Posts made by Brother Arbalan

AKA, Lucky Star Moe Drill.

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As one of the very few people who will actually go out of their way to import games from Japan, I tend to fill up my CPU with Japanese games. Eternal Fighter Zero, Melty Blood Re-Act, Air Raid, and of course stuff like Air, Kanon, everything released in English on Insani (Genuflect motherfuc-), and even stuff like Sets in the East and Rises in the West: Operation Sanctuary, Tsukihime, Fate/Stay Night, and then that leads to, well, stuff that can't be reasonably fobbed off as a fandom; Welcome to Pia Carrot, Virgin Rooster, DiviDead...

So, this leads to my main question. Is it worth it to buy a DS to buy import games? Yeah, there's the LS game, but it's just one game. What other kinds of Japanese import games are there that I can obtain through importing?

Yes, I know those last few are Hentai games. Shaddap.

168: The best way to survive a long fall is to drop a healing potion at the apex of your descent.

Quote (Shuryou)

Asshole Day.

For when the true assholes of the forum can go their way without interruption.
*raises his glass to a good friend of his*

Yet again- quoted for win and truth.

Quote (legoroy2)

4Chan day.

Quoted for truth and win.

152: Lolis win.
153: Every teddy bear hugged by a loli is a pedobear.
154: Never trust a young pretty girl who takes you into some deserted place. Because when you're NOT looking, that bitch'll chunk you.
155: If a girl is cute, pretty, and NOT well endowed, she can probably kill you like you're dirt.

Quote (Kazuhiro)

Emo Day
Date TBA
A day to make fun of emo kids. What? It's not like it's anything new to them. It's their lot in life to take our verbal/emotional abuse, don'tcha know?

What? Didn't you know? In that case, EVERY day is Emo Day!!

Quote (Zal)

Marowak with Thick Club does -not- equate to 999 ATK, Arbalan. >.> The set up with swords dance required for it to even touch that number is ridiculously unfeasible.

Really? At level 100, he's at 3-something already.

Quote (LordHothead)

Quote (Brother Arbalan)

80. FAVORITE SONGS?
Lots.  Usually heavy metal, j-pop thrown in.  Mokette Sera Fuku and Hare Hare Yukai currently win for me, followed by Ace of Spades, and a whole lotta metal.

What's this? A challenger to my position of resident metalhead?

No, of course not. I bow to your metal powa. I just happen to enjoy it.

Even though I only have a Silver and a Crystal...

My (Dream, meaning give me three months) Lineup:

Golem: Earthquake, Explosion, Rockslide, Rest. Quick Claw cuz he's slow.

Marowak: Earthquake, Rock Slide, Swords Dance, HP Bug. Thick club. 999 ATK!

Blissy: Heal Bell, Submission, Soft Egg, Minimize (HA!). Given Golden Berry.

Tyranitar: Crunch, Rock Slide, Earthquake, Rest. Mint Berry.

Machamp: Cross Chop, Earthquake, Fire Blast, Rest. Mint Berry.

Misdrevious: Perish Song, Mean Look, Pain Split, Protect. Leftovers. w00t.

1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT?
Acne.

2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?
Anime posters. One Azumanga Calander, poster of Saber, poster of some random anime I don't know, poster of Darth Vader...

3. WHAT DOES YOUR CELL PHONE LOOK LIKE?
A... cell phone?

4. WHAT MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?
Everything except Emo and heavy rap. A lotta J-pop.

5. DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU WERE BORN?
2 AM or something.

6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?
Her.

7. WHAT DO YOU MISS?
A lot of friends from Okinawa.

8. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOR?
Blue.

9.DO YOU PREFER HOT DOGS OR HAMBURGERS?
Hamburgers.

10.WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO?
Lucky Star OP, 1.5x speed. WIN.

11. DO YOU GET SCARED IN THE DARK?
No.

12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?
Misuzu Kamio from AIR, although that doesn't really count, now does it?

13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE COLOGNE / PERFUME / AFTERSHAVE?
Old Spice.

14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOR?
Black and brown.

15. EYE COLOR?
... Brown. Your quiz phails.

16. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINKS?
Coke.

17. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIZZA TOPPING?
Green peppers.

18. IF YOU COULD EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?
I could go for a subway sammich with more veggies than meat.

19. WHO IS THE LAST PERSON YOU MADE MAD?
I got about 7 forums members here at once mad.

20. DO YOU SPEAK ANOTHER LANGUAGE?
Half-speak Japanese.

21. WHAT WAS THE FIRST GIFT SOMEONE EVER GAVE YOU:
Uhh, life?

22. DO YOU LIKE SOMEONE?
Yeah.

23. ARE YOU DOUBLE JOINTED?
No.

24. FAVORITE CLOTHING STORE?
.... Who made this, a woman/emo?

25. WHAT'S YOUR DREAM CAR?
My dad's '65 mustang.

26 - 29 got deleted because they were gay.

30. SAY A NUMBER FROM ONE TO A HUNDRED
Fourty-Two.

31. Blondes OR brunettes:
Brunettes.

32. WHO IS THE PERSON YOU CALL MOST OFTEN?
My friend. Who I am not calling right now so he can finish sexxorzing his Xbox 360.

33. WHAT ANNOYS YOU MOST?
Emos. Angst. This includes my own, btw.

34. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF THE US?
Yep.

35. YOUR WEAKNESS?
... Himitsu.

37. FIRST JOB?
McDonalds.

38. EVER DONE A PRANK CALL?
Yep. On a collect call, too.

39. WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE YOU FILLED OUT THIS?
Looking up Lucky Star Fandubs.

40. IF YOU COULD GET PLASTIC SURGERY WHAT WOULD IT BE?
I could stand to lose some weight, though I'd like some muscle, so I'd rather just work it off.

41. WHY DID YOU FILL OUT THIS SURVEY?
Waiting for laundry.

42. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST?
I don't. Compliments make me uncomfortable.

43. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF ALCOHOL BECAME LEGAL?
Not drink it. Tastes like shit.

44. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY?
A PS3. Come on, dad, you spent $1200+ for sis's 15th b-day party, can I get $500 for a PS3? I'll even buy my own games!

45. HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT?
2 at the most.

46. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
My middle name is my dad's.

47. DO YOU WISH ON STARS?
Once in a while.

48. WHICH FINGER IS/ARE YOUR FAVORITE?
Pinky. Yakusoku!

49. WHEN DID YOU LAST CRY?
When I watched the last episode of AIR.

50. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
I like how messy it is, yeah. Wish it were better, but I like it.

51. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
Tuna. :/

52. WHAT IS YOUR WORST HABIT?
Which one?

53. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING CD ON THE SHELF?
My several Anime OSTs.

54. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOURSELF?
No.

55. HAVE YOU EVER TOLD A SECRET YOU SWORE NOT TO TELL?
Nope. I don't gossip secrets, even though one burns inside me. I should have spilled it, but...

56. DO LOOKS MATTER?
To an exent. You need to take some sort of effort to make yourself presentable. Comb your hair, shave, etc. If you're not pretty, it doesn't matter. What does matter is that you stand up straight and speak like you give a damn about yourself.

57. HOW DO YOU RELEASE YOUR ANGER?
Warhammer 40K, and playing video games. I also occasionally wander off into the walk-in freezer at work and scream my head off, although now these days, with friends who give and take insults with no offense taken or given, it makes me much more calm.

58. WHERE IS YOUR SECOND HOME?
An hour drive from my first.

59. DO YOU TRUST OTHERS EASILY?
Rarely. I try to see the good in others, but now these days it's getting more and more veiled.

60. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY AS A CHILD?
My die-cast Thomas the Tank Engine toys.

61. HOW MANY NUMBERS ARE ON YOUR CELL PHONE?
20 max.

62. DO YOU USE SARCASM?
No, of coooooourse I don't use sarcasm. Would I use sarcasm? Psh.

64. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN A MOSH PIT?
No.

65. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GIRL/GUY?
I'm not sure yet. I guess a friendly sort of personality, able to listen to my crap and nod back politely. I perfer a more agressive personality, meaning more agressive than mine. Which, actually, despite my chatbox antics, isn't hard to do. Liking dead baby jokes is a plus, and being a megane-ko=awesomeness for me.

66. WHATS YOUR NICKNAMES?
Girls at my sister-school call me Koi for some reason.

68. DO YOU UN-TIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
Nope. Nor do I tie them if they become untied unless someone nags me.

70. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?
Mint choco-chip. Like mother, like son.

73. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE BANDS?
*Shrug* I've been listening to a lotta Aya Hirano, though I love Gwar.

74. HOW MANY WISDOM TEETH DO YOU HAVE?
.... What?

75. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO ANSWER THESE?
I can't bring myself to care.

76. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
.... The sound of my keyboard.

77. LAST THING YOU ATE?
Gummy worm.

79. WHATS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX?
Face, breasts, height, legs, hair.

80. FAVORITE SONGS?
Lots. Usually heavy metal, j-pop thrown in. Mokette Sera Fuku and Hare Hare Yukai currently win for me, followed by Ace of Spades, and a whole lotta metal.

81. FAVORITE THING TO DO?
Write. If I get into it, nothing can stop me.

82. FAVORITE DRINK:
Water. I down that stuff like an alchoholic and his booze.

83. FAVORITE ZODIAC SIGN?
Aquarius. Mine.

84. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SPORT?
Although football is the sex, I love watching Olympic fencing. Or women's volleyball.

85.WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR?
Recycle much?

86. WHAT IS YOUR EYE COLOR?
YOUR MOM.

87. DO YOU WEAR GLASSES?
Nope.

88. SIBLINGS?
Imouto.

89. FAVORITE MONTH?
January. SNOW~!

90. DO YOU LIKE SUSHI?
Unagi ftw.

91. LAST THING YOU WATCHED?
Lucky Star Episode 13.

92. Favorite Day of the Year?
Coming of Age day is probably the only day I'm lucky on.

93. ARE YOU SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT?
Yeah. I wish I wern't.

94. SUMMER OR WINTER?
Winter.

95. KISSES OR HUGS?
Hugs.

96. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS?
Relationships.

97. WHO IS THE MOST LIKELY TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?
Your mom?

98. WHO IS THE LEAST LIKELY TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?
Anyone not on this website?

99. BIGGEST FEAR?
Heights. Shallow? Yes. But somehow freefalling without support to my horrid demise freaks me the fuck out. I get vertigo fifteen feet high and up unless I'm in a building, and even then... *Shudder*

100. IS ANYONE IN LOVE WITH YOU?
Oh, god, I wish.

What the fu- Arbalan rolled to the side, dodging the charging Bandicoon, and began furiously praying to the Emperor, drawing and revving his chainsword.

"In the name of our Eternal Emperor, who sits on his Golden Throne on Holy Terra," Arbalan cried, as his chainsword revved to full power and began to glow with white light, "I deem you hereticus! May the Emperor forgive you, because I do not!" With that, Arbalan took his chainsword in both hands and slashed once, twice, three times into his maxim foe, before dropping his weapon and moving on to the last met.

Rageclaws appeared in his hands, represented with lightning claws, a pair of three-bladed gauntlets with the weapons extending past his arm. With quick haste he swang twice into it, the first strike a thrusting slash, and the second a sort of uppercut towards the met.

Would that kill the damn things? That Bandacoon, was it, was a strong foe. It could dodge area attacks it seemed, even managing to defend allies also targeted. Arbalan would have to remember that such foes were dangerous, and how to properly dispose of the durable creatures.

~

Summary:

Bandacoon: Sig attack (70), 2TCD. Not sure how legal using a Sig attack on the second turn is, but..

Met B: Rageclawed (40)

Met B: RageClawed (40)

Durable little tyksters.

Arbalan saw the Virii up ahead. Only three, and they didn't look like they could withstand persistant firepower. At least, not like the kind he applied.

"Cannon, please." Arbalan said, and soon the bolt pistol appeared in his hand, locked and loaded. Three... two... one... NOW! Arbalan quickly emptied the clip into the met on the side, the gun firing loudly and explosions and craters obscuring the met he targeted.

He continued to drive at full speed, getting dangerously close to the last two virii. "Shotgun, NOW!" Arbalan roared, and slide his bike to the side, so the tyres would be facing the enemy, and jumped off, letting the bike slam into the two Virii.

It exploded, shrapnel and burning fuel spreading everywhere. Arbalan grinned inside his mask even as he hit the ground hard, rolling to lower any sort of damage impact would do to him.

"Get ready to give me Rageclaw, My Lord." Arbalan said, standing up and awaiting the damage results. Supposedly, the attack should have killed them all, but still... Arbalan stood before the flames, awaiting a counterattack, his muscles ready to move at the hint of a possible counterattack.

~

Summary:

Cannon: 40 dmg to Met A
Shotgun (Yeah, that's the bike): 50 DMG to metool B and Bandcoon.
Dodge

Kyoshi was walking towards the beach, hoping to spend a bit of time looking at the sunset, when a thin man with messy, apparently itchy black hair walked up to him, speaking excitedly. "I saw you hanging around the set earlier." He said, "Your name's Kyoshi, right? My name's Moritake," He continued, and gave Kyoshi a strange look.

A wierdo, huh? Kyoshi thought, resisiting the urge to raise an eyebrow, They get all kinds in this place. Speaking, Kyoshi went with "You're right. It's a pleasure to meet you, Moritake-San.", in perfect Japanese. The man continued.

"So you must be here for the shooting, right? Of the movie, I mean. That's good, y'know? Get work where you can find it, that's always been my principle," Moritake spat off to the side, and continued with his verbal diarehha. "Say, what all have you heard about Sado Island? It's just a little island offa' the coast of Japan, so I'd say it couldn't have been much," Kyoshi was about to open his mouth and explain that he'd heard some rumors about ghosts and spirits, the usual sort of thing with these sort of places, but the man continued on his tirade. "What would you do if I were to tell you that you aren't safe here? What if I were to tell you that there's something supernatural in this place?"

Jesus, this man talks alot. Kyoshi thought, not even bothering to attempt a reply. It didn't matter, as there was barely a pause before Moritake continued with an easy laugh.

"Hey! Ghosts, man! Ghouls and spirits! Nah, you don't believe in any of that kind of stuff. Forget I mentioned that at all, heh," A snigger, and then a bit of silence, in which Kyoshi nodded, well, silently. This man definetly was a bit off, as he continued to move almost ceaslessly, as if he were posessed.

"You know..." Moritake said, even as he sat down with his hands beneath his knees, "This place.... It's actually pretty relaxing. I came here to relax.... Funny, right? Hoo ha ha hah!" Moritake exploded in laughter, as if he were told the best joke in the world. Almost as if he were faking such humor. "I hope you'll be able to relax too. We mature folks gotta keep up with eachother, right?" With that, Moritake stood, cracking his neck as he did, and walked off.

Kyoshi waited several moments before shaking his head. Man, that was wierd. he thought, before checking his cell phone. Still fourty-five minutes til dinner. Kyoshi sighed before walking towards the beach. Maybe he could catch the sunset before dinner.

Kyoshi stood in the inn, unable to relax quite yet. It had been two days, and he hadn't done that one important task he had to do. Not his work; he had already started on the script, although he would be supervising the acting to better choose the words to use in the Japanese Dub script. The Japanese language WAS subtle, after all, and while the actors WERE probably intelligent, it would be a distinct pain in the ass to teach an entire cast how to speak Japanese properly.

Ring, Ring, Ring. The phone in the lobby continued to ring, as Kyoshi looked out the window. Where the hell WAS she? Yukino was a Stay-at-home writer, for god's sake, and he was calling her CELL. The ringing stopped, and he heard her voice.

"Hey there, Kyoshi!" She said, a smile in her voice. "How are you?" Kyoshi breathed out a sigh of relief.

"I'm doing fine, Yukino." He replied. Yukino. Gods, she was a lifesaver. He had known the girl since high school, through his school's Japanese club, and he had kept in touch with her since then. What luck, that she lived in the same city he did. "How are you and Tomoko?" A giggle.

"Oh, we're doing so well! Aren't we?" A pause.

"Oto-San?" Kyoshi gave a wide grin as he heard the most important thing in his life speak. He could envision the small girl, her long, smooth hair and her small eyes reminding him of Hiromi.

"Hello, Tomoko!" Kyoshi said, hiding a sigh of relief. "How is my darling little daughter?" Tomoko giggled.

"I'm doing well..." The conversation continued for a while, about school, Yukino's house ("It's way bigger than our's! She's really rich!"), homework ("So hard~"), and eventually...

"I miss you, Oto-san." Kyoshi nodded.

"I miss you too, honey. I'll be home soon, okay? Be good." His voice broke a little. "I love you, okay?"

"I love you too, dad. Bye~!" Click. Tomoko had hung up. Kyoshi stopped for a moment, sighed, and then hung up too. Well, he figured, time to go see some of the others. Maybe he could make some friends here.

Name: Kyoshi Chavez
Gender: Male
Age: 32
History: Kyoshi was born and raised in America, specifically Hawaii, far from where this story is taking place. Like many other generic Americans, he went to school every day, got braces, lost braces, made friends, made enemies, learned, joined a school club, got a part time job, went to prom, graduated from High School, went to College, and fell in love.

This is where his story deviates from most normal people.

Kyoshi had always been in love with Japanese culture, and almost on a whim joined the JET program after college. He went there, and like most other JET employees, he worked at several different schools, made friends with his students, mastered his Japanese, and generally had a good time. Unlike (most) JET teachers, he met someone and feel in love.

That someone was a teacher at one of his schools, Ms. Hiromi Takeda. Although it was socially awkward, as Takeda was a Sempai, and Kyoshi was a Kohai, (Meaning Takeda had seniority of Kyoshi in the workplace, although it is more complicated than that), the relationship budded, and three years later, near the end of Kyoshi's JET career and after almost three seasons worth of sitcom Romantic Comedy later, they got married.

Kyoshi became a Japanese citizen, and about three months after marriage, Hiromi became pregnant. Both parties were deleriously happy. After Kyoshi's JET career ended, he got a job at a regular school, and everything was swell. They had a two-bedroom apartment, they were both swell, everything was perfect.

Until the accident.

Kyoshi and Hiromi were walking home from her baby shower one winter evening, arm in arm, when all of a sudden, Hiromi ran forward, through a park. Kyoshi followed her, wondering what was up. When they got to the frozen lake in the center of the park, Hiromi stopped and embraced her husband.

"I love you so much." She said.

"I love you too." Kyoshi replied, warm in her embrace. And for that moment, everything was perfect.

And then the ice broke.

Kyoshi was able to pull himself and his wife from the freezing water, but by the time the ambulance got there, his wife was beyond help. Only the baby could be saved, and even she would come out near death.

The baby spent two months in the hospital before she could come out, hooked up to machines for that entire time to keep her alive. When she finally became healthy and was able to be released, she was handed to a still-greiving husband.

"What is her name?" The doctor asked, looking into his eyes.

A long pause. And then, the name..

"Her name is Tomoko."

Seven years have passed since then. Tomoko goes to school, like any other girl her age, and even though she has never had a mother, Kyoshi does his best to treat and raise her well. When he saw a large paying role for an translator who spoke English perfectly, he leapt at the opportunity, even if it meant leaving Tomoko with a friend, Yukino, until he returned. He got the part almost too easily, and it has left him questioning those who hired him. However, the money was too much needed, especially with expensive hospital bills to pay and being an only parent.

And so, with a heavy heart, Kyoshi left his only daughter in his best friend's hands, and cast his fate with this group, never realizing what the hell he wasgetting himself into...

Appearance: Kyoshi is five feet and seven inches tall, with black hair like a Beetle. Although it has become more pale from his life in Japan, his skin is still a very light brown. He has an okay complexion, with wider eyes and a large nose, with straight teeth and regular ears. He shaves regularly, although recently a bit of stubble has begun to grow on his face from the stress of caring for his only daughter alone. Medium build, with broad shoulders.

Personality: Despite the stress of balancing career, his daughter, and his family, Kyoshi is still a very pleasant gentleman. He opens doors for women, speaks with tact and dignity, and understands the subtility of Japanese Ettiquite. After all, he has been here for a while. He speaks fondly of his daughter, and tries to avoid the topic of his late wife.

Role: Translator: Translating the movie to ENGLISH. On-set. Huh?

Merit:

Responsible: As a decent, hard-working gentleman, Kyoshi is responsible for every aspect of both his and his child's life.

Flaws:

Traumatized: Hey, if YOUR wife lay dying in your arms and you were helpless to save her...

Unlucky: Kyoshi does his best to stack his odds; his luck has never been very good, so he does his best to lower the amount of things left to chance to up his probabilities.

Arbalan, Kojiro said through the PET, as the Marine Navi drove his bike through a digital plane, Our Database is being harassed by some kind of Virii. Being the ONLY Navi on shift, your mission is simple; kill them all, let Suzumiya sort them out. Arbalan let the false worship go as he took a sharp left, his tyres squealing against the artificial asphalt.

"Affirmative!" He said, drawing his chainsword as he began to close in on the location. "Approaching targets now. Shouldn't be too rough; the files are in ACDC, after all!"

Arbalan considered his method; this time, he thought, the blunt assault may not work. Tougher enemies, tougher firepower required. His buster could end up being his last weapon, if his Rageclaw broke.

The Rageclaw. Not his perferred weapon; Arbalan was a Sword type, and Rageclaw was NOT a sword. It was a lightning claw. He could USE it, after all, he was a marine, but still...

There. Virii... Arbalan revved his Chainsword as he closed in...

Mikuru Beam!

An eye beam shoots from your eye, slicing through pretty much everything. Can only be stopped by alien kung-fu.

Dmg: 180/Eye, 2TCD.

Quote (commondragon)

@brother arbalan: lol, your calling ME the noob?

@Zal: well, not to mention it was like...2 days of there to be readable, and when someone posts in the middle of the day, they usually get about 3-4 replies by the time the day is over. And this isnt just that either.

@Zanallen: While sparkly pants can help irl, u cant tell if I wear them on the forum.

ITs just, you all seem to distance youselves from me...alot. On everything. I mean srs, about 3/4 the time a topic thats been being replied to every 3 minutes suddenly moves half way down the spam can page as soon as I post in it. or at least it might as well should. Im like a pause button that gets stuck sometimes >_>. Please replace me with a blank button. I wanna be a blank button like the others. Being the semi-stuck pause button makes me ignored cuz i stick.

un-stick plz.

Yes, as a matter of fact I am.

I have six forums, twelve short stores, four-five years of experience and a page to a page-and-a-half average on the majority of my RP posts on most other sites. I also can probably say with good confidence that you're about thirteen, or at least unable to use a shift key.

And you type the word you with the LETTER u. I mean come ON, how intellegent can you be? I agree with everyone else, come back when your balls drop.

It's you're, not your. You ARE calling me a noob, not your calling me a noob.

I'll refrain from continuing to keep me from being a flaming bastard that I am on most other forums, but seriously, check what spiel comes out of your mouth, you imputent child.

Because you asked...

GTFO n00b!!

If it's not a tasteless joke involving babies, necrophilia, or some combination thereof, it's not funny.