Bwah! What? What.... what year is it? What? What do you mean I didn't post when I said I would?
So yeah.... expect a post today, for real this time.
So yeah.... expect a post today, for real this time.
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STATUS: Been practicing drawing for a few months now. Biggest tip I can give so far is copy, copy, copy. It really helps you learn the basics in a very hands on way, 7 yrs ago
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Been practicing drawing for a few months now. Biggest tip I can give so far is copy, copy, copy. It really helps you learn the basics in a very hands on way,
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Finally caught up on Rick and Morty. Pretty good shit. It's not every day a cartoon reminds me of my existential crisis.
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The Boarder Patrol in Vermont has more important matters than illegal Mexicans. They have to stop the White Walkers.
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Unborn babies are essentially mech pilots, right?
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You know what's worse then radio Country Music? Country Music Radio hosts.
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Still here.....
Indeed! All aboard the helicopter thingy! *poorly emulated engine noises*
Oh, wait, what? Saving him? Whaaat?
....will post tomorrow! Or tonight, depending on the universe.
Oh, wait, what? Saving him? Whaaat?
....will post tomorrow! Or tonight, depending on the universe.
@FallenTrinity@BurningCold
"and since you want to put your two fucking sense in as well without giving any significant input I'm going to say this. I will have no problem on this mission overriding any commands you give if you compromise the integrity of this collective group and put us at risk. Finally, should you turn your guns on me, I'll shoot you in the head myself with two-hundred and fifty fucking five millimeters of HVAP round. See if you recuperate from that hole in the fucking head now-" Mason, the man who never asked for this, said, before redirecting his wrath at Hawthorne.
Alexi simply shrugged and smiled smugly at him. "Whatever helps you sleep at night, if you think that's all you need to stop me. But don't worry, super duper captain, as long as I'm happy and getting paid, you wont be my new trophy sitting on my wall." Naive as this man may be in her eyes, she simply decided to let it slide. Mr. Spec ops with the goatee was going to have to learn the hard way like everyone else. Besides, were does this man get off from, thinking noncombatants don't count. Simply crossing her arms, Alexi just let the sheriff dude finish the briefing before standing up finally, stretching her back with a sigh. The sheriff had made it clear to get goin, and Alexi was getting anxious anyway just sitting in this war room watching two men measure each other's dicks.
"Come on, doggy, we need to go play nice with the locals while Mr. Super Spec Ops guy here does his thing." she said, motioning ot Hawthorne as she walked out towards her mech. Alexi smiled as she approached "The Butcher", running her hand along the large blade that was sheathed at its side. Bloodstained still covered its edge, having built up over the years giving it a perfectly sinister look. However, much of the internals were new, having needed to be replaced after the incident. With a sigh of nostalgia, she climbed up into her mech.
"Alright, lets go meet and greet."
"and since you want to put your two fucking sense in as well without giving any significant input I'm going to say this. I will have no problem on this mission overriding any commands you give if you compromise the integrity of this collective group and put us at risk. Finally, should you turn your guns on me, I'll shoot you in the head myself with two-hundred and fifty fucking five millimeters of HVAP round. See if you recuperate from that hole in the fucking head now-" Mason, the man who never asked for this, said, before redirecting his wrath at Hawthorne.
Alexi simply shrugged and smiled smugly at him. "Whatever helps you sleep at night, if you think that's all you need to stop me. But don't worry, super duper captain, as long as I'm happy and getting paid, you wont be my new trophy sitting on my wall." Naive as this man may be in her eyes, she simply decided to let it slide. Mr. Spec ops with the goatee was going to have to learn the hard way like everyone else. Besides, were does this man get off from, thinking noncombatants don't count. Simply crossing her arms, Alexi just let the sheriff dude finish the briefing before standing up finally, stretching her back with a sigh. The sheriff had made it clear to get goin, and Alexi was getting anxious anyway just sitting in this war room watching two men measure each other's dicks.
"Come on, doggy, we need to go play nice with the locals while Mr. Super Spec Ops guy here does his thing." she said, motioning ot Hawthorne as she walked out towards her mech. Alexi smiled as she approached "The Butcher", running her hand along the large blade that was sheathed at its side. Bloodstained still covered its edge, having built up over the years giving it a perfectly sinister look. However, much of the internals were new, having needed to be replaced after the incident. With a sigh of nostalgia, she climbed up into her mech.
"Alright, lets go meet and greet."
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As long as it's not the Persian empire that decsends upon you, I think your misfortune ends there lol
Hopefully
Meh, honestly if legions of ancient Persian soldiers just appeared outside my apartment building, demanding my computer or something at this point, I wouldn't even be surprised.
Okay, so blah blah blah, car engine seized up on way home, blah blah blah, Had to wait over an hour for AAA, blah blah blah, now I'm shopping for a new freaking car......
So yeah, will actually post tomorrow. Definitely will not delay further, unless more anvils of misfortune and fate descend on me.
So yeah, will actually post tomorrow. Definitely will not delay further, unless more anvils of misfortune and fate descend on me.
Yep yep, will be posting today.
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If Alex had his gatling gun, that would be the most appropriate video for his rampage XD
Wouldn't that be a little bit too on the nose? xD
Krauss sighed as he rested by the campfire. He'd spent all day transporting supplies off the ship with the VTOL, often having to help unload the cargo himself. Even before that, he had to endure the expected impatience and anger of his passengers when he broke the news to them. Even now, Krauss couldn't help but smirk at the memory of a hoarse voiced Constance angrily berating him of his decision not to land. Or the shattered disappointment of Ed's face. Yet Krauss remained confident in his decision. No need to put him, his passengers, and the aircraft at any further risk. All this did make him tired though.
Krauss did not share the excitement of the others to an extent. Sure, it was always fascinating to make new discoveries, but something never really felt right about the island ever since he laid eyes on it. Probably the one theory that stuck in his head, that kept him awake at night, was that the Ring of Thunder wasn't there to keep them in. Rather, it was there to keep some yet seen entity out. Krauss shook his head, pushing aside such paranoid thoughts. More likely, it was just some remote island with little on it.
Zoning out to the ramblings of the obviously now tipsy Constance was all he could do to distract from his concerns. Her larger than life stories and ramblings. Ed still seemed irked by what happened in the plan, and had apparently decided to make a point of it. "I still blame you for making me wait," Ed said over his shoulder, to where Krauss and the others were located. "Thanks to you my motivation is gone." Krauss simply waved dismissively.
"Ya ya, I heard you the last million times on the ride back, I get it." Krauss responded halfheartedly. He returned to listening to the drunk Constance attempting to finish her story. Before she could get to the apparent good part, a noise was heard from the brush.
Krauss stood, staring in the direction it came from. "Ya, I heard it." but before he could say or do anything else, the two girls were already on their way to the source. "Ugh... Those fools.... Well we'd better not be left behind, right fellas?" Krauss said, following after the pair.
Krauss did not share the excitement of the others to an extent. Sure, it was always fascinating to make new discoveries, but something never really felt right about the island ever since he laid eyes on it. Probably the one theory that stuck in his head, that kept him awake at night, was that the Ring of Thunder wasn't there to keep them in. Rather, it was there to keep some yet seen entity out. Krauss shook his head, pushing aside such paranoid thoughts. More likely, it was just some remote island with little on it.
Zoning out to the ramblings of the obviously now tipsy Constance was all he could do to distract from his concerns. Her larger than life stories and ramblings. Ed still seemed irked by what happened in the plan, and had apparently decided to make a point of it. "I still blame you for making me wait," Ed said over his shoulder, to where Krauss and the others were located. "Thanks to you my motivation is gone." Krauss simply waved dismissively.
"Ya ya, I heard you the last million times on the ride back, I get it." Krauss responded halfheartedly. He returned to listening to the drunk Constance attempting to finish her story. Before she could get to the apparent good part, a noise was heard from the brush.
Krauss stood, staring in the direction it came from. "Ya, I heard it." but before he could say or do anything else, the two girls were already on their way to the source. "Ugh... Those fools.... Well we'd better not be left behind, right fellas?" Krauss said, following after the pair.
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That looks dope as hell dude
It's also a lot harder to make than I thought. xD But so far, it tastes pretty good.
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