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I wish I could say I'm surprised but I'm not lol.
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The original 'Throw it on the ground.'
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Good luck Tuck.
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When a thread gets locked while I'm in the midst of typing my retort: 3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwro8doo…
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Stone Dragon: Kult of Athena's selection is as good as their website is bad. You can even get an Albion from them though you'll have to wait a year or so.
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A Pepsi huh. Have you considered bringing peace to the middle east?
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I wish I could say I'm surprised but I'm not lol.
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7 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Vitruvia rides again. It's good to be back into action.
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7 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
After their victory on Athega Primus the sister was returned to her duties with barely a moment to spare to say goodbye to Horacio. She was returned to the cold stone and antiseptic air of the chapel where her deeds in combat had not gone unnoticed. The sister was assigned to the training yards to assist in the close combat training of the novices. There she acquired a reputation as a brutal taskmaster; the enemies of the God Emperor would show no mercy and Vitruvia didn't either.
The status that came with distinguishing herself on the field of battle didn't escape Vitruvia's notice and she parlayed it into exceptions from the minor tasks that often occupied a sister's time. She spent this spare time in marathon sparring sessions with the Order's training servitors. These sessions were physically and mentally exhausting as Vitruvia always set the servitors on the highest settings and drove herself to, or beyond, the point of injury or collapse.
Perhaps the Hospitallar's grew wearing of seeing her but service required sacrifice.
Vitruvia found the experience physically grueling but spiritually moving. To suffer for the God Emperor was a blessing and she sang a hymn of praise every night before she slept.
However, more than the physical or spiritual benefits she found that by driving herself to the limits of her body and mind she improved at a rapid pace. She had begun to study the seventh form of Uvultu, a style developed by the fanatical crusaders of a feral world as they purged their planet of unbelief in the 37th millennium. The planet had long since been strip mined of all valuable resources and abandoned but Uvultu had survived in a few scattered tomes in the libraries of the Order as it's creators were sufficiently righteous and it's techniques were considered especially useful with the chainsword, if hard to master.
But master it she would.
She rejoiced when she was reassigned. There was joy in the Emperor's service. Before she departed she visited the armory and traded upon her newfound fame within the order to swap her bolt pistol for a venerable Kronos Mk II pattern plasma pistol. It's scarred plating and worn trigger spoke of centuries of battle in the Emperor's service.
Vitruvia also had her chainsword disassembled, cleaned, and blessed with sacred rites and holy oils. The Tech-Priests claimed this pleased the machine spirits; a point of doctrinal conflict that Vitruvia did not concern herself with. The teachings of the Ministorum and the Omnissiah could be mutually contradictory and yet true simultaneously; the God Emperor had ordered His Imperium after his divine plan-- Vitruvia's understanding was not required. When confronted with a paradox of belief then faith became the only recourse of the soul and Vitruvia had faith in abundance.
Just in case she also brought an extra drum of ammunition for her Godwyn-De'az bolter, four frag grenades, two krak grenades and two smoke grenades.
When she arrived in the Hall she greeted her Sisters with a warm smile, returning the sign of the aquila with a nod toward Lisbeth. Vitruvia didn't speak, only stood in formation with her helm tucked under her left arm, looking around at those who were gathered and feeling the combined faith and devotion of those around her strengthen her spirit.
The status that came with distinguishing herself on the field of battle didn't escape Vitruvia's notice and she parlayed it into exceptions from the minor tasks that often occupied a sister's time. She spent this spare time in marathon sparring sessions with the Order's training servitors. These sessions were physically and mentally exhausting as Vitruvia always set the servitors on the highest settings and drove herself to, or beyond, the point of injury or collapse.
Perhaps the Hospitallar's grew wearing of seeing her but service required sacrifice.
Vitruvia found the experience physically grueling but spiritually moving. To suffer for the God Emperor was a blessing and she sang a hymn of praise every night before she slept.
However, more than the physical or spiritual benefits she found that by driving herself to the limits of her body and mind she improved at a rapid pace. She had begun to study the seventh form of Uvultu, a style developed by the fanatical crusaders of a feral world as they purged their planet of unbelief in the 37th millennium. The planet had long since been strip mined of all valuable resources and abandoned but Uvultu had survived in a few scattered tomes in the libraries of the Order as it's creators were sufficiently righteous and it's techniques were considered especially useful with the chainsword, if hard to master.
But master it she would.
She rejoiced when she was reassigned. There was joy in the Emperor's service. Before she departed she visited the armory and traded upon her newfound fame within the order to swap her bolt pistol for a venerable Kronos Mk II pattern plasma pistol. It's scarred plating and worn trigger spoke of centuries of battle in the Emperor's service.
Vitruvia also had her chainsword disassembled, cleaned, and blessed with sacred rites and holy oils. The Tech-Priests claimed this pleased the machine spirits; a point of doctrinal conflict that Vitruvia did not concern herself with. The teachings of the Ministorum and the Omnissiah could be mutually contradictory and yet true simultaneously; the God Emperor had ordered His Imperium after his divine plan-- Vitruvia's understanding was not required. When confronted with a paradox of belief then faith became the only recourse of the soul and Vitruvia had faith in abundance.
Just in case she also brought an extra drum of ammunition for her Godwyn-De'az bolter, four frag grenades, two krak grenades and two smoke grenades.
When she arrived in the Hall she greeted her Sisters with a warm smile, returning the sign of the aquila with a nod toward Lisbeth. Vitruvia didn't speak, only stood in formation with her helm tucked under her left arm, looking around at those who were gathered and feeling the combined faith and devotion of those around her strengthen her spirit.
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7 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
@Jbcool Of course :-)
Currently the human race has only one planet. Earth. It's biosphere must sustain 100% of human life; long term survival outside of the biosphere is not possible. If that biosphere undergoes a shift that does not favor human life than the volume of human life that can be supported will be reduced. Perhaps by as much as 100%.
The cause of shifts in the type of life favored by the biosphere are largely academic. What matters is that our considerable scientific and industrial might be mustered and directed toward conserving a biosphere that is favorable to our species.
I do not use the word conserve by accident. I am a conservative woman and I look around at culture, at society, at economic and fiscal systems and I see many things worth conserving. But I also look at the planet and I see something that must be conserved; oceans must be conserved, forests must be conserved, the ozone layer must be conserved and a certain temperature range within which humans can exist must also be conserved.
Perhaps there will come a day when our survival as a species is no longer dependent on one planets biosphere. But we have not yet arrived at that time. For now control over the environment must be seized and it must be locked into place and held there until the human race has advanced beyond it's dependency on a single biosphere.
The cause of shifts in the type of life favored by the biosphere are largely academic. What matters is that our considerable scientific and industrial might be mustered and directed toward conserving a biosphere that is favorable to our species.
I do not use the word conserve by accident. I am a conservative woman and I look around at culture, at society, at economic and fiscal systems and I see many things worth conserving. But I also look at the planet and I see something that must be conserved; oceans must be conserved, forests must be conserved, the ozone layer must be conserved and a certain temperature range within which humans can exist must also be conserved.
Perhaps there will come a day when our survival as a species is no longer dependent on one planets biosphere. But we have not yet arrived at that time. For now control over the environment must be seized and it must be locked into place and held there until the human race has advanced beyond it's dependency on a single biosphere.
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7 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
A delay until after the new year might be best. The holidays can be busy for me, with family, traveling and so forth.
I watched my grandfather deteriorate and pass away. He was a very religious man and he never said he wanted to die but you could see it in his eyes. The degree to which he suffered and the degree to which he slowly lost all of his dignity cannot be understated. It is one thing to read about it and quite another to see it and understand it because you understand the person who is experiencing a fate that is literally worse than death.
There is a point when suffering becomes so great that a dignified parting from life is a justifiable choice. Setting aside the question of how it is to be financed, everyone has a right to control their own body; including the choice to live or die. For those whose experience of life has become one of constant suffering they should have access to a humane and peaceful way to pass from this world if that is their choice.
There is a point when suffering becomes so great that a dignified parting from life is a justifiable choice. Setting aside the question of how it is to be financed, everyone has a right to control their own body; including the choice to live or die. For those whose experience of life has become one of constant suffering they should have access to a humane and peaceful way to pass from this world if that is their choice.
@POOHEAD189 Somewhat ironically I must recommend A War Like No Other by Victor Davis Hanson. The Western Way of War by the same author makes an excellent companion.
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