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I'll probably won't be able to show up until about noon, my time, due to certain obligations of the paternal nature. However, after that, I'll be clear for the rest of the day.

Ah, damn. Well, you're the one running this, thus it's kinda important for you to be there, so I shall have to bow out.

Well, from what I've just learned, I should be able to put in a few hours earlier in the day Saturday, as apparently I'm not leaving until 2-3-ish my time, though I'll probably be out the rest of the day after that.

And here are all of them, in the character sheets thread.

FIRESTORM PILOTS: Asia: Marcus ‘Swordsman’ Snow, Wardog 1 Kei ‘Edge’ Nagase, Wardog 2 Alvin ‘Chopper’ Davenport, Wardog 3 Hans ‘Archer’ Grimm, Wardog 4 Europe: Louis ‘Cipher’ Davidson, Galm 1 Larry ‘Pixy’ Foulke, Galm 2 Patrick-James ‘P.J.’ Beckett, Galm 3 David ‘Blaze’ Armstrong, Galm 4...

Also yes, all these pilots have names.

“Guts!” Bishop shouted. “Damn. Enemy fighters on our six. We’re trapped.” “Anybody have any shields?” Oka Nieba asked as the ten firestorms now weaved not only through the obstacles ahead of them, but also through the wall of fire being throw at them from behind. The pilot was answered with a...

Gloria and Cupio’s ships made more implicit use of their weapons, targeting the Arkbird and opening fire. Although some destroyers harassing the supra-battleship had fallen, their spray of plasma was nothing compared to the two blasts that rocked the shields of the Arkbird. “Down to seventy...

And I'll be throwing something up in the character bios later to remind you all of how unoriginal I am.

Extending the cactus offer to you as well. Serious note, fuck that chucklenut. Besides, if you were a shit writer, why were you getting an A in the first place?

Truth is like the sun, it burns when gazed directly upon. Knowledge is like the moon, only visible when reflecting on the truth.

Such interesting developments we have here...

And one little solo for Al, finishing off a plot thread you probably forgot about.

“Safe Return” XCOM Headquarters, Battleship ‘Arkbird’ Primary Medical Bay December 23, 1431 Hours Gentle beeping echoed through the room, the machines indicating that yes, the man occupying the hastily converted surgery table in the center of the room was indeed still alive. Albert Foulke...

Ah, thanks for the compliments, makes the work worth it. Besides, I'm thinking more so a literal hand cannon over a hook. We have the technology.

Everyone who had to write one today?

And then David falls into a deep depression over deactivating his A. I.mmelia project.

Lensman Arms Race of grimdark? I got you covered. D&D game I ran where, through a convoluted series of events, one of the players had to choose between letting his buddy become the agent of darkness a prophecy had foretold of, or hang for the crime of premeditated murder. Little did he predict...

Ah, alright, so it is like the Mississippi River then. Without the influence of man, it'd flow through several large towns and kill lots of people, but since it is influenced, we get the river as we know it. Got it.

No no, the time travel merely created an alternate universe, branching from the point of interference. Both timelines still exist, it's just that one has the interference of the other upon it. Trust me, I played FE13, I know how this shit works.