Honestly, if Final Fantasy can do it, Overwatch doing it as well is no different. Unless they're being overtly offensive. Taking a look at the skin, I can't even see anything remotely awful about it. Not so sure about the design itself but it's just a game with no deep story behind it. Appropriating other cultures for media happens everywhere and that's totally okay. Japan for instance has more than a few instances of Christian usage in their media simply for sounding cool.
This. And look both ways when crossing the street. ...And don't walk down dark alleys. ...Haven't played a Pokemon game myself since Emerald. >>
Maybe if this was for a Digidestined I'd make time.
No Battletoads? Boo.
4 Hours Later Almira's eyes flashed over from Commander Lightwood towards the others in the Briefing Room. Her senior staff, excluding her Chief of Engineering Lieutenant Commander Blackthorn(who was still busy with the other engineers getting the ship back to shape) were all present. Clarity, Dietrich, Ana, Irrin, and their surprise guest who called himself Doctor Saturday, were seated around the table with her at the head. The Ryve symbiont in Captain Altius's head scratched at the back of her mind with suggestions to punish Brianne and Dietrich for allowing the capture of Yvette but under the circumstances in which they found themselves in, there had been more than a few "surprises". The Coalition Flagship, the most advanced starship in the fleet, was easily disabled by a mere pirate ship and, according to the sensor logs retrieved from their computers, the ship had been Horizon Class just as the Ouranos. It simply was not possible yet the proof was undeniable. Eighteen of her people dead. Another twenty-six injured. A kidnapped ensign and a stolen shuttle. A separate shuttle had to be dispatched to retrieve the landing party after most of the damage control on the Ouranos had been completed. "We must go after them. Not only must these marauders be brought to justice but one of our own has been taken from us. We must get Yvette back." The Captain looked to her officers. "What do we have to work with?" "If I may interject, the last known heading of the pirate vessel was on a course running close to the planet Xhan. The virus used to attack me--the systems of the Ouranos I mean--contained code quite similar in design to that in use by the Xen." "If that is where they obtained their virus to cripple us then we never had a chance to defend against it." "Furthermore, upon examining the report from Inspector Quint along with my interior analysis of the Ouranos, our attackers have managed a way to transport themselves directly onto the Ouranos while the shields were down. The initial attack at the shuttlebay was only meant to serve as a diversion. One of the pirates accessed several files from the main computer and downloaded a copy of what was accessed." "And what was accessed, Ritter?" "Entries relating the collective histories of all five Coalition worlds. There are no threats to security within those files however." "I am not willing to believe that our people were killed by a bunch of violent historians. Find us a lead to work with." "In any case, we can't expect to head after them right away. Our engineers and Ritter may have found a way to prevent one virus from taking our systems down a second time but it won't stop a new one from doing the same. The Ouranos computer is in need of a major security upgrade." Irrin shifted in his seat knowing exactly what such a suggestion would entail. Even if it made him uncomfortable the trip would have to be made if they were to bring Yvette back. More would die if they made a hasty attack on the pirate vessel while they were unprepared for another encounter. "Xhan is on the same path the pirates took. As much as I would love to blame their kind for the attack on this ship I doubt they were willing participants in the affair. It would only delay us two or three days. Yvette had been taken alive. There's no reason to believe she will be killed during the time we make our stop." Quint glanced over at Saturday, the alien brought on board along with the remaining landing party. He still had no idea how this stranger fit into all of this but at least the alien seemed to be friendly. He hoped that Commander Lightwood and Lieutenant Commander Winters would have enough sense to keep an eye on Saturday on the off chance that he was hostile. "I recommend we go to Xhan while repairs and the wounded are being tended to. I believe we need the time to recover." Captain Altius nodded in agreement as she clasped her hands and lowered her head in contemplation. "Winters, escort our new guest Doctor Saturday to his quarters. I apologize first contact with you was not under better circumstances and wish that I had more time to speak with you but there are other matters I must turn my attention to. Please, make yourself comfortable." Her eyes glanced over toward Brianne. "Head to engineering, Commander Lightwood. If they do no require another set of fresh hands then remain there as a precautionary measure. I don't want anymore surprises appearing suddenly while repairs are still being made." Next, the Captain turned towards their Chief of Medicine. "Clarity, I have kept you here long enough. You may return to your duties at sickbay." "Lieutenant Jereck and Inspector Quint, I want you two to work together to gather more information on those pirates. Do anything short of tearing the ship apart in search of clues." "Aye." "Dismissed." Without further word, Altius left to return to her place on the bridge. Janus took a much needed deep breath of fresh ship air once he stepped outside of his commander's office. Any prolonged exposure to the man made Janus uncomfortable and wanting to claw at the nearest exit. He refused to believe that one of the Varuna could be so intimidating. At least the man allowed Janus some time to access the computer before their meeting to look up the file of this "Ensign Greer" woman. It seemed Janus's intuition had been correct and he had seen her before. He could not recall the even but Janus had seen the image of her alongside the Royal Family of Tyche. Though Yvette was not a princess, she technically was royalty. Around here, that was worth something. Janus headed through the corridors after making a quick stop to storage to pick up a packet of rations. Not the most appetizing thing considering it was barely more than a tasteless cookie meant for delivering the maximum amount of nutrients in a form that was somewhat appeasing. At least it was better than the other variation that resembled a small energy bar which was far too bitter for many to take a bite out of without spitting it all out immediately. He stopped in front of the door of Yvette's quarters and motioned for the guard to stand aside. The guard refused to move and simply pointed at the pistol strapped to Janus's side. "What? You think I'll be disarmed by her?" The guard remained silent and continued to block his entry. Janus sighed and relented, pulling his gun out and handing it over to the guard before knocking on the door. "Hope you're decent in there. I'm coming in. I've brought sustenance." Janus unlocked the door from the outside after a moment's pause and headed inside, holding up the packet of tasteless rations with one hand as he closed the door behind him with the other. "I was never given the chance to study etiquette when addressing royalty. What do I call you? Dame Greer? Miss Greer? Duchess? Baroness? Do you even have a title?"
My birthday didn't suck. Got some great Star Trek loot.
Multiple groups would be cool.
The entire purpose of silly hypothetical questions like this are simply to ponder the moral/ethical issues with choice and indecision. I could conjure up a scenario that's better thought out than "push the fat guy to save five lives" but that doesn't matter. Of course it's silly to think that a human body could stop the momentum of a 1000 ton train(or that it would be feasible to push someone with enough weight to do so). The question is simply whether or not you would actively murder someone with your own hands(without a lever as a "middleman") knowing without a doubt it would save five lives. The realism of the situation has no relevance here. That being said, logically the lesser of two evils here would be to kill one to save the five but if I were ever placed in that kind of situation I don't know what I would actually do. Thankfully, cartoonish villains who set up these kinds of trials don't really exist(hopefully).
I would start furiously switching the lever so that fate will decide who the train runs over. Then wait for another train to come and pull the lever again to leave no witnesses. But seriously, saving five is the logical choice. The more interesting question is the variation on this problem. If a train was coming along to run over five people stuck to the tracks and you were standing by someone so fat that pushing them onto the tracks would stop the train and save the five, would you kill that person? Now, instead of being somewhat indirectly involved in the death of one person, saving the lives of five requires an act of something that is unquestionably murder.
In the game Noctis is 20 and Gladio is 23. Still, even with 3 years difference he does look much older than he really is.
Maybe.
Yet another episode of Brotherhood is here. Guess the next one will be about Ignis.
The 9th? I've got the same birthday then. Yay. Or not.
Name: Roric Ritter Age: 28 Class: Strider Weapon: Longbow Armor: Leather Appearance: Roric Personality: Calm, intelligent, and extremely observant. He has an excelent sense of direction and is quick to question things even to the point of annoying others. Backstory: The favored nephew of an old noble family who had no other heir, he was given the finest education money could buy in Varewyn. Living as a recluse in the safety of his study was never the life he wanted but it was something he somewhat enjoyed. His family passed away due to natural causes leaving him free to explore without the weight of responsibility that came with his name. Years have passed since he was a young sheltered boy and yet, his thirst for adventure had not been sated. Base Attributes: 4 Strength 2 Constitution 4 Agility 5 Precision 0 Magic 0 Faith 5 Intelligence 0 Charisma Level 3 Attribute: Precision Level 2 Attribute: Intelligence
Looks like the rating system is up. Like/Dislike seem to be in every section while others have unique options other than that. Neat.
Irrin raised an eyebrow upon hearing Ana's words and shook his head. Unfortunately, he did not have the authority to order her to put on the protective gear. "Keep your head low." He directed to not only Ana but the other officer present. The comms officer, unlike Ana, had taken Irrin's advice and had already put one of the armored vests on. Quint led the group back towards the steps and headed down to the lower level and to the next checkpoint. The shuttlebay had been where he had detected the first signs of intrusion and, if anything was to be certain, he was sure that there would be some answers up ahead. He took a deep breath and opened the door once making the final security check. Thankfully this time with no errors on the system's part. Irrin stepped onto the shuttlebay deck and lowered his pistol the moment he had sight of his surroundings. "Shit." Yet another died when trying to make it back to cover. Being the only member of his team still left standing, the pirate was not going to wait around for his enemy to finish him off as well. At this point his life was more important than the orders of his leader and too many had died for the sake of getting one dammed alien. The Coalition could have their freak. He was going to live. The pirate pulled out his communicator and called in. "No good! The others are down. Get me outta here." His body had only been mostly hidden away behind the damaged wall of a ruined building but through the cracks and holes of the wall rays of light poked through from the pirate's location. When the light vanished so did he, leaving only the corpses of his comrades behind. "Sorry, girl. I don't have the authority to call them off. I might be the leader of this little flock here but-" "Only because you're eight minutes older." The eldest female interrupted. "But I am not the captain of the ship we're approaching." Janus checked the scanners once more, looking at the readings coming from the Ouranos. "But it looks like you got what you wanted after all. The others seemed to have left your vessel. Guess the boss got what he wanted." He glanced back over at Yvette as the shuttle began to near the docking port of his ship. The shuttlebay doors opened, awaiting for Yvette to bring the shuttle inside. "I'll have some quarters prepared for you. Can't have you spend the entire ride in the brig. Not unless you decide to put up a fight and trust me you don't want to get thrown in the brig. It's not as nice as the one on your fancy Coalition starship." Janus motioned towards his ship. "Go on, take us in. That's the Antumbra. Fastest ship in the business." Upon closer inspection, the Antumbra was just slightly smaller than the Ouranos. The output from its engines matched that of something which could not possibly be in possession of a crew of pirates. The Antumbra's energy signature could only belong to that of a ship with an Aether Drive. It was a Horizon-Class starship just the same as the Ouranos. ~~~~~ Everyone was dead by the time they had reached the shuttlebay. The still-docked ships had sustained minor damage in what appeared to be a frantic firefight between the security crew and the intruders. Just as Irrin began to holster his gone, silently cursing at himself for being too slow to aid the poor souls who had lost their lives, the lights flickered on. Throughout the decks of the Ouranos power was restored just as quickly as it had been disabled. Captain Altius spoke through the intercom giving them the status of the ship: "This is your captain speaking. The biosigns of the intruders have disappeared. Most of the ship's power has been restored but our engines are still down. All engineers report to your stations. Security personnel are to assist the wounded to sickbay. Altius out." Quint growled lowly and stared at the bodies that lay before them. Someone was going to have to move the bodies. "We..." He took a deep breath, uncomfortably shifting in place. "We need to sort them out and identify the dead." The remains of the Ouranos security would have to placed in "storage" for their bodies to be taken back to their families. His stomach was uneasy. Irrin had never been expecting so much death to happen so soon. It wasn't right.
Joined as Arch. Yay.
August 19th to be exact.
Sleeping Dogs Definitive Edition was 7 dollars. Never bought the DLC the first time around so...double dipping was worth it.
Ash thought for a moment, considering his options given Gaia's power. Just one favor was far too limiting given the opportunities which were available. If it were just one more... Stuck between what was available, he made his request. Although he obliged Luce's request to cover her mouth as she reached her hand outward, placing it on wood. Her face contorted as a pained expression was clearly struck on her but yet she continued to keep her hand right on the spot where it was obviously causing her agony. After a long drawn-out moment the wood vanished and Luce drew his swords out from a hidden storage space. He could not help but feel impressed through her effort to return his weapons to him. Despite her resolution, her movements were slow and her skin had grown just barely noticeably paler. Something--no, Titania was causing Luce to lose her strength. Cin had considered to give Luce one of his blades but given her current condition he felt he was better of holding onto his swords unless he deemed it absolutely necessary that Luce participate in a fight. And he was not interested in starting a skirmish. "Going through the front entrance will only get us killed." He spoke as he strapped his swords on. Cin glanced at the vines at the exit of Titania's private room. It may have been the only way out of this room but there was more than one exit to the Court itself. There were several though only one was ever used by outsiders and most of the Fey. The fairy took a deep breath and examined the vines for some time, peering through the cracks and holes to see if there were any guards posted out front. So far, it looked to be clear though he knew that would not be the case once they wandered too far. "Take my hand." Cin reached out for Luce. "If we stick to the shadows, I can extend my magic to cloak you so long as you stay close, stop when I stop, and remain in contact."
Ash thought for a moment, considering his options given Gaia's power. Just one favor was far too limiting given the opportunities which were available. If it were just one more... Stuck between what was available, he made his request.
