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I'm voracious about filling my imagination! It's ridiculous the state of brain, where I float, and chase ideas...
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Psechi2yrReplied to ZukigiYep yep! Broken indeed, and stupid, as the definition of inch, feet, and miles are all linked to the meter. Intuitive only in the very coarse sense that a foot is about the length of your foot and an inch is the tip of your thumb to the knuckle. And yep, as a scientist I so wish the Imperial system could rot in history books where it belongs...
Morana's next opponent was a guy named Ryan, that could not be described as anything other than weird. He was about 5.7 feet tall had short purple hair and lime-colored eyes.- Psechi2yrReplied to KingSitri
Well since I'm more interested in cool expensive projects funded by the government than being a multimillionaire, a while? I could live in a cave... but science is really fun.
Some might say that genetic didn't matter so much or that IQ was not a good measure of intelligence. Emotional intelligence was, after all, much more useful when it came to being successful in life. - Psechi2yrReplied to Zukigi
Uh... feet can be expressed as a decimal, it's just not standard practice in the generally accepted American English. It is still base 10, so 5' 11" is 5.916... Not some weird base 12 thing.
Morana's next opponent was a guy named Ryan, that could not be described as anything other than weird. He was about 5.7 feet tall had short purple hair and lime-colored eyes. - Psechi2yrReplied to Infected_Armour
Ouch, I mean... you aren't wrong?!? I do remember in bio when we learned about gorillas... and how emboldened the nerds in class were when they realized they were packing. Problem being we weren't out cruising for female gorillas Friday nights. At least not where I attended uni.... ;<)
There was no telling how the male dragon did it. - Psechi2yrCommented
It's backwards to think someone is more amazing in a game than super human real life... At a basic level, it's still just a game as far as we know? Or did I miss something...
At least now she could see why someone like Jin was so strong in RML. If he could do this much in the real world where limits existed, Fang Qiu shivered when she thought about how far he could go in a place where those limits were removed. - Psechi2yrCommented
" ... and then I took an arrow to the knee"
This time, the shot had quite an impact. Blood splattered as the bullet entered its knee and shot through it before hitting the ground. Its bones were also strong but not as sturdy as its skin. A nick was created by the bullet and caused its bones to snap because of its weight. - Psechi2yrCommented
Uh... kerosene better than diesel, Don't waste it!
"What are you going to do with a large amount of kerosene? I don't think you can use that for anything aside from burning things. Your car also uses diesel as fuel, right?" - Psechi2yrCommented
By definition, if it is a living cell in the body, it contains DNA...
However, it came with a setback. This mutation cannot be controlled easily. If he carelessly absorbed just anyone's and anything's blood, he could turn into a monster in no time at all. Due to that, he was avoiding absorbing blood of others as much as possible since he gained this mutation. The least he could do during time he was sucking blood and turning them into metal was to not include the white blood cells and other cells in the blood that could contain DNA and just focused on absorbing those that surely did not. - Psechi2yrCommented
If you're going to bring real world items into a story... at the frickn' minimum use Wikipedia! A deagle is NOT a 1911 at all... sheesh...
Finally managed to get hold of the thing, he immediately pointed it to the assailants. It was a Desert Eagle 1191 semi-automatic pistol. With this, his confidence was raised as he glared at the two assailants. - Psechi2yrCommented
Fast speed. Fast momentum isn't a thing. Like, high momentum could be slow with a large mass or very fast with little mass. So the amount of momentum is already either fast or slow.
The two blades were hacking down towards him in a very fast momentum. Normally, those blades would have already decapitated its prey but with Mark's brown eyes turning pitch black, black mist covered his body instantly. The blades tore through the mist and the mist dispersed with a puff with a faint trail of it moved fast behind the infected. - Psechi2yrCommented
Attractive, not attracting. Same in next para.
Mark sighed with a bitter smile. This girl might be a little annoying but Mark could not hate her either. It was because he found this girl attracting. Not her looks but her mindset and the reigning emotion in her subconscious. It was actually, 'Happiness'. - Psechi2yrCommented
There is no vase for butane... it can only remain a liquid at room temperature when under pressure. Propane cylinder, butane cylinder, etc... all are gasses at STP. Hence the pressurized cylinder.
Mark took out other vase and threw it adding fuel to the fire! The liquid inside the vase was actually butane! It was the contents of the two butane spray mark brought with him! - Psechi2yrCommented
Oh! I know those... we call them 'one drops'... you can guess why.
Mark knew this model. It should be the BF-F8HP radios made by Baofeng. - Psechi2yrCommented
Chariot wheels, or the power of ancient tires...
'Seems like this ability of mine is much more mysterious than I thought, one truly can't underestimate the power of ancient tire ability. - Psechi2yrReplied to Brianna_Torres_9523
The shortest object you can consider as a wave is called "standing wave" which can have a physical length of one half wavelength of the motion. For gravitational waves, the restoring force in this case, the amplitude of the wave is smaller than the wavelength. Try fit now...
Gigantic waves over a hundred thousand feet tall were formed, crashing down with tremendous auras. - Psechi2yrCommentedCh 734 Secret Lover
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So he's chopping up gold coins now?
Zhang Heng did not walk far. He stopped shortly after leaving the tavern and opened the coin purse with six gold coins. He divided the money into fourteen shares and distributed it to twelve patrol members, each of whom would get about forty-two Sestertius. - Psechi2yrCommented
I unfortunately ate cat at a Chinese restaurant in Arizona. They were shut down months later for having 'hanging cats' in the meat locker. Yeah... not quite chicken... good prices though!
As he ate, he learned about how much someone would spend on average at a place like this. The price of the food here was half of the cost of the food in the city. The portions here were smaller, however, and they tasted terrible. Zhang Heng felt that the grilled meat tasted weird, feeling neither like chicken nor rabbit. - Psechi2yrCommented
"I need to strengthen my toy... Oh look! Dragon bones, and an evil god! Just in time..."
It was the first time in two hundred years that an Evil God teleported to the main plane from the Astral Plane.