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A Perpetual Motion Engine of Anxiety and Self-Loathing
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So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.
In all seriousness, my Batman opener will be coming... sometime? Eventually.
I made the mistake of guaranteeing it last night before some friends guilt-tripped me into watching Halloween movies until the early morning hours, so I made no progress. It'll be up when it's up.
Make no mistake, though. The Dark Knight will return... as soon as I stop caving to peer pressure.
"And that's how Bruce Wayne, like Vic Sage and John Constantine before him, developed lung cancer and died."
This is the part where I admit that I am literally the worst person in the RP right
EDIT: Also all I have for Frank is he shoots some guys with Vig and then I play the Question. And all I have for Q is he gets ded and then gets trained by cool kung fu guy and then he does detective stuff.
You've already played Question better than Dan Didio with that one sentence...
Ever heard of the phrase bird in hand beats two in the bush? I'd rather have one solid RPer in the game contributing than to cater to whatever it is someone has planned for five seasons down the road. And I know you feel the same way.
Pfft. All you people sharing your secret plans. I would never allow another to see behind the curtain!
*contemplates killing @Master Bruce to ensure his silence*
I'm trying to figure out how to approach someone who picked up a new character which may kybosh something I was eventually planning on rolling out at the end of this season/start of next.
@Master Bruce's decision to only have the game progress 3 months kind of messed me around, so if you want to collaborate in a murder/body disposal, we have shared interests.
So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.</div>
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