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I don't know about making the new starwars redundant, but yes, obviously the new Matrix movies would make the original 1970's starwars look pretty pale in comparison. But you do have to keep in mind that a lot of the equipment that was used to make the matrix probably only exists because of the amazing technological advancements George Lucas and his team developed... I do agree with you somewhat, from what I've seen, the new Matrix movies do look pretty sweet.

As I've never worn a steel/iron/whatever chastity belt, I can't give an expert opinion, but I can say yes...yes it would way a lot. A very, very large and insane amount of weight would come from wearing a metal chastity belt and more wet than dry crudely made woolen clothing. o.O;

Liam grinned, ?you sure about that? I mean, you might not have another chance to hold something like this over my head again.? The elevator made another dinging sound as they hit the lobby. Liam folded his arms and leant against the side of the elevator. The doors opened and a couple of officials entered. One of which was the Commander. Liam groaned. The Commander stood between Jaudiar and Liam and waited for the couple of secretaries in front of them to leave. The Commander nodded to Liam when the doors opened again. They were at the level his office was on, one floor below the dormitories of the SYF. Liam sighed and exited, giving a jovial wave to Jaudiar as the doors closed behind them. The Commander steered Liam into his office and ordered him to sit. ?Liam,? he said, ?you should not have mentioned those papers to Adam. He?s been sniffing around all week to find out what they are. You?ve meddled for the last time. Your pay for the next three years has been docked.? Liam snorted on the inside, [I]three years? Pfft, as it is, including my parents will?I have enough cash to go through a bachelor of science degree eleven thousand nine hundred and four times?bah?he must be doing this to save face with his commanders?[/I] ?If you say so sir.? Replied Liam. The Commander?s eyes narrowed. ?Liam. I want no more mention of those papers. If word gets out about them, the entire agency will run riot.? Liam snorted, ?it?s not surprising is it? I mean, why wouldn?t people run riot if they knew their officials had death warrants handy in case the SYF team fail. I must admit I got quite a surprise when I found myself doomed to die if I continued disobeying orders.? The Commander?s face purpled, ?the entire SYF team is [I]not[/I] listed Liam it's- -just me? I feel flattered sir. But run over by a Toyota Landcruiser? How unoriginal, and easily explainable?here?s me thinking I?d die in action?? The Commander said nothing and just pointed at the door for Liam to leave through. Liam left grudgingly, this conversation will be finished?albeit at another time. As he closed the door behind him, he was greeted by Jaudiar. ?Oh so you heard it all did you?? Liam said brightly. ?Only muffled voices, you have no idea how hard it is to listen through solid oak without the right equipment?? Liam rapped a knuckle on the door, it rang hollow.

Liam raised an eyebrow, ?how sweet?? ?I?m going to ignore that you said that.? Pizaro rose from his bed and walked towards the glass, placing his sticky forehead against it. ?So?? he muttered, ?I would never have thought it. Well it?s all much clearer now. Boy, you?d have never gotten out of my complex alive without her help.? Liam ignored the comment. Pizaro was trying to get a rise out of him, and that wasn?t going to happen anytime soon. ?Pizaro, I want information,? said Liam, ?I want all of your family contacts and weapons dealers now.? Pizaro chuckled, ?and what do I get in return?? Liam smirked, ?absolutely nothing.? ?Well that?s not a very good deal is it? Come back boy, with your officials, some real deals will be made then.? Liam laughed, ?Pizaro, no deals will be made. Ever. I?m only here because I don?t want to run all over the planet tracking down the mess you?ve made.? Pizaro snorted. ?What happens if I don?t co-operate then? I just sit here in this wonderfully furnished apartment, living on another countries taxes? Safe from my enemies? Sounds good to me.? It was Liam?s turn to lean on the glass. ?Well Pizaro,? he said softly, ?if you don?t give me what I want, I?ll just have to take your daughter?? his voice was a whisper, ?you know Pizaro?you do have a very pretty girl there?? Pizaro blanched. ?You...you...wouldn?t?your government doesn?t do that?? ?My government,? said Liam venomously, ?doesn?t know a damn thing. I?m sure Pizaro, with the amount of brainwashing we?ve done so far?pretty soon I?ll be able to make her do anything I want?? Liam finished his last words with a whisper and tore his gaze from the breaking Pizaro. Liam turned to leave and called over his shoulder to Pizaro, ?I?ll leave you to think about it Pizaro. I will be back.? The steel door closed behind them as Liam and Jaudiar entered the circle room. Jaudiar was silent, yet another curve to get her head around. Before she could say anything, Liam said, ?standard tactics. Maybe not standard from your training?but they were from mine. Problem is though?every time I use them, a part of me vanishes?odd ain?t it?? The elevator doors opened and Liam and Jaudiar entered.

Liam woke up and yawned, stretching out some uncomfortable kinks in his back. He checked the clock. Four in the morning. He rolled over and tried to resume sleeping, but his internal battery, for once in a long time, was full. Seeing no other way around it, Liam got out of bed and had a shower. He then got changed and took a stroll around the complex. Even at this hour of the morning, people were still rushing around the corridors. One could say the term ?No rest for the wicked? applied here. Liam entered the elevator and slid his key card into a slot next to a blank screen. He typed a pin number in and the screen was no longer blank. Ten basement levels popped up, each with their names alongside. Liam selected level ten, ?danger to state.? The elevator hit the ground floor and the doors opened. Liam crossed the threshold and stepped into a white room. The room flashed red for a second and a door opened at the opposite end of the room. Liam went through it and two very well armed and armoured burly security guards greeted him. ?This is a surprise visit,? said one through his re-breather gear, ?I take it you?ve come to see Pizaro?? Liam nodded and the two security guards escorted him through to the end of the corridor. Liam couldn?t help but notice the very menacing sentry cannon above the door. He suddenly felt very glad that the bad guys weren?t half as security conscious as the government itself. The second security guard typed in a very complicated pin before the door flashed green and opened. They entered the room. It was a massive circle shaped monstrosity, every two metre gap there was a steel reinforced cell door with a painted number. Hanging in a bracket in the centre of the ceiling was an even larger sentry cannon. Every three seconds it cycled around the room to a different cell door. Yes?very glad indeed. The guards opened the door directly opposite to the one they came in. The sentry cannon quickly cycled round to face it as the door opened. The guards saluted Liam and closed the door behind him. Liam entered an all white room separated by a huge sheet of bulletproof glass. Pizaro watched him beadily from his bed. ?So,? said Pizaro, voice tinny and amplified, ?have you come to make a deal?? Liam snorted. ?Not likely Pizaro, not [I]bloody[/I] likely.?

How did I find out about them? Well mum's got a friend who works in her division's library and he told her all about those weird and kooky facts.

Now here are three facts that I'm almost certain many of you did not know. [list] [*] Now we all know of the medieval idea of the chastity belt, ie unmarried maiden forced to wear steel belt until married etc etc. But did you know that husbands who went off to fight in the crusades made their wives wear them? That part I'm certain some of you would know. However, the real fact is that some chastity belts were equipped with...how to put this gently? Ah yes, [i]La Madame Guillotine.[/i] A very nasty, yet efficient, way to prevent your next door neighbours from sleeping with your wife when you're gone. Well, at least the second time round...I'm not so certain that many would come back to repeat offend when they guillotine had done its bit... [*] Fact number Two! (this coincides with the first) Why did you see men in the tapestries wearing those odd pointy shoes? You know the ones, that seem to be five or so inches longer than their feet? Ahem, well the promiscuous men of medieval lore were an inventive lot, they used their pointy shoes as a means to find out if a certain lady was wearing the [i]La Madame Guillotine[/i] equipped chastity belt. Hence the original term, [i]playing [b]footsies[/b] under the table[/i] [*] Fact number three (and yes, you can bring the children back into the room lol) It was the men who wore the first high heels. Yes you heard me correctly. Although it was originally more practical than fashionable. European shepherds used to wear the so that they could stand level on hills. It became fashionable, however, when english nobles travelled overseas and bought themselves pairs to take home and show off to their other rich friends. (maybe this is where the idea of souvenir came from) So rich men started showing off their new high heels and it gradually developed into women wearing high heels today. As they say, the rest is history. [/list]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Ravenstorture [/i] [B][color=darkgreen][font=gothic]Ravenstorture: Creme de la Creme...[/font][/color] [/B][/QUOTE] *swims around with the rest of the buttermilk* :p [quote][i]Originally posted by Yoshi[/i] [b]didja guys ever think that by trying to hold yourselves to futures are limiting yourselves? You guys are trapping yourselves in a dream which means that there are somethings just not getting done, and if the dream sours into a nightmare (or just doesn't quite live up to itself) there are very few "easy" paths out.[/b][/quote] Gee thanks mister party pooper o.O; But I do have a question for you, how can you trap yourself in a dream? Wouldn't it have to be a nightmare...?

Wow, otaku is getting better? As in more graphically advantaged? Now that's a good enough reason to just go and take a stickybeak...

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by cloricus [/i] [B][spoiler][color=#00ff00]ROLF Liam(C2) in the SAS(R)... Any way I don't think you could. *Points to you glasses* Plus you can't even take cadets...[/color][/spoiler] [/B][/QUOTE] There are such things as contact lenses. Not can't, won't, I refuse to. lol It's highschool. But back to the beginning, I was joking lol* [size=1][i]*note the applied 'lol' in its current position, it is implying that this statement is funny. ie it and it's precursers, plus the mother statement, are sarcastic and weren't meant to be scrutinised. ie, after the ROLF, you shut up.[/i][/size] ~~~~~~~ Second to the Radiology thing, I was thinking Federal Police. Now that'd be fun. Now when you think about it, I could do the Federal Police thing. I could do the army thing if I was drafted. I'd take the test and become a sniper. After that I'd run around shooting people. Then I'd come home and live out my days with more suppressed memories than a 50 year code of silence act could hold. Gee...doesn't that sound [i]super?[/i] lol

Liam rubbed his jaw as he woke up after the surgery. The dentist above him was slightly out of focus, Liam blinked a good deal and he jumped back into spectrum. The dentist was smiling and Liam rose from his seat, shrugging off the numbing effects of the tranquillisers. He ran a tongue along the insides of his mouth, the three teeth were back into their normal positions. Good, good. Liam looked at the dentist, ?how long have I been under?? The dentist checked the clock, ?about twenty or so hours, its just before lunch. Speaking of which?? Liam nodded and said his thanks and the dentist left, with the reminders not to eat anything like hard candy or otherwise until the teeth were fully set. Liam tottered out of the room and into the lobby. The SYF officials felt it necessary for the procedure to be done under SYF observation, in case any attempts on Liam?s life were made. Liam laughed them off, but they insisted and the procedure was done on campus. Liam called an elevator and took it up to the cafeteria. It was full of people buying their lunch, mostly SYF and ASIO officials and desk jockeys. Luckily none of them recognised him. That must have been why this particular skyscraper had been chosen? Liam, shirking the line, grabbed a can of softdrink and a packet of chips from the vending machines. He then took the elevator up once more and entered into his own apartment. He finished the junk food and chucked the wrappers into the bin beside the bed before collapsing on it He fell asleep almost instantly. For being unconscious for twenty or so hours, he was seriously tired?

*chuckles* We accept your answer marbar ~~~~ butterfly, at least you'll be young when you've finished. eee...I'll be 34...o.O; ~~~~ Mum was talking about her day at work and how there were two army people there to take her education (mum's a nurse educator) and they got talking about the SAS. Mum mentioned our family friend and how he used to be in the famous 'blackpyjamas' but also how after 10 or so years retirement the government still have his passport and are continuously whisking him away. The two students visibly moved away from mum and one said 'Oo...scary. You know what that means?' 'What?' said mum. 'He's one of the nasty ones...' 'If the government still hae his passport, that means he was one of the best...wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of him eh?' said the other 'Nasty ones?' said mum 'Yeah, you know, the assassins. Killer for hire. The type of people that are declared legally dead, killed in action and are placed in the top SAS and moved about million miles from home' 'Oh...' says mum So, guess what I say? 'Hey mum, what'd you do if I joined the SAS?'

Liam winced, ?why do I suddenly believe that I would have been safer in Pizaro?s arms??? Liam rubbed his jaw. It was hurting like the blazes now?it didn?t hurt this much before. He rolled his jaw and ran his tongue along the lengths of his mouth. Finding three teeth missing and the tendons loose?was not a very nice feeling? Adam crossed the threshold, taser in hand. He called back to two burly security guards who walked in and picked up the groggy Pizaro. Liam gave a cutesy wiggle of his fingers at Pizaro as he passed. Pizaro managed to scowl and tried to break free of the guards grasp. Both guards punched him in the ribs and winded him. Adam walked forward and hit him with the taser. Pizaro fell unconscious. ?Adam,? Liam said in a voice of someone who has a mouth filling with fluid and who is trying not to spray anyone with the fluid, ?where?s a dentist?? Adam noticed the teeth on the carpet. ?We don?t have one on staff?but I?ll get one in for you. It?ll take a while though, confidentiality agreement contracts to be signed first and all that you know?? ?Whatever Adam?I really don?t want to argue?just?do it.? Adam looked slightly taken aback, as though Liam had never agreed with anyone before. But he nodded and left the room. They could hear him walking down the corridor and talking into his mobile phone. When the elevator doors had opened and closed, Liam sighed and walked into his bathroom. Jaudiar and Rae heard him spit and gargle. ?Gross? said Rae and she screwed up her face in disgust. Liam came back out and picked the teeth back up off the ground. ?Knowing Adam, he?ll get someone good. And if he gets someone good, I?ll be needing these?? ?What are you talking about?? Said Rae. Liam pointed out one of his teeth next to the canines. ?That one was knocked out by a rifle butt to the face in the Sudan. Managed to have it put back in, we?ve got some remarkable genetic sinews here. The normal dental public are only just using it now??

Wow, I guess it is a small world after all... miniLiam: *singing* It's a small world after all...uh ..something...something...*/singing* I wonder how many otaku memebers are that close and don't realise it? Huh, 20 days until school starts and us Toowoomba Otakuians are reuinited...someone should bring a camera...

HA! WEATHER! I laugh in the face of your weird weather. You see, Toowoomba is the king of weird weather. eg: Its [i]meant[/i] to be winter, and it's like 27-30 degrees celcius outside and not a cloud in the sky. Not to mention it hasn't rained in weeks and the grass is as dry as dry can be. eg2: Its raining so hard that the bullet like rain is thicker than fog, its racing along so fast thanks to the wind that everywhere outside looks underwater. Not to mention if you do go outside you come back in looking like a drowned rat. Hello [b]Summer[/b] o.o

Matt shielded his eyes from the harsh sun above. Not only was he late for his conference, but he was also lost in the middle of no-where. He looked up from his laptop at the surrounding islands. Weird, they looked to be a cluster of islands from the PNG area...but that wasn't possible, their flight went no where near that area. His attention was distracted by the high pitched keening sound of the laptop's internal modem trying desperately to dial into the satellite above. It was making the connection, but some form of interference caused it to disconnect...His satelite phone was useless too... Not one to panic, he calmly packed everything away and left the laptop's solar panel on top of his backpack. Ha! And his co-workers laughed at his 'greenie' nature. He chuckled again. The satellite must be out of range, seeing as this area seemed to be one not used to the finest in electronic hardware. He'd just try again and again until he got a linkup, then he'd send out an emergency beacon on the laptop and all would be fine... He laughed at the time when his best friend gave him the beacon and the software on his first international flight...but now...it was suddenly a part of life and death... Matt stood and stretched, folding up the compact satellite itself. He'd try again tomorrow, but for the moment food was in order. He slipped his backpack around his shoulders, solar panel on the outside, and began dragging his suitcase behind him. Thanks to it's plastic hard shell, it had kept him afloat. It had almost made arguing with the airport clerk for an hour that it was carry on luggage, worth it. His parents always said never trust the undercarriage with your luggage...and that too had payed off... Matt dropped his luggage at the base of a likely looking tree. All the other trees he had seen had very odd looking fruit...but this one looked like it had coconuts... Matt shimmied up the trunk and tugged on a likely looking green globe. He tugged and it didn't move. He gave it another tug, harder this time, still didn't budge. This time he gave it an almighty pull, and slipped from his perch on the trunk. Matt looked at the ground o-so-very far below as he swung like a pendulum, still holding the coconut. Something gave and Matt fell hard on his rump, still holding the coconut. Matt let out a groan and fell sideways. 'O...w....' At least he had something to eat....

How very...uh...*invents word* [i]consolist[/i] of you James... wait...no..consolracist?

Liam?s face went a slight shade of red, but before anyone noticed he excused himself. Liam took an elevator up two floors to his apartment in the complex. As he reached for his keys, an alarm distracted him. Suddenly red lights lowered from alcoves in ceiling and someone was barking over the PA that there had been a breakout. Liam spun around and faced the elevator. Behind him, his apartment door opened. A hand reached out and caught Liam around the throat. Liam made a very undignified ?hurk!? sound and fell back into his apartment. Something cold and metallic was pressed against his head. ?In case you?re wondering boy?this is real?you so kindly left it in your drawer, next to ample ammunition clips?? Yup there was no mistaking that voice. It was Pizaro. Two and two make four. Five if you include the mirror and the reflection of his shiny Desert Eagle. Damn paranoia. Always usurps you in the end. ?So Pizaro,? Liam said with deceptive calmness, ?why not just leave the building? Why make your way through so many levels from the basement lock up? If you got this far, you could have easily fled the building.? Pizaro?s grip on Liam?s throat tightened and he shifted his weight. Pizaro kicked the apartment door shut. Three deadbolts locked automatically. Damn paranoia?always usurps you in the end. Pizaro didn?t move the gun from the side of Liam?s head. Someone had taught him well. ?So Liam?? Pizaro started, ?I didn?t leave the building because,? his arm-lock tightened, ?you?ve ruined me boy- -huh? Me?? ?Shut up!? Pizaro hissed, ?you know it, you?ve turned my little girl against me.? ?Hey, I didn?t do that, it was all Ryan?s fault, Ryan alll the way. Go hunt Ryan- Pizaro whacked Liam with the butt of his gun. Somewhere in his mouth, something began to bleed?something hard was slightly loose too? ?Shut up about this Ryan character?it?s you I want?you started this whole mess- -I beg to differ?? Another hard whack?that hard thing was now moving freely in his mouth and so was the blood. Liam spat the rapidly pooling blood out of his mouth. When paranoia turns, so does the big mouth syndrome? ?Shut the **** up. Just listen, you hear boy? You are going to listen to me very carefully now?you are going to take me very carefully to my daughter and tell her the truth!? ?What? That her dad is a weapons dealer that turned her into a frigid- Two whacks this time. Liam rolled his jaw, several somethings were free now? ?Ow! Dude?do not do that again??

[img]http://www.blaze-gear.com/g2_012.jpg[/img] Well its about time really. Portable handheld, brilliant screent resolution...why not put the two together? Specs: [list] [*]One-touch self-seek tuning for up to 99 channels (where available). [*]Never miss your favourite programmes again! [*]Telescopic antenna with external aerial-in jack. [*]Built-in speaker with earphone/speaker output jack. [*]Desktop stand. [*]Audio and video in/out. [*]Control brightness, contrast, colour and volume. [*]Powered by AC adaptor (included) or 4xAA Alkaline batteries. [*]Separate Car and Console adapter available [*]Can be used as a screen for other consoles [/list] Pretty suave eh?

It's so...so...pretty....it's almost trekkyish... Hm..when you say '99' dollars...I'm assuming you mean US? whoa...that makes it around $200 Austalian... Oh...for the days when the Australian dollar was worth one and a half American ones....o.O

Custom status, now that'd be suave. Like when you reach 2000 posts or something....*hides his post count* ahem...no-one saw that...:shifty:

Liam shook his head and looked across the street. When he looked back, Jaudiar and Siren had gone. Liam sighed and soaked in the ?civilised? atmosphere. Around him people were bustling along on their way to work. When surrounded by barbarianism and brutality it was nice to get a giant booster shot of civilisation. Someone barrelled into Liam hard. Liam took a step backwards while the teenager that hit him fell to the ground rubbing his head. In his hand was Liam?s wallet. The crowd walking around Liam and the teenager paused momentarily to see what was going on, before continuing along their way. The teen looked up at Liam, grinning. He stood, standing a good six inches above Liam. Liam sighed and put his hand. The teen didn?t place the wallet in it. Unwise decision. Liam, apathy in his voice, said, ?I?d like my wallet back thankyou very much.? The teen smirked, showing some atrocious dental work, ?Nah mate, whatcha goin? to do about then eh? I found this here wallet fair and square on the ground. Public property that is.? The teen smacked Liam smartly on the crown of his head and laughed, shoving Liam as he walked past. Inwardly Liam groaned, he really couldn?t do anything without attracting the attention of the already rampant media?not to mention that this was Sydney, an loaded with suspicious and people that?d ring the police at any sight of violence in case of terrorist actions?there wasn?t a place in a kilometre radius that wasn?t in sight of a hundred people?well?actually? Liam grinned and vanished amongst the ever-moving crowd of people. ~~~~~ The wallet thief, real name actually Steve, continued waltzing along in his own little happy world. He?d stolen a wallet that felt like it was loaded with cash, not to mention without a fight from the shrimp he got it from. Stupid rich kid, probably his weekly allowance in there? Steve rubbed his shoulder. Man it was still hurting?odd, that kid should have fallen over without a problem? Then the world vanished. Steve landed with a thick slap on something smelling foul. He rolled over, groaning and rubbing an extremely hurt belly. He glanced up, seeing the only light to be coming from an open man hole, far, far above? He winced, blinking, when he had finished?the kid was there? Liam grinned and plucked his wallet from Steve?s hand. ?Thankyou, so much. It?s been fun?? Steve blinked, dumbfounded. Liam vanished. Suddenly the world felt so cold?Steve got up and ran to the ladder on the wall, harrowed by the event. In the distance, someone was whistling a tune who?s which name had been long forgotten? ~~~~~ Liam slid the steel rectangle of the Telstra communications hub aside and climbed out into s shocked public, waiting at the traffic lights. Liam saluted, slid the sheet back and vanished into the crowd. Liam trotted up to the hundred or so story shiny sky scraper. Jaudiar was sitting on top of one of the benches outside, under the shade of a large Camphor Loral. A grin was on her face. ?I saw that you know, you can?t help yourself can you?? Liam put on a great show of being offended, and finished with a smile before entering the lobby.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Crazy White Boy [/i] [B] Surely you jest. :) [/B][/QUOTE] No sir I do not jest, as a matter of fact I never jest! ...........except for when I've got my jester's hat on *puts it on* ^^ *does a little jig and then takes it off again* you see sir, that was me jesting, and as you can also see, it is totally different from my above quoted statement. However....we may need me to put the hat on again.....why?....uh.......uh.... *sticks the hat back on and resumes his jig* ^^

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Mnemolth [/i] [B] Its good to know that people are not put off by the need for some effort in an RPG. :D [/B][/QUOTE] There is such a thing as [i]too[/i] much effort you know o.O;; *when questioned, he waves a copy of 'Eden' around to ward them off* I say good luck to the lot of ye, and may wb never visit your houses. I recommend eating lots and lots of garlic and cloves, that'll keep the demon at bay ^^