I was more worried about the undue attention of firearms in the street.
POOHEAD189
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This week I am both moving, and am somewhat sick, so there shall be delays on posts. Apologies!
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Making out for a few minutes solves many problems
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Finally home and will post for my partners asap!
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I started ATLA late, around Covid. But I love the first series and think TLoK is pretty good despite some problems
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About Me
Name: Ben
Username: The one and only. Dare I say?
Age: 33
Ethnicity: Mixed
Sex: Male
Religion: Christian (Nondenominational)
Languages: English, Japanese (Semi-fluent & learning), I also know some Scots Gaelic, Quenyan (Elvish), and Miccosukee (My tribal tongue)
Relationship Status: Single (Though generally unavailable unless I find I really enjoy someone).
Current Projects/Freelance work
- I am a voice talent and script writer for Faerun History
- I have a much smaller personal Youtube channel that I use to make videos on various subjects. Only been making videos for 2 years, but it's growing!
- I'm the host of a Science Fiction & Fantasy Podcast where I interview authors of the genre.
Interests (Includes but is not limited to)
- Writing/Reading (Love writing and I own too many books)
- Video Games (Been a gamer for close to 23 years now)
- Working Out/Martial Arts (Wing Chun/Oyama Karate mostly. Some historical swordplay as well.)
- History (Military History is my specialty)
- Zoology
- Art (Mostly Illustrations. Used to be good. Am picking it back up)
- Voice Acting/Singing
- Tabletop Gaming (Started late in the game. Been at it for 3 years. I was the kid who bought the monster manuals and D&D books just for the lore for the longest time. I've played 3.5e, 5e, Star Wars D20, Edge of the Empire, PF, and PF2.)
- Weaponry of all kinds
- Anime (mostly action/shonen. DBZ & YYH being my favorites)
- Movies (Action/War/Drama films being my go-to)
- Music (Rock of all kinds, as well as historical folk songs, sea shanties, pub songs, a bit of classical music, etc)
- Guitar (am learning to play, but being left handed makes it challenging)
- There's more but if you care enough you can PM me :P
Roleplay F.A.Q.
- Fantasy, Sci Fi, and Historical are my genres. Fantasy being my favorite and Sci Fi/Historical being close seconds.
- Advanced / Nation / 1x1 / Casual (only in certain circumstances)
- I generally write at the 'Advanced Level' meaning 4+ Paragraphs with good grammar.
- I am usually busy with many projects and RPs, but if you wish to do a 1x1 with me, you'll need to present your case. Those I already do it with have my trust as a Roleplayer.
- I love many, many fictional universes so me trying to list them all is an effort in futility!
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@The ValkyrieFeel better! I know how that procedure and fallout feels.
Not a lick.
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You mean Divinity Original Sin 2 (Original Harder)? As Divinity 2 is not a multiplayer game. Both good games though. DOS2 is the best CRPG since Neverwinter Nights (1 and 2).
Yep, meant that game. My bad.
I think it's really neat so far. Granted I've been playing more Total War: Warhammer II than it, but still.
Whoa, breath of the wild looks lit.
The former
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It's not, because reboots are terREEEEEEEEEble.
Most are, granted. The 2012 Total Recall is pretty good. Same with Ocean's 11, the 2001(?) version. But you're right, generally.
Neil had a grim, nearly insane amount of satisfaction cremating the spilling corpses. The fire lit up his face to reveal a grin, and perhaps Sayeeda would understand why they'd given him the 'Firestorm' codename back on his homeworld. He sprayed his weapon just long enough for the flames to reach chest height, licking the walls with its pseudo-napalm chemicals. Neil never did find the science behind this type of flamer. It was a step above the normal terrestrial-make.
He was glad Sayeeda had yanked the flamer away when she had. He had gotten carried away and nearly killed them, but then again that's why she was here he guessed. "My bad." He said, his eyes still glowing with a crazed glint, though it was slowly fading. The slams knocked him out of his reverie, and the scraping noises even through the half meter thick blast doors told him enough about whatever the hell was on the other side of the doors.
"I think we're dealing with someone you don't deal with everyday..." he deadpanned, though his face showed for once that he felt the gravity of what they were dealing with. He'd never heard of an alien who rends corpses and puts them in shallow cocoons on high places. He'd never have even imagined it. Some of the bodies had looked drained of all meat and fluids as well, just before he had scorched them. It was only now his mind had caught up with what he had seen.
Neil backed up then, reloading his ammunition and mentally telling himself to conserve it now. "Ok...watch the vents. We don't know how little these things can get. Or how big the vents get." He reminded her, turning around. Both of them needed to head further into the facility to find another corridor that led back to the A level. Opening the back hatch, they hesitated and waited, only proceeding when the coast was certain to be clear.
The hall was covered with blood, streaks of it across the floors, walls, and ceiling. It reminded him of the disappearing face back in the decontamination part of the facility. Something had yanked it away to feed on it further. "Let's stay close." He told Sayeeda, walking over the slick floor. As they walked, doors to personal rooms had been torn to pieces or shattered. The third door they passed, a severed head watched them with an impassive gaze, a parody of the life it conveyed from its mouth still opened for a wordless scream.
Behind them, they heard a dry clicking noise, and a shuffle in one of the smaller rooms they had passed. They froze, and soon a wet thump hit sounded from within. It sounded like another corpse dropping. Neil gave Sayeeda a hand signal. He hadn't used any in years, but he indicated to her to shine a light and flush whatever it was out, so he could get a clear shot.
@Penny
He was glad Sayeeda had yanked the flamer away when she had. He had gotten carried away and nearly killed them, but then again that's why she was here he guessed. "My bad." He said, his eyes still glowing with a crazed glint, though it was slowly fading. The slams knocked him out of his reverie, and the scraping noises even through the half meter thick blast doors told him enough about whatever the hell was on the other side of the doors.
"I think we're dealing with someone you don't deal with everyday..." he deadpanned, though his face showed for once that he felt the gravity of what they were dealing with. He'd never heard of an alien who rends corpses and puts them in shallow cocoons on high places. He'd never have even imagined it. Some of the bodies had looked drained of all meat and fluids as well, just before he had scorched them. It was only now his mind had caught up with what he had seen.
Neil backed up then, reloading his ammunition and mentally telling himself to conserve it now. "Ok...watch the vents. We don't know how little these things can get. Or how big the vents get." He reminded her, turning around. Both of them needed to head further into the facility to find another corridor that led back to the A level. Opening the back hatch, they hesitated and waited, only proceeding when the coast was certain to be clear.
The hall was covered with blood, streaks of it across the floors, walls, and ceiling. It reminded him of the disappearing face back in the decontamination part of the facility. Something had yanked it away to feed on it further. "Let's stay close." He told Sayeeda, walking over the slick floor. As they walked, doors to personal rooms had been torn to pieces or shattered. The third door they passed, a severed head watched them with an impassive gaze, a parody of the life it conveyed from its mouth still opened for a wordless scream.
Behind them, they heard a dry clicking noise, and a shuffle in one of the smaller rooms they had passed. They froze, and soon a wet thump hit sounded from within. It sounded like another corpse dropping. Neil gave Sayeeda a hand signal. He hadn't used any in years, but he indicated to her to shine a light and flush whatever it was out, so he could get a clear shot.
@Penny
@Penny I was thinking Judge Dredd, but that works too. Wonder if the new one's gonna be good.
Here's a little timeline.
Me in 2005.
Me in 2014 (probably my fave pic of me)
Me in 2016
Me in 2005.
Me in 2014 (probably my fave pic of me)
Me in 2016
@Penny If only we could incentivize the suburbians and rural people areas into megacities. That would solve all of our problems!
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