(i.e. ‘I ate all he cookies in the house and lied about it with crumbs over my face’)
Military Sign Language
YES, this is very relevant to my interests…
HUGE pet peeve of mine, I see it a lot in TV shows. The troops are walking quietly toward their objective. The leader holds up his hand in the halt signal and then
"THE ENEMIES ARE OVER THERE GUISE"
The whole point of these hand signals is to be silent so the close range enemies you’re about to engage DON’T HEAR YOU GIVING COMMANDS
though why I’m still expecting sense out of tv shows I don’t even know
Darck literally smacked her palm into her forehead. In that motion that says ‘Could Have Had A V-8’ type of look. “Oh god, I’ve been so busy lately, it completely slipped my mind. God damn it, I am so sorry, Tai. Shit.”
She waved her hand in the air a moment, and reached to the side. Pulling open a drawer of her desk. “I actually have all the paper work in a folder for you already. I just have not organized it, and forgot to hand it too you. And, your timing is rather perfect.” Pulling a vanilla colored folder from the confines of the desk, she plopped it onto the solid surface, sliding it over towards the fennec. “Fill these out. And yes, external consultants and assistance is all right. Just try not to drag them into harms way if it can be avoided. We can not always pay for their injuries or consult their families if the worst happens.”
The fox stretches lazily, pulling a pen out of… somewhere, did he have it in his pocket? Didn’t look like it, but hey.
"Awesome, no paperwork to fill out ‘bout them? Saves me some trouble. No worries on the injuries front, they’re family’a mine." Now there’s a terrifying prospect - there are more of him? “Lessee. Name. S’always a good start.” Scribble, scritch - his handwriting is the kind of messy you have to work really hard to get, the careless-yet-perfectly-legible scrawl. “Known Aliases… Do I gotta list all’a them? Does it count if yer name’s a species’ word fer death?”
If you didn’t see complications with paperwork coming a mile off, you probably don’t know the fennec all that well.
Meaning that if my character angers your muse, it’s okay that yours reacts violently, especially if that is the nature of your character.
But you do not get to kill them without my permission.
Darck stared the Fennec down, one eyebrow twitching. Eyes narrowing slightly behind her purple sunglasses.
Why, of all people and creatures, and all the possibilities in the universe, it had to be this person. And yet, for some reason, it made sense. Considering what this guy could do, the level of talent and powers he had was on par with her own. Just in a different way.
Throwing both arms up, Darck groaned.
"Of course, it would have to be you. I should have seen that coming.”
"In fairness? Nobody ever sees me comin’. S’sorta my job." He’s rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.
"…If it makes ya feel any better I ain’t got any plans on doin’ it on purpose? So s’at least gonna be a screw-up rather’n a backstab." Pause. "Unless you were gonna fuck with my family, then it’d probably be a backstab. But ain’t like you’d admit it if y’were, so yeah, probably not intentional?”
“‘Course, if y’were gonna fuck with my family, knowin’ I’d betray you for it might make ya change your mind now, so maybe y’were better off decidin’ to do that ‘fore now…” And now he’s contemplating time paradoxes. “But then if y’changed yer mind, I wouldn’t be gettin’ you killed, an’ the thing wouldn’t go off, so y’wouldn’t have changed yer mind, so I’d getcha killed, so the thing’d go off, so you’d change yer mind, so…”
This is a loop that can go on forever it seems.
This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.
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Nickname: Tai, Tai Dai, Foxman
Birthday: April 24
Height: Like 5’11” I think?
Time zone: GMT
What time & date it is there: 06:39, July 31st 2014
What time & date it would be in Antarctica: Google it
Average hours of sleep I get each night: 5-8, depending.
RL OTP: Me and my diamond <3
Other OTPs: Lots. Usually not the standard ones either.
The last thing I Google’d was: ‘Nosgoth how to change class mid-match’
My most used phrase/s: ‘Doop doop’, ‘Well fuck that’, ‘Meow’ (in varying tones)
First word that comes to mind: Penis (I swear I’m not gay)
What I last said to a family member: ‘You take care of yourself, okay?’
One place that makes me happy and why: My bedroom. It’s mine, and lots of fond memories here.
How many blankets I sleep under: One, but I change which one depending on temperature.
Favourite beverage: Orange Lucozade
The last movie I watched in the cinemas was: I don’t really go to cinemas… probably Coraline for a date like, four years ago.
Three things I can’t live without: My girlfriend, my internet, chicken
Something I plan on learning: How to be an internet personality.
A piece of advice for all my followers: Socializing is a form of psychological warfare. Don’t be intimidated by this - it means there are tactics, there are ways to play smart and to ‘win’. It’s a lot easier to figure out how to deal with people when you stop trying to fathom how they think and start working out what their goals are, because working out their goals is how you work out how they think.
You all have to listen to this song: Shatter Me - Lindsey Stirling