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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:41:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Life goes on</title>
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  <description>Everything is so dull.  Get up, work, come home, eat, game, sleep, repeat.&lt;br /&gt;Not much to report to ma peeps out on the internets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family back home is still crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Still working at safeway.&lt;br /&gt;House is still a house.&lt;br /&gt;Credit companies are still phoning me.&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kittens are the only things that changed, Guu (female) and Hale (female) suddenly had to be changed because Egg&apos;s boss doesn&apos;t know the difference and we never bothered to look.&lt;br /&gt;Kittens are now Nertz (Male) and Guu (female).  Quite the change, a shock to the system!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Wii is still cool, with so many awesome games coming out all the time, HEY JOHN TIME FOR SOME CONTRA! and one of my favorite classics, Breath of Fire II.&lt;br /&gt;WoW is going well, the RP server now has to suffer with 4 of my characters.  Podarious, and Hiorii, Pozzo and Seebozook.  And on the 2 PvP servers I have Durgor and Nellix.  PizzzaSlave, drop me a line as to your character names, must join you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE HOARD!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Aug 2007 21:47:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;Bleeding Rectal Tick&quot; lol!</title>
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  <description>You got shafted out of DD Toze because of one thing, you didn&apos;t even attempt to help clean up.  If I had not been there to work on the ENTIRE house (almost not shitting on this) I am sure we would have gotten nothing back at all.  Though there was no physical damage to the house, if we left it as a sty it would have cost John our DD to hire a maid crew to clean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a few days out of each week returning to that house to get it ready for the move.  Starting with Jon&apos;s, Egg&apos;s and My bedroom.  Moving onto the entertainment room and downstairs bathroom.  Once it came down to the crunch I moved onto your room and B&apos;s room.  Sparky cleaned up the loose shit that was scattered about the house and that rot you call a fridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last 2 days, Sparky stayed home resting from work while I went back to work with the Junkers to get the big shit that was left over, 9 drawer dresser, your weight bench, his 2 desks, your bed frame, the bookshelf and the half a dozen monitors and towers that you wanted to keep and then some.  I phoned John and he came over, looked at the house and was ready to keep the DD to hire &quot;Molly Maid&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, at 8am I was there again, working at it, with a shop vac that I borrowed from the landlord, went to Sparky&apos;s room, the living room and the kitchen and upstairs bathroom.  Butters, my hired help showed up at 11 and we worked on it till 5pm!  Once we were done, John was pleased and cut the check in MY name, do you know why?! BECAUSE I WAS THE ONE DOING ALL THE WORK~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparky put in effort, he got his cut back, B put in effort, he got his cut back and you? Left, leaving a vast majority of your shit, sitting around the house, leaving it for myself and Sparky again to clean it.  Hell, I even made videos of the adventures of the horrible that you were too busy to even send the ROBOT VAC to clean. So, is it any wonder why you got shafted? You did it to yourself Toze, not me. Deal with it you lazy, fat, leech fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the topic of name calling, &quot;A worthless backstabbing loser&quot;?  You say you &quot;THOUGHT&quot; of me as an &quot;HONEST loser&quot; Well, I could have been a worthless backstabbing loser and just kept the money for myself, giving everyone the cut I thought they deserved, but no, I _AM_ HONEST! And that is why I told Sparky of the DD return and told him to help me break it down. If I was a &quot;backstabber&quot; then Sparky and Mista B would have gotten nothing as well.  Think your arguments through before you post them loser.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me &quot;trying to blame Sparky&quot; for how the DD was split, I can send you the conversation between myself and him coming to this decision, I hardly had to say anything before he realized it was true.  Though, I can already tell that Sparky is probably going to split his DD with you anyway, he still considers you a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for the record, you did help Sparky move his stuff to the new house, good for you, you think you deserve a good portion of the DD for that? HA, then my Dad who helped move myself and Egg deserves some of the DD as well then, oh, lets not forget Egg helped move stuff too in his car, does that entitle him to some DD as well?  NO! Sparky HIRED you to help him move his stuff. You don&apos;t get bonus DD for moving shit around, not unless it is coming out of his DD itself.  You might have been able to get your DD back easily if you had used that very same truck that moved Sparky&apos;s furniture to move the Junk as well!  Then it would have only cost $100 tops (dumping and fuel) instead of $391.14, but no, you helped him move his stuff, grabbed some more of yours, and left again.  Two chances to get DD back, both wasted. And lets not forget, you and Sparky were still there for the last month, why was nothing being DONE to clean up?!  Again, LAZY!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2007 03:57:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You know your one of your favorite web comics is popular when</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://thelounge.comicgenesis.com/d/20070727.html&quot;&gt;http://thelounge.comicgenesis.com/d/20070727.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The character is Italy, the guest artist for the filler, really needs no introduction.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jul 2007 18:24:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Pokemans master?</title>
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  <description>Is it sad or awesome that I am proud of this achievement? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elite four and Champion beaten in 71:41 with the following team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadabra Level 57&lt;br /&gt;Pachirisu Level 51&lt;br /&gt;Machoke Level 53&lt;br /&gt;Gyarados Level 52&lt;br /&gt;Riolu Level 1&lt;br /&gt;Rapidash Level 52&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riolu didn&apos;t do much, I hatched him from his egg like 20 hours ago and I want to get him to level 2 once his happiness with me is maxed.  Kadabra was just there to take hits, my real work horses were Gyarados, Rapidash and Machoke.  Now this may not sound like much of an achievement, but go ahead look at the Elite 4 list that I fought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elite 4 Member One: Aaron&lt;br /&gt;Dustox – 53&lt;br /&gt;Beautifly – 53&lt;br /&gt;Drapion – 57&lt;br /&gt;Heracross – 54&lt;br /&gt;Vespiquen – 54&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elite 4 Member Two: Bertha&lt;br /&gt;Quagsire – 55&lt;br /&gt;Sudowoodo – 56&lt;br /&gt;Hippowdon – 59&lt;br /&gt;Golem – 56&lt;br /&gt;Whiscash – 55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elite 4 Member Three: Flint&lt;br /&gt;Rapidash – 58&lt;br /&gt;Infernape – 61&lt;br /&gt;Lopunny – 57&lt;br /&gt;Steelix – 57&lt;br /&gt;Drifblim – 58&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elite 4 Member Four: Lucian&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Mime – 59&lt;br /&gt;Medicham – 60&lt;br /&gt;Alakazam – 60&lt;br /&gt;Girafarig – 59&lt;br /&gt;Bronzong – 63&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elite 4 Champion: Cynthia&lt;br /&gt;Spiritomb – 61&lt;br /&gt;Roserade – 60&lt;br /&gt;Garchomp – 66&lt;br /&gt;Gastrodon – 60&lt;br /&gt;Lucario – 63&lt;br /&gt;Milotic – 63&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, it was a painful journey.  I prevailed though and now I will vamp out my Sapphire game and become the POKEMASTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now leave me be so I can cry with what is left of my dignity. T_T</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jul 2007 09:57:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New house, new fun!</title>
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  <description>Well, living in the new place is great, we have everything set up and it looks awesome.  Work is going well, aside from the managers getting a little too worried about what is going on and tying to manage behind my back, destroying a perfectly working system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don&apos;t know, I have started a World of Warcraft account.  Today was a fun day as well because of it, considering it was my day off I invited Butters over.  Egg laughing at us the few weeks before hand because we were playing WoW suddenly wanted to play himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we had a WoW LAN going, and we made level 1 characters and started killing things on a server together.  If only I had gotten some sleep before Butters arrived, we could have kept going past 9pm (we all started at 2pm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to invite a few people over too.  More friends must see our house and come hang out!&lt;br /&gt;A good pizza place across the street, and a good Chinese food place up the road by a block, 7-11 right beside the house too.  It is nice here.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 17:57:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New place is great!</title>
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  <description>Comfortable and roomie.  Still setting up stuff but that is ok.&lt;br /&gt;So far since moving my Visa has learned to hate me plenty.  Spent $400 on groceries and internet and sadly had to spend another 130 today for a bus pass, tickets and kitty box, food and litter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we are getting kittens!  I lub kitties. &lt;br /&gt;Work is still going well, just have to get up a little earlier on Fridays and Saturdays.  Lovely time to be on the bus, when it goes down 17th.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much stuff left to do in the old place too, ugh..so dirty.  I will not be satisfied until I have the 3 bedrooms, the downstairs bathroom and part of the entertainment room and living room cleaned.  I will consider that my portion of the house cleaning done and will be leaving the rest for the other guys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many strip malls in this area too, I go south, strip mall, I go west, strip mall, I go north, swimming pool and strip mall, I go east...well not much east.  Plus a 7-11 a mere 20 feet from my house, spent so much on slupees already, must be making up for lost slurpee time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right then, later people!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2007 15:23:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>party plans</title>
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  <description>OK, to all those who may still be left in the dark or otherwise.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been decided that we are eating SUSHI at SUSHI BBQ INN on 16th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who KNOW where it is, we are going to be meeting there around 6pm.  Hopefully that is when the buffet is going on (&amp;gt;&amp;gt; I really should have looked into that little detail before hand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who DON&apos;T KNOW where it is, please meet at the house of Pod!  I am sure the rest of you know where that is, and be here early as we will be (sadly) walking to the INN.  Around 5pm will give ample time to get to the INN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we are enjoying the delicious fishes, we will discus what to do next, MOST signs point to lazwer twag! (I don&apos;t know where this palace of lazers is, but I am assuming Egg knows.  Transportation will probably be needed, so...I was going to spot for a giant contraband of taxis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideas and comments?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGENTS ARE GO!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2007 22:09:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A grim realization</title>
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  <description>Considering how close things are going to be in the house and what the future may hold for it, I must inform everyone that I might be moving out.  After thinking this over and whatnot I think it would be best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far the current residents of the house are Sparky, Toze, B, Neko, Pod, Jon and Egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparky and Toze are more then likely going to be moving into a place together&lt;br /&gt;B might be joining them or staying.&lt;br /&gt;Jon is leaving for Fort Mac, much to all of his friends sadness.&lt;br /&gt;Egg is probably going to move back to his mothers down south.&lt;br /&gt;Neko...well, I donno what might happen with her.&lt;br /&gt;Myself, I might be joining Egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our poor house is falling apart, *sigh* the memories......</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2007 17:36:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Birthdya! B-Dya! Nya nya nya!</title>
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  <description>Well, as most of you guys may already know Egg and Myself both have our birthdays on June the 8th. And as such we are planning things, horrible things, fun things, tasty things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far a few Ideas have come across our minds and we would like input from those that are attending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nekobaby, Xpizzaslave, Litui, Mista B, Quicksilver, ProtonJon, DoveAlexia, Butters and many others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far the ideas we have gotten are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food &lt;br /&gt;Sushi BBQ INN found just to the side of &quot;Love Stop&quot; near Sait&lt;br /&gt;Pizza at the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entertainment&lt;br /&gt;Lazer tag!&lt;br /&gt;Movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hours&lt;br /&gt;Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Party till dawn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions? votes?&lt;br /&gt;Post what you want to see here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is clear, it is Friday Afternoon/evening that this is all happening.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2007 22:06:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>RE: Oh Snap</title>
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  <description>Friends of myself and Tozetre, please look at the drama unfolding on his LJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tozetre.livejournal.com/539164.html&quot;&gt;http://tozetre.livejournal.com/539164.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me your honest opinions of this.  Since I can&apos;t post on his LJ I can only reply on my own.  In my defense I honestly did not know the phone was in his room, that would be the last place I would expect it to be considering he has his own portable phone in his room.  I did apologize when he came storming out of his room and after he had thrown the phone at me. As Proton has stated, yes it is my phone that is downstairs and it is indeed broken, why need to buy another phone when there is already one upstairs, use a broken phone or use a working one...hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another note, My dad has not phoned the house in over 3 weeks now, I have been phoning him!  His drama back in Westlock is done and no longer needs my support, most of the incoming calls now are job agencies looking for either Tozetre or Sparky, or people looking for a guy named Luke.  My dad is no longer part of that problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you have read this and his LJ, please log off and post anonymously on my LJ here.  I think he is just over reacting to another minor thing, we all live in this house and we all are up at different hours of the day.  1 am is no different from my usual 5pm for when I work, yet I don&apos;t see anyone else being considerate of my sleeping hours.  Meh...my 2 cents on this.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2007 14:16:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Totally Kick ass!</title>
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  <description>Just flipping through some of my friends and going through their friends LJ&apos;s I come across a FF test....The results....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;h1&gt;Your Score: &lt;span&gt;You are Sephiroth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;h2&gt;You scored -3 good or evil, 2 spirituality, 16 power,  and 5 intelligence!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://is2.okcupid.com/users/156/108/15610916750907378310/mt1129100058.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      In the beginning there was a man, and his name was Sephiroth, and he was bad... very, very bad. Sephiroth is the kind of guy you put a restraining order on before you even meet him. He&apos;s got a head full of bad wiring and funny ideas about his place in the world. He thinks he&apos;s the son of God, and that&apos;s not good when the God he believes in is Jenova. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religious overtones aside, Sephiroth is a sadistic, calculating, intelligent, unrelenting force to be reckoned with. The guy walks through fire, cleaves Behemoths to pieces in one strike and all that before a picnic at the North Cave with Aeris. He carries a big sword - not so much for the compensating as for the instilling terror factor - and he&apos;s not afraid to use it.  Sephiroth, if the most convoluted of all FF baddies, is the most infamous due to a bit of drama theater involving an innocent Ancient and his big sword. The one undeniable thing about sephiroth is that he was(is) evil incarnate, and stopping him literally meant(means) the difference between the end of the world and another tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;re Sephiroth, please allow me to get the hell out of the way before I irritate you, O Great and Evil one. I really can&apos;t think of any good things that can come from someone like Sephiroth - perhaps because I&apos;m frozen in terror - so I&apos;ll just say &quot;Please don&apos;t kill me&quot; and leave you to your own devices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similar characters include Ultimecia(ff8), and  Vormav(fft)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your polar opposite is Yuffie. You can probably get along with Seifer, Delita and Seymour.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=5983574184043796681&quot;&gt;The Who are you in the FF Universe Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=Helbereth&quot;&gt;Helbereth&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test&quot;&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2007 11:46:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Plague Monkeys in our house</title>
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  <description>Well, now that Tozetre has it it is only a matter of time before B and Sparky get it.  First I believe it started with ProtonJon, he denies it, then it went to Egg, then it branched out to myself and Neko gal.  Fun Fun.  I have missed 2 days of work now because of it, and I don&apos;t have enough sick hours to keep this paycheck up to normal wage, disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a fun day as well, I was feeling well enough to go out and get food,  I went to McDonalds with Proton and once I got there and ordered my food I collapsed on my chair.  He phoned up a taxi and we went to the clinic at Brentwood, only to find out they closed half an hour early, Jerks...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then took transit up to Market mall Clinic and just as we arrived, they closed, we went in anyway and they said they will make an exception, &amp;lt;3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered that I have not replaced my health care card from when my wallet was stolen last year and phoned the house. After I tried 3 times, B finally picks up, he saved me $30, $_$;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some prescription and &quot;doctoral advice&quot; and proceeded to go home, we decided on taxi again.  While we waited 50 minutes for the taxi, 2 #10 buses went by.  When the taxi arrived we left, only to discover, we were trailing the last number 10 that passed us when we got home...T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun times fun times.  and today I have been bed ridden and drinking drugs and taking liquids.  fun times fun times.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 08:56:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Income tax for the win</title>
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  <description>Well, it took sometime and me almost going crazy with excitement but I finally got my IncTax check.  $2,100 return and almost all of it went to kill off my visa bill which was at a balance of $2,000.  It now stands at a nice low balance of $520 which I intend to pay off at a good speed as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The missing money if you can do math, actually went to my dad.  The old man asked for financial aid, and I have given it to him for the past few months.  This was to help him kill off one of his bills too.  I hope the parents situation gets ended, this is just way too out of hand still.  At any rate, I have $1,500 bucks to play with on my visa.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9Dragons has also consumed me, it is such a simple MMORPG and it is addicting, our new roommate &quot;Egg&quot; has watched me play it for the past week and he went and downloaded it himself.  He is now at the same level as me and he has another character that his higher then that!  He got slightly bored of FFXI and is doing this until he has had his fill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY Pizzaslave, how bout a game or two of FFXI eh? I am almost ready for my subjob quest.  If not, sushi?  Dim sum? Korean BBQ?  Food is tasty, no?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 08:16:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sparky GURPS</title>
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  <description>It is a new day but it all feels old. Back to the woods now thats what we&apos;re told. *enough of that*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we frightened, no, nervous, no, worried, no, well nervous as to the crazy stuff Rick is probably going to do.  The boy seems quite unstable, worries about every little thing, but instead of talking about it, he seems to just pick on Lily to vent his “fears”.  Eventually she is going to snap, and I intend to make sure I am NOT there when she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip to the woods was…short.  As best to describe it.  We went in, and within the hour we were back out.  We had found a cave; around it there were no animals, no sounds, nothing…save a horrible stench that made a few of us nauseous.  Reluctant to go in we waited outside.  Eventually, Rick grew the backbone and went in first, then Lily and Dan (Dan was “the man” from before, I finally found out his name.  John and myself were too busy trying to keep breakfast down, but even our curiosity got to us.  &lt;br /&gt;After some quick retching I went in. Only to see a disemboweled bear.  Choking back a lump in my throat we searched the area that was “the cave”, more like an indent into the rock really.  We left, leaving everything behind that was originally there.  Once we got back we contacted the archeology girl and found out a few things from her, mainly regarding the man’s sanity.  The journal of the old man was brief, but left me curious.  I went to the garage to look for the necromancy book that I had hidden away, but found it gone.  I worried for a bit, but then realized I held in my hands a different book, one not bound in flesh and bone.  I was pleased with my find.  I stayed at home and looked at my new toy.  Rick, John, Dan and Katt went into the city with my car so it was left home alone with the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say my study was not interrupted my smashing or crashing from her…in fact, quite the opposite.  It was quiet, too quiet.  I had actually expected her to interrupt me at least twice by now.  I wrapped up my book and put it away and began to explore the house.  Checking a few doors and windows I found that no one had left save the guys so she had to have still been in the house.  I crept up the stairs and saw that her door was shut.  No one was around; I found it odd that she was this quiet.  I cast sense life, and then mind read and checked for her on the other side of the door.  Sure enough, she was there, but I could not penetrate her mind though.  Dismissing it as “private time” afterward I went back to my room to rest.  Casting spells is very difficult sometimes, especially when I am still working on the newer ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next section is what I call “stupid” on my part.  You will see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we all got up for breakfast, and for some odd reason Lily immediately begins the day by telling everyone she has the Evil book, or as Rick puts it “horrible book of doom”.  I listen to the banter go back and forth about the book and zombie issues re-surface, eventually I ask a simple question “Where is the book?” and I, out of habit cast mind read…I didn’t realize that everyone was that observant and my secret was out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick gloated over it for a bit, got a paper cone and a bathrobe and “dressed” me as a wizard, all the while saying &quot;I knew you were a wizard, cast a spell! Cast a spell wizard.&quot;  Aggravated I threw the hat off and tore away the robe, the paper cone hat floated back up onto my head and I threw it down again.  Dan got a chuckle out of that and asked, “Why did you put it back on if you threw it away in the first place?”  Of course, questions changed from “Gasp Zombies” to “SO what ELSE can you do?”  To which I replied “Go punch a tree until your hand is bleeding, then I will show you.”  Rick can be so gullible sometimes.  Dan was skeptical and wanted to see more.  I showed him my best healing spell and Rain of fire.  He was not that impressed with the fire, he complained that it took too long to get ready.  Could showing him some of my abilities have ruined something in his mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards Lily avoided me for sometime; she didn’t want me to go near her or “her” book.  We rested for the day and decided that tomorrow we are heading back to the bear cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we got ourselves ready again.  This time I went a little less paranoid and was curious as to why Rick was bringing us back to the bear cave.  When we got there the bear was gone, the smell was gone and there was a hand print on the wall, some sort of grave marker.  Lily and I both noticed that there was a magical residue on the wall to the side of the print; only I identified it as “Gate” magic.  So when asked about it I gave some bullshit story of how the bear was dragged to hell or something from hell came and took it away.  This freaked out Lily mainly and Rick was twitchy.  Afterwards we traced the trail of a bi-pied to outside the cave and then the tracks disappeared.  I got bored and not wanting to get killed and dragged off by whatever killed the bear, I went home.  When everybody got back, they told me to pack up everything, we are going to Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn crazy kung-fu kid...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Apr 2007 16:49:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tozetre GURPS</title>
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  <description>As hard as it is to believe, Krunk...is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause of death, Giant Squid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sploosh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krunk is in ocean now, falling fast to the bottom.  Tumbling, tumbling.  Krunk glad he doesn&apos;t eat, this would probably make Krunk throw up.  Krunk is in a brick of stone, falling.  It is dark now, sun is gone.  Krunk not give up though, Krunk will get out of stone cube and go back to &quot;friends&quot;.  Must save little kid, he not know what trouble he getting into.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh great, Krunk is upside down now, brick landed on Krunk, Krunk is lucky ground is soft or this would probably crush Krunk, bah, Krunk not need head anyway.  Must force way out of block and get free.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Unknown time later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krunk is free, now to begin walking to land again.  It is still very dark, can&apos;t see, but if Krunk walk in straight line, Krunk eventually get to land.  WAAGHHHH, something has Krunk.  It strong, won&apos;t let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly that was pretty much how it went, no dice rolls were made, no game time was elapsed, no combat was done, it just happened as the GM dictated and as I filled in the details, his last moments.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment of silence for a fun golem who will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..________..&lt;br /&gt;./..R.I.P........\.&lt;br /&gt;/..................... \&lt;br /&gt;|...Krunk........|&lt;br /&gt;|277 points....|&lt;br /&gt;| Killed by .....|&lt;br /&gt;|...Giant.........|&lt;br /&gt;| Man-o-war |&lt;br /&gt;---------------</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2007 22:14:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tozetre GURPS</title>
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  <description>The dirt, it is dark, it is quiet.  Krunk is ok here, things not get him.  Krunk feel bad for what he did.  Killing poor man, he didn&apos;t even get to defend himself.  Now if things are bad for friends Krunk will feel worse.  Krunk wait for a little while, then Krunk will go back to friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dom* *Dom* *Dom* *Dom* *Dom*&lt;br /&gt;Krunk hears something, something large.  Where sound coming from?&lt;br /&gt;*Dom* *Dom* *Dom* *Dom* *Dom*&lt;br /&gt;Sound getting closer, this bad, something coming this way.  Krunk better move out of way.&lt;br /&gt;*Dom* *Dom* *D..*&lt;br /&gt;Sound stop.  Krunk safe?&lt;br /&gt;*Dom* *Dom* *Dom* *Dom* *Dom*&lt;br /&gt;Nope, sound still coming, Krunk ready for anything. Krunk want to wait for a little while. Huh? Another rock man like Krunk? No..this one different.  It fights Krunk, and Krunk is beaten.  Krunk give up, maybe it not kill Krunk.  Another rock man show up, it pick up Krunk as well.  They strong to do that, very strong...  Krunk could not win.  Krunk see sunlight.  Aiiieee....Forest Rangers, damn...Krunk in big trouble now.  Well they have Krunk, Krunk not run, Krunk know he did a bad thing.  Krunk is thrown into magic truck, Krunk can&apos;t touch walls, magic runes stop Krunk.  I think truck is moving, Krunk can&apos;t tell.  They bring Krunk to little box room.  Krunk sit inside and wait, there is nothing to do now and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The next day*&lt;br /&gt;Krunk hear sounds...little hole open in wall, it has little razor on it.  It sparks with light...oh! Tazer not Razor!  It touches Krunk...in strange places, after awhile little Tazer goes away.  All it quiet again.  Krunk sit and wait, Krunk is in jail, he wait until sentence is done.  Hmm...Where is soap?  Krunk can&apos;t drop what is not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A few hours later*&lt;br /&gt;*zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*  Another sound, what is it?  Oh, beside Krunk.  Spinning steel, a drill. A big one.  It comes near Krunk.  It touches Krunk...in strange places on Krunk&apos;s shoulder.  It spins, and makes zzzzzzzzzz noise.  It pushes and then it goes into Krunk...It hurts, but Krunk endure for a bit, hmm...it not stopping, Krunk shift away from it.  It stopped. Krunk shift back. It starts, Krunk stay away, Krunk shift back.  Krunk wait and drill is taken away.  Krunk pours out sand from hole in shoulder, maybe Krunk can write message with his sandy blood.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A few hours later*&lt;br /&gt;Sounds again, the wall of Krunk&apos;s prison opens up, a strange thing appears, it has a little flame on it.  Agghhh!!! Krunk is on fire!  Why is this thing spraying Krunk with fire?  It hurts Krunk.  Um...Um..Um...Krunk use hand!  Urrrggg..*Snap*  OWWWWW....Krunk taking off hand was a bad idea...it hurts.  Krunk use hand to block fire, Krunk can&apos;t feel broken hand anymore, so it good to stop this.  Poor hand.  Eventually Fire spitter stops and goes away, hole is closed in front of Krunk.  Sounds stop for today. All is quiet again.  Krunk pour out sand from missing hand and arm.  Will get enough to write soon at this rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The next day*&lt;br /&gt;Krunk bored, he play with sand, not enough to write message, but might as well do something with it.  Krunk wonder how long they keep Krunk here, days? Weeks? Months?  Krunk not know.  Krunk wonder if friends know where Krunk is.  Krunk hope they not in trouble.  They can&apos;t survive in woods.  Krunk wonders...who in more danger...Kid and spider thing or T and C-friends.  Spider thing look dangerous...but C and T-friends are also dangerous.  Spider thing has webs, T-friend have gun and C-friend have knives...little kid got nothing.  Little kid will get killed.  Krunk should have knocked him out back in Alberta when Krunk had the chance and keep him out of danger.  Huh? sound outside.  A small section of wall opens up...Guns?!  There are lots of guns...Oh...this is going to make damage in Krunk.  &lt;br /&gt;*Tick* *Tick* *Tick* *Tick* *Tick* *Tick*&lt;br /&gt;Huh?  Strange, Krunk feels nothing, little plastic bullets?  Those can&apos;t hurt Krunk, though, it making a big pile in box with Krunk, Krunk save them for later.  Rangers do strange things to Krunk...in strange places.  Krunk can wait though, Krunk will pay for crime.  Though, Krunk have no money.  Tweed has money, but Tweed is dead now.  T and C-friend killed him, just like they did with S-friend.  Maybe T and C-friend helped rangers find where Krunk was, wait..no, they were not there when Rangers got Krunk.&lt;br /&gt;*Tick* *Tick* *Tick* *Tick* *Tick* *Tick*  Oh yeah, plastic bullet guns still here.  Krunk smile and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A few hours later*&lt;br /&gt;Krunk bored again.  Krunk squish plastic bullets, they make water all over Krunk&apos;s hand.  They pop like young kid&apos;s face, heh pizza faces.&lt;br /&gt;*Ca-Chunk*  Huh?  Another sound, this one doesn&apos;t sound happy.  Part of box open up again. HOLY DAMN! BIG GUN! BIG GUN!  NOT GOOD NOT GOOD!  KRUNK IN BIG TROUBLE NOW!  Um..Um..Um..Block with arms!&lt;br /&gt;*BANG*  Ow....arm is hurting very much now, Krunk hold it up with other arm.  Krunk use broken arm to block next bullet.  &lt;br /&gt;*BANG*  Ha! Krunk not feel that one, arm is already broken!  Urr....gun moving down...it aiming for strange places, Krunk use bad arm to block.  Huh, Gun move back up, Krunk block it there.  Hey! Gun keep moving, stop moving gun, Krunk can&apos;t block you when you do that&lt;br /&gt;*BANG*  Ow...Krunk&apos;s leg was shot, Krunk not feeling too well.  Krunk dizzy and sleepy.  *Thump*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The next day*&lt;br /&gt;Krunk wake up, arm and leg not hurt anymore.  Bwa?  Krunk is in a case of rock, smooth rock and CHAINS?  They tied up Krunk...This not good.  Maybe they release Krunk now, punishment done?  The rangers say they bring Krunk to &quot;Aunt-Lan-Tcik-Oh-Cen&quot; and drop Krunk off there.  Yay! They let Krunk go now!  A big helicopter appears and they pick up Krunk.  Whoo! Krunk is flying! High in the air.  City and people small, world so big.  Krunk hope to travel over it someday.  We doing a good rate friend and I.  We have been to Alberta, and other places.  Krunk travel all over world someday.  When they release Krunk, Krunk not kiling anymore rangers.  They do strange things to Krunk....in strange places.  When Krunk get back to friends we must travel world, it going to be fun.  Land is going away now.  This is lots of water...LOTS of water, Krunk can&apos;t swim, but Krunk is ok with water, Krunk was at the bottom of Lake Louise for weeks before.  Wait...Ocean...is that bigger lake?  Hmm...Krunk is going to have to walk lots to get back to friends.  &lt;br /&gt;*Click*....*Rattle rattle rattle*  Hmm...Chain broke, Krunk is falling! Into big water!  OH SHII~</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2007 21:23:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sparky GURPS</title>
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  <description>It is a new morning, we all meet in the kitchen and have a good morning meal.  Right away Lily is annoying but we have all gotten used to that by now.  Rick mentions that he wants to head back to NY to further his training.  We all really need some downtime and it is agreed.  John has hit a dry spell working with the people in Germany.  The archaeologists that that guy hired needs to compose her data. We hope to hear from her shortly.  My quest to further my skills as well seems to have no end in site, though Rick seems a little worried that I might not be of further use to him.  I friggen hate that room, just thought I would remind you all of that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get Rick ready for his little holiday and head back to NY.  Lily and John accompany us and we decide to do a bit of shopping while we are there.  While we are looking around we see a news bulletin being played on the TVs in one window.  We can&apos;t hear it, but it looks as if Lily is the daring burglar of a few high tech facilities.  I head inside the store and ask the clerk what channel they are playing. After getting my answer I leave.  I take Lily and while she freaks out I put her into my car.  I take about 20 minutes and apply a few cosmetics to both make her not look like herself but also to make her more mundane, less noticeable.  We head to a few pawn shops after that. Then we head home, she couldn&apos;t figure out if she wanted to sell her junk, a little fisherman and some other thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While home we catch up on the news and listen intently to what the reporters have to say.  Since Lily said she was an &quot;experiment&quot; we ask if she has any particular markings on her that would say so.  I don&apos;t know what she was thinking, but...she literally tore off her clothing, her only set I might add.  Needless to say, a 17 year old girl, with a fairly attractive appearance...very nice indeed, who needs to go to the library to do &quot;research&quot;.  Eventually I give her a set of my clothing, and we have to make another trip to the city...just to buy more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I have no dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day is rather uneventful, we lay low for a bit.  John responds to a few mails, I continue my studies and learn the ability to mind read.  My power slowly grows, I don&apos;t know what I should learn next, there are so many options.  My schools, just for those of you who don&apos;t know.  Healing, machine, fire, communication and empathy, necromancy, and enchantment.  Study in healing goes well, same with fire.  I am a guy who needs a lot of study time just to improve, just like Rick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, no dreams once again.  Though, I don&apos;t get a full nights sleep.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning arrives, we head back to NY.  We are not here to pick up Rick, we do that tomorrow.  NO, our task today is to pick up Lily some clothing.  She stole a set of mine for the past few days, twerp.  Donning a simple disguise we head in, my paranoia about the government&apos;s eyes is a little strong, especially around Eye-mart...  We get the clothing and leave.  Loading up we head out and head back home.  A cop car rushes by us heading straight to Wal-mart.  Ok...remain calm, act natural and drive the speed limit, they are not after us, that is just me being paranoid.  Home, safe!  Rick is the crazy one, he thinks this place is genuinely haunted, well he is right, does that mean I am crazy?  The news is still talking about the thief being at large, the one that resembles Lily.  We have determined that it is not her.  She was stolen/released from a lab here in NY, but she was brought all the way to Seattle and dumped.  There is no further development on the story, no leads, no breaking bulletins, nothing.  We are good for now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is ok, again no dreams though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon waking, we head back to NY.  Lily doesn&apos;t join us, we decided to leave her at home, too risky.  She was being a pest this morning, so I practiced a few of my mind intrusion spells on her.  She was disappointed and slightly angry at me for the past few days.  She also doesn&apos;t seem to wear her new clothing either, damn my hormones.  We pick up Rick, update him about the news and let him know that things are going well on the research.  We mention that John and myself will be heading back to the woods to investigate further.  There was 4 people in Cecil&apos;s group, we are missing two.  For once, we actually take some genuine time and relax, we sit outside and enjoy the evening.  A raven appears and lands in a tree.  At first I notice it, and discover that it is looking straight at me.  Its eyes, black holes that seem to bore into my soul.  I ask everyone if they can see the bird. Lily gets hungry.  I get up and move to the opposite side of the house, its eyes follow, Lily approaches the tree the raven is in, Rick practices his kata and John heads inside.  I cast a subtle spell and see if this bird has some sort of message, I read its mind.  Grrr, I really wish I could speak bird. (&lt;a href=&quot;http://gigaville.dreamhosters.com/comic.php?id=374&quot;&gt;http://gigaville.dreamhosters.com/comic.php?id=374&lt;/a&gt;)  Seeing that I am getting nothing out of this, and being very weirded out by the bird looking at me, I head in.  It flies off, Lily is disappointed and halfway up the tree.  Eventually everyone comes in and we relax inside.  I present Rick with a nunchaku that I have been working on for the past little while, here I thought that since he studied Kung-fu he would naturally know how to use this thing.  At any rate Rick notices that I am tense and offers to use some things he did learn, massage.  After a bit, my tongue goes numb and feels like a dozen prickly needles are attacking it, note to self, massages are bad for speech.  Lily begins to be a pest, Rick takes care of her, his way.  She is now on the ground, can&apos;t walk, hardly can crawl even, and the *ahem* unfortunate thing is that she was bouncing around without clothing again.  I came prepared heh heh heh.  Now I have a few pictures on a camera in my room.  A pleasant distraction from the everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I dreamed.  The black haired woman again.  A quaint French cafe, we are siting at a table.  The sun shines brightly overhead and it is a pleasant smell of java and pastries. I begin to attempt to talk to her again and she rushes at me!  Her face becoming twisted and frightening. I startle back in my chair to avoid her, but, she didn&apos;t move.  She is still there, in her chair, with that smile on her face.  Did she just lunge at me or was it my imagination.  In any case, I wake up, slightly confused, well my sleep is ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning arrives and we get ourselves ready to head back into the woods.  This is just nuts though, something is affecting Rick, it is not naturally in any way.  I feel as if we are just wasting time though, we are no closer to answering this riddle.  We pack up a few things and head into the woods.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2007 17:02:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>And I thought I was heartless</title>
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  <description>Final Fantasy 6, it has been such a long time since I last played it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Cyan&apos;s family, I teared up.  I saw Kefka, I was filled with Rage!&lt;br /&gt;I saw the end of Leo, I was sad. I saw Lockes farewell to Rachael I cried.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the birth of Terra, I was happy.  I saw Celes stab Kefka, I cheered.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Shadow&apos;s memories, I wondered. I saved Cid, I was satisfied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you Squeenix for making such an emotional game that can still crack my shell.&lt;br /&gt;and if you people complain that I gave away too much of the game, too bad, it has been out for the past 13 years, no excuse! :P</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2007 16:56:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;display: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class=&quot;roundboxTopWrap&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;roundboxTopInt&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;roundboxContent&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style=&quot;padding: 15px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(69, 122, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    , you&apos;re now &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(15, 60, 172);&quot;&gt;logged in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 255); padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Below you&apos;ll find your test result. After, continue on to your&lt;br /&gt;   homescreen to discover what we&apos;re about.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href=&quot;/home&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;continue to OkCupid homescreen &amp;gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;roundboxBotWrap&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;roundboxBotInt&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;20&quot;&gt;
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  &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table cellspacing=&quot;4&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;&lt;table bgcolor=&quot;black&quot; cellspacing=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;149&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#b2cfff&quot; height=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;1&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Politeness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;&lt;table bgcolor=&quot;black&quot; cellspacing=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;149&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#b2cfff&quot; height=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;1&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Intelligence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;&lt;table bgcolor=&quot;black&quot; cellspacing=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;149&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#b2cfff&quot; height=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;1&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Enthusiasm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;&lt;table bgcolor=&quot;black&quot; cellspacing=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;149&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#b2cfff&quot; height=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;1&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Dependence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2007 17:46:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tozetre GURPS</title>
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  <description>Krunk and friends still stuck in castle.  We have one more room to look at, it show up when Tweed sit on throne.  We wait until friends feeling better then we go. Krunk carry Tweed up stairs to room while C-friend and T-friend walk up on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*While going up the staircase*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-friend say she very hot, it getting hotter and hotter.  T-friend doesn&apos;t think we can make it, Tweed stop sweating sometime ago, he still alive, barely.  Something melted down C-friends leg, it burns her and Krunk pick her up and go back down stairs.  While friends rest, Krunk go back up stairs, he doesn&apos;t feel bad heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At the top*&lt;br /&gt;The light, it is bright, it burns Krunks eyes!  Room is filled with writing, Krunk can&apos;t read it and there is a water jug, it have water for friends! Krunk go to get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where Krunk? Krunk not in hot castle anymore.  Krunk, in room, a cave room, a cave room filled with people. a cave room filled with Nazi people.  Krunk smash? No, that be bad for Krunk to do, Krunk watch them...they are bowing to Krunk.  He he he, Krunk is King!  &lt;br /&gt;*Weeooooo~*&lt;br /&gt;Oh! It&apos;s T-Friend, this is good, he talk to Nazi&apos;s for Krunk.  Krunk stand here to wait for other friends to show up. Dum de dum dum~&lt;br /&gt;*Weeooooo~*&lt;br /&gt;Ah! It&apos;s C-friend, this is very good, the heat didn&apos;t hurt them too much.  C-friend look bad though, she and T-friend all burned up, Krunk wish he could go back to get Tweed.  Tweed strong, he make it too on his own though.  Krunk wait with pot and wait for Tweed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A few hours later*&lt;br /&gt;C-friend is sleeping, she suffer from &quot;Dee-Hi-Drain-Tchun&quot; so she rest.  Tweed hasn&apos;t shown up yet, Krunk worried.  T-friend come and take away Krunk&apos;s Jug.  Krunk very worried.  T-friend not say anything about Tweed.  Something bad happen to Tweed, Krunk know this...Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-friend, S-friend and T-friend go to cave, and only C and T-friends come back.  Tweed, C and T friends were left in castle, only C and T-friends come back...Why?  WHY?! Is T-Friend and C-friend KILLING other friends?!  It can&apos;t be true! Why would they not help Tweed, why they leave S-friend in cave?!  Restrain Krunk, Restrain...there must be some reason for C and T-friend to kill other friends, but why Tweed?  Tweed was a good friend, he was Krunk&apos;s friend.  Krunk want to cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Even more time later*&lt;br /&gt;T-friend say we have to go, he is happy.  Krunk not care. Krunk want Tweed back.  We leave Nazi Cave and go back to the top, there we exit building to see a little kid screaming &quot;Help me Help me!&quot;  He is captured by a spider thing.  Krunk want to squish spider thing and save kid.  T-friend stop me.  He say that we take kid away from spider thing.  They talk more, Krunk just want to go away, Tweed not allowed in this city, but that doesn&apos;t matter anymore.  Krunk just want to leave.  While T-friend and spider thing talk the strange man that make Krunk and Tweed disappear is floating above us.  He has a big sword.  KRUNK NOT FIGHTING HIM, SWORDS HURT KRUNKS HEAD! Krunk try to warn T-friend that this is a bad man that make us to to the hot place, T-friend ignore Krunk so... Krunk running NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*City limits*&lt;br /&gt;Krunk make it, friends drive up to Krunk.  They have little Kid and Spider thing with them....why do they have spider thing?  why do they have little kid?!  why are spider thing and little kid together? wasn&apos;t little kid wanting to get away from spider thing?&lt;br /&gt;Krunk is so confused...we drive anyway, stopping to let Spider thing eat...everything.  He eat trees, grass, flowers, little animals.  Krunk play tic tac toe with little kid, he happy to be with us.  Krunk try to tell him to leave, it dangerous.  He not listen. He is going to die like friends before him.  Krunk might need to knock him out soon, so that he not get killed by friends.  Spider thing is strange, Krunk not like him too much, especially since he was going to eat little kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*After several days of driving through the Eastern Provinces stopping only to rest at hotels and the like*&lt;br /&gt;Krunk want to go home to Calgary, things and people were nicer there then here.  Truck is getting cramped, T-friend say Krunk can&apos;t come out anymore.  Spider thing always look hungry and might eat Krunk.  Krunk not having a good week. Krunk still want friends back.  T-friend and C-friend are happy, Krunk not happy.  When we stop, Krunk will have to contact Krunk&apos;s god.  Find out what happen to Tweed, and to say sorry, that Krunk can&apos;t beat Angel in Calgary.  Because Krunk leaving for Toe-Ront-toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to camping grounds outside of big city.  Krunk is free to walk around again, but has to stay out of sight of people, or avoid people. Krunk not care, Krunk leaving to go away from T-friend, he is too bossy.  Grr...Krunk going to be angry for a bit, Krunk need to leave friends alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A day and a bit away from camp*&lt;br /&gt;RAAAWWWRRRGG! Krunk not like this, always moving from place to place. *A large rock shatters in the distance* Friends are killing friends and people are always chasing us away. GRAAARAG! Krunk smash all the trees and rocks here. Krunk not care anymore.  Krunk just want to live peacefully, away from friends, away from people with swords, away from everything that hurt Krunk and Tweed.  What is that?! A car, all the way out here?!  Krunk need to be alone. Why do people bother Krunk?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man steps out, he has a gun, a bigger gun then T-friend, that makes Krunk hurt, that hurt Krunks friends, why is he here?!  &quot;Do you understand me?&quot; Krunk nod yes. &quot;Good, now, tell me, why is it that you are tearing up this park?&quot; Krunk write in dirt, &quot;Because Krunk&apos;s friends were killed.&quot; &quot;Really, that is a shame.&quot; the little man says. &quot;But, you see, it&apos;s my job to make sure that things stay normal in this park, that means, stopping forest fires, stopping rampaging earth golems, keeping the relative peace and protecting this forest.&quot;  Krunk write in the dirt.  &quot;How can you protect this forest...when your dead?&quot; Krunk lunge at the little man, he try to shoot Krunk, but Krunk is faster then little man. Krunk has little man in arms, Krunk...is going to kill him.  Krunk squeeze and squeeze, little man try and try to get out, but can&apos;t. He is coughing up blood all over Krunk, Krunk not care, Krunk not want to be hurt anymore.  He want to live!  Little man stop moving, Krunk hear breaking, lots of breaking, things are coming out of little man, his insides are coming out.  Krunk keep squeezing.  *Whump* Little man is dead, killed by Krunks own hands.  What...what has Krunk done?  Krunk need to go back to friends, let them know...Krunk doesn&apos;t want to be here anymore. Krunk must leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Back at camp*&lt;br /&gt;Krunk leave a message in dirt for T-friend, he read it when he get back.  Krunk is going to leave.  Bury himself into the dirt again, and wait for things to calm down.  Things are bad now, maybe when Krunk come back things will be better.  Goodbye T-Friend. Bye bye C-friend.  Have fun with little kid and spider thing, Krunk bring trouble to them, just as they bring trouble to Krunk.  It would be better this way.</description>
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  <title>Sparky GURPS - A big one, just to warn ya!</title>
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  <description>Waiting, waiting, all of this damn waiting.  Here, I thought there was an urgency on curing Rick&apos;s curse, but, to get new information we have to wait.  Well, it seems that we have gained leaps and bounds on what his family has been up to for the past few hundred years from information that John has managed to find.  John has been in contact with a few family history scholars on the European side.  He managed to find out that Rick&apos;s curse goes back almost a millennium, and not only that, but the history stops around a few centuries ago when the family left for America&apos;s side.  It also turns out that the family is a straight bloodline from the mothers.  Once again Sonja would be useful, but calls go unanswered and it has been almost another half a month, she must have left.  Damn, I could have used her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wonder though, is all this information going to be worth searching if Rick keeps on tempting fate?  Today, after finding all of this out, he decides that he wants to head back to the cave.  When we first got here, it was &quot;Don&apos;t go into the woods, they will eat you.&quot; then we went into the woods anyway, and found the cave.  Then it was &quot;Don&apos;t you dare go into the cave!&quot; then we went into the cave as well.  Now he wants to go back and search the entire thing, regardless of whatever dangers are abound inside.  The kid has guts, I have to give him that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick armed with fists, Lily armed with fur and claws, John armed with his &quot;boomstick&quot; and myself with the chainsaw from the garage.  I would feel very inadequate if it weren&apos;t for the fact that I am a mage. Granted, I won&apos;t ever tell anyone this, such things are not meant for the world to know.  My skill keeps increasing and I gain power based on what happened though, the experiences help plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the cave, we search out everything, going deeper then ever before we find that one passage was actually blocked off by large piles of stones.  Someone just glancing would have missed it and taken it for a dead end.  We move the rocks and continue. The rough dug out stonewalls change to worked brick quickly after the rubble pile and becomes a near underground chapel.  A four way intersection though impedes us though, picking a direction we explore, keeping a sharp eye for what could possibly jump out at us.  We find an empty room, gasp.  Not wasting too much time here we continue. Going across to the opposite side.  A writing room, a desk made of stone and bones laying in ancient hay.  Parchments are scattered on the desk, brittle and old we don&apos;t want to move them too much at the risk of breaking them.  No one among us can read them though, it is a shame.  Rick seems happy though, he found the dead guys wallet, Spanish gold coins jingle inside.  We leave the dead guy alone and head to the last section, and by far the biggest mistake for me, I should have stayed home and made a desk, table or some other piece of inconsequential piece of furniture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We find a room, not like the others circular and dome shaped, about 12 yards in diameter.  There are runes inscribed from the bottom right to a few feet from the top.  In the center there appears to be a larger rune.  I can&apos;t read any of it, mainly because I am not going into that room!  In the center there is what appears to be a pulpit and alter, those seem to be the only key features.  John is here beside me looking in and Rick and Lily are already playing around with the alter.  Lily plays with her Barbie, a fork and a little man.  She is obviously hallucinating, she thinks they are moving, and for some reason Rick is wearing a heavy cloak.  Right skip the Lily is the only one seeing things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick keeps telling me to go in, and I keep saying no.  Eventually it comes down to threats and since I can&apos;t take a hit I cautiously and slowly enter.  This place, is not normal.  Rick shows me a book, bound in animal hides and skin, sewn by what appears to be well...i have no clue, it just looks gross.  Rick asks John if he can read it, because he can&apos;t.  John reads a few sentences and has to stop, because it becomes runic gibberish again.  Rick then motions for me to read it, it is clear English.  Why, I don&apos;t know. Maybe it is because of my abilities that I mentioned earlier, or maybe it is because they are both illiterate or stupid or quite possibly both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold in my hand a Necronomicon, a book of the dead. GREAT! JUST $%&amp;*(# GREAT, we deal with zombies once, she leaves because of it and now more dead people books.  The fates are really into this dead thing. Rick tells me to read something from it, I don&apos;t know where he got the idea that I could read it, but I think it was account to my big mouth saying &quot;What? Can&apos;t you read it? It&apos;s plain English.&quot;  To which he replied, &quot;Really? It is nothing but runic gibberish to me.&quot; SO...I flip to the first spell again, a harmless spell, one that I can&apos;t cast, even when it is at the start.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry sap Rick is, doesn&apos;t know how magic works, it takes time and plenty of study hours to master even basic incantations, let alone cast a spell with no preparation time.  Scrolls are different, they are written in the simplest form and are destroyed after wards so that even a person with very basic ability could cast simple spells that they themselves do not know.  So to indulge him I cast a spirit spell, after the last ENGLISH syllable leaves my lips I say &quot;There, you happy nothing happened.&quot; Not even the draining feeling I usually get after cast certain spells. Everyone is looking at me funny, this never bodes well.  &quot;Dude&quot; Rick says with a bit of shock on his voice, &quot;you were speaking in tongues.  Ugh...way to go Mike, show everyone you have this mystical magic force residing inside you.  After a little while after this though something did happen, the wind picked up, though there was none in here before and blew itself out the tunnel.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a man appears at the entrance, standing beside John.  Is this the spirit I mistakenly summoned?  Turns out, no, it is just some guy wandering through the cave, chance thing this is though, very unlikely.  I missed his name, quite unimportant, more then likely he will leave of his own accord when he is done talking to Rick.  Rick &quot;inherited&quot; this property from his cousin, whom we beat up a significant amount last month and left in the hospital. I intend to help Cecil soon, I just need to make sure that we can at least have a civil conversation before I go back.  Something catches me off guard, Rick wants me to read another passage from the book.  I ask him why, why would he want me to do that again, what if something worse then a man shows up.  His reply, because your the only one who can read the damn book.  Note to self, blame the room for the magic effect and never cast another spell in front of people again. Why is that guy still here too? Does he honestly want to get involved in this too? &quot;Fine!&quot; I flip to a random page in the book and begin reading, I don&apos;t care what spell it could be, sap strength, un-heal, steal youth, it does not matter, I read.  &quot;There, you happy?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A faint clicking in the distance, heard down the tunnel, coming closer, closer. Clickity, clackity, clickity. The sound is coming closer.  It is the old man, not the one that just arrived, but the dead one.  His body deformed into something more arachnid his flesh is falling off in clumps leaving a very grim look on his face. Rick, and John both frozen in fear.  I step forward to confront my monstrosity and Lily leaps at it.  It goes down before it moves to far. Lily tackled the damn thing. and it crumbled to dust save a few large portions, I pick up the skull.  &quot;and that is what I deal with on a regular basis.&quot; Says Rick as he snaps out of his fright.  &quot;John can you put this in the pack with the frozen meat?&quot; He shakes his head, I sigh fine.  Rick suggests that we smash up the room, I could care...well, wait, no, this is a major magical find, capable of casting spells with no drain, this room could be useful in riding me of my condition.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I could say anything for or against the room though, Rick and company are already marching out the door, I keep the book and hide it while no one is looking as well as the old mans skull.  Don&apos;t judge me because I am creepy, this is knowledge, scary, nearly forbidden in a civil world knowledge, but knowledge none the less.  We get back to the house.  We rest for the day and go to bed.  I dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful woman stands before me with jet black hair dressed in a simple silk dress. We are in a room, a large room, a ball room, alone. Silk curtains adorn the windows. Chandeliers hang from the ceiling illuminating the room.  The night sky and cool air add a feeling of comfort.  I sit upon a throne at the far end, she approaches and holds out her hand, I stand up and go to her. We embrace and we begin to dance, the room if filled with all sorts of music and we dance, and we are happy. I rest peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, the house meets in the kitchen.  I decide to skip the &quot;desecrate the evil room of evil.&quot; mission and stay home, using the lame excuse that I didn&apos;t get enough sleep.  They go and grab a sledge from the garage, and other various tools.  They all go, that guy that showed up yesterday is still with us...Rick, do be careful.  Not all things you should be afraid of look unnatural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I head to my room and grab my pack.  I remove the skull and hide it somewhere in my room, closet?, pillow? where... Under...I head to the closet, grab an extra pillow case, and find some tape, the garage has duct.  I place the skull inside the bag and tape it to the underside of my bed, under the section that is closest to the wall, where it is most dark.  I will use the skull later. The book, I hide in an even more unlikely place, that secret I will keep to myself.  Heh, did I even take such a thing of power? No, I left it in the cave, I don&apos;t want power such as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to use that computer, John seems so adept at it, why can&apos;t I be?  I put on my disguise and sit down.  Where is the &apos;any&apos; key?  This is by far the most difficult thing ever ancient runes, are child&apos;s play compared to typing in &quot;internet&quot; and not having it work.  I get aggravated and turn it off, there is a power button in the front, I have seen John use that. I can turn off a damn computer....no I can&apos;t. Lily laughs at me, she must have returned when I wasn&apos;t paying attention. I head up to my room, she follows, I ask if she could land on her feet like a cat and she is all to eager to show me and jumps off the balcony of the second floor, I enter my room and lock the door, sucker. She comes back up the stairs, and meows in front of my door scratching at it...how annoying, even in the next room.  I wonder if I should shoot her with bullets or fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick returns, covered in dust, obviously triumphant, nothing got them.  We sit down to lunch, I head out to the woods to practice using my damn gun, Rick does his kung-fu again.  John is talking on the computer, lucky bastard. Lily is doing Lily things, pest.  That new guy, is still here.  I shoot, everyone stops doing their things and comes to me.  Can&apos;t a guy get peace?  Rick scorns me for attacking the trees, I show him that nothing happens, they are not the problem, they never were, he has admitted to being hopped up on drugs when he saw his horrible tree visions. Why should I be afraid....I should have shot the deer when it showed up.  I almost spent up all of my ammunition, luckily I have other things to practice.  Eventually everyone gets bored and leaves, Lily, after a few threats as well.  Late in the day, I return, eat supper with the group and head to bed.  I dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A room, much smaller then the ball room.  I rest on a large bed, comfortable.  Transparent silk hangs off of the side, candles burning on various counters and dressers and perfume hangs in the air, a wonderful scent of fruit and lavender. The same beautiful woman appears, wearing a robe, but not for long is she clothed.  She climbs into bed with me.  She must be thanking me for something, and I will let her.  She is free now, free of those confines of cave room.  It is a wonderful night, we are happy. I rest peacefully.</description>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;width:600px; border: 1px solid black; text-align:center; background-color:#FFD87F&quot;&gt;	&lt;h2&gt;The Everything Test&lt;/h2&gt;	There are many different types of tests on the internet today. Personality tests, 	purity tests, stereotype tests, political tests. But now, there is &lt;i&gt;one test to rule them all&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Traditionally, online tests would ask certain questions about your musical tastes or clothing for a stereotype, your experiences for a purity test, or deep questions for a personality test.We&apos;re turning that upside down - all the questions affect all the results, and we&apos;ve got some innovative results too! Enjoy :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;table width=&quot;550&quot; style=&quot;margin-left:25px&quot;&gt;	&lt;tr&gt;		&lt;td width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;			&lt;table width=&quot;100%&quot; style=&quot;border:1px solid black; background-color:#FFECBF&quot;&gt;				&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align:center&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;				&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align:center&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You are more &lt;b&gt;logical&lt;/b&gt; than emotional, more &lt;b&gt;concerned about others&lt;/b&gt; than concerned about self, more &lt;b&gt;atheist&lt;/b&gt; than religious, more &lt;b&gt;dependent&lt;/b&gt; than loner, more &lt;b&gt;lazy&lt;/b&gt; than workaholic, more &lt;b&gt;traditional&lt;/b&gt; than rebel, more &lt;b&gt;engineering mind&lt;/b&gt; than artistic mind, more &lt;b&gt;cynical&lt;/b&gt; than idealist, more &lt;b&gt;leader&lt;/b&gt; than follower, and more &lt;b&gt;introverted&lt;/b&gt; than extroverted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for specific personality traits, you are &lt;b&gt;adventurous&lt;/b&gt; (90%), &lt;b&gt;greedy&lt;/b&gt; (68%), &lt;b&gt;intellectual&lt;/b&gt; (67%).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;			&lt;/table&gt;		&lt;/td&gt;	&lt;/tr&gt;	&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;table width=&quot;550&quot; style=&quot;margin-left:25px&quot;&gt;	&lt;tr&gt;		&lt;td width=&quot;250&quot;&gt;			&lt;table width=&quot;100%&quot; style=&quot;border:1px solid black; background-color:#FFECBF&quot;&gt;				&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align:center; border-bottom:1px solid black&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stereotypes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;				&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Geek&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Old Geezer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;83%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Punk Rock&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;53%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;			&lt;/table&gt;		&lt;/td&gt;		&lt;td width=&quot;50&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;		&lt;td width=&quot;250&quot;&gt;			&lt;table width=&quot;100%&quot; style=&quot;border:1px solid black; background-color:#FFECBF&quot;&gt;				&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align:center; border-bottom:1px solid black&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life Experience&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;				&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;38%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Substances&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Travel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;			&lt;/table&gt;		&lt;/td&gt;	&lt;/tr&gt;	&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;table width=&quot;550&quot; style=&quot;margin-left:25px&quot;&gt;	&lt;tr&gt;		&lt;td width=&quot;250&quot; style=&quot;border:1px solid black; background-color:#FFECBF&quot;&gt;			&lt;b&gt;Politics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			Your political views would best be described as &lt;b&gt;Liberal&lt;/b&gt;, whom			you agree with around &lt;b&gt;27%&lt;/b&gt; of the time.		&lt;/td&gt;		&lt;td width=&quot;50&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;		&lt;td width=&quot;250&quot; style=&quot;border:1px solid black; background-color:#FFECBF&quot;&gt;			&lt;b&gt;Socioeconomic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			Your attitude toward life best associates you with &lt;b&gt;Working Class&lt;/b&gt;.			You make more than &lt;b&gt;0%&lt;/b&gt; of those who have taken this test,			and &lt;b&gt;52%&lt;/b&gt; less than the U.S. average.&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;/td&gt;	&lt;/tr&gt;	&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;table width=&quot;550&quot; style=&quot;margin-left:25px&quot;&gt;	&lt;tr&gt;		&lt;td width=&quot;100%&quot; style=&quot;border:1px solid black; background-color:#FFECBF&quot;&gt;			If your life was a movie, it would be rated &lt;b&gt;PG-13&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;			By the way, your hottness rank is &lt;b&gt;60%&lt;/b&gt;, hotter than &lt;b&gt;85%&lt;/b&gt; of other test takers.		&lt;/td&gt;	&lt;/tr&gt;	&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;a href=&quot;http://tss.skcusome.com/take.php?id=eay&quot; style=&quot;color:purple&quot;&gt;TAKE THE TEST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://tss.skcusome.com&quot;&gt;thatsurveysite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet I am more lazy then a workaholic, but i am stuck in the working class.  I am a liberal, whom I don&apos;t agree with, and I am pretty, not hot, just another pretty face.</description>
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  <description>Krunk and Tweed leave Banff.  We not want to be hurt by strange man that wants to hurt Tweed.  Friends still gone, hope they come back soon.  They gone to fight Nazis.  When Tweed and Krunk leave Banff strange man find us.  He say that he didn&apos;t know what we were doing and he will fix it.  He say &quot;Quick way, or with friends.&quot; and pulls out a sword.  Tweed say friends. Man wave his hand and all goes black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krunk feel weird, then again, Krunk always feel weird, Krunk can&apos;t feel.  All is black, strange, quiet.  Then, Krunk with Tweed again, we are in a room, there is C-friend and T-friend.  S-friend is missing, C-friend say she still fighting Nazis, S-friend is hero!  But, why C-friend and T-friend here and not with S-friend.  How did friends get here?  Friends say this room is hot, Krunk can&apos;t tell, Krunk can&apos;t feel. T-friend say to open door, and he hide behind it, strange friend, if Krunk open door to fast, T-friend get smushed.  Krunk see castle, and fire, lots of fire, C-friend say we are in Hell.  Krunk not understand, we in Banff.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make our escape.  We are in a castle, on top of a high tower.  We must leave, want to find S-friend and leave place.  Krunk must get angel in Calgary still for Krunk&apos;s god. Krunk can&apos;t do it from here. Krunk lost again...  We climb down tower and enter room, it has 2 boxes in it.  C-friend try to open, she says it to hot, T-friend say to smash them open, Krunk can do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-friend is coughing up blood, Krunk did something bad again didn&apos;t he...  Krunk get rid of boxes that leak green clouds. Urgh!!  Er...Krunk leave boxes, and get rid of friends.  Boxes bad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We climb down more, let T-friend rest, he fixes faster now, that good.  Grenade man from Calgary was mean, maybe made T-friend practice fixing so much that he fix fast.  Hmm...If Krunk practice fixing maybe Krunk fix faster! We come to an empty room.  Krunk put T-friend into bed of ash.  Let him rest more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everybody fixed we move again.  Krunk is in front for some reason, oh well, Krunk leader now! ^_^  Tweed left earlier to explore.  He downstairs at the bottom of tower now and he....ARRRGGGHHHH!!!! Summoning Circle! Tweed in danger!  Must run...fast..oh..too late he in it.  Krunk not let him leave then.  T-friend say he hate all this walking, he use magick and disappear again, where did he go?  C-friend stay at door of tower.  Krunk bad leader, can&apos;t keep track of friends.  Tweed is in circle, C-friend at tower door.  T-friend and S-friend both missing.  Right now, Krunk save Tweed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tweed see something in circle, Krunk not going to investigate, Krunk avoid circle, Krunk not forget circle here, krunk avoid like...like...many T-friends with guns!  Krunk see T-friend, he at top of tower again, why he there?  Tweed tell me there are statues behind Krunk, Tweed right, big ones, 3 times the size of Krunk, Krunk not fight those.  After sometime Krunk and friends at circle, Krunk and not Tweed friends stay off of circle.  Tweed still on, Krunk explain that statues could come to life if Tweed leave circle, in fact, statues could be alive now.  Friend not believe, Krunk show them, Krunk stand still....very still...not move...not move...very bored...still not move.  There friends believe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We carefully let Tweed leave, statues not move, good.  We explore more castle.  We find throne room. There are 4 doors.  We look in one door, nothing. Krunk look in another door, lots of people dancing, good party, very nice...then nothing, dirty room, bones, ash..not nice.  We look in another door.  Armor men come out, this bad, Krunk ready to fight, but, Armor men not, they fall apart into dust when they hit Krunk, strange.  Tweed tired, he sit in throne.  This bad.  Light surround Tweed, Krunk try to save, but Light bands eat Krunks hand, Krunk smash it off!  Tweed bleed from eyes light hurts him so much, and from forehead.  Light goes away, Krunk missing hand.  This bad...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-friend opens door, more armor men, T-friend have confidence, he put out chest.  He get cut and fall down.  These armor men ready to fight, good, Krunk ready to fight with ONE HAND!~  Krunk beat armor men, and we rest some more.  T-friend like to rest.  Krunk want to dance like people in one room, it looked neat.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Feb 2007 15:54:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A sad day for me.</title>
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  <description>Well, it turns out this is the second week in a row now that we have not gamed.  I am suffering here, WITHDRAWL!  Gasp! Drying up...can&apos;t go on...Must....must...annoy roomates until gaming comences! Yes, that is a good plan!  Or...not.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing both Tozetre and Sparky GM again though has brought a beam of light into my life again, since I had to leave Butters Cebo Zook game because he was moved I have had a dull dull day, which, according to most people is everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been also reading alot of Bleach and listening to War of the Worlds.  They have been making think of horrible things. Like wanting to GM myself again.  A few things have been on my mind for GMing ideas.&lt;br /&gt;-zombie survivor&lt;br /&gt;-war of the worlds&lt;br /&gt;-Bleach&lt;br /&gt;-Space (Tozetre can be blamed for this one, the TPRPG was doing good)&lt;br /&gt;-Secret Spies and espionage&lt;br /&gt;-Fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...with my messed up schedule, this does not seem to be happening anytime this century.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Feb 2007 17:17:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>And here I thought it was gray</title>
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