My band and I have come up with a logo idea and we're looking for an artist to do a nice cleaned up version. Any takers?
Awesome right? I was on laughing gas for 2 hours chuckling to myself about the little holes in the ceiling. You guys ever been on laughing gas?
If I focus really hard I can feel the earth spinning and see it too.
I love stealth camo.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uDY2I5pni90&feature=PlayList&p=755D61D7949F01B2
A 30 Foot Tall Ninja Cyborg Jaguar from the Future who can speak Spanish. I challenge you to beat that.
They either make you really cool, or really not cool. Cool: http://www.film.org.pl/soundtrack/images2/mad_max_2.jpg http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00495/Fonzmain_495599a.jpg Not-so Cool: http://www.sharyndesign.com/ebaystorepics/0094s thriller jacket.jpg http://bouncerblog.com/wp-content/shinny.jpg
I can taste the air.
Extract from the Diary of a Slave: The world's a mess. With a combination of war and steadily decreasing reserves of supplies, the world has practically ended. Those who survive are brutal thieves, or warlords. Here in what used to be Seattle, Washington, the days are fatally hot, the nights unbearably cold. Why do we stay here? There is one man who watches over us. His name is Arthur. He has created a small kingdom here and tried to make as comfortable as possible. While we are still rebuilding, things are going well. Arthur is harsh at times, but knows what's best for us. A group of fools recently escaped the slave pens. What fools. What's out there? Nothing. I've heard rumours that they're building a resistance. That they'll overtake Arthur. Not a chance. Being a slave is rough, but those guys have it rougher. This broken reality that we live in, it's about to be shattered. Setting: In the year 2145, everything is like this. Taking place in the ruins of Seattle Washington, a small rebel force has aligned against the rule of a tyrant. This tyrant, going by the name of Arthur, has built a kingdom in these ruins, and he's not about to give it up. Guns and such do exist, but are hard to find. The idea borrowed from Fallout: There is a type of futuristic armor called Power Armor. The only known pairs exist with one being worn by Arthur and the other in a nuclear shelter far to the south. There are three groups of people: The People (Live in Arthur's Kingdom includes Slaves and citizens), AAs (Arthur's Army), and The Eagles (Rebels). The rebels currently reside in an apartment building to the East of Seattle. The rebels have armed themselves with whatever weapons they could find, most being from a gun shop they found nearby. The rebels have mostly makeshift weapons and hunting-style weapons (bolt-action rifles, revolvers, lever-action rifles, etc. Arthur's forces are more heavily armed (machine guns, explosives, assault rifles, other heavy weapons). Citizens mostly work in auto-shops (Arthur is currently trying to get working cars) while Slaves fish and hunt. A slave is a slave from age 10 to age 30 afterwhich they earn their citizenship. Arthur has 3 advisors, a slave rep, a citizen rep, and an AA rep. The Rebels have three main branches: Scouts, Fighters, and Leaders. Scouts scout the area obviously and are very lightly armed (bolt-action rifles and pistols), warriors are only used for raids and attacks and use heavier weapons (shotguns etc.), and Leaders lead everything. Rules: 1. No god-like characters. 2. 2 character max. 3. Try to keep it as PG-13 as possible. 4. Keep everything within the realm of possibility (your guy can't run 5 miles in 5 minutes). 5. Just be a good RPer overall. Character Sheet: Username: Character Name: Group/Job: Short Bio: Looks (include weapons and such): Other: __ Sidenote: I'll need a leader for the Eagles right off the bat as well as some advisors for Arthur. Characters: __ Username: Tacogrenade Character Name: Arthur Group/Job: Leader of Arthur's Kingdom. Short Bio: Was born in 2100, exactly 75 years after the collapse of society. Decided at a young age that he had to lead a new age. In 2120 he formed the Kingdom of Arthur. Looks: http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/fallout/images/a/a4/Fo3TP_Tribal_T45D_Power_Armor.png Remove the helmet and add long black dreadlocks. Rarely fights but when he does he uses a semi-auto shotgun. Other: None. Username: Tacogrenade Character Name: Jace Group/Job: Arthur's Advisor (AA rep.)/Slavemaster/Platoon leader Short Bio: Gained his citizenship when he was 20 for good behaviour and working hard, has been loyal to Arthur ever since. Looks: Wears armor consisting of sewn together bits of leather and cloth with black leather boots. His hair is in a messy mohawk. Fights with an M16 rifle. Other: None. __
You're too old to be on this website. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yD4b6BoQTA&feature=related
That this isn't the catchiest song ever: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rrBx6mAWYPU
Baby crows do exist. (as proved by my last thread.) The shorter and drunker a person is, the funnier it is. It's never good if someone asks you to look up "Fork in Lung". Clint Eastwood is OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLD. If your wife/girlfriend asks something, there's never a right answer. Fire=Bad. Running with scissors has never resulted in someone getting their eye stabbed out. Using these materials: A ball of twine, a roll of duct tape, a paper clip, and a lunchbox, you can solve any problem. Feel free to add more.
Has anyone here ever seen a baby crow? It's so weird. I've never thought about it until now but think about it: You see baby squirrels, cats, even alligators, but no baby crows. Are they born that size? The world may never know.
I need a good free writing software that will work on windows vista. Please don't say OpenOffice. I tried to install OpenOffice dozens of times and it doesn't work. Help?
So I've tried over and over to connect my PS3 to the internet but it doesn't work. It has the connection, I set it up, and when I test it it says that the "key information exchange" has timed out. Help?
That I want to run over a kitten with a flaming steamroller.
My entire state just reached a new world record because of how hot it is. Ughhhhhhhh.... 106 degrees......
And am I the only one who thought it was hilarious when Michael rammed the shotgun through that girl, pinning her to the wall?
Whenever I open my fridge I see that there is nothing good in there and yet I keep going back and looking.
Essentially, the Earth has become a dry, dusty, wasteland of sorts. An estimated 100,000 people are all that remain. Odd creatures have begun sprouting up everywhere. A man, Geoffry Calden, raised a small Empire which is the most civilized union that exists. Many wish to join this empire, many wish to destroy it. The story revolves around our characters. What they choose to do is their descision alone. Rules: 1. Nothing too intimate, keep it PG-13 if possible. 2. No godmodding, your character cannot be dodging bullets and such. 3. 2 character limit, things will get too confusing. 4. No killing other players without permission. 5. Have fun, don't ruin it for everyone else. Character sheet: Username: Character name: Age: Looks (picture or description): Bio: Personality: Wastelanders or Empire: Weapons (2 weapon limit, modern day technology is available.): Skills (anything your character is particularly good at): Creature Sheet(you can have as many creatures as you want but you will encounter them randomly and they can be controlled by anyone): Name: Looks (picture or description): Personality (agressive, etc.): __ Players: Username: TacoGrenade Character name: Jeremy (Last name unknown) Age: 28 Looks: Shaggy brown hair reaching just below his shoulders, black leather trench coat, dark blue ripped jeans, black gloves, Cowboy hat, sunglasses. Bio: Never knew his parents, was adopted by another family whose father was a gun smith. Ran away at 13, has been drifting ever since. Personality: Quiet, untrusting. Smokes constantly. Wastelanders or Empire: Wastelander Weapons: M24 sniper rifle (hand crafted by him). Skills: Can make and repair guns with the right materials. __
