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Re: iMod
by brandoprojectm » January 23rd, 2012, 12:53 am
Just remember this, when you see her on the street.
I'm the cruelest girl you'll ever meet.
I'm the cruelest girl you'll ever meet.
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Re: iMod
by Ridder » July 31st, 2012, 5:56 am
(An Afternoon Walk)
The pad had become a mess. The stench of rebellious behavior lingered in the air, the whole living room a complete and total wasteland of trash, food, and fancy clothing. Sam slowly awoke, his nostrils first to give him a slap when he sniffed the putrid smell, his ears filling with this buzzing that came from somewhere, his eyes slowly adjusting to the incredible amounts of sunlight that wasn't there before.
Hold on a minute, the sun was barely setting when he got home, how long has he been out?
As far as he could tell, he was lying on the couch, completely dazed, and when he looked around, he could see Michael sleeping under the table, Ami sitting next to his head, also asleep, and Buffy lying sideways on the nearby chair.
"ish.... Buffoon..bersisis.ious........damn.............imposterhejvbeixb...nyaaasasadbejc" Buffy muttered in his sleep.
Besides a few headaches and absolutely no recollection of what happened, everything seemed fine. The TV was still on, although at a very low volume, which explains the buzz in his ears, and the channel set to... The Discovery Channel? What kinda party ends with a show about mating wolves?
Sam, reluctant to even want to think about it, instead, pulled out his phone to check the date. 3:43. Thursday. Huh, he coulda sworn it was Tuesday the day he came home. With a great amount of effort, Sam managed to get up, stumbling at first, but he was quick to get to cleaning up. He always was.
The cleanup process was actually far simpler than he thought it was going to be, Drag Mic out from under the table, Put Buffy's top hat back on top, throw away the random trash laying about, and spray the air with air freshner, and although Ami bugs him about the status of "that thing they call an O-Zone", he actually couldn't give less of a damn. Before anyone would realize it was messed up in the first place, the pad was all nice and not dirty again.
All of a sudden, a buzz at the door. Oh, right. Thursday. With a quick slap to the face, Sam was slightly more awake now, enough to greet whoever was at the door. As if he didn't already know.
With a heavy sigh, Sam opened the door, and behind it, the people that always visit him on Thursday. A man in a mask and his girlfriend.
"Oh, hey Forrest, Hey Ashley, how have you been?" Sam greeted them with a genuine smile.
The masked man, the most logically witty guy he knew, took it upon himself to come up with a brilliant response.
"Ay."
The pad had become a mess. The stench of rebellious behavior lingered in the air, the whole living room a complete and total wasteland of trash, food, and fancy clothing. Sam slowly awoke, his nostrils first to give him a slap when he sniffed the putrid smell, his ears filling with this buzzing that came from somewhere, his eyes slowly adjusting to the incredible amounts of sunlight that wasn't there before.
Hold on a minute, the sun was barely setting when he got home, how long has he been out?
As far as he could tell, he was lying on the couch, completely dazed, and when he looked around, he could see Michael sleeping under the table, Ami sitting next to his head, also asleep, and Buffy lying sideways on the nearby chair.
"ish.... Buffoon..bersisis.ious........damn.............imposterhejvbeixb...nyaaasasadbejc" Buffy muttered in his sleep.
Besides a few headaches and absolutely no recollection of what happened, everything seemed fine. The TV was still on, although at a very low volume, which explains the buzz in his ears, and the channel set to... The Discovery Channel? What kinda party ends with a show about mating wolves?
Sam, reluctant to even want to think about it, instead, pulled out his phone to check the date. 3:43. Thursday. Huh, he coulda sworn it was Tuesday the day he came home. With a great amount of effort, Sam managed to get up, stumbling at first, but he was quick to get to cleaning up. He always was.
The cleanup process was actually far simpler than he thought it was going to be, Drag Mic out from under the table, Put Buffy's top hat back on top, throw away the random trash laying about, and spray the air with air freshner, and although Ami bugs him about the status of "that thing they call an O-Zone", he actually couldn't give less of a damn. Before anyone would realize it was messed up in the first place, the pad was all nice and not dirty again.
All of a sudden, a buzz at the door. Oh, right. Thursday. With a quick slap to the face, Sam was slightly more awake now, enough to greet whoever was at the door. As if he didn't already know.
With a heavy sigh, Sam opened the door, and behind it, the people that always visit him on Thursday. A man in a mask and his girlfriend.
"Oh, hey Forrest, Hey Ashley, how have you been?" Sam greeted them with a genuine smile.
The masked man, the most logically witty guy he knew, took it upon himself to come up with a brilliant response.
"Ay."
THE CREED: Nothing is True. Everything is Permitted.
"...That's rather cynical."
"It would be if it were doctrine, but it is merely an observation of the nature of reality.
To say that Nothing is True is to realize that the foundations of society are fragile, and that we must be the shephards of our own civilization.
To say that Everything is Permitted is to understand that we are the architects of our actions, and that we must live with the consequences, whether glorious...or tragic."
-Ezio Auditore da Firenze explaining the Creed, 1514, Masayaf.
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Re: iMod
by Ridder » August 25th, 2012, 12:19 pm
...And all of a sudden, the nice old Apothecary Lady pulls out a Shank and tries to kill Railight!
"No!" A nearby fair maiden cries. She takes the clostest thing to a combustible liquid and tosses it at the Apothecary Lady!
*Dies are rolled*
20 vs 12
Crazy Lady is awash with a sudden influx of Tree Oil! She is dazed where she stands, for the momment. Make a move!
I light her on fire with my magic fire throwing gloves!
*dies are rulled again.*
10 vs 2
Crazy Lady spontaneously combusts! She dies!
The sweet lady, Aria, hugs Railight.
And Railight hugs back.
*dies are rolled. What.*
20 vs 20
The two lovers share a perfec moment together.
Aria leans in to kiss Railight.
Railight does the same.
*more dice rolling. Seriously.*
12 vs 12 vs 20
All of a sudden, a giant monster In a diver suit crashes through the nearby wall and ferociously drills Railight in the face! With Railight screwed, the monster takes back Aria!
"No Mr. Bubbles, WHHHHHHYYYYYYY!"
[line]burebureburebure[/line]
"What just happened?" Sam looks around, completely confused with his spontaneous and apparent death.
Ashley, Forrest, and Ami are all centered around a board game aptly named "Calamity of Awesome".
Ashley pouts and looks at Forrest, the fellow with the impenetrable expression. "Forrrrri! Why did you go and do that!?"
She complains.
Sam looks at Ami. The one holding the Book of Awesome. "Wait, he killed me? How?"
Ami shrugs. "He asked me, in case this game got intimate, if he could insert himself at any time with his character."
"His own character? He has one?" Sam thought that this was just between Ashley and himself. He believed that Forrest just watched to see how his girlfriend would do.
Ami handed him a sheet of paper. "Yeah, he had a character sheet prepared and everything."
"Lets see here..."
Name: Big Fordy
Occupation: Guardian
Age: Infinite
Weapons: Drill, Railgun
Powers: A mastery over Artificial Genetic Mutations
Affilation: Aria's Bodyguard
Strength: 50
Perception: 35
Endurance: 50
Charisma: 42
Intelligence: 34
Agility: 50
Luck: 4-in-1 Clover
History: ???
Sam was flabberghasted. "And you're okay with this?"
"Yeah, sure, it doesn't seem like a terrible idea. I mean, who knows what you would've done with Aria's pure and innocent virginity had you been allowed to go on?"
Ashley went into a flurry of rage on Forrest, but he was handling it like he always did. Smoothly.
"...You're a pain sometimes, you know that?" Sam glared at Ami.
Ami reurned his glare with a mischievous, wolfish grin. "I know. Hehe."
"
"No!" A nearby fair maiden cries. She takes the clostest thing to a combustible liquid and tosses it at the Apothecary Lady!
*Dies are rolled*
20 vs 12
Crazy Lady is awash with a sudden influx of Tree Oil! She is dazed where she stands, for the momment. Make a move!
I light her on fire with my magic fire throwing gloves!
*dies are rulled again.*
10 vs 2
Crazy Lady spontaneously combusts! She dies!
The sweet lady, Aria, hugs Railight.
And Railight hugs back.
*dies are rolled. What.*
20 vs 20
The two lovers share a perfec moment together.
Aria leans in to kiss Railight.
Railight does the same.
*more dice rolling. Seriously.*
12 vs 12 vs 20
All of a sudden, a giant monster In a diver suit crashes through the nearby wall and ferociously drills Railight in the face! With Railight screwed, the monster takes back Aria!
"No Mr. Bubbles, WHHHHHHYYYYYYY!"
[line]burebureburebure[/line]
"What just happened?" Sam looks around, completely confused with his spontaneous and apparent death.
Ashley, Forrest, and Ami are all centered around a board game aptly named "Calamity of Awesome".
Ashley pouts and looks at Forrest, the fellow with the impenetrable expression. "Forrrrri! Why did you go and do that!?"
She complains.
Sam looks at Ami. The one holding the Book of Awesome. "Wait, he killed me? How?"
Ami shrugs. "He asked me, in case this game got intimate, if he could insert himself at any time with his character."
"His own character? He has one?" Sam thought that this was just between Ashley and himself. He believed that Forrest just watched to see how his girlfriend would do.
Ami handed him a sheet of paper. "Yeah, he had a character sheet prepared and everything."
"Lets see here..."
Name: Big Fordy
Occupation: Guardian
Age: Infinite
Weapons: Drill, Railgun
Powers: A mastery over Artificial Genetic Mutations
Affilation: Aria's Bodyguard
Strength: 50
Perception: 35
Endurance: 50
Charisma: 42
Intelligence: 34
Agility: 50
Luck: 4-in-1 Clover
History: ???
Sam was flabberghasted. "And you're okay with this?"
"Yeah, sure, it doesn't seem like a terrible idea. I mean, who knows what you would've done with Aria's pure and innocent virginity had you been allowed to go on?"
Ashley went into a flurry of rage on Forrest, but he was handling it like he always did. Smoothly.
"...You're a pain sometimes, you know that?" Sam glared at Ami.
Ami reurned his glare with a mischievous, wolfish grin. "I know. Hehe."
"
THE CREED: Nothing is True. Everything is Permitted.
"...That's rather cynical."
"It would be if it were doctrine, but it is merely an observation of the nature of reality.
To say that Nothing is True is to realize that the foundations of society are fragile, and that we must be the shephards of our own civilization.
To say that Everything is Permitted is to understand that we are the architects of our actions, and that we must live with the consequences, whether glorious...or tragic."
-Ezio Auditore da Firenze explaining the Creed, 1514, Masayaf.
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