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Post by Razor on Jul 7, 2005 14:29:56 GMT -5
OOC: *nods* If not, I may be forced to hit the old three-fingered salute...and open up a Generations Evolution on the side (geez, try saying THAT five times fast...)
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Post by Draxas on Jul 7, 2005 15:31:23 GMT -5
Note, I don't blame you for everything. We share equal blame in this at least. Razor, I feel bad if you feel shoved aside, but I try not to drag people into these things while they're not around. This tends to lead to all manner of out of character stuff, which I know I've been burnt by more than once, and I try not to inflict it on others. Of course, if I'm wary of dragging you in, and you're wary of butting in... Everyone ends up disappointed. Hadn't the US been at relative peace since Desert Storm up until 2001? And nonetheless, military technology and firearms advanced quite a lot in less than 10 years. Arguably, wasn't the world at relative peace before the Skedar arrived on Earth in PD? And yet dataDyne and the CI were churning out new weapons and technologies as if Ragnarok was approaching. Especially with the militaristic culture of the Skedar, I'd be amazed if PD era Maulers, Reapers, and Slayers were still the status quo, despite the non-agression pact with the Maians. I look back now, and realize I was particularly shortsighted for this. Stryker is almost expressly designed for a one-off arena/Evolution hybrid, which is what my impression of Generations was at the start. If we decide to continue past a single arena, I can definitely see him wearing out his welcome (and doubtless, he already has DURING the first one); he simply doesn't have the motivation to participate once he finds his information. Dumb move, I know... If I could go back, I'd scrap him completely and run someone totally unrelated. I think it's fair to say even now, that I'll probably end up scrapping him by the end of this anyway. He's a little (OK, a lot) too single-minded to be fun to roleplay for long, and his character interaction = badness. Meh, that's all for now, I guess.
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Post by Notesurfer on Jul 7, 2005 16:12:09 GMT -5
OOC: Awww, GROUP HUG!
Okay that's it, too much fuzzly wuzzlies, I'm outta here . . .
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Post by Razor on Jul 7, 2005 17:24:27 GMT -5
OOC: Fuzzly wuzzlies...like wookiees. This place needs wookiees...or at least a Kushiban...
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Post by Draxas on Jul 7, 2005 18:12:45 GMT -5
What?
What does this have to do with the imminent collapse of the arenas we tried so hard to resurrect?
... But Wookies ARE awesome. Maybe Chewbacca can appear in the arena and smack everyone down?
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Post by Notesurfer on Jul 7, 2005 20:40:25 GMT -5
Or at least say something so Han can yell at him . . . that'd pwn.
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Post by Razor on Jul 7, 2005 20:55:16 GMT -5
OOC: Kushiban > Wookiee...but not by much. Wait...what the hell happened to this discussion?
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Post by Draxas on Jul 7, 2005 21:34:55 GMT -5
I... don't... know...
But that's what I've been trying to say, before the Wookies got to me... YOU DAMN DIRTY WOOKIES!
*Shakes fists melodramatically at the uncaring sky*
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Post by Snake on Jul 8, 2005 9:32:24 GMT -5
Dearest lord, we're going insane
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Post by Snake on Jul 8, 2005 9:37:14 GMT -5
But seriously, I noticed my Snakelord Inc. Assasination thing was mentioned in passing. I'll drop that if it's that important...
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Post by Razor on Jul 8, 2005 14:42:42 GMT -5
OOC: I just remember when people came to the Arena just to...you know...beat the snot out of eachother.
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Post by Notesurfer on Jul 8, 2005 14:53:41 GMT -5
. . . And suddenly he stopped. He dropped to the ground, and Stryker’s scanners registered that his life signs were nonexistent. Stryker frowned, fearing a symbiote trick.
* * *
Notek respawned, quickly clutching at the crystal at his chest. He ripped it from it’s usual place and shook it in front of his face.
“What have I become . . .” Notek’s voice slowly became more agitated as he spoke, and his whole body trembled. “I am nothing more than what Stryker said . . . a MONSTER, a mutant . . . not fit to traverse this world.” He shook the crystal again. “And it’s all because of YOU! Curse you you abominable crystal. In my lust for power I took hold of you, but not to ensure that you would never fall into the wrong hands. No, my reasons were much less noble. And now, now I end this. This constant battle for who I am.” He flung the crystal as far as he could, and watched as it disappeared into the horizon.
“I AM NOTEK, AND I HAVE RETURNED!” he bellowed. It was then that he noticed a blonde girl standing on the corner. Hesitantly she took a step forward.
“Father?”
“Athena?”
“Father!”
“Athena!”
The two ran towards each other and hugged, rejoicing at their reunion.
“My daughter, how could I ever have doubted you?” Athena hugged him ever the tighter and began to pour out everything that had happened. From the day she escaped to the time that she reprogrammed the respawn machine, up to the point where she stood, hugging her father.
“I thought you were dead!” Notek pulled her away from him in disbelief.
“You don’t trust your own daughter to check the respawn machines before participating?” Athena stared at him as a wave of enlightenment passed over her face. In a somewhat quieter tone she explained. “I found your diaries.” Notek laughed, the tension draining out of him and leaving him with an incredible sense of peace.
“That’s my girl.”
* * *
Nikara was puzzled. The readout on her palm-sized device clearly indicated two virtually identical signatures right next to each other. Yet as she approached she saw one disappear.
* * *
“Fare well my daughter, Razor and I will be watching.” Looking furtively to the side, Notek whispered in her ear. “He bet me twenty that Nikara kicks your rear end.” He held up his hand, holding a worn looking Falcon 2. “This is the first Falcon 2 I ever owned, and the only weapon that I have never used as mass for my symbiote.” He turned it over in his hands, running them over the rubberized handle and the custom N burned into the side. “Perhaps it will bring you good luck.” He handed the gun to Athena, then kissed her on the forehead. “My blood runs in your veins. Shzar wishes you well.”
He faded away into the bright white light of a transporter.
* * * “Their getting closer.”
“Nikara is so gonna’ kick her ass.”
“Don’t use language like that in front of me Razor.”
“You’re just mad ‘cause your daughter is so gonna’ get whacked.”
“We’ll see, we’ll see . . .”
OOC: See, this'll give you opportunity to jump in at any time Razor. Possibly we could have a father-daughter combat at some point, idk *shrug*
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Post by N3B on Jul 12, 2005 8:36:05 GMT -5
And thus, the N3B uber plotline which will probably be a bit stereotypical but still cool nonetheless will begin. Im'a edit this post after I fetch mah cappuccino to wake up from 7AM automobile crash simulations, ABS/non-ABS "stomp" breaking, last-minute evasions, and serpentine weave exercises at 45 mph in what should be done at 15-20.
... I friggin' hate NNPS road and range. Putting me through all that crap, at 6:30-8:30 in the morning, in a type of car that I've only driven once before (I'm learning on the manual transmission. Better know how to drive one even if 80% of the cars made in the last 15 years are automatic). Problem is, out of a class of 16, I'm the only one on manual, so naturally I'm bound to stalling if the clutch doesn't go up/down just right on the friction point, and I've got the delay on starting because of the friction point. Since I'm the only one, and the rest of the students are air heads, they're probably assuming I'm also in an automatic and that I'm just the crappiest driver to ever cross asphalt with them.
All things said and done, a manual transmission is alot more fun to drive, but for the first few days (I'm still in that phase) you're more worried about using the clutch and gear-shift properly than you are the actual exercises.
EDIT: actually, cappuccino and then read stuff. I have an idea I'd like to discuss with select folks.
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Post by Draxas on Jul 12, 2005 9:17:44 GMT -5
The ability to drive stick is a good skill to have. Keep at it. I never learned to drive a manual back when I got my permit / license (over 10 years ago!), and now I think I'm stuck driving automatic for the rest of my life. I don't think I could get together the time and motivation to learn now (not to mention I'd need to find someone who has a manual transmission in their car).
Manuals, once you learn to drive them right, get more power, better gas mileage, and from what I hear, are a lot more fun to drive. They're also a heck of a lot trickier too, especially on hills, but there's your tradeoff I guess.
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Post by N3B on Jul 12, 2005 9:35:10 GMT -5
Yeah, as far as hills go, since you have that delay while finding the friction point, it's quite possible that your car may begin to roll backwards if you're moving slow enough or had to stop. There's something tricky to avoid that like using the emergency brake until you get the friction from the clutch to begin the gas accelleration. But yes, my co-worker who drives one fully agrees that they're much more fun and are "safer" since the ability and ease of using a cellphone or eating or other such tasks which could distract you are impossible. Although, on the other side of the sword, you've got 1 hand on the wheel often enough that you could get caught in a situation with a hand off the wheel.
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