Katharr wrote...
Calculatrice wrote...
Did you do that one? Is very nice.
If Rune had any drawing talent this he'd already flooded the walls of this thread with his pics.
no kidding ... <_<
runescapeguy9 wrote...
Every post and you know it.Katharr wrote...
If Rune had any drawing talent this he'd already flooded the walls of this thread with his pics.
Modifié par Lividity Jones, 16 avril 2010 - 11:57 .
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Keelah Se'laiknight5923 wrote...
Well, I'ma sneak away again:)
Keelah Se'lai all!!
knight5923 wrote...
Well, I'ma sneak away again:)
Keelah Se'lai all!!
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How I've felt for 3 days after I got my Tali hug. Why?MrBoomba wrote...
Hmm, is it natural for someone to feel so happy nothing bad effects them emotionally? Like Stoned happy for an entire week, not even stress factors in.
knight5923 wrote...
Well, I'ma sneak away again:)
Keelah Se'lai all!!
AHahahahaha is very funny.Lividity Jones wrote...
*Crewmen Goldstein and Hawthorne lounge in the mess, laughing and chewing the fat as any ship's crew do. Goldstein leans further over the table, whispering to Hawthorne.*
Goldstein: You didn't hear it from me, but scuttlebutt is that the Commander has been making more and more trips down to Engineering to talk to that quarian.
*Hawthorne raises a brow*
Hawthorne: Why would he do that?
*Goldstein grins at Hawthorne, a knowing smile crossing his lips. Hawthorne stops for a moment.*
Hawthorne: Augh! That's disgusting!
*Goldstein shrugs.*
Goldstein: Just what I heard.
Hawthorne: I just don't get it. Everyone knows those damn bucket-heads are thieves. Why would Shepard even bother? Should have left her to die on that rock.
*At this, Commander Shepard suddenly turns the corner, coming up behind Hawthorne. Goldstein's eyes widen. Hawthorne doesn't notice.*
Hawthorne: Not that I can really blame him. I mean, who doesn't want to know what's under those suits? But ****ing one? Eugh. She's probably got teeth down there or something.
*Goldstein, absolute terror in his eyes, slowing gets up and walks out of the mess.*
Hawthorne: Hey! Were you going? *laughs* Was it something I said?
*After a moment, Hawthorne notices the large shadow over him. He slowly turns his neck around and up, meeting cold eyes. Fear grips him. He quickly and clumsily gets to his feet, putting up a weak salute.*
Hawthorne: Shepard...Er...Commander... I mean Captain.... Sir! I was just... uh... I didn't... You heard...
Shepard: Name and rank soldier.
*Hawthorne looks puzzled for a moment.*
Hawthorne: Uh... Sir... This vessel isn't really military... We don't have ra-
*Shepard violently grips Hawthorne's shirt, lifting him off the ground. Shepard's voice comes out cold and sharp as steel.*
Shepard: Name. And. Rank.
Hawthorne: Augh! I... I don't... Err... Ensign! Ensign Nathaniel Hawthorne, sir!
*Shepard slams Hawthorne down onto the mess table, breaking it to splinters. Hawthorne screams in shock and pain.*
Shepard: Listen very carefully, Ensign Hawthorne. If I hear another derragatory word about Tali'Zorah vas Normandy out of your mouth again, you will be enjoying your next shore leave on the nearest star. Am I clear?
Hawthorne: Yes! Yes, sir!
*Shepard releases his grip, walking out of the mess hall*
Shepard: Clean up your mess, ensign.
Reposted from yesterday because I can.
o crap i think i even **** myself reading this:blink:Lividity Jones wrote...
*Crewmen Goldstein and Hawthorne lounge in the mess, laughing and chewing the fat as any ship's crew do. Goldstein leans further over the table, whispering to Hawthorne.*
Goldstein: You didn't hear it from me, but scuttlebutt is that the Commander has been making more and more trips down to Engineering to talk to that quarian.
*Hawthorne raises a brow*
Hawthorne: Why would he do that?
*Goldstein grins at Hawthorne, a knowing smile crossing his lips. Hawthorne stops for a moment.*
Hawthorne: Augh! That's disgusting!
*Goldstein shrugs.*
Goldstein: Just what I heard.
Hawthorne: I just don't get it. Everyone knows those damn bucket-heads are thieves. Why would Shepard even bother? Should have left her to die on that rock.
*At this, Commander Shepard suddenly turns the corner, coming up behind Hawthorne. Goldstein's eyes widen. Hawthorne doesn't notice.*
Hawthorne: Not that I can really blame him. I mean, who doesn't want to know what's under those suits? But ****ing one? Eugh. She's probably got teeth down there or something.
*Goldstein, absolute terror in his eyes, slowing gets up and walks out of the mess.*
Hawthorne: Hey! Were you going? *laughs* Was it something I said?
*After a moment, Hawthorne notices the large shadow over him. He slowly turns his neck around and up, meeting cold eyes. Fear grips him. He quickly and clumsily gets to his feet, putting up a weak salute.*
Hawthorne: Shepard...Er...Commander... I mean Captain.... Sir! I was just... uh... I didn't... You heard...
Shepard: Name and rank soldier.
*Hawthorne looks puzzled for a moment.*
Hawthorne: Uh... Sir... This vessel isn't really military... We don't have ra-
*Shepard violently grips Hawthorne's shirt, lifting him off the ground. Shepard's voice comes out cold and sharp as steel.*
Shepard: Name. And. Rank.
Hawthorne: Augh! I... I don't... Err... Ensign! Ensign Nathaniel Hawthorne, sir!
*Shepard slams Hawthorne down onto the mess table, breaking it to splinters. Hawthorne screams in shock and pain.*
Shepard: Listen very carefully, Ensign Hawthorne. If I hear another derragatory word about Tali'Zorah vas Normandy out of your mouth again, you will be enjoying your next shore leave on the nearest star. Am I clear?
Hawthorne: Yes! Yes, sir!
*Shepard releases his grip, walking out of the mess hall*
Shepard: Clean up your mess, ensign.
Reposted from yesterday because I can.
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Modifié par runescapeguy9, 17 avril 2010 - 12:00 .
Would not want to be Hawthorne. Or table.timedrake32 wrote...
o crap i think i even **** myself reading this:blink:Lividity Jones wrote...
*Crewmen Goldstein and Hawthorne lounge in the mess, laughing and chewing the fat as any ship's crew do. Goldstein leans further over the table, whispering to Hawthorne.*
Goldstein: You didn't hear it from me, but scuttlebutt is that the Commander has been making more and more trips down to Engineering to talk to that quarian.
*Hawthorne raises a brow*
Hawthorne: Why would he do that?
*Goldstein grins at Hawthorne, a knowing smile crossing his lips. Hawthorne stops for a moment.*
Hawthorne: Augh! That's disgusting!
*Goldstein shrugs.*
Goldstein: Just what I heard.
Hawthorne: I just don't get it. Everyone knows those damn bucket-heads are thieves. Why would Shepard even bother? Should have left her to die on that rock.
*At this, Commander Shepard suddenly turns the corner, coming up behind Hawthorne. Goldstein's eyes widen. Hawthorne doesn't notice.*
Hawthorne: Not that I can really blame him. I mean, who doesn't want to know what's under those suits? But ****ing one? Eugh. She's probably got teeth down there or something.
*Goldstein, absolute terror in his eyes, slowing gets up and walks out of the mess.*
Hawthorne: Hey! Were you going? *laughs* Was it something I said?
*After a moment, Hawthorne notices the large shadow over him. He slowly turns his neck around and up, meeting cold eyes. Fear grips him. He quickly and clumsily gets to his feet, putting up a weak salute.*
Hawthorne: Shepard...Er...Commander... I mean Captain.... Sir! I was just... uh... I didn't... You heard...
Shepard: Name and rank soldier.
*Hawthorne looks puzzled for a moment.*
Hawthorne: Uh... Sir... This vessel isn't really military... We don't have ra-
*Shepard violently grips Hawthorne's shirt, lifting him off the ground. Shepard's voice comes out cold and sharp as steel.*
Shepard: Name. And. Rank.
Hawthorne: Augh! I... I don't... Err... Ensign! Ensign Nathaniel Hawthorne, sir!
*Shepard slams Hawthorne down onto the mess table, breaking it to splinters. Hawthorne screams in shock and pain.*
Shepard: Listen very carefully, Ensign Hawthorne. If I hear another derragatory word about Tali'Zorah vas Normandy out of your mouth again, you will be enjoying your next shore leave on the nearest star. Am I clear?
Hawthorne: Yes! Yes, sir!
*Shepard releases his grip, walking out of the mess hall*
Shepard: Clean up your mess, ensign.
Reposted from yesterday because I can.
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Whaa?runescapeguy9 wrote...
Bump for fail post >,<
runescapeguy9 wrote...
How I've felt for 3 days after I got my Tali hug. Why?MrBoomba wrote...
Hmm, is it natural for someone to feel so happy nothing bad effects them emotionally? Like Stoned happy for an entire week, not even stress factors in.
MrBoomba wrote...
Hmm, is it natural for someone to feel so happy nothing bad effects them emotionally? Like Stoned happy for an entire week, not even stress factors in.
Ah, yes. Am enjoying my Tali hug just as much.Phil725 wrote...
MrBoomba wrote...
Hmm, is it natural for someone to feel so happy nothing bad effects them emotionally? Like Stoned happy for an entire week, not even stress factors in.
Nothing wrong with it. Its nice when you can be content with something good happening to you and block out all the bad around.
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Was the highpointCalculatrice wrote...
Ah, yes. Am enjoying my Tali hug just as much.Phil725 wrote...
MrBoomba wrote...
Hmm, is it natural for someone to feel so happy nothing bad effects them emotionally? Like Stoned happy for an entire week, not even stress factors in.
Nothing wrong with it. Its nice when you can be content with something good happening to you and block out all the bad around.
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I got thisRakia_Time wrote...
http://social.biowar...120/polls/4848/
Everyone go vote for Miranda, we can't let Tali die
Rakia_Time wrote...
http://social.biowar...120/polls/4848/
Everyone go vote for Miranda, we can't let Tali die