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Scars seem so pointless nowadays

Started by Sarandosil, August 19, 2007, 10:25:58 AM

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Sarandosil

Quote from: Elven Doritos (for a nominal fee)As it should be.

Though if people weren't lazy, it'd be ElDo...

You hear me, people?!

:P

Capitalizing in the middle of a word is unnatural. You shall be refered to as El Do from now on.

Elven Doritos

Quote from: Stargate525Yes, oh revered Lord of the Chips.

And when are you gonna give us a new comic page, eh?!

Patience will be rewarded.
Oh, how we danced and we swallowed the night
For it was all ripe for dreaming
Oh, how we danced away all of the lights
We've always been out of our minds
-Tom Waits, Rain Dogs

Sarandosil

Quote from: Elven Doritos (for a nominal fee)Patience will be rewarded.

If we accept the premises

a)Stuff happens

and

b)It takes some measure of time for stuff to go from the state of Not Happened Yet to Happened

then we can easily see that

c)The longer you wait, the more stuff has Happened

Thus we easily see that if you ever want to accomplish stuff, you only need wait.

Cantus

:ontopic:

Though I don't got any scars of note, a friend of mine does diving for the police a couple of counties over, and actually got hit with a .22 in the gut by a fleeing criminal trying to slow down the police that were chasing him.  Collateral damage, though it might have been, it still beats most scar stories.

beejazz

I gots one on my thumb it looks like. I was cutting some pita for a hummus salad at work. I got careless and cut myself. At the time, it was a rather spectacular wound, bleeding down to my elbow and after being bandaged and gloved, filling the glove up with red. At least until someone who knew what he was doing took a look at it. Now it's just a little red spot.
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QuoteI don't believe in it anyway.
What?
England.
Just a conspiracy of cartographers, then?

MBene

I was greatly marked to be the avatar of some spear wielding deity, destined to lead countless legions in a holy war against His enemies.  Odin, perhaps?  I know not, but the spear-head scar on my arm is proof enough.

It is most definately NOT due to an accident with a heat-gun and an irate mother.
Callsign: Blaze

Works in Progress (Campaigns/Others, Links pending)

1. Erdur, Darkening Lands - Traditional D&D setting with humans only.
2. Kamos: The Gilded Kingdoms- A different take on traditional fantasy, including a number of non-standard themes and technological elements.  Currently the main campaign setting being worked on.
3. New Dalton - A realistically described and built catch-all city for D20 Modern, Call of Cthulhu, and others.
4. Arcadda-Illuminae University - A realistically described and built college outside New Dalton for D20 Modern, Call of Cthulhu, and others.
5. Realms of Phyr - Moreso a story setting than campaign setting, can be adapted to d20future. Gritty and moreso like Star Wars/BSG.

HellHound

I have a pair of heavy scars on my shoulderblades.

They represent where wings were cut off.
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Star Frontiers, CyberPunk, GunPorn, Vampire, deadEarth and more...

Stargate525

I just found one on the base of my thumb that clooks like a hammer and sickle... Definitely got that from irate Communist leaders after exposing their corruption to the west. Didn't get it from a broken chair, no siree!
My Setting: Dilandri, The World of Five
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Melvin

I have a four or five inch scar on the bottom of my left arm, near the elbow. I actually got it from a screw sticking out of a staircase, but I frequently tell people it's from a Vietcong bayonet, then launch into a practiced war story that gets more glorious with each retelling (presently, I was captured when the rest of my platoon was destroyed, sharpened a bamboo stick over months with my teeth, and took out the patrolling guards by going for the jugular. It continues, but by now people have tuned me out).
www.ofdiceandmen.com

[spoiler=Eldion]When the world was young, and we had yet to walk its surface, there were only Four. They sculpted Eldion, and the places they held took to them, the land adapted their distinctions . Khain, Vel, and Sarlas went to Knowledge, Everon; he helped to bestow his knowledge upon the sentients who would live there. The Black Peaks and the northlands went to Death, Bane; he who is exiled here does not suffer long. Taredril and the easternmost of the explored continent went to Nature, Drua; the lands under her command flourished to be the most beautiful in the world. And beyond that went to Riddles, Strangeness, Mischief, and Chaos, one of the Four whose name was lost to his strange land; few mortals who ventured there have ever returned.

These places were commanded by the Four. Each crafted their homes to their likeness, but they were not content. The Jester had no one to joke with, Everon had no one to teach, Drua had no one to show the beauty of nature to, and Bane could only observe his barren lands from his castle. And so they created sentients. The Four would all take places in our lives. Bane took birth and death, the beginning and the end. He became the patron god of the dead and the death-giving. The Jester took joy, the base emotion that all intelligent life strives for. Everon was charged with the education and advancement of sentients, and Drua took it upon herself to form the natural beauty of the world.

And so they worked, and so it was done.

Excerpt from “The Creation”, Anonymous

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