dragoonson

I love your counting skills,so I'll tell you what.You can start at -1.No?Ok 0 then.

Trying to tighten the bandage on my left foot,which I can just barely reach. Ever tried kicking a basketball?Ever did so,missed,ended up kicking a wall,tried again,missing once more and falling flat on your back?Well,I did.

My ideal life: Doing explosions for Hollywood and Mythbusters,and being paid. At the same time,my entire series of books is published(well,one by one,to create some sense of suspense) and made into movies,in which I'm paid to have the lead role.The love of my life (And I do love her ) watches it,remembers that I do love her,and suddenly calls me.We get married,have three children,all named by me and I have enough $$$ to retire at age 30.

Superman! : I quite thought so too :lol:

Nicotine,and that other thing. Don't try it though,they originally found 4 chemicals that give a higher chance of cancer.Well now that number's 67.

OOC:Why so no posts?Although I'm not too sure how to start out,I'll try and you can tell me if I'm wrong,in which case I'll change it. ICC:Talonial found that his spider half was itching.He lifted one of his legs to scratch it,while one gloved hand returns the parchment to the Sir Tyler. (Can anyone remember the Drow word for human,or surfacer?It'll help my in character.) Ignoring anything the man had to say to him,Talonial crawls out of the city,remembering what his Shalifi-thats master to you humans-had told him about his final target. Searching for a pawn shop in the district,and ignoring curious stares,he crawled all over the area.Finally finding the shop,he prepared some of that poisonous webbings he had learnt to create.Entering the shop,he saw an old man,probably 60 or 70 years of age.Drawing as much spit as he could into the webbing,he spat... OOC:Well,probably the first battle.Make him as strong as you like,but bear in mind he's an old coot.

Uber hot.I get a bit of pain when I rub it. Although if I got it say today,may not be so hot =P

Oh I got tons.My friends are such idiots tbh. "What's an experiment?" "I got 70 out of 100,how many % is that?" Oh and this is a small conversation...This guy's really immature,and when we looked into his health book his pubertal stage was 1 lol. Teacher teaching us basic binary:"Can anyone tell me what 010 means?" Immature bastard:"Its a penis"*starts to laugh like a girl* Me:"You mean that thing you haven't grown yet?" I mean come on,010 so does not look like a penis,the "1" has to be longer(well now I think about it his penis is probably only slightly bigger than his balls lol.)

I'm in the green section,but I have no idea what that means.It was very tldr for me lol.Oh I'm slightly lower than DaN...

Gee,could you be any less original?

Devlen had chosen to wear his turban,wrapping his hair with it and adding a bit of flair by covering some of burnt portions of his face.There were only 3 tables of men in the dining hall,with a wide berth around Sergeant Langzor.To catch their attention,Devlen sends three streaks of fire over each respective table.When they turn to look,he begins the briefing for tomorrow. "Ladies and Gentlemen."Devlen paused,noticing the Ladies were crowded in a fourth table he had not noticed earlier."Well anyway,if you haven't noticed we lost a major battle a few days ago,and we have,what like a hundredth of our previous army?Nonetheless it has come to the Council's attention that the Alliance had marched off Northward in pursuit of the Rebellion soon after the war.This leaves their Southern cities empty and free for taking over." Pausing to take few bites off a chicken wing,he continues."As such they have decided that we are leaving the port tomorrow at sunrise."Waiting for the fearful gasps to die down,he starts again."Only the Princess Rumbah will be leaving the port and Major Bale will be in charge of those who return." He looks around,seeing no sign of the Major,he swore."Okay,he's not here currently,so members of his troop please inform him.He may choose five of you to join him,and the rest will be coming with us." "We will be following the Southern current we found when we came towards the Alliance lands South of the mountain range.The first thing we have to do is conquer their port town of Springton,apparently not on the map we have given out.This siege will be led by Sergeant Langzor,since the Council gave me the choice."He looked at the man's reaction,hoping for some sign of pride. "Once we have got that,we'll need a defensive position to defend it.Therefore we will be going to The Shoikan.For those of you who absolutely suck at Kardian geography,thats a fort possessed by a powerful Warlock,surrounded by Alliance towns.We have sent letters to him and he has allowed us to use the town as a defensive base,provided we rid him of the Alliance.That job will be given to Captain Hawk,so good luck to you." "And the last city we have to conquer before the Alliance returns would be the one exactly at the end of the only pass through the mountains,Heflew.I have been put in charge of this one,so I want you to pay extra close attention to this.Its a strategically strong location,the pass forcing armies into single file.This way,we can take out the remainder of the Alliance's army by simply hiding behind the gates,or shooting them from the mountain tops.Because of that its strongly guarded,and we will need as many thralls as we can get from the previous two towns to knock down the walls.So the main point is that you shouldn't kill all the defenders in the towns we enter,try to take them prisoner so Major Sion can convert them. "The final duty I have to give out would be that tomorrow you are all to fall in on deck by half past five.In the morning."He smiles sarcastically,as he finishes the chicken wing he was eating.Taking a sip of Toolken Fire Wine,he adds that should any of the commanding officers have any questions about the towns they are sieging or protecting they may feel free to message him in his room. OOC:Seriously,if you want a detailed explanation (not drawing,I can't do city maps for some reason) of the town you are in charge of sieging PM me.But of course we won't be attacking straight away,travelling takes time. By the way the ranks I'm using are based on how they are in Singapore.Majors are meant to be higher up than Captain,and Captain higher than Sergeant.Correct me if its different in America,cause I'd rather follow America. EDIT:I've found the terms for army force structure.Currently we have about a thousand,so I'd say we're a battalion in general.Don't worry,by the time get to Heflew we should have enough to be a brigade. [hide=Force Structure]SQUAD Nine to 10 soldiers. Typically commanded by a sergeant or staff sergeant, a squad or section is the smallest element in Army structure, and its size is dependent on its function. PLATOON 16 to 44 soldiers. A platoon is led by a lieutenant with an NCO as second in command, and consists of two to four squads or sections. COMPANY 62 to 190 soldiers. Three to five platoons form a company, which is commanded by a captain with a first sergeant as the commanders principal NCO assistant. An artillery unit of equivalent size is called a battery, and a comparable armored or air cavalry unit is called a troop. BATTALION 300 to 1,000 soldiers. Four to six companies make up a battalion, which is normally commanded by a lieutenant colonel with a command sergeant major as principal NCO assistant. A battalion is capable of independent operations of limited duration and scope. An armored or air cavalry unit of equivalent size is called a squadron. BRIGADE 3,000 to 5,000 soldiers. A brigade headquarters commands the tactical operations of two to five organic or attached combat battalions. Normally commanded by a colonel with a command sergeant major as senior NCO, brigades are employed on independent or semi-independent operations. Armored, cavalry, ranger and Special Forces units this size are categorized as regiments or groups. DIVISION 10,000 to 15,000 soldiers. Usually consisting of three brigade-sized elements and commanded by a major general, divisions are numbered and assigned missions based on their structures. The division performs major tactical operations for the corps and can conduct sustained battles and engagements. CORPS 20,000 to 45,000 soldiers. Two to five divisions constitute a corps, which is typically commanded by a lieutenant general. As the deployable level of command required to synchronize and sustain combat operations, the corps provides the framework for multi-national operations. ARMY 50,000+ soldiers. Typically commanded by a lieutenant general or higher, an army combines two or more corps. A theater army is the ranking Army component in a unified command, and it has operational and support responsibilities that are assigned by the theater commander in chief. The commander in chief and theater army commander may order formation of a field army to direct operations of assigned corps and divisions. An army group plans and directs campaigns in a theater, and is composed of two or more field armies under a designated commander. Army groups have not been employed by the Army since World War II.[/hide] Also,forget what I said about American ranking system lol.I'd rather go with the Singapore one because I can actually remember it =P Quite basically,here's how it goes. [hide=Heres how it goes](All these ranks do not exist for us.Its just a good reference in case I feel Sion needs a promotion =P Lieutenant General Vice Admiral Major General Rear Admiral(2 stars) Brigadeer General Rear Admiral(1 star) Colonel Lieutenant Colonel (And these are those we do have.The Council obviously outranks all these.) Major Captain Lieutenant 2nd Lieutenant Master Sergeant(Let's make Langzor a 1st Sergeant?) Staff Sergeant 1st,2nd,3rd Sergeant Corporal First Class Corporal Lance Corporal Private First Class Private Recruit Of course none of our characters are recruits,though.They're better than that.[/hide] Also,since it isn't mentioned,Den is the commander for the fall in at all times.He assigns duties every morning,tells people where to go and when,etc. I'll be using the Malay terms,which shall set the baseline for Desmork...If you need the terms to know what to do here they are: Oh right,I don't know how its spelt in Malay,so I'm using pronounciation,so don't really worry =P Actually,nevermind just click the link on this website.Its safe,I tried. http://www.eduqna.com/Primary-Secondary ... ion-7.html Though bear in mind its a different corp than the one I was in,and may be different

OOC:Vladmir simply loves Red Bull!Oh right,Red Army lol...Oh my God Hawk,how did we watch a movie that came out a year ago while stuck in prison? :lol: :wall: ICC:Vladmir sat back to enjoy his work.Grabbing a shovel he headed outside the gates to plant the land mine...

If you count running around in boxers shouting "I'm a pretty ballerina!"... TPUM hopes not to see that happen.I personally never did that.I was wearing a skirt :lol:

Owned? :lol: pwned :lol: Verily!I can tell you honestly the way hot oil feels on your skin is way worse than any pyrotech.Mainly due to the oil being a liquid,I guess.

Isn't Agnotism the [kitty] version for Atheism?The only Gods I believe in are those that give me power. Oh anyway,if I'm listening to a song I stand up from my computer chair (If I'm not too tired,or really restless) and spin it.I let it hit my right leg with its corners everytime. Specific things must go into specific pockets.Except my mp3,which goes into different pockets depending on whether or not I'm using it. I must wear the cleaner side of clothes first (right arm of shirt,right boot...) and I have to go Pants-Socks-Shirt-Hat/cap-W/e baubles then boots/shoes. I have to spit out water that gets into my mouth while swimming.I don't wear shoes or slippers to the pool because its just downstairs =O

I won't mind doing it,as long as Ekellstreep still gets the dream,its pretty crucial for his character development,all the cleric's I've played have gone through it,because (in some of the games we play) it allows him to take a third domain (but if you don't like that its fine,he still has to have it,though.) Ekellstreep looked at the wall of fire a few feet from him.It was dwindling fast and they still needed a light source.He sniffed,the Domain God of Air telling him that some old kerosene was still in the air,along with a supremely high amount of oxygen.Channeling all that into a small ball,he sent it to the fire. "Emmett.Could you grab some of that fire for light?"He had heard the man's name earlier when they were talking to the nurses at the arena (there,totally no more not knowing names.Except for Hawk and Langzor,I still don;t know you.) ,when they had to record their names. Over to you.Tell us what you see,though.

OOC:You should get 3.5,way better than 4.0.In fact,I'm totally ignoring 4.0 and making 3.5 my 4.0,thats just how much I hate it.I mean wtf,Warlocks?Light armor ain't that great(though wizards did have virtually no constitution) I mean how hard is it to multi-class?(By the way what happened to that,could you check since you have the books)Hmm Hawk,if I'm right there's no Barbarian either.And many races have been taken out. ICC:Vlad looked around the stash,pocketing three knives.There was probably enough for a few bombs that he could make before sunset,he whistled at Hawk, (apparently) his cellmate for all these years. "I could probably make a cherry bomb with these," he said,singling out a small set of items."And a landmine with these"He was referring to the rest of the pile. Gathering what he needed,he found a screwdriver,amongst other rusted tools and began work. OOC:There,we basically have some defensive things if we're staying the night.Its up to you,Hawks.

100th post,guys.Oh and the here's a link to uzzisoft,so you don't lose your siggy again.Actually,I forgot how to work the URL tags.Just go to uzzisoft.com

If I remember correctly,a contigent is about (less than) a hundred people,so making all their names up would be silly.Just go by rank if you want,or use their nicknames.Seriously,Desmorian names are hard.And if I'm right,a battalion is a hundred (maybe more) people. Enter Character (Den):Den and his hunting party were in the forested area around the landing point.The gate should have been closed by now,so there was no worry of animals getting too far away.Den,bound by code of honor not to harm innocent animals or attack by surprise had caught the attention of a tiger he wanted to serve for dinner.The rest of the men were looking for equally ferocious bunny wabbits and (As Lichef wrote,Good Lord!) carrots. Carrying as much as they could,they headed back to the Princess Rumbah.Captain Den stopped for a while to talk to Tal'hak,passing his load to him.It. Den now sat across Devlen,each staring into their fellow Desmorian's eyes. "So the hunt is over.Tonight's dinner plan includes Shark's Fin,and Salamander.I'm not a big fan of those,but the third course would be nice."He said,reading his instructions again."Its apparently going to be cactus with a dash of Devlen will be in charge of a siege." Den smiled,his friend was finally put in charge of a siege,and if he was right about the document,it was a strategically strong position,weak only from the direction they would be marching from. They talked a little about their plans,before Den stood up to go help with dinner preperations. OOC:Okay guys,we're going to skip to dinner,I'm too lazy to write 1-2 hours worth of conversation...

I've never broken a bone.Thats probably because all the dares I've gotten into involved doing X in public area Y with stupid looking protective gear Z.By the way,I almost though it was WYZ instead of XYZ...

Finally getting around to coming up with some AoM Oranos strategies.I love the sky passages but I dunno what else his sub-gods do...So research,research and strategy...

I can pick holes in my friends argument before they realise its there and go "oh [cabbage]". I can keep quite a good drumming rythym,just need a better drum set soon. I can memorise things I don't need in school,like Shakespeare lines.I memorised the entire Henry V,only to realise no one had actually read it.My friends suck... I can always come up with great excuses to get out of trouble. I can lie damn well,unless I'm at a polygraph.I can't control my sweat glands...

Why the sad face? :o :thumbsup: Realistic is good, just don't be stupid about it. Most spray paint jobs make it look even more fake though. Because its a compulsory thing to do here.I absolutely MUST spend 2 years there.And who's going to build my pyrotechs then?Some substandard little bugger,that's who.

"Yes,forgive me Captain,you know my pronounciation is bad."He lifted his fez and combed some of his hair into it. "Anyway,tonight at the feasting ceremony I have an important announcement.Please ensure all the members of your contigent are present.And spread the message to the rest,too.Its just that important." Ah good,Tal'hak was back. "Gates are closed,master"it said respectfully.There were two hours to the dinner ceremony aboard the Princess Rumbah,which was about all the time they needed to hunt for the next meal's supplies. "Good,Tal'hak.Could you stay here,and have Captain Den report to me when he returns.And ensure that the hunting party is present at the dinner."The priority level he had placed the announcement he was giving,and the slight anxiety he allowed into his voice told Tal'hak it probably had something to do with Devlen himself..

Made me lul >.< I like it tons so far.If you don't mind,what's your education on this...writing?