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It's Party Time! / Re: Hangman
« on: December 25, 2018, 01:44:49 PM »
Think I got a good one. 
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The Fridge / Re: Merry Christmas, Everyone!
« on: December 25, 2018, 01:42:39 PM »
Merry Christmas, everyone! 
I ended up with:
A mug with a picture of my OC on it that my wife designed through a company that does that (though she drew the picture)
A Pierce-Arrow Motor Car Company shirt
A Doc Hudson mechanic shop shirt
A very nice safety razor set (going to get into old school shaving)
And my mom and dad chipped in for a very, very nice and generous present, though as I'm a humble guy, I'll keep it private.
Hope everyone had a very merry Christmas, and sounds like some nice presents to this point.
I ended up with:
A mug with a picture of my OC on it that my wife designed through a company that does that (though she drew the picture)
A Pierce-Arrow Motor Car Company shirt
A Doc Hudson mechanic shop shirt
A very nice safety razor set (going to get into old school shaving)
And my mom and dad chipped in for a very, very nice and generous present, though as I'm a humble guy, I'll keep it private.
Hope everyone had a very merry Christmas, and sounds like some nice presents to this point.
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Random Role Play / Re: Blanking the Slate
« on: December 24, 2018, 01:57:41 AM »
The ferret pursed his lips again, and shifted his mouth to one side before moving it back. "Well... I'd describe myself more as an absentee part of the team. Here and there, in and out." he waved his paw in a circular motion. He considered her words, chewing on his bottom lip. "Thank you... if I do decide to step aside... it's good to know you'd come up with an excuse for me... I haven't decided yet though." he admitted. "I think it's not necessarily that I'm not good enough..." he trailed off, not finishing, as if there was more on his mind, but he wasn't voicing it.
"Heh... all right... deal." he nodded to her request to not decide anything until dinner. "Uh... carbonara is my favorite but... I'm not sure you know how to make it, plus it's kind of finicky. I could show you though... if you want." he smiled slightly. "Or if you just want to keep it simple... I really don't mind. I'm Italian after all... pasta is my blood." he chuckled. He made no move to exit the Locomobile, sitting back in its seat for now as he waited for Emilena's response.
"Heh... all right... deal." he nodded to her request to not decide anything until dinner. "Uh... carbonara is my favorite but... I'm not sure you know how to make it, plus it's kind of finicky. I could show you though... if you want." he smiled slightly. "Or if you just want to keep it simple... I really don't mind. I'm Italian after all... pasta is my blood." he chuckled. He made no move to exit the Locomobile, sitting back in its seat for now as he waited for Emilena's response.
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Random Role Play / Re: Blanking the Slate
« on: December 23, 2018, 12:08:09 PM »
He pondered it, but the last name made sense. "Oh... well I don't think I would've judged you negatively or anything... the fact you've survived more challenging situations than most people have ever been in in their lives means you really aren't mentally stunted." He shook his head. "As you mentioned... it was desperation... I might've done the very same thing in your position." he confessed. "Saw it as the easy way forward and the way to get out." he nodded.
As she sank into the seat, he did the same, leaning back and resting now, finding it much easier to do so in one of these cars than anywhere else in his mansion. Perhaps it was the solitude... or perhaps it was the sheer beauty that surrounded him, but whatever it was, he had always had a much easier time down here than upstairs. "Oh?" he perked up, raising his brow. "An actual submarine? Must have a lot of crew manning it... unless it's one of those remote drone type deals." he commented. He briefly considered letting her know about his own ship, but figured it wasn't worth bringing up. "Heh... I guess that's why I partly came down here... you mentioned taking care of myself... that's part one of my musings... part two is well... the merit thing. I mean sure I might be a great guy or what you said but... I only have very basic firearms skills... almost no combat training... I can back you guys up easily enough but... this mission sounds like a whole new level... it's not just me providing transportation to some neighborhood... we'll be out at sea... and I'm not sure if my ability to back you guys up is going to be very useful. Now you might argue an extra gun is an extra gun but... compared to your skills, I don't want to be a liability out there. You guys have been together awhile... fought together... understand each others' abilities and form cohesion." He pointed out.
"Me?" he pressed a paw to his chest. "I don't want to do more harm than good." he shook his head.
As she sank into the seat, he did the same, leaning back and resting now, finding it much easier to do so in one of these cars than anywhere else in his mansion. Perhaps it was the solitude... or perhaps it was the sheer beauty that surrounded him, but whatever it was, he had always had a much easier time down here than upstairs. "Oh?" he perked up, raising his brow. "An actual submarine? Must have a lot of crew manning it... unless it's one of those remote drone type deals." he commented. He briefly considered letting her know about his own ship, but figured it wasn't worth bringing up. "Heh... I guess that's why I partly came down here... you mentioned taking care of myself... that's part one of my musings... part two is well... the merit thing. I mean sure I might be a great guy or what you said but... I only have very basic firearms skills... almost no combat training... I can back you guys up easily enough but... this mission sounds like a whole new level... it's not just me providing transportation to some neighborhood... we'll be out at sea... and I'm not sure if my ability to back you guys up is going to be very useful. Now you might argue an extra gun is an extra gun but... compared to your skills, I don't want to be a liability out there. You guys have been together awhile... fought together... understand each others' abilities and form cohesion." He pointed out.
"Me?" he pressed a paw to his chest. "I don't want to do more harm than good." he shook his head.
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Random Role Play / Re: Blanking the Slate
« on: December 22, 2018, 10:40:42 PM »
He nodded a little at her admission, pulling his claw back to rest it on his lap as he watched her speak. So there was an orphanage and... his head rocked back a little at the Growth Acceleration program she'd been a part of. "Holy shit..." he whispered. "I don't think I knew that about you!" He exclaimed. "Jumping from nine years old to an adult..." He nodded. "Yeah I mean... there'd definitely be some formative things missing there. But yes... I guess the police force would at least give you a... somewhat simplistic view on the world." He admitted. "I just... I never knew... I never knew that." he emphasized. As she paused, and then said she missed things being simple, he pursed his lips again. Yeah... those were true words. He pined for the days where he didn't have anyone threatening things he cared about... where he could just take a car out for a drive... not worry about having to shoot people or using his fists... what happened to those days? And... perhaps reclaiming them was partly why he was hesitating now.
But she had asked him a question, and the ferret swallowed. "Um..." he started out softly. "I... didn't like my father's strict demeanor... and when I found out what he really did... I disliked it even more. I rebelled... did my own thing... but jeez... childhood... it was..." he shook his head, looking out through the windshield. "It was nice... rides in these cars... family outings... my father was generous... strict but generous. But no... he expected me to follow in his pawsteps... and threatened to cut me off from everything if I didn't... so... as said... rebelled. Joined the Purifiers... and now... I guess I settled on a bit of a compromise. Reconciled with my father but... turned his empire into my own vision... not his." He commented, looking over to her now, and resting a paw on the steering wheel, giving her a small smile.
But she had asked him a question, and the ferret swallowed. "Um..." he started out softly. "I... didn't like my father's strict demeanor... and when I found out what he really did... I disliked it even more. I rebelled... did my own thing... but jeez... childhood... it was..." he shook his head, looking out through the windshield. "It was nice... rides in these cars... family outings... my father was generous... strict but generous. But no... he expected me to follow in his pawsteps... and threatened to cut me off from everything if I didn't... so... as said... rebelled. Joined the Purifiers... and now... I guess I settled on a bit of a compromise. Reconciled with my father but... turned his empire into my own vision... not his." He commented, looking over to her now, and resting a paw on the steering wheel, giving her a small smile.
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Random Role Play / Re: Blanking the Slate
« on: December 22, 2018, 09:55:44 PM »
"Heh... of course." he smiled in response to her first statement, even smirking a bit. "That... was my assessment as well." As he listened, he closed his eyes, flashing back to those days... Lily and Axel... the compassionate ones... Lily was a homicidal maniac with too much power... now fortunately deceased; who knew what her clone wanted though... and Axel... poor guy went from being a good friend to a washed up drunk who seemed very self-absorbed. His eyes snapped open as he heard Emilena opening the Locomobile's door. Smiling, he did the same on the driver's side, tugging it back so he could step up onto the running board and settle down on the comfortable, plush, dark blue leather seat.
"Heh... you have good taste." He commented. "This is such a beautiful car. Was very expensive in its time..." He swung the door shut now, and looked down to the blue rug his paws rested on, and the nickel plated dashboard. "I think my favorite thing about this car are the dark blue artillery spokes on the wheels... really gives it a dignified appearance." he sighed, tracing his claws over the nickel plating with almost a sort of reverence.
As she spoke next about how he had changed, he pursed his lips, staring at the various instruments on the dash, and tracing a claw over the Delco starter lever, running the claw back and forth. "Heh... I guess I just... I don't know... inheriting everything and losing my father... was a humbling experience... made me realize I can't take anything for granted... nor should I." he sighed again. "And how about you?" he asked, glancing over to her as they sat side by side in the upscale Locomobile. "You feel you've changed? You mentioned putting on an act earlier... so which is this? Actress Emilena... or more vulnerable Emilena?" he inquired slowly, still running his claw on the starter lever.
"Heh... you have good taste." He commented. "This is such a beautiful car. Was very expensive in its time..." He swung the door shut now, and looked down to the blue rug his paws rested on, and the nickel plated dashboard. "I think my favorite thing about this car are the dark blue artillery spokes on the wheels... really gives it a dignified appearance." he sighed, tracing his claws over the nickel plating with almost a sort of reverence.
As she spoke next about how he had changed, he pursed his lips, staring at the various instruments on the dash, and tracing a claw over the Delco starter lever, running the claw back and forth. "Heh... I guess I just... I don't know... inheriting everything and losing my father... was a humbling experience... made me realize I can't take anything for granted... nor should I." he sighed again. "And how about you?" he asked, glancing over to her as they sat side by side in the upscale Locomobile. "You feel you've changed? You mentioned putting on an act earlier... so which is this? Actress Emilena... or more vulnerable Emilena?" he inquired slowly, still running his claw on the starter lever.
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Random Role Play / Re: Blanking the Slate
« on: December 22, 2018, 07:39:28 PM »
The ferret returned her smile, giving a smaller one in return, and nodding a little. "Heh, I couldn't consider any of you in my debt." He responded softly, tapping his claws lightly up and down on the fender of a blue and cream 1925 Locomobile. "Well I'm glad I was able to do that for you." He nodded again. "I really am." He narrowed his eyes, looking off into the distance, as if thinking. "Heh... I wouldn't even know what to ask for." He confessed, looked back to her at this juncture. "But if I can ask you something... why the sudden change?" he asked. "I mean I know I've been kind of out of the loop for awhile, and I hope this doesn't offend you but... I don't remember you being this kind and well... concerned over others' well being, my own most of all. I do distinctly remember you being... well different, let's just say." he informed her, curious as to her answer.
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Attic Treasures / Re: What are you reading?
« on: December 22, 2018, 06:53:50 PM »
SS Atlantic: The White Star Line's First Disaster at Sea.
Very good read on a very obscure topic about the sinking of the SS Atlantic off Nova Scotia's coast. Tragic but engrossing as well.
Very good read on a very obscure topic about the sinking of the SS Atlantic off Nova Scotia's coast. Tragic but engrossing as well.
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Random Role Play / Re: Blanking the Slate
« on: December 22, 2018, 06:44:44 PM »
Tony jerked his head upward at Emilena's voice, his arms still resting on the wheel as he looked out over his sea of cars, the Elmore fortunately riding much higher than most of them. Inhaling, he slumped a little, using the wheel for support. "Yeah that's fine." he responded softly, not exiting the car just yet. "Hm?" he blinked, realizing she'd asked him if anything was wrong. "I just..." He began to reply haltingly, pondering how best to word this. "I don't know about my merit to this upcoming mission." He slid out from behind the wheel at long last, stepping onto the running board and then down onto the floor as he began making his way forward slowly, eyes wandering over the line of cars to either side of him. They all gleamed in their different ways, having unique facets and points to them.
Trailing his claws over a teal 1948 Delahaye Type 135, Tony smiled slightly. "Putting your life on the line over and over again can wear you down... and I have reservations about... other things as well." he shifted his gaze up to her here, coming to a halt a few cars away from the elevator. "Either way, I guess I just... came down here to think." he concluded, offering her a little shrug as he spread his arms out to either side of him before letting them fall back down.
Trailing his claws over a teal 1948 Delahaye Type 135, Tony smiled slightly. "Putting your life on the line over and over again can wear you down... and I have reservations about... other things as well." he shifted his gaze up to her here, coming to a halt a few cars away from the elevator. "Either way, I guess I just... came down here to think." he concluded, offering her a little shrug as he spread his arms out to either side of him before letting them fall back down.
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The Welcome Center / Re: Hey everyone.
« on: December 22, 2018, 11:10:25 AM »
Welcome with us! I do hope you enjoy your time here! 
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It's Party Time! / Re: Hangman
« on: December 21, 2018, 10:50:34 AM »
I believe it's Cards Against Humanity
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Random Role Play / Re: Blanking the Slate
« on: December 20, 2018, 03:27:47 PM »
Tony had been semi-listening in, chewing on his bottom lip. Yeah... his father had owned a ship... but it wasn't something that would be capable of being moved easily... plus it'd be ridiculously conspicuous. Oh well...
Hopping off his chair, he shoved his paws in his pockets, still dripping moisture a little. "Sure... this way." he waved his paw for the pony to follow, and headed back into the house, weaving his way through the rooms until they got to the old brass elevator. Hitting the button for a descent, he began whistling a little as he rode down into the garage, the lights kicking on automatically as they arrived. "First one on the right." He pointed to the sleek looking electric car.
Walking over to a panel, he pushed his paw against it, causing it to slide back, revealing the key fob. "Here you go. Just don't wreck it. Door will open automatically for you when you reach the end of the garage, and upon your return." he explained.
He went over to a locker, pulling the door open with some spare clothing so he could change, having mostly dried up in the sun. Keeping the door so it blocked his body from view, the ferret went about slipping out of his bathing suit and into something more akin to an Edwardian motorman's outfit. Shutting the locker door, he sighed, and went over to his vehicles, walking down the row until he came to a beautiful brass era red painted 1910 Elmore. Pulling himself up into the driver's seat, he rested his arms against the big wooden steering wheel. Exhaling, he looked ahead.
Should he go on this mission? Risk his life again? Risk drowning or worse out at sea? Pursing his lips, he tapped his claws rhythmically on the old car's wheel, turning the options over in his mind.
Hopping off his chair, he shoved his paws in his pockets, still dripping moisture a little. "Sure... this way." he waved his paw for the pony to follow, and headed back into the house, weaving his way through the rooms until they got to the old brass elevator. Hitting the button for a descent, he began whistling a little as he rode down into the garage, the lights kicking on automatically as they arrived. "First one on the right." He pointed to the sleek looking electric car.
Walking over to a panel, he pushed his paw against it, causing it to slide back, revealing the key fob. "Here you go. Just don't wreck it. Door will open automatically for you when you reach the end of the garage, and upon your return." he explained.
He went over to a locker, pulling the door open with some spare clothing so he could change, having mostly dried up in the sun. Keeping the door so it blocked his body from view, the ferret went about slipping out of his bathing suit and into something more akin to an Edwardian motorman's outfit. Shutting the locker door, he sighed, and went over to his vehicles, walking down the row until he came to a beautiful brass era red painted 1910 Elmore. Pulling himself up into the driver's seat, he rested his arms against the big wooden steering wheel. Exhaling, he looked ahead.
Should he go on this mission? Risk his life again? Risk drowning or worse out at sea? Pursing his lips, he tapped his claws rhythmically on the old car's wheel, turning the options over in his mind.
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It's Party Time! / Re: Hangman
« on: December 10, 2018, 11:59:31 PM »
I haven't been there, but I'm going in January! But yes, that is correct! You win.
But yes, that is correct! You win.
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It's Party Time! / Re: Hangman
« on: December 09, 2018, 10:24:20 PM »
Yep! One I.
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Correct: A, I
Incorrect: B, R, D, E, O, T
Left: 4
_ A _ _ _ | _ I _ _ _ _
Correct: A, I
Incorrect: B, R, D, E, O, T
Left: 4
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It's Party Time! / Re: Hangman
« on: December 09, 2018, 01:16:03 PM »
No T.
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Correct: A
Incorrect: B, R, D, E, O, T
Left: 4
_ A _ _ _ | _ _ _ _ _ _
Correct: A
Incorrect: B, R, D, E, O, T
Left: 4
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It's Party Time! / Re: Hangman
« on: December 08, 2018, 09:03:58 PM »
No O either.
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Correct: A
Incorrect: B, R, D, E, O
Left: 5
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Correct: A
Incorrect: B, R, D, E, O
Left: 5
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It's Party Time! / Re: Hangman
« on: December 08, 2018, 08:42:42 PM »
No E.
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Correct: A
Incorrect: B, R, D, E
Left: 6
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Correct: A
Incorrect: B, R, D, E
Left: 6
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It's Party Time! / Re: Hangman
« on: December 08, 2018, 06:41:00 PM »
No D.
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Correct: A
Incorrect: B, R, D
Left: 7
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Correct: A
Incorrect: B, R, D
Left: 7
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It's Party Time! / Re: Hangman
« on: December 07, 2018, 07:36:04 PM »
Yep! One A.
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Correct: A
Incorrect: B, R
Left: 8
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Correct: A
Incorrect: B, R
Left: 8
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It's Party Time! / Re: Hangman
« on: December 07, 2018, 05:25:50 PM »
No R.
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Correct:
Incorrect: B, R
Left: 8
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Correct:
Incorrect: B, R
Left: 8