Recent content by The Hairminator

I'll read all of it once I'm sober, but I can already say I'm probably going to join this party. Because it's Donkey.

While I'm not a player I read it and did indeed understand it. I also noticed your rather direct parallels to the Roman Empire; as well as introducing a new(?) computation of time, known only as in the year of our lord; are you also introducing Christianity into this universe or does it simply...

Holy shit guys. This is probably the most dedication to an RP I have seen. I admire your stubborness, and at the same time feel flattered that you would carry on with my old RP. Been about a year and a half now. I'll see about submitting a character.

You will probably be able to run ARMA 3 without problems as far as the graphics card goes. The card listed as minimum is older than the one you have.

I remember trying to get the my friends together for Halo on quite a few occasions. It bored them fairly quick since I was dominating more or less the entire time due to my friends' general inexperience with console shooters. Thus I became PC-LAN person, having jolly evenings with my friends...

Garth needed only cast one look at the amount of coins lying on the table to understand what the boy had been in such a rush about. It couldn't be helped, the boy was already out the door and would most like be a few blocks away by the time Garth would get to his tired feet. He sighed deeply...

Double post, disregard.

This smells like a trap. Why am I not 20 miles away from this dump already? Garth had suffered a trespasser in his room the other night. He had been drinking heavily, for sure, but the note had been real. Hadn't it? Maybe I am going crazy after all, like the men on the ship thought? Garth...

Shit shit shit- why me? Not a few days ago Eric had been running for his life from the infected.. zombies. Because that was what they were, he supposed. When he had reached the mansion he tfigured the worst part was over, yet now this Moses guy wanted to fling him back out into the shit? The...

While I feel a bit more info wouldn't hurt, the premise sounds promising to say the least. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Name: Mike Nylund Age: 23 Appearance: Tall and lean, Mike has been said to resemble a scarewcrow. A closer inspection will however show a hard body, covered with...

I see. It's still an extremely wague premise.

What were we doing at our offices before? What is the business of 'Security inc.'? I figure we must at least have some idea after working there for 6 months.

This will serve as a placeholder for a character that I have in my head already, but that I will write down when I'm less tired.

If I know my zombie apocalypses right the weapon shop will already have been looted to bits. And you don't want to be trapped there empty handed. I would say go to Hardware store first, then gun shop, then groceries, and ditch the sport's shop (I suppose you mean accessories like american...