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9 yrs ago
Current Tfw you want to go to the gym and get your stronk on but you've busted your shoulder and need let it rest.
9 yrs ago
Holy fuck. Ok, shit. Insane hiatus. Fuck. I'm still around folks, just been beyond extremely busy. Will try (heavy emphasis on try) to be more active in the coming months.
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10 yrs ago
God forbid I be one of the lucky bastards that doesn't have their wisdom teeth grow in. Nah, just fuck my shit up fam.
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10 yrs ago
As someone who works for a pet store I both love and hate pixar. The next person that tries to ask me if we have "a dory fish" for their goldfish bowl is getting straight up clubbed like a baby seal
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I'm just a simple college student working his way through life while simultaneously testing the limits of how much caffeine and alcohol the human body can subsist on before it gives out. Just call me Shade.

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This looks as though it could be fun, is it possible for a few people to play as supernaturals? I'm sort of toying with the idea of playing as a ghoul or wendigo who works for the bureau after being reformed and recruited (recruited here meaning "work for us or we'll kill you") once the CS requirements had been set by you. Though i'll happily play a human if you'd prefer just humans.
Lexzah said
Well they are not the khornate, but they are Chaos nonetheless. I am currently repainting some of my squads with the colors of the god's banner that they are carrying.I need a forth squad to represent Khorne though. and then all my other chaos that still need to be painted,though a tragedy has occurred, I forgot to buy glue, and I forgot to get a fresh supply of one of my signature colours *Heavy sigh*But yea post whenever you feel like it shade.OH YES!, I should tell you guys now. on the 20th in a week I am going away on holiday, for a week to Thailand.


So long as they're not Slaanesh, I'm all cool. Truth be told though, i'm starting to become more attached to Malal/Malice, despite the minor distaste I receive for my preference from a few of my friends. Another thing i'm starting to like more lately is Orks, who I swear up and down would've made excellent followers of Khorne lore-wise were it not for the many divisions in their populace and religion based around Gork and Mork.
"I'm certain i'll come up with something for this new toy of mine. But for now, my biggest concern involving this weapon is how long it'll take to ram into the eye of whatever poor bastard tries to stop us from commandeering a ship." Jacque said as he tucked his cane sword under his arm and broke into a light jog. As it turned out, the ship that had brought him and the other prisoners to the planet wasn't all that far from the market place, close enough in fact that as Jacque stood before the open loading bay door, he swore he could still smell the slight scent of ozone from the weapons his meat puppets used, a scent that always seemed to accompany the discharge of weaponry that was plasma based in nature. Jacque perished the thought as he craned his neck to look up at the large vessel before him, then peered into the strangely dim loading bay "Huh. No guards out front, that's pretty fuckin' weird. I should probably care a bit more, but at this point I think i've reached a level of apathy so profound that it transcends definition.". Patting Coal lightly on the side, Jacque nodded to Rachel before crouching a bit, unsheathing the cane sword, and slowly creeping into the ship.

What Jacque saw next caught him off guard: Bodies. Several of them, all sporting massive slashing wounds. The air smelled of blood, not all that surprising considering the fact that it was splattered along the floor and walls. "Hey, Rachel, get in here." Jacque half whispered without turning to look at here. The shaman surmised that whatever had done this was well armed, and pretty damned good at close quarter combat, and while it may have did him a favor by killing pirates, Jacque was becoming increasingly cautious. 'Do you think whatever did this is still on board?' Coal whispered mentally, "I dunno Coal. But i'd rather not find out, we're stealth modding this one. No flashy or loud magic." Jacque mused in return as he waited for Rachel to view the carnage.
NacNak said
weren't Jacque and Rachel heading towards a certain pirate ship that brought them to orbital nation? X3


Indeed, though they haven't gotten too far yet. However seeing as Lex is likely still painting her (hopefully khornate) WH figures, I may just hold off and let my next post be of them arriving to the ship.
I regret...well...nothing actually. I at least admit I need to pay more attention. Though I find myself wondering something: Where do we go from here? I could either have Jacque continue on his merry way or notice the sound of people coming out of the remains of the shop and turn back to go help them.
NacNak said
the dead pirates were being used by Jacque as undead puppets and made them pull the pins on their grenade belts making them and the shop go boom, not knowing that our characters were still inside =3


Pretty much this. Hindsight and attention to details are not Jacque's-
Jacque: You mean YOUR.
..strongest skills. That aside it's a pretty useful trick though, yes? So long as there's a human sized organic enemy to be fought, we'll always have meat shields/kamikaze attackers on hand in a fight.
Oh jeez, I completely neglected this RP. Sorry guys, I was trying to give others besides me and Lex a chance to post and ended up forgetting about it. I-
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Did...did Junko just lob a pair of knives at Jacque and Rachel's heads?
Jacque couldn't help but grin widely as the following of his nose led to the discovery of what appeared to be an open market place with shops and food vendors as far as the eye could see, "Now THIS is nice..." he said with a small whistle whilst turning slightly and untying a grapefruit sized bag from his hip with his hand. Despite lacking an arm, Jacque was surprisingly adept in the action, his movement was fluid, well practiced, as he brought the bag up to his mouth and untied it with his teeth. "Let's see what we've got to spend." he said to no one in particular as he peered into the bag to count the contents, "Alright, twenty-seven gold fourteen silver and thirty copper pieces. Nice, looks like I won't have to choose between sleeping in a hotel or saving money to ride a boat out!" he chirped as he clutched the back in his palm and continued onwards towards his current goal. It wasn't long before Jacque found the vendor that was selling the cinnamon rolls he so desperately craved, however with the way his stomach grumbled at the smell, one would think he'd searched for days.

"Hey there, how much for one roll and a mango juice?" Jacque inquired to the small elderly man behind the counter, "Three silver pieces, but, uh...", the old man trailed off as he began to stare at Jacque's missing limb. "Eyes up here friend." Jacque said jokingly, eliciting a small gasp from the vendor as he realized he was staring, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" "Relax, it's not the first time this has happened. Three silver, right?", "Y-yes...". Jacque carefully set his bag on the counter and pulled out three silver pieces before handing them to the vendor, "Here we are. Aw man, I can't wait to try one of these.". As his order was set in front of him, the vendor awkwardly cleared his throat, "Would you er...like any assistance?", "No, i've got it, don't worry.". Jacque leaned forward and picked up his coin bag with his mouth before scooping up the drink in his elbow, and his cinnamon roll in his hand, "See? Nho whorrhies!" Jacque mumbled from around the cloth, and with a muffled "thank you" and a quick spin on his heels, the water bender was heading down the road once more in search of a peaceful place to eat, blissfully unaware of how awkward he might have looked trying to hold everything without using his water bending.
"My this was certainly an...I guess interesting start to my first day in Ba Sing Se..." Jacque said under his breath as the tension started to wind down and the crowd slowly started to disperse. Taking this as a sign to continue on his merry way, Jacque spun on his heel and began to walk in the direction that most strongly carried the scent of cinnamon in the air, as he now had a sudden craving for sweets to ease his headache, in this case, cinnamon rolls. Donning his lopsided smile once more, Jacque tightened the strap on his water skin before shoving his hand into his pocket. Jacque didn't realize it yet, but he'd just had a run in with the avatar, and that the universe had already set him on a path that would be filled with adventure, some fun, and others dangerous.
Teoinsanity said
Is this better?


I believe that the issue that Wizard is trying to point out is that the characters you've been making have been a bit too I hesitate to use the word "perfect", but that's the only one that comes to mind, hence the Mary/Marty Stu comment. If your character really has to be a master of their respective element, there should be a reason for it, or at the very least there should be a significant trade off that could be a serious hindrance. For example: I made Jacque a water bending expert, but ONLY because he was taught as a child by his tribe for years as a means of compensating for his missing arm, and Shiro could be considered a fire bending expert, but ONLY because as eddieddi stated, he was trained and can only use lighting OR fire at one time rather than combining them. There's a certain balance that must be found when one makes a character.
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That aside, there sure are a lot of water benders here. One could even say it's practically...raining them.
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That was a terrible joke but I couldn't help it. I'll go sit in the corner
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