107. Never sneak out with one of Nathan's planes. He will kill you. 108. Especially his Warhawk. 109. This also applies to the armour of any company. 110. Or vehicles. 111. Chocolates are NOT to be sent to Strumfelder on Valentine's day. 112. Or Nathan. 113. Or Patterson. 114. Or Merhoff. 115. Or any CO/powerful member/evil member/you get the point. 116. Jumping out of a closet with a monster mask on in front of Adelheid is NOT a good idea. 117. May not start singing "Hello, My Baby!" on the phone when a soldier on the other end picks up. 118. This especially applies to Brentwood. 119. No raiding the kitchens at midnight for food. 120. Or Wolfram's secret liquor supply, either.
121. Do not insult Edward or his divisions (current and old) in any way, shape, or form. 122. Beer bottles are NOT to be thrown at Patterson's head. 123. Even if his haircut strangely resembles a bullseye. 124. No trimming Patterson's hair to look like a bullseye.
~.:.~ This is a retired character. ~.:.~
This character, until further notice, has been placed on the back burner, and will not be used in any RPs. This being said, the character may be un-retired in the future, but all storylines concerning this character are on hold indefinitely.
127. At no point is Flight Lieutenant Charles Norris to attempt to try and break any of these. 128. Nor is he allowed to roundhouse kick anyone. 129. Or run his plane into them. 130. Or drop questionable pictures of his superiors all over London. 131. Or any other city, Allied or Axis. 132. This applies to his subordinates as well.
Post by ⊕ Owen Pearson on Feb 8, 2009 23:45:33 GMT
Now here is the way to stop Mac:
133. No deleting any accounts named after prominent American martial arts symbols.
Now, we all know that he can do this...
3 Dec 09, 06:54 IO: Goodnight, Owen. 3 Dec 09, 05:27 Owen: There, I finished that. Goodnight IO.
Owen, come back! -JT I did -Owen Yeah, but you left again! -JT And then came back again! - Owen You should come back a third time, I've heard it's a charm! -JT
Mac thought about that for a moment before he grabbed the handset and held it up to his face. “Hello, my baby,” he sang before quickly changing his voice to something rough and harsh,