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And I'm too nice of a guy to do anything about it, because the style of GM I've gotten in tabletop RPGs ends up being "sure, let's roll with it, and add that too!" Goddamnit, I can't control anything! Nisteth is right, though. I think that people only really start roleplaying when they fully...

|Simon| "Glade! Wait!" I felt like an emotional trainwreck. Martin had just been killed by Glade, yet I wanted to calm down her. It might have been the whole "calm stuff down, you have time to weep later" instinct I have speaking, but the only way I could think of at the moment of reducing...

In all seriousness, though, keep on with the story.

I could improve Eric, true, but for Simon... Simon's a bit of a projection of myself, in some terms, and in several situations I've been through (and I've been through a lot of terrifying situations), even when everyone was losing their shit over what was happening right now, I was keeping my...

|Simon| "No! Glade, get out of here! Quick! I'll talk to you soon." Shit. Martin was dead. Gone, forever. And there was no way getting around that. No powers could help him. Nothing. Unless somehow we found someone with the ability to cure people. That'd be a start. But as far as I knew, we...

Also today we learned that @Strikingwolf is a moron. Seriously, you know that one of your punches, even without your powers, can permanently maim people, and you punch Martin in the face? GODDAMNIT!

J, you're lucky I'm not in England, because if I was, I'd personally track you down, take your balls and send them through a rusty meat grinder.

Even then, a Hummer-sized rabbit hit you with what is roughly the strength of getting hit by a real life Hummer. And even then, being good at stealth does not give you a "get out of jail free" card. RJS went to take a fucking shower, too, I think that they'd allow it. You're just trying to get...

I'm waiting for J to react to Glade's punch to Martin.

I don't know, I just know I can't feel my fucking leg!

No, I just slept on top of my leg, and I had a massive cramp on the same leg. So I just couldn't feel my fucking leg, and kept tripping.

10 AM here and I can finally walk without collapsing on the floor. That's why I only got around saying it now.

Happy new year to all you bastards.

Oi, J, I'm waiting for you to carry on with the part where Martin and Eric are possessed.

What the fuck.

Uhm, I'm in a bit of a pickle right now - it's my cousin's birthday (weird, I know).

3/10 What's a CIA Agent dressed up as a Samurai? A secret asian.

It's nearly one in the morning. We're in the middle of vacations. People are out there, going to clubs, getting drunk, smoking cigarettes and pot... And I'm just sitting here in my room in my pajamas watching K-On! And yet I wonder why I don't like people.

2/10 "Eh, sorry, I need some help opening this jar." "Well, you could start by downloading Java."

Brazil, mate.