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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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I like a small amount of ice in my drink. I cannot stand it when the waiter/waitress fills the cup with ice and then the beverage. If I wanted a glass of water I would have asked for water.
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Wondrous Longsword pg. 62.
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Waiting in the hallway - 4 ...a series of 1d6 pressure traps lining the narrow hallway. Each trap has a DC15 and, if triggered, the creature that triggered the trap must succeed on a DC12 Dex Save or take 1d6 piercing damage as a Spear shoots upwards from the stone floor.

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The Sister Springs pg 177


Ambience ...occupied by Mercuriel.

Blessings of the Springs ...A hardened skin (+1 to AC)
@Theyra@Xandrya@PatientBean@Herald@sail3695

Joe Hooker and I are available for collaborations at any time. You can send me a PM here or on Gchat. If you would like to introduce Yijun Xun, Imani Ozuka, Quill Cassidy, Tommy Pearson, and Sister Lyen that would be wonderful.

Xandrya, Take care of that little peanut. Do you have more time to write or less now? I know it can go either way. You are home with him and not at work, but might be exhausted and less than creative.

I finished writing my first book a few weeks ago and can now get back to Roleplaying. But I have another I will start in November. Hopefully, I can get this one published. /crosses fingers.
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The Bald Hook


Joe Hooker woke up from a restless sleep. His recurring dream about the death of his brothers gripped him as it did every night. It was a horrific nightmare he relived night after night. But not every night did he awaken, screaming. Fatigue, a constant companion for the cook and deck hand aboard the class three Firefly ship named China Doll.

He showered and shaved. His reflection in the mirror reminded him he had cut his hair prior to their landing on Osiris as well as his beard. Undoubtedly the crew would say he looked different. Yes, he was now bald and clean-shaven. No more beard. He’d been growing and trimming that beard for three years now. It almost felt good to be clean-shaven again.

After his shower, he returned his toiletries to their rightful place and dressed in a white tank top, navy blue polyester and cotton blend trousers, his work boots, and his gun belt, which he always wore with his Ruger Redhawk in its holster. He looked himself over in the mirror one more time and almost had a hard time recognizing himself without hair on top of his head or his beard. ‘Joe, who you think you be?’ Joe shook his head and gave off a few mmpfhs. Then he headed to the galley.

The first step was to clean out the coffee pot, which was actually a stainless-steel urn holding almost four gallons of water, and used two and a half cups of ground coffee. He didn’t always fill the urn all the way, but the first mate told him to expect new crewmembers and more passengers. This next sortie would see the China Doll with more people aboard than previously he had seen.

While the coffee percolated, he gathered the ingredients for coffee cake. An hour and a half later, the fresh pastry was complete and cooling on the galley table. Joe had already finished three cups of coffee and was working on a fourth. His hand was shaking, but no one could say if it was the intake of caffeine or the deliberate denial of alcohol.

With the food and coffee set on the table, he turned his attention to cleaning the ship’s head and gathering up laundry from the crew members to begin cleaning clothes. With one load in the washing machine and one in the dryer, he brought out his H&K 770. Insuring it was clear of all ammunition and magazine, he grabbed that, the cleaning kit, and a rag and returned to the Galley. He cleaned the rifle while waiting on the laundry.

‘Miss Abbey is in rough shape. Ah saw what she lookt like after they brought her in. It was all mah fault. She must be so upset wit me.’ Joe had a lot of respect for the eighteen-year-old deck hand. ‘Miss Abby always appears hardened, independent, and spirited. Ah kin git behin’ a person like Miss Abby. She a good shot too. Abby Oakley.’ That thought put a smile on his face. ‘But ah don’ wanna see her yet. Ah’s so embarrassed by mah behavior…mah actshins on Greenleaf. That poor fella ah dun’ kilt. That was so wrong. Ah am shorely gonna go ta hell. I mus’ see a Shephard about this. Mebee I kin go seek one out on Pelorum?’ In the meantime, Joe made a plan to avoid Abby while aboard ship. He knew it would be difficult, but nonetheless necessary.

A few hours into the day, the First Mate showed up with his groceries. “Thank ya, Mister Yoo Ree! Ah knows you kin’t carry the heavy stuff, but mebee some of the lahter items? We’ll git them up to the galley fo’ storage.” Joe carried the heavier items, while the first mate carried some of the other stuff. “Mister Black ne’er helped me carry foodstuff. Might kin’ of you, mister Yoo Ree.”

When the stores had been put away, Joe completed an inventory of the cold storage, frozen and dry storage. He now had the following items on hand:



He added the Apple Pie, Blueberry Pie, Peach Cobbler, and assorted cookies to the coffee cake. They would be tossed at the end of the day. ‘Five days was long enough for these.’ He dumped the Beef Stew out and then planned meals for the day.

‘Looks like mashed potatoes would do fine along with some Pork Tenderloin and asparagus for dinner. Ah kin do a rub for the pork. For lunch, chicken wings, hot dogs, hamburgers, chips, and salsa or cheddar sauce.’ He started getting the meals ready. ‘Mister Yoo Ree named the new crew. Mister Yee Junk? That don’ soun raht…and a Mister Tommy would take Miss Penelope’s place on the bridge. Ah hope he kin fly this tub as well as her. She was good. Also a few passengers this trip. Miss Quill. She seemed nice, of what ah could see of her and Miss Ee-Mahn-ee. Not shore what the deal wit her is.’ Joe contemplated the new arrivals and what Yuri told him. Joe almost forgot about Sister Lyen. ‘Ah dun know if’n that Sister is comin aboard wit us. Mebee her too?’ lot’s ah mouths ta feed. That’s fo shore.’ Joe allowed a smile as he continued his work in the Galley.

'Ah think ah'll let the beard grow out agin.'

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