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Yes, well, I'm going to rely on my wits. Guns are for sissies.

What headache cure?

Ok, but no. We're news reporters. Our characters probably have no idea that we'll be tracking down a criminal ourselves, if we even do that. Also I think this is supposed to be, I dunno, a teensy bit realistic no matter how silly. There is no such thing as a double-barreled SMG available for civilian use. I'm pretty sure a criminal would get their gun license revoked or something anyways. I mean, I suppose we all have a right to be ridiculous here, but a gun like that is over-the-top.

Why do we need weapons? The British police don't have guns, right? So why would we need them?

Hm. 10 Endurance + Rad Child + Toughness + Reinforced Leather Armor = Courier being nigh immortal.

Mather, it was just a joke. :thumbup: Didn't someone say that for a different game recently, if you chose Quantum-Electronics Engineer they were just going to say 'screw it' and give up or some such? :P

Oh. Or Stork could lock the thread. Jeez, why didn't I think of that?

EVERYTHING! ALL MY PEANUT BUTTER!

Hey, you think THAT's a good picture, you should go to /FG/ more often. Or... I could bring the /FG/ to you!

Okay guys, the Tavern is in dire need of your help. Get down to The Back Room, and unleash... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=anwy2MPT5RE

Nonsense, I'm sure everyone here has the dignity to wear pants while sitting at home alone arguing with a narcissist on the internet after eating a bunch of pancakes. I know I'M wearing pants.

The Tavern is a different crowd than the Library was. I can near guarantee that it would not be played the same.

Frederick Beaumont, known to his closest friends and drinking buddies as 'The Slender Man' (a nickname acquired as a result his infiltration of and report on an all-male cult of bulimics), is a top-notch tabloid writer with an eye for the bizarre, an ear for hidden truths, and teeth for balancing motorcycles on. He has extensive familiarity with both the mental and martial aspects of high profile info-gathering and mud-slinging, having become a master acrobat and freerunner as well as the first man to be diagnosed with 'Late-Onset Photographic Memory.' Some editors question his dedication, at which point he will usually jump out the nearest window with his trusty parachute and be back up the stairs with a headline story in ten seconds flat! This, however, often leads to further questions on the subject of his sanity, and lacking witty responses for such an occasion Frederick has often found himself interred in the local asylum. Nothing that could keep a good reporter down, as he also possesses an extensive familiarity with the layouts of such buildings, having spent a good deal of his junior years climbing around the vents of two notable institutions for the insane (namely those that housed his late mother and younger sister). Where was I going with this...? Ah yes, that's it. Having been fired from his most recent job after a scandalous exposé on his boss's secret underground hogfighting arena, Frederick has found himself a new, more open employer in The Governor and is currently languishing at the local bar between jobs.

No... it just means they're good at it Leiana. Albert is very good at it. We call Ross the same because he was mod for the majority of one of the best-loved games in the Tavern.

Live long and pros- I mean, go out there and enjoy life to its fullest. Carpe diem! and all that jazz. I'm sorry for your loss, I hope you always keep fond memories of your parents in your heart, rather than sad ones. Hope we see you again someday.

Hell, we all know Albert is a God-tier RP mod anyways. So long as he sticks with the game.

I guess I forgot, then. I haven't even tried memorizing any of those lists, so I'm likely to ask again on occasion.

What's that one kind of steak called that has almost no fat in it? New York strip or some such? That's the only steak I enjoy.

Heh. I don't suppose anyone here has read The Adventures of Dr. McNinja?

I never knew Killer was a dung beetle. Huh. So, playin' New Vegas. Feels good to just rush straight into gunfire and come out with nothing but some blood on your knuckles. Literally, I've been charging raiders and Legion troops with brass knuckles.

@ICU: I'm gonna guess... Higurashi When They Cry? @Iey: Is this referring to something in particular, or is it just a general statement?

Ah. I thought you meant you had read it in the past. I'll warn you now, it can be a little confusing at times. ... But then, the prologue is the most confusing bit, so if you like that you should be fine. Also it's got some degree of gore, but nothing really serious.

So... Why the [bleep] are we talking about dung?

Runescape is teh sux. I've been thinking about renewing my membership.