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    Azure Bonds was one of my favorite FR novels, with The Wyvernspur not far behind. *G*
     
     
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    The picture itself is mildly amusing to me. However, I don't really care about the chainmail bikini "controversy".
     
    a. I can separate fiction from reality.
    b. I usually game with people that are mature enough to do likewise.
    c. Escapism is a healthy outlet; real life is depressingly grey.
    d. Armor with a cleavage window is - in terms of titillation -  nothing compared to other options. In Dungeons & Dragons, there is a magical item known as the "Bracers of Defense". The defensive potency of a particular specimen sets AC somewhere on a range from 8 to 2; at the lowest end of the spectrum, a bare-ass warrior can run around with protection comparable to that of an armored knight (this is before Dexterity, spells or other magical items are factored in, mind you). Toss on some "Boots of the North" to protect against pesky freezing temperatures and you've effectively got Red Sonja or Conan the Barbarian. Of course, you can obviate the need for any mystical artifact by playing a Monk .
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    In all fairness, she's an artificial life form, so she may not even feel cold or heat.
     
    Alias
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    Hermit reacted to IndianaJoe3 in Political Discussion Thread (With Rules)   
    I'm the exact opposite. I could sign my name 5 times, and at least 2 wouldn't match. I keep joking that if my handwriting gets any worse I'll have to go to medical school.
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    Hermit reacted to Dr. MID-Nite in Political Discussion Thread (With Rules)   
    We miss the old us too. Ironically enough, I think many Americans wish we more like Canada.
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    Hermit got a reaction from BoloOfEarth in The Adventures of "Fish Guy" (Superhero fiction)   
    (Hope this works for you, Bolo  (and others))
     
    "Everyone, sit down, grab some popcorn," I told them.  It was not a request and they gave me the cautious side eye as I and Ariana handed out the popcorn bags and small bowls out. 
     
    Hussar especially looked guarded, like he was ready for that punch I wanted to give him earlier, or maybe the chewing out he deserved. I suppose, on some level, they're not too far apart. I read somewhere that we are often wired to take corrections as an attack, something to do with instinctive concerns with our place in a tribal hierarchy. 
     
    "Relax," I told them, trying to set them more at ease,"No one gets thrown off the Island tonight."
     
    "What Island?" Bramble inquired.
     
    "We have an Island?" Pogo said clueless as well, "Have you been holding out on us, Eel?"
     
    "Not what I meant," I said "It's a reference to a TV Show ? Come on, you guys know the one-" I started to explain.
     
    "Was this Show in colour?" Aspirant asked as if trying to narrow it down. 
     
    "Of course it was in color!" I started to protest then realized that perhaps Aspirant was pulling my leg for his own amusement. 
    I looked over at the love of my life, "I'm still young," I needed her to confirm it.
     
    "It's okay," her eyes danced "I like older men."
     
    "Reruns, have none of you ever heard of -"I caught myself "- sit down, share the popcorn, the news is about to start," I declared.
    Viewpoint came in there, "Hasn't even started and we're already cranky?"
     
    "Not us, just Eel," Trailblazer said helpfully.
     
    There was, at that moment, nothing, absolutely nothing I couldn't have said that would not have been used against me in a jury by my social peers. So I kept my yap shut.
    Fortunately, the show was about to start.
     
    "Brandy Searlie with Costa Sagrado's own Super 3 news watch!" Brandy Searlie had taken to wearing glasses over her large blue eyes over the years. I suspected she didn't need them at all but wanted to appear more intellectual. Which is fine, there are stereotypes against blondes even today I suppose.
     
    What wasn't fine was the fact she was a hack, an anti superhero hack posing as honest journalism.
     
    "Boo!" Ariana threw a single popcorn at the screen. Her action causing the newbies to gape at her in confusion. The rest of us? We smiled.  Honestly, you could tell she and Valentino were related.
     
    "What's worse than a superhero team that has grown arrogant, old, and complacent?" The newswoman asked the teleprompter I knew was just a bit off camera, "A group of untrained, rash and reckless rookies with the power to level the city they SAY they're protecting."
     
    "Pardon me?" Aspirant's mouth was covered by his mask but I could tell he was slack jawed in surprise and offense. Being Canadian, it was polite surprise and offense, but still.
    "Oh she did not!" Bramble didn't hide the outrage and while she was in her civilian clothes I noticed a fern in the corner writhe as if wind were blowing through it.
     
    "We tried our best," Trailblazer protested to the screen as if the anchorwoman could hear her, or would care if she did.
     
    Hussar stopped munching popcorn, and was looking at his feet. His wings , which  I expected to flare in defensive body language, had gone slack even droopy.
     
    The reporter continued, "We have footage that is so full of follies and foibles, it would be amusing, if lives weren't being endangered by these clearly unprepared and ill-trained novices!"
    And footage began to play with Searlie's spiteful visage now regulated to a corner box, while images of a car being thrown into glass. Then yours truly getting flambe-ed by Trailblazer, which surprised me, I didn't think they got a camera that close in. 
     
    Trailblazer winced "I will never live that down."
     
    "Wait a minute," Bramble , for one was not bowing down "This is out of order, and some stuff, like that bit with me running away while a camera gets attacked and someone saying 'oh my god'..there was no camera man there."
     
    I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised it was Viewpoint, who spent time as both a celebrity and a spokesperson, who explained to us all, "Channel 3's got drones, and remote cameras,  that's why you didn't stop that dinosaur, it wasn't with a person, that voice was added on after. They need a better sound editor if they're going to pull that."
     
    "She's a lying sack of-" Aspirant had joined in the anger, and not so polite this time.
     
    "NOW, you got it," I said, "Insult away, throw popcorn. It'll make you feel better," I chucked one at the screen as her face became full size again, "And it's obvious she's a fraud, those glasses? Now there's a failed attempt at artificial intelligence."
     
    I got a few laughs, which not only feed my ego, but seemed to draw them into the spirit of things.
     
    "The fact that our city, is no longer important enough for the real heroes to look out for-" Brandy was saying.
     
    Pogo interrupted whatever else she was going to say, "I don't think she gets to talk about what's real given I'm sure her nose still has stitch work from the plastic surgery."
     
    Bramble smirked, then gave another look over "Wouldn't be surprised if a few more things got tweaked.. you know, for ratings."

    "Ladies, ladies, this sort of woman trashing woman talk is counter productive to progress," Valerosa declared, "Unless it's her. She started it, trash her all you like."
     
    More cheers, more jeers, more popcorn.
     
    Hussar smiled at one or two lines, but each smile faded fast. And he really didn't join in.
     
    Something in me I thought was busted, my give a dam, kicked in and I said to him, "If it helps, Channel 3 would take footage of a superhero saving a busload of nuns and try to twist it into some sort of religious bias or come on."

    Hussar looked at me, "I screwed up. Twice. And-"
     
    Then the TV volume seemed to go up, "-Nearly killing one Mr. William Dirkly."
     
    "Wait, you're saying that nice young winged man is the one who threw the car at the building was in?" An image of Mr. Dirkly with a microphone in his face.
     
    "How do you feel about nearly being killed by a so called superhero?" the interviewer they had switched to was a thin man I didn't recognize, but he said the word feel with all the drama of a shrink on a bad soap opera while making sure to really stress 'killed' too.
     
    Hussar went pale as he watched.
     
    "I thought the villain had done that," Mr. Dirkly said in a stunned tone.
     
    "Some might say a villain did," The reporter got his jab in on Hussar, "But what do you say? A few feet more and you would have been dead."
     
    Mr. Dirkly paled himself, then flushed and looked angry, very angry.
     
    Hussar looked like he wanted to bolt again, but this time he stood to take it, whatever it would be.
     
    That's when Wiliam Dirkly, mild mannered city dweller let loose a long breath, and crossed himself.  I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, a lot more Catholics are in this city than anywhere back home in North Carolina. Frankly, I still prefer the simpler protestant takes, but Ariana finds comfort in the extra ritual so we take turns. But whether one cares about that sort of thing or not, I think the J-Man would have been proud of William Dirkly and what he said next.
     
    "I say, thank the lord no one was hurt, and I hope that Hussar is all right. I spoke to him, briefly. He made sure I was okay and was very concerned. While I misunderstood something, clearly, I see now why he must feel terrible. And I hope he realizes when I said I was all right. I meant it. Thank you, New Samaritans"
     
    If Dirkly, pardon me, MISTER Dirkly, had grown a new head right out of his neck right then and there, the reporter would not have looked as surprised. He sputtered for a moment, then said "But you nearly died by a thrown car because of him. We have it on tape."
     
    "Well, apparently I, and many other people could have died thanks to flesh eating dinosaur things  if NOT for him and his friends. I'm sure you have that on tape too. I'm not sure how that would be an improvement. Please excuse me, I'm going to be late for dinner," ANd with that he headed off camera.
     
    The reporter, now in center shot again, tried to pass this off, "Clearly Mr. Dirkly is still rather dazed and shaken by his harrowing ordeal. Back to you, Brandy."
    Brandy looked like she'd bitten into a chocolate chip cookie only to find out it was raisins. 
     
    "Ha ha!" Trailblazer pointed and laughed at the TV.
     
    "Good man," Bramble agreed, speaking of Mister Dirkly.
    "I agree," Aspirant said, trying to imitate Worf from Star Trek "Such politeness in the face of fire, he must have CANADIAN Blood."
     
    Pogo broke out laughing, which made him smile like he'd just whistled the sun out behind a cloud.
     
    I turned to Hussar, "Sometimes, I'm really proud of the people in my adopted city and... Hussar?" 
     
    Hussar was already down the hall and leaving anyway.
     
    "What happened?" Valerosa inquired.
     
    "I don't know, I thought he'd be happy. You let the others see the other channels.. I'm going after him," I said. 

    She nodded, clearly impressed I was ready to support the guy.
     
    In truth? While that was a part of it, another reason I was going was in case he flew off to kick a reporter in the ass or something.

    I didn't yell at him to wait up, rather I broke into to a run. Because if he flew off now, no way would I catch him.
     
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    Hermit got a reaction from ScottishFox in Political Discussion Thread (With Rules)   
    "Water is wet" is dead on. Good article, but it confirms more than anything.
     
    I honestly think that's where a lot of the outrage is in this country. The two sets of law and rules. People KNOW life's not fair, what is pissing them off is that our governments and the laws the produce seem to set things up as much as it can for MAXIMUM unfairness.
     
    "Corporations are people, my friend" but I've yet to see a corporation executed in Texas even when its actions cost lives.
     
    A rich kid kills four people drunk driving, has it blamed on Afluenza, and gets less jail time than a poor black kid with a joint.
     
    The whole situation with police officers getting away with flat out killing people but your average citizen damn well better be careful how he protests or he can have his voting rights ripped away (Thanks, Tennessee)
     
    Politicians blatantly violating the law, with jail time level offenses, and no one bats an eye.
     
    And the IRS can't AFFORD to go after rich people, so it harasses those who they can bully.
     
    If the Stock market thrives, that is, if the higher ups who have the bulk of it's profits' are doing well, then "The Economy is good"... nevermind the poor saps who haven't seen a raise in five years while cost of living increases.
     
    And so on. We all know these stories.
     
    So folks get pissed, they get angry, but they feel powerless...
    and they either choose to direct that rage to those they CAN hurt, often more powerless than them, or directed to do so by those who know the value of divide and conquer
     
    Honestly, at this rate I fear we're going to either have a revolution, and a bloody one, or an autocracy within a 15 year period.
    And some of my friends tell me I'm optimistic
     
     
     
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    Hermit got a reaction from Pariah in Political Discussion Thread (With Rules)   
    "Water is wet" is dead on. Good article, but it confirms more than anything.
     
    I honestly think that's where a lot of the outrage is in this country. The two sets of law and rules. People KNOW life's not fair, what is pissing them off is that our governments and the laws the produce seem to set things up as much as it can for MAXIMUM unfairness.
     
    "Corporations are people, my friend" but I've yet to see a corporation executed in Texas even when its actions cost lives.
     
    A rich kid kills four people drunk driving, has it blamed on Afluenza, and gets less jail time than a poor black kid with a joint.
     
    The whole situation with police officers getting away with flat out killing people but your average citizen damn well better be careful how he protests or he can have his voting rights ripped away (Thanks, Tennessee)
     
    Politicians blatantly violating the law, with jail time level offenses, and no one bats an eye.
     
    And the IRS can't AFFORD to go after rich people, so it harasses those who they can bully.
     
    If the Stock market thrives, that is, if the higher ups who have the bulk of it's profits' are doing well, then "The Economy is good"... nevermind the poor saps who haven't seen a raise in five years while cost of living increases.
     
    And so on. We all know these stories.
     
    So folks get pissed, they get angry, but they feel powerless...
    and they either choose to direct that rage to those they CAN hurt, often more powerless than them, or directed to do so by those who know the value of divide and conquer
     
    Honestly, at this rate I fear we're going to either have a revolution, and a bloody one, or an autocracy within a 15 year period.
    And some of my friends tell me I'm optimistic
     
     
     
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    Hermit got a reaction from Lawnmower Boy in The Adventures of "Fish Guy" (Superhero fiction)   
    I apologize for my slow pace. And fair warning, next month is National Novel Writing Month so I may be focused on a story besides Fish Guy.
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    Hermit reacted to Badger in Favorite Episodes: The Twilight Zone   
    I could see one path to make a kind of almost bittersweet ending.
     
    It was that star's "Armageddon", perhaps in the past, Jesus had been born on their planet, and preached and died.
     
    But, one day, our sun would be destroyed in Revelations, and it would be the"star of Bethlehem" for another civilization.
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    Hermit got a reaction from pinecone in The Adventures of "Fish Guy" (Superhero fiction)   
    (Hope this works for you, Bolo  (and others))
     
    "Everyone, sit down, grab some popcorn," I told them.  It was not a request and they gave me the cautious side eye as I and Ariana handed out the popcorn bags and small bowls out. 
     
    Hussar especially looked guarded, like he was ready for that punch I wanted to give him earlier, or maybe the chewing out he deserved. I suppose, on some level, they're not too far apart. I read somewhere that we are often wired to take corrections as an attack, something to do with instinctive concerns with our place in a tribal hierarchy. 
     
    "Relax," I told them, trying to set them more at ease,"No one gets thrown off the Island tonight."
     
    "What Island?" Bramble inquired.
     
    "We have an Island?" Pogo said clueless as well, "Have you been holding out on us, Eel?"
     
    "Not what I meant," I said "It's a reference to a TV Show ? Come on, you guys know the one-" I started to explain.
     
    "Was this Show in colour?" Aspirant asked as if trying to narrow it down. 
     
    "Of course it was in color!" I started to protest then realized that perhaps Aspirant was pulling my leg for his own amusement. 
    I looked over at the love of my life, "I'm still young," I needed her to confirm it.
     
    "It's okay," her eyes danced "I like older men."
     
    "Reruns, have none of you ever heard of -"I caught myself "- sit down, share the popcorn, the news is about to start," I declared.
    Viewpoint came in there, "Hasn't even started and we're already cranky?"
     
    "Not us, just Eel," Trailblazer said helpfully.
     
    There was, at that moment, nothing, absolutely nothing I couldn't have said that would not have been used against me in a jury by my social peers. So I kept my yap shut.
    Fortunately, the show was about to start.
     
    "Brandy Searlie with Costa Sagrado's own Super 3 news watch!" Brandy Searlie had taken to wearing glasses over her large blue eyes over the years. I suspected she didn't need them at all but wanted to appear more intellectual. Which is fine, there are stereotypes against blondes even today I suppose.
     
    What wasn't fine was the fact she was a hack, an anti superhero hack posing as honest journalism.
     
    "Boo!" Ariana threw a single popcorn at the screen. Her action causing the newbies to gape at her in confusion. The rest of us? We smiled.  Honestly, you could tell she and Valentino were related.
     
    "What's worse than a superhero team that has grown arrogant, old, and complacent?" The newswoman asked the teleprompter I knew was just a bit off camera, "A group of untrained, rash and reckless rookies with the power to level the city they SAY they're protecting."
     
    "Pardon me?" Aspirant's mouth was covered by his mask but I could tell he was slack jawed in surprise and offense. Being Canadian, it was polite surprise and offense, but still.
    "Oh she did not!" Bramble didn't hide the outrage and while she was in her civilian clothes I noticed a fern in the corner writhe as if wind were blowing through it.
     
    "We tried our best," Trailblazer protested to the screen as if the anchorwoman could hear her, or would care if she did.
     
    Hussar stopped munching popcorn, and was looking at his feet. His wings , which  I expected to flare in defensive body language, had gone slack even droopy.
     
    The reporter continued, "We have footage that is so full of follies and foibles, it would be amusing, if lives weren't being endangered by these clearly unprepared and ill-trained novices!"
    And footage began to play with Searlie's spiteful visage now regulated to a corner box, while images of a car being thrown into glass. Then yours truly getting flambe-ed by Trailblazer, which surprised me, I didn't think they got a camera that close in. 
     
    Trailblazer winced "I will never live that down."
     
    "Wait a minute," Bramble , for one was not bowing down "This is out of order, and some stuff, like that bit with me running away while a camera gets attacked and someone saying 'oh my god'..there was no camera man there."
     
    I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised it was Viewpoint, who spent time as both a celebrity and a spokesperson, who explained to us all, "Channel 3's got drones, and remote cameras,  that's why you didn't stop that dinosaur, it wasn't with a person, that voice was added on after. They need a better sound editor if they're going to pull that."
     
    "She's a lying sack of-" Aspirant had joined in the anger, and not so polite this time.
     
    "NOW, you got it," I said, "Insult away, throw popcorn. It'll make you feel better," I chucked one at the screen as her face became full size again, "And it's obvious she's a fraud, those glasses? Now there's a failed attempt at artificial intelligence."
     
    I got a few laughs, which not only feed my ego, but seemed to draw them into the spirit of things.
     
    "The fact that our city, is no longer important enough for the real heroes to look out for-" Brandy was saying.
     
    Pogo interrupted whatever else she was going to say, "I don't think she gets to talk about what's real given I'm sure her nose still has stitch work from the plastic surgery."
     
    Bramble smirked, then gave another look over "Wouldn't be surprised if a few more things got tweaked.. you know, for ratings."

    "Ladies, ladies, this sort of woman trashing woman talk is counter productive to progress," Valerosa declared, "Unless it's her. She started it, trash her all you like."
     
    More cheers, more jeers, more popcorn.
     
    Hussar smiled at one or two lines, but each smile faded fast. And he really didn't join in.
     
    Something in me I thought was busted, my give a dam, kicked in and I said to him, "If it helps, Channel 3 would take footage of a superhero saving a busload of nuns and try to twist it into some sort of religious bias or come on."

    Hussar looked at me, "I screwed up. Twice. And-"
     
    Then the TV volume seemed to go up, "-Nearly killing one Mr. William Dirkly."
     
    "Wait, you're saying that nice young winged man is the one who threw the car at the building was in?" An image of Mr. Dirkly with a microphone in his face.
     
    "How do you feel about nearly being killed by a so called superhero?" the interviewer they had switched to was a thin man I didn't recognize, but he said the word feel with all the drama of a shrink on a bad soap opera while making sure to really stress 'killed' too.
     
    Hussar went pale as he watched.
     
    "I thought the villain had done that," Mr. Dirkly said in a stunned tone.
     
    "Some might say a villain did," The reporter got his jab in on Hussar, "But what do you say? A few feet more and you would have been dead."
     
    Mr. Dirkly paled himself, then flushed and looked angry, very angry.
     
    Hussar looked like he wanted to bolt again, but this time he stood to take it, whatever it would be.
     
    That's when Wiliam Dirkly, mild mannered city dweller let loose a long breath, and crossed himself.  I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, a lot more Catholics are in this city than anywhere back home in North Carolina. Frankly, I still prefer the simpler protestant takes, but Ariana finds comfort in the extra ritual so we take turns. But whether one cares about that sort of thing or not, I think the J-Man would have been proud of William Dirkly and what he said next.
     
    "I say, thank the lord no one was hurt, and I hope that Hussar is all right. I spoke to him, briefly. He made sure I was okay and was very concerned. While I misunderstood something, clearly, I see now why he must feel terrible. And I hope he realizes when I said I was all right. I meant it. Thank you, New Samaritans"
     
    If Dirkly, pardon me, MISTER Dirkly, had grown a new head right out of his neck right then and there, the reporter would not have looked as surprised. He sputtered for a moment, then said "But you nearly died by a thrown car because of him. We have it on tape."
     
    "Well, apparently I, and many other people could have died thanks to flesh eating dinosaur things  if NOT for him and his friends. I'm sure you have that on tape too. I'm not sure how that would be an improvement. Please excuse me, I'm going to be late for dinner," ANd with that he headed off camera.
     
    The reporter, now in center shot again, tried to pass this off, "Clearly Mr. Dirkly is still rather dazed and shaken by his harrowing ordeal. Back to you, Brandy."
    Brandy looked like she'd bitten into a chocolate chip cookie only to find out it was raisins. 
     
    "Ha ha!" Trailblazer pointed and laughed at the TV.
     
    "Good man," Bramble agreed, speaking of Mister Dirkly.
    "I agree," Aspirant said, trying to imitate Worf from Star Trek "Such politeness in the face of fire, he must have CANADIAN Blood."
     
    Pogo broke out laughing, which made him smile like he'd just whistled the sun out behind a cloud.
     
    I turned to Hussar, "Sometimes, I'm really proud of the people in my adopted city and... Hussar?" 
     
    Hussar was already down the hall and leaving anyway.
     
    "What happened?" Valerosa inquired.
     
    "I don't know, I thought he'd be happy. You let the others see the other channels.. I'm going after him," I said. 

    She nodded, clearly impressed I was ready to support the guy.
     
    In truth? While that was a part of it, another reason I was going was in case he flew off to kick a reporter in the ass or something.

    I didn't yell at him to wait up, rather I broke into to a run. Because if he flew off now, no way would I catch him.
     
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    Hermit got a reaction from pinecone in The Adventures of "Fish Guy" (Superhero fiction)   
    (This is a short bit but I figured better a little and keep it somewhat going than lose all steam- no pun intended)
     
    Ariana and I had found a bit of escape in in jokes and nostalgia, but it was an escape that couldn't last. Still, it bought us both time to distance ourselves from residual anger over the screw ups and failings. 
     
    "Shower?" I asked her "and talk?"
     
    She looked at me, "Sadly, just shower and talk."
     
    "Yeah," I didn't hide the disappointment in my tone. Soapy fun time would have to wait. We had too much to discuss.  She took lead, and we went to her room on the base. I closed the door and locked it behind us, and admired as she began to strip her costume off section by section. Even the best high tech fibers in the world don't stop you from sweating after a fight, and she sighed with a bit of relief as she began to get some air on the skin.
     
    "Help me with the harness?" She asked, indicating the device laced around her torso that took her from partial to powerhouse. She could get it off herself, of course but it took a bit longer than the old belt. That was a good thing, because the belt was a bit too easy for enemies to remove as well or at least damage. The harness had redundancies-if one line got damaged another did double work, albeit on a faster energy drain.
     
    "Gladly," I clicked one part in the back while she got the front, and she made another sound of release as she was free.
     
    "That thing is worse than an unruly bra some days," She observed.
     
    "I'll take your word for the judgment of the comparison," I smirked.
     
    "Men are such jerks," she observed but smiled herself, and entered into the bathroom of her living quarters, leaving a trail of the rest of the costume. Hot water was soon jetting, and a glass door to the shower mixing with the rising steam to create a display all the more intriguing for the mystery of it.
     
    "Sure you don't need help with all those hard to reach places?" I entreated. 
     
    A soft chuckle, "As nice as that would be, we need to talk about the" she paused, looking for the kindest word, "-performance against Rex."
    Well, that certainly killed any flirtation, but she was right. 
     
    I took a breath "I kind of want to beat the leaving crap out of Hussar. He could have killed anyone in the car. Fortunately no one was in it. He could have killed Mister Dirkly. That's the opposite of what we're supposed to do."
     
    "I've read the instruction manual," She replied in pretty dry tone for someone in a shower, "And I agree, Hussar is our main problem child. I'm hoping the near miss, or in this case near hit, has scared the stupid out of him."
     
    "Well, it sure didn't scare the decency into him. He had a chance to go square with Mister Dirkly, and he chickened out," My own tone was one of disgust. 
     
    "Yes, thank you for not yelling at him then and there," she observed behind the glass, "I think we've hit some of that baggage we were warned about. Still, haven't you ever reacted badly when your pride was on the line, or when you felt ashamed?"
     
    I thought of how I had bristled at the Fish Guy nickname, how I'd blown up at Pinprick years ago, how I'd let it goad me more than once. How I'd defended an empty post office building and been informed I needed to prioritize. I remembered how I had let personal vendettas nearly get another hero killed. I recalled the many times I thought I got this, spurned help, only to wake up in a healing tank in the med-bay.
     
    "Nothing comes to mind," I lied.
     
    The shower door opened a crack, large enough for a showerhead to be aimed at me and spritz me in the face.
     
    I dripped there for a second, then said "You disagree?"
     
    "We've both done things for pride's sake. The throwing the car recklessly? THAT we can't have. The bout of shame and misleading that man? That's a lesser failing, and one we've all come close to in our own way," She motioned  "Get in the shower, I don't like those burns. Speaking of which, what about our OTHER problem child?"
     
    "Trailblazer?" I said, and began to strip as well. Sadly, I could tell she wasn't asking me to join her so much as take my turn in the shower, "Yes, that was boneheaded, but nothing I couldn't survive." I said that, but winced as some burns did not take my costume coming off too quickly kindly, "I mean, we've all had a situation where we've caught friendly fire."
     
    "That was literal fire," She points out, "And it was like lobbing a grenade into a wrestling ring just because someone else grabbed a chair. You weren't in danger until she decided to napalm you."
     
    "It wasn't really like napalm, it didn't stick.... and I kind of want to see that wrestling match now," I confessed and I found myself shoved into the shower area even as she slid past me in a fashion that really made me want to hook her in after all. Alas, before you could say PG-13 rating, the steam was no longer covering her form but a towel was. It wasn't a large towel, but then she was a short woman.
     
    "You know damn well what I mean, when it's on the line, she chokes," Valerosa says.
     
    "Not at first," I said as I let the water run over me, my burn marks reducing as my quick healing kicked into overdrive, "When we first caught sight of her, she was acing it like a pro," I reminded her, "Going full tilt with no missteps, flames clearing a path. She was on her game. It was like a completely different hero from when she was being tested."
     
    "Well, it sure as hell went to hell fast," She snorted, "So it's clearly not just the training room that's her problem. I wish I knew what WAS her problem. One minute she's on her own, kicking ass-"
    I finished for her, "Then we're watching her tripping all over herself," I closed my eyes to let the water pound me in the face a bit, then I opened them again, "Wait.. hold on."
    "Then we're WATCHING her trip all over herself," Ariana blurted, her mind racing to the same destination my own had.
     
    I opened the shower door and said "Performance anxiety?"
     
    "Stage fright?" She countered just as unsure, but both of us could see it.
     
    "It's possible," We said at the same time, then broke out into grins.
     
    I turned off the water, she tossed me a spare towel and we began to talk excitedly as I wrapped it around my waist, "That could be it."
     
    "Too soon to be sure, but it's definitely a lead worth pursuing," Ariana said. "What about Hussar?"
     
    "He rankles me," I admitted, "And I'm not entirely sure why, besides him being full of himself one minute then losing his backbone the next ,and nearly killing an innocent man."
    "That last one is a wee bit hard to get around," Ariana said slipping into the harness and her spare costume, "Do we talk to him before or after the news?"
     
    "After," I said, "I want to know what kind of damage control is in play from Channel 3."
     
    She nodded, kissed me and handed me the spare costume of my own that I kept in her closet, "Besides, they need to meet the crazy monster that is , for good or ill, the Fourth Estate."
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    Hermit got a reaction from Old Man in Political Discussion Thread (With Rules)   
    "Water is wet" is dead on. Good article, but it confirms more than anything.
     
    I honestly think that's where a lot of the outrage is in this country. The two sets of law and rules. People KNOW life's not fair, what is pissing them off is that our governments and the laws the produce seem to set things up as much as it can for MAXIMUM unfairness.
     
    "Corporations are people, my friend" but I've yet to see a corporation executed in Texas even when its actions cost lives.
     
    A rich kid kills four people drunk driving, has it blamed on Afluenza, and gets less jail time than a poor black kid with a joint.
     
    The whole situation with police officers getting away with flat out killing people but your average citizen damn well better be careful how he protests or he can have his voting rights ripped away (Thanks, Tennessee)
     
    Politicians blatantly violating the law, with jail time level offenses, and no one bats an eye.
     
    And the IRS can't AFFORD to go after rich people, so it harasses those who they can bully.
     
    If the Stock market thrives, that is, if the higher ups who have the bulk of it's profits' are doing well, then "The Economy is good"... nevermind the poor saps who haven't seen a raise in five years while cost of living increases.
     
    And so on. We all know these stories.
     
    So folks get pissed, they get angry, but they feel powerless...
    and they either choose to direct that rage to those they CAN hurt, often more powerless than them, or directed to do so by those who know the value of divide and conquer
     
    Honestly, at this rate I fear we're going to either have a revolution, and a bloody one, or an autocracy within a 15 year period.
    And some of my friends tell me I'm optimistic
     
     
     
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    Hermit got a reaction from TrickstaPriest in Political Discussion Thread (With Rules)   
    "Water is wet" is dead on. Good article, but it confirms more than anything.
     
    I honestly think that's where a lot of the outrage is in this country. The two sets of law and rules. People KNOW life's not fair, what is pissing them off is that our governments and the laws the produce seem to set things up as much as it can for MAXIMUM unfairness.
     
    "Corporations are people, my friend" but I've yet to see a corporation executed in Texas even when its actions cost lives.
     
    A rich kid kills four people drunk driving, has it blamed on Afluenza, and gets less jail time than a poor black kid with a joint.
     
    The whole situation with police officers getting away with flat out killing people but your average citizen damn well better be careful how he protests or he can have his voting rights ripped away (Thanks, Tennessee)
     
    Politicians blatantly violating the law, with jail time level offenses, and no one bats an eye.
     
    And the IRS can't AFFORD to go after rich people, so it harasses those who they can bully.
     
    If the Stock market thrives, that is, if the higher ups who have the bulk of it's profits' are doing well, then "The Economy is good"... nevermind the poor saps who haven't seen a raise in five years while cost of living increases.
     
    And so on. We all know these stories.
     
    So folks get pissed, they get angry, but they feel powerless...
    and they either choose to direct that rage to those they CAN hurt, often more powerless than them, or directed to do so by those who know the value of divide and conquer
     
    Honestly, at this rate I fear we're going to either have a revolution, and a bloody one, or an autocracy within a 15 year period.
    And some of my friends tell me I'm optimistic
     
     
     
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    Hermit reacted to DShomshak in Political Discussion Thread (With Rules)   
    And in other news, water is wet.
     
    Economy
    The Wealthy Getting Less Scrutiny On Taxes
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    Listen · 4:25 4:25   Dean Shomshak
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    Hermit got a reaction from Tom Cowan in Political Discussion Thread (With Rules)   
    "Water is wet" is dead on. Good article, but it confirms more than anything.
     
    I honestly think that's where a lot of the outrage is in this country. The two sets of law and rules. People KNOW life's not fair, what is pissing them off is that our governments and the laws the produce seem to set things up as much as it can for MAXIMUM unfairness.
     
    "Corporations are people, my friend" but I've yet to see a corporation executed in Texas even when its actions cost lives.
     
    A rich kid kills four people drunk driving, has it blamed on Afluenza, and gets less jail time than a poor black kid with a joint.
     
    The whole situation with police officers getting away with flat out killing people but your average citizen damn well better be careful how he protests or he can have his voting rights ripped away (Thanks, Tennessee)
     
    Politicians blatantly violating the law, with jail time level offenses, and no one bats an eye.
     
    And the IRS can't AFFORD to go after rich people, so it harasses those who they can bully.
     
    If the Stock market thrives, that is, if the higher ups who have the bulk of it's profits' are doing well, then "The Economy is good"... nevermind the poor saps who haven't seen a raise in five years while cost of living increases.
     
    And so on. We all know these stories.
     
    So folks get pissed, they get angry, but they feel powerless...
    and they either choose to direct that rage to those they CAN hurt, often more powerless than them, or directed to do so by those who know the value of divide and conquer
     
    Honestly, at this rate I fear we're going to either have a revolution, and a bloody one, or an autocracy within a 15 year period.
    And some of my friends tell me I'm optimistic
     
     
     
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    Hermit reacted to Logan.1179 in Favorite Episodes: The Twilight Zone   
    Going through the '80s Zone again I am reminded of how much is mixed up in my memory with Amazing Stories, another wonderful anthology.
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    Hermit reacted to Logan.1179 in Favorite Episodes: The Twilight Zone   
    Burgess Meredith was so good in this show. I saw Printer's Devil again just the other night and he really presaged the Batman's Penguin in that role. 
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    Hermit reacted to BoloOfEarth in In other news...   
    I can't speak to the existence of ghosts, but given the way 2020 has gone (trying to avoid dipping into politics here), there's evidence enough on the demon front.
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    Hermit got a reaction from Logan.1179 in Favorite Episodes: The Twilight Zone   
    Liked them all.
    Special fondness for The Obsolete Man which is under rated in my view 
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    Hermit got a reaction from slikmar in Favorite Episodes: The Twilight Zone   
    Liked them all.
    Special fondness for The Obsolete Man which is under rated in my view 
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    Hermit reacted to Cygnia in Favorite Episodes: The Twilight Zone   
    The Obsolete Man Mr. Dingle, the Strong Time Enough at Last Printer's Devil Twilight Zone: The Movie
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    Hermit got a reaction from tkdguy in A Thread For Random RPG Musings   
    Never a purely Arthurian campaign, but I have made 'file off the serial numbers' knightly orders with a strong Arthurian vibe and given players the chance to play one plenty of times. And they, not being dummies, caught onto source of some of the adventure ideas and more. They had a blast at the time or so I tell myself, but it's been awhile, a long while.
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