Fidget
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Captain, Infantry (Retired)
STATUS: Summer break is almost over. Back to work/school and all that non-fun stuff. 3 mos ago
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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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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)
Gunthers Cast of Hooligans
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I am watching the Orville for the first time. This could be a decent universe to base a canon or non-canon RP on.
The ship was airborne, back in the black. Joe could feel the China Doll shift from atmospheric flying to being back in the darkness of the verse. It was somehow a settling feeling for him; a chance to relax a bit, but not too much.
He picked up a push broom and began sweeping up the cargo bay. He remembered sweeping the bay with Miss Abby on occasion. He missed her dearly. He thought about Abby as he worked. He felt real bad about what happened to her. He knew he had no control over himself when he beat that guy on Greenleaf. He didn’t think he killed him, but then he was not in any sort of mind to be aware of much.
When the cargo bay was swept clean, he climbed the steps up to the galley. He tuned the cortex to music. An appropriate song began to blast through the speakers paired around the room.
The first thing to do was gather up the dirty dishes and get them cleaned up. ‘I never made that coffee cake I told the doc I was going to make. Always tomorrow.’ Joe scrubbed some pots and washed the coffee cups. He placed everything on the drying rack, then emptied out the coffee pot. He rinsed that out thoroughly, then filled it with water. He pulled out a filter, filled with coffee grounds and set the pot to brew.
He looked at the cups, pots and dishes in the drying rack and began to dry them with a towel. Once put away, he laid out a few more of the cleaned cups. Then he went into dry storage to see if any of the pastries he’d made were still any good. Two of the pies were still good. They would need to be thrown out in three days; one apple pie, one blueberry pie and one peach cobbler. There were also chocolate chip cookies, raisin cookies and sugar cookies left over. A pot of beef stew sat idling in the cold storage. It was good for another three days. ‘Might as well heat this up for a meal.’ Joe pulled the stew out, set it on the stove and set it to heat up.
The coffee was ready, a few pastries were laid out for people to take as they needed and the stew was heating up. Next Joe wanted to inventory his foodstuff. He made of a list of what he had on hand:
There was a leftover pot of chili that was pretty old. A few other unrecognizable things needed to be trashed. He threw them out into the garbage chute and then began cleaning up some pots. The passenger, Edina Wyman came in with some glasses to be cleaned. Joe included those in with the pots and other sundry items that appeared to accumulate as he cleaned out cold storage.
By the time he was finished, the stew was ready. He poured himself a bowl, a cup of coffee and took some crackers for his soup to eat a lunch meal. He sat at the table to eat his meal while looking through the cortex for some recipes.
All wonderful ideas for a dinner meal. He settled on the Pork Chops in mushrooms and garlic gravy with garlic mashed potatoes and bacon bits and a side of peas and carrots for dinner today.
When his soup bowl was empty, he poured another cup of coffee and took a piece of peach cobbler. He returned to the table to play solitaire, drink his coffee and eat the dessert. After a half hour, he decided it might be time to pay a visit to the ship’s mechanic, Yuri.
He picked up a push broom and began sweeping up the cargo bay. He remembered sweeping the bay with Miss Abby on occasion. He missed her dearly. He thought about Abby as he worked. He felt real bad about what happened to her. He knew he had no control over himself when he beat that guy on Greenleaf. He didn’t think he killed him, but then he was not in any sort of mind to be aware of much.
When the cargo bay was swept clean, he climbed the steps up to the galley. He tuned the cortex to music. An appropriate song began to blast through the speakers paired around the room.
The first thing to do was gather up the dirty dishes and get them cleaned up. ‘I never made that coffee cake I told the doc I was going to make. Always tomorrow.’ Joe scrubbed some pots and washed the coffee cups. He placed everything on the drying rack, then emptied out the coffee pot. He rinsed that out thoroughly, then filled it with water. He pulled out a filter, filled with coffee grounds and set the pot to brew.
He looked at the cups, pots and dishes in the drying rack and began to dry them with a towel. Once put away, he laid out a few more of the cleaned cups. Then he went into dry storage to see if any of the pastries he’d made were still any good. Two of the pies were still good. They would need to be thrown out in three days; one apple pie, one blueberry pie and one peach cobbler. There were also chocolate chip cookies, raisin cookies and sugar cookies left over. A pot of beef stew sat idling in the cold storage. It was good for another three days. ‘Might as well heat this up for a meal.’ Joe pulled the stew out, set it on the stove and set it to heat up.
The coffee was ready, a few pastries were laid out for people to take as they needed and the stew was heating up. Next Joe wanted to inventory his foodstuff. He made of a list of what he had on hand:
a dozen green peppers
A dozen red peppers
three cucumbers
asparagus
green beans
peas, carrots
1 lb. potatoes
beets
lettuce
cabbage
1 lb. onions
celery
two pounds of MacIntosh
two pounds of Cortlands
two pounds of Spencers
several pieces of meat in the freezer
A dozen red peppers
three cucumbers
asparagus
green beans
peas, carrots
1 lb. potatoes
beets
lettuce
cabbage
1 lb. onions
celery
two pounds of MacIntosh
two pounds of Cortlands
two pounds of Spencers
several pieces of meat in the freezer
There was a leftover pot of chili that was pretty old. A few other unrecognizable things needed to be trashed. He threw them out into the garbage chute and then began cleaning up some pots. The passenger, Edina Wyman came in with some glasses to be cleaned. Joe included those in with the pots and other sundry items that appeared to accumulate as he cleaned out cold storage.
By the time he was finished, the stew was ready. He poured himself a bowl, a cup of coffee and took some crackers for his soup to eat a lunch meal. He sat at the table to eat his meal while looking through the cortex for some recipes.
Honey Garlic Pork Chops
Pork Chops in a mushrooms and garlic gravy
Baked Ham
Scalloped potatoes
Twice baked potatoes.
Pork Chops in a mushrooms and garlic gravy
Baked Ham
Scalloped potatoes
Twice baked potatoes.
All wonderful ideas for a dinner meal. He settled on the Pork Chops in mushrooms and garlic gravy with garlic mashed potatoes and bacon bits and a side of peas and carrots for dinner today.
When his soup bowl was empty, he poured another cup of coffee and took a piece of peach cobbler. He returned to the table to play solitaire, drink his coffee and eat the dessert. After a half hour, he decided it might be time to pay a visit to the ship’s mechanic, Yuri.
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