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Nebetsu Mole                   Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| "Somebody pushed a button and I don't know which one" were the words that echoed through the space-time continuum. Every being, every rock, every star, every moon, every tree, and every human on Earth heard this message of impending doom. There was a great fuschia flash as realms aligned and universes collided. Physics turned upside down and cows spoke with delightful British accents. These cows had the profound, but frightening ability to summon obscure teapots from the depths of the ocean. The ability is widely accepted as profound, since no one can seem to come up with a half-decent explanation for the teapot's location in the first place. No one could agree on why they had arms, legs, and a head either and was widely accepted as equally profound. There was one thing that everyone could agree on: these teapots were frightening. Although, still, no one could seem to agree why. Some say it's the hideous, mal-formed, ill-shapen, branch-like antlers that grow from the teapots' feet. Others blatantly disagree and say it's the dreadful fact that the teapots take great delight in draining the blood from their victims and, through an unknown process, turning it into the most delicious Earl Grey tea imaginable; with just the right amount of milk, cream, and sugar to suit every person's specific individual tastes.
Now one would think that the human race wouldn't stand to be farmed for the unacceptable reason of being turned into tea. And, at first, they didn't. In fact: they were pretty mad about the whole idea. These people were given a cup of tea, were delighted that they could be transformed into something so enjoyable, were promptly executed, then enjoyed. Soon, people started living in poor quality farms for the sole purpose of being turned into tea and being enjoyed by the cows, but out of the way so the cows wouldn't have to think much about where the tea originated from. Then one day, one particular human decided he didn't want to be underfed; he didn't want to live in a closet; he didn't want to be bossed around; and he certainly didn't want to become tea. His name was "Inferior Human Meatbag #3,304,506". As you can plainly see, the cows had a great deal of respect for the humans. In fact: They had so much respect, that humans were alloted a while four cubic feet of space to run around in. Now, "Inferior Human Meatbag #3,304,506" had a vision of having more space to run about in and a strange, never-before-heard-of philosophy called "freedom". He was the first of his kind to develop such theories like, "I think, therefore I want to go outside.", "To tea or not to tea.", and "A squared plus B squared equals 'LET ME OUT OF THIS CAGE!'". This man was so convincing, that he gathered a great multitude of people who were a little more than ticked off with the idea of becoming tea. They formed a great rebellion. They crafted deadly and powerful weapons out of arm-hair and Popsicle sticks. They had the intent to kill and ravage their enemies, hearts filled with love for their own kind, malice for battle, and the determination to win. Since this story really isn't about them, "Inferior Human Meatbag #3,304,506" was quickly assassinated by a runamuck teabag, who had all the ambition in the world to become lodged in a particular human philosopher's throat. If you happen to be wondering about the fate of the many followers, they were hastily emancipated from this plane of existence and were enjoyed by many British speaking cows. This story is really about "Inferior Human Meatbag #3,304,507", who was in the middle of all the fuss, but rather enjoyed his four foot by four foot space and wanted nothing to do with any sort of rebellion. This man was the type of character that liked to bend the rules, but only in such a way that was acceptable by the cows and teapots. For example: He loved his alloted space so dearly that he kept an armsickle stick to fend off various idiots with insane ideas about wanting more space to run about in. The cows knew of this and, although armsickle sticks are punishable by tea, "Inferior Human Meatbag #3,304,507" was left alone. "The more beings taking out those idealists, the better" was the final word from the warden when the bloodied remains were found outside of "Inferior Human Meatbag #3,304,507"'s quarters, so "Inferior Human Meatbag #3,304,507" went on protecting his alloted closet unhindered. One particularly ordinary day in one particularly extraordinary universe, the birds were singing, the flowers were blooming, and "Inferior Human Meatbag #3,304,507" had just blown apart another annoying member of the pathetic human race who just happened to have diluted ideas of claiming more runabout space. He peered through his six inch by two inch window at the "Inferior Human Meatbag Janitorial Squad" in triumph as they washed and cleaned the splattered remains of the intruder while they tried to carefully sponge up as much blood as they could in a bucket to be magically and wonderfully transformed into tea. "That'll set an example", he thought, "Maybe if they see what they could become, they won't try to take my closet." Now, "Inferior Human Meatbag #3,304,507" was having a bad day. This was particularly unusal, since he though he had managed to escape from those long ago. He was certain he ditched them when he took a flight from New York when he was transferred to the nearest tea processing institute. He knew what this meant. He was followed and would have to challenge the concept of a bad day to a fist fight with some light classical music playing the background. "Maybe that will work", he thought, "Or maybe I'm just going insane." In fact, for once in his obliviously miserable life, "Inferior Human Meatbag #3,304,507" was right . That was precisely what was going on. In fact, he was actually sitting in a similar, but slightly larger, room with nice soft walls and a very uncomfortable jacket, dreaming up all kinds of nonsense about cows with delightful British accents and teapots that magically turn human blood into delicious Earl Grey tea, but it makes for quite an interesting story. Again, despite the obsessive music from the birds, the blinding rays of the sun, and his recent promotion from regular to chocolate milk, this was an unusually bad day. The peculiar thing was that "Inferior Human Meatbag #3,304,507" couldn't place his finger on any particular reason for why he was feeling so miserable. The riots and rebellions were not any more loud or annoying than usual and he had just managed to see the insides of another uppity idealist splattered against the white walls of the hallway. This was odd because that always seemed to cheer him up. Finally, "Inferior Human Meatbag #3,304,507" reluctantly concluded that the reason for his depressed nature hadn't happened yet and went back to his day-to-day business. (edited by Nebetsu on 02-25-06 01:21 AM) (edited by Nebetsu on 02-25-06 01:24 AM) |
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| Thanks! ^^ Is there anything you think I could do to improve it? | |||
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| I love it, but the sketch looks better than the coloring. I think the shading should be more defined and the eyes look off somehow in the colored one. Better than what I could do, though. Good job. | |||
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| There was this fighting game for the nintendo 64. It had two styles. One was all chibi like and the other was all 3D street fighter like. Does anyone know which game I'm talking about? | |||
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| That's it! Thanks C'aos! ^^ | |||
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| You know: I've never been drunk on the stuff. Love the taste of vodka, though. | |||
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Nebetsu Mole  Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| Welcome to the boards TristEndo! ^^ Read the FAQ's and have a great time! ^^ | |||
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| This is the free Linux game guide. This is where you can find all sorts of interesting Linux games that you may or may not have heard of before. I'll start with all the games I have and if anyone wants to add more to the list, then just post and do so. Hopefully this will be successful and be stickied or something.
Arcade Briquolo - Biquolo is a breakout style game using OpenGL (Screenshot) Chromium - Chromium is a bottom-to-top scrolling shooting game. (Screenshot) Frozen Bubble - You need this game. (Screenshot) I Have No Tomatoes - Bomberman-type game. Pretty fun. (Screenshot) Breakout2 - A breakout game. (Screenshot) Noiz2sa - Bottom-to-top scrolling came. HORRIBLY addictive.(Screenshot) Project: Starfighter - Sidescrolling spaceship game. Pretty professionally done.(Screenshot) XGalaga - GALAGA!!! ^^(Screenshot) XJump - You jump... up the tower... very addicting.(Screenshot) First Person Shooter Alien Arena 2006 - Kinda like Quake 3 + UT2004 + Aliens. Very well done.(Screenshot) Cube - Basic FPS engine. It runs well and it doesn't look *too* bad. It's fun, though.(Screenshot) Enemy Territory - It's ID, so you know it's good. This is one of the best free games ever.(Screenshot) Legends - It's ok. Kind of good. Has some neat features like jetpacks.(Screenshot) Warsow - Cell shaded FPS. Not bad gameplay.(Screenshot) Puzzle LTris - Two words: Tetris. Awesome.(Screenshot) Monsterz - Bejewelled clone. It's not bad.(Screenshot) Pingus - Lemmings! WITH PENGIUNS!(Screenshot) Real Time Strategy Globulation 2 - Kinda like Command & Conquer except some very noticable differences and with blobby things.(Screenshot) Lincity-NG - SimCity 2000-like game.(Screenshot) The Battle For Wesnoth - RTS/RPG. Very nice. Very professionally done. I HIGHLY recommend this game.(Screenshot) RPG The Mana World - FREE MMORPG! This is what you want! Ok. It's not THAT great, but it's MMO and still kinda fun.(Screenshot) I'll stop here for now. I'll add more later. (edited by Nebetsu on 03-03-06 11:12 PM) (edited by Nebetsu on 03-06-06 07:02 PM) (edited by Nebetsu on 03-06-06 07:03 PM) |
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Nebetsu Mole  Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| I've played that a long time ago... totally hated it. | |||
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| I've caught myself starting at ET patching for a LOOOONG time. | |||
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| How would a side-scrolling MMO work? | |||
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| Looks really awesome! I can't wait to play it! ^^ Heck: I can't wait for more shots! | |||
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| You can also get to the minus world by using a crappy emulator... >> | |||
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| Two weeks passed and it happened again. The brutal attack on North America was thought to be dispelled by the American and, to a lesser extent, the Canadian military. We all believed that the attack was all there was, but, just as a boxer takes "feeler hits", that assault was only the first wave. The vampire babies were back and there was one under my rug. Tony Parsons said that the best way to do away with these godless creatures was to bash it over the head with a chair. Sure enough, I gripped my dining room chair and, like a person jumps reluctantly off a diving board at full speed, I reluctantly hit it over the head with all my strength. I looked under the rug and saw nothing but ashes. Is there anything Tony Parsons doesn't know? With a sigh a relief, I put down the remains of my poor chair. It kind of looked up at me asking me why I would destroy it like that, so I promised I would fix it later and ran to the basement.
There was only one way in or out of the basement, so I took all the useless junk my wife used to accumulate and used it to barricade the door. I carefully checked to see if there was a vampire baby hiding in a shadow or under a piece of furniture, but there was none to be found. I sat down, relaxed a bit, then found myself drifting off to sleep. I woke up to the sound of high-pitched giggles and loud ominous banging. I saw that the barricade that I formed shook with every startling crash. "They found me," I thought and rushed to find a baseball bat. I found it lurking in the shadows, not wanting to be found. I picked it up with both hands and held it like a major league baseball player stepping up to the plate in the last inning. The vampire babies were becoming more frantic to suck my blood. Finally, they used their laser beam eyes to blast through the door. There were ten of them. All staring at me with their evil, protruding, red eyes. I sprung into action and struck one of the babies in the head with my bat. Another of the babies shot one of its teeth into my back and electricity coursed through my body. I fell over and the world fell into oblivion. The babies had won. "And in other news, Dr. Samuel J Thompson was reported to have been disturbing the peace in his residing neighborhood. When police arrived on the scene, they found Dr. Thompson screaming about "vampire babies". Suspecting that Thompson might be psychotic, they called for backup. When backup arrived, they broke into the house and found the beaten remains of Dr. Thompson's toy poodle. When police broke through Dr. Thompson's barricade blocking the basement door, Thompson struck and killed Officer Terry Daniels in the head with a metal baseball bat. Thompson was quickly captured by police and is now undergoing psychological assessment. Neighbors say that Thompson had been acting oddly ever since the death of his wife, three months ago." (edited by Nebetsu on 03-04-06 01:48 AM) (edited by Nebetsu on 03-04-06 01:49 AM) (edited by Nebetsu on 03-04-06 02:47 PM) |
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| See: I WOULD know what Maple Story is like, but they shut out all non IE users... >> | |||
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| Totally awesome. I rarely go out of my way to play a hack, since most of them are all the same, but I can see myself playing this one all the way through when you put it out! ^^ | |||
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| lol thanks! I wrote it in my Writing 12 class. The teacher gave us a bunch of pictures and told us to write something on one of them. I wrote mine on this one: http://hrsbstaff.ednet.ns.ca/davidc/6c_files/documents/mysteries/underrug.htm
When I first saw it, I thought: "That's a baby!" and the insanity grew from there. |
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| I remember one time I was waiting for ET to download all the hackpacks from the server and it was taking a looong time. I watched for a while. Went down. Got a snack. Brought it upstairs and started staring at the thing again. I'm so ashamed... | |||
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| Wasn't there some kinda game about Ninjas vs Pirates or something? | |||
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Nebetsu Mole Since: 11-17-05 From: WarKoL Last post: 6314 days Last view: 6314 days |
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| Some of it was amuzing but most of it was kind of annoying. |
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