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Sweet :D Then I'll roll myself another cigarette and grab a can of beer :D

@Pie, the job sounds cool enough. I understand what you mean by distractions. I got the same problem myself... Luckily I'm a student, that means drinking beer is sport and morning lectures aren't compulsory :D
African or European swallow?
First name is Adrian?
In Cataclysm 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Hi guys,

Sorry but i'm quiting this. it isn't the type of rp I like to see and neither the post length
Posted!

@Roman, I'm keeping; "Way to go, kid, way to go." as a means of teasing Old Soul :P
The coffee was now almost gone, the caffeine had done it's job and business was going the way it was supposed to go. As the butt of the cigarette fell into the last bit of coffee a slight tsss sound gave Thomas the reassurance it was out. The samurai pushed the cup away and helped himself to a glass of water from a bottle on the table. During all this Throven had been talking about Thomas's idea of the EMP-dart. It was a shame really that it would not work, maybe they could get to the Big Dog before it was activated. The Troll made a good case of just plain old shooting the crap out of the bot. The Elf would however rather shoot the Troll than the drone... Fine, it's worth a lot and it is in your interest zone, Quicksilver thought. Thomas always saw bonus objectives as a means to get a little extra cash on the side. If there was time and opportunity of course, but after the Troll brought it up and Johnson said that their fee would double... Well, that was something else. The bonus objectives turned into extra main objectives, maybe Lei-Ne could get even more cash out of it. She would probably know the risks that were involved in taking an engineer and a not fully tested drone outside. That was a rather heavy, if you would, burden.

And then, all of a sudden, the kid snapped. His face turned rather dark and he started mumbling. What the..., but before Thomas could finish that thought the awakened started to explain. Something about the number of people in the club. Rather unique, Thomas thought, that could actually come in quite nice when put to good use. "Now tell me you overgrown vending machine... who's dicking around?", Old Soul baited. The samurai couldn't help but smile, maybe he underestimated the kid. As the mage continued to explain his thesis the muscle nodded. When the kid was finished he apparently couldn't handle the attention anymore and fell backwards, chair and all... The samurai inclined his head, "Way to go, kid, way to go..."

Back to business, the hacker thought the blueprint were a good idea and could probably get the Elf in, good. Johnson could supply said blueprint, his employers couldn't be held responsible for anything though. Thomas reacted with a short 'Of course.' The DocWagon bracelets were real handy as well. Lord knows the kid could use one. He might have a concussion, if he didn't have one already that is. The last question came from Johnson himself, were they all in? Thomas nodded once, "Mister Johnson, I'm with you. Let's round things up here and get started on the actual planning. I assume the less you know the better, right?"
Time to look for a better job?

What do you do btw?
And we're online again. SWEET!

Silver lining, my headache's gone :)

Typing atm
Ok, I'm going out.

BUT!

I will leave you guys with this:

That doesn't sound too bad, pie ;)

BTW, I'm off to a party in a bit. I think I passed my exam yesterday and of course, now we celebrate :D So, I'm getting pissed tonight and will write a post in the morning, with a headache :)

Me gusta the idea already
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