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anoobshobby Mini Octorok                  Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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| Do something with the key. Either make it so you have to unlock things more often (say like to access privously unavailable power ups in the earlier levels levels) or Take the key out all together, you only use it two times.
As my name applies, I worked on just the graphical hack of BM and chnged the look of the bullets and took out Jason's shadow (how easy was that?). I posted cause I'm really really newoob at this (dispite the fact I've been downloading hacks since like 2000), but I still like BM. It was my first game for the NES. It wasn't important for me to say that, but this my first post. Hope to coninuw doing so. Maybe someone can be my mentor. I am but young grasshoppah! |
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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| Author's NOTE: I've been brainstorming a plot for something I've wanted to work on, thought I'd put this down and see if anyone wanted to add to their brain juice into my mix.
____________________________________________________________________ "OK, let's recap. The Marines posted there have taken defensive positons at this neuclear test facility they were once guarding. We get a message from their commander, an ARMY Lieutennant of all people, saying that they will use a nuke to lay waste to the Mississippi junction if we don't give into their demands. To make things worse, they used an airborne agent on everyone here just before I arrived. You, want me, to go in there and take them all out?" Trent waited for a reply amid all the coughing. Major Shoawshanna was nuts. Dispite his expirence with Delta Force and the fact that he is the highest scoring biological expert on the feild right now, its still nuts. "Agent Dagle," The Major responded between bouts of coughing. "We already tired sending in a Delta force team. Save for their CO, they were wiped out. However, their mission wasn't to take care of the problem. That's why we have you here. They were to deploy recon robots to survey the area. But 9 men against 200 marines?" "And what chance do I have by myself? Or did you go that far into the plan?" "The recon bots have weapons in them, 50 rounds each. We've already set up two to be a diversion. The havok we are causing should be enough to get you inside. These guys got their stuff together. They know it better than anyone and the bigger the diversion, the better are your chances to deal with them on a smaller level. By now, they probly have fire teams looking about. They can't possibly be looking for these robots and defending the facility without streaching their resources. We've got good intel so far." As the Major spoke, Trent listened to everything said to him: A company of Marines, Army LT, undergound facilities, reports of strange creatures, Mark IV suit, The Delta force CO still on site, time frame due to the recon bots, and possible assasinations on any of the science staff that have a lent a hand to this coup. All of this located in a base, on a hill, facing the river. Cairo, Illinois...the best place for a neuclear facility. What really got to him was the last question he asked. "I'm a realist. What if I don't make it?" Trent remembered saying as he's slowly making his way to the western entrance. "We have a plan for that also. Just, do what you can." |
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok  Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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| OK, so I'm a guy. Big schock right, but I think I could post here because I wanted to add my two cents in (I also am holding the record of being a late bloomer).
First part, the questions: 1) I was 18. It was two months after I first had sex 19 Sept 1997 (oddly enough, I was looking at calendar at that time). 2) I have a little one most nights to help me go to sleep. 3) Oh no, I couldn't. I'm easily intimidated by size. Second part, the clones: The second there was any touching involved, the current Gov. of California would jump in and tell me how I needed to be shot in the head and then do so....leaving my clone to live my life for me as I prepare a special little spot in Hell for going against creation. Third part, Phsycological attachment: When I ain't getting any, I study on it. I've got no degree's in the field, but I can say that as far as phsycological effects go... You get this INTESNSE feeling at the point of orgasim. The fact that you can share this with someone and develop feelings for that someone has something to do with phereomones which you pick up by smelling (oddly enough, pubic hair and armpit hair play a good role...seriously). Phsycological things don't start comming into play unless there's a situation in which something bad happened in the sex act. Examples: molestation, rape, painful positions, embarassing moments. Most of us equate sex with something really good every time we do it right. When we try something other then what we usually do for that good feeling...we cut it out. You get caught having sex, you don't want to be adventureous. A partner tries something and does it wrong...fuck that, not again. You get raped (this could be either sex nowadays) what you once thought was something for pleasure has now been twisted to horrible pain. Molestation...how would you like to get touched against your will with...well that person in the picture earlier? Point made. But as far as I'm concerned, we live in an age of pleasure vs. promise. We want to feel good now as opposed to waiting to feel great later. Masturbation is a good way to stave a sexual craving so do it (it's also healthy belive it or not). I say this cause I think sex too early in a relationship is bad...but then again it could be because I've been burned too many times. Any ideas? |
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok  Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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| Ok I'm doing this to level up and also to know that I'll actually get a reply(?)
Multiple questions: Ok Danielle (Sexy.) If a mod came out for the orginial Half-life PC game today, would you play it? That guy that claims he killed that Ramsey girl...the real deal or some wanna be who wants recognition? (I say wanna be) What's your favortie Hack? Like my User Name? LoL I know its bad that I say I'm doing this to level up. But at lest I get some interaction from people here. ha ha. Slightly better than myspace cause I have something in common with people here. |
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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| Whats your standpoint on Contemporary Christan Music? | |||
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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Originally posted by neotransotakuOriginally posted by Rom ManicWhat exactly goes wrong? And what incentive does Microsoft have to do such a thing to china, and why china? I highly doubt that given the amount of methods of communication we have on this planet, that all avenues of communication will give the exact same information... Considering that China's Government has been rumered to say that they will assist North Korea should anything happen to their "little Brother." I can see why people could see MS as a US advantage over China. Especially with what North Korea has been up to. I'm not for or against anything here and I'm in the military. How something like this could be seen in many different lights is scary, but I'm certain that nothing will be done for the time being. I mean if someone can steal their way into a polital office then a computer firm can run a nation's network as a blantant sign of manuering for the sole purpose fesibly covering their home nation in return for a foavor or two. What concerns me, who's going to clean up the mess if it comes down to that? |
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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| Both, get's the creative juices flowing. and It can probly cover any plot holes I just can't seem to fill right. More idea...more questions. Always good to out-source.
Simple put ....PITCH IN PLEASE...you'll get credits XD |
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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Originally posted by gaara8591 [I'll answer your question like it was part of the story] Alpha base: 5 hours ago. Agent Dagle studied the documents like he was rehearsing for a play. Repeating line after line after line until it stuck. It's how he got in this business. It was hard at first, but it's been easier since then. Especially after he took that stenographer's job where he developed a good working mnemonic. He wrote in his own notes in the dossier and remembered them too. It seems silly but he writes key points that, if remembered in his style, become something more of objectives. There have been times where he was sitting down near unconsciousness from the chemicals that he's had to deal with and simply reciting all he remembers that keeps him going. Believing he's finished, he speaks out loud one final time: Location: "The Nabotage Nuclear facility (NNF) was erected on a man made hill located in Cairo, Illinois. The facility was built 1978 essentially as a storage and collection facility (cold war). It has 4 entry points with a paved road for vehicle traffic located in its West entrance. The other three (N: train, E: Mil wheels, S: Escape) are used for military purposes. Contains barracks, Medical building, offices, and warehouse which has both an above ground and below ground storage. The underground portion of the warehouse contains 7,500 total drums of nuclear waste stored on 500 feet of concrete (leaking?). The barracks can house a standard company of uniformed militia (205 Marines)." Opfor: “Personnel currently servicing the facility are 1397th reactionary force. Assigned to the installation in 2003 and scheduled to rotate out in 2008. Commanded by 1LT Keith Donwell. This company consist four platoons: standard strength (50: 48 troops, 1 PSG, 1 LT), Company commander and 4 Warrant officers. Primarily used to defend the site and transport materials into and out of the facility." After reciting, Agent Dalge sat down and sighed. Cairo, being on the southern most tip of Illinois, was a dangerous yet tactical place to house a storage facility. The neighboring states, not to mention all states connected to the Mississippi river, would never recover from the fallout of this site going to hell. During the cold war, if Russia were ever destroy this site, there would be little left of the spoils out of this disaster. That Army LT new that well, you can't apply heavy tactics, and the place is locked up so tight that the few places you actually can send men in are closely watched. I'm sure that Major has already tried something. He'll find out about it in the briefing. |
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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Originally posted by gaara8591 Intruders, who else? The marines are the "bad guys" in this case. They are being controlled but I'll intro duce that later. Sorry about the lack of posting quickly. Things to do in with my church and the Guard. Please have paticence. |
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok  Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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| Thanks for answering my first question (ha ha ha snobby)
Ok here's one that has actually picked at my brain How do you pronouce---->'acmlm'? Two things to note before you answer this: 1) I've looked ( I won't say dilligently, but I will say I've looked) 2) I'm guessing it's l33t or something and I've no real clue. (flame me, I don't care. I'm learning) thanks |
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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| Oh...cool. Just go ahead and post. make it so you're also infiltrating for another goverment or a different group for different reasons. It's all good. Have a blast. | |||
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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| You're 18. You're at your sexual peak!
You're 18. You worry about that too damn much! You're 18. RELAX! You know, your physical fitness level plays into your sex drive. Not saying get fat, just that being physically fit tends to be a factor in sexual activity. You meantioned that stress played alot into you lack of drive. Well look at what it was that made you stressed. Could good stress cause you to do the same thing? Could you be too busy for sex? Or maybe, that's how you unwind because you only see your girlfriend once a week. One other suggestion I could give is just have at it. Go and run in the field, young colt. Maybe that will get it out of your system. You're only young once. |
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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| In a small corner of the bar where this frackass is taking place, sits Snooby. He gingerly nurses a semi-warm glass of creamed milk in front of him as things wiz by his head and gently moves his hair to the side. He sighs and brings his glass up, not to drink, but to avoid a projectile that landed in the spot where the glass was. After a moment, he takes a sip of his glass and returns the drink to its original spot and avoids yet another item flying across his face (where the glass was again).
"Sure beats being at home with them." Snooby mutters to himself. He leans forward and avoids yet another item that bounces off the wall and ends in a heap by his feet. Leans back and streaches while a cat flys by...centimeters from his chest. "Yup, waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay better." |
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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| wow...the last time I posted here, I was 27 ( I'm 28 now). So Here we go with more of the story.
____________________________________________________________________ The major stifled a cough. Whatever was sprayed around this area sure as hell isn't affecting those Marines inside the compound. He sneezed. "I know I sent that runner to go get some pills for this s@#t...where the hell is he?" ... The soldier in question, PFC Jacob Sillens, was tired. He had been running for about 5 miles already at top speed. He stopped to get his bearings, turned a quick left, and then continued to trot down a gravel path to an out of the way house. It was a home that appeared simple on the outside, but once inside the house, you could tell that it was being used for a military information collection point. Sophisticated millitary tech, cords, and coffee cups were strewn about the house powered by the house's electricity in lieu of a generator. In one corner of the house a man stood up. He was in his 50's with graying hair and hard eyes. This man also happened to be a General, who sized up the Private with some disdain and snorted: " Are you here for the Major?" "Sir, yes sir!" Jacob shouted. The General took the time to notice the glossy look in the Private's eyes. He was not certain if the soldier could acknowledge, let alone see, anything with that eyesight. That damned chemical was worth every penny he spent his hard earned cash on and it will go on to some good in this world. He was sure of it. Just needed to get to it first. Still, he had samples. One of which was handed to Sillens. "Get something cheap for the major. One that won't last long. Make him dependant on that cheap medication. If I have to talk to him, it means the operation is FUBAR and you are intructed to give him this spray instead of the meds. You are then to withdraw your sidearm and elimiate yourself." He told him. Most people in the world, would balk and what was just told to them. Self-preservation would be paramount in anyone else's life, even in a military setting. PFC Sillens took the sample and pocketed it. He then responded: "Yes sir, thank you sir. Your orders will be carred out to the letter." The soldier turned around and left. The General was pleased with how this operation was running smothly. Always methodical, he planned out most of the situation going down and the facility he was monittoring. He figured the Marines would be enough to handle the situation, but that Major is pretty clever and now that chemical specialist is making things more complicated. Well, the soldier will elemiate one problem and the Marines should take care of the other shortly. He sat back in his chair and looked at a Grandfather Clock ticking away. "Soon. Very soon. I'll have just what I need to get this country's strenght back to where it needs to be." |
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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| To mister Saint.
AWESOME! I played the game (still trying to figure somethings out but that's a good thing make the brain work). Just wondering how in the heck did you get that BCK to work. Now, I know you read my name and granted that I am. However, I read the directions and followed every thing as far as I think I did and I still can't get it to work. What program did you open BCK.cfg with? Cause so far I've changed it and nothing. It's not working. I know I should probly ask the programer, but I thought I'd ask a guy who's already worked with it. Maybe the good people here on the board will give a guy a hand. Other than that, I would like to say I graphically hacked some of the monsters in the game and wondered if you would like to take a peak at them to see if you want to add them to your game. As soon as I figure out how get screens from my games, I'll post them. Just let me know if you are interested please. |
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anoobshobby Mini Octorok Since: 08-23-06 From: Chicago, Illinois Last post: 6429 days Last view: 6429 days |
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| I just have to be the one in the middle. There's no other way to explain it. I feel and know what I would have done otherwise but I don't end up doing it here.
Confused? Let me explain... It all started at age 11. I began puberty then: The ache in my legs, the zits, the fur where there wasn't fur normally. Then I got headaches. It would hurt especially after I wake up in the morning. I would mumble something incoherent and just sit there with my hands rubbing my temples. The doctor said nothing was wrong, just that my head was growing also. I couldn't tell you why, but I just knew that what he said, wasn't the case. I wouldn't know about it till High School. By then the haedaches were a thing of the past, I was on my way home. I took a different path this time because at that time there were all kinds of bullies pushing me, shaking me or hitting me. I just stayed quiet, not knowing why. Turns out Wilt was following me with his friends. I felt a hand on my shoulder and it roughly turned me around. "Trying to avoid me freshie?" I got really quiet. I looked at him and his friends, they blurred a little in my eyesight. "What's the matter with you, freshie, cat got your tongue?" Wilt and his gang was laughing it up, though not doing anything. They continued to blur and...shift. That's the best way I could describe it. I heard my voice, I know it was me, but it wasn't me saying it. You know when you go through a car wash and the water is running down your window before it get's blow dried? That's how I saw things. I shouted at them and cursed. Wilt took a swing at me, but I blocked it and placed my hands on his throat. I squeezed. He started turning blue. His friends got scared and ran. I let go of him. He struggled to breathe. I kicked him and ran. I heared the ambulance comming. If he died I'll never know, but at that moment, I didn't care. Blink.....Breath....rub my eyes. Wilt looks at me strange and takes two steps back. He walks away with his friends, not saying a thing to me. I run home, I jump in bed and stay there for hours. I did my home work there and ate there. I worried. I slept. There I dreamed I fought Wilt again, only this time it was more trading blows. I won that fight and he looked up at me with a bloody nose. My hands hurt. I told him I don't want to be bothered again. His friends were shocked, but repsected my wish. I extended my hand to him. He was in shock, but still took it. I told him I was sorry, he understood that and walked away. I woke up. The alarm clock was buzzing in my head and I reached to turn it off. My hand screamed in pain and I looked at it. Nothing was wrong with it, dispite the fact it felt like I busted the knuckle. I touched my hand and nothing. But I remember the pain..... [To be Continued] (edited by anoobshobby on 02-16-07 10:43 PM) |
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