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3 mos ago
Current Summer break is almost over. Back to work/school and all that non-fun stuff.
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5 mos ago
Summer break is upon me! Woo Hoo! Roleplaying, Warhammer (Age of Sigmar), writing a book, and the gym are my main activities for the next nine weeks.
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2 yrs ago
The dot over a lowercase i and j has a name! It's called a tittle, which is a noun meaning "a tiny amount or part of something". Like the dot over an i or a j.
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2 yrs ago
Cows don't leave the slaughterhouse, steaks do.
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3 yrs ago
Empty your mind. Be formless, shapeless, like water Put water into a cup, becomes the cup Put water into a teapot, becomes the teapot Water can flow or drip or crash Be water, my friend --Bruce Lee
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I am a veteran of the United States Army and the US Army National Guard. I spent three years on Active Duty serving in the 4th Infantry Division (Mechanized) at Ft. Carson, CO, and the 3rd Armor Division at Kirch Göns, West Germany. I spent 18 years in the Army National Guard with the 26th Infantry Division "Yankee" and 29th Infantry Division (Light), "The Blue and the Gray". I was deployed to Bosnia-Herzegovina with the 29th ID (L) in 2001 - 2002. I have also been reading military history articles and books for 50 years. I do prefer Military Role Plays over all other genres, primarily because I have a vast knowledge of the subject including personal experiences. At the very least, my characters are always veterans.

I have been writing for pleasure for at least 35+ years but only got into forum-based Role Playing about fifteen years ago. I do enjoy Nation Role Plays and get into minute detail when designing my military. The only reason I enjoy excruciating detail in my militaries is because for me, it is fun. My education and experience on this subject afford me the insight to see the depth of the structure. It is not just a General and a large pile of soldiers. If someone wants assistance in designing an army, navy, or air force, please send me a PM. I will help. Please specify what level (echelon) or depth you would like me to go. When I say echelon, I mean Army, Corps, Division, Brigade/Regiment, Battalion/Squadron, Company/Troop/Battery, Platoon, and Squad/Section.

When I was a student in High School, I used to play Dungeons & Dragons (Edition 1 & 2). Later editions came out after I quit that game. Recently, I have been DMing a 5e campaign of my creation for my son and his friends. 5e is so much less cumbersome than earlier editions of D&D. I do have an interest in Tolkien-esque fantasy-styled Role Plays as well. Time travel has always been a fun genre for me, but to do it well, one must have a firm grasp of historical facts. I love doing this form of role play, especially since I have a solid foundation on the past.

There are only a few fanfictions I will participate in; Star Wars and Star Trek are two of them. I want to do an exclusively Klingon RP one of these days. I also avoid Canon characters.

I have real-world martial arts experience. I would love to write an RP about hand-to-hand combat, no fantasy magic chit, just hands elbows, knees, and feet. Maybe the occasional head butt thrown in to mix things up. I trained in Krav Maga for six and a half years. I earned a first-degree black belt in Krav Maga on 3 June 2017.

Krav Maga is an Israeli martial art form that employs practical self-defense techniques drawing forms & techniques from Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, and Taekwando. It is very brutal, demanding, and aggressive. During the seven years I trained, I have bruised two ribs, sustained several muscle pulls, and various lacerations and bruises over my body. I have received a sprained ankle and a fractured wrist. Before the first black belt test, I received a bone bruise to my right shin; where my roundhouse kicks impact. Yet, I am stupid enough to continue training. [Regardless of the physical pain, it is more fun than any other physical activity I have engaged in. Fortunately, the bone bruise healed up prior to the third and final test. EDIT: I did leave the sport over four years ago. :(]

Almost two years ago I completed my first novel, a science fiction set in the 24th century. It focuses on a Private Military Corporation solely employed by the earth government. I started a second book in November 2022 and hope to work on that this summer when I have more time.

Send me a PM for a Role Play or if you would like to see what sort of an army I could build for you.

--Gunther (AKA: Old School)



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3...2...1...!

The Whole World is Black


Paint It Black!


"Did you have anything to do with this?"

Joe was feeling terrible. Everything was turning dark. He felt bad about killing the guy he fought with last night. He felt worse about what happened to Miss Abby. Now he was letting everyone down. Not just one person this time, but everyone. The entire crew. The easy solution would be to just run away and bury himself in a bottle. It was his Modus Operandi. Take off, get drunk, sleep it off, rinse and repeat. That’s what he did on Persephone.

"Did you have anything to do with this?"

It was humiliating. It meant he would never amount to anything in life. He would be a drunken bum living off the land, handouts, and scraps until the day he died. He was a worthless piece of crap and doc’s words only highlighted that affect.

"Did you have anything to do with this?"

His behavior had been nothing short of shameful. No good upstanding person in this ‘verse should be permitted to get away with this. ‘You are of no use to me here, Joseph Hooker! Get off my ship NOW!’ Captain Parker’s words rang in his ears. That may have been two or three months ago. But the words remained in effect. Nothing he would ever forget anytime soon.

"Did you have anything to do with this?"

He couldn’t answer the question Doc asked. She knew he had everything to do with this. It was his fault. He couldn’t say anything. His actions were indefensible. He knew it and needed to fix it. It was imperative that Joseph Hooker get Abigail Travis back from those other animals. ‘Ah will set this raht! Ah will get her back! Ah will do whatever the captain tells me to do to get Miss Abby back to her family.’ Joe’s thoughts clouded distractions for an instant.

“Hook, you’re with me. We got cargo in five ticks.”

Work. Make work your favorite. Somehow that odd little expression made sense to him. He nodded in affirmation to the captain. When the meeting broke up, he spoke to no one. He looked into no eyes.

Shame.

Humiliation.

Remorse.

He needed to set his own self right first. Then he remembered the bottle of bourbon he kept in dry storage. He walked into the room, pulled the bottle off the shelf, then departed the galley.

When he caught up to the captain, he handed him the bottle. “Ah won’ be needin’ this any longer, Cap’n.” Then he began working to lash down the cargo that had been delivered earlier. Miss Abby obviously didn’t have time to take care of it. It was all up to him now. He’d have to do everyone’s laundry too.

Focus on the work.
I won't wait for the captain. I'll assume they get the job done without much converation.
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...I do know of at least one solo-ish post (thank you Sam) that I want to add while we're in the black. I'll get to writing so I can add it in before we make it to Osiris...


Did you need to collaborate anything in the cargo bay with Hook? I sent you a PM regarding my notes. I'm going to start writing now.
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