Your opinion is not necessarily mine; Your opinion is not fact; Your opinion is not absolute. Your opinion is a perspective.
The entrance to the temple was open. The old doors seemingly blown open thousands of years ago by unknown forces. The crumbling yet still majestic temple, rose above them, the symbol of an all seeing eye marking the pillars. As the two of them walk inside, the smell of death perpetrates the air, the residue of long past horrors so horrifying that their very memory is trapped by the force nexuses in and around the temple.
Hidden crystals on the roofs and walls light up at their presence, illuminating some parts of he temple, yet still leaves many walls and corners unlit due to the poor state of the temple.
The entrance chamber a fairly large hall marked by grand statues on each side. Dark hooded figures, clad in armor and with long spear like weapons. It is only upon a second gaze that their notice the dark figures laying on the grounds, scattered across the temple, some dressed in imperial uniforms carrying the same marking of the Old Sith Empire, a few even resemble the statues, and others simply appear to be those unfortunate enough to have come across the temple in their travels
At the the end of the hallway, three paths leads further into the temple, a fourth has crumbled over the years. Or perhaps it was deliberately blocked.
FYI. I was always in favor of system. You opposed because you liked calling your fleets Battlegroups so damn much you forced me to change the name for half a Federation fleet from battlegroup to battlesquadron xD
The true joke is perhaps that a dog capable of sniffing out explosives, is worth more than the soldier handling it? xD
I myself am not as sure.
If I summed of the general consensus of the women in my life, all men would be on the fast track to either enslavement or extinction xD
Problem is, if we don't fix our problem first, were going to have Chinese colonies, American colonies, European colonies and so forth and we will bring our problems with us :P
The way I see it, the more globalized we are. The less likely we are to wage war on one another due to us being more or less dependent on each other.
That said, countries not being self sufficient/reliant on others for food, power etc. The worse we are off when ever a major catastrophe hits, natural or otherwise.
Well, to be fair. I only hold the rank of commodore. Not my decision. I think?
And a happy holidays to you my friend!
Found out its an app called GarageBand and it costs a few bucks. Probably not what you are looking for, but here's a link anyway.
I actually might know of one, but I'm afraid I do not know the name. I'll ask some buddies of mine :)
Awesome. Sounds good.
Live-recording or did you use a program?
Nice. Better than anything I ever achieved anyway xD
A must read for all the haters.
More power? This isn't a Nazi charity! D:<
Removing someones rights on the group doesn't remove the creator tags... Was about to have a real Palpatine moment ;(
Ori, let me know when you want your rights back. I'm just too... heartbroken... to do it right know. *Sniff*
My door is open anytime. Although I would prefer a little donation each month to food and such ;)
Speaking of Creator badges. What's up with that? Lol
Looks out of place.
Very nice. I liked it :P
I think you people have the entirely wrong perspective on this.
Its not a matter of Christians ability to accept humor and Atheists ability to accept humor, but the fact that there exist ******** and idiots on both sides. (And this goes for A LOT of other topics as well)
There are ******** and idiots on both sides. It's a matter of human nature. Not faith, belief or lack thereof.
When going thousands of years back in history, I remain skeptical of many things. I wouldn't call his existence an undeniable fact, but I wouldn't think his existence a myth either. Usually even a myth/legend/deity or otherwise, is based upon real events or real people. Whether they really were the son of god or not.
As for "poorly researched junk" on the Atheist group. Somehow I don't doubt it it happens (I've stopped paying attention of late to be honest). But it is common for other parties in such things as well.
Tis' was a joke mate :P
But to counter, I will say that rules only exists due to people who cannot see past themselves. They are a matter of maturity, mind and in roleplaying cases, the limits of the universe. Don't blame the rules. Blame people. :P
Should I fill out the Character Creator as well, or did you do it for me with what I gave you? xD
OOC: I stand by my moves.
OOC: Last move! I think. :P Also, Praxis shot down the gunship I believe.
The last merc dies instantly by Nyms hand. A thermal detonator rolls out of his hand and detonates almost the moment he dies, engulfing the area in flames.
OOC: Done. Lol
For everything that is left, you don't need me holding your hand :P
OOC: I'm curious, is Serena the love child of Thor and Captain America? xD
IC: Ladsk regrets his move as his throat is slit, his hand reaches up in a feeble attempt to contain the blood spilling out. He knows that he is done for and reaches for an item on his belt. The one thing he refuses to fail at, is his job. He presses a button on it and it transmits a signal to all the housings where the slaves are living, detonating the small bombs embedded in them.
Fire fights between remaining forces and the enemy reinforcements have broken out, although many of the Gamorreans are fleeing. In the control center, Bitz have left. He and his personal guards have left for the nearest hanger.
OOC: Why the dead combat specialist? The charge didn't amount to anything. Don't give me a pity kill. Lol
Him jumping was on the premise that Rogue being in a position where could achieve what he set out to do. He no longer can, so he doesn't jump. Instead he slides the last distance.
The Elite leader manages to get a few shots off before he is hit by the shield, which digs into his chest and kills him instantly. The last remaining elite merc sees the last of his comrades fall. He cease fire and ducks behind his cover. Avoiding exposing himself too much.
Amazed at how Rogue could figure out his intentions so fast despite their seemingly suicidal nature and the chaotic circumstances, Ladsk changes his plans in the last second, digs his claws into the ground instead sliding in and throwing a handful of dirt in her face, followed by an attempt to grab one of her arms.
Grott and his men are gunned down in the hallway. A gunship arrives near the scene of the shield generator and begins to search the area.
OOC: Sorry to end it with Grott like that. I was gonna make an absurd move with Grott in an last desperate move to actually do some real damage. But since your commandos seemingly have plot armor as well (I have thrown some serious **** their way), I would rather avoid having to resort to any cheap moves.