Recent content by Deadyawn

Hey, uh, OP? I get the feeling you may have come to the wrong place if you're looking for people who casually flirt for fun. I don't know, I geuss my spider sense is just tingling is all. Anyway, I can't say I have any experience with what you're talking about. Y'know, bad with women, get...

I'm not so hot on bioware at the moment but that doesn't mean I want them to stop trying. Maybe they'll start making games that I like again. We'll just have to see. I think that they should make whatever the hell they feel like even if that thing is dragon age 3. I might not buy it, at least...

The pause menu. It's got pretty much everything you could ever need. Options, new game, restart, main menu and most importantly save/load. The things I could do with a quicksave feature.

Gonna have to go photon. They never fail to confuse the shit out of me (which should give you a pretty good indication of just how much I know about sub-atomic physics(not much)).

Yes, often. It's the only way I can be sure of an intelligent conversation. Also yes, I mercilessly ripped that off, shut ya face.

I don't like to think of it in terms of intelligence. It's more like everyobdy is stupid in their own unique way. That's probably the one uniting characteristic of humanity.

Michael appeared somewhat dismayed by the trade and Fishspear could sort of understand not wanting to lose a hat. He certainly didn't. He didn't empathise quite enough to consider giving it back though. "Are you sure this is the right way? I don't like being so exposed, what if there are...

Fishspear took the hat and examined it closely. He finally gave an approving look and stuffed it in his pack with his others. "Do you have a name? Can you write it?" Fishspear didn't really have a name in the traditional sense. He referred to himself as such but considering he couldn't...

So, he wanted to go to underworld then? Well, he hadn't shot at him or even drawn a gun. Hell, he'd been rather pleasant all things considered. Kind of strange but you meet all sorts. Frankly, Fishspear was extremely happy to have met such an amiable guy and was glad that he could help him. Of...

It's an interesting idea. Don't know how well it will pan out and personally I'm not interested right now because A) I already have blood money and B) I don't really want to play mini ninjas (whatever that is). Still, I think I'll keep an eye on it just in case something goes up that I want...

Fishspear had been to underworld on occasion. The ghouls didn't really seem to like much though, so it was very much like every other settlement in that respect. The Brotherhood of Steel though, that was a very different story. Fishspear certainly knew who they were but finding them...he...

Dirk stumbled into the barn and crumpled in a heap on the floor. He lay there, panting for a while before he managed to get his breathing under control. He was too tired to think straight and despite his efforts to marshall his thoughts he found that he simply couldn't and gave up. Sleep...

Fishspear waited, listening. The noise got louder. It was getting closer. It'd pass by the wall he was hiding behind any moment now. He aimed his pistol towards where it would be in a moment... A man sitting on a brahmin came into view. Fishspear relaxed somewhat and lowered his weapon. He...

Scratch one.

Dirk collapsed in silent agony as soon as they had a moment of peace. He checked his leg and sure enough it was bleeding again. The bandages were turning red from it. He cursed his luck that of all the possible injuries and assignments he could have gotten he'd gotten a leg wound and a job with...