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*blinks* *blinks a bit more* *continues to blink for quite some time* Wow, seriously good stuff there GinnyLyn. My problem when it comes to art is that I really couldn't be bothered to perfect anything, :p The colouring though is amazing...

[b]20 HOURS LATER[/b] Liam scrolled through the full colour map before him. He edited out any discrepancies before loading it into the game and playing it. twenty minutes later, he found his simulated team dead and himself on less than a quarter of his health. The game ended and he sat pondering the predicament. Anti personnel machine guns, bullet proof booths housing them, landmines surrounding the area, at least the satellite could tell him where they were... He sighed and furrowed his brow, deep in thought. Rae wandered over to see what he was doing, ?What?s the matter?? she asked. Liam remained silent. Slightly annoyed, Rae pressed on, ?I can tell there?s something wrong, there?s no denying it, so tell me.? Liam heaved a sigh. ?The problem is that there is no possible way of safely entering this base. Look here,? he jabbed a finger at a camouflaged tank. ?An extremely large tank, a world war two to be precise, Sherman class.? Rae snorted, ?So what? That thing is ancient, besides, there?s no way they?d be able to get ammunition for it.? Liam remained grave. ?It?s one of the modified Sherman tanks, flamethrower variety. That thing could shoot a white hot fire ball up to fifteen metres away, and that was just with world war two technology. Just think what damage it could do today!? ?Well I guess we?re just going to have to do something about it then won?t we? I mean it?s not all that hard to blow up a tank is it?? ?You have no idea how wrong you are.? [b]ETA: 15 MINUTES[/b] Liam checked his Kevlar vest and equipment. The group had already split up into the two teams. The rescue team was jumping first, along with their hummer. Sparks of adrenaline ran through the team. This is what they were trained for, and they seemed to be ready, but there where signs of apprehension. Liam checked his parachute straps and wandered over to his huddled team. ?Alright, lets get this going eh?? Liam smirked at the three. They didn?t respond. He rolled his eyes. ?Someone please tell me you guys have done this before. There?s nothing to it, all you do is jump out of the plane when that light turns red, wait until that gauge is right and pull the string!? Still no response and the light was already amber. ?Bloody hell, just jump already or I?m going to bust a cap in all your asses, you hear me?? No response and the cargo hatches were opening, the rescue hummer was already about to be dropped. Liam cussed and ran out the cargo bay the instant the light flashed red. He checked the gauge. Almost there...the hummer plummeted past and all four of it?s parachutes were released. Liam pulled his string and noticed the other three of his team floating along beside him. ?Awesome rush isn?t it?? he exclaimed. Siren laughed, Rae rolled her eyes and Andrew pulled out his binoculars saying, ?The tracker signal came from that dune over there, we should get moving as soon as possible, bury the parachutes, that kind of thing.? Liam nodded and glanced in the general direction before cutting his strings loose and landing with a dull thump on the sand. He wandered over to the hummer, pulling off the parachutes and cutting it out of it?s cage. Two klicks away the second team were dropped.

Liam browsed, looking for something to do, when a box popped up with a resonating beep. The satellite was in position. He smirked, teeth showing. The main image blinked onto the screen, a full colour daylight image appeared, revealing a massive camouflaged compound. Liam whistled and zoomed in, noting the machine gun turrets and tank in the courtyard. Infrared revealed there to be thirty plus people below ground holding cold objects. He switched to the X-ray filter and the cold objects glowed, taking the shape of metal weapons. He grinned, noting the underground generator and computer terminal. Liam brought up the options menu and transferred the information to the modified Counter-strike map builder. A percentage bar popped up, revealing it?d take seven hours to load up the information and convert it. He sighed, pity ADSL wasn?t as versatile as the old 56k. He put the laptop down on the couch and wandered off to look around the aircraft. He wandered down into the cargo bay, flicking on the lights and investigation the hummers below. He checked his watch. Twenty-two hours left in the non-stop flight. Insane, totally insane. He checked out the closest hummer. Open, anti-aircraft gun and anti-personnel machine gun at the front, he raised an eyebrow, the government was serious for once. He wandered around, doing a routine check on the parachutes and otherwise for the vehicles before climbing back up the ladder into the lounge.

Liam wandered around the lounge, peering out the windows and at the landscape rapidly vanishing below. He sighed. This was going to be long and boring, unless... Liam walked over to his pack and unzipped the centre, pulling out a flat, black laptop. He walked back to his seat and booted it up, scanning the hardrive for something of interest. Then he remembered the mobile phone. He smirked and plugged it into the internal modem, dialling up to the server back at his house. Craig glanced over at Liam and raised an eyebrow. Liam grinned and said, ?Computer espionage, it?s what I do, I can?t exactly hack into a computer unless of course I bring a safe harbour with me can I?? Craig rolled his eyes, ?That?s the most pathetic excuse I?ve ever heard, you know that?? Liam grinned again, ?Well it is good practice, when the satellite passes over the base, I can get an infrared, x-ray and full colour photo scan of the base. I upload all this data to a modified Counter-strike map builder, and tadaa! You have a map of the place we?re about to blow up. These maps become extremely useful during a LAN party I can tell you, I know them inside and out in real life, and everyone complains how hard they are.? Liam chuckled again and started trawling through the internet.

lol, an interesting proposition JC, unfortunately shooting twenty people would disrupt the course of the eisteddford, and we don't want the judges all upset because one of the competing choirs strolled on in and blew grammar away now do we? ;)

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by RicoTranzrig [/i] [B][COLOR=darkblue]Really sorry, Endymion... Yes...I sing when no one's around, though. My vocal range is fairly large and I joined choir about 7 years ago, I jumped from a Soprano (12 years old, mind you), to a Tenor, then to an Alto. But I don't sing in front of people much, even though this one person I sang my heart out to said I should.[/COLOR] [/B][/QUOTE] that reminds me of something, DAMN CHEATING GRAMMAR! lol, let me bring you up to speed. Toowoomba has an annual secondary school eisteddford (key word secondary) where a bunch of schools get together, mostly private schools, and sing against each other for first, second etc. Any how the two main choirs were Grammar and ours, Downlands college. Anyhow, we sing, get applause wolf whistles whateva, then grammar goes on, and has the complete SATB range. (shudder) It turns out they used junior school students (the youngest looked ten, secondary school starts at twelve) and went onto win, in the judges words 'Because of the beautiful harmony' Ahem. Also they had a tap dancer. A bloody tapdancer. 'Although no marks are meant to be given for choreography, I strongly believe that Grammar should receive extra points for their magnificent tap dancer.' Surprise surprise, Grammar wins and we come fourth and last. Interesting thing was though, Our male choir was from a heterosexual school, and a Catholic school to boot. The other male choirs? Single sex, prodestant. Ahem. The judges background? Single sex prodestant school. lol, sad isn't it? Especially when the other schools came up and asked us how the **** we came last when the others sounded so bad. Ahem. --- lol:drunk:

Athen grinned, 'I wouldn't know, oldish maybe, but old? No I don't think so.' He laughed and continued walking, Jaudiar beside him. He sighed, 'I'm younger than you, and yet I'm bored out of my skull. Seriously, it's getting tiring, I mean, I know it's all very good and well to snap a mortals spine, throw it aside and proclaim, 'Fetch me another plaything, this one seems to be broken.' We all love doing that, but now it's getting boring.' Jaudiar rolled her eyes as Athen continued to ramble 'See thing I want to know is,' he paused, feeling the tickling sensation in his mind again,'Jaudiar, stop that, I'm trying to keep a straight line of thought here and you are definitely [b]not[/b] helping me.'

OOC: and now it does...*sigh* bored... ---- Saethi watched the two go at it, snapping out of a trance, and started rushing at the Hybrid Saethi. He leapt and fell, straight into him. The world was dark and dank inside again. Saethi glanced round for the other two. No one. Something told him he shouldn?t be here...shouldn?t be here at all. He stumbled around, noting it seemed to get brighter. He walked forward, suddenly the image of a chained figure appeared, the vampyric Saethi. ?Now this is all seriously out of wack.? Saethi muttered to himself as he stepped closer to the glowing bonds. The vampyric Saethi glanced up and sighed, ?So you?ve come to taunt me eh? Do a bit of spitting and cussing? Can?t blame you...? ?No,? he said, ?I?ve come to free you.? The vampyres face held surprise, ?Yes free you, you see, I need your help.? The vampyric Saethi thought it over, and nodded, letting Saethi place two hands on the bonded vampyre. There was a momentary glow of white, and Saethi fell away, noting the disappearance of the vampire. He smiled, feeling the canines slide down. He was back. ~~~~ Summer took another stance, raising her sword in defiance. The hybrid Saethi started to run forward, fire glowing around him, and he stumbled. Saethi reappeared beside him. He frowned with distaste, kicking him in the side.

I'm in the school choir and male choir (whoa, deja vu)and we were planning on going to japan next year, but beacause the school wouldn't support it much, (HA! So much for, 'we support our cultural school activities') and yet they continue to send the schools rugby team all the way to England for a two week tour DAMMIT! *cough* Yes singing is good.

Liam pulled up at the airport, indulging in a power slide to the parallel parking space. He kicked open the car door, and walking around to the boot. He opened it and pulled out his camouflaged pack and what appeared to be a large assault rifle. As he walked closer to the group, his finger automatically slipped onto the trigger. Adam looked annoyed, ?Look Liam, the government forks out all this money to buy you a weapon, and what do you do? Bring your own. What is it by the way?? Liam grinned, ?Tell me the one provided first? Adam gritted his teeth, ?All right. It?s a FN P90, something I was sure you?d like.? Liam laughed, ?P90? Seriously Adam, I thought you knew me better? I prefer rifles because of the range and accuracy, not submachine guns, not to mention extremely slow loading sub machine guns.? Adam was speechless. ?Anyhow, my part of the deal.? Liam raised the rifle, ?It?s a Sig G552 Commando, and don?t worry, I have plenty of ammunition and a couple of flashbangs to boot. Now if you?ll excuse me, I?m going on this damn Hercules to get this over with.?

Liam looked at Niomi, then at Siren, then at Rae, finally he set his gaze on Adam. ?Ok Adam, what gender is the agent we?re rescuing?? Liam waited while Adam went through his notes. ?Here it is!? Adam exclaimed, ?well funny you should ask, because the only thing we?ve got on her is her gender, her files haven?t come through yet. If you haven?t guessed yet Liam, she?s female.? Liam rolled his eyes, ?thankyou Captain Obvious. Ok, Niomi,? he said while writing her name on the sheet, ?You?re going to be attacking the base, I want at least some form of gender balance here. Oi! Andrew! You?re with me, got a problem with that?? Andrew was silent ?Good then.? Liam wrote his name up on the sheet and wrote everyone else?s in the ?Base? column. ?Right, ok, it looks like we?re all done here. When do we leave?? The Commander was silent for a while, rather speechless to be exact. ?Whenever you?re ready I uh...guess.? Liam rolled his eyes, ?Well I am...? he looked down at his clothes, orange shirt, black board shorts and skate shoes, not exactly staple desert gear. ?Maybe not...wait a sec.? Liam exited the room and came back a few minutes later dressed in desert fatigues and camouflaged padded vest. He sat down on the table amid looks of surprise. ?Now I?m ready.? He said.

Adam regained the group?s attention by throwing to each of them small different shaped black cubes. They all knew what they were, laser sights, all of them specifically made for their type of pistol. Liam caught his with distaste, pegging it back at Adam. It bounced off his forehead and landed in the box it came from. Adam rubbed the red spot and asked angrily, ?What the hell was that for?? Liam was quiet, dangerously quiet, ?It was an answer to that insult you just threw at me. You of all people should know my files. Marksmanship, I?ve set the best record out of the entire academy, it still stands and is still beating everyone else! To give me a laser sight is just an insult to me, and you should know it.? Adam rubbed his head again, annoyance in his voice, ?Aight, aight, no laser sight for Liam, point taken. Back to the mission...? The image of the Sahara enlarged until it filled the entire wall. Adam began a frenzy of movement, highlighting several strategic locations, totally pointless and useless to the overall mission. Liam yawned pointedly, and the commander motioned for Adam to wrap it up. ?Well as you can see, the Hercules aircraft will fly over here,? he pointed, ?it will drop two Hummers here, and you lot will jump out behind them. Then you?ll split into two groups. One will verify the location of the base, the other will try and find the missing squad, and if they find them alive, we?ll call in a chopper to pick ?em up. Then, the rescue team will meet up with the rest and torch the base, salvaging any files or evidence they can. After that you?ll all be picked up and taken to the next location.? Niomi sighed, ?Whatever, what about the teams? How are they divided up?? Adam cleared his throat and continued, ?Well the commander and I have thought long and hard and decided that you?ll all decide for yourselves which team you?ll be on, except for Liam, we don?t want him to go and blow up the base before you salvage anything.? Adam chuckled, Liam merely pouted, knuckles drumming a tattoo on his Desert Eagle. The commander stood and dismissed them, giving them orders that both teams should be divided evenly, and decided in an hour. Then, if they hadn?t decided, it would be decided for them and they would be put on the first plane out of there.

Ahah, I'm not saying being gay is a bad thing, what I am saying is that it's a bad thing that people use it as a derogatory insult. Yes it is offending, to me, but its not the words that matter, its the voice behind it, the way it's said. I mean, do you have any idea how annoying it is for someone to continuously goad you by saying 'Pooooofta...hey pooooofta..' when all you're trying to do is grant yourself the sublte pleasure of a cold 7up? It's bloody annoying, that's what it is, not to mention painful.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Saiya-jinro [/i] [B]I won't have sex until I get married too. i don't feel ashamed either. I haven't beeen in a serious relationship though. I had a girlfriend for a couple weeks, but she broke with me, without me knowing it. It wasn't meant too be though. And you know what, there was some people that said I was gay just because, I didn't have a girlfriend. [/B][/QUOTE] lol, same here, hell, I get called gay even when I go to the vending machines. I get called gay when I'm in the library, I get called gay before school, after school, during school etc. What do you do about it? Simple, vent all your anger into a very depressing/hateful story of the events that plague you every day merely because of your moral stance, then move on. Simple.

Athenos continued down the street, whistling to himself. He melted out of the shadows when his glowing eyes spotted potential prey, a moneylender surrounded by four bodyguards. This could be amusing, very amusing indeed.. The got within five paces before the two sword bearing men noticed him. They advanced to threaten him, but collapsed, clutching their burning minds. Athenos pinned them to the ground, only releasing them from his grip when they slipped unconcious. No reason to cause any irreperable harm. The two bowmen unshouldered their bows, their employer screamed, a high pitched wail that even Athenos paused to raise an eyebrow at. The two bowmen slumped to their knees, arrows flying off harmlessly down the street, before Athenos reached them. The now undefended portly gentleman shuddered, realising his fate, he summed up his inner strength to say something couragious, Athenos didn't give him the chance, rendering him unconcious with a swift blow to the head. Athenos continued whistling as he heaved the man onto his shoulder, cutting the man's corodtid artery and drinking his fill. He threw the man into the nearest alley to leave his heart to pump the reast of his blood into the gutter. Athen faded again into the shadows, whistling into the wind.

Athenos stood on the bar along with a line of other merried drunks, they all started kicking the air in a sluggish version of the CanCan, singing the lyrics of a long forgotten song. One by one the drunks slipped off among gales of laughter, finally Athenos, who was totally sober, was left alone. He finished his line and pretended to slip, landing heavilly on his rump. The bar roared with laughter and Athenos was lifted to his feet, many a hand slapping on his back. He chuckled and stumbled out of the bar. A few minutes later, once out of sight, he started walking normally, fading away into blackness as the shadows grew long. Why did he go to the tavern if he never drank? He was bored, four hundred years of watching mortals evolve can do that to a guy, the onlyt place it seemed he could frequent was the tavern, the only faces that could recognise him were ones blinded by alcohol. As for his meals, Athenos preferred to avoid taking advantage of the drunk or poor. IT was much more fun to stalk the miserly or 'evil' mortals, no matter what connections they had. He chuckled, evil? Imagine that, calling mortals evil when he was the scourge of all that was living. Amusing really...

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Transtic Nerve [/i] [B]No offense, but if I wanted to know anything about any religion, I'm not gonna ask a kid, or anyone who isn't at least running a church. I don't trust kids and religion because they almost never understand it to the full extent it's meant to be.... [/B][/QUOTE] Ahem. *clears throat* :p

Ah Bushfire season. I really can't say I've been affected much by bushfires, other than that massive one last christmas,( my uncle was near the firing line) Nasty business there. James, I believe those massive helicopters you saw were the 'Elvis' helicopters hired from the united states at AUS$500 000 a pop. --- Last Sunday we drove down the Warrego Highway and there was a massive amount of smoke blanketing the road. Pretty bad for driving, but it smelt good...mmm...eucalyptus... Anyhow, after driving down there and back, we reached the final stretch, the New England H/W. Anyhow the car started sputtering and completely stopped before we turned onto it. We're all sitting in the car thinking, 'O.O;;;;;;' Dad restarts it and revvs the car for a while in neutral, then everything is A ok. It turns out that the filter, (it was old to begin with) was so filled up with the smoke that it kinda, starved the car for power... I'm rambling aren't I?

Yeah, that image has been shrunk a bit...I would stick up a bigger one but I can't find the original book...I think I left it in my locker at school -.- ----- Well it seems everyone likes the wings, good to know I got something right :D

Athen continued to wander. The track seemed eerie, silent. Not a sound came from the forest around him, not a bird, not a bug, not even the wind made any noise when it raced through the trees. He trudged on, gradually noticing signs of life, footsteps and a thread caught on the occaisional branch. Athen followed the footsteps into the forest, ears pricking for the slightest sound. His nose wrinkled, a slight stench of something rotting came to his nose, the stench of something rotting mixed with the scent of some flower...He paused and waited, something in him triggering his hand to move to the obsidian blade tucked into his belt.

-.- reserve judgement Liam...resist...the urge..to comment.... too late. American Idol? Please. Yet another gameshow that seems to be forced onto us over here. Why would Australia care who your idol is? No matter how much air there appears to be in their heads... *cough* *wanders off*

Liam glanced down at his watch, ?Ok, it?s eleven fifty-seven. The thing that most disturbs me is the fact we stood here for nigh on thirty minutes without getting bored.? He laughed, ?We?ve been doing this for way too long Craig. C'mon, lets get to the briefing room.? The commander met them at the door, obviously annoyed about something. Liam ignored the stern look and entered the empty room, taking his usual seat in the corner, Craig following suit and taking his seat in the opposite corner. The commander looked at his watch, two past twelve. He sighed and was about to close the door when Adam hurried through, carrying a large covered box. He plonked it down on the table next to the large black speakerphone. The commander closed the door and spoke, ?Well the briefing has started, even if they?re not here, the speaker phone in the centre of the table will relay this conference to their headsets all over the compound. Allowing them to be here, even though they...ah...aren?t.? Liam rolled his eyes. The commander was never good at words. When the commander had taken his seat, Adam took control and started unpacking the box before him, pausing only to make sure the speakerphone was working. Liam?s interest was caught slightly when Adam pulled out two black objects, and slid them across the large table to Craig and he. Liam snatched it up, investigating what appeared to be a small mobile phone, Nokia to be exact...Liam tapped the small camera in the centre and turned it on, exploring the GPS system and camera function. Liam let out a low whistle, ?Nice Adam, for once you?ve brought something that caught my interest, now let?s see if you can hold it.? Adam gave a small smile and brought up the GPS image on the lightpro, pointing out several remote places on it. Liam read them out under his breath, [size=1]?Borneo, Columbia, Zambia, the Sahara...[/size] the Sahara? Why the hell are we going there?? Adam smirked, ?Because there?s rumoured to be a terrorist base somewhere inside of it. And guess what? It?s your first port of call.? ?Riiiight...?

The funny thing here children is, the 'illegal street racing' in the Fast and The Furious, was infact, legal. *dramatic music plays* Sheesh, they might as well have been in electric wheelchairs, as opposed to the 'souped up cars' they were driving. The fire department, Ambulance, SES (or whatever you have over there) would have been literally metres away in case something went wrong. Now, I'm not saying you people don't know that. [b]BUT[/b] I am saying little hoons would have saw that movie and said 'Gee, well they did all that stuff, and they're still ok. I know! Lets go down the range on the Toowoomba to Brisbane H/way at a 150kmph and cause a three car pile up and an old woman to be partially incinerated! God people are so [b]THICK[/b]

Yeah, Newt an I usually achieve silencing the class once in a while... ;)

I'm in Name: Athenos Vindicarus Age: 402 Appearance: five eleven, brown hair, black eyes. Long cloak, black breaches, leather armour. Personality: Open, passionate, loyal, all features not becoming of a black hearted vampire Dark gifts: Vindicare: Latin, meaning to punish or seek vengeance. Basically with this power, Athenos can set a weaker being's mind on fire. If he uses it long enough it can cause irreperable damage. On a stronger being, it sometimes does what it's supposed to.... Weapons: Long Katana with an obsidian handle Athenos' Alignment? Why to Kain of course...but he has his own code of rules to follow, be warned.