Admin Scouting. We want you!Roleplay Chat /// Q&A /// Kitten Info /// The List /// Re-Adoption /// Custom Info /// RedesignAdmin Scouting. We want you!3 hours ago in Personal More Like This
I, sharkystuff, am looking for five new admins. I, and I alone will be judging who gets to join. There will be plenty of trials through this, but hey, five spots in a group of what thirty? The odds are pretty good if you meet all the qualifications.
Do Part One and Part Two in order, commen
Attack on Titan Cosplay (Update 3) - Scout CloakMy friend :iconAliTat: and I have started working on the cloak these past couple days.Attack on Titan Cosplay (Update 3) - Scout Cloak3 hours ago in Personal More Like This
First of all, here is a basic sketch of the pattern we will be cutting (note: we used the full circle cloak pattern):
The dimensions for the cloak depending on your height are as follows:
Small: Height - 5' 0"-5' 4" (152cm-163cm) --> Cloak length - 26"-27" (66cm-69cm)
Medium: Height - 5' 4"-5' 7" (163cm-170cm) --> Cloak length - 27"-28.5" (69cm-72cm)
Large: Height - 5' 7"-5' 10" (170cm-178cm) --> Cloak length - 28.5"-30" (72cm-76cm)
Here is what we have done so far:
We took 1.5 yd (approximately 60" x 54") of fabric we got from Joann Fabrics, folded it in half, and pinned the corners with a safety pin (note: the color that will be showing on the outside of the cloak is the picture to the far right).
Sol.Terra - Episode 2.11 The Originals (Part 1)The Raden docked at Illystari Space Station with Arichaea’s ship right behind it. Pia’s hand went to her back again, checking to make sure her icer was there. As soon as the airlock opened, she and Cal entered the station. The Rugnarin squad poured out of the airlock beside them. Pia glanced over at Arichaea. The Captain had her assault rifle strapped to her back, and a number of other weapons attached to her body. She looked at Pia briefly, giving her a nod, before turning back to her squad.Sol.Terra - Episode 2.11 The Originals (Part 1)6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
As usual, the station’s main viewing deck was filled with tourists. No one spared a glance for them when they entered.
“I want the station evacuated,” Arichaea turned to three of her agents. “Perform a sweep of the upper floors, make sure everyone’s off.”
The women nodded and disappeared back into the corridor.
“What do we do about the tourists?” Pia asked. “There’s more people arriving all the time.” As she spoke, anoth