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kirby1024
Nov. 14th, 2006 11:08 am (UTC)
Rock Paper Scissors can be quite a game of psychology and strategy.

For example, most people choose Rock as their first throw, and If there's a draw, most people choose the throw that would have won the previous throw.

If you start picking up on these little tidbits, Rock Paper Scissors most certainly does not become random. If you're playing Serial Rock Paper Scissors, there's a whole bunch of other things that come up as well.

But then, I should note that I happen to be staring at my Connect-4 Medal right now, so it may well just be that I'm a very sad individual for knowing all this...
delwyn
Nov. 14th, 2006 12:01 pm (UTC)
You've never been to http://www.worldrps.com/ ?
halloranelder
Nov. 14th, 2006 12:13 pm (UTC)
Not before today.

Colour me very disturbed.
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Desert Rose

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower
This rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall

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