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Third Mind wrote:
Hey kids look! Big Ben. House of Parliament!
three more hours of trying to get out of roundabout
Aniuś the Talewise wrote:
Forewarned is half an octopus!
Freehold DM wrote:
And they complain they should be respected while on the road, yet they fly through stop signs and red lights with reckless abandon, cut through gas stations to avoid stopping, and are generally a complete nuisance.
I don't care how anybody feels about the dentist/big game hunter. Posting threats on the door of his business AND home is sickening.
http://www.tucsonweekly.com/TheRange/archives/2015/07/29/yes-the-dentist-wh o-killed-cecil-the-lion-is-an-a!&$%*!-but-peta-is-going-too-far-with-this-e xecute-him-thing
Note that the dentist did not go to Zimbabwe specifically to kill Cecil. He went to hunt a lion. The group he hired lured Cecil to him. Also this same week three endangered elephants were killed in Nairobi
Local Perspective: "Why are the Americans more concerned than us?" said Joseph Mabuwa, a 33-year-old father-of-two cleaning his car in the center of the capital. "We never hear them speak out when villagers are killed by lions and elephants in Hwange."
Kobold Cleaver wrote:
Clearly you have not been paying attention to how that dentist is being treated. People are stalking him, his family, his children, the business...it's sickening...
I don't trust Paizo staff to moderate the boards impartially
I roll stats, 4d6, drop lowest, re-roll 1's
I love playing Black Crusade, but the pbp players and GM's are completely unreliable. (Note: Before the suggestion "Well why don't you DM, then" is lobbed around: It's because I'm a terrible DM and wouldn't inflict that sort of misery on anyone. I may gripe about reliability, but I do have the common decency to know my own faults as well and admit them.)
I'm from the Chicago area, and sometimes I put ketchup on my hot dogs just for spite.
As he entered the passageway, he drew an auspex from it's pouch and activated the sensoria array. Setting the parameters to life form detect, he held the auspex up and slowly waved it left to right.
>"30.5 meters to contact. Keep it tight, move out two by two. We have no allies on this deck so I want to see bodies stacked high. Go!"<
The Traitor Marines filed down the passage in pairs against the hull and interior wall. Up ahead they could make out a bulkhead door in the intermittent flickering of the short circuiting running lights. Somewhere in the distance a klaxon wailed forlornly.
>"Tzolar and Korbolek, cover the door. Barca, you and Darilus breach the room and cover. Make it happen."<
Tzolar and Korbolek took up positions on either side of the bulkhead door, bolters at the ready. Barca and Darilus back away from the door, making room to build up speed. Andronical walked up to the flywheel on the door. Gently, he tested the door and confirmed it was locked.
>Whatever is locked in this room must be valuable. Our first plunder of the day."<
Andronical slowly rotated the flywheel and gripped the latch. Barrels raised slightly in anticipation.
On "three", Andronical threw open the bulkhead door and two bolters rattled off controlled bursts into the doorway. From behind the stomp of power-armored feet beat out the tempo of doom.
From out of the smoke arose a whining hiss as green lasersights sought out the Marines. Suddenly, the air was filled with the hissing crack of las fire and pinging solid projectile rounds. Three servitors resolved from the smoke, implacably advancing and firing. One zeroed in on Tzolar and fired off bursts of las fire, scoring his ceramite armor, one of them burning a thumb-sized hole through his pauldron. The other two servitors turned away to seek out new targets. One spied Darilus near the back of the chamber and fired off a shot, burning a hole into the Marine's eyepiece and through his skull. The third advanced down the middle of the room, the autogun affixed to its shoulder blazing.
Just then, Andronical entered the room. Glancing down at the recumbent form of Darilus, he looked back up at the servitor. The serivtor raised the autogun for another punishing salvo. Hatred rose in Andronical as he drew his power sword and bolt pistol on the move. Two round bursts connected with the tracked wheels that had replaced the servitor's legs, shattering them and rendering the servitor immobile. The sudden swing of the power sword connected with the thing's shoulder and drove deep into the hollow chest cavity. Strange liquids showered the Aspiring Champion as the servitor's "life" ended.
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Oh I can just see it...
Rioter 1: Your player just committed a flagrant foul, and he cheats! Very sorry!
Rioter 2: No he didn't! You dress funny! So sorry for saying that, please excuse me!!
Rioter 1: You take that back! Maybe we should sit down and talk about life choices?
Rioter 2: I certainly will not! Yes, that's probably a good idea...
Jacob Saltband wrote:
Note: I can understand forgetting a flank bonus or possibly a buff bonus. That's fine. But to sit back and have to add BaB, Str bonus (or Dex) pulling out fingers and toes then have to do the same thing again with an iterative attack is just maddening.
I have about five or six sets of dice in different colors (I gradually built up the collection) so when I play my melee guy, I roll ALL the attacks and damage (usually while the guy or girl ahead of me is taking their actions) and put it all together before the GM calls my initiative. All I have to do is confirm that I hit and give the damage. 20 seconds and done (just like sex LOLOLOLOLOL).
Bolded: The first post of the OP indicates that Player A has said that in general, apparently to many people with whom he has cut ties. Not specifically to Person T. Player A may have also said those things about Person T (which is very poopy if it happened) but we have gone from some generalizations about people who haven't got their act together, to the specific argument between A and T.
Kobold Cleaver wrote:
The thing is, it sounds like Person T is dragging everyone through her land mine/barbed wire field of agony each and every week. Without progress. It just keeps starting at the same point and going from there every week without fail.
Everyone has their own personal tolerance level for this sort of stuff. After a certain point someone is bound to say "Enough".
Could Player A have been more "sensitive"? Probably.
Could Person T be one of those soul sucking vampires who moan and groan about all their problems and try to drag everyone around them into their pit of misery (and also happens to be T as well)? Also just as likely.
Game time should be for game. Not therapy.
Aubrey the Malformed wrote:
"HELLO! I'M BRIAN BLESSED! AND I'M DOING THIS WEEK'S BBC RADIO FOUR APPEAL ON BEHALF OF THE DEAF!!!"
Yes Virginia, there is sexism
And at least some of us can agree that it's rooted in misogyny (so even when men are oppressed by sexism, it's because of a sexist valuing of masculinity and devaluing of femininity).
What you're saying here is that when a man hates women, he's wrong, and sexist; but when a woman hates men, it's really the man's fault anyway, so he's still wrong. Grow up. Take responsibility for yourself and your actions.
From my lovely niece and her boyfriend I got a Star Wars t-shirt
I got a Build-a-Bear Fluttershy plushie for my grand-niece(!!!) Yeah I'm weirded out that I have one of those too!
And for my favorite redhead I got some window decorations for her room, a scrap book set and some outfits she had pointed out.
I got my older brother a copy of Avalon Hill's "Midway!" (boardgame re-enactment of the WWII Battle of Midway Is.) We used to play that when we were kids (late 60's early 70's) and it went missing quite a while ago so when I saw it I grabbed it.
All I wanted was a pair of slippers. Did not receive lol!
Best watch out saying stuff like that. This is the Festivus season! AND NOW, THE FEATS OF STRENGTH!!
WS: 37 BS: 39 St: 35 To: 32 Ag: 33 In: 37 Per:31 WP: 38 Fe: 35 Wounds: 12 Fate: 2/3 Wealth: 20 Awareness (per) 31 CL Adeptus Arbites (int) 37 CL Imperium (int) 37 Inquiry (fel) 45/40 Ironclaw (39) 30m S/2/- 1d10+4I pen: 0 clp: 12 Rld: Full reliable, Scatter H-O Creed-9 50m S/3/10 1d10+3I pen: 0 clp: 35 red dot sight Silencer Flak cloak 3 All
After chatting with the officer, Cimbria enters the first room on the right, noting the carefully folded bathrobe centered exactly at the foot of the cot. Noting that a hot shower will unwind the coiled tension in her back, she begins to disrobe and puts on the bathrobe,
"Ugh...not much for laundering facilities here...this robe smells...
She steps the the door of the lavatory and puts a hand on the doorknob, in time to hear the sudden hiss and sputter of the shower starting up...
"What the deuce-?"
Alarmed but steady, Cimbria picks up her truncheon, fings open the door and sees: ---
Except that with posters like thejeff, bignorsewolf, and now, apparently, you Kryzbyn, Paizo is not conservative friendly. At. All. The staff is not conservative friendly, and neither are the majority of the posters.
I really do not believe you are qualified to decide that men are not qualified to assist in adding diversity. In fact, that smacks of sexism, and that is offensive.
Grey Lensman wrote:
Friends is friends, but there are some things I will NEVER lend out. Deodorant and toothbrushes come to mind...
Count Coltello wrote:
This is a great way to provide your fiancee with plot hooks, Suddenly-Successful-Knowledge, and all manner of assistance where needed.
Couple of sessions ago our oracle was out taking care of personal business and so missed the session. I played him and my gnome sorc. He's playing a halfling oracle with the blindness thing. So we're in this lumbermill and we get into a fight. Our paladin gets the hairbrained idea to burn the mill and shouts it out loud. So far the oracle has done every dumb thing the paladin has suggested, so I figured, "Ok, at least I know what to do now..." and I fire the light x-bow at the lantern on the wall.
DM asked for a conf roll
DM says "Do that again...I dare you..."
Cue massive fire!
So now the pally is cheering, the fetchling rogue is looking for a window to dive out of, and my gnome sorc is giggling like a loon.
Pally says "Uh oh, too much fire"
Sorc said "whatnoproblemIcanfixthis!!!!!"
Now everyone is blind because I thought it would be even funnier to do the fireworks effect. But the fire did go out so that's good...