I won't I promise It's fun anyway. xD IDK MAN. sounds good to me aw yeah
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The priority code may have been for the VIP packages, but those sold out long ago lol. Ah, I see. That looks good though, so I'm sure the pendant won't be too hard for you. The most I've done with Sculpey was make Oki's necklace and some Amulet Coins. Nice, welcome~ Any plans to go to a con? Anyway, Star Wars Celebration VI was announced not long ago, and I'm going to do everything in my power to attend (because I missed V). Definitely going to try and finish a set of Mandalorian armor in time. I don't know how many of you are Star Wars fans, but yeah, I'm really excited. xD
Definitely stick with simple for your first convention. It's much less of a headache, especially if you've not been to the particular area before. As for the Pidgey, I caution you that if the convention you're going to is of a decent size, it may end up getting damaged or broken. In a lot of cons there's small spaces with a lot of people, plus there's always the risk of weeaboos, so just be careful with what you bring with you. Check the rules of the con too. I'm risking a loophole exception with my bow and soft-tipped arrows for the New York Comic Con/Anime Festival since I'm cosplaying Katniss from The Hunger Games, but only because I've been there before and have seen what does slip by sometimes.
Get a blog? Not saying that to be an ass btw, just something to consider.
I have to take physics as a required course for my major but have never taken precalc or calc so yeah I do understand that. However no amount of complaining will make me understand it more, I would suggest looking at some sources of whatever it is your class has discussed recently and see if anything has influenced your life whether you realize it or not. Chances are there is some influence, no matter how miniscule, because you do live in the modern times in this country.
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It all relates to you? That really isn't hard then. ._. Looks like you have quite a lot of time to write it too, I have a five-page paper on the rhetorical analysis of poetry and outline for a paper due Monday. Seriously dude, get used to that kind of thing because when you're applying to college almost none of the prompts given to you are fun to write about.
Three pages isn't hard. And again, 95% of papers you write in your life will be about things you have no interest in.
You may as well drop out of school now because chances are you will care about the topics of 1/100 papers you write in high school/college.
Ah yeah, sorry about that. xD Thank you. :] That part is 100% true, I am absolutely terrified of needles and I did once try to escape from the doctor's office when I had to get shots. >> Thank you, and I hope you're feeling better :c ALL IN DUE TIME. Ah good, I was trying to think of what he could possibly use as a weapon and that was the first thing that came to mind. xD But thanks~ update your game first before you make demands :| Also that is yet to be seen too. :'D Anyway, sorry for the long wait on this. Moving and getting adjusted to college was a bit rough, so hopefully this retains the quality of the previous chapters. The blackbird calls, it sings the chorus While the gathering swells The flames grow tall right before us As drums keep pounding Chapter IV. Calm Before the Storm Brown eyes opened, blinking slowly to adjust to the brightness. The ceiling was white, reflecting the light from the fluorescent fixtures above right into her vision. “Where the hell am I?” Wolfie thought, mind still sluggish from waking up. “And why is it so bright?” She stopped for a moment, memory coming back to her. White ceiling. Bright lights. She was in the med bay. Wolfie tried sitting up only to find her torso was restrained. She had to hand it to the workers here, they didn’t take second chances. It didn’t stop a low growl from her though as she thought of ways to escape without sedation, hands balling into fists from mild rage. “Seems like you’ve finally woken up,” a male voice to her right said. She was about to lash out verbally when she felt a warm hand on hers, gently uncurling her fingers. “Calm down, you know it was for your own good,” he said. “…You’re back early,” Wolfie said, turning to look at the other Supermod. It hurt doing so, which she thought was strange. “Could’ve sworn it was my leg that got hit…” “RvR called me back. Said there was something strange going on, but then you ended up needing medical attention. I was…worried.” “Don’t worry too much, Fayt. Might cloud your judgment on the battlefield.” “We’re not on the battlefield right now,” Fayt said, moving the small stool he’d been sitting on closer to her bedside and interlacing his fingers with hers. She smiled softly. “I guess you’re right,” she said, “and because I promise I won’t go postal on anyone this time, can you undo these restraints?” Fayt laughed but nodded. In a few minutes, Wolfie was able to sit up again, despite the slight shocks of pain. She was glad she was out of her armor and in the basic undersuit they all wore – had she still been armored, moving would probably be much more painful. But why it was hurting so much didn’t make sense. It was as if the pain from her leg had spread all through her body. She moved so she was sitting on the edge of the bed, facing Fayt. “Did they tell you what happened to put me in here?” she asked. “Sort of. They said once you were up they’d explain the full thing. But the basic idea is that whatever that bot shot you with wasn’t a normal round. There was something else in it, something much more serious,” he said. He looked down, then met her eyes. “I’m glad you’re okay now,” he said, gently pulling her to him in a hug. She realized he wasn’t wearing armor either as she returned the embrace. But even without the enhanced hearing of her helmet, Wolfie heard the squeak from the door. Glancing over, she saw Stardust trying to contain herself. Shaking her head, she returned to sitting on her bed and said with a grin, “Get a hold of yourself, Star. Can’t deal with you melting on me all the time.” Stardust smiled back. “I can’t make any promises so I hope that’s not an order. But I was just in to check and see if you were awake…and to bring you food,” she said, handing Fayt a small tray of food. He thanked her but put it aside. “Anyway,” she continued, “Almost all of Staff is currently in this Forum, Evilman’s the only Coder here since the other three are now at Gaming, just temporarily. Sec Mods are all back. Seems like there’s something weird going on and RvR wants to talk to all of us. Can you walk?” Wolfie shrugged. “No idea.” “Let’s see if you can then, RvR wants us there as soon as possible,” Stardust said. Wolfie managed to get off the bed, but stumbled slightly when she walked. “Star. How long was I out for?” “…About a week.” “A week? Hell, get me out of here,” she growled, trying to move faster. Her leg nearly giving out made her slow down. Fayt was at her side, supporting her weight. “Calm down, will you? It’ll do no good if you just injure yourself again,” he said, helping her walk. She shot him a glare but couldn’t hide the small smile that went with it.“Fine, fine. Let’s get moving.” The three Supermods arrived in the Staff’s meeting room. The rest were already present and as per tradition none wore their helmets. The newcomers each took a seat and waited for RvR to speak. Silently, he stood and addressed the room. “I have…disturbing news. Concerning the bots, as always, but it is not something we had ever expected to happen. Early on there was talk of the possibility of the bots evolving on their own and quite possibly becoming harder to detect – thankfully that has not happened. But they have somehow evolved in another way, one as equally dangerous,” he said. He made eye contact with and then nodded at Wolfie. “Their weaponry. Whether it is natural evolution – and I use that term loosely – or some other force, they have a new kind of weapon that we never imagined they would gain.” RvR opened a pouch on his belt and tossed the small disk he’d removed on to the table. Within seconds, it flickered to life and produced several holographic images. The others stared at the images, not sure if what they were seeing was correct. “Nanobots,” RvR said, “Microscopic bots that can be deployed by some means. In this case it was in a special round that was fired from a standard bot. They can infiltrate through the skin, enter the bloodstream, get into bone marrow…all sorts of nasty things. Had we not gotten to Wolfie when we did, it probably would’ve been too late. And tests are showing that they can eat through our armor, and while it is a slow process it can be incredibly dangerous.” Misty stood as well. “As such, we are making it mandatory that all Staff armor is surrendered for testing and eventual treatment to resist these nanobots. If for whatever reason you object, you will immediately be removed from Staff. Any that do object are asked to leave the room now.” No one moved. The tension in the room was thick and the older Staff could feel the uneasiness of the newer soldiers. Misty nodded. “Good.” “So far, that’s the only real information we have,” RvR spoke again. He pressed a button on his gauntlet and the hologram switched to a video feed – the same video that mixt had given to him documenting the bots’ activity. He let the tape run. “As you can see…they’re retreating for some reason. We don’t know why. So keep your eyes and ears open, at the sight of anything slightly suspicious report it and then pursue. Any questions?” he asked, surveying the room. Again, none moved. The Sec Mods barely seemed to be breathing. “Alright then. Supermods, your armor will be the first to undergo modification. Star, Chev, report to the med bay and drop your kit there. You four are dismissed for the night,” RvR said, giving a short nod to dismiss them. The Supermods stood and gave a brief salute then left. Looking at the remaining Staff, he said, “Sec Mods…some of you will get ready for your first hunt tonight. Plums, Sab, Claw – you three are with Misty. Forsaken, Jayn, Ienzo – you’re with me. Reporters, you’ll monitor the Forum from HQ. We’re only doing a sweep tonight, but expect resistance. Kill them even if they’re trying to get out because it’s one less to deal with later. Grab your necessary gear and rendezvous at HQ in half an hour. Dismissed.” “No way man, are you crazy?” NarutoSuperKubii and Iwantedtoexplode stood around Luxord. He laughed, the sound echoing in the otherwise empty Staff building in Gaming. “Crazy? No. I’m not. This is what’s good for KHV. Can’t you see the others were just using us?” “But if we hadn’t set up the shield all of us would be dead,” Iwantedtoexplode said. “We’re just doing what’s best for KHV, right?” Luxord shook his head. “I don’t believe it. You’re all so damn blind! But it doesn’t matter. I’ll show them not to mess with a Coder.” With that, he moved toward the control panel of the signal generator. The other two Coders immediately moved forward, trying to jump him, but Luxord knew they’d try that. He simply sidestepped and watched as they crashed to the floor. “Oh, come on now. You can still join me.” “Never,” NarutoSuperKubii growled, “You’ve lost your mind and your honor. I’d rather die than help you now.” A cruel smirk appeared on Luxord’s face. “That can be arranged,” he said, pulling out his stungun, examining it for a moment before he spoke again. “I wonder,” he said, “how long the human body can last being tortured with electricity?” In a split second, the gun was charged, and volts of electricity were shooting through NarutoSuperKubii’s body. He roared in pain. Pleased with his work Luxord turned to Iwantedtoexplode. “Ready to join your other heroic Coder?” Luxord asked, charging the gun once more. Iwantedtoexplode gave a defiant smirk. “Doesn’t matter what you do to me. I just sent out a distress signal to Staff HQ. They know what you’ve done. You’re not going to get away with this.” As if on cue to his words, an emergency siren blared across the Gaming forum. Misty’s voice was heard shortly after. “There has been an incident in the Gaming Staff building. The area is deemed no longer safe. Your lives may be endangered. Evacuation is strongly recommended. This is not a drill. I repeat – this is not a drill.” Luxord swore under his breath. “You’ll pay for this you bastard.” “Yeah. I’ll see you in Hell,” Iwantedtoexplode said, challenging Luxord one last time before he fired the gun. The only thing left for Luxord to do was to take out the signal, but he wasn’t going to waste his time manually deactivating it. Besides, his former allies were still crying out in pain. It would be a headache. Luxord walked towards the door, removing three of the EMP grenades Coders carried as he went. He pressed the activation button on all three, tossing them over his shoulder as he exited the room. As he descended the stairs of the building he heard the sound of shattering glass; once he found himself outside he saw people in panic moving towards the path to the main Forum. Glass from above rained down, impaling and killing members around him. He walked forward, hands clasped casually behind his back. He wasn’t concerned if the people around him were hurt or killed. His armor protected him, all others were potential pawns. If they were too weak then he was better off without them. The true test would come when night fell once more. He knew the bots would come. But he would be there, watching. The survivors, if any, would be his to command. It was on the move again. Its power had grown exponentially, drawing more bots toward it. Now and life in the land it crossed withered as it moved across. The headache that had been the Gaming signal was gone, and it knew what that meant. Some bots were reluctant to come to it – they wanted to go and hunt. It allowed them to. It did not care about minor things like the Gaming Forum. Its goal was the main Forum. Thousands of lives. Nutrition to grow more. Victory. Yes, it would have its victory in the end. It was sure of that.
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Well you are quite fancy.
Hey! Not bad, just kinda busy, haha. How've you been?
Well...if you stop and look at this for a minute, posts really don't have much meaning in the grand scheme of things. There's not really a bonus after you hit Prem but I digress. But really, it's not hard to get posts in other sections either, like Kingdom Hearts. I've seen people get a ton of posts added to their count in just a few days, and no not all their posts are super in-depth. But that doesn't mean we should take post count away from there. I don't think the motivation to use the Code Vault should be post count; if people are legitimately interested in making/requesting codes, then they'll use it. If not, then so be it. It's their choice, there's not really a fair or unfair side to this because we're not preventing anyone from using it.
Hm fancy seeing you here
I believe I made a post in an earlier thread saying that for now it would be Staff, since it's been done that way in the past and almost no Prems were nominated at that time. At this point I'm just working through the list.
Read the guidelines for the SotW please. Also...no offense but I kind of doubt you drew that. :/ Anyway, here's mine. Kind of out of practice but eh.
There are Prems on the list. Feel free to nominate more if you'd like.
