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[Heron TSG]

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I know how to beat someone at chess! (They never expect the wrench.)

[MonkeyHead]

Have I been... erm... intellectully mugging chumps? WTF?

Anyway, eager to earn my Sgt. stripes, continue excessive physical training - Gym it, Swim it, Run it or Kung Fu it!

[RedKing]

Great, now that Barbar has invited a vampire across the threshhold, *none* of you are safe....muhahahaha.....
(they work like that, right?)

[Jopax]

:O

I blame you MZ!

You have trained me badly because you fear my might!

No matter, we shall overcome!!!!

-TRAIN MOAR!!!
-LEARN COOKING MOAR!!!

[MaximumZero]

Have I been... erm... intellectully mugging chumps? WTF?

Anyway, eager to earn my Sgt. stripes, continue excessive physical training - Gym it, Swim it, Run it or Kung Fu it!

Some dude paid you to hang onto some contraption to measure your vital signs whilst jogging on the treadmill. *shrug*

[Jarod Cain]

I'll take a townie/waiting list.

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Name (First, Last): Saint Cain
Body (skin color, weight, etc): Athletic / muscular, skin brown/olive
Hair: Buzzed, white, goatee (preferably purple if possible, I forget if you can assign different colors to different hairs), no eyebrows
Face: Purple eyes, Antonio Banderas-ish, purple eyeliner
Clothes: Hunter green turtleneck, slacks, & drivers cap, black driving gloves, black loafers with purple soles.
Traits: Disciplined, Evil, Mean Spirited, Genius, Athletic
Lifetime Wish: Master of Evil / Martial Arts Master
Likes: Sushi, Classical Music, and Purple!
Sign: Aquarius
Other: Why no this isn't based off a bizarre combination of myself (skin tone) and my Saints Row character (who is white with a british accent), not at all...

-J-

[PyroDesu]

Tentative poke of -iness?

[Gamerlord]

Tentative poke of -iness?

All bumping must be peformed with that image from now on.

[Yoink]

>Throw a HAUS party!

[PyroDesu]

>Throw a HAUS party!

Fix'd.

[Xanatos Jr.]

>When in doubt, build random junk! To the Science Lair of Doom!
>Also need to work on my Evil Quota, so I'll antagonize random people.

[MaximumZero]

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MonkeyHead heads off to work.

Jopax goes next door to play with the kitties. Instead, he meets a lady.

Scriver is making something other than waffles. I am winning this war, slowly but surely.

All that for a sandwich?

Jopax's moves are not the best.

Yoink does laundry! Grazi, ser.

Mind = Blown.

Yeah. I came home because I had to pee, not because I totally pissed off that lady.

Chess practice is srs bsns.

Guitar practice is not so serious.

SANDVICH! Om nom nom...

Yoink is painting...something. He won't tell me what it is.

Max White finally wakes up. C'mon, man, it's 8am! Wake your lazy ass up!

And...sneak off somewhere? O...kay...

I'm not sure who made that mess, but everyone blames the cat.

Yoink also heads out. I wonder where he's headed?

...Xanatos has not been swimming recently. I have no idea what's going on.

He does kindly get the mail, though, which contains my space rock gems, totalling at just under $3k. Nice haul!

Back to making money!

MonkeyHead has been promoted to Grunt! Apparently, there was an explosion on the base (I'm betting that he caused it,) and he was quick enough on his feet to rescue a couple of people. He also earns a celebrity star for his heroics.

Now Scriver heads out. Where the hell is everyone going?

Scriver makes a house call.

He meets Alexander Kirby.

They socialize for a little bit, and get along well!

Max White had a secret mission to put together some puzzles. This nets him $500. I'm sure he's okay with that.

Jopax plays vidja gaems while the kitteh watches.

Xanatos is playing...football!? Something odd is going on here.

Yoink plays guitar in the park. He earns no money. Ah, well, you can't win 'em all.

I am going as crazy as all the rest of you, so I have to get away for a moment.

Scriver has a gig! A real one!

He will pour his heart out on this stage.

Not right now, statue, I have work to do.

There are a couple of people at Scriver's show.

And a couple of horses.

Back to painting! He still won't tell me what he's doing.

Max White shows off a new invention. It's...interesting, anyway.

The gig is finished, and the reviews are not horrible! See that star? That's celebrity points, bucko. You're earning them again.

Max White and his prized robosquid.

What's that, statue? Kill them all? Someone dies...tonight?

Barbarossa does the dishes. Scriver is too important and famous for that crap.

Max White has made a magnetically floating ducky. Yes, I'm serious.

Barbarossa goes and looks for intelligent life elsewhere.

Max White has set himself on fire! Oh, crap!

Yoink rushes valiantly to the rescue...but he is too late. Max White is a pile of ashes.

YES! My prediction has come true! My nemesis has been defeated! Muahahaha!

Most of us mourn the passing of Max White. Xanatos points and laughs.

, indeed.

The spirit of Max White. He is wreathed in flames, and will be for all eternity.

Max has a chat with the Reaper.

Did Death just...facepalm?

Are we witnessing Max White passing into the next world?

That...was my reaction, too. Death enjoys Max White's bumbling, and grants him a new body, so he can endure more pain and insanity. Welcome back, Max.

Xanatos and MonkeyHead: "DAMN IT!"

Screw this, I'm going back to bed.

Max White cleans up his ashes. What an odd thought.

Another non-waffle food! I'm getting through to you people!

Next time, Xanatos will try a nuke. That'd be sure to kill Max White.

Scriver dreams of a home cooked meal of non-waffle foods.

Back to training. Who knows what tactics Max White learned while dead?

Sleep tight, Max. Try not to die tomorrow.

[Reudh]

Posting to watch, this looks great!

[Johuotar]

E-P-I-C

[MonkeyHead]

So, hang on... Max set himself on fire and died, but Death thought this was so funny he ressurected him, and the rest of us did not approse of said ressurection? Crazy.

Anyhoo...

If I am rising up the ranks, some strategic skills will be needed to reach officer level. Gym it, then exercise the mind with some chess.