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+People tell me I'm entertaining, I just want to play games Trying to incorporate gaming into a healthier schedule and find that life balance. stop by and chill.
+is my right leg forgetting how to be a leg i have been having hamstring pain and discomfort for over months now. I thought it might have been done to my gym activities, so easily up and moved to lighter weight and focused more on stretching and mobility. The pain comes and goes depending on the day when walking or standing, but when seated it results with my leg "falling asleep." targeted stretching hasn't helped with pain of range of motion and now getting concerned if its something more.
+Odd "Mole" parern
+Sims4 Creative building Tonight we are going to build and flesh out our neighborhood. going for a coffee shop and community garden build. Come check me out at
+Realm Royale Tonight Tonight we are seeing if a buddy of mine can teach me to play a shooter arena game. this isnt going to be pretty folks
+Going from a personal world to a realm. So me and a friend started playing Minecraft again and used the windows feature to play with Xbox friends. But we didn't realize that we could only play if the own of the world in online at the time. So we started a realm now and that fixed it to where we can play while the other is offline. NOW! My question is is there anyway to use the map that we were using before for the new realm?
+Looking for brainstorming ideas for my games upcoming festival. Joy, Enaria, Lain, and Ossuzu major spoilers ahead. If I find out you read this you'll find that you have two exhausting points that don't go away after a long rest... You've been warned. Fellow DM's I'm not sure if this is the right flare for it but I would like opinions. I never like writing or brainstorming in a vacuum, unfortunately the people I bounce ideas off of are playing in the game I want to brainstorm for. I have a home drew adventure that I would like some feedback on an insights on how others have handled similar situations. Being newish 2yrs to DD and DM'ing I never want to think i know what I'm doing when it comes to creating an adventure. ! So in my home drew game our level four crew are in a logging town where tensions are raising as logging camp has been having an increasing number of setbacks threatening the financial stability of the town. That is what's known to the party behind the scenes the a gang of smugglers and despites are aiming to choke the town dry, makeing the towns folk abandon giving this gang opportunity to come in set up shop and have a base of operation very close to the major cultural capital of the region. To accomplish this one of the gangs lieutenants found herself as the assistant to the mayor of the town and summoned what I am calling a vithrak name from POE a scaled up succubusfor stats, that can transform themselves into creatures they have charmed and Very much enjoys creating webs of lies to throw communities into chaos. This vithrak has killed and taken the place of one of the Noble families that owns the lumber mill and camp. Now when I wrote this I had every intention of having the local artificer, who supplies the camp with a certain level of enchanted blades to cut through the mystical faywood of the forest, murdered by the vitrac and have the vithrak frame one of the party. However I didn't wat to just have the town point a finger and say "they did it! The new people." So I have the vithrak moveing close to them to gather evidence they can plant. As of now the tools the vithrak has is a generic arrow from the party ranger and the ability to take the form of the party halfling warlock. I'm still up in the air if I want the demon to kill the artificer and his apprentices, mortality wound them in the form of the halfling, set fire to his work shop or some combination of the three. With a local festival only an in game day away choosen to be the day that this potential murder to happen on and out of game weeks to plan for said day I wanted to make sure I have a solid plan for this. I also will be having festival games and events with mishaps and suspicious things happening throughout the festival courtesy of the quicklings of the forest under threat of the lutenint holding their leader hostage like as an example the local talent stage will collapse while the back house bar hand is performing his fire juggling routine. I have others but more ideas for events,games, shops and especially mishapssabotage for the games and events.!
+The morning forge. On the outscerts of the cloud in the early morning looks to the unfermilyer eye a rageing fire what with the smoke drifting up to the sky, the waves of radeating heat pushing out the cold morning air, and of course the sounds of a cracking fire. But ringing out above the hiss and crackling fire the sounds of metal and metal cut the air. The village forge is put out of the way by design as being a more industrial building it made like sense to be in the heart of the village. Only draw back what any of its products needed to be moved into the village for easy of convenience. Thats where Tayeb's job as apprentice came in. After the previous days work for finished it was his job to bring them into the village and deliver them. He enjoyed it. got to see a little bit of Countryside in the morning got to see The Village Life as It just starting to wake up. There was a chill in both the air and the moments he loves
+Finding these all over at work today.
+The way ice formed around bubble wrap left outside.
+I need a break from my self hate.
+Mystcraft world In a sever i play on i have been wanting to make a lava ocean world for the lava but then i was going to repurpose it into a world where i have some farms. Unfortunately i cant seem to make one. Can someone help me? Even just laying out how worlds should be written would help. Im playing Direwolf .10 if that means anything
+Reading request late to the party, New year reading. I was wondering if anyone would be interested in giving me a reading about what holds in store for me. Not looking for any piticularly facet like relationships or employment, more an overview. I am also not very well versed in tarot etiquette so forgive me if this is demanding.
+Give and Take, a lidrary story. In the kiri library building there is one cubical that to the more frequent visitors is silently reserved. The staff there know that know that no cubical can be reserved permanently however they try to leace it open for one nin in periocular. It was a Beautiful Morning by kiri standard but Elijah seated in him chair. He flipped through book after book never really dwelling on one. On the desk he had handwritten notes a blue prints that look to be in his handwriting. Kiri Only
+Why does it have to be hard. Why does this have to be apart of life? Why cant things go right. Why do i have to fight tooth and nail just to find the ambition to get out of bed? This shouldn't be a part of anyone's life, its no way to live. So why cant I fight harder? I have little option in my case, i have no one close in my life i can tell. No friends to speak of. I cant tell my family because whats left of the old me is to damn proudor foolish to ask for help. Have no means to get real professional help. So here i am doing the only thing i can, complain to the internet about how unfair my life is, hopeing that when i hit send ill feel better till the next time i have to come back. Its like puting a small band add on a large wound and telling yourself you'll be fine.
+Training at the Tower. Just outside the mist village stands a tall wooden tower. All about the trees and tall post spread about are what look like cables zig zaing their way around a round metal plate. All the cables incumpus the plate at different levels and distances from the center but always leading back to that larger tower. Along a path leading to is walked Elijah with his hand casually in his pockets. It was a very short time ago that he, mukai and a new nin seid they would meet up at the training field. He himself had to stop off at his workshop for some supplies and wondered if the other two where already there or on their way as he was
+Material test A39E43 A hazy day in the area surrounding Kiri allows for a lovely scene for training for most mist nin, however for one mist nin its less then ideal test conditions. Elijah heads out to a open area that had already been set up with thick metal poles used to stand up training dummys. Holding on to a large scroll under his arm, too any who were close by they would hear him talking to himself.
+Pit stop. Elijah is returning from a mission on his way back to kiri. Haveing to pass through the land of fire he made note of how different the scenery was as he walked along the trail. Heavenly forest in wooded on either side, it all had a sense of Tranquility to it. He came apon a small lake just as the thought occurred to him thought this would be a premier spot to repair his puppets. He had to do it anyway when he returned to kiri, and everything that you could do there he could do here. He unrolled Medusa, opened up her chest panel and began to work lake side.
+On the hunt in the streets of kiri. Elijah calmly walks the streets of kiri, his hands casually tucked into the pockets of his coat. He followed the street light down the part of twon where alot of the specialty stores. He is a frequent here in this part of town but he isnt here for himself today. Today he is on the hunt for someone he resently meet and taken an interest in. He know that there were only a handful of stores in kiri that where useful for puppeteers, even fewer that were willing to order parts and pieces for them. He figured if that guy was a kiri puppeteer, this would be a good place to start. This thread is intended for puppeterrs only Kokatsuna and Elijah.
+Best deck composition for Ice for the longest time I fell like i have a bad deck makeup. im not looking for a pvp build more like a good solid allpurpose build. LVL ice
+Cloches de chant Cafe Elijah was finishing up a mission in on the western coast of the land of water. It was a good size port town that made great use of the bay it was located on, ships come and go with ease careing in frait and farm good from other lands while ships head out to their own destination. There was also a sizable hill the town was built on only adding to the view of the bay. Elijah find himself in a cafe useing great use of the view. He looks out onto the town enjoying the people watching. He watches as the fisherman toss out there their lines for their morning catch, the bakers stoke up thir fires to begin their day of bread making to sale on the streets. "Your tea sir..." A server came with a pot of tea and a few sweet rolls on her large tray. " And your sweet roll. Enjoy." She moved on to the other customers before Elijah could thank her.
+I need help please. I have been at a low for the past week, not my lowest by far but compared to the week before pritty low. I keep telling myself you will get throw this, This too shall pass. I am apart of a group of people online that i enjoy talking too, we all share a common interest which is great and it helped when i had really no one offline to talk too. I did let it be known that i was at a low this week and thought nothing of it. Then someone from there, who seid she is also depressed, asked if i wanted to talk about it. Now me and her where not close, Hell Im pretty sure she hates me, we butted head all the time. So i respectfully declined her offer thinking talking with her would have been worse then not talking at all. I won't get into the conversation that fallowed, and its not important either. Why im here pleading for help is because im contomplateing suicide again. I am now alienating myself for those people and any people i have left in the real world, and the thoughts keep popping into my head. How that im misunderstood and this is the way to show my family what i go through. I have told them that i am depressed and they always seem to shrug it off like i dont matter. What if i really don't matter to them? That if i ended it all, all my suffering, all my worries about what tomorrow will bring, would anyone care? My friends I used to have all abandoned me a long time ago. My family keeps hurting me emotional speaking dispite my constant pleading for them to stop. The only people I feel like i connect to are online but if i disappear tomorrow they would never know. Would they care? Please... Its never been this bad for me and i dont know what to do. Im lost and afraid that might do something I would regret.
+Frustration The mist village lived up to its name today. fog so thick even the brightest of lights can only light your way only a few meters. The downtown of kiri was desolate, void of eny one walking the streets.... Or it was rather busy and everone was keeping rather quiet. The only clues that anyone was out where the sounds of footsteps on the path. A surreal experience for anyone too have only one sence too tell where they where, especially with the sounds other then footsteps. The sound of pounding and the clang of metal is strongest on a corner in the shopping district.... Or is this the residential area? Where ever it was in the fog they are accompanied with mumbling from above the streets.
+Fair is the lily As the sun hung in the sky in kiri on a piticularly nice day the shopkeepers got ready for the evening. Shops closed up for the night ready to enjoy the some time with those they love for dinner. Restraints you can see the midday and night shifts join in idle conversation as they past through the door. Then there are some places with lines outside the door, just waiting to get in to dance the night away. The streets them selfs where not as busy as the high of the morning rush or in the heat of the night either, mostly it was couples and small familys out for an evening walk after an early dinner or just before they sit down together. There was a dull bustle about the streets as Elijah walked the front door of his family shop. To those who know him his attire is alittle out of place, a white shirt without his black vest or even his long coat. He still had his scroll holster however he only have one scroll with him that evening. After he locked up the front door for the night he crossed to the flower display out infront of the shop and took a gentle grasp of a vase that had three lillys in it. He took a smell of them, lingering on them for a moment, then started down the street to wherever his destination was
+Two Secents Two for One sale. Off the main strip of kiri is a small shop surrounded with bright beautiful flowers. Reds, blues, yellows, big ones, small once, some as big as your head!! They cover the front of the shop leaving two openings, one for the door and one for the front window with the words "Two Scents" in neon that could cut through the thickest morning fog. Outside the door setup on the sidewalk was a knee high wooden sign. Scroll down on it where the words "Two for one sale! All perfume, insents and creams". It looks like kiri's premiere perfume and insent shop is haveing an impromptu sale. All are welcome to the saveings! Mukai stop by sometime plz
+At the drop of a pin. The day had Started like any other for kiri favorite misfit. Wakeing up before the sun Elijah is in his workshop, doing as he does ever morning an extensive maintenance check on both his puppets. Pulling them apart bolt by bolt then peaceing them back together takeing note of ever scratch and nick. By the time he was done the streets started to fill with the sounds of the morning hustle and bustle. His mother needed a few this that he needed to run and get before he went about his own routine. Elijah was a custom too this, running too the store for his mother even though it was only a two stores down from their own home. He never asked why she never left the house, mainly because he know the answer. He ran anieron his mother had for him without question. Mary, his mother, cared deeply about her son. However she did feel guilty some days, sending him out too do things she once did without a second thought. "Maybe its time i leave the store.." Haveing not left she home in over years she thought it was time she started doing things for herself again. before she even locked the door, a Mail carrier came for her and handed her a letter. Takeing no time after reading it she rushed to her next door neighbor to go find Elijah. Returning home she started packing like a mad woman. Returning home Elijah searched for a sign for his mother to no avail, in their family shop or their home. The store was closed earlier for the day and even had a sign saying that it would be closed for a unknown length of time. Entering the main room of his home he saw a single note left on the table. "Elijah My darling son. Im sorry you had to find out this way. Your uncle is dieing. I am leaving to see what i may offer." Falling to the floor in a slump he stairs blankly at the floor. His uncle, the man who help his mother with the death of her husband. The man was practically a second father to Elijah. Too hear that he may loss yet another father in his life... Elijah would never be the same if he did pass.
+Day and just like that back at square one. I have, for the past 2weeks, given myself some goal for no reason other then too se if i can do them. I have been trying to make lasting changes in my life for the past year 20M with very little results so i thought i would set three goals. Keep a food Journal and record my weight once a week. Get in at least of exercise whether it be yoga, calisthenics, walking or bicking Dont jerk it. All was going well till Saturday when for no reason my depression desided to take a nose dive and essentially all my progress went out the window. I started comfort eating SUPER unhealthy stuff, didn't leave my bed, and only just now broke the last bench make i had for my self.... Sign Im not mad or sad that it happened, i know what that does to my head. SPOILER ALERT, nothing good. Yeah what happened too me is like running a marathon and the braking a leg, you where close but theres no way your going to finish now. All i can do now is clean myself off and try again next week. Hopefully this time with better results.
+Kasai cafe Somewhere near the heart of the land of fire is a bustling city. The streets where alive with the sound of people, shot keeps selling their wears, and music. At the end of a particularly lively street was a corner cafe with music pooring out its open door. Haveing tables set outside for patterns to enjoy the music and the weather, though right now only one person sits outside. Elijah sits at a table just outside the main door with a book on the table sketching into it.
+What helps you? Yesterday i was having a crap day. I was going to spend the day outside spending time in the garden before going on a long bike ride. But thats never happened, I ended up spending most to the day lieing in bed staring at the ceiling. That was until brewed up a pot of tea, set some calming music and spend and hour or so just enjoying my tea. Soon there after i got to work with my house work. So my question to you all is what do you do to help you when your low?
+Rooftop work shop Atop a home on the main road of kiri is a roof top shed. From the streets the low passer bys can hear the sound of woodworking. Drills, saw blades, wrenches tightening bolts and so on. The sounds are from Elijah working on his puppets as he normally does. What isnt normal is the state of his puppet, lying mangled out on the rooftop.
+Tea and a good book. In the south coastal area of the land of fire lies a quaint little fishing village. Looking over the ocean is a small Bistro Cafe that seems to the the heart of the town. Ever table is bustling with life and laugher for town fulk and travelers alike amongst the tables. In one of the outlieing tables sits a quiet young man with nothing more then a pot of tea at he's table and a book he is reading. Ever now and then he pears over the top of his book to watch the merriment before him, smiles for a moment, then return to his book.
+Are you a dummy? In a clearing that many a ninja use as a training field stands a standard training dummy and Elijah. He stretching out his arms and neck like he is getiting ready for a fight. He has taken off his lang coat to reveal his scroll harness that holds his puppet scroll. Despite this his puppet is nowhere to be seen.
+Help me end the cycle I have been yoyoing for a long time. I feel like im on the up swing like maybe this time ill land on my feet, that i can move on with my life. Then i take a fall and keep falling. Afterwards i just say there low and just cry till i fall asleep. Then a wake up and start the whole thing over. Something has to give before i dont have the strength to pull myself up anymore. I have just spent the last hour locked in my room crying leting all my pain out. I cant keep all this bottled up much more. I need to make a change. Please help make this my last fall.
+CAUTION, Acidic content Elijah is out in the training field today, painting clearly exhausted because of his training. By a near by tree is his long coat and a two scroll, but no sign of his puppet. One of the scrolls like a older then the other, like it has been passed down for Generations.
+Achery training. Elijah is out at the training field for the day. He has set him set up under a tree, with a book and pencil in his hands. He is frantically writing in his book. Down range from him are archery targets, one no more the yards from him, another behind that, and another that seems to swing back and forth from a tree branch. All the targets rideld with arrows and holes from previous trianing sessions.
+QOTD June Ooc whats something you like about your character? Whats something you dont like.
+Silence in the library Its a late night in kiri, the evening fog hangs in the air. The lights of the village shine and glow through the night. One such light belongs to the public records building. Inside a young boy can be seen studying by candlelight. He's table haveing a tower of books, a pyramid of scrolls, a small wooden poseing doll, and piles of crumpled discarded paper surrounding him. As the boy scanned the pages of the book in fron of him, he finds his eye growing heavier and heavier till he takes a head dive into the table.
+Dinner June ENTRIE Hot dogs, with condiments Hamburgers Fish sticks SIDES Baked beans Coleslaw French fries Fruit salad DRINKS Water Pink lemonade Soda
+Riddle me this! Storytime June "Today i thought i would test you lads. We will see who have the sharpest mind with riddles. Whoever gets all wins this trophy center piece that we had lieing around after prom that was just gathering dust and sand. Remember, talking it out with someone may help you. Good luck!" What is greater than the Gods, more evil than the devil, the poor have it, the rich need it, and if you eat it, you'll die? Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it can neither see nor feel it. What is it? What can travel around the world while staying in a corner? What has an eye but can not see? If you have me, you want to share me. If you share me, you haven't got me. What am I? What gets broken without being held? What is always coming but never arrives? Ooc for added fun, dont cheat and just Google them. Enjoy
+I just cant care I get up in the morning and literally cant find the energy to get up and so basic things. I dont eat, or shower, i used to got out of the house, but now i just look out through my window and think "i cant do anything right, so why bother doing anything."
+Taco Tuesday!! Build your own taco! Choose of hard or soft taco shell, burrito, or quesadilla. MEATS Fish Ground beef. Chicken Pulled pork Stake TOPINGS. lettuce cheese tomatoes Sour cream salsa of all spices black olives. corn chips brown and black beans refried beans DRINKER water Tea and coffee soda
+Quick run to the store on the streets of kiri. "Elijah dont forget too stop by the Reign's sometime today. Young abby is starting her first day at the academy." "Of course mother, how could i forget. Besides I wont be gone long." Elijah had a full day of runing about town. Along with his mothers request, he wanted to stop by old Randi's repair shop. The clerk seid there was a set of wood working tools he could have if he wants them. The set elijah had where his fathers worn out set, no good for kiri's newest genin. Also needing to stop by the market for a meal his mother insisted on makeing a big fuss about. He wasnt quite sure why his mother never left their home or shop to go shoping herself, but he didnt ask questions about it, just glad to see his mother in a good mood. He adjusted he's head band, ready to leave for the day. "Bye mother" As he opened the door he could hear his mother call out from the other room"BYE, HAVE FUN, DONT GET LOST, MAKE NEW FRIENDS"
+I can't tell my family. It all started years ago when i graduated from high school. I wanted to take a semester off to clear my head, find my self all the jazz. But the semester came and went and i couldn't find the nerve to reapliy. So there i sat. No job, no money to my name, no car or license to go any where. No school to occupy my time. My "friends" all off liveing they lives. where dont that leave me? All i have in my sould crashing lonelyness. Now its two years later and nothing, and i do mean nothing, has changed. Its geting to the point where i activity avoid friends and family. I used to be happy and active and now if i get out of the house for a short walk i call that successful. I feel like a hit a wall so hard the fell down and refusing to ask for help. My biggest fear is that i would hurt the ones i love if i tell them just how much pain im in on a daily basis. I dont know what to do. With my life, with my schooling, with my family. I cant move and i feel so helpless... please help
+A morning walk. Mornings here are different from what im used to back home. Most campers sleep in for awhile before the camp starts to get moveing. For me however I wakeup before the sun rises over the ocean. I never hear a sound comeing from my cabin mates, always asleep when im wakeing up. I have one of our cabins furry friends wonder from there bed to mine in the middle of the night. My first few weeks here i thought it annoying but now I've come to expect it and welcome it. I scratched just behind his ears, a orange tabby cat I'v names Oscar, to gently wake him off my chest. Moveing around my cabin is a bit like walking on ice, watching out for ever step i take as to not wake anyone. After geting dressed for the day I give Oscar a quick pat on the head as he returns to my bed and cuddles up with my warm pillow. Just as the Sun begins to poke over the ocean I had to the Pavilion for a quick morning cup of coffee. I have this ritual in the morning where I have a wander through our Strawberry Fields in the morning glow here at camp. They're nothing like the fields I remember back home but they're the closest thing I have here. Its nice to just breath in the fresh air and a good cup of coffee. I return to the pavilion just as the sun creates over the horizon. Haveing signed up to make breakfast this morning I head into the kitchen and get to work. Its not too taxing, the kitchen here is fully equipped with warming trays so preparing menus ahead makes life easier. By now the camp is wakeing up for breakfast. As children start to file into the dining area a glow filles the air. The Pavilion soon as filled with life and laughter. Older campers just wakeing up spakeing up conversations with their friends and fellow campers. The younger campers, so full of energy, run about playing with one another between the tables. Life here is alot of things but one thing about it is for sure, its never quite. As things come down in the Pavilion I slip out for an errand I wanted to run. I started heading over to the Forge before the day gets too crazy and our resident handyman Maksim gets swamped. I had put in an order for a new weapon a while back but that was before we had out advantage in the desert. No surprise when i reach the forge maksim is alseep on his work bench. Luckly the pick up room is unlock so i dont need to wake him. Opening the door i can see different projects with different campers names on name tags. Just by the door was one such product with my name and my order, a par of crystalline bronze knuckles and a belt to holster them. He even made a place for my dagger. I have to remember to thank him somehow. As the camp starts moveing i take a stroll around camp to see how people as adjusting after our war with Egypt. Passing through the cadins, marviling at how each one is different from one another. Passing by the rock wall with some of our newer campers having their first crack at it. Its funny, we warned them not to wear clothes they care about for it but i still see peoples wear nice jeans and colorful shirts. They'll learn soon enough. Ordinarily we'd see campers training with one another but now we're trying to relax so the campus quieter. A good friend of mine said he wanted to tain today with me but i tolled his i had somewhere to be. Somewhere important. Near the shore of Camp is a cliff that looks over the ocean. Up here you get the most spectacular view of camp as well as a beautiful look at the ocean. With the sun over head i look out to the ocean and cant help but miss you boys. I cant be there on your special day but that's why I'm writing this letter for you boys. I know you must be worried about me but if I'm honest I'm more worried about you. The two of you are growing into wonderful young men and I count the days till I can see you again. The storys in here are for the both of you while im away from home. Take care of each other and stay out of trouble. Unless it's that Patty Jenkins kid, then give him hell. Love Quiny Sitting under a tree Atop The Cliff looking over the ocean, Quinton writes a letter too his twin brothers back home. As he does a light wind blows over him and out to sea. As he finished the letter and folded it into the inside cover of a wellworn journal, a voice just as light as the wind is heard. "Quinton O'Hera?" Turning to see who's voice that belongs to he's glad to see the wind nymph standing there. "Yes! Thank you for doing this, truly" "Its no problem at all. I have friends that live near your home. Is that it?" she just used to the book Quinton has clutched in his hand. He starts to hand it over but lingered on it for a moment before handing it over "Just...make sure it gets to them before bed time. Can you do that for me?" Its clear that this book means the world to him. The wind nymph gives her best reassuring smile understanding this isnt easy for him to hand over this book "I will.. Ill take good care of it dont worry. I should be going then to make it in time." Without waiting for his response her form shifts and change to a gust of wind the blows over Quinton and out to sea carrying the book with it. As she leaves Quinton doesn't take his eyes off the noun disappearing book. When its no longer in veiw he starts the short jaunt back to camp. "Happy birthday boys..." You can interact with Quinton at eny point in his day. please set it up when in his day it is. Other wise ill assume its after he wrote his letter.
+Breakfast May Quintons' mind somes to a little distant. Dispite this he still makes a great breakfast for the camp. Menu Light and fluffy Scrambled eggs Perfectly brown hash drowns. Toast of all different bread Jams and jellies of all different kinds. Thick slices of bacon and sausage Mountains of fresh fruit. Beverages juices like apple and orange Tea and coffee with cream and sugar for those who like it Water barly water. A odd looking concoction that looks like dirty water but is save to drink.
+QOTD may Ooc what if eny plans do you have for summer? Ic Head count, whos not dead?
+Storytime kids! May around midday the children of camp half blood gather under a shady tree. Not just to bet the heat but to be apart of one of their favorite activities, haveing Quinton read them story's. He doeant mind at all, he actually enjoys story telling and rather good at it. He takes his seat at the bass of the tree and opens a book with the initials J.K. on the binding. He begins to read. The Wizard and the hopping pot There was once a kindly old wizard who used his magic generously and wisely for the benefit of his neighbours. Rather than reveal the true source of his power, he pretended that his potions, charms and antidotes sprang readymade from the little cauldron he called his lucky cooking pot. From miles around people came to him with their troubles, and the wizard was pleased to give his pot a stir and put things right. This wellbeloved wizard lived to a goodly age, then died, leaving all his chattels to his only son. This son was of a very different disposition to his gentle father. Those who could not work magic were, to the son's mind, worthless, and he had often quarrelled with his father's habit of dispensing magical aid to their neighbours. Upon the father's death, the son found hidden inside the old cooking pot a small package bearing his name. He opened it, hoping for gold, but found instead a soft, thick slipper, much too small to wear, and with no pair. A fragment of parchment within the slipper bore the words "In the fond hope, my son, that you will never need it." The son cursed his father's agesoftened mind, then threw the slipper back into the cauldron, resolving to use it henceforth as a rubbish pail. That very night a peasant woman knocked on the front door. "My granddaughter is afflicted by a crop of warts, sir," she told him. "Your father used to mix a special poultice in that old cooking pot " "Begone!" cried the son. "What care I for your brat's warts?" And he slammed the door in the old woman's face. At once there came a loud clanging and banging from his kitchen. The wizard lit his wand and opened the door, and there, to his amazement, he saw his father's old cooking pot it had sprouted a single foot of brass, and was hopping on the spot, in the middle of the floor, making a fearful noise upon the flagstones. The wizard approached it in wonder, but fell back hurriedly when he saw that the whole of the pot's surface was covered in warts. "Disgusting object!" he cried, and he tried firstly to Vanish the pot, then to clean it by magic, and finally to force it out of the house. None of his spells worked, however, and he was unable to prevent the pot hopping after him out of the kitchen, and then following him up to bed, clanging and banging loudly on every wooden stair. The wizard could not sleep all night for the banging of the warty old pot by his bedside, and next morning the pot insisted upon hopping after him to the breakfast table. Clang, clang, clang, went the brassfooted pot, and the wizard had not even started his porridge when there came another knock on the door. An old man stood on the doorstep. "'Tis my old donkey, sir," he explained. "Lost, she is, or stolen, and without her I cannot take my wares to market, and my family will go hungry tonight." "And I am hungry now!" roared the wizard, and he slammed the door upon the old man. Clang, clang, clang, went the cooking pot's single brass foot upon the floor, but now its clamour was mixed with the brays of a donkey and human groans of hunger, echoing from the depths of the pot. "Be still. Be silent!" shrieked the wizard, but not all his magical powers could quieten the warty pot, which hopped at his heels all day, braying and groaning and clanging, no matter where he went or what he did. That evening there came a third knock upon the door, and there on the threshold stood a young woman sobbing as though her heart would break. "My baby is grievously ill," she said. "Won't you please help us? Your father bade me come if troubled " But the wizard slammed the door on her. And now the tormenting pot filled to the brim with salt water, and slopped tears all over the floor as it hopped, and brayed, and groaned, and sprouted more warts. Though no more villagers came to seek help at the wizard's cottage for the rest of the week, the pot kept him informed of their many ills. Within a few days, it was not only braying and groaning and slopping and hopping and sprout ing warts, it was also choking and retching, crying like a baby, whining like a dog, and spewing out bad cheese and sour milk and a plague of hungry slugs. The wizard could not sleep or eat with the pot beside him, but the pot refused to leave, and he could not silence it or force it to be still. At last the wizard could bear it no more. "Bring me all your problems, all your troubles and your woes!" he screamed, fleeing into the night, with the pot hopping behind him along the road into the village. "Come! Let me cure you, mend you and comfort you! I have my father's cooking pot, and I shall make you well!" And with the foul pot still bounding along behind him, he ran up the street, casting spells in every direction. Inside one house the little girl's warts van ished as she slept the lost donkey was Summoned from a distant briar patch and set down softly in its stable the sick baby was doused in dittany and woke, well and rosy. At every house of sickness and sorrow, the wizard did his best, and gradually the cooking pot beside him stopped groaning and retching, and became quiet, shiny and clean. "Well, Pot?" asked the trembling wizard, as the sun began to rise. The pot burped out the single slipper he had thrown into it, and permitted him to fit it on to the brass foot. Together, they set off back to the wizard's house, the pot's footstep muffled at last. But from that day forward, the wizard helped the villagers like his father before him, lest the pot cast off its slipper, and begin to hop once more.
+Dinner may with the camp still in chaos, Quinton goes about makeing quick grabandgo kind of dinner tonight. For those who dont have somewhere to be the dining Pavilion is safe enough to eat at sandwichs with different cheeses and meats. Ham and Swiss, turkey and provolone, peanut butter and jelly to name a few burritos with shredded chicken or taco meat. Lettuce tomato and cheese bowls of yogurt with oats and fruit. bottles of water
+Dinner! May Quinton having been inspired by there regen tonight we have a bit of a vegetarian meal. grilled vegetables sliced vegetables with home mode hummus fulfill pita pocket louds of cold drinks to beat the heat.
+Dinner May MENU Pot roast carrots sliced potatoes green beans. side salad. DRINKS milk sodas varies juices water
+Lunch May the 5th Quinton looks around camp at everones faces. Morale around Camp is pretty low. Quinton cant do much, but what he can do is make up a picnic lunch for the camp assorted sandwiches with various cheeses and meats. potato salad deviled eggs fruit salad coleslaw bags of chips lemonade and water for drinks
+Breakfast May 4th May the 4th be with you Quinton gets up early and heads to the kitchen. Haveing finished most of his work the day before he has plenty of time to have a bit of fun with cooking today MENU an asortment of mini quiches, with filings in a wide range to fit any pallet a variety of freshbaked muffins, some of the flavors in closed blueberry, apple crisp, avocado lemon, cranberry rasin. pancakesand waffleswith berries and different jams to top them with fresh fruits neatly sliced and presented various drinks like milk, tea, and coffee, and if none of that tickles your fancy, the chef has set up a build your own omelette station when Quinton standing by.
+Dinner April Inside the kitchen is an array of pots steaming and boiling, like some kind of choir. With Quinton plays the part as conductor, useing his spoon like a biton, stirring each part one at a time. New England clam chowder tomato basil soup chicken noodle cheesy potato soup grilled cheese for a side. saltine crackers water, tea, Orange juice.
+DINNER April Quinton rushed to get to the kitchen, he cant believe that he forgot to make the meal he signed up for, guess his day yesterday was a bit more hectic then he anticipated. He got straight to work on the pizzas he planed yesterday. Hawaiian pineapple and Ham Garbage everthing on it, including the kitchen sink Cowboy chicken, bacon, and chillie pepper Gumbo spicy sausage, onion, peppers, and okra Classic pepperoni and cheese. Plan cheese. side salad. assorted pitchers of soft drinks and water.
+QOTD APRIL OOC how much of "you" is in your character? And if you have the time this is a good test to do. Take it once as you and then as your character. IC wherewho do you go in Camp when you are haveing an off day?
+Help with understanding. Hello, I am writing a character for a book that reads tarot. However I have one glaring problem, I know very little about it. I apologize if my ignorance offend you in anyway andor this is the wrong place to ask. If I can get an answer for the following it would truly help me out what "spread" to use for certain situations. how one card interacts with one another? Or is that not a thing? the difference between the archetype cards, and the ones with different suits? If there is something I didn't ask that is also important I would very much like to know thank you. On a more personal note, I have always been fascinated with tarot but do to family things never got into it. I have nothing but respect for this craft and those who practice it. Thank you for your time.
+Breakfast April . with his arm finally out of its sling he head for the kitchen to get back to what he does best. Of course he takes it easy nothing too special, just the basics. scrambled eggs beacon sausage toast water, coffee, milk. "And for those with a sweet tooth I have..... Hey where did my chocolate covered strawberries go?"
+Dinner April for tonight's meal Quinton was in the mood for stir fry and so that's what he made for the camp. sweet heat tofu stir fry mango and chillies teriyaki beef and broccoli cashew chicken stri fry green beans in a ginger garlic sauce. fried rice Steamed rice water, tea, milk. a note is also posted. "Don't see your favorite drink, ask the chef."
+Dinner April Quinton seemed a little distracted today. what with all the scorpions around, but he still needed to make a meal for the camp. even so to the trained eye one could tell his mind isn't in the kitchen right now. chicken parmesan fettuccine alfredo meatball subs caesar salad water, milk, tea,
+Dinner April he walked into the kitchen, loving the fact the camp was feeling much better after a few days of feeling like crude. He figured some Camp members still may not feel up to Snuff, so he gets cracking on a menu of comfort Foods. chicken soup. vegan option as well meatloaf with White sauce vegan options is also available garlic gashed potatoes. spaghetti and red sauce Parmesan bread bacon maccheese sweet rolls DRINK water tea milk
+breakfast Quinton walking into the kitchen, feeling much better, and gets to work makeing breakfast for camp. MEAL scrambled eggs Breakfast sausage toast. Rye, wheat, and white. fresh fruit. strawberries, blueberries, apples, and pears DRINK milk tea coffee orange juice water There is a sign that he made up sitting at the end of the table. "Don't see what you would like, talk with me to see if i can get you something."
+QOTD ooc describe you're characters fighting style.
+March Dinner Menu spaghetti and meat balls fresh bread sticks bursal sprouts. Drink water tea juice
+Breakfast Quinton wakes up early to get ready to make breakfast this morning. He heads to the field for some fresh strawberries and herbs scattered around the field. breakfast pizza, with ham and scrambled eggs as toppings strawberry pancakes eggs and hamno there not green toast with fresh strawberry jam DRINK tea milk water
+Smite? I don't know how active this sub is but thought I mite as well throw this out there. Any fans of both PJ and smite players here?
+St. Patty's day Dinner Quinton is walking through camp when he passes the kitchen and sees no one is in there. he is shocked! as a proud Irish men he would never let this stand. he rolls up his sleeves and gets to work on a meal fit for the gods. MENU corned beef fried potatoes and onions boiled cabbage corn brussels sprouts VEGAN rainbow salad black and white beans, tomatoes, yellow bell peppers, carrot shreds, blueberries and dried plums.
+my name is Quinton O'Hera, son of Dionysius Full name Quinton Jackson O'Hera Family Joann and Scott O'Hera. Grandma maggie age Height and build 6ft slightly athletic Backstory Quinton came from an Irish catholic family. naturally when the ball dropped the his father wasn't in fact his father and was a god his parents kicked him out. before he left his home his gran pulled him aside. she talked of a place that the trees whisperer about, a place that's safe for people like him. she also gave him an old family knife with an inscription that read " for creatures bigger that fairies and spirits."there is a bit more that I have flushed out but this is the important chunk Powers he can't control can cause opponent vision to become blurry, make their finer motor movements less precise. Basically making them drunk in a fight. on another note, this is my first time on a roleplay forum. I'm not new to creating and playing within a story because as a hobby I do theater. but Quinton and I are open books so ever want to know something ask
+..she leaves behind children in the solo care of her Surviving Husband.
+Tumor size
+ok so Grandma needs her monthly sponge bath
+We still don't know where the bodies are buried.
+option its an elaborate lie.
+I primarily work with food at my job so I really like not having to worry about spitting in people's food accidentally.
+It hasn't closed but it's changed hands and it's no longer the same. always sad when that happens
+i did the same until I learned the alcohol allergy is a thing. thats my go too now
+AD
+im currently in this situation and they are vary supportive. they are good people and our company have a program to help pipeline those who are looking for help get it. while my disorder hasn't effected my performance they all said they have noticed I'm "not as dynamic" at work. its nice that they ask and are trying to support where they can.
+failure in fitness comes with injuries and I'm not in a place to deal with that.
+not much to say. i tried, got the newbie gains, tried something new, failed and realized I never should have tried because i cant afford to fail
+i dont even know if I want to do anything. nothing drives me anymore.
+thats just it. iv started and made no progress aside from learning that i actually can't cut it for anything.
+started to be healthier, move better, build confidence. tried classes until the voucher ran out, took up running and made no progress, these no sports group to join, tried more bodybuilding focus until the newbie grows dried up, switched to powerbuilding and got injured while lifting less then when I was doing BB style. I shouldn't have even tried
+been off for weeks because of some weird legs stiffness and a good healthy dose of depression and now I'm convinced I'm not cut out to do any of this. I've been learning, growing, and on this up hill journey for years haveing no experience before. No sports, no base knowledge, no support from family or friends the all I have to be frank so motivation and drive. Now I don't even know why I'd bother doing this anymore. Nobody cares either way and I don't like myself any more then before. If anything I feel my shame for being so foolish thinking I could do any of this.
+therapy
+if your me it covers up the love handles while being breathable and comfortable in the gym
+Man moves to wholesome town to take over grandparents farm. whole town apparently thinks this is a news worthy store.
+Axel
+say it with me now If its a chain, Its free rain.
+should I go for the rifle or shotgun? Hey anyone know if we are getting pistols back in?
+by the way your not the father
+Welcome to Elmo's letter adventure!
+How it feels the first time you can make the pecs bounce.
+I don't really have neighbors but my house down in the bogs has one heck of a pest problem. It's not uncommon for me to find a bat or two glitching into my second floor after my security system takes them out. Gods I need to move
+WHERE AM I SUPPOSE TO GO?!?! I PUT DOWN THE GAME BECAUSE SCHOOL AND WORK AND NOW CAME BACK AND DON'T REMEMBER WHERE IM SUPPOSED TO GO! ALL I GOT IS "USE THE KINGS KEY" WELL THAT'S HELPFUL!!! ON WHAT DOOR? DO WHAT!
+DM here that got to play a little today with a character and sidekick i made in 10min The Barren furbulg Swamp druid Mako gorilla like treant defensive warrior Deep in the swamps Barren lives out his days tending to the plants and life that call the mangroves home. He collects things that adventures leave behind. Sometimes the spirts of his swamp tell him to find its owner. Since he never knew where he came from these requests are taken seriously, for maybe he'll find where he was ment to be. He wears an old green suit that has been patched up and held together with bits of moss and leather. Useing a jury rigged walking cane as a focus and wears a top hat made from twigs and bits of fabric. He looks like a man who rides the little between a man of status and a man of the wild.
+As a blue lantern myself I will always support and love my Green Lantern corps friends. Stay strong no you are loved and all will be well again.
+Yeah I have an appointment set up now to a dermatologist. That was my second thought when seeing this...
+For sure. Checked bedfloorwork bag for anything that would explain this and nothing. Not itchy or sensitive to the touch or raised in any way.
+Only seen it today.
+Mwhite history of allergies Discovered this after taking a shower today. Roommate took a closer look after I asked if it was like a sunburn even though I hadn't been out in the sun with anything that would make that and according to them it's more like moles.
+I'v seen that in the other worlds as well.
+Or a compass. Indicate of the mini map north south and all that and give us some indicator on our hub witch way we're facing.
+It seems fine now. Haven't had a crash sence so I think it's fixed.
+I'm on PC and I had problems with that this morning too.
+Yeah but I got a wisdom
+I'll take first watch. Rolls a on Perception
+Haha just spent the last week looking for a map for today s session and found nothing that I liked for the encounter. UNTIL this comes in on my feed the morning of the game!
+Ok cool. I'll let my dude know. Thx for the fix, I knew it has been done just didn't know how
+Greater understanding of autism, earlier screening and treatment, along with a broadening of the spectrum of autism in the past 20years or so can account for the rise in reported cases, though off the severity of those cases I don't have off hand.
+Parenthood
+Plot twist op was gay and the universe gave them gold to make the statement true
+I will at some point when I can film one but until then I wanted something.
+Aside from recording and watching the video back, what are some points of refrence for better form when doing the bench press? Still new and stalled for a couple of weeks now at
+Ok. If I feel good with this. This may be new plan of attack. Having an hour to workout and shower before next class is strange and alittle tricky some days.
+Is it an ok idea to train two different muscle groups in the same day? I go too school and trained legs this morning at 00am but barely had time to also do shoulder a before my next class at 00am. I have time after 00pm around when I leave campus. There's nothing wrong with working out twice a day is there?
+Looking forward to the day the scale doesn't read over . Im useing that as a signal and proof of concept that I can take control of my body and if I dont like it, i have the power to change it. Lowest it read so far this year was from earlier in da year. After that? Im exited to try and put on muscle and try out a whole new challenge.
+Your welcome to listen in to my weekly DnD game. Hell if you want you could guest in sometime. Just give me a heads up so I can work you into the naritive.
+Animal abuse Pokemon go
+i love the jagged like uncut jewel pommel the sword has. had? also, this is not a critique but I find it interesting how fjord in the fan art is either a "fit" swimmers type build like Travis described, or as having extra padding and more leaning into that high constitution. If I think about it I have imagined both to be true..
+You sleep in shifts
+Thanks
+god... Am I still relivent now?
+Wait.... Hermes is the greek god of traveler's... Is caduceus the Traveler!?!
+I am a early psych student with ambitious to go into therapy not sure what specifically How do fetishes develop? Do they change through out life? Without psychological damage, is it possible to change them?
+As a new DM myself, forgive me for squeezing you for information asking so many questions what is a common pitfall of campaign designworld building? what, if any, house rule do you use that you think helps ether you run the game better or helps players enjoyment? what is a staple trope or plot hook you like useing to get players invested? follow up, my group is still very fresh only sessions into a homebrew campaign and I as a DM have been noticing players RP'ing their characters questioning staying as a group. I am attempting to try and engineer a "catalyst" to mark them as a group. Thoughts and opinions? you have minutes before a game your not prepared for, what do you make sure if behind your screen?
+I got a problem with pricks like you telling me what to do.
+I know better to leave a body behind.
+Its got good coverage I just have to remember to pay into it.
+DM bitch i know you aint got shit for BA. Sit down!
+What is a passive DM so i may avoid becoming one.
+Alright so just use the older version to continue to work on my map, got it.
+It may be i just haven't found it yet but how do i convert an old file to the new one?
+John Wilkes Booth.
+Arcane powered hamster ball
+Not exactly anxiety per say but one thing that no matter what will set me into a down ward spiral is the sound of my own voice. I cant listen to recordings of myself without an bout of anxiety and depression, which quickly killed any and all ambition i had for music, theater, and doing the stariotype millennial thing of YouTube
+Complete side comment anyone else thought that the cast would have more comfortable chairs?
+I work at a Goodwill in Minnesota for 2years and have seen the gambit from mildly interesting to "what the actual F is this doing here" Sometimes our store will buy pallets of other larger chain stores returns, salvage, and clearensed out items. Normally we mark them down and try and not come out a loss with them. I was working out on the floor one night and went back too our back processing warehouse. One of our prices was working on the latest pallet of stuff and calls me over. Shes notably older then me as im in my 20s. Her "hey your a game kid right?" Me "Yeah, why? Did we get a few games this time?" From time to time we will get a tube of dvds that didn't clearance and games mixed in there too. Her "yea but I have no clue what to price these at. ? The look nice" What she had in her hands where in packaging, unopened copy's of Red Dead Redemption only a week after its launch. Not just , but , brandnew games found there way to our thrift shop... Naturally I let management know and our pricer that we can price the games a little higher then we would for other games we normally get in. That fifth copy? Well i made sure that one was set aside.
+The cupid sniffels this illnesses come with a whole host of symptoms most commonly being a running nose, the pupils geting a slight heart shaped design to them, and in rare case the inability to walk except throught a shuffeling type motion. The primary behavior of the illnesses is it causes the patient to became attached to the first lifting creature they see. Getting close to that person weather touching hands, share food, or even kissing and other such romantic endevers where it can then spread and infect more people. The patient also is hyper aggressively protecting of that creature.
+Even though I could never play this well it makes me feel a little bit better knowing that I'm not the only one that misses sleep darts and nads
+Amendment from people who dont even play bards to know what they do.
+Oh my I'd love a treasure planet one shot. That movie resonated with me at a very young age
+Nah i feel like an adolescent mimic would be like a gauntlet of helmet
+Is a baby mimic
+That's the magic ring bitting your finger
+So instead of every what if it was every ?
+Meanwhile I have a hard enough time getting body shots.
+I need to get myself a CR scarf one of these days. I'd get alot of miles out of it
+Fuck...
+So I'm just getting into fallout and wanting to add a few quality of Life mods. Any advice for how to start doing that
+Plot twist it's a toilet.
+HOHOHO Marry Christmas children. Who wants to sit on Santa's lap first?
+pipe organ plays with a full church chorus sings "et ait deus fiat non fornicatio."
+Person E dismissive nope its just a plane painted to look like superman
+Executioner
+My oh MY! Thats a lot of other women you had in your bed when your wife walked in. Lets count them children. One skanky women ah ah ah Two skanky women ah ah ah ...
+when writing your back story challenge yourself, have both parents be alive and well. Give the DM something to work with.
+On paper he seems badass, but i play him a like a social recluse army deserter. He doesn't know how to communicate well with people. The claric bit came for playing in CoS .
+My party discribes my Halfling samurai war claric as the "leader" when hes got a 2Chr. I blame it on how I rp and the only one who tries to keep the parties antics in check
+same drug as before, but more and intenser side effects.
+NORTH DAKOTA we don't have mount Rushmore, turn around
+Ok... Can someone please tell me what people get out of not vaccinating?
+Follow the next signs instructions Go back and repeat the first signs instructions
+WARNING NO DANGER AHEAD! HAVE A PLEASANT DAY!
+MY WHOLE FAMILY IS BEING HELD FOR RANSOM? Who could do such a thing?! "I got you fam."
+We are all dead inside, not just you
+Roll for genital stealth
+Hey My name is Elliot,im standing outside McDonald's, I forgot my wallet at home, and its lunch time.
+I wish you no luck. I wish you to enjoy your journey alongside theirs.
+They are the town grade B gossips, just one degree away from being and effective gossip.
+i heard for Miss. Johnson that Mis. Abigail has heard some scandalous news. "I heard that Mr. Tempelton's daughter has..." This continues with no real gasip takeing place, just rumors that rumors exist.
+What still gets me is that sense korra is much older then jinora, Aang never got too see his grandchildren or reasonably even hear the news that he would have grandchildren. To a man who saw his whole culture crushed and then to pass without having assurance that his family will continue
+the most Iroh thing I love to think about is how handled the street mugger in "tales of ba sing se".
+I think thats just he's "heroic" one
+I really want Kiri to come back as a bard
+I like how everyone goes to vacuum bending but couldn't there be another angle he could have taken? Is strong enough winds a fire can be blown out because of the over abundance of air it prevents the reaction that makes the flame. I'll say it here im no biologist of physicist but could you not also suffocate from not having the ability to breath out? If you had a strong enough wind pumped into your wind pipe wouldn't that stop air flowing out?
+Thank you new best friend!
+Or, unlikely as it may be, the barbarian didnt kill the first guard.
+Its so simple too. Its an a testament to your Brilliance good sir.
+Hey phil, you got a little pizza sauce on your shirt there. "What? Oh no thats just a little of Karen. I must have missed a spot."
+This good sir is brilliant and terrible all at once.
+I want to go on record and say I hate myself for this one Noahs arc a man must gather one of ever animal to waiting on an apocalyptic flood. Its up to noah to repopulate the worlds animals, one Abomination at a time.
+I could swear i heard a lord before Anselm... Awell. Still an unknown. Could be a underling of hers, Could be someone she cant usurp and is going elsewhere to find a criminal empire of her own. Whos to say. Nice theory.
+He was mentioned ever so briefly as she was leaving. "Inform lord ansume i will be leaving"
+If ophilia is running the show at house siperitic, who is lord Ansume then? We got no intel on him ill give you that but who is above her enough for her to refer to him as "lord". Cud be an underlying of hers and she was informing then of her departure, or her supervisor whom she needs to report too. We don't know. I do like the idea that she will depose the gentleman. Id hope not by death personal. I want to see the NEIN try and smuggle the gentleman out of her control or imprisonment, and then maybe back to ruby. Finally make him a real gentleman and keep his word to marry Ruby. I can just see Jester perposing this plan if he was deposed and alive.
+Qp to who?
+skip over me its fine
+yeah that sounds fine
+Dumbfounded.. thats the word used to describe Teyeb's face. He hadn't meet someone who had frustrated and confused him more. Here was a little girl egging on him, playing him for a fool, only to have her walk away after getting the demonstration she practically asked for. He stood there for a moment or two calming down for the rush he still had from cutting that tree. Then made his way to the stum of the tree. Splintered about half way through. He put away his sword, squatted down low, grapes ether side and slowly began to pull the tree off the road.
+yeah sorry i shouldn't have set myself like i did. Really bad RP from me. However you go forward id probably just stay out of it.
+I have scarfs and living in Minnesota they all see plenty of use. I love my scarfs and would love to start a nice collection.
+haveing taken care of his business outside, Teyeb ducked back into the tea shop once more. He made sure to be extra careful not to bump into any tables. Particularly the occupied one. They seemed to be deep in conversation about something. As he passed by their table he casually looked at what they were doing. Crumpled paper, brushes, nothing he ever delt with. He moved on to his table and take a seat.
+honestly id be ok if we ended it here
+After the euphoria of finally being able to do something the rest of his family did with easy his head cleared. He achieved something he'd worked for a long time. Now that he had he hadn't thought this through. Sure he proved a point, he's got the power to cut a tree in one swing, but to this girl's point its in the way. They were in a not densely populated area of the village he thought. But eventually someone would need to use this road at some point and they would appreciate it if a tree wasn't in the way. 'damn, what kind of little girl is she?' He pointed sword at her simply to single her out and not the threaten her. The blade now with its icy layer was longer then Teyeb was tall. "Ok, your turn.. you talk a big game and picking me apart. Now its your turn to be judged. Show me what you got." He pointed to the now fallen tree for the small park he cut it down from. While it wouldn't block all of traffic it still would be annoying for anyone trying to you cross.
+Or the CR scarfs after! Those looked awesome!
+10cp45total
+'hey didnt I ask her to show me something?' He thought as this little girl seems to dominate the conversation. Her personality fare larger then her stature. He takes his sword in hand lifting it up and to rest on his shoulder. "Alright fine! Ill show ya something!" 'lousy little pest of a girl. What girl challenges people like this?' he grumbled as he turned from the cart and her to a lone tree that has grown a strong trunk to survive these mountains. With a couple of strides separating him from his target he takes his stance. While he kept his sword shouldered his stance was no where from imperfect. It was well practiced, like a textbook form that he has made his own. He rushed forward. Its strange, there wasn't a cloud in sight but you'd sware you saw snow in his wake. As he took his blade in his second hand theres a chill in the air as ice crept up from the hilt to the jagged end and behond the end of the metal adding another feet to this already foot blade. He bellows as he strikes down into the tree. You'd expect ice, even that strengthened by chakra to chip A little. This however was different. Instead of the ice chipping the tree nearly exploded apon contact the likely freezing cold blade. His swing didn't stop until he reached the other side of the trunk with his down ward slash. A moment passed with no sound from him as the tree fell with all the grace of a Avalanche. He then chugeled. Lightly at first that built into hysterical. Punching the air as he spun around to address his non believer." "Ha...haha... Ahahahaa.. HA!!"
+Checking outside the tea shop, his cart was still there. the mule hitched to it seemed anouyed with him, though that's his befult expretion. he lead old Charles to the side alley he remembers he hasn't really feed him. He had an idea, ask if some of the packing straw can go to his mule. flowing the side of the building and finding a back door he startled the shop owner just a bit coming from a door she nearly forgot about he self. they laughed a little and untimely said its fine. entering back into the shop he took the seat at the table provided. Never one to conform the 'proper' sitting decorum he sat with one leg bent up to give his arm a rest while the other stretched under the table a little. He had a table all to himself, why cant he stretch out alittle?
+feeling his honor and integrity being called into question he spins the blade once more. Flourishing it around, changing hands doing all he has been toute to look impressive. "Well I don't think so. Sense then I joined father and brothers in the main forge. Dads the master, mainly overseeing the custom jobs. Then Tholorr and Eidult oversee the day to day stuff. most days I tend to that bellows and keep the forge hot." finishing with him stabbing it into the dirt at his feet. Her accusation struck something he didn't expect today. He puffs out his chest as he crosses his arms. this whole display was both effective and ineffective however. Effective because he had everything visionally going for him, tall, imposing albino with a sword. For some that's enough but he runes all that by looking like a child trying to look scary. "Well, what can you do? with comments like that you should have something impressive backing it up."
+no I'll be back. Tieing up Charles
+takeing a slight step back for this girl he wasn't used to people showing this level of interest. Honestly more of the time conversations never made it past... Well his red eyes frankly. While visual taken aback he wasn't uncomfortable, just surprised. He scratched the back of his head choosing his word carefully as he can as to not set off another riot unknowingly. "Ah well... Not exactly. Ya see a few years back I attempted to make a sword useing.. ah some nice material. It didn't go as well as i would have hoped and my mold broke." He pulls out his blade, a beautiful peace of crafsmenship. It seems to be unused from the lack of cuts and scraps along it's single edge. When the end of the blade is revealed its not a clean smooth sweap like more blades have. Its jacked, with notches in its sweep like whatever mold it was cast in broke at that point. "Now dad wasn't happy with me when he found out what i did. Not that i was useing the forge after hours, or without his permission, or that not even one of my brothers were there to supervise. Nope! He was pissed off that i let my mold break! Can you believe that? So after i got read the riot act he took my blade and reforged it and made this. After that he seid 'It was time that you learn how to make a sword right.' " He laughed as he seid that in as low of a voice he could manage. He flourishes the blade a little as he told the story and at the end he had the blade rest on his left bracer to let her inspect it.
+He lowered the crate into the back room and helped open and unpack the cast iron pots. Haveing to have been custom make for the coal pits built into some of their higher end tea tables. He offered up to take back the stray and wood back with him but when the owner put forth the idea of using it as kindly. He thought thats a way better idea. Ducking the door frame he turned back to address the waitress hospitality. "oh ah... There's fine." Indicating a table that separates him from the shops other patrons. Looking their way he saw them tence up and even shot the odd stink eye his way. Its only now how rude he has been and quietly excuses himself to see to something outside.
+Coming around the side of that cart he checks all the strings and ropes keeping everything in line. Most of the containers are large rectangular standing tall side by side on this cart. Others are squatter with smaller meter by meter wooden boxes. Tayeb walks up the the seat of the cart and smacked Charlie on the side. "Hey be nice! sorry about him he's... old. ah no not a merchant exactly. I just deliver metal works throught the village. everything from your basic kunai to contracted requests. We sometime even do smaller bits of metal work."
+sure no problem. Tayeb lumbers through the shop trying not to dastard the shops patrons. Easier said then done. With the long crate balanced just so on his shoulder it takes a bit on concentration to keep that balanced. He bumps into an empty table once or twice promising to right it on his way out. This might have all been a little comical watching him move about culminating in him miss judging the Hight of the backrooms door frame and. SMACK!! He goes forehead first into the top of the frame. luckily he had a strong grip on he load and it didn't slip for his hands. ducking in properly he disappears into the back room from the main floor.
+Tayeb Chuckles closing the distance. The contrast between the two of them continues even in their post match personalities. One seems to be ready for round and even with a self inflicted wound. The other is just ready to leave, digest what happened and learn. "Hay, Teyeb. Friends call me Tey. And i geuss I like pears." He said takeing the last bit of his pear in one bite, finishing the entire thing core included. He wipes his hands off on a rag tucked into the front of his belt. It's smerd with sout and dirt from other time he must have used it. Difficult to say if his hand is any cleaner then before wiping it off but all the same he offers his hand out to whoever would shake it.
+As her voice cut through the air the figure turned its attention on to her. This large, broad, brother ugly face mule cauked its head in confusion. It's attached to a cart with the expertly Stacked boxes and crates. You only begin to see the fur clad man once he peeks out from behind, possibly tying down a strap that came loose. His red eyes almost illuminate against his pale white skin. "Hay...ahh no I think we'll be fine. Unless you care to give Charlie here a hand and pull?"
+Tayeb is out and about today getting some of the deliveries that have been peiling up for a day or two. His cart was filled this morning only to have cast iron tea kettles to a shop who needed replacements. The slip attached seid the delivery was for a one Zaneaba. Housting the packed crate onto his shoulder he ducked into the main area of the tea room looking around for someone official looking." "Zaneaba? Im looking for Zaneaba?"
+Tayeb was riveted! Apart from watching his older brothers fight this was the most awesome fight he's seen in a while. Though admittedly theres more blood with his brothers. The bit with the guy going for the head was to be expected, this other dude seems to be a tactical kind of guy a good kick to the head aout too make him think twice about thinking. But then he reads the guys movement like he was a freakin book or something! It was a wild ride!! Then you had legstaby guy go into this spinny move. 'How does he get that kind of agility?' tayeb thought to himself as he absence mindedly applauded the fight like it had all been for a show. You couldn't think up a conflicting visions as this tall figure clapping like a doofus. Taller then average, this young man had bits of hide and leather as armor that doesn't look like standard issue of the village. Yet prominently his band makes a bold appearance on his single right shoulder guard clad in Brown, white spakeld fur. Standing out even more was his skin tone, or lack there of it. His skin whiter then the snow of the high mountains, a climate he seems to either frequent or dresses for. His face is a similar story of the imposing, piercing red eyes that , dispite the massive smile and glee he exudes, still set some on edge. As the fight seems to be over and he pressens seeming to have been spotted Tayeb thought it rude to stand and not address them. "Hey! Nice fighting. What with you doing that finger thing you did. And then you with stabing your self! And that kick flying you did....aswsome." walking up he's claps slowed to a halt as be began to regale his veiw of the fight.
+this guys a little crazy ain't he. He checks his side pack to see if he had something to eat quick. Finding a nice pear he passed off the guy stabing himself as his midfight haz getting the best of him. If thats the case then he know how yo use that energy to his advantage. Takeing the fight to this dude should be interesting to see.
+wow.... intense Things seemed to have been kicked off in flash. First he got this guy trying to distract and gain some advantage by running circles around the other dude. Solid plan! Standard opening move that would work if his oponent wasn't prepared. This dude had some trick up his sleeve that rended the guy vulnerable. "Ooo... Bad luck man"
+who is passion? Why are they shouting? With the pair of voices shouting it was easy to tell where the two were. Making his way as he could, sertenly not making too much of an effort to keep his presence unknown. Catching sight of the two only just in time to see readying him self for an attack. From what tayeb could tell this was ether sparing or possibly a not so friendly dispute with the yelling. He leans up against a tree far enough away to watch or act should things escalate.
+let me know if you want to keep this a thing just between you Tayeb has been out in the training grounds for a few hours before sun rise. Haveing been used to early morning work, the cold morning air seemed to help focus in on his Technics his brothers passed onto him. "Keep your stance low!" "Never take a step you dont intend to follow up on" and other such phrase they used haveing been drilled into him by then. But, he perfered a more laied back approach to life. Less structured stances and more what felt right. Relying on his senses in battle then some kind of battle plan. Speaking of senses he hears off in the distance voices. Thinking he has had enough of hacking away at trees he sheathed his blade back onto his back and made way over to these other sounds.
+Unicorn you develop an irritating skin rash on your forehead. Soon you see a lump form the center of the rash. In 1d4 weeks you will grow a horn Dragon that blood didn't sit right man. For the next 1d6 hours you have access to the dragonborn breath weapon. Damage type depends of the dragon the blood is from and you take 1d4 of corresponding damage for every use. DemonCelestial takeing in that which is unnatural can be good for you or your soul. For the next 1d4 days for the purpose of resolving a detect good and evil spell, your type is. FeindCelestial respectivly
+vary much not a serious idea but take it if you'd like An entire wing of the prison is run by a Mad mage. Ever hour on the hour he will shout "Change cells!!" And magically the cell shift, move and can even fly around into different arrangements. This is to promote more socialization among the inmates and even persist past lights out.
+Hello again to the sounds of silence, this week.... hours of uninterrupted silence "thank you for listening, next week we'll have a guest that you have to tune in for. Till then, chears."
+Migrating flock of blood Hawks. The Smaller races beware as they might mistake you for an easy meal.
+Best behind the scenes memory? Everone of tha cast seems to do something behind the scenes. Matt does DM stuff, marisha is creative director, laura does merch and so on. What does Travis do behind the scenes? Who have molly in the death pool and how much did they win? Have you gotten the cage up to OSHA standard for keeping Foster locked up.
+And as you can see from the information depicted in this graph profit in this quarter are... "NEEERRRD!!!!!"
+Any ratio one should fallow with that?
+Hey!! Thats awesome that you and I are in about the same boats. I have a mild from of autism so i get the social anxiety thing, not wanting to get the rules wrong in front of people and opening up to tell some kind of story. It may be difficult to get past the initial barrier but if this is something you have wanted to do for a long time then don't let it stop ya.
+Honesty I think this might be a con check for how long they keep it up if all my players were ok with Rp consensual sex. I don't know how you could roll for arousal. Wis save?
+Ripung it right from greek myth Who is the patron god of a region or City?
+My campaign is still in the beginning of our campaign and recently had our first "boss" fight. My group failed to notice and subsequently stop the summoning of a massive 30ft tree blight. This fight was fun as it was a chase through the forest to keep it from destroying a local farm. After some shenanigans of our aaracocra throwing me like a halfling cannon ball and get me onto the tree. Are bard follows up close on my charactors horse trying to get it attention and draw it away from its path. Sadly, at my horror, he got its attention and swang at my horse... And i guess the bard too. The Ent knocks the bard off my horse and ward up its legs in its vines and branches. My character sees how all this is going down and thinks "shit! If how horse dies we are out of a ride!" So like any good fighter i take up my handaxe and from the boughs of the tree throw it to cut my horse free. My first axe goes wide and missed leaveing Wilbur one chance, my off hand axe. I roll ...20. The vines release Wilbur my horse to run free to safety and while he could ha e still help keep our bard mobile in this fight i thought it best to whistle for it to run. Even though that moment is a tiny little moment in a fight and i hadn't had the horse in game long it felt vary satisfying for my character who had a instant connection with the horse. PS word to the wise for all Fighters, Rouges, anyone who throwsfires stuff. ALWAYS REMEMBER TO PICK YOUR AXES, DAGGERS, ARROWS UP AFTER A FIGHT!
+One I intend to use for a character waiting on the wings is their bloodremoved flesh turns to sand. Short synopsis of the reason is a Egyptian inspired soldier who failed to keep out a dark pressure. He was then choose centuries later by Khepri, guardian of the dawn, to have him rise from the sand and defend those desserts, its people, and any who need him.
+Can i come over next Thursday? Lol your set up is a massive set up from my " phone screen lol
+Keep trying trinkets. You're useful for... Some thing.
+Oh my gods your right!!
+And the perserverence of trinkets.
+Matt the cast has been responseable for inspiraing countless art peaces, has there been art that inspired you to add something to the campaign? The peace where gilmore and Pumat meeting comes to mind
+The royal corination is fast approaching, the prince of the land to be crowded king. However, last night a letter came calling for the new king.
+That advise sounds like it came from experience.
+I feel like an outsider in one on on conversation. I can be talking to someone and feel like they hate me. There is no moment that i feel like im loved or wanted by anyone. By coworkers, by any of the friends i have left, not even my family. I just don't belong anywhere.
+Its the best in harent drinking game for C2
+This gives my great pride as a support main!
+I work the the warehouse of a retial chain and occasionally help out in the yard where we storeload the larger items. I was asking to cover a brake for our security hut today for mins. When i get out there we had a customer already in the yard who was leaving. I walk up to their car and greet them as ya do. What i got was the coordinated collective scowls of this family of right on my like i just killed a beloved pet of their's. Turns out we didn't have the thing they needed urgently. Only thing I get from the father "Open up, we're leaving".
+Am i going crazy, or is this not the spiting image of Mike Mearls?
+Everyone the community loves to run wild with theories about your characters and the world as a whole. What's your personal favorite that you have come across?
+And then if vex used her hide in plain sight trait, like she used to hide everybody outside of Westrun in the tall grass, to add on another for a theoretical on a stealth check why did I only see that joke after I typed it all out?
+Do they repeat a savings throw on their following turn or does this only last one turn
+by the way, we are in DEEEEBT!!
+And who's to say thats not what they are gearing up to do. I genuinely hope not, i like Patterson and Ashley as her... But i also love the energy she brings with her to the table of CR
+Not for that, and as much as i love Ashley on CR, im sure she likes the steady paycheck. The only reason they would is if thats where the story would take them. To get into the plot of the show she is the lintch pin in the whole operation. If the writers wanted to throw a massive curve ball and cripel the shows team, Peterson is the target you would go for.
+Hey, i know you!
+The best timeline.
+Ultimate goal just the cast to play it. Lol
+Zonk! Takeing that
+I would say all Campaign one simply because there is more there to have trivia on. Also it wouldn't be just lorestory triva. I am putting together a category full of out of context quotes.
+Oo thats a good point. Idealy no note or google. Maybe a time limit for each question.
+Digital was my idea.
+I thought so! Im still new to the community and thought this would be a nice thing to give back. Edit wording
+That might be determined after the game through texts with matt.
+They where brother and sister for years, didn't surprise me that he could play jester that well.
+Im starting to have that problem with everyone on the show. I don't see Lust or Mustang, I see travis and lora. I don't see McCree i see matt. The worst is with Ashley. I don't see Patterson on blindspot i see Pike.
+There also a Trex now and and a half more Pomats
+Nahnah nah NAH, if we are going to ask for the cursed one back, he's got to do this right. Wild magic sorcerer, sit back and watch the mahem.
+putts a little chuck of wood underneath "There, not so bad now."
+On principal now.. i have to hate you. You broke my year streak
+Percy JacksonHeros of Olympus I really liked the blend of old mythology and leadgends to a modern setting.
+Aww cute!!!!
+Im not sure how to feel about this mission comeing out on my birthday..
+Of in the corner a group is gathering around an intense card game. At the table are a wise cracking dwarf, an elf who invented "poker face", and a burly half orc about to loss all him gold.
+How do you communicate with earth? I assume its similar to ordinarily space stations.
+Travis how does it feel to be playing a character that is, more or less, the face of the group? What are you looking forward too doing as fjord that grog never could?deception, persuasion, being clever and the like. what are you missing already from grog? Laura how does it feel to be stronger then Travis?
+During weeks like this that's a hard thing to do. I normally avoid mirrors and wait to become emotional nume. By then i can look in one and not hate everything i am. Can't find anything great ether but hey, pluses and minuses.
+I feel hollow. I was a creative person at one point in my life, i found my old scetch book to prove it. Recently tried too try my hand at some fanart after not drawing in nearly years. I didn't finish the drawing before i gave up and ripped it up. Now im sitting in this rut of self lothing and tears.
+What i did is listen to them and if i felt i needed d the visual I'd rewatch the video. Manly it was the BIG fights, Kevdak, Thordak, Rishon watching Merisha fall out of her chair is so worth it.
+Im ok when it comes to things, but not faces so we'll see how it goes
+This is such a cool thing. I never had the talent to draw and might try this. I don't think my first attempt with turn out anything like yours.
+someone stole my identity, i see them with my face everytime i look in a mirror.
+HA, good luck.
+flight attendant goes to see if they can freshen up their coffee. "Captain, do you need.. GOOD GOD!!!"
+Drawing, in my mind, is just putting medium on canvas in a creative way. This total counts!!
+SPOILERS But we have been close too that The finger of death Craven edge That bitch rishon And who could forget the 9hells oversight
+She doesn't have her white armor so thats probable
+Mmmm more like the standard lighting the fenthrus does
+Its the feathers
+So not sure how to ask this but i was out light jog and was feeling fine until i desided lets picj up my pace abit just to see. Now cus im an idiot and new I think i pushed myself to much and after a minute or so i got lightheaded and nearly lost my balance. Afterwards i just walked the half mile home and feel a little better but im still jittery. So i geuss my question is A whats a better way to pick my pace up B is there more i can do before or after to avoid this again
+5e So i was reading on the CR sub the other day a post that was talking about combat, more specific the amount of ingame time a round of combat is. So now i can't wrap my head around the fact this. Is it one round is secondsmakeing in combat in game super fast or ever turn being seconds?
+I discovered a Twitch show about a month and a half ago called Critical role and it has quickly consumed my free time.
+I have had a passion that i had put on the shelf and long forgot about. Now i am left Wondering if it's what i was ment to do and im fighting agenst myself. Im curious what insight i could get here.
+And the meta goes ever deeper lol
+I dont see it like that. I never thought about playing DD before this show. plus CR is way more then a simple game of DD. Its more then a twich live stream on thursday nights still an odd night to have it on but it works. CR is now a community that, at its core, is one of the most acepting i have come across. So one person seid it, clearly they dont know what it really means to be a critter.
+Oh good question. I think ill miss the character scanlen the most and ill miss Travis playing grog. Scanlen at the end there became such an interesting character. Then travis as grog was by far the best moments of the whole campaign. The underdark giant, craven edge, that craziness in the shop with tary... The list goes on
+That last one is GOLD!! I love that and will use that at some point.
+So could you learn other classes spells say Druidranger spells if you multi into them?
+5e a group of old friends of mine are going to reconnect for our first dnd campaign post high school. This is going to be my first time and want it to be enjoyable. That being seid, alot of people are looking at being the same class i have been hopeing to play. Should i really be concerned with the party balance or just focus on havening fun?
+As a new criteris that still the relitive term for this fandom? Who is frantically trying to catch up before the eventual character reroll i love this idea. I have been at this for weeks now and only at ep50 with minor skipping.
+Or the time grog hageld with that merchant
+First child to be born in space.
+Theatre. In highschool i cant remember a time i felt more "Me" that when i was on stage and pertaining to be someone else.
+Hello! I resontly gotten a job where a extensive knowledge of bicycles would be great to have under my belt. One problem, i am not confident with what i know now not a whole lot. Some insight you yourself have learned or a resource sight you first used would be very helpful.
+A "Food" would be a root beer float. What you do is take a scoop of ice cream, vanilla is very popular with this, and then poor your root beer over and enjoy with a spoonstray.
+if i have an idea to a gift or tool for my godrent, it would be proper to send it in to be approved yes?
+. What is ONE weapon of choice for you, and why?excluding powers in all the scuffs I've gotten into iv only ever had my hands, thought if given the choice something small and simple would do me just fine. Short know or switch blade . List three hobbies, why do you like them? Ever Friday I read stories for the younger kids, they loved the voices i did. Outside of school my Dad enrolled me in boxing on account school kids always seem to pick fights with me. I never had time for it but I always thought those kids on stage in our school musicals where haveing fun up there. . What is your dream date? I don't know, never been on a date. Maybe a nice walk through a park? Small little picnic? To me that sounds nice . If you had to describe yourself in a few wordsFour Max, what words would you use? Overlooked, entering. . Where's your favorite place to hang out? Just outside the family farm theres a nice spot on a hill that looks over the farm. Wide open sky, bit of wind, quickest why to calm down after getting my face beat in from school. . What is your number one, worst fear? Being forgotten. . Would you describe yourself as Average . Which ONE of the Seven Heavenly Virtues do you relate to the most? Diligence . Which ONE of the Seven Deadly Sins do you relate to most? And why? Envy its great fun watching everyone have friends and a place where they belong and you don't. . What is your dream job? I don't know, my dad always seid I will take over the farm one day but I want to make a name for myself someday . What is your Fatal Flaw? I never know when to stand down. . What three gods would you want as your parents? Or would you like to be claimed off just your answers? Enyo, Dionysus, Phobos
+When you first built your PC, what was something that you wish you knew before you started?
+Is that a thing?! If so ever support main needs that bound to a key
+I made a friend with the enemy widow. Last point on Gibraltar she was on the bridge i have on the ground scoping up and i see her wave at me. I thought what could go wrong and waved back. This started about a sec intensive wave battle between me and her. In the end we shoot each other at the same time.
+I need a new set up, my potato just ain't cutting it
+Im not sure if this is right, but Ana's dance too me is reminiscent of the Hava Nagila.
+When preparing for your role as missy was there something you wanted to bring back from the past into your performance? Or something you wanted to add to the character? Also your BY FAR my favorite character
+Confession I never heal our teams genji. Even if they don't say it once in game i have a prejudice against Genji players.
+little kid trying to read the word faucet "Fuck it" True story btw
+wait, you washed off the dirt after pulling it from the ground?! Our early ancestors certainly didn't have the foresight to wash off their food and neither will I!
+Im lucky if i feel motivated at all, let alone at work or with people.
+Hmh know most of that back when Dragon slayer came out. Like i seid my mind wondered today, that popped in my head and thought "i don't remember if i heard about any of them." So i thought i would ask more dedicated lore people then I.
+So i have been day dreaming up a fan characterhero for the past few days and it got me thinking, has there been any lore released about Rienhardt haveing a love life? Child perhaps?
+Case in point, Me. Truning and not a single person to hang with
+Im and i knew it right off the bat. But im also the son of a baker so thats why
+...And thats how, thought complete human genocide, we can accomplish world peace.
+If i remember orientation, Easter seals is the non profit charity and Goodwill funds it. Basically the same thing
+The one im at is wierd cus we primarily see the average white American... Whats our standard for that BTW? Starbucks and ugh boots?
+Thats probably what it is and i don't doubt it either that giveing them away is what we do. I recall my management saying once that we cant resell them because we didn't have the licensing.
+I can say as an employee of Goodwill most stores do have medical equipment like that in our back room, though at many stores we cant accept it as a donation. As for the giving it for free I... I dont know its never come up but it sounds far fetched. I'll ask my management to confirm or bust it. Edit asked my management today what stores are supposed to do with medical equipment only at certain store can you buy or rent them. We can't just give them for free. The quote i would like to present from her was "Goodwill is still a business at the end of the day."
+Thanks, but i would like a real one ever now and then
+I had a crap day at work yesterday and spent all day in bed. Did wonders for my selfesteem
+the priest steps forward from the sea of grieving family "Today we morn the death of ..... Mickey?... Michael?... Mic?" Mother bursts out crying "HER NAME WAS MICHELLE, MY LITTLE GIRL" "Woops, guess i can't read my own writing."
+we the jury find the defenten...GUILTY