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Anuvver fing - when they do sumfing, they try to make it look like somfink else to confuse everybody. When one of them wants to lord it over the uvvers, 'e says "I'm very speshul so'z you gotta worship me", or "I know summink wot you lot don't know, so yer better lissen good". Da funny fing is, arf of 'em believe it and da over arf don't, so 'e 'as to hit 'em all anyway or run fer it.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
A furry convention with locked doors and no weapons in sight.
People are like dice, a certain Frenchman said that. You throw yourself in the direction of your own choosing. People are free because they can do that. Everyone's circumstances are different, but no matter how small the choice, at the very least, you can throw yourself. It's not chance or fate. It's the choice you made.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
People are like dice, a certain Frenchman said that. You throw yourself in the direction of your own choosing. People are free because they can do that. Everyone's circumstances are different, but no matter how small the choice, at the very least, you can throw yourself. It's not chance or fate. It's the choice you made.
Being forced to listen to Jonas Bros, Justin beaver, and pretty much any other pop musicians while being forced to listen to an audio book
of Twilight as my loved ones slowly succumb to madness and turn to the dark side and begin to torture me by singing along..
Being stuck weaponless in a room divided down the middle by shatterproof glass. On the other side of the glass is Osama.
"Liberty is never unalienable; it must be redeemed regularly with the blood of patriots or it always vanishes." - Robert A. Heinlein
Acheron Tomb Legion (shelved until codex update)
Revenants of Khaine Corsair Fleet (2000 and growing)
Blood Reapers Chaos Warband (World Eaters, Iron Warriors, and Death Guard) The only army I actually win games with!
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H.B.M.C. wrote:
"Balance, playtesting - a casual gamer craves not these things!" - Yoda, a casual gamer.
Three things matter in marksmanship -
location, location, location
MagickalMemories wrote:How about making another fist?
One can be, "Da Fist uv Mork" and the second can be, "Da Uvver Fist uv Mork."
Make a third, and it can be, "Da Uvver Uvver Fist uv Mork"
Eric
Stuck behind a till during rush hour with a line from here to Tokyo while having a tourist counting out small change while the people behind him/her are killing me with their stares.
Australia (Recently ravaged by the Hive Fleet Ginger Overlord)
CadianXV wrote:
Mine is losing my loved ones to an action or inaction that I thought would help them. That would plague me for the rest of my life and afterlife.
Wow. Exactly mine, right off the bat. Of course, a personal hell of mine would be my loved ones being hurt/killed and being absolutely, utterly helpless to stop it. I'm not sure which would be worse, that it was my own fault or failure, or that I was useless to help them at all.
Smacks wrote:
After the game, pack up all your miniatures, then slap the guy next to you on the ass and say.
My own hell is to finally become emotionally numb, unable to feel something, being some kind of cold minded machine...
2000 foot sloging IG Cataphracts.... need to recalculate points.... Iron warriors waiting for more bucks with a better job
4th Panzerdivision Ost waiting for orders Reichmarschall!!
Black Corsair wrote:My own hell is to finally become emotionally numb, unable to feel something, being some kind of cold minded machine...
Meh, it's not so bad...
I kid, I kid. My own hell is being constanly bombarded with questions from other people. I've no trouble admitting I'm an insular person, and the thought of people talking to me that much repulses me.
My personal hell is an infestation of some kind of parasite, i HATE parasites to the level of cutting out verrucas and warts on me with knives on sight.