his craft. Soon his regiment was sent out for more dangerous but less frequent missions and Tony found that he had more time to perfect his craft. When the hero hit the world, Tony's country was one of the first casualties. Scraps of the country survived and Tony's regiment came out of it slightly better than others, meaning decimated but not as much. With their general dead and their numbers ravaged Tony Sauf'cok decided it was time to go on a solo adventure and set off to find people willing to risk their lives to end the hero's rampage (and also become the greatest chef known to man).
I want in on this. Partially because I have a character I'm pretty sure I can't do elsewhere and partially because most of my rps are barely moving, but this looks like it could be fun. So yeah, look forward to that I guess.
@Lord of Evil I've something to say regarding that investigation of yours, but I'll need to have a night's sleep before I post anything. Expect to hear of me "tomorrow" (it technically is past midnight) in any case.
Take as long as you like, I aint going anywhere anytime soon.
Anyone remember the period a little after guildfall, when the site didn't have a lot of work put into it, the servers went down pretty often and people were moving out? We waited and waited until boom, Mahz made [s]America[/s] the guild great again. That was about where I left off.
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My mistake was trying to take on everything at once (and being cringy as hell but I mean come on). Well now I'm back, and better than ever.
And I'll be damned if I let anything get in the way of having a good time.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Anyone remember the period a little after guildfall, when the site didn't have a lot of work put into it, the servers went down pretty often and people were moving out? We waited and waited until boom, Mahz made <span class="bb-s">America</span> the guild great again. That was about where I left off.<br> <br><div class="bb-center"><img src="http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/villains/images/b/b3/The_Rabbit_of_Caerbannog.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/300?cb=20130703144027" /></div><br><br>My mistake was trying to take on everything at once (and being cringy as hell but I mean come on). Well now I'm back, and better than ever.<br><br>And I'll be damned if I let anything get in the way of having a good time.</div>