If we are marked to die, we are enough To do our country loss; and if to live, The fewer men, the greater share of honour. God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It yearns me not if men my garments wear; Such outward things dwell not in my desires; But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive. No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England. God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour As one man more, methinks, would share from me For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more! Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart. His passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man’s company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
Dark Wind said
I've been putting quite a bit of thought into this. At first, I envisioned them being almost nomadic and much like homeless people that don't live in a shelter. Underneath bridges and warming up by a fire. A moving group with no real home. The other one was an abandoned warehouse or storage complex that they take stolen furniture, etc. and turn into a hang out. And, the catch to living there is to keep up your end of the bargain in helping the group survive. I think this is more manageable in a role-play. But, the first thought seemed more interesting to me. For now, we'll stick to this plan until I see how others feel. I'll also discuss it with Blitz.
I like the first idea more, though. Maybe like they hang around certain parts of town, their ''turf'' so to say? And they just chill on the corner and every group of friends within the Lost Ones has their own corner? Just throwing it out there, either is fine, I was just curious.
Dark Wind said
The lower ranking is something I see no real problems with. No veto from me, lol. Forgive me if I'm in and out of here this week, been a little hectic. Anyway, yeah, I see no strict rankings in The Lost Ones from my point of view. It's more in the essence of respect and how much members would follow you, etc. Of course, things could change over time depending on leadership.
Alright. Would be interesting to see how that plays out then.
I hear ya. He'll just be someone that never went to school then I guess. Oh I've been meaning to ask, is there like gang headquarters or hangouts? If so what are those like?
It's practically the same. I don't really like America as a country. :P The military there is one of the best, most definetely, however. Should be proud you served in it. :)
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[i]If we are marked to die, we are enough
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires;
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more, methinks, would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart. His passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse.
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.[/i][/center]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><img src="http://i68.tinypic.com/2i275ae.png" /><br><br><span class="bb-i">If we are marked to die, we are enough<br>To do our country loss; and if to live,<br>The fewer men, the greater share of honour.<br>God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.<br>By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,<br>Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;<br>It yearns me not if men my garments wear;<br>Such outward things dwell not in my desires;<br>But if it be a sin to covet honour,<br>I am the most offending soul alive.<br>No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.<br>God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour<br>As one man more, methinks, would share from me<br>For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!<br>Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,<br>That he which hath no stomach to this fight,<br>Let him depart. His passport shall be made,<br>And crowns for convoy put into his purse.<br>We would not die in that man’s company<br>That fears his fellowship to die with us.</span></div></div>