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« on: April 04, 2010, 04:32:43 am »
Happy, happy birthday!!
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« on: April 02, 2010, 07:31:28 pm »
Well, still not dead.
I have finished the course that has taken up the majority of my time for the last 6 months and hope to have more Layo time again from hereon. Time to make up for 6 months without plotting, backstabbing and (IC) sexual harassment.
PS. It's quite simply amazing who they allow to become policemen in Australia.
PPS. I figure busting Hood!um will get me to sergeant, at least.
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« on: March 31, 2010, 06:45:02 am »
I've been thinking teh same thing.
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« on: March 28, 2010, 02:08:44 pm »
Happy Birthday XB!
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« on: March 26, 2010, 06:41:58 am »
[Pseudo's computer know-how.]
If your computer is having problems, turn it off and back on again.
[/Pseudo's computer know-how.]
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« on: March 24, 2010, 02:51:05 pm »
*Hal rubs the ball of his thumb over the razor edge of his skinning knife. For a brief moment his eyes swim into focus, just long enough for him to offer an amiable smile in your direction. His expression is innocuous enough ... though, there is something ... something that glitters in his eyes. Some hint of malice, a suggestion of madness, a promise of hate. It is from that area of your darkest nightmares, when the unseen beast that chases you endlessly, hot breath at your shoulder is but a step away. Whatever you do, don't turn around. Don't look at the beast that follows. Just keep running. It almost has you. To be caught is to be lost forever. His voice is soft, at odds with his rough countenance.*
"AEST evenings suit me." says he.
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« on: March 21, 2010, 07:48:38 am »
Booking in, will PM details of my extravagant, overreaching and entirely unreasonable ideas for Arkolio.
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« on: March 19, 2010, 06:52:02 pm »
Happy birthday mate!
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« on: March 16, 2010, 03:45:44 am »
Congrats MJ!
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« on: March 12, 2010, 04:58:48 am »
Tralek had a familiar named Minton who had an unfortunate habit of eating shuttlecocks. Bad Minton.
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« on: March 12, 2010, 04:57:01 am »
Jehoram was standing at the counter at the Temple of Deliar when an old lady came up and asked him to help check her balance. So he pushed her over.
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« on: March 09, 2010, 01:40:54 pm »
Happy, happy birthday!!
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« on: March 05, 2010, 10:43:34 pm »
Happy birthday Merlin Jnr!
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« on: March 05, 2010, 03:44:33 pm »
85 deaths and 12 SS losses for me but at a lower character level than Clarissa and subsequently a lower % chance of SS loss for each death. I can't do the exact math as to who wins (loses) b/w Ark and Clarissa, we can just call it even.
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« on: March 05, 2010, 03:35:49 am »
LAWS WE ALL LIVE UNDER
(sorry, tired and can't be bothered Layonara-izing these!)
LAW OF MECHANICAL REPAIR - After your hands become coated with grease, your nose will begin to itch and you'll have to pee.
LAW OF GRAVITY - Any tool, nut, bolt, screw, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.
LAW OF PROBABILITY - The probability of being watched is directly proportional to the stupidity of your act.
LAW OF RANDOM NUMBERS - If you dial a wrong number, you never get a busy signal and someone always answers.
LAW OF THE ALIBI - If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a flat tire, the very next morning you will have a flat tire.
VARIATION LAW - If you change lanes, the one you were in will always move faster than the one you are in now.
LAW OF THE BATH - When the body is fully immersed in water, the telephone rings.
LAW OF CLOSE ENCOUNTERS - The probability of meeting someone you know increases dramatically when you are with someone you don't want to be seen with.
LAW OF THE RESULT - When you try to prove to someone that a machine won't work, it will.
LAW OF BIOMECHANICS - The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.
LAW OF THE THEATER AND FOOTBALL STADIUM - At any event, the people whose seats are furthest from the aisle always arrive last. They are the ones who will leave their seats several times to go for food, beer, or the toilet and who leave early before the end of the performance or the game is over. The folks in the aisle seats come early, never move once, have long gangly legs or big bellies and stay to the bitter end of the performance.
THE COFFEE LAW - As soon as you sit down to a cup of hot coffee, your boss will ask you to do something which will last until the coffee is cold.
MURPHY'S LAW OF LOCKERS - If there are only 2 people in a locker room, they will have adjacent lockers.
LAW OF PHYSICAL SURFACES - The chances of an open-faced jelly sandwich landing face down on a floor, are directly correlated to the newness and cost of the carpet or rug.
LAW OF LOGICAL ARGUMENT - Anything is possible if you don't know what you are talking about.
LAW OF PHYSICAL APPEARANCE - If the clothes fit, they're ugly.
LAW OF PUBLIC SPEAKING - A closed mouth gathers no feet.
LAW OF COMMERCIAL MARKETING STRATEGY - As soon as you find a product that you really like, they will stop making it.
DOCTORS' LAW - If you don't feel well, make an appointment to go to the doctor, by the time you get there you'll feel better. But don't make an appointment, and you'll stay sick.
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« on: March 05, 2010, 02:58:25 am »
I can verify it wasn't until lvl 8 that my (chronically misunderstood) cleric's avatar changed.
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« on: March 02, 2010, 02:53:12 am »
Happy Birthday mate!
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« on: February 27, 2010, 06:03:42 pm »
Happy Birthday!! <-- Bold and Coloured. You must be special.
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« on: February 27, 2010, 06:14:51 am »
The two dockworkers swore long and loud and with such a proficiency even some of the passing sailors (fresh onto the docks off a sleek cutter from Liwich) had cause to turn and nod their heads in admiration. The day itself was hot. Blistering hot ... in a literal sense. The men's hands were red raw from lifting and carrying box after box, bale after bale, keg after keg from their vessel's deck to the waiting wagon. Box, bale and keg that had sat baking in the sun all day long. The *adjectival* wagon they were quick to point out was forty *adjectival* yards further away from where it might have been had the *adjectival* dockmaster got off his *adjectival *slang noun* and organized the *adjectival* crane booking and loading bay as he was meant to have done and as he was *adjectival* paid to have done (but, as it turned out, he was paid just a little bit more to reserve the closer berth for a wily smuggler from Sedera some time earlier).
If the two swearing, sweating and sweltering workers were particularly bothered about their silent witness, they kept their complaints to themselves - an act of admirable restraint given they apparently felt little need to keep many of their other complaints to themselves. They were not alone in deliberately paying the silent watcher little heed, no-one else on the busy docks had spoken to him all afternoon. Well, not since Benny the Snake had approached and talked to him that morning, thinking the stranger an easy mark ... only to scurry off moments later, white faced, tight lipped and refusing to speak to anyone of the discourse that had so obviously shaken Benny. The part-time cutpurse, part-time beggar and full-time scoundrel was not a man easily cowed so the word had quickly gone round to leave this one alone. If the strange fella wanted to watch them work ... well, that was fine as far as they was concerned.
And so the hot afternoon passed. Two working and one watching.
Later that night.
Hey boss, it's me again.
I didn't get the chance to speak to you yesterday, was flat out like a lizard drinking all day.
I ain't making excuses but I thought you'd be okay with me doing what I was doing and just catching you up today instead.
Funny how if you kill an adult, well sure, it makes a little bit of a stir.
Wife or hubby wailing and kids wandering about all aimless like they all of a sudden lost their place in the world.
I ain't saying it doesn't cause a stir.
It's worthwhile.
But ... BUT. Kill a kid and watch what happens.
It ain't just the kid's folks. It ain't just the friends and the family of them friends.
It's everyone.
I don't pretend to be no genius with all the answers to all the questions but I don't reckon a hundred wizards pondering for a hundred years could come up with something that does your work better than just me killing a kid or three.
The grief.
The mistrust.
The corruption.
The insanity.
The hate.
It doesn't just destroy a family. It has the potential to destroy a whole town.
Anyways, as I was saying, I don't mean to make excuses but that's where I was.
I thought laying low was in order today until I had a chance to speak to you.
I ended up down at the dock district. It was bloody hot and I thought that was probably the best chance of catching a breeze.
A vain hope as it turned out.
It was still bloody hot down there.
I ended up spending most of the day watching these two laborers.
I swear to you, never have I watched two people less happy with their work.
Complaining about this. Moaning about that.
I was tempted to go and ask them why they didn't just up and leave and find some other work to do.
I didn't though.
They must've cursed their boss a hundred times over the course of the day.
It was like they couldn't be doing anything at all further away than what they wanted to be doing.
Made me realize how lucky I was to have a boss like you.
You let me do exactly as I want.
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« on: February 26, 2010, 03:26:18 pm »
Happy birthday cobber! <-- Australian
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