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6 yrs ago
Current It's called the circle of life because life is pointless.
6 yrs ago
"I should go." - Commander Shepard
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6 yrs ago
Towels can’t tell jokes. They have a dry sense of humour.
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6 yrs ago
I want to travel to Prague so I can Czech it off the list of places to visit.
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6 yrs ago
I ordered 1000 kilograms of Chinese soup. It was wonton.
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Lance lowered his arms when he saw that the bandits weren't stopping. "Oh, come on. Seriously-" He was cut off when one of the bandits rode past him and attempted to slash him with whatever he was holding. Well, it was time to take them seriously. Sticking his arm out, he caught a bandit rider by the throat. With one swift movement, he plucked the unlucky bandit off his steed and slammed him into the ground. Several cracks followed as the bandit hit the rocks, knocking him out. The other bandits froze.

Now sufficiently pissed off, Lance reached for his pistol and raised it into the air. A series of deafening cracks followed, the 10mm rounds breaking the sound barrier, coupled with the sheer amount of energy released through the weapon's magnetic coils. That done, Lance lowered his G121 and spun it several times. "Alright. Enough games." The anger in his voice was present. "Go away with your bullshit roleplaying and tell me what planet this is," As fast as lightning, he raised his gun again and pointed it at the nearest bandit. "OR I FUCKING SHOOT YOU! I'M NOT AFRAID TO SPLATTER YOUR BRAINS ALL OVER THE DAMN PATH!" Lance shouted, his helmet speakers amplifying his voice to terrifying levels. He had enough bullshit for one day.
"'Bout fucking time." Lance grumbled as he followed the girl out of a forest and onto a cobblestone road. It wasn't really that wide, though maybe a small vehicle could speed through with little effort. He kept a foldable hoverbike back on the Renegade, but he didn't want to use it just yet. And so, the two of them walked down the path in silence. The landscape looked pretty normal, with vast fields and patches of trees here and there. It wasn't exactly Dover, but it resembled the general landscape of the colony world.

Just then, he heard the galloping of horses, followed by his companion shouting something along the lines of 'bandit'. Lance growled as he turned around, seeing a couple of men riding towards them on horses. The wore what appeared to be pieces of metal and cloth scrapped together. All of them were holding some sort of sharp object. He glanced at his companion, and saw her unsling her bow and prepare an arrow. Meanwhile, Lance simply stood unmoving as the 'bandits' closed the gap.

Then he began to laugh.

"Alright, seriously?" He said between breaths. "Fucking bandits? I mean, come on. This is one hell of a roleplaying game." Staring at them, he spread his arms wide. "Guys, come on. I'm not part of this. Can we just pause for a second and help me out here?" Lance asked, obviously not taking them seriously.
Lance took a breath. Then another. And then one more. Then he lost it. "You DENSE MOTHERFU-" The mercenary stopped mid-sentence and gave an exaggerated sigh. He took a hand off his gun and rubbed his armoured temples. "Okay, okay, look." He stopped and stared at the girl. "I'll just play along for the sake of immersion, okay?" He relaxed and clamped his rifle behind his back once again, though he kept the power on and safeties off, just in case something else happened. "Let's put away our..." He glanced at the girl's bow. "Weapons, and cooperate, okay? I just want you to take me to the nearest point of civilisation. I don't care if it's a city or town or goddamn farming community, just take me there."

He held up his hands to show that they were empty, and walked up to her. At this point, he didn't care if the girl tried to shoot him again, because what would that do? Even his armour's paint was engineered to be resistant to damage. Once he was just a metre or so away, he noticed that he was much taller than her, and his armour added a few more inches to his height. He looked pretty imposing, his grey armour casting a shadow over the girl. "I really need a drink right now." He muttered.
At least you get seasons and a nice place to explore. My country's a giant city.
No. I live in Southeast Asia, in the tropics.
It's either hot and humid or wet and lightningy here.
Hm, yeah. It still kind of sucks living in a country with no seasons.
Well, for starters, it rained the whole day for me here and flooded the main road outside my neighbourhood. But I got to play games the whole day, and I got that going for me, which is nice.
Great. Thanks.
@datadogie Do you think you could provide an image or description of what your character wears? The picture you submitted really doesn't show much.
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