Do this.

Dead Fantasy 2.

If anybody ever asks what I see when I'm writing fight scenes for Hybrid Theory (and other works) its basically this. Non-stop.

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Epsilon

Alicia Devries looked at the prisoner in the leather jumpsuit with the LT patch. He had apparently awoken according to the guard she'd set here. She'd
been trying to scan him for days but every scan indicated anomalous results. Sometimes he wasn't even there at all according to the instruments. Her hands
had an interesting time trying to pull of his gloves, or his armor or his helmet trying to touch bare skin for telepathy. It kept evading her as distance was
apparently arbitrary to his armor.

Tisiphone kept babbling something about the mark of the Stormsdaughter who was rumored to have died over aeons ago. The Stormsdaughter was apparently a
goddess. The gods were apparently not as dead as Tisiphone believed.

Megarea's technological scans had not been much help. She was even blind to the prisoner's presence at first until Alecto recalibrated her sensors. Now
she saw a rabbit where Alicia had seen an armored sentient.

When Doug woke up, he noted the sight of iron bars, and four stone walls. The jailors had oddly left him his helmet and his armor and had only taken his
motorcycle.

The alert beeped and Alicia came to see her 'guest'.

Doug just dropped into magesight to gather as much information as he could out of his apparent jailor and surroundings.

"You're the Three. " Doug blurted as he saw the three separate triple helixes encapsulated in one body.

Alicia and Megarea inquired at the same time.

Doug had kneeled while this conversation was going on.

"Forgive me, Holy Ones for my invading this your sanctuary. "Doug hoped it was a sanctuary and not the afterlife of the Three. He hadn't gotten
killed gating through had he?" "With your leave I will gather my belongings and depart, and upon my soul I swear that I shall disturb you no further.
"

Alicia Devries raised her eyebrows.

"Knowing is half the battle." Yeah, great. But what's the other half?

http://www.pvponline.com/2008/03/22/safety-first-kids/]PvP has the answer...
--
Rob Kelk
"Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose
them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of
the same sovereign, servants of the same law."

- Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012

Per Valles, I'm posting the basic 'costume loadout' for a Mag. There's five of them now, I think they get to be a 'type'. This is the
'Basic Mag', the prototypical Ice Tanker. Salt and Pepper to taste.

Colors are either Legendary Blue or White White.

Body Type: Huge

Height: The Original Mag is approx 5' 9". Height is an easy variable - the design depends mostly on the 'huge' body type, as opposed to a
specific height.

Head: Half Helmets

Face: Face 9

No pattern

Helmet: Round

Stripe 4 pattern

Detail 1: Aviator

Detail 2: Cigar

Helmet Detail 1: Small Trojan Vent

Helmet Detail 2: Aural Shield

Uper Body: Armored

Chest: Tech Wired

Sharp pattern

Shoulder: Smooth

Chest Detail: Bullseye

Gloves: Large Robotic

Tech pattern

Belt: tech tactical

Lower Body: armored

Armor: Tech Banded

Sharp pattern

Boots: banded

Boots: Tech Crey

Stripe pattern

Scales (numerical value expressing percent, 0 is full left/minimum, 100 is full right/maximum)

head 100 075 100

brow 080 080 100

cheek 070 000 050

chin 100 100 100

cranium 100 075 100

jaw 100 000 100

nose 100 100 000

Body

Physique 100

chest 090

shoulders 100

waist 070

hips 075

legs 000Wire Geek - Burning the weak and trampling the dead since 1979

Seriously, this is
hilariously bad.

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Epsilon

A rather amusing review of the Paladin of Shadows series by John Ringo - it's actually fairly well-balanced and comes off as a guy telling you how both bad
it is and how much a guilty pleasure it is:

http://hradzka.livejournal.com/194753.html#cutid1

But I'm still not reading it. ^_^

Stephnie has joined the ranks of the elvels 50's. Yea! When's a good day to get together, and celebrate?

We are happy to announce that Stephnie is merely two bubbles away from 50. Whoo!

After we finished Positron last night, several of us gathered to run the first Strike Force in City of Villains: the Tarikoss SF.

Lady Nogitsune gathered many disparate villains, mostly Brutes, but including one Corruptor and a Stalker, to provide the much-needed muscle to prevent the
awakening of Bat'Zul. Nogitsune was aware of the betrayal Tarikoss intended, but went along with it anyway, to prevent the destruction of one of her
favorite massage parlors in Æon City.

This was a refreshing change of pace, as we finished it in under two hours. The only way it could have been faster is if Ankhani, our stalker, had access to
teleportation ability.

Bat'Zul himself went down remarkably fast once we began to fight, but the fire and earth controlly/dommy mobs all over were a little tough on us.
''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat
them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.''

-- James Nicoll

http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/20 ... 125344.htm

Neat, yes?