Evilshy

true, but the REAL freeman doesn't NEED to communicate! He's too awesome for communication!

 

That's incorrect. I communicate quite a lot, through my silence and cold stares. But I can't exactly be silent at you through the Internet, can I?

Physically, I prefer cuteness over what you could call sexiness. It has a lot to do with the face and hair, as opposed to the whole body. I prefer shorter, dark hair, but appearance isn't a deal breaker. I really like Asian girls. Qualities I find cute seem to be a lot more common in Asians. Height doesn't matter to me much. I'm not a chubby chaser, but chubbiness isn't a turn off for me like it is for some.

Personality wise, I like tom boys, but again, they're not the only ones I'm attracted to. Obviously, shared interests are a must, as is intelligence.

I've always felt... Not sure how to say it, but... inferior (for lack of a better term) to women. That's not the right word, but I can't think of a better one. I like equality in a relationship, and would never think of myself as better than my girlfriend.

In private (like, when it's just us together, not talking about sex here) I like a girl who can take control, and is okay with me acting more or less like a servant. I've been with girls who always felt like they were being rude, despite my insistence that I liked the feeling that my purpose was to make her happy in any way she wanted me to.

Suffice it to say, I'm submissive, and I like a girl who feels comfortable being dominant.

My cousin has a butterfly knife disguised as a ballpoint pen. It's awesome.

This is basically the knife I have now, except without the biker stuff:

since when did Gordon Freeman ever talk! He's mute! This Gordon is obviously a fake!

 

I'm not talking, I'm typing...

Yeah I thought it was, but it isn't a very good message isn't it. What I got from this movie is that it only was about going there, killing everybody else, and doing anything to survive, even if it involves lieing to everybody. I felt to me like only Katniss was faking but the guy was true, and that felt pretty bad.

 

That's a major theme in the series; that the Capitol forces you to do horrible things in order to survive.

And yes, she was faking it (mostly) and he was true. She does have some slightly feelings for him, but throughout the whole series she's really confused as to her feelings. It literally isn't resolved until the last few pages of the series XD

Also, Clove was hot. I've always liked psycho evil chicks, and the fact that she uses knives made it even better

Might have something to do with Aperture Science taking over the server.

But seriously, I'm thinking it could've been forgotten due to all the other stuff going on right now.

Sience can only lead to victory. There is no need to terminate it.

 

Science knows no master. It is neither good nor evil, but those who use it are. We must take down those who would use science to oppress and destroy. We will not terminate science, only those who use it to achieve malevolent aims.

Damn, I'm too late. The userbase has already been assimilated.

No worries. I fought the entire transhuman element of the Overwatch. And I must remember what G-man said: The right man in the wrong place can make all the difference...

Rally to me, people of the forums. Together, we can throw off the hand of tyranny and quell the forces of Aperture Science. Would you see your friends and family struck down? Would you see your homes burned and your children kidnapped in the name of "experiments"? I may be a scientist, but I am also human! Science cannot come before freedom, and it is freedom that we fight for!

Already, they have disabled my ability to view the full site from my mobile device, limiting my powers to aid in this fight, but I assure you, my resolve has not and will not waiver, and I will not rest until these forums are returned to their former glory!

Men, women, people, ponies, all of you. Join me, and we will bring down Aperture Science. Join me, and we will save humanity!

Everybody calm down. I got this.

Simon laughed maniacally. When us realized he was silenced, he lowered his voice to a whisper, so it wouldn't be blocked by the spell.

"Ha ha! They won't kill me, that's my punishment" he changed his voice to a surprisingly good imitation of the Princess. "Well, Simon, I was going to have you executed, but that seems a bit merciful, don't you think? Why don't I just remove your legs and let you lay in bed for the rest of your life? Don't worry, we'll keep you alive to enjoy every minute of it. Maybe you can have your legs back if you behave, but I doubt it."

His voice returned to normal. "I don't know who you are, and I don't care. I don't care if you live or die, just put me back." He glared at Thunder. "If you take me away, there's no way I'll get my legs back."

I don't get it.

My first job was technically as a door-to-door salesman type, yet due to the product I was selling I couldn't really go door-to-door and had to get recommendations and interviews from people I knew and from people they knew. They were actually kinda cutthroat about it in that I basically had to pester people until they finally caved and gave me a sheet of names to make me go away. As you can well imagine, I only lasted a few months before I quit.

 

For those wondering, the product I was selling were knives. High quality knives and other kitchen utensils too, but knives none the less. Which totally isn't creepy in the slightest...

 

Cutco? Yeah, huge pyramid scheme, all the managers are assholes, I quit after about a month. Only good thing about working for them is the discount on the starter kit thingy. They are good knives, they're just overpriced and the company is full of assholes.

My first job was at a Retirement Home. WORST JOB EVER. SERIOUSLY. Never work at one.

 

Now I work at a Chinese Restaurant.

 

Funny. I used to volunteer at a retirement home, and now I work at a Chinese restaurant

But I was an activities volunteer. Calling bingo, serving food and drinks, gambling, I had fun with the old people

Now I get free Asian food and have awesome coworkers and an awesome boss, so I'm still happy

I'm 20 and I still have never had a job. I think I'm... pretty sad.

 

It depends on the circumstances whether or not I'll be getting one anytime soon. Though I would like to, they always reject me for not having prior experience.

 

Do some volunteer work. It might not be work experience, but it's experience, and it helps. And network. Network hard.

You think YOU see it everywhere?

My physical fucking therapist has a Facebook page that I am told I should "like".

I've had this idea for a long time, and even have the first few chapters written out (on paper, unfortunately). It follows some generic characters on a generic quest that they were chosen for by some generic celestial forces, to find some generic objects of power to stop a generic villain from achieving a generic goal.

The mainest main character is one of the heroes, and the only character (so far) who realizes how silly and cliche his world is. Most of the jokes poke fun at JRPG cliches, but there are plenty of jokes based on cliches from other things, and a few of my own (such as a family of warriors called the -ightHawk clan, who all change their names to different homophones following major changes in their lives. for example, NightHawk changes his name to KnightHawk, and is very adamant about the spelling.)

Anyway, I'm in two minds. I like writing comedy, but I don't like writing, if that makes sense (it probably doesn't). If I started writing it, would you people read it? That's been the main thing with my writers block, I never feel like it was worth it because so few people read it.

I'd wish the title used proper grammar.

I'd wish for full dimensional manipulation powers. Time travel, teleportation, travel between alternate universes, anything would be possible

A few years ago, my dad was driving me to this before-school thingy, and it happened to he snowing. It was about 6:30 AM. I would've driven myself, but my car wouldn't've been able to make it, and he didn't want his car left at my school all day.

A little up the road (we live on a mountai), where the main road intersects a gravel road, there were two cars on the side with, one empty and the other with two dudes in it. My dad rolled down his window to ask if they were okay. One of them replied with something like "yeah, my friends car ran out of gas, we were just about to go down to the gas station to get some gas."

We drove on, suspecting that the dude was full of shit, and voicing our opinions as to what they were really doing. Since it's a gravel mountain road that's out of the way (except the one place where intersects the road in our neighborhood), we get all kinds of weirdos up there. People have dumped trash, stolen cars, even a few bodies along that road. My dad and I were both thinking it was a drug deal or something.

Anyway, the road we take through the neighborhood goes over the summit of the mountain (only about 2000' in elevation), and start coming down. We were talking, and I guess we were both pretty distracted because my dad didn't notice he was going 30 miles an hour downhill in 3 inches of snow coming up on a curve.

Needless to say, we were unable to stay on the road. I'd like to say that I thought something deep, like I saw my life flash before me, or I thought about everything that was truly important to me, but I was really tired and my only thought was "oh fuck, that airbag is going to hurt my face".

I'm not sure exactly how it happened, but we ended up sideways and rolled twice down the mountain (about 30-45 degree incline at this particular part) before we were stopped by a big ass tree. My dad and I just sat there, upside down and suspended by our seatbelts, for a few second before checking to see that we were both okay. Ironically, the airbags did not go off, and my face was perfectly unharmed, as was the rest of both our bodies. We climbed awkwardly out of the drivers side window and walked back home. The two dudes and their cars weren't there, which confirmed that they were lying (and actually, we found out later that they had indeed been dealing meth).

Sooooooo... Yeah, that's my story.

"I don't know!" Simon half yelled. He looked around frantically to see that they were all looking at him.

"Stop looking at me like that! Not without my legs!"

He began to thrash again, trying in vain to strike Thunder.

"I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU! STOP LOOKING AT ME AND PUT ME BACK! I WON'T LEAVE MY BED WITHOUT MY LEGS!"

Where did my OC go ?

 

Presumably, the archives.

I might point out that the layout of the database doesn't work very well for us mobile users :/

Simon thrashed back and forth as he was lifted.

"No! Not without my legs! I'm not leaving without my legs!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and fear and insanity shown brightly in them.

"Put me back! I'm not going anywhere without my legs!"

Addressing rudolphin and gingerpotato:

First of all, clones have the intelligence of a human, because they ARE human. It was specifically stated in Attack of the Clones that they are superior to droids because they are human and can think like one. There are numerous instances in the expanded universe showing great tactical intelligence, which makes sense, seeing as they are all clones of Jango Fett, a Mandalorian, and one of the greatest bounty hunters in the galaxy.

Also, they spend their whole lives training, up until they are actually deployed. They also have augmentations, allowing them to learn faster, and just general physical increases, not as much as the Spartans, but they certainly surpass normal humans. 

Second, their armor. You are referring, of course, to the battle of endor. Those were storm troopers, who have different armor (as indicated by the helmets and general shape and whatnot) and are also NOT clones. The vast majority of the imperial army were enlisted or conscripted soldiers from the many imperial worlds. The clones remaining from the clone wars were the more "elite" troops, due to their enhanced bodies and minds and better/more training and experience. The clones had heavier armor than the imperial army, whose armor was designed more for surviving extreme conditions than for protection in battle. Clone armor is extremely hard to penetrate with projectile weapons, unless it's an armor piercing bullet, or a canon or something.

Sources: star wars wiki, various star wars books, the movies

Now, I'm not very familiar with the Haloverse, but IIRC there aren't a lot of Spartans. There are millions of clones. And though Spartans are hard to ki, they can be brought down fairly quickly by a lot of concentrated fire (judging by the games here; master chief can't stand around in direct fire for very long), so the clones would eventually overwhelm the Spartans.

This is all assuming that it's just soldiers vs soldiers, and neither side has back up and orbital cannons and warships and giant doomsday bombs and stuff.

Eh, it's not that bad. Definitely weird, and they're wearing too much make up, but not that bad.

As duke nukem so eloquently put it:

Clone Army outnumbers Spartans hardcore and wins. Also, they are physically augmented as well, not nearly as much as spartans, but sheer force of numbers would win out.

Whenever I'm asked how I'm doing, I actually tell them. Then, they either have to listen, or they can walk away and feel like a dick.