I'm not sure Danny could pick Taylor out of a line up much less the wolf using his credit cards............and now I realize what I just wrote about the wolf.
He almost certainly can't piggyback off of other shards.Danny's power is to turn action figures into life size right? Would an Eidolon figurine that also have the original's powerset at his beck and call make him a very, very powerful parahuman?
Well, here's the thing. There's being prepared for the worst while hoping for the best and then there's paranoia. I'd guess that Armsmaster naturally leans towards Paranoia.You know, I'm seeing a lot of comments on how Armsmaster is overreacting. Things like "It's short-ranged" or "It's temporary". But the Good doG having a Master effect...
Well, there was a Nice Guy once too. And he just wanted to be friends...
He certainly trusts Friend Computer, doesn't he?
I couldn't help but think that was a tomato.
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What do you mean "Once"? Imp hasn't offed him yet.You know, I'm seeing a lot of comments on how Armsmaster is overreacting. Things like "It's short-ranged" or "It's temporary". But the Good doG having a Master effect...
Well, there was a Nice Guy once too. And he just wanted to be friends...
I meant that the words were somehow connected to us being here nfront of the PC
... nope, don't get it.I meant that the words were somehow connected to us being here nfront of the PC
Wha-hoo! Let's rumble!
That... is adorable.The canine stumbled, missing a step at the sound of the dreaded B-word. She whined.
I'm torn between hoping Sunny just wanders into various liquor stores in the area, picks out the booze, buys it, and wanders back out... and hoping she just appears next to Oni Lee any time she decides she needs another bottle and STARES at him until he gets her one.The fact that her wolf friend was possibly an alcoholic didn't bother Taylor so much as wondering who would sell alcohol to a wolf.
Sunny: "I'm helping!"Hopefully Sunny hadn't jumped into the fountain feeding the chozubachi. Again.
Now, is that a brush for dogs, a brush made OUT of dogs, a brush for painting dogs, a brush shaped like a dog, a brush-Taylor stared, then shook her head and went to retrieve her apron and dog brush.
*narrows eyes* I think this bit confirms that Taylor can tell what Sunny's markings mean. At least a little. Or at least what it means when she can see them.Sunny lifted her head and pushed against Taylor's hand, interrupting her thought. The girl smiled, just a little, and scratched at the red markings that had spread over the wolf's neck.
"I am NOT going to call myself 'Mrs. Snooglebottom-" Above Lung, thunder rumbled in an absolutely clear sky. "-unless I get the teacup with the bunnies on it!""I'm guessing other than not hosting a tea party for a gang leader? Hm…"
First babies, now little old ladies....a procession of little old ladies. On segways. Sunny's jaw dropped open. The wolf looked up at Taylor, eyes wide.
"I am not buying you one. Don't even think about it." Whiiiiine.
*coff*voyeur*coff*
And now I'm going to be hearing Dragon using Bro Speak for the rest of the day. ("Bro, that's some sweet nanocircuitry!")
*wince* When even ARMSMASTER thinks you're a shitty dad...."Chessman said he wasn't confident enough in his knowledge of her psychology to provide an accurate litmus test to compare her to." Dragon spent a few microseconds running code for a wince. Colin caught the slight motion of her avatar out of the corner of his eye and nodded, expression grim. "Yeah, that's about right."
"Um... Dragon?"It seemed like it might be useful to check on Chessman's personnel files and compare them to published psychological data.
"Do you like movies about gladiators?"
Armsmaster is obviously a cat person. (He had the ears surgically removed.)Her friend focusing on one cape was unusual, when it was his policy to be ready for as many as he could name. Dragon wanted to know why.
"It's a chicken! A giant chicken!"He frowned. "Even now I keep thinking of it as a dog, when photographic evidence proves otherwise."
And that's how Colin knew that the "dog" was capital-E EVIL! How dare it make him feel hope! Only something truly monstrous would do THAT!Colin had ceased working on his project, and his fingers worried at the tool in his hands. His gaze was distant, and his voice very quiet. "I just felt like… it was okay. Everything was going to be okay."
He was followed by Yuuta, and then-- as the VRRRRRR grew even louder-- a procession of little old ladies. On segways.
How about begging the alcohol off of actual alcoholics so they can't drink it?I'm torn between hoping Sunny just wanders into various liquor stores in the area, picks out the booze, buys it, and wanders back out... and hoping she just appears next to Oni Lee any time she decides she needs another bottle and STARES at him until he gets her one.
How about begging the alcohol off of actual alcoholics so they can't drink it?
Souta gave the younger teen a sideways glance. "How long you lived in the Bay?"
And that's how Colin knew that the "dog" was capital-E EVIL! How dare it make him feel hope! Only something truly monstrous would do THAT!
Who wouldn't?The fact that her wolf friend was possibly an alcoholic didn't bother Taylor so much as wondering who would sell alcohol to a wolf.
She's just going to get on the Internet and buy one herself with Danny's credit card, you know. Danny will, of course, notice this and worry that his little girl is getting drunk and riding around town on a Segway vandalizing everything... with her lunch buddy Oni Lee.a procession of little old ladies. On segways. Sunny's jaw dropped open. The wolf looked up at Taylor, eyes wide.
"I am not buying you one. Don't even think about it." Whiiiiine.
I knew I wasn't the only one who suspected Games Workshop here."He doesn't really touch his PTO, just lets it bank up. Then any rollover for the year gets paid into his personal budget for combat miniatures. I think he's even imported a few things from Aleph, for a rainy day. It's not cheap."
This isn't a compulsion. This is an accurate observation combined with God-tier puppy therapy. Ammy's power is to make everything be okay.His gaze was distant, and his voice very quiet. "I just felt like… it was okay. Everything was going to be okay."
No, when even Armsmaster thinks you spend too much time at the office...it might be time for some therapy.
Let me ask you one simple question: What was buried deepest in Pandora's box?And that's how Colin knew that the "dog" was capital-E EVIL! How dare it make him feel hope! Only something truly monstrous would do THAT!
BEES!Let me ask you one simple question: What was buried deepest in Pandora's box?
Zeus's list of wife-to-be? Divine Cook recipe? "How to be rich" by Hades? Tear of the fallen? Nothing.Let me ask you one simple question: What was buried deepest in Pandora's box?
*glances at Ex Machina*Let me ask you one simple question: What was buried deepest in Pandora's box?
A reinforced boron steel powered skeleton, of course.*glances at Ex Machina*
I... am fairly certain I can't answer that on this board?