The_Mather1

Actually, everyone starts off with both balls and a uterus. And it wouldn't be feasible to breed enough people through cloning (which is basically what they do in the case you said).

I've got an idea, we're gonna need a ram, explosives, an EMP, body armour, some good SMGs, a blowtorch, lots of bags a bulletproof van disquised as an electrician's van (so as not to wake suspicion since electricians often used their vans for personal matters), any regular car and a garbage truck. First the car parks nearby there, with the EMP inside and activates it, driver comes out with a bag of "fast food" (actually containing C4), he enters the bank and throws the bag in a trashcan near the pillars and makes a (small) transaction or talks with the personell about customer service, etc there compared to other. When he is done he leaves and heads out to his car where the remote for the C4 charge is located, the van then arrives. The others prepare to assault the building as the C4 is detonated, hopefully colapsing the entire 2nd floor and knocking out security permanently. Any personell attempting to call the police will find the phones inactive as the collapse would have ruined the power and the EMP would've fried their cellphones. In the hysteria callinng the police would be hard, giving us ~20 minutes to wrap the cash up. We use the ram to break into any locked doors as we make our way down through the personell area and once we reach the vault we melt the hinges and locking bolts with the blowtorch. We then collect all the cash we have time for. We load the cash into the Van and make our getaway, though the van would now be recognised we would undeniably be able to reach the nearest tunnel where we had on forehand hid the garbage truck. We leave the van and use the truck to drive off into a filthy rich life.

Any chance we could get a set of general blueprints? Not the secret ones but the basic layout of the publically accessable parts, like the lobby, the upper floors and maybe a few off the low-security vaults (like those where you can place heirlooms and other items). [hide='I'll just keep these here as a note for myself and people who can't think of any good questions]Also what sort of building is it? A metal and glass highrise, a three-five floor modern (metal and glass) building, a concrete building or a brick building? When was the building buildt and when was the security last upgraded as far as the customers know?[/hide]

Mind if I come by for a little visit? :grin:

Sure, Hex, I prefer using the forum too, but shut the [bleep] up about IRC! :evil:

That's called being bi-, there's no way a strait man would do another man just so they could get laid. And I have yet to hear of anyone so much into furries that they won't do anyone who wasn't one.

You are just did the logic wrong, Archi, while one can do sexual acts by oneself they're not sex, since sex means sexual intercourse, not sexual intracourse. Also a true sexuality is the same as a -philia, it is a personaly set requirement, while a fetish is a preference.

Furry isn't a sexuality, it's a fetish. As are BDSM and pansexuality.

Don't forget Ross. Actually we only need a bisexual to have people of every legal sexuality.

Hi Vix!!! :-D Earth, that's what we've been doing wrong lately, we've focused too much on just a few games so that they've become boring in mot cases (exception is Space).

This isn't spamming, spamming is what they do in the 'Last person to post wins' thread, this is meaningless discussions and socializing.

Make them shrooms! :lol:

I know.

Stork's moderating a combat game somewhat similiar to (though more serious than) Hit, Slap, Glorp... Here's the link to the thread, but the actual game is played in IRC.

Possible name for the zombie hegemony-dungeoneering; Dusk of the Undead.

Mather: Hi, I'm Mather, the Tavern's clown and Romeo, I'm extremely open about myself. I am quite fond of math and I will on occations share incredibly difficult, however useless calculations. I am also fond of overcomplicating things, something that often makes me fail, with epic results, in both games and basic tasks. If you ever read a story of personal damage or at least danger caused by stupidity and strange mishaps here, then it's probably one of mine. I do my best to remain friends with everyone, but I can hold a grudge. Interests: First person shooters, random research, helping people and insane actions (intended or not). Dinterests: PvP and DnD.

-Weight: 124* -Lifting Capacity: 125* -Armour Class: Titanium -Speed: 100 Meters in 99 Seconds* -Stability: 35* -Mobility: 1* -Shielding: 10 Level 2 Micro-cold fusion reactor Hydrogen Cell main power unit Internal Communicator Biometric Monitor Joint Boosters Internal Heating System Aerofoam Insulators Hydrogen Cell Boosted Repulsors(level 4) Level 1 micro-Gamma Pulse Torpedo *Untested since before last modification.

Character Name: Håkon. Character Description: 1,90, barrel chested and 100kg of pure power, Håkon has dark blonde hair rreaching down to his neck and his torso is littered with scars. Character Origin: Though tanned from his days as a fighter, his blonde hair, blue eyes and facial features reveals his Scandinavian heritage. Weapon: Even though better weapons are available, Håkon still puts his trust in an aged but sturdy shortsword. Do not let it fool you though, with Håkons strenght put behind it this sword has proven capavle of slicing others clean in half. Armor: Prefering not to wear armour has caused Håkon's scars to harden after being reopened time after time. Stats: 1 Strenght technique (using power correctly) Currently Located: The Hub.

I'm 16 and I can open hide/spoiler tags.

You are mistaken.

To quote something I read once: Life is dangerous, there's no one yet that has survived it. And something slightly related, my dad's Russekort (Russ being a tradition, I'll explain it if you want, kort is card) read, "You don't get into heaven if you quit drinking, you just get to hell sober".

That was me! How the pickaxe got through the occular piece of my suit I still wonder.

Anyone think we should have some weekend projects just for fun? This weekend we could all buy a bag or two of marshmallows and attempt to find out as many insane facts as possible, afterwards we could compile it into a pic, sign it as Falador Tavern and spread it out on the internet. Also, for grain of sand, I was thinking more about the damage it'd do while passing through a brain.

Even if you got a marshmallow up to the speed at which it could theoretically damage the skull it would just splat, leaving your forehead with a nice coating of sugar and starch. And I was asuming if fired out of some gun, Archi, so somewhere above 1000km/t, not that it would matter because your calculations are asuming they are solid, while most of the power would in fact be used to compress the marshmallow which again would make the impact surface larger.

PvP should be disallowed or at least discouraged and in case of an important player disapearing a stand-in should be elected with the owner of the player being allowed to decide wether or not the actions that the stand-in did should have had effect on the character. Say Retech leaves, then I was chosen to play as Jen because she was important to the story, when Retech returns he should get to chose if Jen should be as he left her or as I left her later, but anything done to the story can not be reverted.