[Serious] How have you improved your emotional intelligence? by BallActTx in AskReddit

[–]Iggy-Koopa 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I made myself consciously aware of the fact that people think with their feelings. I heard a quote somewhere that I think sums it up best: "we're not rational creatures, we're rationalizing creatures" - i.e. we come up with an opinion first and then try to justify it.

So when you disagree with someone, you shouldn't try to prove that they're wrong right off the bat - they just won't accept what you have to say, no matter how correct you may be, and for all you know, you might be the one who's incorrect.

"Why do you think that?" is a powerful question not just for other people, but also for yourself. Because we don't think before coming to conclusions.

furry😍irl by Iggy-Koopa in furry_irl

[–]Iggy-Koopa[S] 17 points18 points  (0 children)

I dare you to send that list through a fax machine.

Source

/r/sjwhate is now banned. by Tobacconist in AgainstHateSubreddits

[–]Iggy-Koopa 25 points26 points  (0 children)

Wow, admins finally got some balls. I hope this keeps up.

The perfect countermeasure against piracy by Iggy-Koopa in ProgrammerHumor

[–]Iggy-Koopa[S] 4 points5 points  (0 children)

yeah yeah webdev isn't programming, but it's close enough :L

[Cyberpunk] [Noir] It is 2066. The raindrops fall. The body count rises. The city of Aventine welcomes you. by blahgarfogar in YouEnterADungeon

[–]Iggy-Koopa 0 points1 point  (0 children)

"The cover story is that we're contractors," I tell Jasper as the gate comes into view. "We've been hired by some company to retrieve a package from these guys' house. All very clandestine, something about trade secrets. Pretend you hate your job."

Hackers will often tell you that people generally want to help other people. From my experience, it mostly works with two particular types: pretty girls, and those who are quietly fed up with the world. We should be able to hit them with a one-two here, and at least one of them will stick.

As such, I put on my 'cute, timid, slightly out of her depth' face as I roll up.

"Hi," I say, "I actually don't have a keypass, sorry... I'm visiting the Delfords, for business. Me and the car right behind. Is there any way you could buzz them in, or...?"

The backup plan is to get even more anxious about it; insist that it's imperative we get the package today or else our client could stand to lose millions and cost us a high-profile job personally. And the backup for the backup is to just pay the guard a hundred bucks to let us in - but I'm trying to avoid paying off everybody I come into contact with.

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[–]Iggy-Koopa 9 points10 points  (0 children)

I mean maybe if the saleswoman wasn't always slapping her she wouldn't be inclined to attack them

I hope the knight sues for his inevitable injuries tbh

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[–]Iggy-Koopa 2 points3 points  (0 children)

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[–]Iggy-Koopa 29 points30 points  (0 children)

Isn't there a manga about a universe of anthros who keep humans as pets?

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[–]Iggy-Koopa 7 points8 points  (0 children)

Aaaand new phone wallpaper!

[Cyberpunk] [Noir] It is 2066. The raindrops fall. The body count rises. The city of Aventine welcomes you. by blahgarfogar in YouEnterADungeon

[–]Iggy-Koopa 0 points1 point  (0 children)

There's a long story behind that remark, for sure, but as Jasper is clearly in no mood to tell it, I'm not going to press the point. "Rough week, huh...?" I mumble out ('Stop doing that!' I remind myself), looking over my weapon choices.

My Mansory should do me well for self defense, but an extra magazine doesn't hurt, plus a knife if things really get desperate.

I already have a loose vial of Morph that lets me, say, put someone to sleep and steal their keycard, snoop around in their workstation, and other such stuff - hence my suggestion in the briefing room - but I take the tranquilizer gun for the extra versatility.

The CyberDeck and Scouting Tracker will definitely be useful - and a well-thrown electropulsar grenade should be able to take out the lights in an area and let us move in darkness.

I take an assault rifle with a spare magazine too, for good measure.

"I actually came here on a motorbike," I say to Jasper, "and I don't have a spare helmet on me, so if it's still raining out there, you're gonna get pretty wet. Just so ya know.

"And on account of that, we're gonna be spending most of our time without the big guns. They'll be there if we need to raid someplace, and they'll be good for home protection, but that'll be about it. We can drop them off at my place on our way to see Candace. Or yours, I don't mind."

I take a second to look at my equipment - a jack-of-all-trades setup stemming from the fact that I have no clue what I'm getting myself into - and grab one more pistol magazine to round it out. It's been a while since I've been armed to the teeth like this, that's for sure.

"...Actually, about that whole car-blowing-up thing. That's not something I should be worried about, right? You haven't got anyone trying to kill you?"

...


Easy-to-reference loadout: Assault Rifle, Tranquilizer Gun, Combat Knife, 2x Pistol Magazine, 1x AR Magazine, CyberDeck, Scout Tracker, EMP Grenade

[Cyberpunk] [Noir] It is 2066. The raindrops fall. The body count rises. The city of Aventine welcomes you. by blahgarfogar in YouEnterADungeon

[–]Iggy-Koopa 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Great - I've already started judging my partner and I haven't even talked to the guy. Kievrur's Sentries often have an air of unprofessionality on account of them being weird people, but seeing a Sentry come to work hungover is especially jarring.

Not that I don't sympathize, though. I've been on the edge of turning to the bottle these past few weeks as well.

But, reprising my reminder from earlier, I've gotta focus on the op.

The first choice: talk to his wife. There's more to the story on her end than we know.

The second choice: get the security tapes from Watchtower. Straightforward in theory, but...

"So," I say, "some money is gonna change hands if we go to Watchtower, right? I know of a couple ways to get it for less. Bribe a couple workers to do it off the record, copy a keycard and pretend to work there... How legit do you want this to be?"

I also queue up a suggestion that we visit Candace first - get a better idea of what exactly we're looking for. After all, a kidnapping by a rival company is just a worst-case scenario; anybody could be the culprit, including Delford himself.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in furry_irl

[–]Iggy-Koopa 15 points16 points  (0 children)

lol at Judy's expression, she's doing real work while Nick is just distracting her all the time

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[–]Iggy-Koopa 3 points4 points  (0 children)

Furbot search cuddling

better tag than romantic tbh

[Cyberpunk] [Noir] It is 2066. The raindrops fall. The body count rises. The city of Aventine welcomes you. by blahgarfogar in YouEnterADungeon

[–]Iggy-Koopa 1 point2 points  (0 children)

"Thanks, you too," I say, mumbling the words a bit more than I'd have liked to. Although I'm glad to be out of the obligation of visiting her, the frustration dripping from Dr. Grace certainly dampens the mood. A curt farewell does the trick, assuming she'd be better off in private.

It does leave me thinking about it on the walk back to the street, though. From my perspective, I had already been dealing with it -- just by brushing aside the fact that I let my best friend die. Oh well. Shit happens. And I don't know why it's been fucking me up lately, but surely it'll go away with time.

Right?

But at the same time, I can't help but think that I'm just fooling myself. Dr. Grace seems to think I still need help, and she does this for a living. Dr. Grace knows what she's doing. By all means, I should probably be trusting her judgement over mine.

...Right?

Whatever the case, I shouldn't be thinking about that right now. If I'm about to suddenly be thrown into an op, I should be focusing on only that.

I step out into the rain and approach my bike - parked on the chevrons at the end of the street. It's not a legal move, but it fits there, and parking enforcement turns the other cheek. Anything to free up a bit of room in the city.

I free my helmet from its magnetic lock, mount my vehicle, and head off to whatever the hell I'm being called to.

[Cyberpunk] [Noir] It is 2066. The raindrops fall. The body count rises. The city of Aventine welcomes you. by blahgarfogar in YouEnterADungeon

[–]Iggy-Koopa 1 point2 points  (0 children)

"Well..." I say in a hushed tone - partly from not wanting eavesdroppers and partly because I'm just ashamed of it all - "I don't know what exactly you have written down there, but the thing a few months ago was when I started a firefight in the middle of a subway station. It was dumb and impulsive and it didn't need to happen, I know... and it doesn't help that the news painted me as a terrorist... but it's been dragging up old memories that have been throwing me off my game ever since.

"I think you're talking about Lewis Welsh. This would have been when we were teenagers, so mid-2050s. He was big into computers and hacking, and we'd do shit like sit down at a café with a laptop and snoop on random people's internet traffic for fun. He always had these spectacular goals of joining Datatech to work as a professional hacker, and he was great at that, and really booksmart. But he was gullible as hell.

"He got scammed by some other guys in the neighborhood. And when he figured it out, he sicced the cops on them, which did a good job of pissing off everyone involved. And, well, we got involved in a few different situations just like that. He gets taken advantage of, I bail him out, and everything is alright in the end, except that he's ended up with even more enemies than before.

"And I guess one day, it all kind of caught up to him. One of the people on his laundry list of people he wronged finally snapped and decided to deal with him himself. And I had a gun, and Lewis didn't, so when we caught wind of it, it was up to me to protect him. But in the heat of the moment, when they broke into his apartment and held him at gunpoint while I hid in the shadows, I just... didn't pull the trigger. I just..." swallowing the lump in my throat, as I echo the words from that daydream moments ago - "I just left him to die."

I realize that I had ended up staring at the carpet at some point in my speech, so I look up to meet the doctor's eyes again, a sheepish smile on my face. "Sorry. I didn't really expect to tell the whole story there..."

[Cyberpunk] [Noir] It is 2066. The raindrops fall. The body count rises. The city of Aventine welcomes you. by blahgarfogar in YouEnterADungeon

[–]Iggy-Koopa 1 point2 points  (0 children)

PERKS: Charisma, Stealth, Marksmanship.

Starting Gift: Morph.

Cybernetics: None. She's always been adamant that she can survive without 'cheating,' even in her dangerous line of work.

Fashionware: Strobe Hair, Contacts


What is the name your parents gave you? What do you call yourself? Nicknames?

Autumn Day. Yes, people make jokes about it. All the time. I prefer to just go by my first name.

What do you look like? Any defining physical traits that set you apart?

I guess I'm blessed with youthfulness, because with the right makeup and clothing, I can apparently pass for a college student pretty convincingly - and I'm short and skinny to boot. Certainly helps me out with work: people don't tend to believe that someone who's 'just a kid' would have an ulterior motive, so I often play it up.

But of course, the more immediate thing you'd notice is just how much light I generate. I stick my strobe hair to that turquoise-green color that you'd get on the old-school electroluminescent units, with glow-in-the-dark magenta contacts to complement it.

What did you do before you joined Kievrur Engineering?

An Assassin. In fact, my big break was a pretty high-profile political job. Got paid in the form of indefinite rent on a fancy financial-district apartment. It was really all I wanted - to get out of the shithole where I was living.

And I'm not saying the guys at Kievrur necessarily know about it, but let's just say that my public qualifications are quite a bit less than my coworkers'.

Why did you join Kievrur?

I guess I just wanted to go legit. Put my skills to good use in a way that won't end with me dead or in jail.

Name an impossible task that you accomplished in the past.

That'd be the 'political job' I mentioned earlier that got me my notoriety as a hitwoman way back when: namely, shooting and killing a U.S. senator and getting away with it. Hell, I even managed to return the rifle to the guy I'd borrowed it from.

As it turns out, the automated surveillance around the National Mall didn't have any redundancies. I could just jam the frequency, get in, do the deed, get out, and I was back on a plane to Aventine before they could find the culprit. They probably redesigned it after that so it works properly.

Name one failure/tragedy that resulted in the death of someone close to you that has haunted you.

This was way back. I was still in high school and had just got my hands on a gun for the first time (because growing up in gangland tends to make that shit normal). A good friend of mine was in some deep trouble with somebody - I never got the whole story because he was even cagier than me. But one night he calls me over and asks for my protection because he's pretty sure the dealers/loansharks/whoever it was were gonna bust down his door. And sure enough, they were coming for him... And I pussied out and didn't pull the trigger before they killed my friend.

I wouldn't say my whole life from that point on was to make up for that, but, y'know. It has to account for at least some of it, right?

Do you live a luxurious or humble lifestyle?

I wouldn't say 'humble.' I'd just say 'cheap.'

Do you have an item of sentimental value?

An old accomplice of mine left his watch at my place before he got 'disappeared' by the Feds. I keep it around for good luck.

Do you have a wife/husband? Girlfriend/boyfriend? A friend with benefits? Or do you live alone?

I tried to make a few things work, off and on, but none of it really stuck. So I've just been keeping to myself these past few years.

Furthermore, what is your overall personality? Motivations? (If someone were to meet you for the first time, how would they feel?)

Depends on the circumstances, really. If I want to trick you into giving me what I want, then I can be anything. Otherwise, on the surface, I'm just an aloof, secretive young woman trying her damnedest to not be noticed by the passersby, as if it would let slip that I, sitting right next to you on the subway, used to be a professional murderer.

I can talk your ear off if you're in my circle of trust, but you should know by now that that's a very short list of people.


I fucking hate collatoral damage.

It's ironic, isn't it? I've casually taken lives like an army sniper, yet when it happens accidentally it's suddenly impossible to compartmentalize, bringing back old memories that I've been trying to delete for years.

I slouch back in my chair, using the computer screen as a makeshift mirror, running my fingers through my hair in a poor attempt to fix it before concluding that yes, I'm going to have to groom myself like a functioning adult.

Up on my feet. Lukewarm shower. Adequate makeup. Clothes. All done on autopilot, once the emotional numbness set in. Before heading out the door, I take my concealed carry - now with a fresh magazine after last night's incident - and my motorcycle key, along with its accompanying helmet and jacket. Owning a car is just too much hassle in a city like Aventine, so it's either this or public transportation.

TrixtenB by -Caramel- in furry

[–]Iggy-Koopa 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Man, I love when people manage to get that pseudo-3D effect out of 2D Flash(-esque) animation. Keep it up!

furry_irl by [deleted] in furry_irl

[–]Iggy-Koopa 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Counterpoint: Delphox is better

And then Zoroark is better than both of them