Lenin64

It's alright. Fun to use but I prefer power to anything else in a weapon, so i'm not much of a fan. Gah, you and every other [bleep]er using SCAR-H with stopping power. I played a game with 5 people with that setup. And that was just on the other team. Christ.

That's not mumbling, that's a death rattle. Yea, I went there. Thnnawa fnnya abaaal junst wnnaa mayake me feeel. Goooo now youbd treakena atrurn a wannaaa moreee arebstry mreself. Lol wnat song is that supposed to be? All of them.

And what about glasses, man? And beyond that, contacts! Wearing no contacts, but opting for glasses? Bizarre looks abound! This shall not be tolerated!

But how would you know? It isn't as if there's some sort of stock of, say, souls or something, just sitting around thinking "Yea, I'm gonna live!". It's just something that wouldn't happen, nobody (including it) would ever know that it never happened.

I don't get why nobody uses the F2000. i love it. There's barely any recoil at all despite what they say. A little weaker than some other assault rifles, but the high rate of fire solves that.

That's not mumbling, that's a death rattle. Yea, I went there.

Well, yea. That assumption does make my work invalid, though.

"There's no I in team" "Yea? Well there's no U either. So if I'm not and the team, and you're not on the team, nobody's on the goddamn team! The team sucks." Tucker and Church, Red vs Blue

Well, maybe. If it was a small piece, I'd say probably .5 kg, right? At most? So it falls 45 meters (from rest, I assume, if you dropped it) at a rate of 9.8m/s/s. An average person is roughly 2 meters tall or somewhere thereabouts. Time for some math! V^2=Vi^2+2ah V^2=0+2(9.8m/s/s)(45m-2m) V=29.03m/s. If it did hit a person, it would be moving at 29.03 m/s upon contact with their head. But velocity itself doesn't matter; the force occurs when it accelerate. In this case, it'll accelrate to 0 after contact with the head, somewhere around .01s is the usual time for a collision like that. That's assuming that once it hits, it'll stop right there and not bounce or anything, which may or may not matter. Anyway, a=(V-Vi)/t a=(0-29.03m/s)/.01s a=2,903.1m/s/s. F=ma=.5kg*2,903.1m/s/s=1,451.55N. That rock hits with a force of almost 1500 newtons. The force necessary to crack a human skull is 873 Newtons [1]. So yea, that rock might have killed someone. You should be ashamed. Of course, it was probably a much smaller rock than that. I'm just not good with kilograms on a relative size basis. Air resistance would also slow it down a bit, but this gives you a general idea. Also, if someone could check my calculations that'd be great.

I used to hate quarry with a burning passion. Don't as much anymore. [bleep]in' hate wasteland and underpass, though. The only good part of under-[wagon] is throwing C4 up onto bridge and getting double kills from the ravine. Love Highrise and skidrow. Afghan's a'ight.

Actually, that was me. Sorry. :oops: Actually, it was the scotch korean eating the skittles.

Actually, I've seen a marked increase in both MLC. Far less thermal though (but I do have to give props to the guy using it with the M16, just because that's hilarious), and even better, far fewer heartbeat sensors.

Most laws like that one are intended to prevent that sort of accident again. Those stickers do no such damn thing.

Because nobody gives a [cabbage] about China or anywhere else. The Vyet 'nam vet'rans disagree. Oh, don't even get me started on 'Nam, man. I remember back in 'Nam, Charlie came from the trees. You don't know the things I had to do to survive. I dragged my best friend ffrom the burning wreckage of a Huey after a rocket ambush. Vietnam is actually one of my running jokes. I have all kinds of stories, like the time my PT boat got hit in the Tonkin Gulf. I had to swim three hours to shore. It was actually only like half a mile, but I went the wrong direction at first. Then there was the women. When we were on liberty, the local women would do just about anything for $5. We called that night "The Wet Offensive"*. I even cut myself on the fishhook I keep in my steering wheel and got blood on my white dress shirt on the way to some function last Thursday. Said I had just left a funeral service for one of my 'Nam buddies and ran afoul of some war protesting hippies, had to bust some heads. Between my friends and I, we've been in every war ever. I was stationed in Pearl Harbor on Dec 7th, you know. Not 1941, 1940. Pretty uneventful day. In '41 I was stationed in Hujiaklmikki (actual pronunciation changes with every story telling) peeling potatoes for the Army. Spent the whole war there. So what annoys the hell out of me is when people try and say, "Shut up, you were never in Vietnam" and such. Not as if they're offended, which I can understand, but just because they're bestest buddies with Buzz Killington. Additionally, walk up to any comic-con or go to any internet and ask who loves China. Now ask who loves Japan. Told ya so. *The girls I told that one to were highly amused, but named it as "the worst pun ever" mostly because of how it makes fun of what was (arguably) the worst thing to happen during the war.

That will soon become a regret. Stop being a [kitty], man up and do something about it. Seriously, JUST DO IT RAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *flings tables at you* What's the worst that could happen? - your answer - Well that's stupid and it clearly won't matter in the long run. DO EEEEEEET. I have no answer to what's the worst thing that could happen. I'm just a wuss. :-( An now I need to go to the doctor for table related injuries. ^_. The worst that can happen is that nothing changes. Trust me, I've been on both sides of that, nothing will change if she says no but you'll always kick yourself for not going for it.

Because nobody gives a [cabbage] about China or anywhere else.

Yea, and the M21 needs 2 in HC with a silencer. Kinda sucks if your perch only overlooks a small portion (as it does defending C on Rundown) and you can't always get the 2 shots.

Well, yea, sometimes fear is necessary. Not always and not all the time, but to a degree,

Metallica- Wasting My Hate. And people say post-AJFA stuff is [cabbage]. Phooey on them.

It's the neighbor on your left. Take him out immediatly with a strike of high-velocity tungsten-core shell from an orbital railgun.

"I'm talking about my life, I can't seem to get that through to you. I'm not just talking about one person, I'm talking about everybody. I'm talking about form. I'm talking about content. I'm talking about interrelationships! I'm talking about God, the Devil, Hell, Heaven! Do you understand now?! FINALLY?!" I'm not sure where it's from originally, but it's at the beginning of a Mastodon song (Shadows That Move). "I drink your milkshake! I drink it up!" -Daniel Day Lewis, There Will Be Blood. "I believe in only one thing, the power of human will". -Joseph Stalin. That's all I can think of off the top if my head. Oh, and of course. "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!" -Legions of CHAOS!

Got How The?, C4 shot II, and Return to Sender (with a double kill, no less) in a single stroke. Praise the Emperor for SitRep.

^I take that as a challenge. Also, nowhere did that contract mention cookies. Meaning you don't necessarily have to hold up your end of the deal.

Last year I had the toughest AP US history teacher in the school. The whole class got Cs or worse, but everyone passed the exam. I got a 4. And we all passed advance on the SOL. Kind of the reverse of yours, but it is pretty hilarious. For all of our in-class failures, we all aced the standard tests.

My thoughs exactly. You make the right choice and you have no reason to regret it. It will help the squad better. Oh, by no means do I regret it, and I do think I probably made the right choice. He's certainly shown potential. The way I see it, Starbuck is good at what he does; being 2nd in command, doing the disciplinary work, keeping our trailer organized. But he needs someone to reign him in and keep him under control. He has actually started getting his grades up recently, though, and he is dedicated to the team. I actually think they are about equal candidates for the job. My main point was that I pretty much stabbed him in the back, not just for the team but for myself. And I probably am screwed, because I might end up getting punched for it. Worth it, though, and that would just prove my point further. And one more confession: I slept 13 and a half hours last night and now I'm on the computer, when I should be studying for my AP Physics B exam on Monday.