Baron Samedi

[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1]I agree completely with your points. There are always 'in' terms and things going around. And people, of course want to make as much use of these as possible, because they'll appear 'cooler' and 'smarter'. I think the terms are overused a lot. Too much, in fact. In some cases they seem justified, but in most... they have no grounding. People labelling themselves mature.... hhhmmm. As people we can not compare ourselves to another person, because our thought processes work differently and we have been raised differently. So, we can't really know if people are only saying they're mature, or just think they are, or indeed are mature. I am only 14. I am by no means 'grown-up' nor a psychologist. I see what I see, and say it when I deem. I think I am mature for my age. Sure, I'll change a lot before I become fully mature, but I would like to think I have a level head on my shoulders. I'm not sure what there is to say. People will always think they're mature, until they look back a year on and think 'How young was I ?!' I don't know what I am trying to say here. Anyway, people will be people. I suppose the only thing is to let them be, though I do see your points and agree whole-heartedly with them.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[size=1][color=darkred]They're all excellent avatars Tony. I really like the Futurama ones, that is a sock-rockin' show. I think that the most effective avatars are sometimes more simple ones. I would think of using a Futurama one... but I love Hagar too much. My favourite avatar from this bunch? That close-up of Fry screaming. Heh. Nice work.[/size][/color]

[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1]Thanks Piro. I'm glad that you like it. Here is a less detailed one which doesn't have an overlay. I think this one is a bit better, but what do you all think?[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[color=darkred][size=1][quote=Hells Fire]Anyways I have a question for all of the foriegn otaku memeber, and whenIi mean foreign I mean none American. Do you learn different stuff then we do here in America? By different I mean; for example, In the Revoluationary War it was America fighting for its independence against the tyrany of Britain, but what I want to know is your story any different? [/quote] Who says we learn about it at all? I know pretty well much F/A about America. What I do know, is what I have picked up. Most people are more interested in something that is immediately applicable to them, rather than something happening in another country. I know that most of the History related material I have covered is about Australia. Then again, we don't even have a proper 'History' subject here in Australia. I agree with James. America doesn't really need to know much about the rest of the world... but Australia does. Obviously we aren't learning your history, because why would we care? What matters to us is the modern America.[/color][/size]

[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1]Here is my latest piece, Morbid. I have two versions, a detailed one and a less-detailed one. Here is the detailed one for you all to check out.[/SIZE][/COLOR] [img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=17731[/img]

[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1]I am awfully glad that wristcutter brought it up, or I was gonna go slash mine! People call you names. Ignore them. Be the big one, please. How smart can you be if you go back and retort, when you should know from experience that you'll just lose out. Sure it's annoying, but as they say, it takes Two to Tango.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[color=darkred][size=1]You want to know what it reminds me of? Standing on a sweeping glass strip, hundreds of feet above a teeming underground metropolis.I am not sure how great the black border is, but... yeah. This piece looks really good. I love the colours, and although it could be a litttle bit lighter, it is still really impressive. I nearly always enjoy pieces like this, examining them. And this is a great piece, trust me.[/size][/color] [size=1]Aesthetics: 8.5/10 Technical: 11/10 :p[/size]

[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1]Nathan sat in the Taxi, gazing idly out of the window at the passing traffic. He felt suspense, nervousness, paranoia. After being contacted so quickly... there was obviously a leak in the network. This was just ******* excellent. Just...[i]great[/i]. After half an hours worth of travelling, they pulled up at the chainlink fence surrounding the centre. Nathan paid the driver a substantial tip and, flashing the security guard his ID, walked across the pavement and disappeared into the maze of rooms inside the complex. Sure, he could have taken the underground bullet-train from the restaurant-cum-holdings [to integrate where we were which was, for some reason holding Sam, to the headquarters I described]. But he... couldn't go back there. He needed to take the long way home. Sprawling on a couch in the main living area of the complex, he shut his eyes and let his mind wander.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1]That last banner of yours is...woah. Seriously excellent. I love the background effect and the stock/s used look excellent. Two little gripes though. I think the glow around the text should be dark blue, so as to fit in with the rest of the banner... and I think the border for the banner should be dark blue too. As Hittokiri Zero once suggested- lighter borders [than black] will often work better, and in this case it would provide continuity throughout the whole thing I feel. Good work.[/size][/COLOR] [size=1]Aesthetics: 9.5/10 Technical: 8.5/10 [/SIZE]

[COLOR=DarkRed][size=1]I think what he meant Cloricus was that, yeah his avatar may be plagiarised, but this other guy is saying that 'the art is his own work', which it obviously isn't. That's my two cents.[/size][/COLOR]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=DarkRed]Nathan brushed in front of someone as he left the civilian side of the restaurant, stepping out onto the pavement, delighting in the swirl of hot air from exhausts. Putting his head down, he walked unhurriedly down the footpath. Damn it, he knew he had done and seem some horrible stuff in his life... but those creatures! And they kept coming out bigger. How were they going to keep Sam under control on the ship? So many questions. This was freaky. On the other hand he was free from jail. Unrestrained. He could just leave right now. But he wouldn't. Loyalty prevented him from it. The same loyalty that confounded the CIA as again and again they beat him, shocked him, trying to make him tell them about his employer. Not a word passed Nathan's lips. Watching from the corner of his eye, he watched as a pickpocket edged closer and closer to him. But wait... the pickpocket was putting something inside his coat pocket. Nathan walked onwards a few steps, pretending not to notice, but when he spun around... the pickpocket was gone. Sitting down on a splintery bench, he pulled out the note. And his face blanched. On it, depicted in blue ink, was a finely detailed picture of a wolf's head. Staring down at the paper, he didn?t look up as the man sat next to him, nor did he flinch when the cold prod of iron nudged his ribs. So, it was like this hey? ?The boss believes you have been compromised? said the grim man seated next to him. ?Well, you know what you can tell the boss?? said Nathan. Then, moving with a speed hardly credible for a man of his size, he spun around, slapping the pistol against the back of the seat and slamming his other hand into the man jaw. Blood spurted everywhere. But Nathan could not bring himself to kill this man. Not with Dyleksthin running in his system. He couldn?t. Nathan sprinted to the underpass, and emerged out on the other side of the busy road moments later. Hailing a taxi, he drove off. Lying on the bench, blood dripping down his face, the mystery man grimaced. ?Nathan, you fool. You can?t escape. Once in, never out. We?ll be on the ship. You poor fool. Watch your friends?? The man passed out, as uncaring people hurried past.[/color][/size] [Clues for you all ;) ]

[color=darkred][size=1]Sennen. Sennen. Sennen. Sen... just kidding ;). It looks really good. I [as always] prefer a solid border, but it doesn't look too bad. I think that the hexagonal background in ice should be straight though... you seem to have overlayed a few. Me? I just like lines. The swirls are excellent. It is blended together sensationally. Now... for the text. I thought it said something. Because, the unbolded letters read 'Fence'. However, it seems it is just a mistake. So I can't give you any credit. Heh. Aah well. Nice work. Aesthetics: 8/10 I like borders though. Technical: 9/10[/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=1] I thought that Red on white would be especially visual and captivating. It seemed like a good colour scheme. Heh, the squares placement... random. I did one little thing with three squares. And then I added more. But it would have looked strange if they were all the same. So I thought of as many shapes as I could for it, and positioned them. Due to this positive reaction... I'll link it up![/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=1]I don't think anyone has responded to wristcutter's [url=http://www.myotaku.com/users/baron_samedi/]valid point[/url] about underlining links. Did you notice my subtle linkage of 'Valid Point'? Aside from the colour difference, that is? Without it, you wouldn't have noticed. If you want it underlined we need to use the 'U' tags now. Any way to quickly and simply fix this?[/size][/color]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=DarkRed]Here is my latest piece. Rather simplistic, it is... 'modern art'. I know it isn't much, but I thought it was a rather cool idea. Do you all agree? I know it isn't visually intensive, I just thought it was a funky concept to work with.[/size][/color]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=DarkRed]Excellent Haze. This is really impressive. I think more grunge could be used as has been stated, and the avatar doesn't look the best...[looks like Paint as grunge detail can't be seen], but overall. It is good. I think a better stock could have been used, and I am slightly iffy about the font. However, it is plain to see that you're improving rapidly. Very impressive work Haze. 7.5/10 I love ya ;)[/size][/color]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=DarkRed][OOC] Bit off the ball KOTR :p. I am a free man now] [Just remove the handcuffs. And I am Nathan [i]Rahl[/i]] Nathan helped the shaky Captain over the wreckage. He had known something was up as soon as he saw Chubbs rush to his feet and out of the Cafeteria. He had barrelled down the corridor, pushing the other crew members out of the way. Skidding around the corner he watched as the horrible spider-creature scuttle towards Chubb. He had stepped forward, and kicked it in one of it's bulbous eyes, which gave him a few extra seconds to pull down the bookcase. This was something weird. Sitting Chubb back down at the table, Nathan leaned forward and said, in gentle tones. "What the **** is this mission [i]really[/i] about?" Allen took a deep breath and leaned back in his chair.[/size][/color]

I must just say that people complaining about it's proportions already is absurd. It had barely been up. As has been [repeatedly] said, give it some time folks! How can you judge straight away. You'll grow accustomed to it. Now, as for speeds. I believe it has to do with temporary internet files. If you go to a new site it will take longer to load, but if you visit more often it will come quicker. So, that is the problem. After a few days it will load quickly enough.

Lessee. I have probably told people about this at some time or other. Ok. Way back in 01 I was a massive Pokemon freak. I loved them to death. So, I found OB. Sadly, I was at school and had no home computer. I visisted here for a few weeks, but then left over the holidays. On a long afternoon one day in May of 2003 I thought about OB. And came back to see if it even existed. After a few weeks of horrible, newbie-esque posting I recovered and became bettter. Until I reached the fabulous pinnacle I am at now. [size=1]This fascinating glimpse into the history of [url=http://www.myotaku.com/users/baron_samedi/]Baron Samedi[/url] was brought to you by myself, Baron Samedi.[/size]

Ntahan woke early, and headed into the adjoining ensuite to freshen up. Spartan, but bearable. After a warm shower, he headed downstairs to the dormitory cafe. He had a big breakfast, and as he was about to leave he was approached by a security guard. The guard gave him some details of a meeting in New Madison itself. Nathan asked the guard to call a cab, and took his Dyleksthin shot while he waited. A quarter of an hour later, the cab rolled up. An hours drive into the city proper, wending his way in between the traffic. He reached the cafe exactly ten minutes early. Tucking his identity card into an inner pocket on his navy blue windbreaker, Nathan stepped lightly out onto the pavement. Moving with ease through the mad press of people, he stepped into the cool interior of the cafe from the street entrance. Taking a small, rear booth, he ordered a bottle of water, and waited for the others to show up. [OOC: Would someone else please introduce my character to the group... how will you all react to me?]

A few points to make. 1: They wouldn't listen to music. They'd use it to listen to preachings from Abdul Mahar Kabdud, the Great Showinja of Religion. Or something. 2: They'll finally have a use for guns without ammo. Make your last stand while bopping to JLo. 3: Everybody will be out buying guns now, just so they can listen to their favoiurite tunes. 4: This is a really silly idea. Picture the following. [b]Terrorist[/b]: [In music store] Hi. Can I please buy an mp3 player for my AK47? [b]Store Owner[/b]: *calls police* You get it? This world is just mad.

Most people develop strong emotional attatchments to pets. It is not unusual.Depending on how things go, there isn't really too much you can do. One- it can have surgery. If you really want to have this cat fixed, then I would advocate that. If he is a relatively young cat, then surgery would gain a good few more years out of him. If he is an old cat... maybe you should go to Florida. Maybe you're only delaying the inevitable. If he can't be helped... put him to sleep. If he is going to be in pain, put him to sleep. If he is old, put him to sleep. Sometimes you need to put others well-being in front of your own. I sympathise with you. Losing pets is hard.

[OOC: Excellent] Nathan sat ramrod straight on the edge of his bed, waiting for them. Tonight they would come for him, and take him to the shuttle. Tonight he would finally escape this disgusting cell. Tonight was his night. Five minutes later the door to his outer cell burst open. Keys clanked, and the door to his inner cell swung around to reveal four heavily armed guards. One of them, a big, bulky black women handucffed his right wrist to her waist belt, while a younger blonde headed man removed his left wrist handcuff from the wall bar and attatched it to his belt. Escorted out of his cell, Nathan nodded at the cat-calls and jeers he recieved walking down the prison corridor. Calls of 'Hey spaceman' and 'Don't forget to write' echoed off the cold concrete. Moving with a speed surprising for a man of his size, Nathan jerked back on his handcuffs, and tripped over his two flanking guards. Letting himself fall to the ground, he wrapped his legs around the waist of the guard in front and pulled him over, before a truncheon crashed into the back of his neck and the world went black. [i]Some hours later[/i]... Nathan awoke to the steady drone of a concorde Airbus. Gazing through the slits in his eyes, he glanced around. He was in a room with five seats across, and perhaps some more rows behind. A sign above the only door he could see read 'Prisoner Section'. Due to the increasing amounts of violent criminals needing international transport to answer charges, special commercial planes had been equipped with Prisoner Rooms. Made the passengers less nervous. Nathan saw one person on either side of him. His guards were both reading Today's newspaper. Sensing that their escort had woken, one of the guards turned over and said 'Only another three hours to go, buck'. Nathan sighed. [i]Two and a half hours later[/i]... Nathan opened his eyes,as he felt the prick of a needle. Strapped into his seat, he couldn't move, but he felt the lenses and filters of his world tilt as the Dyleksthin was administered. Not long until New Madison. Uncuffed now, he stepped off the plane and was escorted into the Airplane terminal. A quick customs search then a hurried Taxi trip to the launch site. After a whirlwind of introductions, Nathan found himself standing alone in a virtually bare room. [i]One sleep until the space rocket goes kablooie[/i] he thought to himself. Having no appetite, he went to bed at 8:00. Made the night pass quicker. And tomorrow it would...be...time...... ...

Excellent DW. I laughed. Hard. You have a knack for the silliest form of comedy.

Excellent work Solo. I am loving it. If I had to sum this up in one word... "Ace".