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Topic: Bring Me That Horizon Q&A
Subject: Origami - I think that's Spanish for goose...
Nifty! I'll check out Roll20 in just a bit... 
Posted on 2018-01-03 at 15:50:33.
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Topic: Bring Me That Horizon
Subject: Round One. FIGHT!!!
Tuesday, June 3rd, 1670 a.d., Tortuga Bay Settlement (Ile de la Tortue), roughly 12:01 P.M..; The Rub of Del Monte
"Tha'll be far enough, ye poxy f**k," Fin growls, his pistol aimed unwaveringly between the ominous African's eyes.
Kidane's upper lip curls away in a feral snarl and with a jarring step he halts.
"Scuttlebutt has it yer lookin' ta kill me, Kidane," Fin continues, his storm-hued gaze ticks meaningfully to the man's cronies, "Don' think ye c'n do it yerself, then?"
"Yer death be somet'ing we've all been lookin' forward to, Crowe," Kidane growls, "but it is I who will kill you this day, or are you such a coward that you dare not face me as a man?" Slowly, methodically, as if to drive a point home, Temesgen Kidane places his right hand on the hilt of his saber.
Questionin' me honor, is it?, A chuckle of disbelief accompanies the widening of Crowe's sneer. "Been called a lot o' things since I killed yer boyfriend, LeRoux," the Sun Dog's quartermaster returns along the barrel of his pistol, "Murderer. Thief. Pirate," With each word, the pistol dips lower, "But I've never been named coward." At that last, the pistol's lock was released and the weapon slid back into the sash at Fin's waist.
"Th' same can't be said fer you, eh, Kidane," Fin mocks as his hand releases the pistol and finds the hilt of his cutlass, "What wit' yer bringin' yer doxies there ta a man-ta-man fight?"
If Kidane made a reply, it was lost to Fin's ears; drowned out by the metallic hiss of his blade clearing it's scabbard and slicing through the air towards the African's right wrist.
((OOC: Okay, let's do this! The "intent" here is to lop off Kidane's hand (and/or worse), if not, though, so be it, the fight is on regardless. If possible, Fin will also pull his dirk with his free hand, either during or immediately after his initial swing.))
Posted on 2018-01-02 at 11:28:22.
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Topic: Bring Me That Horizon Q&A
Subject: Sweet! I'm not dead...
...yet! 
Happy New Year, ye lot of scurvy scalawags! Post from Fin by day's end, I hope.
I have metrics to run and 2017 activities to wrap up for work but, with luck, that won't take too long.
Posted on 2018-01-02 at 08:48:07.
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Topic: Bring Me That Horizon Q&A
Subject: Me too!
I'm anxious to find out if Fin's gotten himself killed.
Posted on 2017-12-30 at 14:59:48.
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Topic: *creak*
Subject: *ka-jinglety-friggin-POUNCE*
MELUI!!!!!!! It's YOU!!!!
So many words I can't possibly speak them all as they're all trying to get out at once and tying my tongue into knots!!!
Posted on 2017-12-21 at 10:35:55.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I didn't forget...
...rather, I imagined that this bit transpired just as Wyatt got to the bar. Sam's aware of Wyatt's presence, of course, but, as he's doing his best to "fill Miss Will's tiny little slippers," he's trying to get as much info and some of the hagglin' out of the way before botherin' th' Cap with it.
Following Potter's reply to Sam's last question, I can see the pilot offering a nod (and maybe a grunt), then, over his shoulder, saying something along the lines of; "So whaddya think, Wyungsung? Mr Potter here's lookin' ta get hisself, a couple o' his puhn yohs, an' some gear off world... *blahblahblah*..."
Posted on 2017-12-07 at 09:59:51.
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Topic: Need Massive Help
Subject: The easiest thing...
...would be to use Google Docs. It supports both formats, so you just open the wps and resave as a doc (or docx, or whatever it is now).
Posted on 2017-12-07 at 07:51:08.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Not much it is!
There's a bit from Sam to keep the negotiations rolling.
How far is it from Whitefall to Pegasus, anyway? I'm having trouble finding a reference... Just wondering what a reasonable price might be to request from Potter and company.
Posted on 2017-12-01 at 10:51:20.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Business as unusual
Another sip of the whiskey brought Dash's eyes back to Potter, then, and he lifted a curious brow; "What's yer cargo, puhn yoh?"
Mr. Potter looked over at the Captain and back at Sam. Sam noticed the bulge in the gentleman's side denoting a shoulder holster and the pilot would have bet good money it was a small service pistol from the war. Just something this man screams efficient but not showy.
"Myself, three passengers, one being an older man., plus some equipment, tools and the like, and a number of hydrogen fuel cells about ten maybe," Potter replied quietly, "Going to Pegasus."
"Pegasus, huh," Sam said, mentally calculating fuel consumption, flight time, and distance to the moon, "Fairly decent haul, an', I reckon we got bunks enough." The pilot tossed back the remains of his whiskey then and, as he slid the empty glass to the server's side of the counter in an unspoken request for a refill, he offered the ailing man a nod; "If'n ya c'n pay, Mr. Potter, I figger we c'n get ya where ya wanna go."
"When you looking to leave," Potter asked, then, "I have some business to take care of but tomorrow night is looking really shiny. Suoyou de dou shidang?"
"Hmmm," Dash answered, rubbing at a whisker stubbled cheek as he considered the question, "Can't say fer sure. We got some business ta tie up wit' Eagle-Eye, need ta get Roc fueled up an' look ta provisions - ‘specially as we gonna be takin' on you an' yours, Things go smooth, though, da yeh (sir), I ain't seein' as where t'morrow night'll be a problem,"
Dash's attention is diverted for a second by the barkeep's return. He offers the man an appreciative nod as his drink is refilled, then, reclaiming his glass and indulging in a sip, he turned his eyes back to Potter. "How ya lookin' ta pay?"
Posted on 2017-12-01 at 10:47:48.
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Topic: Bring Me That Horizon Q&A
Subject: P.S. I guess
If Kidane doesn't at least pause, I suppose, Fin won't have much of a choice but to shoot... Reality Bites, after all.
Also - sorry that took so long... have had far less "free time" lately than I'd imagined I would.
Posted on 2017-12-01 at 10:02:58.
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Topic: Bring Me That Horizon
Subject: Long time, no see.
Tuesday, June 3rd, 1670 a.d., Tortuga Bay Settlement (Ile de la Tortue), roughly 11:36 A.M.; The Rub of Del Monte
Clanking of iron cups and clay plates mingle with the murmur of the street orchestra and the occasional cry of a raven, but steely eyes find no sign of Kidane by the time the quartermaster's meal of pork, cheese, and bread is brought. The waif of a girl accepts the hard man's money and vanishes back through the doors without a word. Flies immediately set upon the savory meat requiring Fin's attention to shoo them away. Just as he is about to start cutting at the stringy, pinkish brown meat, Crowe notices the whole of Splotchy-Face's table rise and with deliberate intent not to look his way, the group of them make their way from the balcony. Bursting laughter is only partially subdued as the doors close; laughter Fin Crowe is fairly certain did not originate with that crew. Left at their table are plates with unfinished food attracting more flies and a black feathered bird with a fierce black beak. The raven hops from the balcony rail to the table and shifts closer to the plates while keeping a close eye on the nearest humans. Hunger pains remind Fin that he hasn't eaten in a few hours and food is before him enticing his senses.
Fin's approach to his own plate is, at first, much like the raven's approach to the dishes abandoned by Splotchy-Face and his cohorts - cagey and concerned more with the people around him than the food itself. After a moment, though, the quartermaster's rumbling gut overrules his caution and he tucks in to the meal with relish. Bread makes for a decent sop drawing in the last of the pork juices on the plate and carrying them to the sailor's mouth. Chewing slowly, Fin catches the doors to the balcony opening in a blink of an eye announcing the arrival of a very large African marked by scarification, brands, and tattoos. His head is shaved bald and acts as a canvas for a blend of each of these marks. His eyes are black pearls set in deep seas, narrow, and filled with cruelty. The muscles in his neck and shoulders are well pronounced and just by gauging quickly, Fin estimates that the man is nearly twice as broad as he is and a head taller. There's no need to scour his memories for this one. This is Kidane in all of his brutal glory.
"Hm," Crowe murmurs (or, perhaps, growls) around a mouthful of sop-bread as he assesses the shark-eyed African, Th' more things change, he muses, not for the first time today, as he swallows that last morsel and pushes the plate away, As he wipes his mouth on his sleeve, memories of beatings he had suffered at Kidane's hands when he was a boy flood through Fin; every scar and fracture left by the man veritable burned with recollection, stoking the coals of his festering, deep-seeded hatred for Temesgen Kidane into a roaring furnace,
Kidane is not alone. Pausing only to expertly assess the situation on the balcony, LeRoux's right hand man immediately strides towards Fin's table while his five fellows hang back a little.
,As he gets to his feet, Crowe's arm falls away from his mouth to reveal what might be described as an almost predatory smile. His other hand had pulled a pistol from his sash and, as he reaches his full height, he thumbs back the lock, extends his arm, and aims the weapon purposefully between the black man's eyes. "Tha'll be far enough, ye poxy f**k," he rumbles past a savagely calm sneer.
((OOC: Assuming (hoping?) Kidane stops his advance))
"Scuttlebutt has it yer lookin' ta kill me, Kidane," Fin continues, his storm-hued gaze ticks meaningfully to the African's cronies, "Don' think ye c'n do it yerself, then?"
Posted on 2017-12-01 at 09:50:45.
Edited on 2017-12-01 at 10:00:28 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Google Drive
Is basically "online" storage and (if you also utilize GoogleDocs) document creation. Think of it as "Word in the Cloud," I suppose... You can create/save docs on one device (i.e. phone, tablet, computer) and access/edit them from another. I've begun to drift away from Word and go almost exclusively to Google, myself.
Pretty decent amount of storage, plus, Google Docs is a really decent editor. All you need is a Google account.
Posted on 2017-11-29 at 07:37:42.
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Topic: Bring Me That Horizon Q&A
Subject: Ooooooooooo!!!!
Somebody's gonna get shot... or stabbed... or walk away missing an ear or not being able to **** anymore or something!
I hope it's not Fin!
I'm re-reading, now, and hope to have a post a bit later today... I may have some questions, but, if I do, I'll get with you via txt, messenger, or something.
Posted on 2017-11-29 at 07:33:19.
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Topic: Bring Me That Horizon
Subject: Are ya eyeballin' me, boy-o?
Low conversation from the next table drifts tantalizingly close to being comprehensible but is carried away on the wind and drowned in the cacophony of the street. Left to his smoking, Fin cannot help but be lost in his dark thoughts. After what seems like an eternity of basking in the flavor of tobacco and the sticky breeze that lazily kisses his bronzed skin, the Dog's quartermaster is drawn from his reverie to the doors as they spit out the waif of a girl with a tin mug in hand practically spilling over with frothing beer.
Thunk, splosh, the mug is set before him almost too late as the wench spins about and quickly makes her way back inside. Perhaps luck is smiling on the foul-tempered man, or maybe his God-given instincts for self-preservation are at play, either way, as she leaves his table Fin's narrow eyes are drawn to a table near the other end of the balcony.
Five men occupy the seats and ten eyes appear to be fixed upon him right up to the moment when his two meets theirs. Quite suddenly, the five men find their conversation, drinks, and the settlement's skyline more interesting than the quartermaster. One, a wide-faced individual with ruddy features and a shaggy mane of dishwater blonde hair, braves another glance Fin's way and though it is furtive, the quartermaster is fairly certain that there's recognition behind that gaze.
Again, Fin Crowe searches his memory for the identity of the man and once again, he cannot place him. To the best of his recollection, Splotchy-Face is an unknown.
Though the gazes from the table at the other end of the balcony were surreptitiously diverted when his own eyes met theirs, Fin's stare wasn't as quick to veer away. A tight-lipped smirk plays on his features as he reaches for his beer, disappearing only for an instant when he lifts the mug to his mouth and pours a healthy swallow down his throat. Even then, over the rim of the mug, Crowe's defiant glare frames the five men, daring them to look his way once more,
((OOC: Should any of them do so, Fin will not look away; instead, he's more like to snarl out a challenge along the lines of "Th' bloody hell ya lookin' at, ya cannon-corkin' mast mugger(s)?",Otherwise,))
,He unceremoniously plunks the mug back onto the table, its place at his lips taken, again, by the still smoldering stub of his cigarillo. His storm-colored eyes remain locked on Splotchy-Face and his crew for a moment longer, the fingertips of his right hand playing lightly on the butt of the pistol tucked in his sash as he subtly shifts his weight in the seat. Then, not deeming it wise to keep his gaze in one place overlong, Fin exhales a cloud of smoke into the air, dismissing the table of five as his eyes and ears return to their surveillance.
((OOC: Fin hasn't completely dismissed his "fan club," of course, He's keenly aware of them and has mentally put them near the top of possible perceived threats. That aside, he selected this spot in order to keep an eye peeled for Kidane (and, also, to "find a prize"), so that's what he's back to, watching and waiting (for both food and trouble).))
Posted on 2017-11-14 at 10:43:11.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: "Eagleeye" Sarafina...
...is our "host."
If I'm not mistaken, the pregnant girl is one of his people.
Posted on 2017-11-14 at 07:24:58.
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Topic: Bring Me That Horizon Q&A
Subject: Yarr an yoho!
Post coming in the morning.
Posted on 2017-11-13 at 18:04:59.
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Topic: Map Making Site, Easy to Use
Subject: Spiffy!!!
Thanks for sharing, Dungeon Goat!
Just checked it out, myself, and it's pretty darn cool! I still prefer to do my maps by hand (either on paper or in photoshop) but can definitely see using this, as well... save myself some time and carpal tunnel syndrome, yes?
Edited your original post to make the url a clickable link, too.
+1
Posted on 2017-11-09 at 11:29:49.
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Topic: Genesis Q&A
Subject: O.O
Holy crap!!! I completely forgot about Talca!!!  
Thanks for the reminder, Nomad! I'll get my s#!t together and catch up, there, too!
Posted on 2017-11-09 at 08:21:00.
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Topic: Bring Me That Horizon Q&A
Subject: You bet!
My apologies, again, for the delay. Things shifted back into "hectic" there for a bit.
Interesting developments in that last post... should be fun to play with.
Posted on 2017-11-08 at 11:29:16.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Yeah...
...Sam won't much be happy about losing Miss Wil, neither.
Doc Young doesn't do that slinky yoga stuff in the cargo bay, by chance, does she?  *sighs* Yeah... I'll miss that, fer sure...
Posted on 2017-11-08 at 11:26:21.
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Topic: Genesis Q&A
Subject: Working on it...
Still a bit mired in the days old porridge that is RL but I am close to the edge of the bowl and look to haul myself out, very soon.
I promise I haven't forgotten you all... Just a better player than a GM (playing doesn't take as much organization, you see, and I've been known to be more than a little scatterbrained)... looking to have things in motion again shortly.
Posted on 2017-11-08 at 11:21:23.
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Topic: Bring Me That Horizon Q&A
Subject: Just a short one...
...as there's really not much else Fin can do but wait and watch at this point.
As noted in post, he'll be keeping his senses peeled for Kidane (and/or any possible minions/cohorts) but, per his position as quartermaster, will, also be low-key listening for any intel of use.
Also, should he happen to spy any hint of a slaver's mark on the barefoot, shaven-headed serving girl, he's like to form a fairly sour opinion of the establishment... and perhaps turn a thing or two to his advantage... *scheme, scheme, scheme*
Posted on 2017-11-06 at 09:33:04.
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Topic: Bring Me That Horizon
Subject: Here's The Rub
Tuesday, June 3rd, 1670 a.d., Tortuga Bay Settlement; The Rub Del Monte, roughly 11:29 A.M.
"We got pork on the spit an' beer on draft," the slip of a serving girl says without meeting Fin's eyes. "If'n ya want wine, we gots that too. There's fresh baked bread comin' outta the oven in a moment if yer so inclined t' wait, an' we've some goat's cheese if you like the bite of it.
"What'll it be, sir?"
Hard, narrowed eyes peer at the girl through the veil of smoke Fin had just blown into Tortuga's clinging air. "A bit o' the pork, cheese, an' bread, snippet," he rasps after a moment, his breath and a faint breeze teaming to dissipate the lingering smoke, "an' a mug o' yer beer. Ye can bring th' food when th' bread's done but I'll be takin' th' beer quick's ye can fetch it."
((OOC: Assuming nothing more from the girl than a positive response and her turning to go.))
The Sun Dog's quartermaster nods curtly at the serving girl's response, his eyes scouring her, as she turns to go, for any sign of a slaver's mark. He'd seen none as she had approached and, likely as not, given her station as a serving wench, any such brand would be in a place easily covered by blouse or skirt. Regardless, Fin looks, Fin always looks,
As the child skitters away, disappearing back into The Rub's interior, Fin draws on his smoke, again, and reclines into the chair in such a way as to balance its lopsided legs before letting his gaze, once more, sweep the bustling street below. Awaiting the serving girl's return, his eyes are keen for the appearance of a long-hated, familiar face and his hearing piqued for any other news of note that may waft from the crowd.
Posted on 2017-11-06 at 09:28:27.
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Topic: Bring Me That Horizon Q&A
Subject: Working on a post, now...
... My apologies for the delay. Looooooooooooooong week and busy weekend.
Posted on 2017-11-06 at 08:03:35.
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Topic: Bring Me That Horizon Q&A
Subject: Busy weekend...
...and busy morning at work.
Will do my best to post for Fin, today!
Posted on 2017-10-30 at 08:11:00.
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