BlueCloud2k2

Chorizo and potato salad, nummy.

I have displayed mastery in the use of the words baka and aho.

RB rides a Segway to work.
 
He works at home and telecommutes.
 
Lazy @$$

or robert bloch who has his collection on his desk. 

 

As long as you don't use Naquadriah. If you do, I don't want to be on the same planet as your character.

My son is watching Sesame Street on Netflix...
 
One of these things is not like the others... one of these things doesn't belong...

Ran into an old friend of mine last week on Battle.net. We started reminiscing about a Strategy Game we devised using a cross between Risk and D20 Modern. The game was based on StarCraft and each player had a character in charge of his army. It was more about the strategy and roleplaying than small-skirmishes, but the GM could create small-scale missions.
 
Anyhoo, my character's army was moving in to re-enforce another guy's troops. His army failed his moral check. So I tapped into his comm-frequency and started broadcasting a speech to his routed army.
 
"Friends, Terrans, Homo-sapiens. Show me your rears. Cuz any SOB stupid enough not to turn and fight right now is gonna take a .50 between the eyes (my armor had a squadron of Ghosts (psionic-enhanced assassins and snipers). We aren't going to end this war by dying for our race, but making the other guy die for his! Fire the nukes. My inspirational Speech check is a 22."
 
GM: "Fire the nukes?"
 
Me: "Sure. You said this was a canyon, and the fortress that fell was at the mouth. There is sufficient gap between the routed army and the Zerg onslaught, so send a couple of ghosts up to the top of the cliffs and have them fill it with nuclear hellfire and have my troops charge in after the blast wave settles. I shout "Come-on you apes, you wanna live forever!? Inspirational Speech check is a Natural 20! Score!"
 
GM rolls some dice. "Okay, aside from a few Ultralisks, which your siege tanks and Wraiths can make short work of, the way is clear. Your army absorbs what is left of Ted's, which replaces the losses you experience from the Zerg who burrowed in time to avoid the nuke. You reach the fort and now need to clear it out as it has become infested."
 
Ted: "Is this going to be a straight-up fight or another bug-hunt?"
 
Me: "It's the zerg. What the hell do you think?"
 
Ted: "How do I get out of this chicken-sh** outfit?"
 
I wish I could say that was the only time we quoted Aliens or Starship Troopers, but sadly the who game was that way.
 
BTW, eventually we lost the planet to the Zerg thanks to some crappy dice rolls and getting flanked.

Roter Baron played Hermon Munster in the original pilot, but decided to go with someone who need makeup to look more scary instead of someone who needed makeup to look less scary.

Well either way, the items/stuff are awesome. 
 
I ask about graphene because I got thinking about an old rpg character whose skin was "brass coloured". So looking up brass on wikipedia to get an idea of the colour (because i forgot) and saw this image (footnote1). I got thinking, as bricks use mortar, could i use a "mortar" for each piece of brass to join them together? The mortar I was thinking of was Naquadah (from Stargate) because it can absorb and amplify energy and is a stable mineral as it has hold an intragalactic wormhole) and microscopic crystals and diamonds. And over it as a lacquer of mithril (or Trinium "100 times lighter and stronger than steel") alloyed with Vibranium (part of the alloy of Captain America's shield, to absorb impacts like Capt's shield. I was going to also apply carbon for the biological-ness and got thinking back to graphene -- which quoting the article "Mix graphene with metals, and it increases their resilience 500-fold" So you can imagine my wonderment having a metal like adamantium (Wolverine's claws/Capt's shield) being 500-fold stronger. 
 
So basically this is the end result:
My character's skin is made up of natural cells like every human. It "organises" some of them to be small "cells" of brass (2.5x2.5 mm is sufficient) arranged in a mosaic (but have a uniform colour) these "cells" are "mortared" (acting like a cell membrane) together with an alloy of naquadah and vibranium with microscopic crystals and diamonds embedded in the alloy which catch the light giving the brass a glint when it catches the light. Naquadah being a heavy mineral would give the skin a "heavy" density thus increasing strength ability (a house brick size of weapons-grade naquadah requires two people to lift it). Vibranium as well as absorbing kinetic energy/amplify sound waves and other energy, also amplifies magical/mystical energy at the quantum level but this unstable. Alloyed to naquadah I'm sure will stabilise it, as naquadah can safely hold a intragalactic wormhole -- i.e. punching a hold through quantum space-time. This property to amplifies magical/mystical energy of the naquadah-vibranium alloy (or kinetic/vibratory energy absorbed from the lacquer-layer, see below) would grant an ability similar so some superheroes who can absorb ambient solar or cosmic energy (cf Superman, Adam Warlock, Eternals). A lacquer over the brass would give it a nice sheen and finish. The lacquer is made from a bottom layer of a few atoms-think sheet of graphene then an clear alloy of mithril (or trinium) alloyed with vibranium. I presume this would make the metal reasonably strong and can then absorb vibrational energy and kinetic energy like Captain America’s shield and another layer of graphene on top. So basically the lacquer is a thin clear metal that is 600 times stronger and lighter then steel that absorbs vibrations and kinetic energy directed at it. The kinetic energy and vibratory energy hitting this graphene-mithril-vibranium-graphene layer can be absorbed by the naquadah and crystals/diamonds, acting like Superman absorbing solar radiation.   
 
To go back a bit: Black Panther's costume as a microweave mesh of vibranium which "robs incoming objects of their momentum; bullets do not ricochet off, but simply fall to the ground when they come in contact with the weave. Likewise, the Panther cannot be stabbed, however, the costume (and Panther) can be cut if the attacker slashes along the uniform's grain." I'm thinking the "mortar" (cell-membrane of brass cells arranged in a mosaic pattern) naquadah-vibranium alloy would be similar to Black-Panther's mesh -- acting like a "network" funnelling energy along the alloy to absorb as much of it as possible.  
 
May have gone overboard…a bit.
 
Footnotes (yes footnotes!):
http://www.cracked.com/article_20735_6-substances-that-wipe-their-ass-with-laws-physics.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naquadah#Naqahdah
http://stargate.wikia.com/wiki/Naquadah
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mithril
http://www.glyphweb.com/arda/m/mithril.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trinium#Trinium
http://stargate.wikia.com/wiki/Trinium
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vibranium
http://marvel.wikia.com/Vibranium 
http://marvel.wikia.com/T%27Challa_(Earth-616)

The Lady Gaga Christmas album would completely drive me up the wall. thank goodness it doesn't exist....

Blue Christmas and I travel to Graceland to burn it and everything within a hundred miles to the ground. And then salt the earth. With Landmines.

OK, my working hypothesis has been changed to: most people do not grasp the very concept of paradox, and when confronted with something that even vaguely resembles one, they hit it with whatever stupid bludgeon is most readily at hand to turn the situation into something they can misunderstand and dismiss with trivial effort.

Der Roter Baron lost his job in the construction industry as everytime anyone asked for a screwdriver he got them Vodka and Orange Juice. This tended to leabe people hammered.

Foxbat, wrapped up head to toe in festive green-and-yellow duct tape. That happens to be invulnerable. With just enough spaces left on his head so he can breathe and see.

Famous Last Words: "What Dragon?"
 
"The one behind you", said the adventurer who survived.

Context is often missing, both in the statements themselves, and when editing en route to quoting with intent to provoke.

As I understand it, the back peddling on parsecs thing involves skimming a black-hole to cut the distance traveled.
 
Finally finished signing up on Healthcare.gov
 
Surprise, surprise, with my household size and income level, I qualify for "free health insurance." My wife and son are covered through her work (but not me cuz she's not full time- stupid Walmart).
 
My coverage begins with the new year. I'm scheduling a doctor's visit for the next day. Need to get my check up and blood-work done. Been w/o insurance for over four years. Ouch.

Work in the retail sector, and have to deal with the Black Friday shoppers.
 
NT:  How is Foxbat going to ensure he gets everything he's looking for on Black Friday?

I'm almost 30 and I still have a hard time getting into the little packet of cold medicine without a knife.

Cancer enjoys using caricatures of his enemies as slippers when he walks around his house in the winter. That is where the expression "I'm going to shove my foot so far up your (rear-end) the water on my knee will quench your thirst" came from.

Define kickass irony. My wife and I watch Mythbusters and CSI (MB on Netflix and CSI on DVD). We just watched the episode of MB where Adam and Jamie did the pepper-spray and taser myth from the CSI episode "Theory of Everything" (which is the one Adam and Jamie did a cameo on) and that was the next episode of CSI we were set to watch.
 
So of course we had to put CSI in and watch that episode.

Following an encounter with a Bard, we were interrogating him and he refused to talk. Finally I threatened him with a fate worse than death.
 
"If you don't talk, I start singing," I deadpanned.
 
"You wouldn't dare! You're tone-deaf and sing like cat's fighting!" he shrieked (DM hates it when I sing cuz I'm a deep Bass and most the music I like is High-Baritone and Tenor range).
 
Me: "Fine, if that's the way you want to play it... 'I feel pretty, oh so pretty! I feel pretty, and nifty, and bright! And I pity, any girl who is not me..."
 
My Wife: "Fa-la-la-LAlala!"
 
Bard: "No! I'll talk, just please stop that horrible noise!"
 
Our DM got smacked in the head with my hat after the game.

Following an encounter with a Bard, we were interrogating him and he refused to talk. Finally I threatened him with a fate worse than death.
 
"If you don't talk, I start singing," I deadpanned.
 
"You wouldn't dare! You're tone-deaf and sing like cat's fighting!" he shrieked (DM hates it when I sing cuz I'm a deep Bass and most the music I like is High-Baritone and Tenor range).
 
Me: "Fine, if that's the way you want to play it... 'I feel pretty, oh so pretty! I feel pretty, and nifty, and bright! And I pity, any girl who is not me..."
 
My Wife: "Fa-la-la-LAlala!"
 
Bard: "No! I'll talk, just please stop that horrible noise!"
 
Our DM got smacked in the head with my hat after the game.

I am surprised there are not more Mork & Mindy jokes involving advanced or alien fabrication technology involving "Nano-nano" bots.

Fashion designers have no sense. It's all form over function.
 
And IMHO most of the 'high-fashion' looks ridiculous.