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  1. Ask Sunny

    I'm with Bleck. I dont want to see my boobs either! back on topic! New question! Paddington Bear loves himself some Marmalade Sandwiches! What is YOUR favourite sandwich?
  2. AAA- Ask Ambi Anything

    Do you have any allergies?
  3.'>Knife Party - Bonfire B-B-B-B-B-BONFIYAH!
  4. Anime/Manga General

    I liked watching it for Izaya and Shizuo and that pretty much kept me happy until it got good.
  5. NC-17 [Private] Avatar: The Burning Earth

    An pinkish orange glow began to bathe itself over Imperial City as dawn slowly broke. On the third and highest tier of one of the old and last temples in the city, Chen was sat cross legged on the ledge of the small bell tower that was strutting out of the tiled roof. He sat cross-legged, his eyes closed with a look of true calm across his face, his staff laying flat across his legs. He heard a gentle but increasing tapping from behind him as someone scampered up the roof carefully, trying not to break loose any tiles. Without moving Chen greeted the figure. "You're on time for one, Jarik" Chen said with a smirk. The man stood beside the bell tower to Chen's left. He was older than him, probably in his early thirties. His body was lean and toned, and he was dressed in a dark grey jacket with a wide collar. He also wore three quarter length trousers and tight leggings underneath that covered his lower legs. On his feet were a pair of white plimsoles of similar fashion to Chen's. His hair was black and short, spiking out backwards with the exception of one stubborn strand of hair that curled forward over his forehead. Jarik had dark eyes and a cold stare as he looked out on the rising sun. "Was that you then?" he asked Chen, "Last night? The market?" "I didn't start it if that's what you mean." Chen replied, "What am I not supposed to defend myself? I kept my bending to a minimum. Nobody would have noticed I was an Air Bender. Heck most people in this city have never even seen one." "That's not the point" Jarik said with a stern tone, "We're not here to attract attention. I thought you of all people wouldn't need reminding." "Mhmm" Chen hummed in response, his eyes still closed. "So are you here to lecture me or would you like to hear the good news?" Chen asked, opening his left eye to peak at Jarik and gauge his response. Jarik sighed and turned to face him. "Out with it then" he said as he folded his arms. Chen smirked and pushed himself off of the ledge, tapping down on the tiled roof and holding his staff around the back of his neck. "I found him" he said finally. Jarik's eyes widened in surprise. He strode forward, so that he was staring at Chen from mere inches apart. "you found...'him'?" Jarik asked, "You mean...the Avatar?" "Pretty sure it was him" Chen said with a soft grin. "Pretty sure?" Jarik repeated, his gaze becoming judgmental once more. "Well put it this way..." Chen replied, "He was up on a roof. The reports said he was blind...what blind kid can run across rooftops? Not to mention he caught my staff when I threw it at him. It's like he's got weird sonar vision or something. Maybe he sees our spiritual aura? Can he even do that?" "I don't know!" Jarik snapped, "Nobody does to be honest. But if he fits the description why isn't he with you. Your job was to apprehend him!" Jarik turned away from Chen and held out his hands. "I don't see him anywhere!" he barked "Calm down..." Chen said in a hushed tone, "You Fire Benders, you're all so loud and angry..." "Then perhaps you shouldn't be so prone to baiting my temper, hm?" Jarik replied. The two looked at each other an exchanged a soft smirk. Despite their differences they were allies, and they both wanted the same thing. Chen and Jarik had been assigned to search Imperial City for the Avatar. They had only been here a week, and the only information they had was that he was a young boy, most likely skilled in earth bending, and that he was blind. None of these tips were conclusive, but Chen had witnessed all three within the boy. "I'm pretty sure he's using some kind of earth bending to help himself move without sight. Can't say I understand it though. I need to be sure. Besides...he's just a kid. I don't think he even knows what he is." Chen explained, "I tailed him from the sky, I don't think he noticed. I know where he lives now. I'll just have to keep an eye on him." "Agreed" Jarik said with a nod. "Very well. You keep an eye on the boy. I'll report back to main camp. We'll make plans for the evacuation. Try to be ready." "Got it." Chen replied before bringing his staff to his side and springing the mechanism within it that caused brass rods to shoot out from near the top and the bottom, both attached to fan-like wings. Chen went off at a run down the rooftop and leapt off of it, holding the glider over his back and soaring into the air, carried on a gust of wind. He swooped into the sky, quickly fading until he was nothing but a black dot flitting about in the distance. Jarik shook his head and smirked once more, then he too took his leave. There was a knock at the door of the Winking Dragon Inn. While it may have been morning, it had not long broken, certainly too early for customers to be arriving from the street. And yet as the innkeeper opened the door he was greeted by a young man wearing black dungarees and boots, with a dark blue vest on underneath. His hair was brown and shaggy, tied back and tucked inside a red do-rag. The boy grinned at the innkeeper and gave him a wink with his green eyes. "Mornin' sir!" the young man said with a hearty smile, "Don't suppose you're open for breakfast?" "Um...well...we were just about to start might have to wait a while until it's ready." came the polite but slightly startled reply. "What a life saver!" the young man said in rejoice, "the name's Shuu! I'm working nights doing some maintenance work in the city. I'm from the east y'see." "Right well come in and have a seat for now..." the man said with a soft smile, ushering Shuu to come in. "Don't suppose you have any rooms spare?" Shuu asked as he walked into the Inn. "I haven't managed to find a place yet. Going to be here another few weeks." "Why don't we discuss it while I cook breakfast" the innkeeper suggested. "Good plan. I'm starving!" Shuu replied before going to find a seat. He looked around the Inn. Nothing out of the ordinary. It was early though. He heard noises coming from the floor above. Was there a wife on the scene? More importantly, was the Avatar up there?
  6. Ask Wahad Whatever

    I had blue mountain jamaican coffee when I was over there on vacation. Still probably my favouritest coffee. So when do you think you'll get bored of people asking you questions?
  7. Anime/Manga General

    force myself to watch 12 freaking episodes. This is like when I played WoW and everyone was like "it sucks until your level capped. Just wait until end game! It's amazing then! Just keep grinding" and then it still sucked and I quit WoW.
  8. Anime/Manga General

    Look it was confusing and I was probably busy and I'm pretty sure it was round about the same time I started watching Durarara! and I guess I must have just settled into Drrr! better.
  9. ...and it made me frown

    I have to go to work tomorrow! Booooooo! And back to University next week! BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
  10. Celebration Thread

    Made some tasty Chicken & Bacon carbonara from scratch. Was really tasty. Now I have a cup of tea. Mmm tea. Today was good.
  11. Anime/Manga General

    Monogatari? Uh, like 2 episodes I think.
  12. Anime/Manga General

    I didn't hate it I just found it kinda hard to follow. I'll try it again at some point but I have to catch up on Titan first.
  13. Psychedelic Space Lounge

    Abuse my powers? For Evil? ...
  14. Surreality Themed Profile Event

    precisely why I'm offering my own services to dilute the market. Otherwise Val is gonna go all Heisenberg on our asses. He'll be cooking meth sigs all day!
  15. Anime/Manga General

    I tried watching Bakemonogatari and I just got extremely confused both in regards to what was happening on screen and what was happening in my groin area. But seriously what even in the hell happens in that anime? I really could not follow it.
  16. ...and it made me frown

    Just FYI I merged the topics. Go cry about it ya bunch of babies.
  17. Psychedelic Space Lounge

    Also anyone who isn't playing Mafia with us should totally play Mafia.
  18. Roleplaying Classifieds

    Username: Blackfrost Name: Some people call me Kyo, it's an old username, I respond to either that or Blackfrost so go nuts! Available Times: this tends to change quite a lot. I have ever-changing work shift patterns, I have University lectures, time to do project work, managing stuff on Surreality as well as a fairly demanding social life. As such I almost exclusively do private 1-on-1 role plays with someone who is comfortable with potentially taking breaks should I get busy. Post Length: Long like the freakin' Bible. As long as it ain't boring. Post Frequency: anything from 5 - 30 posts a month. It just depends how busy I am. RP Preferences: Anything really. I like all sorts of genres, I like playing all sorts of characters, I've even played females on occasion. I'm a bit of a stickler for good storytelling. I like to plan ahead and establish key plot points so that the story can be directed without being aimless. Contact Details: PM is probably the easiest, fastest and most effective means of contact.
  19. Surreality Themed Profile Event

    Might also add that this is a perfect opportunity to take advantage of Valentine's Sig Shop if you would like a cool set up and don't have the talent or effort to knock up your own. I'm also available for commission but I haven't got around to setting up a shop thread yet. P.S. Dibs on Krookodile.
  20. Newb Poetry

    I suck at poetry and know very little about it. That being said I liked that poem. I wish I could do poems but I don't think I have the vocabulary or creative depth to write anything more than a naughty limmerick! Good job, i'm eager to read more!
  21. Psychedelic Space Lounge

    Aww man new events to look forward to. Totally tooting the go look at stuff the admins are doing to make this place more fun horn! woooohooo!
  22. Mafia! [open for new members]

    I think to avoid confusion we should have a record of each game played on the first post of the topic. That way for each game we can keep an up to date list of who is playing as well as perhaps a link to whichever page the game begins. Otherwise this could get messy. If in future the thread get's a bit cluttered, let me or another staff member know and we can trash it (we don't delete threads) and you guys can start a-fresh. I've never been involved in this game though so I don't know how disorganised it can get. At any rate I'm so in for another game!
  23. Mafia! [open for new members]

    Well I can hold my hand up and say I was innocent. Still i'm ready to play again. Let's get more people involved though.
  24. NC-17 [Private] Avatar: The Burning Earth

    The quiet on Gong Li street was only broken periodically by the general shuffling and scrapes of market stalls being packed away. Meanwhile many of the merchants and their families were gathered and chatting among each other. In one such corner a few gentleman were stood around a street light. A burly gentleman with a thick, brown mustache and a receding hairline was stood with his arms folded, talking away, whilst the shorter, stouter gentleman to his left puffed away on a pipe, coating the scene with smoke. A lanky fellow with thin eyes and a pointed jaw was leaning against the door frame to the home behind him. On a barrel next to him there was a young man sat cross legged, his entire body covered in a thick animal skin cloak, only his chin and nose poking out from under the hood. A rather simple looking staff rested on his shoulder, his bandaged hands clasped around it gently. "So I tell's this guy..." the burly man continued, "...Look buddy I don't care how much they're sellin' this for up north! Down here you won't get any cheaper than I'm sellin' for, that's for sure" "Of course!" replied the lanky fellow with a smirk, "Where in world is cheaper than here for Komodo Rhino? Unless you want to go hunt them yourself out in the west." "Exactly, Fei'lun" The burly man replied, "These Northern back packers are constantly trying to take advantage. They think we don't know our own trade!" "Actually, There's a sizeable herd of Komodo Rhino in the North." came a response from the cloaked man. The burly man and his partner, Fei'lun, both turned and eyed the cloaked man suspiciously. "And what are you a hunter? farmer?" Fei'lun asked, raising his brow and eyeballing the cloaked man. "Nah I'm just a traveler" the cloaked man replied, his voice calm and polite. "I spent some time up north in the mountains. There's a pretty big herd up there. It was part of some conservation act...they moved a group of them there years ago. It's really helping the trade. 500 Yuans a kilo I hear." "500!?" Fei'lun spat, "Y'hear that Balko? That's almost half of what we charge!" "Hmph!" Balko responded as he stroked his mustache. His pipe-smoking friend had still not spoken, seemingly minding his own business. Fei'lun was still staring at the cloaked traveler. "So what about these merchants up North? Are they looking to undercut us? Move the trade up north?" Balko asked finally. The traveler was quiet for a moment. He seemed to be pondering his response. Balko huffed impatiently and finally the traveler spoke. "I can't say I know. Pretty sure they were running a couple of restaurants specializing in traditional fire nation cuisine. It's cheaper to rear the stock nearby I guess. A couple of fire benders from my camp worked for them for a while. They only take on chefs who can fire bend. Something to do with the way they cook the meat." "Hmph! Fire Benders!" Balko spat, "bunch of stuck ups! Always trying to hold on to tradition. They can't just get with the times!" "Actually, there were benders from all walks in my old camp" the traveler responded, "Earth benders, water benders, fire benders, and some non-bending folk. We picked up people along the way for about 4 or 5 generations. By the time I was born we were all just family. Nobody cared about where you came from. All that mattered was our community. It didn't matter if you were a bender or not, everyone was equal." "Sounds dangerous to me!" Balko replied, shaking his head. "No offence to you, boy, but I wouldn't be spending my time around benders if I were you." "Who's to say he's not a bender?" Fei'lun snarled, leaning in close to him. The traveler looked back at him calmly. He heard a small twitch of a noise above them and briefly looked up to see a pair of legs hanging over the edge of the roof. He returned his eyes to face Fei'lun, and he simply smiled politely. Balko screwed his face up and folded his arms again. "You're not a fire bender are you, boy? Water? Earth?" Balko asked "Nope" the traveler replied, "And it's Chen by the way. Yangchen." he nodded his head politely. Fei'lun leant back against the door frame again but continued staring down the traveler. "Well good. Bender's only cause trouble round here. Making a fuss! Damn Free Elements do nothing but cause trouble for people like us. There's nothing wrong with Imperial City, they should just stay out of it. Not to mention that damn sport muddling up our children's heads, making them wish they were benders too. damn rebels are just trying to make the Empire look bad!" "And you don't think they might speak a bit of truth?" The traveler said with a soft smirk, lifting his head so that his face could be seen. He was a young man, 19 years of age, with green eyes like jade stone. "You sit around all comfy in this city, you don't see what goes on outside of these walls. I suppose when the Empire destroyed our entire caravan simply for being short enough money to pay a toll, I suppose, that was reasonable? To attack innocent people, and no not just benders, but people just like you. Most of my family perished because of the Imperials. But I suppose we shouldn't have been causing trouble, right?" "Are you sympathizing with those rebels? With benders?" Balko asked, his fist tightening. "Are you a Free Element, scumbag!?" "Oh, you got me!" Chen said with a grin. Balko roared and charged forward, swinging his fist down on Chen. The young man moved quickly. pushing his staff up into the air with his foot, with an invisible force sending it up past the rooftops of the buildings. As he did so he leant backwards, rolling so that he was stood on one hand, his legs pointed up in the air. Balko's fist crashed into the wooden barrel and he yelped in pain, whilst Chen vaulted over him and on to the ground. He landed with a soft tap, and spun on his heel immediately as Fei'lun swung at him from behind. He ducked and weaved, effortlessly avoiding the strikes, his feet constantly moving, winding around Fei'lun in a constant rotation of movement. Fei'lun swung at him aggresively as he re-positioned himself, until finally Chen ducked and Fei'lun's fist crashed into the jaw of the man who had been silently smoking. The man roared in pain as Chen pulled the cloak from himself and thrust it forwards, a fgust of air spiralling from his palm and sending the cloak in a heap over Fei'lun and the now furious smoking man. Balko turned to him in a rage once more but Chen simply crouched low and spread out his palms once more, causing a gust of wind to knock the broad-shouldered Balko off his feet and crashing on to the ground. As he lifted his head up Chen's staff finally returned to earth and smacked him on the forehead with a clunk. As the Balko collapsed in a heap Chen picked up his staff and looked up at the boy who was still watching him from the roof. Well, perhaps watching wasn't the word, judging by the blank, pale eyes that looked back at him. "People in this city, huh?" Chen said with a smirk and a shrug, "So aggressive. I think they just need to cool off. Yeah...I'm sure." Without his cloak Chen could be seen for what he was, a young man with shoulder length, shaggy brown hair. He was dressed in a red, sleeveless jacket that reached down just above his knees. It was strapped at the chest by pins much like a tunic, as well as a black sash around the waist. He wore black shorts and his wrists and shins were wrapped in bandages. On his feet he wore a simply pair of black, split-toed plimsolls. He tapped the end of his staff gently against his forehead and then pointed it back at the boy. "Probably best I'm not around when they come to. Don't go telling them which way I went!" he said with another warm smile before running off fown the street and into the darkness.
  25. Ask Sunny

    Do girls all show each other their boobs and compare? If so, How do I successfully infiltrate this strange custom for...research? O.o