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#16
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 08:41 AM
I would get shot with arrows for my wife. I would die for her, I would kill for her.
#17
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 08:44 AM
I can't decide if that's romantic or obsessive.
...guess it depends on whether I think you're nice or creepy.
...guess it depends on whether I think you're nice or creepy.
#18
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 08:44 AM
#19
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 08:47 AM
#20
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 09:00 AM
I'd hope that's how I would react.
Kind of along the lines B9 suggested.
Furthermore even if I didn't jump into action, not only would it make me feel bad that she's not the one. I'd feel even worse that I allowed some poor girl to be kidnapped, forcibly wed, and subsequently raped. That'd probably weigh on the conscience I think.
Kind of along the lines B9 suggested.
Furthermore even if I didn't jump into action, not only would it make me feel bad that she's not the one. I'd feel even worse that I allowed some poor girl to be kidnapped, forcibly wed, and subsequently raped. That'd probably weigh on the conscience I think.
#21
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 09:09 AM
muhkayla, on 30 June 2011 - 11:47 AM, said:
\Hehe. Not knowing anyone very well, my first thought was romantic ... until I noticed his sig said, "Hey.... wanna see a dead body?".
That's no2pencil's idea of romantic. Nothing beats the warmth of fornication with a freshly dead body.
#22
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 09:13 AM
Ooo I see. Reminds me of a heated conversation when I was playing EvE late one night about it not being creepy if the body is still warm. :x
#23
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 09:16 AM
BenignDesign, on 30 June 2011 - 02:44 PM, said:
I can't decide if that's romantic or obsessive.
Mostly the former with maybe a dash of the latter
When you really care for someone their life is more important than your own, or at least that is how I feel. Although I would never want to be in the position I believe I would take a life to protect hers.
#24
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 09:32 AM
if i'm deciding in advance, i gotta know where, and i gotta know what kind of arrows.
#25
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 09:49 AM
Arrow of Storm Strike (Shock Damage 40pts in 10ft for 2sec)
#26
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 11:10 AM
Would she love you if you got shot in the nuts? If not then you should take an arrow for her.
It's a tough question knowing the arrow could kill or cripple you. Would I? I would since I'd hate to see her in that amount of pain.
It's a tough question knowing the arrow could kill or cripple you. Would I? I would since I'd hate to see her in that amount of pain.
This post has been edited by codeprada: 30 June 2011 - 11:13 AM
#27
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 11:20 AM
Just read this passage at lunch:
It seemed to have been missing arrows though...
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Jurgen Dusek leaned forward to study the recording Chuanli had brought him. The three men were now within two meters of the couple at the corner table.
They were almost certainly carrying weapons. One of them was, for sure. Jurgen could see the pistol butt peeking out from under his jacket. Careless of him. But in practice there was no chance he'd get accosted by the police—not in Neue Rostock—and as long as he kept the weapon technically out of sight the barkeeps at the Rhodesian wouldn't make any objection.
All three men had that certain sort of smile on their faces that Jurgen recognized from long experience. Dangerous thugs, about to prove it once again, taking the first steps in a familiar dance. When the dance was over—clearly, they didn't expect it to take long—they'd have some new female company to enjoy and a punk would have learned his true place on the pecking order. Maybe he'd survive the experience, maybe he wouldn't.
Dusek now looked at the man still seated at the table. If McRae was carrying any weapon, it wasn't visible. There was no sign of the pistol that Thiêu had sold him. In fact, he seemed oblivious to the menacing trio approaching him. So far as Jurgen could tell, McRae hadn't noticed them at all. The good-looking blonde sitting across from him had spotted them coming, sure enough, but she didn't seem too twitchy either.
Chuanli had told him it was interesting.
"What's your name, sweetheart?" asked one of the three men, when they came up to the table.
The blonde glanced at him, shook her head, and pointed at McRae. "Ask him."
McRae didn't even glance at them. "She's my woman. Leave it at that." His tone of voice was that of a man thoroughly bored.
The man who'd made the initial advance began to bridle. "Listen, shithead, you—"
McRae somehow had the pistol in his hand. He brought it up, still seated, and shot the man in the chest. As he began to crumple, the Havenite rose, smoothly and easily, and shot him in the head. Twice. Then shot the man to his left, then the one to his right. Three shots each. The first center mass, then a double-tap to the head.
It all took maybe three seconds. Only one of his victims even got a hand on a gun, and he didn't succeed in pulling it out of its shoulder holster. When it was over, half the floor of the bar was covered in blood and brains and the other dozen or so patrons—all of them very tough people in their own right—were pale-faced with stunned surprise.
"Which word in 'she's my woman' does anybody in this bar have trouble understanding?" the gunman asked. He still sounded thoroughly bored.
"Jesus H. Christ," said Jurgen Dusek. "Run it again, Chuanli."
The crime boss watched the recording three times over. Each time looking to see . . . anything that would make that gunman seem like a human being. Or even a normal sociopath.
Nothing.
They were almost certainly carrying weapons. One of them was, for sure. Jurgen could see the pistol butt peeking out from under his jacket. Careless of him. But in practice there was no chance he'd get accosted by the police—not in Neue Rostock—and as long as he kept the weapon technically out of sight the barkeeps at the Rhodesian wouldn't make any objection.
All three men had that certain sort of smile on their faces that Jurgen recognized from long experience. Dangerous thugs, about to prove it once again, taking the first steps in a familiar dance. When the dance was over—clearly, they didn't expect it to take long—they'd have some new female company to enjoy and a punk would have learned his true place on the pecking order. Maybe he'd survive the experience, maybe he wouldn't.
Dusek now looked at the man still seated at the table. If McRae was carrying any weapon, it wasn't visible. There was no sign of the pistol that Thiêu had sold him. In fact, he seemed oblivious to the menacing trio approaching him. So far as Jurgen could tell, McRae hadn't noticed them at all. The good-looking blonde sitting across from him had spotted them coming, sure enough, but she didn't seem too twitchy either.
Chuanli had told him it was interesting.
"What's your name, sweetheart?" asked one of the three men, when they came up to the table.
The blonde glanced at him, shook her head, and pointed at McRae. "Ask him."
McRae didn't even glance at them. "She's my woman. Leave it at that." His tone of voice was that of a man thoroughly bored.
The man who'd made the initial advance began to bridle. "Listen, shithead, you—"
McRae somehow had the pistol in his hand. He brought it up, still seated, and shot the man in the chest. As he began to crumple, the Havenite rose, smoothly and easily, and shot him in the head. Twice. Then shot the man to his left, then the one to his right. Three shots each. The first center mass, then a double-tap to the head.
It all took maybe three seconds. Only one of his victims even got a hand on a gun, and he didn't succeed in pulling it out of its shoulder holster. When it was over, half the floor of the bar was covered in blood and brains and the other dozen or so patrons—all of them very tough people in their own right—were pale-faced with stunned surprise.
"Which word in 'she's my woman' does anybody in this bar have trouble understanding?" the gunman asked. He still sounded thoroughly bored.
"Jesus H. Christ," said Jurgen Dusek. "Run it again, Chuanli."
The crime boss watched the recording three times over. Each time looking to see . . . anything that would make that gunman seem like a human being. Or even a normal sociopath.
Nothing.
It seemed to have been missing arrows though...
#28
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 12:00 PM
I'd take arrows for a stranger if something like that was going on.
This post has been edited by Christoph: 30 June 2011 - 12:00 PM
#29
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 12:58 PM
I'd probs just join in for a 3some. jk. I probably would, but that's because I have a hero complex. I'd probably do it for a stranger tbh.
#30
Re: Would you get shot with arrows for your gf/fiance/wife?
Posted 30 June 2011 - 01:04 PM
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I'd probably do it for a stranger tbh.
are you talking about the 3some or saving the person?

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