POOHEAD189

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

Because I had assumed it was humor. But if that's serious, there's all KINDS of shit I could say about it.

@mdk

Grim Galaxy: Shots and Chances

I think I found an accurate representation of Neil being Captain.

Hider

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

Tits :D

@Andreyich

Dragon Age: Oathbreaker

My body is ready.

Grim Galaxy: Shots and Chances

Once Neil had his wits about him, he held his rifle at a hip fire stance, sitting behind the smoking vehicle and keeping an eye on Sayeeda's surroundings as she approached whatever the hell she was trying to go see. He had the tiniest feeling that he was about to see her explode from uncovering an old mine or trap, but he was relieved to see the new Captain had merely uncovered...netting? Good netting to be sure, but what was it covering? He couldn't exactly see from this distance.

It was at seconds later when Neil noticed a shape around the edge of the treeline. A lone humanoid figure on the bank behind Sayeeda. He was just about to take aim and fire when he noticed multiple forms now materializing out of the gloom of the forest, with weapons held at the ready but none who were actively firing at Sayeeda, even if they were in range. Neil was pretty certain if he open fired, he'd condemn Sayeeda and perhaps himself if he wasn't quick enough to get out of there, so with a sigh he lowered his ARC rifle.

A man with a similar skin tone to Sayeeda approached her, his gun pointed her way, but only as a precaution she would know (by the way he carried it). The man had on combat clothing, baggy pants and a brown tanktop, with rough boots toed with steel. He eyed her up and down, and then spoke up. "Why do you pass through these woods? This is our land. To live and move freely through here, you must pay the toll."

He openly admired her feminine form, citing she didn't need to pay him money per say to get out of this alive. Luckily, they had not yet seen Neil from across the creek at the vehicle, for he was on the other side of the land-drifter. Neil whispered to himself. "Well, the rebels seemed nice enough not to fire on the spot. If she doesn't think of something, I'll need to."
@Penny

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

<Snipped quote by Penny>
Plot Twist: They're into humans.

@catchamber

Grim Galaxy: Shots and Chances

Neil deadpan looked upwards as the Draconic Xenos rose into the air in a glide due to the membranous flaps it had along its muscled arms. "Oh, it can fly now," Neil said to himself, knowing Sayeeda couldn't hear over the noise of the engines and the screaming roars of the beast trying to kill them. "That's... just neat." His voice was filled with mock, quaint fascination and amusement. He closed one eye and aimed down his ARC Rifle.

The beast screeched, and Neil whispered to himself. "Yeah yeah, keep talking bitch." He boasted, and pulled the trigger just as Sayeeda began her maneuvers as the thing closed in. Needless to say he missed, but he saw the gauss shell rip through a small tree, and the hotshot pilot began to rev up the gun again, glad this wasn't a traditional slug loader. It was just as he was trying to aim again that Sayeeda slammed on the breaks, sending Neil flying backwards (or forwards) into the driver seat next to Sayeeda, banging his head on the dashboard.

Now Neil was very durable for a guy his size. Thick headed too. But it still jarred him to his very core. "Ohw," he exclaimed, blinking and shaking his head. He pointed at her, drunkenly. "You're lucky you're so good lookin' or I'd get pissed." He said tiredly, before the roar of the beast brought him back to reality. (Somewhat.) "Yeah, whatever." He said to the Dragon, pulling himself up with one arm like a monkey and whipping the gun around. Just as the Dragon opened its maw and pounced, a slug from the ARC gun hit it directly in its maw, ripping open its throat and tearing the beast apart from the inside.

Bloody shrapnel fell onto Sayeeda and Neil as if it was a gruesome take of heaven's manna. "W-what was I saying?" He asked no one in particular, swallowing into his dry throat, before falling onto the seat limply, still dazed from the hit he took. In truth, his head killed him and he couldn't quite see straight. The sun blazed overhead, far too bright than it was not moments before.
@Penny

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

<Snipped quote by Penny>
Oh no, not reasonable behavior! Better start some more drama.

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@catchamber

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

but Harbinger is my friend, and his long form of writing is sort of how he talks all the time whether it be on politics or not, so I tend not to judge him in this thread.

@Dynamo Frokane

I suppose what I said did sound needlessly harsh. I got nothing against him in general. I just know I've had points before and have had them lost in things I never said when talking to him.

That's all well and good. I'm not generalizing on purpose and if I'm not mistaken, I've owned up immediately every time I do it. What I'm not gonna do is swing by the thread, see a post about "No, the people I see who did the milk meme totally WERE racists though," and pretend that the other 23 hours of my day didn't happen and I don't already know better.

@mdk

That's fair enuff, tbh.

Grim Galaxy: Shots and Chances

"Noooope!" Neil called back, having made himself an elevated but precarious spot atop the back end of the back seat of the drifter. Planting his rump on it, and placing the safety belts around his legs for added stability, Neil had his ARC rifle revved up and in his arms just in case they saw anything worth shooting at. A few times he had to duck down or lean back as the razor edged leaves from the lesser trees around them threatened to cut his skin every now and then.

Honestly, Neil doubted they'd see any sight of Ferenhall in the first valley. From what this guy was looking for, if it was somewhere close to the city it would have been discovered years ago. Then again, maybe not. The jungle was so thick with foliage that anyone or anything could get swallowed up by it.

As the drifter thrummed and screeched, moving downhill at faster speeds than was probably safe in such a tightly packed rain forest, various types of birds began to flutter out of the tree canopy above them. Neil turned to look up, and now noticing the birds were actually small reptiles that seemed overly spooked by the drifter. "Guess they aint used to progress," he said to himself, before a bestial grunt was heard to the left.

It was good that Sayeeda was moving so fast, for a mere second after they past a copse of bushes, a huge form lumbered out of it and swiped at the vehicle. Neil raised an eyebrow and spun, to see what looked to be a cross between a river gator and an ape, only thrice the height of a man with hate filled eyes. Frills frames its draconic face, and using its two massive forearms, it began to lumber after the drifter aggressively, roaring into the sky as it did so so ferociously it shook the very trees.

True, the drifter was the faster, but this thing didn't seem to be slowed by the terrain like they might be. "We got company!" Neil said, calling for Sayeeda to keep her steady as he aimed his ARC rifle at the beast now chasing after them at a terrifying rate. Hopefully they'd reach the river soon if Neil couldn't get an unshaky shot.
@Penny