Is it okay if I just have Kyle fumbling about until I either stumble into someone or they find me?
Derpestein
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The Neckbeard Stroker
STATUS: I'm gonna be gone for some time. Stuff related to boring real life stuff. I won't be back in like. A week. Feel free to kill off any of my characters. 8 yrs ago
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I'm gonna be gone for some time. Stuff related to boring real life stuff. I won't be back in like. A week. Feel free to kill off any of my characters.
9 yrs ago
"You have no friends." NO NEED TO REMIND ME, GUILD! >:C
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Damnit, Witch. Right in muh feelings ;(
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@Zorogami I know that feel :(
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Sometimes I pretend to be an airplane, because it discourages tripping and other clumsy acts, because any mistake I make is the death of innocent men, women and children.
...I swear I'm sane.
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I feel like its underhype, outside of actual overwatch vids.
I don't see many people talking about it and when they do they call it a TF2 ripoff.
Widowmakers pretty fappable though ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
I don't see many people talking about it and when they do they call it a TF2 ripoff.
Widowmakers pretty fappable though ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Would it be possible to throw a CS up here tomorrow afternoon?
Well it does still say 'Apply.'
Also, my first IC post in like, a year!
Yaaaaay
Kyle Moore
35 days after the Outbreak
11:00 AM
The sound of a knife and fork clattering rang out in the small, neat bedroom of Kyle Moore. The plate was licked completely clean, the teen not wanting to waste any of his food; Out of necessity and also out of remembrance. "Don't leave anything on the plate, Kyle. Wasted food is wasted money." His father had told him many years ago.
He'd taken to his daily routine again (outside kf talking to his mother and going to school). It kept him sane, trying to act normal. He kept the house clean, read books, cooked food...
He didn't think about her absence much. She'd come back, when this mess was over and everyone was saved. And if she didn't, he'd find her.
But even if he was hopeful, Kyle knew his supplies wouldn't last forever. After snapping out of his reverie, he had walked down the stairs, the windows covered by curtains (and where there were no curtains, he used shower robes,) and stepped into the kitchen.
He'd eaten the last of his supplies today. That meant he finally had to go out. He'd dreaded the day that this would happen, but it'd come eventually. No amounts of hopeful thinking was going to stall it. After washing the dishes and cutlery and brushing his teeth at the kitchen sink, he slung his pouch over his shoulder and picked up the rusty shovel near the door.
After checking the doors windows, Kyle stepped out. And the sight that greeted him scared him more than the creatures did.
A desolate street, with blood on the sidewalks and a kicked over garbage can. Other than those details, and some broken windows, everything looked...Normal. It both comforted and terrified him.
A gentle breeze passed by him, unhindered by the destruction and pushed Kyle out of his stupor. He gripped his shovel tighter and started walking to a nearby convenience store.
35 days after the Outbreak
11:00 AM
The sound of a knife and fork clattering rang out in the small, neat bedroom of Kyle Moore. The plate was licked completely clean, the teen not wanting to waste any of his food; Out of necessity and also out of remembrance. "Don't leave anything on the plate, Kyle. Wasted food is wasted money." His father had told him many years ago.
He'd taken to his daily routine again (outside kf talking to his mother and going to school). It kept him sane, trying to act normal. He kept the house clean, read books, cooked food...
He didn't think about her absence much. She'd come back, when this mess was over and everyone was saved. And if she didn't, he'd find her.
But even if he was hopeful, Kyle knew his supplies wouldn't last forever. After snapping out of his reverie, he had walked down the stairs, the windows covered by curtains (and where there were no curtains, he used shower robes,) and stepped into the kitchen.
He'd eaten the last of his supplies today. That meant he finally had to go out. He'd dreaded the day that this would happen, but it'd come eventually. No amounts of hopeful thinking was going to stall it. After washing the dishes and cutlery and brushing his teeth at the kitchen sink, he slung his pouch over his shoulder and picked up the rusty shovel near the door.
After checking the doors windows, Kyle stepped out. And the sight that greeted him scared him more than the creatures did.
A desolate street, with blood on the sidewalks and a kicked over garbage can. Other than those details, and some broken windows, everything looked...Normal. It both comforted and terrified him.
A gentle breeze passed by him, unhindered by the destruction and pushed Kyle out of his stupor. He gripped his shovel tighter and started walking to a nearby convenience store.
<Snipped quote by Halo>
I think what you're referring to would be classed as social democracies. Socialism is a system in which the means of production, exchange and distribution are controlled by the workers. Capitalism is a system in which the said means are controlled by an individual. They are qualitatively different, in the same way a square and a triangle are qualitatively different (you cannot have a triangle with some square properties). Social democracy is simply a form of capitalism which prefers to use Keynesian economics rather than perhaps more libertarian economics.
10/10, accounts first post is discussing the differences in socialism and capitalism, in spam.
What a way to start.
Ha, my girlfriend lives in Ohio, that's the only reason I've spent any time over there. Fair enough, makes sense for her.
Same! I sometimes refrain from throwing it though. I typically prefer to squeeze it until I hear a crack, makes me feel like the hulk, good for self esteem.
Another phone dude! Fuck ya'll! I'm surrounded! We're surrounded!? No, probably just me. Figures!
It's time for your assimilation
AYYYYYYYY YOU GUYS RP WITH YOUR PHONES TOO?!
YOU CANT CUT ME IF YOU CAN'T CATCH ME AND YOU CAN'T CATCH ME IF I'M DEAD!
Derp proceeds to jump out the window.
From the ground floor.
[Press F to pay respects]
Derp proceeds to jump out the window.
From the ground floor.
[Press F to pay respects]
Yaaaaaaaay, five characters!
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