Your random habits that you are (Or are not) afraid to share.

[Austupaio]

When Im playing a game and an AI dies, I always restart checkpoint to try and save him this time.

I'll make scenarios in Strategy games where I'll have two teams of AI duking it out while I'm situated on some remote island and play peace keeper.

By peace keeper I mean I run devastating bombing runs, stealth missions or nuke the team who is starting to win.

Works well in TA Spring.

I sometimes vibrate at odd frequencies on a quantum level.

There are self-help books for that. I believe Scientology might be for you.

 

[Lord Tristan]

I think everyone who plays Mount&Blade for... *Ahem* 1,000 hours *cough* Starts thinking about where to place infantry, and archer for reduced casualties.

 

[regiment77]

I have done this since age 9, before i knew what steam was and my only game was age of empires 2.

 

[Toffey]

I sing to my cats on a daily basis.

 

[havoc]

I skin squirrels and pin them to trees to watch their muscles flex and contract while they squirm in pain until they die of blood loss.

 

[Theo]

When I take water from the tap I have to pour it back to sink many times or else something terrible will happen.

 

[Dryvus]

I skin squirrels and pin them to trees to watch their muscles flex and contract while they squirm in pain until they die of blood loss.

 

[regiment77]

When I take water from the tap I have to pour it back to sink many times or else something terrible will happen.

+1

 

[Fierce Headmaster]

I have imaginary conversations with people I know, before talking to them for real. Usually their imagined responses match the actual ones in almost all topics.

 

[Evilknightz]

I imagine raping everyone I meet.

 

[Lord Tristan]

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(>**<)
U    U
How could you?

 

[Ambalon]

I bite the insides of my cheeks.

And the skin on my lips, too. Fortunately I'm managing to stop doing this.

I skin squirrels and pin them to trees to watch their muscles flex and contract while they squirm in pain until they die of blood loss.

Even knowing that you're not Sirius, that's slightly disturbing.

Sometimes when in a crowded place I think "I know you can read my thoughts, get out of my head!", just in case.

 

[Rigadoon]

I bite the insides of my cheeks.

And the skin on my lips, too. Fortunately I'm managing to stop doing this.

I skin squirrels and pin them to trees to watch their muscles flex and contract while they squirm in pain until they die of blood loss.

Even knowing that you're not Sirius, that's slightly disturbing.

Sometimes when in a crowded place I think "I know you can read my thoughts, get out of my head!", just in case.

Wow, same here. I thought I was the only one.

 

[QuailLover]

I dance with my cats.

 

[The Cow Dude]

I have imaginary conversations with people I know, before talking to them for real. Usually their imagined responses match the actual ones in almost all topics.

Aye, but the responses are more hit and miss for me.

 

[Lord Tristan]

I tend to buy old game stations I played ... 9 years ago? And search for games I would play nowadays... I found that the gamecube is sadly mostly a "Family" game system... Though Prince of Persia, Reign of Fire, and the Zelda games are good.

 

[johncage]

any random habit that you're not afraid to share isn't worth sharing.

 

[Lord Tristan]

Then share any habit!

 

[Dryvus]

any random habit that you're not afraid to share isn't worth sharing.

Yes, sir.

 

[kiarj]

any random habit that you're not afraid to share isn't worth sharing.

Any habbit of yours isn't worth sharing. They'll mostly be "I'm an ignorant git and I hate everyone, all the time, 'cept Jesus, whom I harbor secret fantasies about. But then again, how could you blame me? Such a gentle figure, attractive by sheer benevolence rather than looks. Powerful, yet unhindered by the powerlust that us mere men worship... His strong, bronze shoulders carrying the weight of our sins without complaint... That long, flowing hair joined in a strong, manly beard as he puckers lips that gave a thousands pardons, grasping me and looking through the windows of my soul to touch me in places mortal men do not even comprehend, as his wistful gaze fill my every waking moments..."

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Ahem.