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Orlan
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So for some odd reason you want to read a summary of the git you see the said summary of before you... Well aren't you bored if that's the case?
Orlan, the name itself was an odd little thing I came up with in a dispute with a Dutchman based on the place in France; Orleans. Just take the e and the s out and you've got Orlan... The name I use. Never actually visited the place bizarrely enough. That Dutchman was later caught robbing the bank I had just closed down my old and empty account in, even said hello to the unlucky git on the way out.
Notes:
Do not bother me with Anime, manga or whatever else fits in that group, not a big fan of the art styles. Just give me traditional artwork and I'll be happy.
I quite like science fiction, especially star wars because I met David Prowse, poor bloke signed his name as Prowsf on the signed picture I have... He was the last person I expected at that flower show.
I tend to make up little tales and stories, which some people find to be true for some strange reason because of how well I lie according to a few friends and colleagues, the Dutchman Bank tale about the name is actually true, so is the David Prowse autograph event as well, met him in a local town's flower show at the beginning of the reasonably large event.
During my childhood I went on forty holidays, seven of them going to Paris... and I honestly cannot tell you the exact number of how many of them I've been on across Europe... A lot of them to see art and history museums because I cannot help loving the world's beauty in an odd way to most.
I have this strange instinct not to trust or listen to anyone who has tattoos, my own brother's an exception on the listening half, I dissaprove of such things naturally, and nothing has managed to change my views or opinion on it.
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That's all you're getting, can't be arsed to fail at describing myself accurately and I have nothing else to share... Off you go now and do something more interesting, find intreaguing people, after all it is your important time I am wasting, drivelling on about my holidays and my improvisations which are almost identical to the truth at times.
Orlan, the name itself was an odd little thing I came up with in a dispute with a Dutchman based on the place in France; Orleans. Just take the e and the s out and you've got Orlan... The name I use. Never actually visited the place bizarrely enough. That Dutchman was later caught robbing the bank I had just closed down my old and empty account in, even said hello to the unlucky git on the way out.
Notes:
Do not bother me with Anime, manga or whatever else fits in that group, not a big fan of the art styles. Just give me traditional artwork and I'll be happy.
I quite like science fiction, especially star wars because I met David Prowse, poor bloke signed his name as Prowsf on the signed picture I have... He was the last person I expected at that flower show.
I tend to make up little tales and stories, which some people find to be true for some strange reason because of how well I lie according to a few friends and colleagues, the Dutchman Bank tale about the name is actually true, so is the David Prowse autograph event as well, met him in a local town's flower show at the beginning of the reasonably large event.
During my childhood I went on forty holidays, seven of them going to Paris... and I honestly cannot tell you the exact number of how many of them I've been on across Europe... A lot of them to see art and history museums because I cannot help loving the world's beauty in an odd way to most.
I have this strange instinct not to trust or listen to anyone who has tattoos, my own brother's an exception on the listening half, I dissaprove of such things naturally, and nothing has managed to change my views or opinion on it.
End of Notes
That's all you're getting, can't be arsed to fail at describing myself accurately and I have nothing else to share... Off you go now and do something more interesting, find intreaguing people, after all it is your important time I am wasting, drivelling on about my holidays and my improvisations which are almost identical to the truth at times.
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I like doing things like this, it tests how well you pay attention to the situation. I won't give any more hints apart from the fact that there's a whole forest bearing down on an old tunnel, and those spikes were where they were for a reason.
Walk in pitch darkness all the way to either the station or Alaska, avoiding shoddy mines with blinking lights and enjoying the odd warm marker light every say ten miles in a tunnel? For kindness' sake let's say it's a four minute walk to the station and... I don't know American Continental Geography so a very long walk to Alaska? Or use the platform to get to the station, to get the train to Alaska, the mines are quite specific: A warm object less then a ton and a half in weight.
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"Don't go you mad person! We have anti...!" Simon shouts, the platform just going on with Paon and Benji still aboard presumably if they didn't follow the Irish woman who leapt off a platform going at full speed in the opposite direction. "Your friend is as good as dead, she's heading into an anti-personnel minefield, fragmentation and bounding mines bought in bulk from the black market. She will be torn to shreds before we can get back to her. They don't target the platforms or trains because they're designed to trigger on warm weights below the weight of this platform, one ton and a half. She would either be heading to Alaska, the afterlife or a scientist cell, if our new passenger is to be believed and she survives. I think afterlife, that is a hundred mines in a small tunnel that goes to Alaska in almost complete darkness... May whatever religious beliefs she have guide her beyond." Albert states coldly. Simon raises a glass of scotch to Willa, drinking it in one gulp solemnly. "Shame, she was pretty too." Simon thinks after the drink, the platform and only source of light zooming off away from Willa.
"He needs to train Mal. Maybe then that fairy would have the odd day off." Graham states, still amazed at how efficient Mr Right is, not being wrong.
"He needs to train Mal. Maybe then that fairy would have the odd day off." Graham states, still amazed at how efficient Mr Right is, not being wrong.
Interestingly enough the Underground has more then just spikes, they bought some, well around a hundred anti-personnel mines; the kind that launch out spikes, shrapnel and the like... relatively cheap. If google is correct then I mean the bounding and fragmentation ones to also deter scientist pets as well as just the Vlad the Impaler type spikes... they really hate uninvited guests don't they? So Willa is climbing off a platform into the dark minefield?
That platform isn't stopping either, at it's top speed of say 40 miles an hour, around one hundred anti-personnel landmines spread across a tunnel in naturally pitch darkness to Alaska, a very long journey.
Then again they're cheap, thus they'd probably find a nice, warm rock to be a leg or they might be easily noticeable/unstable with blinking lights and really shoddy craftsmanship. In addition there are artificial lights that are designed to act as markers for Underground platforms. I'm a git for certain but I must give a large hope of escape for a better show.
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That platform isn't stopping either, at it's top speed of say 40 miles an hour, around one hundred anti-personnel landmines spread across a tunnel in naturally pitch darkness to Alaska, a very long journey.
Then again they're cheap, thus they'd probably find a nice, warm rock to be a leg or they might be easily noticeable/unstable with blinking lights and really shoddy craftsmanship. In addition there are artificial lights that are designed to act as markers for Underground platforms. I'm a git for certain but I must give a large hope of escape for a better show.
Notice: I added a bit more in detail with editing.
Please do not elaborate.
I didn't mean to make it creepy.
So after three tries their power vanishes? You into a baby, you into a baby, you into a baby, you into a... That's you and three other former babies now after me... Leg it!
Excrete yourself... Just strain then a little version of you pops out of somewhere.
Be banned on not hating the land of the false kings!
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