Well you also got my hair color pretty spot on, and my inclination to tinker when I know what I'm messing with, as well as my whimsical sense of humor (I.E. "don't eat poison ivy..." )...OmO
Oh, good. I feel less angst ridden over my characters now. :] (Please, please tell me you didn't actually do that?! )
Well you also got my hair color pretty spot on, and my inclination to tinker when I know what I'm messing with, as well as my whimsical sense of humor (I.E. "don't eat poison ivy..." )...OmO
Oh, good. I feel less angst ridden over my characters now. :] (Please, please tell me you didn't actually do that?! )
Yeah, I was able to turn the tides in a nerf battle once when I was younger by McGyvering my gun. It wasn't a huge or even noticable repair but it got my nerfgun working again, and that was alright with me. (I've done a lot of less-than-smart things in my time, but that would beat all. I most emphatically am not competing for a darwin award.)
"Wise words by wise men write wise deeds in wise pen." —Lollimon the Wise
Oh, good. I feel less angst ridden over my characters now. :] (Please, please tell me you didn't actually do that?! )
Yeah, I was able to turn the tides in a nerf battle once when I was younger by McGyvering my gun. It wasn't a huge or even noticable repair but it got my nerfgun working again, and that was alright with me. (I've done a lot of less-than-smart things in my time, but that would beat all. I most emphatically am not competing for a darwin award.)
Cool. I have friends who love nerf. I never really realized how big it was. Well, nerf is by far more fun and safer then poison ivy. XD (Aren't we all living with something we hath regretith. Never was a fan of that guy… )
Conner stuffed his extra fatigues, jeans, t-shirts, and hoodies into his dark olive green canvas duffle bag. He cramed his things into the corners as hard as possible, making sure there was no wasted space. Struggling to ignore the acid feeling of sadness washing around his ribs and heart, he focused on zipping the bag shut just so. He swung the bag up over one shoulder and walked past the rows of sturdy bunks for the last time. Stepping out into the bright mid day sun he dropped his bag onto the pile of seemingly identical ones already accumulated. He moved into cluster of his fellow agents and immediately picked up on the many tendons of emotion running among them. They all felt the same way he did. Bittersweet moments fleeting by every second. Shad appeared and they all pulled their circle tight, waiting for him to speak. He cleared his throat, "Well, it's all for it now lads and lasses. If a few minutes the senior agents will be here to get yu. I want you all to know how glad I am to have gotten to be with and teach yu all. I am so proud of each and every one of yu." Jay ducked her head and gave a quiet sob. Shad went on, "I dinna belive that this will be goodbye forever, we will meet again. Until then, go with my blessings and thoughts. Take on the world head on. Make lives, friends, family, memories. Make changes. And don't any of yu ever, ever think you can't do anything yu set you minds tu." His accent deepened towards the end as he cleared his throat again of the emotions they all felt. Jay gave him a teary goodbye hug, and everyone else went around shaking hands and hugging their teacher goodbye. Even Nexo felt the moment, wipping briefly at his eye and complaining about, "That drated wind, blowing around dirt all the time…"
Yeah, I was able to turn the tides in a nerf battle once when I was younger by McGyvering my gun. It wasn't a huge or even noticable repair but it got my nerfgun working again, and that was alright with me. (I've done a lot of less-than-smart things in my time, but that would beat all. I most emphatically am not competing for a darwin award.)
Cool. I have friends who love nerf. I never really realized how big it was. Well, nerf is by far more fun and safer then poison ivy. XD (Aren't we all living with something we hath regretith. Never was a fan of that guy… )
*pops in* I'm driving 10 hours to go to a college campus national nerf war in a week.
Conner stuffed his extra fatigues, jeans, t-shirts, and hoodies into his dark olive green canvas duffle bag. He cramed his things into the corners as hard as possible, making sure there was no wasted space. Struggling to ignore the acid feeling of sadness washing around his ribs and heart, he focused on zipping the bag shut just so. He swung the bag up over one shoulder and walked past the rows of sturdy bunks for the last time. Stepping out into the bright mid day sun he dropped his bag onto the pile of seemingly identical ones already accumulated. He moved into cluster of his fellow agents and immediately picked up on the many tendons of emotion running among them. They all felt the same way he did. Bittersweet moments fleeting by every second. Shad appeared and they all pulled their circle tight, waiting for him to speak. He cleared his throat, "Well, it's all for it now lads and lasses. If a few minutes the senior agents will be here to get yu. I want you all to know how glad I am to have gotten to be with and teach yu all. I am so proud of each and every one of yu." Jay ducked her head and gave a quiet sob. Shad went on, "I dinna belive that this will be goodbye forever, we will meet again. Until then, go with my blessings and thoughts. Take on the world head on. Make lives, friends, family, memories. Make changes. And don't any of yu ever, ever think you can't do anything yu set you minds tu." His accent deepened towards the end as he cleared his throat again of the emotions they all felt. Jay gave him a teary goodbye hug, and everyone else went around shaking hands and hugging their teacher goodbye. Even Nexo felt the moment, wipping briefly at his eye and complaining about, "That drated wind, blowing around dirt all the time…"
cont….
I approve of my story-persons wardrobe selections. Good fashion choices, Conner.