Ochre_Dust

I like the rumble feature, particularly when it is linked to firing weapons.

Help, I'm being mobbed by a flag of Equestria! EDIT: That wasn't the last page... "Ummm... hello. You have a goatee. Is it hard to maintain?"

You know, between blouses and arm warmers, skirts and stockings, is there something about women's elbows and knees that means, if they're covered with cloth, they super-heat rapidly and spontaneously combust? Just strikes me as odd that the two eponymous combinations of female clothing both leave the middle limb joints exposed.

@@Reaver, @@Arylett Charnoa Gut was trying to process the speed with which the young woman had fled, but he was smart enough to notice that she had turned left when the sign pointing to the university walk-in clinic pointed right. The woman was either the most scatter-brained dame he'd met in a decade, an escaped mental patient, or she was hiding something. As he set about following the woman, Gut experienced two things. One: an applied demonstration of Newton's laws of motion. Two: a deep sense of deja vu as someone again walked into him. He turned about, catching sight of the woman from earlier. When the woman asked where the other one had went, gut stuck a thumb out behind him. "She said she was going to go to the clinic, but from the looks of things, she must've gotten a concussion, cause she just went out into that there fancy courtyard with the crystal fountain." Gut turned on his heel, proceeding to the fountain as he called off a piece of advice. "Watch where you're going next time, missy!" Finding himself at a set of glass push-open doors leading to the courtyard, Gut pushed them both, sending the doors swinging open. The muggy city air of the outdoors pushed against him as he walked out, sending his trench coat billowing about his knees like a cape in the wind. That's when he heard the scream, the tone and pitch made him immediately think of the woman he was trailing. Gut Feeling broke out into a jog, going around the edge of the courtyard, until he saw the woman by the fountain, two men nearby. Gut pinned himself to one of the pillars, fumbling with his trenchcoat, feeling for his equipment.

Every MOBA game ever has a shit community of players. It's been the case ever since the first DOTA custom maps. Ten screaming twelve year olds, four of them Russian, another for of them either Korean or Japanese, and then a final two complaining when you die after your lane gets rushed by every enemy player on the map.

Vampire Rain: Altered Species is by far the worst horror game I have ever played, it wasn't even an actual horror game in terms of mechanics, it was a maze that disguised its dead ends with instantaneous deaths, and then like every Japanese game, puts you through a ten second reminder of how you suck, when really, it's just projection.

@@Knight Hadron, Basically it's a matter of having to keep constant attention on people's eyebrows and lips to gauge whether they are pleased or displeased as I'm talking. A lot of trial and error, along with memorization, and I've learned the buzzwords for making a person feel better.

How to read expressions and body language. Joys of growing up with an autistic spectrum disorder, instead of socializing being a natural, fluid process, I had to break it down into units and formulas in order to make sense of it with anything approaching successful reading of people.

EDIT: So apparently multiposting to the point of blocking out others from making a post is a thing.

333494. Now excuse me as I ride a velociraptor to the site of a nuclear blast armed with an RPG and armored in my birthday suit.

Dogs. That's it, that's the one thing I was afraid of outside of nightmares. Now I love dogs.

I was immensely lucky with my depression in terms of medicating it. My mother had been on Prozac, and it had worked for her, so it was the first medication I went with. I didn't have to deal with those months of trying to find a medication that worked, constantly switching prescriptions.

@@Jellal Fernandes, @@DanishToenails "Alright, Guy-Man, stay safe, we'll meet up with you in a bit, and if not, we'll meet you back at the tent later tonight!" Peregrine called after him. Taking a mouthful of oats for herself, Peregrine then set the bag out for Markus to help himself. "Go right ahead, Markus," she said before looking to the pile of timber they had made. "A fair amount of progress," she said, "but I think we should wait for a time when either Blitz or Glider is around before building anything.

How tight is the clothing you generally wear? Maybe they keep spotting something distracting?

I used to take fluoxetine (Prozac) for depression, but it's been in an unmedicated remission for several years now, so I'm happy to be medication-free.

I've got the best of both worlds, my head-canon is that Celestia and Luna looked like this a few thousand years into Equestria's past:

The Wolverine, World War Z, Godzilla. I had such huge expectations for all of those films, but... it's like the directors didn't even know why people loved these things, like the directors didn't even care.

Lawful Good, I'll take the liberty to do what's right over the freedom to do what I want.

Some people just associate clothing more strongly with gender, and feel it isn't for them. What a person is and is not willing to do within their gender is their prerogative.