Sunday, October 5, 2008

I am a what ?

I Am A: Chaotic Good Human Rogue (5th Level)

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Chaotic Good A chaotic good character acts as his conscience directs him with little regard for what others expect of him. He makes his own way, but he's kind and benevolent. He believes in goodness and right but has little use for laws and regulations. He hates it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. He follows his own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society. Chaotic good is the best alignment you can be because it combines a good heart with a free spirit. However, chaotic good can be a dangerous alignment because it disrupts the order of society and punishes those who do well for themselves.

Humans are the most adaptable of the common races. Short generations and a penchant for migration and conquest have made them physically diverse as well. Humans are often unorthodox in their dress, sporting unusual hairstyles, fanciful clothes, tattoos, and the like.

Rogues have little in common with each other. While some - maybe even the majority - are stealthy thieves, many serve as scouts, spies, investigators, diplomats, and simple thugs. Rogues are versatile, adaptable, and skilled at getting what others don't want them to get. While not equal to a fighter in combat, a rogue knows how to hit where it hurts, and a sneak attack can dish out a lot of damage. Rogues also seem to have a sixth sense when it comes to avoiding danger. Experienced rogues develop nearly magical powers and skills as they master the arts of stealth, evasion, and sneak attacks. In addition, while not capable of casting spells on their own, a rogue can sometimes 'fake it' well enough to cast spells from scrolls, activate wands, and use just about any other magic item.

Find out What Kind of Dungeons and Dragons Character Would You Be?, courtesy of Easydamus (e-mail)

Dental for All.

Raptor Jesus Rules.

Sunday, September 14, 2008


Ladies and Gents,

As you should know now. I failed to deliver Koma, this "Silver Guy".

Here is what happened.

Koma tells me which cell "Silver" is placed in(CB40). I ask him, how I can tell who this "Silver" guy is.

"Oi, it's simple, his is a albino" Koma informs.

The Whole place seems to be in the middle of a huge riot. I keep running into these "Robocops"

It isn't too much of a issue, because for some reason the 'bots can't handle the smoke from the random fires started. Still it helps me vent my frustration with Koma treating me like a noob. On a side note kids, when fighting robots, locking their joints makes the fights a lot easier on you, but harder on them.

I figure I am about 3 and a half klicks from CB40. The rest of this joint is rocking. I send a few of my Dark Beast ahead to scout out. A sound of a couple dozen heavy rounds go off.

Great.One of the prison wind up toys is functioning up to standards.

It tracks my movements well, too well a shot hits me in my arm below one of my triceps.

Oww.. Mother#U@k*r.

If you can't tell, this really pisses me off. I hit my top speed and slam that tinker toy through three cell blocks.

As soon I finish trashing the wanna be go bot. I wait for the smoke to settle only to find out I am near Cell Block 40. I hope this "Silver" dude doesn't try to test me, I am not in the mood.

The second I arrive at CB40, I notice there isn't a single sign of the ongoing riot here...

I don't really feel like wasting time,so I call him out.

"Hey Silver, get your albino ass over here. If we are late, the daycare center won't let you in."

I see this shadow of a person wheel his way over.

A legless albino monkey...


This will be easier than I thought. Come on Monkey man. If you hurry, I give you a banana split.(Ha, I kill me.)

Sliver, looks at me and says.

" I hope you realize, my dear boy. I am one of the world's strongest Techomages.

Next thing, I know. I am on back without hands or legs.

I hate Oz.

Dental of All.

Dr.Polaris rules.

Saturday, August 16, 2008


Ladies and Gents,

I hate being Neural knifed. Koma did it to me again. Bad enough this whole mess is his fault. I am so going to sleep with his next girlfriend.

Every time I get Neural knifed, I act like a "goofy little bastard".

Let recap: Koma leaves me, 2 years in the future.

Lets his "Metal Mama"

throw me at a friggin' sea monster.

Now I find out this calamity is his doing.

I wake up in the cell alone. It take a few hours to get my head together. I look around in my stark white cell. I toss the bed at the cell bars. That cause the mattress to spark and catch fire, which I stomp out.

Ok, I don't think I will be busting my way out. I pace back and forth in the cell. Maybe I can pound the walls, they don't seem to be electrified. I give the old college try, a straight hand should do it.





Great, the walls are lined with a super strong metal. Wow, this sucks. I am stuck in a cell that smell like a burnt mattress, because there is a burnt mattress. Hmmmm...Maybe, I could do the "old start a fire to get out the cell trick".

I throw the mattress at the bar again and the flames start.

Smoke fills the cell. I begin to cough. No one is showing up...

Oh man, not good.

I hate OZ.

Dental for All.

Dr. Polaris rules.

Monday, April 28, 2008

Can't we still be friends...

Ladies and Gents...

To get to the end, you still need to go through the middle. Koma and I are trapped 2year in a future at the Mawson Station(That's in Antarctica, look at a a map once and awhile).


Hopefully, my LMD is up and running in my place. I don't want to lose my union parking spot.

So, Koma's would be father in law, tells us 2 years have passed and the wonderful nation of OZ has been taken over. Two years...I take a moment to think. Wow, that means I missed; the end of ER and my date with PowerGirl.

(Great, she might of slept with Nightwing by now...Ewww..)

At this point. I am really PO'ed at Koma.

The Major brings us in, one by one to debrief.

"Henchman 432 or Guy Abrams, which do you prefer to be called..?" He asks.

"Henchman is fine." I slowly sit and put my hand on each other,lightly brushing my new wristcom, turning it on. I scan the room with my eyes. There are two guards by the door and female in the corner.

"Do you think Mr. Henchman would like anything, sir?" She asks.

"Annabell, would like to know if you want anything Henchman?" The Major says with a smirk.

I put my face in my hand and laugh. Geeze, all that is missing is the bond music. "Look, what I would like, is to be home. I am a frickin' American. Oz can deal with it's own issues."

The Major stops and takes a good long stare at me."That's just what I wanted to hear son. I can make that happen. I,in turn need something from you."

"Koma? Because, that is going to cost you and not any of that fake Australian money. I want Gold, lots of it." I inform them

"Well,you get right to the point don't you. I like that. You served, didn't you. Annabell, make sure Henchman gets what he wants. She will handle the finer points." The guy who looks like Sam Neil walks out into the hall, his guards follow.

Annabell sits in the across from me, putting on her lipstick. "So what else do you want?"

Dental for all.

Dr. Polaris rules.

Friday, February 1, 2008

Helping out Koma.

Ladies and Gents,

Koma is in trouble. He got double crossed by one of his labrats at Spearhead. I figured this would happen, it almost always does.Kinda of like a bad plontline... Anyway, He thought it would be a good idea to have me come on the mission as secret backup, I give him a plus 1 for that.

I wake up from the stasis tube. It's been three weeks. The mission as gone to pot.Not good. As I walk to Koma's quaters to read his lastest logs, I see the ship is not holding up so well. I have a bad feeling about this and hightail to an escape pod,while in the pod, I ask for a rundown of the mission from the ship.

I make a call to the second in command. I get Koma's lastest philly. "Hello, this is Henchman432. I need an upated on the operation. Lastest intel and full disclosure."

"Oh no, you are not taking over this operation." Chroma shouts out.

Henchman432:"Listen honey, I am not here for you. I am here for Koma."

Chroma:"All I can see is this ending in a lot of violence.I don't know how he trusts you."

"Because, I get the job done,Sweetcheeks. I am not taking over. I am going to need a lot of help on this. I think a two prong attack will do the job. You muster as many fighters as you can." I shout out as I am entering the atmosphere.

I land, more like I crash. Miles away from where I need to be.

Just my luck. I place my face in my hand and sigh. I am in the middle of the desert, I need to use the bathroom and I am thristy. I don't think there is a gas station anywhere near me.

I get on the modifed wrist comm I stole for Jon(Haw haw sucker). I ask Chroma and her crew of fail, to give me the layout of the castle,where Koma is being held. They give a 3D map of the structure. It look as I will have to go through the sewer.

(Why is it always the sewer. Why not the air ducts...or the harem.Conan gets to go through the harem.)

I make my way through the desert on a horse with no name. He drops dead as I reach the castle.

I drudge through the sewer for a half and hour. the stench is killing me(The only time I smelled something worst was,when I went to the a Bears game). Finally, I see the light at the end of the tunnel. I am near Koma's cell. There are no guards. I find it a little strange.I creep slowly,if this goes well, I can get Koma out of here.

I kick the door down. That was a bad idea. I see twenty armed guards and Ayris facing me.

"I thought the woman would come here sneaking on her belly for this trash."Pointing to Koma,Ayris says.

"Sorry,sunshine. I am all you got." I remark.

The guards go to charge me and the castle shakes. Chroma and her troops came just in time with the frontal assault(thank goodness). The guards are taking out. I go to open Koma's cell and Ayris tosses me from behind.I look up and see him with almost no clothes on.

"I hate to brake this to you,buttercup,but I don't like guys."I infrom him.

To be continued in Koma's blog.

Dental for all.

MODOK sucks.

Friday, December 28, 2007

Tagged by Hot wheels.

Ladies and Gents,

I was hoping, if I do a quarterly posting and maybe a judging on a game show. Everyone would leave me to my nachos and 360. No such luck, Hot Wheels (Aka Baldy) meme'ed me.

I am going to steal his next girlfriend. That should teach him. Haw haw.

Anyway,I was working on my fortieth hour on Crackdown to get a ten point achievement(sweet). When the thing breaks down and this weird thing pops out.

"What the hell?" I scream. Great my console just died for the third time. Geeze, I send this thing back more, than Brit goes to court.

While I have a strange object in the middle of my room. I do the most sensible thing.I find a sharp stick and begin to poke it.

"Hey" It shouts and changes form.

"Who the hell are you." I question.

It replies."I am a eye genie. I shall grant you two wishes."

"Two wishes? No more no less..." I ask, the strangle little thing.

"Yup" That's all you get. geneye tells me.

"Ok, chief. I want some payback. Baldy it going to get it this time.I heard that Storm gave him a brand new kitten. Take care of it."

"Like, give a nice home or something..." The geneye ponders.

"How can I put this, no." I, then whisper to it,what I want done.

"Granted". It says. "Wow, you are not a nice guy are you..."

"No." I start to think to myself. what else do I want..."Ok, punk. I want a world where anything cool never breaks down. No TVs, game consoles,laptops or anything like that."


I turn around and see this...

"What the hell." I ask.

"Well, for something to never breakdown. It needs to cost a lot of money. So only the really rich can have nice things." It informs me.

"So the whole planet is now like Brazil?" I query.

"Yup, That is the case." The eyeball thingy says.

"Wild, say do you want to loot the biggest house around?" I inquire.

"Do I?" It says with joy.

Half and hour later. We are heading over to the nearest pawnshop.


I tag Tak and Bennet.

Dental for all.

M.O.D.O.K. sucks.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Koma's game.

Ladies and Gents,

Koma has a new game show Who Wants to be a Super villain. I, myself am a Judging. So Far we are getting a good cast.

May we have a wonderful game full of fun and blood.

Dental fo all

M.O.D.O.K. sucks.