POOHEAD189

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

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How certain can we be that the $7.8 trillion will be injected into the US economy? What incentives do the tax cut's beneficiaries have to invest their newfound savings into the US, as opposed to other countries?

@catchamber

I think all we have are Trump's claims. But he's trustworthy, right guys?

Ten documented cases sure. Nothing like watching them circling a creature while its blood goes septic so they can eat it alive. *shudder*

@Penny

Yeah... *shrug* but that's just nature. It's a weird contrast, loving animals but also knowing you need to keep them the way they are. It serves an ecological purpose, unlike modern people.

The Deposed Dilemma

Berek was surprised at this sudden change of heart, to be sure. He had expected her to yell at him again, but she actually...offered him her hand. He didn't know what to do, really. For the first time, he actually did feel like she was more than what she appeared to be. Her claim of being a deposed queen was looking closer to the truth.

He did his best to give a bow, though it was more of an inclination of his head and broad shoulders, and he took her hand as gently as he could. "That's...I'd love to as well." He told her. Her being agreeable was quite pleasant actually, and when her wrath wasn't on the surface, her green eyes were quite enchanting. He did his best to escort her into the kitchen, smiling and looking into her eyes every once in awhile as they walked. When they made it inside, he slipped on a shirt before he he made lunch.

Suddenly he had no idea if he was entertaining a queen, going on a date, or making lunch for a guest that seemed to appreciate him more now. Either way he was going to make it good. So he fixed her up one of his best meals. It was a trencher deluxe (medieval sandwich with all of the fixings), and before he presented it to her, he made sure this was just what she wanted. When he edited the trencher to be just what she liked, he presented it to her and gave her a glass of water, and then sat down opposite the regal woman.

"Sorry about being dense earlier." He said, doing his best to keep his pride out of this. (Even if she wouldn't). "I'm sure you're used to the best of the best." He smiled, looking inwardly. "The best I can do is forge. I guess I lack other areas."

The Deposed Dilemma

The shriek brought Berek to his senses, and he halted his stretching to blink. He half expected wolves to be attacking, and wherever Ferona was she wasn't in his room! He looked around until he saw her standing up, what little hair she had was in disarray if that was even possible. But then he saw her drinking up the sight of his chest, before her eyes met his. He flushed despite himself, hand scratching the back of his head.

"Sorry, I uh...I didn't know you were back here." He said, actually a bit embarrassed. He'd not had a woman look at him like that for longer than he'd cared to admit. It felt very nice, though he doubted she'd admit she was doing it. Humphrey placed his paws on the tree and howled toward the canopy, before plopping back down and circling around Ferona.

"I'm about to uh, cook lunch if you want to have it with me." He didn't mean to say that last part in the way it sounded. I'm a fool. He watched her to see her reaction, doing his best to remain casual. Scenes were only as awkward as you made them, after all. His father had told him that. "Ferona?"

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

Aw, they're just misunderstood. I mean, 11 foot long, 250-300 pound reptiles with poisonous saliva, granted. But there's only been 10 cases of them fatally attacking people in decades. They're beautiful in a primal sort of way.

Buccaneers and Blades (Fantasy, High Casual)

Got another day until I check people's sheets and start. If you haven't finished a character, don't worry. The intros should last a few days after that!

The Deposed Dilemma

By the time he was done with his next two jobs, Berek was sweating up a storm. Though he needed to know where Ferona was, or if she had calmed down for that matter. He wiped his face with his cloth, and then set into the kitchen. She wasn't there, so he assumed she had gone into his room to sleep. Well, he wouldn't bother her. He needed some cooler air on his skin, and once he was outside he stripped himself of his apron and his shirt, enjoying the cool breeze that the eastern wind brought to his glistening skin.

"Oh man," he breathed, still not entirely believing he was dealing with this problem, but knowing it was the right thing to do. He ran his hands through his hair, and Humphrey waddled out with him. The basset hound saw a squirrel, and decided to give chase toward the tree Ferona was sitting at, her body hidden by the bulk of its trunk. He barked his trademark boof as he did so.

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

I've always wanted to visit Indonesia. Then again it was for the biodiversity and the Komodo Dragons. I'd have been a zoologist in another life.

I did hear the muslim community there was quite nice from a few articles though.

The Deposed Dilemma

"W-..." He began, looking at the money on the cot and then watching her angrily sashay away. "What's the money there for!?" He called after her, not entirely knowing what was going on. He waited for a few moments, and then looked at Humphrey who panted happily. Berek let out a breath and shook his head. "I can't tell if that was a queen thing or a woman thing." He deadpanned to Humphrey, too quiet for Ferona to hear.

He wanted to go after her, but he had things to do and with a force of will as strong as the iron he was trying to shape, he decided top get back to the forge. She'd come back afterall. There was really nowhere else she could go, especially since she was still fairly weak looking. He began banging on the anvil again.

The Deposed Dilemma

He nearly dropped the metal he was holding! The muscled young man blinked, and turn to look at her, brow furrowed in disbelief. He didn't know exactly what to say at first. "Are you...serious?" He asked her.

Ok, he needed to think this through. She was a Queen apparently, and she was used to being waited upon hand and foot. Also, she might expect him to be in awe of her. And she certainly was pretty, and would probably be gorgeous if she grew her hair out and filled out a bit more. But that didn't make money appear in his pockets.

"Queen Ferona..." He hesitated, and then sighed. "Look, I have some extra money but it's only for emergencies. I can't buy you a dress. I'm too busy. Maybe if I can finish my work here and get paid for my contracts I'll have enough left over to help you out, but I can't at the moment."

He began working on his smithing again. "Then again, if you do a few chores around here once you're feeling better, I might change my mind."

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

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over a decade. Another way to phrase that same stat, though, is that Trump's tax plan will inject 7.8 trillion into the economy over the next decade. Plus, we're talking about an opinion based on a projection based on a summary based on an idea -- from the same source:

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Those simplified deductions Trump talked about on the campaign trail are going to preserve a lot of tax revenue while saving everybody a lot of time, money, and effort come filing season.

@mdk

The 7 trillion was a mistake (should have been 700 billion), but the 20 trillion was not. I recommend everyone use this site for their U.S. debt numbers when discussing things.

usdebtclock.org

We are 700 billion past our budget, with 20 trillion* in debt.