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Can you tell I always take things literally? 
Buster wrote:Who's assigned to handling the shop's NPCs? Is anybody?
Cause Civ's been doing a lot of standing around waiting for one...
Yeah, that's kind of why I've been standing around, there is no way I would have been able to keep up with you guys out there. Plus I would be terrible at any kind of NPC control...Hotep the psychic wrote:Anyone can control store npcs except the jade dragon store. Thats my control.
Also id like to slow the posting speed some please because im having to catch up and u bet brent will have to too.
That was fantastic, many props to you.Hlaoroo wrote:1.) Currently it's 0.48 pounds to the Australian Dollar
2.) Given the maximum width of the Tasman Sea is 2200km and the maximum jump for an average kangaroo is 8m horizontally, it would take the average kangaroo going at full speed 275000 hops to cross the sea. This would take them approximately 39.3 hours at maximum speed of 56km/h.
3.) She seems fine to me. It'll be fun having her jumping at everything.
4.) No.
Or does she just mean he's a meathead?(!) Probably your interpretation.Deske wrote:Captain Hunk? Really? Really? Good to know you think he's "hunky."
Name: Sandy Ashcroft
Neighbourhood: RGV
Species: Golden Retriever Dog
Gender: Male
Age: 6 human years/21 pet years.
Appearance: As a retriever, Sandy is of a slightly larger than average build with mid-length golden fur which is almost slightly brown on his back, similar to the colour of a perfectly baked pie crust. His ears are floppy and his eyes are a deep, unfathomable brown. His gaze holds a certain intensity as a result of the struggles he's seen but his smile is friendly and welcoming and his tail is always wagging. His collar is old and worn leather, the original colour barely recognizable. The collar is tied at the back with a piece of string as he's grown out of it and had to improvise a solution so he could keep wearing it. He carries a dirty satchel in which he has his favourite tennis ball (his last reminder of home) and a lead, bone, diary and pen all of which are stolen, or "rescued" as Sandy prefers to think of it.
Personality/Back story: Sandy is a young golden retriever with a lisp who has the ability to control fire and heat. He's a stray who discovered his power late on the night of his third birthday (in human years) when he was upset after losing a game of monopoly to his rat friend, Holly, of whom his owner had no knowledge. Throwing a tantrum, he inadvertently launched a fireball from his paws which hit his curtains, setting the old, wooden farmhouse in which he lived alight. By the time the fire brigade got to the house, the place was well alight and his owner had perished as the house didn't have fire alarms and Sandy, panicking in the flames, hadn't managed to rouse him in time. Although Sandy was bewildered to find himself untouched by the flames, Holly also sadly perished. She was definitely not ready to move on though, especially with Sandy in such a state so she returned to him as a ghost to help and guide him. Although she knows nothing of magic and he knows nothing of ghosts, the two decide to flee the scene and start a new life, or in Holly’s case, afterlife. Sandy feared the worst if he was sent to a pound and the truth of his powers exposed so he kept himself hidden, living off his instincts and Holly’s guidance, until the fire and the farmhouse are forgotten amongst more recent news headlines. To all the world now, it’s as though Sandy and his owner never existed.
As Sandy and Holly have travelled, the retriever has grown and matured a lot but his lisp still remains. He's fit, strong and fast but his gentle nature remains and his favourite game is still “Fetch”. During his time on the road he's also learned a great deal of control over his power, mainly through trial and error, much to Holly's chagrin as, in her own words, "With your aim, if I weren't already dead, I'd be roasted Ratatouille!"
Now, it’s three (human) years to the day since that fateful night when Sandy discovered his powers and the dog is just looking for a home, somewhere where he and Holly can blend in and not fear the pound, the weather or the hunger. These days, although he hardly remembers his old owner he does still feel responsible for his and Holly’s deaths. He does his best not to let it get him down though. His struggles with this and with life as a stray with only Holly for company have caused him to develop a certain taste for sarcasm but it’s always in good fun.
Stats: S7, P5, E8, C6, I4, A6, L6,
Name: Holly
Neighbourhood: RGV
Species: Brown Rat
Age at time of death: 3 human years/21 rat years
Appearance: Even brown fur with medium-length whiskers, black eyes and pale pinkish-brown tail, ears and paws. Holly appears at first like any other rat. It's only on close examination that one can tell that she has a slight sheen and oh so slight translucency and it would take an observant pet to see that she casts no shadow nor leaves any pawprints.
Personality/Backstory: In life, Holly was a wild rat whose hole just happened to open in Sandy’s bedroom. As a kit she’d watched fascinated as Sandy as a young pup had played and grown in the room even as she played and grew in her nest. The two had remained separate, Sandy unaware of Holly’s existence until one day when Holly encountered her first ever rat trap. The trap had been set by Sandy’s owner but as soon as the retriever saw the rat pinned but uninjured in the trap his heart had gone out to her and he simply couldn’t stomach killing her. Instead the two of them devised a plan to make Sandy’s owner think that Holly had been killed, and an iron bond between them was formed. Nary a day went by that they didn’t spend hours together, talking, playing, exploring or just hanging out until that Sandy’s fateful third birthday and the night that changed their lives forever.
Just as Sandy learned about himself and his powers during their travels, so too did Holly, as being amongst the dead is not without its privileges. As a ghost she can make herself invisible and she can pass through solid objects with ease, although this took some practice at first, much to Sandy's amusement and Holly's embarrassment as she sustained sore noses and bent whiskers. She also has the ability to float as well as to teleport herself but this is the extent of her abilities, much to her disappointment.
Holly is a sarcastic and quick-witted rat but she’s also got an even temper and her heart is in the right place. She’s loyal to a fault and Sandy likes to describe her as having “The perthonality of thomeone eight feet tall but in an eight inch body. If you know Holly then you know when thse’th there and you know when thse’th not.”
Stats: S2, P5, E3, C7, I8, A8, L4
(There's actually 6 eggs, but I ran out of links) (There's actually 6 eggs, but I ran out of links) (There's actually 6 eggs, but I ran out of links) (There's actually 6 eggs, but I ran out of links) You know what else is biological impossible? A rabbit being able to produce and conduct lightning with his own paws.Buster wrote:Am i the only one who's even more confused after reading mickey's explanation? that should be biologically impossible. being awake requires the conscious mind to be fully active, REM sleep requires it to be fully dormant, they're mutually exclusive states.
Unless their power somehow either mitigates or repairs the inevitable brain damage from their conscious mind being unable to properly rest, they should be dead. and if it does, they should just not sleep, not go into... whatever convoluted state she just described.
(There's actually 6 eggs, but I ran out of links)
I'm female.Legotron123 wrote:It could be worse. She could've just said, "it's magic, I don't have to explain it."
(There's actually 6 eggs, but I ran out of links) In the real world, where Retlaw was knocked out cold, Rig was close enough to magical field for his words to be projected into his dream. It was magical. Literally.Deske wrote:"These two should learn how to control their power. This is the second time they've fallen unconscious. Well, I suppose it could be worse."
(There's actually 6 eggs, but I ran out of links) (There's actually 6 eggs, but I ran out of links)
