Baron Samedi

[size=1]Great picture Sandy. Well done, good proportions [ie no ginormous feets and knees the size of basketballs]. It looks really good. Nice, and nicely done.[/size]

[size=1]Try doing it for 30+ pages :rolleyes:[/size]

[size=1]I don't want to say how many I have, but lets say that I have an overt tendency to hoard. I have a lot of PMs. I'd like to see a modofication to the Search section to allow us to search PM's for a message from a particular user, or with a particular phrase. Some way of filtering the PMs we want to see. Can it be done? Does anyone else see a need for this? -J[/size]

[FONT=trebuchet ms][CENTER][SIZE=5]---------- Gold Team Mission #115: Atlantis Attacks? ----------[/SIZE][/CENTER] [INDENT][i]Team-members: Sandy, Takuya, myself.[/i] --- Tetros stood waiting in the hangar, hands behind his back, thumbs at a ninety degree angle, feet shoulder width apart. His Legionnaire-issued black overalls were perfectly creased, and his black combat boots perfectly parallel. An image that would drive any hard-jawed drill-master into an ecstatic frenzy of joy. Tetros wasn?t particularly picky as to his appearance, but it was what the situation called for, and so he was ready. He reviewed the facts that had been in the video-message sent to him only two hours previously. [INDENT] [i]The lost city of Atlantis was more than just a myth, and indeed, was still fully functional and populated. After the destruction that sank their city-state, many of the survivors re-grouped, but, suitably chastened by what they felt was a direct message from their gods, they abandoned the rampant sin and debauchery which had overrun their sun-filled city, and endeavoured to bring their culture back into line with the four principle callings of their culture; Wisdom, Patience, Honesty and Honour. Since then, the Atlanteans had not emerged into the surface world, withdrawing into their rebuilt city, underwater. However, recently issues seemed to have arisen, possibly between factions inside the city-state. As part of prudent security measures, the Legionnaires put a beacon on all nuclear assets which may conveniently become ?lost?. Some years previously the Legionnaires had located the remains of a Мурена class submarine, in the vicinity of Tunisia. Further investigation indicated that it may have been en-route to Libya when technical difficulties arose. The submarine was pin-pointed using Legionnaire satellite technology, and was marked and monitored. Two weeks ago the beacon ceased reporting. The Legionnaires Command believed that the Atlanteans had recovered the submarine and were planning to develop their own nuclear technology, and possibly ballistic weaponry. It was Gold Team?s job to gain access to the underwater city-state, determine what had caused this expedition and what was happening. And if necessary, destroy the submarine and weaponry.[/i][/INDENT] Precisely twenty-three seconds before midnight, the other two members of Gold Team walked into the hangar. The she-demon Melinoë and the? being, Liquid, nodded as they recognized Tetros. All they had been told was that they had a new assignment, and would be flying out shortly. A briefing would be required. --- As the three members of Gold Team strapped themselves into the Skyhawk supplied to them for this mission, Tetros explained their route. ?The Nav-ref point for Atlantis is approximately one hundred and twenty miles off the Algerian coast. We will be flying over Spanish air-space thanks to an agreement the Legionnaires have arranged with their government. We will be air-dropped over the designated drop-zone from two-thousand feet and from that point we are there on our own. Liquid, you have been issued with two SP-11 underwater handguns. There are three Protei-5?s awaiting us at the drop-zone and? that is about it. Any questions?? Melinoë pursed her lips, before saying ?What if I lose Acheron? I still need to breathe.? Tetros nodded. ?Two re-breathers have been included with the Protei?s, in the event that Acheron is lost, or that Liquid needs to assume another form. I have analysed all the preparations that have been made, and I am confident that nothing has been missed.? Tetros thumbed the starter-switch, and the Skyhawk?s engines rose to a dull whine. It taxied slowly out of the hangar, before engaging it?s VTOL engines, and rising steadily into the pitch-black night. --- Some four and a half hours later, the three Legionnaires were dropping through the pitch black night, the only noise the rush of air in their ears. Perfect weather for a HALO drop, with no wind and pristinely calm water. [i]SHOOMP, SHOOMP, SHOOMP[/I] The three parachutes deployed and the Legionnaires were left hanging from their harnesses, following each other down in a tight spiral, aiming right for the flashing buoy beneath which were tethered three Protei-5?s, which would take them the remaining two and a half miles to the location of Atlantis. When the Legionnaires were around twenty feet above sea-level, electrostatic charges were sent into their parachutes. Ingenious micro-circuitry thread responded to the tiny charges, and the parachutes bunched together, before being pulled back into the harness. Tetros, Melinoë and Liquid dived the remaining few feet through the air, before slipping into the water with three almost silent splashes. As they surfaced, treading water, they removed the parachutes and harnesses, clipping them onto the small buoy which marked the Protei?s. In a small number of hours a fishing boat would pass this spot, and the buoy and harnesses would be removed. ?Which way?? Tetros asked Liquid, who had the portable Nav-ref unit. ?North-east? she said, pointing. The three Legionnaires started up the Protei?s, and slid silently into the water. Expected contact time, nineteen minutes and counting. [/INDENT][/FONT]

[size=1][b]This thread +1[/b] Congratulations to all the winners. Without you this site wouldn't be half as good. Or a quarter even. Possibly less. Regardless, kudos to you all. :bdance:[/size]

[quote name='Gentle][SIZE=1']20% of the deaths in the world are caused by vending machines.[/SIZE][/quote][size=1] Not true, lol. 20 deaths a year, maybe, but not 20% of all deaths, ROFL.[/size]

[quote name='myst][FONT=Comic Sans MS']-it's physically impossible to lick your elbow[/FONT][/quote] [SIZE=1]For a majority of people this rings true, but I have seen it done. And after a quick search for something interesting: There is a giant mushroom in Oregon that is over 2,400 years old, covers 3.4 square miles of land, and is still growing! Anyone else heard of this?[/SIZE]

[QUOTE=Rapture Ruckus][color=crimson] Maybe, the hole are drilled into the plant to help the conspirator bend the plant without breaking it? [/color][/QUOTE] [size=1]Imagine, if you can, drilling holes through [i]tens of thousands of wheat stalks[/i]. Not viable. I'm surprised you even said such a thing o_O And I wouldn't get too caught up in this 'discussion' fellas. This is the guy who suggested that [i]otakuboards.com[/i] should be changed to [i]otakuboards.elf[/i] or [i]otakuboards.wand[/i] to bring in more people who are interested in wands and elves.... :rolleyes: [/size]

[size=1]Why not be able to filter it down some? I realise that this is primarily an anime site, but admittedly, your audience who doesn't watch anime is reasonably large too. Anyway, why not have a filtering system, where you choose from Anime, Movies, Music etc. and then divide it into Chrono Trigger, Matrix, Greenday etc. Be a lot easier to navigate.[/size]

[quote name='Gavin][SIZE=1']My first OtakuBoards post from Tasmania, the first of many I should hope. [/SIZE][/quote][size=1] Pfft, why Tasmania? Could've come to WA at least. Awesome that you're in my corner of the world though ^_^[/size]

[QUOTE=Lore][color=33333][font=trebuchet ms]Having stayed out of the fray long enough, I have my own two cents to add. Given that this is an [i]anime[/i] site, and there is not (to my knowledge) a currently super-popular anime involving wands or elves, I counter your suggestion with this: (Are you ready? If you think so, go ahead and highlight.) [spoiler]OtakuBoards.[i]ninja[/i][/spoiler]. Not only would this move change the ambience of the boards from something commercial and corporate to something much cooler, but the specific advantages of [spoiler][i].ninja[/i][/spoiler] are almost countless. Without specifying what kind of [spoiler]ninja[/spoiler] the suffix refers to, we would be leaving the site's URL open to the interpretation of the visitor. Traditional, magical, doctoral, code and pirate-hating [spoiler]ninja[/spoiler] would all be represented, thus broadening the appeal of OtakuBoards almost tenfold. I would also like to add that the italicisation of [spoiler][i].ninja[/i][/spoiler] would be mandatory in all cases, in order to emphasise the uniqueness and stealthiness of the new name.[/font][/color][/QUOTE] [size=1]Additionally, [spoiler]ninja's[/spoiler] have [i]real, ultimate power[/i] and if you insult them, they're liable to flip out and kill you and your family and everyone else inside a hundred metre radius. [color=#ff6600]Edited to conceal the [spoiler]ninja[/spoiler]. -Lore[/color][/size]

[QUOTE=lone_woulf]Actually, they are available, they don't exsist, and you can just make them. :) Only issue is, becoming a publicly known root dns server is difficult, but you can still do it. :) (p.s. with some fun hosts file magic, you and your friends can get free dns's :) )[/QUOTE] [SIZE=1]Well, in that case... [b]Bring on .wand![/b][/size]

[size=1]Ouch. That hurt.[/size]

[size=1]Oh no, another one. ~78% Nitrogen ~20% Oxygen + Assorted.[/size]

[size=1]Err. Wow. I have no idea what to say. Not only does this have nothing to do with Otakuboards [an anime web-forum] but you cannot randomly put whatever you want to at the end of the URL. It just doesn't work like that. They're not available, because they don't exist and you can't just make them, lol.[/size]

[size=1]Crash nervously bit his lip as the CPU dissolved in a vortex of blue pixels, and he found himself in a lush forest. There was no-one in sight. The humidity was oppressive, and Crash found himself sweating even as he stood, waiting, for any sign of his opponent. The bugs chirped in hidden hollows, and the dim sounds of an 'alive' forest filtered through. It was quite peaceful, exce... "[b]FIGHT![/b]" Crash's musing was interrupted by the shout from Mog, magnified several times past any likely volume. The noises of the forest had completely ceased, and absolute silence reigned. Crash moved forward a few steps, wary for any attack. A small rustling was heard to his left, and he turned sharply, wishing he had a weapon to back him up. The rustling grew louder, and then a wild yell was heard. Out of the dense undergrowth came a creature, racing towards him on four legs at high speed. It leapt at him, hands outstretched for his neck. Dropping backwards, Crash watched as the creature went flying straight over the top of him, before smoothly rolling and standing once again. A [u][url=http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a1/Pose_Yoshimitsu.jpg]horrible sight[/url][/u] met Crash's terrified eyes. He ran out of the clearing at full speed. This was crazy, how could they expect him to fight like this, it was suicide, and oh shit this bloody thing was chasing him and oh damn and.... Strong arms wrapped around his neck, and light breathing ruffled the fur on his ears. "Not much of a fight, my dear little friend." the creature murmured into his ear. So, Crash did the one thing he knew how to do best. He used his whirlwind spin to disengage from Yoshimitu's grasp. The crature was sent flying, crashing into the trunk of a tree. "Ahah, some spirit! I love a proper fight." hissed Yoshimitsu, as from his back he pulled out a glowing sword. Settling down into a combat stance he swung the sword to and fro meaningfully, grinning evilly at Crash. Taking the bait, Crash ran forward, charging at the patient fighter. Stooping suddenly, Crash hefted a large rock, and without stopping his sprint, he threw it full force at his opponent. With unbelievable speed, he dodged the projectile, but his balance was slightly off, and he was unprepared for the flying leap from Crash, who planted his feet solidly in Yoshimitsu's face. The creature went cartwheeling back, again slamming into an ancient tree trunk. Pine needles rained softly down. With a roar he came charging at Crash, swinging the sword like a scythe. Crash ran backwards, wishing that he had something to ward the attack off with. The next swing from the sword swept right past his nose, just as Crash tripped over a dead tree trunk behind him. He was on his back, as perfect a target as any, as the triumphant Yoshimitsu prepared to savour his victory. Raising the sword in the air, reverse-grip, he prepared to impale Crash. But the downward death-stroke bit only dirt. Crash, with absolute disregard for dignity, had rolled forward, straight between Yoshimitsu's outstretched legs. Rolling straight into an upright stance he turned to face the glowering space-ninja. As Yoshimitsu stepped forward threateningly, Crash used his slide-tackle to knock Yoshimtsu down. As they both lay on the ground, side by side, Crash elbowed the warrior in the head, before getting to his feet. Yoshimitsu rolled quickly onto his back, bring his sword around, but Crash was already in the air. And coming down hard. Unable to avoid the sword, it lacerated his side deeply, as he body-slammed Yoshimitsu, who was still lying on the ground. Staggering to his feet, and backing off, Crash held his side with one hand. Warm blood flowed between his fingers. Crash grimaced. He had died numerous times, but [i]this[/i] was what it felt like to actually be wounded. Fortunately for Crash, who was rapidly descending into a state of shock, his body-slam of Yoshimitsu had obviously done some damage. The creature was still on the ground, though as Crash watched, a green glow enveloped Yoshimitsu's body. His eyes sprang open and he leapt straight from a prone position to his feet. "Neat trick" taunted Crash. "If you thought that was good, wait until you see this" snarled Yoshimitsu. He began to spin his sword arm around at an amazing speed, and amazingly enough he began to hover. The sound of the sword slicing through the air set Crash's teeh on edge, but he now saw his opportunity. Yoshimitsu was too high in the air for most people to reach him... but Crash had a trick or two up his sleeve too. He leapt high into the air, but then from his midair point, he leapt higher again. His double jump placed him right at Yoshimitsu's knee level, and with a grunt he grabbed hold. Yoshimitsu glared down at him, and with his free hand he reached for a small dagger on his belt. In desperation Crash did the only thing he could think of. He bit off one of Yoshimitsu's toes. With a cry of pain and anger, Yoshimitsu's concentration failed him, and with his prosthetic arm stopping it's rotation, he plummeted to the ground. With a burst of effort, Crash pulled on Yoshimitsu's legs, so that Yoshimitsu was falling first. The raging ninja swung at Crash in midair, but the blow swept narrowly over the top of Crash's head. Yoshimitsu hit the ground with a loud thud, Crash landing [thankfully] on top of him. A much better landing than Yoshimitsu had gotten. Crash stared in horror at the tree limb protruding from the chest of the great warrior. With a rumbling sigh, the body dispersed into hundreds of tiny pixels, which floated away, indistinguishable from the gnats hovering lazily in the fetid air. Crash wiped sweat from his eyes, only to discover with horro that it was blood. Reaching to the top of his head, he gingerly felt around. Warm wetness greeted his search. The last blow had cut the tip from one of his ears. Crash felt light-headed, and fainted, unaware as the forest around him disappeared and he returned to the CPU.[/size]

[size=1]Additionally, I have used 'Space-Alien' Yoshimitsu [i.e ancestor of the one from earlier Tekken series, the one who is in Soul Calibur] as my opponent.[/size]

[size=1]What is the 'prize' for winning?[/size]

[size=1]I'm not sure from your post when exactly the challenge ends. Can I have a date?[/size]

[quote name='Retribution][size=1]Why should they? Yes, it's obnoxious, but it's [i]technically[/i'] within their rights, so why should they stop? It's completely acceptable, just really annoying.[/size][/quote] [size=1]Technically, there isn't anything wrong with outlining a detailed plan of how you're going to kill George Bush, but if you get reported for it, you'll still go to jail.[/size]

[size=1]Yeah. A burning flag is [i]such[/i] a firehazard, lol. I think you're over-estimating the combustibility of people. Anyway, I'm not sure what makes you think that free speech is something sacred. I might be Australian, but it's plainly obvious to me that people anywhere cannot say what they please, without thought. Because free speech only counts as long as you're not harming anyone else's rights. There are lots of things I'd like to mention but my main view is that flag-burning is unnacceptable. The rabble who do it should be arrested. If you hate the country that much, piss off and go somewhere else. Leastways, thats my view.[/size]

[size=1]The six remaining contestants followed Mog up the stairs, and into the door. It lead into a corridor which stretched off into apparent infinity on either side. Fortunately, the Survivors didn't have to walk that far to reach their quarters. Three were on one side of the doorway they were standing in, three on the other. Each doorway had a nameplate on it, made of burnished brass and inscribed with the player's name. Mog coughed, and cleared his little voice. "The next challenge is reasonably soon, so I advise all of you to have a good rest, or at least wind down a bit. I'll be seeing you all soon." --- Crash slumped on the bed in his room. It was quite comfortable, if spartan in design. Soothing cream walls, matched by various low-toned furniture. Very modern, and very chic. Very minimalistic too, but all it really needed was a bed. All in all it was just what Crash wanted. He was exhausted. He buried his face in his hands, only to realise how badly they were shaking. Both mentally and physically he was exhausted. Laying down on his bed, he put the pillow over his head and went to sleep.[/size]

[size=1]You played well guys. It was good ^_^[/size]

[quote name='Sandy']I hope you get all the evicted players to answer you, but don't be encouraged if you don't, okay? Just keep this thing going on.[/quote][size=1] ROFL That's right JJ, don't be encouraged if they don't result. They obviously want you to fail! Great idea though, although Samus' behaviour was... erratic.[/size]

[size=1]JJ this is all your fault ='( Haha, just kidding. Great racing doukeshi and White. Best of luck on the decision![/size]