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[Kel Riever]

That's fine, RB.  Call it basically a bond limo, minus machine guns.  It has armor, shields, bullet proof glass, and even gun ports, though someone will have to maneuver the car correctly to get the shots.  It's faster than your average limo for sure, but probably no racing vehicle.  Medical suite makes sense and yes, you were given the limo with the English translation.  No need to worry about Japanese.  Except I see from the picture above that anime has probably still left its mark on the car. 

I'll let you know what Molly's condition is, good or bad, when someone can look at her.  Right now, well...I'll give you that update on Morgan and the guy under the gun. as soon as I post in less than 5 min

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

For Detective Molly Hagen:

 

[Cknarf]

Stop it, Jules. You're gonna make me cry.

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

Sorry Maj0nese, I ghosted Arian for a line. I figured he'd have something to at least think. Glaring at others is his thing, but I also think laughing to himself at the expense of others would also be appropriate.

[TheMajonese]

No problem 

 

I actually wanted to post something yesterday but then thought Naaah, can do it later as well! Later, in this case, means now.

[Kel Riever]

Well, as much as I am totally into writing all the things, I don't feel wonderful, so I'll jam the next piece out as soon as I can get to it.  I'll keep up on CS but I am due to post in Stormhammer before I come back to the, uh, at least 3 things going on in CS later.

[Kel Riever]

...

  

[Cknarf]

I'm glad to see the commandos are finally working out their problems the way nature intended.

 

Spoiler

"Woo hoo!"

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

This could have been a great line if Super Mac didn't stick his Mary Sue nose into this.

 

Spoiler

[Cainhurst Crow]

Arian should invest in some hammerhead rounds. Those were always fun to use in the game, and perfect for giving a weapon an extra kick.

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

Yeah, depleted uranium rounds. Always good for a little extra kick.

[Kel Riever]

I hit the eject button on a big action piece I had planned.  It really isn't making me happy.  I should be doing it.

[Cainhurst Crow]

I hit the eject button on a big action piece I had planned.  It really isn't making me happy.  I should be doing it.

Ahhhh. I know that pain.

 

Don;t worry man, you'll come up with an even better idea with the slate clean.

[TheMajonese]

Arian should invest in some hammerhead rounds. Those were always fun to use in the game, and perfect for giving a weapon an extra kick.

 

Even though I played Mass Effect 1, I never really spent much time with the gameplay and usually just rushed through the game to continue with the story. But Hammerhead rounds probably deal tons of damage.

[Cainhurst Crow]

Even though I played Mass Effect 1, I never really spent much time with the gameplay and usually just rushed through the game to continue with the story. But Hammerhead rounds probably deal tons of damage.

This is your friend : http://masseffect.wi...nition_Upgrades

 

But yeah, I kinda felt the same way myself. It wasn't exactly what I'd call engaging and intuitive combat.

 

Hammerhead rounds I never really noticed doing lots of damage. They did tend to stagger on hit though, which was always fun to do.

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

I don't consider ammunition types a skill. It's a load out we take on our mission. For example: adepts as a class use warp rounds in the game. Naleena is an adept, but favors tungsten rounds.

 

We'll just dispense with the discussion of reality and the mass effect weapons and pretend they work as advertised. Sci-fi writers have no sense of science.... usually.

 

And the projectile travel time in the Mass Effect games is a joke. Talk about slow - you can dodge them in game.

 

Honestly I'm surprised we didn't see energy weapons like Javik's instead.

 

But I understand Arian. He's been talking to Marcus on Pandora (Borderlands). "You don't need to be a better shot. You just need more bullets." "Thank you for shopping Marcus Munitions. Come back soon. And remember if you buy from anyone else, I'll have you killed."

[TheMajonese]

Most importantly; No refunds!

[Cainhurst Crow]

Those moments when your trying to type, and your cat sits on your hands to keep you from doing so.

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

When you think murder, think Marcus Munitions.

 

Is shooting bullets just not cool enough for you? Get a Maliwan and light some people on fire.

[Cknarf]

Click for cat story.

 

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Yeah, I had a cat.  His name was Archie. Pretty chill orange tabby, real friendly, but dumb as a board.  Got him from animal control, for a discounted fee 'cause he was one of those 'nobody wants it, so we're gonna kill it' deals.  Best twenty bucks I ever spent!

 

He got hit by a car while I was eating dinner with my mom. Wife calls, and she's all like "[unintelligible] cat!" so I leave the restaurant, and speed home.  There's my cat, laid out on the porch, all limp. Wife's crazy emotional, "We gotta take him to the hospital!" she says.  He was obviously dead, eyeball all rolled up and stuff, tongue impaled by his canine tooth and sh*t. Poor guy. At least it was quick. Had to be, with that kind of head injury, like flipping a switch.

 

Anyways, the wife's flippin' out, and already has the car running, so I scoop up my little buddy.  Neighbor says "He'd dead, you know." And I give this b*tch a look like she just slapped my unborn child in the face before climbing in.  I know my cat's dead, you cow! Like I wanna carry him around town, all drippy and stuff. I'm doing it for the wife.

 

So we drive across town to the animal hospital. Now when I said drippy, I meant it.  I got some kinda fluid on both arms that was leaking out of my cat, smelled god awful. Whatever.  We walk inside the place with our obviously dead cat, and like a pro, the lady takes him in the back, and lays him on the table.  There's a window in the door, so we're watching the whole thing.  She stethoscoped my cat, and did all this stuff, even though she knew that we knew that she knew he was gone. It was sweet, really.  She came back out and apologized, before hooking us up with a little cardboard cat coffin.

 

Not that I used it.  I went to Lowe's and bought some wood to make my own cat coffin. It turned out pretty baller. Unfortunately, I took measurements from the cardboard box, which didn't translate well into wood.  It was kinda tight, so I had to really stuff my cat in there, 'cause he was pretty stiff by that point.

 

My wife insisted that we sleep with my smelly dead cat at the foot of our bed for the night, and I was like 'baby, he's smelly.'.  She wasn't having it.

 

I don't know exactly what happens when things die, but boy, does it stink after some hours... Ended up burying him at my grandpa's the next day.  It poured rain like at a movie funeral, so that was kinda cool. I miss that stupid bastard.

[Cainhurst Crow]

Click for cat story.

 

Spoiler

Yeah, I had a cat.  His name was Archie. Pretty chill orange tabby, real friendly, but dumb as a board.  Got him from animal control, for a discounted fee 'cause he was one of those 'nobody wants it, so we're gonna kill it' deals.  Best twenty bucks I ever spent!

 

He got hit by a car while I was eating dinner with my mom. Wife calls, and she's all like "[unintelligible] cat!" so I leave the restaurant, and speed home.  There's my cat, laid out on the porch, all limp. Wife's crazy emotional, "We gotta take him to the hospital!" she says.  He was obviously dead, eyeball all rolled up and stuff, tongue impaled by his canine tooth and sh*t. Poor guy. At least it was quick. Had to be, with that kind of head injury, like flipping a switch.

 

Anyways, the wife's flippin' out, and already has the car running, so I scoop up my little buddy.  Neighbor says "He'd dead, you know." And I give this b*tch a look like she just slapped my unborn child in the face before climbing in.  I know my cat's dead, you cow! Like I wanna carry him around town, all drippy and stuff. I'm doing it for the wife.

 

So we drive across town to the animal hospital. Now when I said drippy, I meant it.  I got some kinda fluid on both arms that was leaking out of my cat, smelled god awful. Whatever.  We walk inside the place with our obviously dead cat, and like a pro, the lady takes him in the back, and lays him on the table.  There's a window in the door, so we're watching the whole thing.  She stethoscoped my cat, and did all this stuff, even though she knew that we knew that she knew he was gone. It was sweet, really.  She came back out and apologized, before hooking us up with a little cardboard cat coffin.

 

Not that I used it.  I went to Lowe's and bought some wood to make my own cat coffin. It turned out pretty baller. Unfortunately, I took measurements from the cardboard box, which didn't translate well into wood.  It was kinda tight, so I had to really stuff my cat in there, 'cause he was pretty stiff by that point.

 

My wife insisted that we sleep with my smelly dead cat at the foot of our bed for the night, and I was like 'baby, he's smelly.'.  She wasn't having it.

 

I don't know exactly what happens when things die, but boy, does it stink after some hours... Ended up burying him at my grandpa's the next day.  It poured rain like at a movie funeral, so that was kinda cool. I miss that stupid bastard.

 

That was...wow. Not the kind of story I was expecting.

 

 

I'm gonna go try lie down, kill all the characters I made up for this arc.

 

Laters.

[Cknarf]

Give your cat a hug for me, man.

[Cainhurst Crow]

I have 2 though. So I guess I got a main and a back up. That does sound rough though man. Jesus.

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

Damn that was rough. I need something uplifting.

[Cainhurst Crow]

Damn that was rough. I need something uplifting.

 

Comin Right up.