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[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial][quote name='Zidargh']It seems rap and that is becoming a much more universal thing for more and more white people appreciate it rather than shooing it off with the opinion that all it discusses is "pimpin' hos and bitches". Which, albeit, alot of it does.[/quote] Pretty much all Australian hip hop is about day to day kind of stuff, and is extremely universal. There's a lot ofpolitical stuff too, but it's all great. If you can stand the accent (many people hate the accent for some reason - 'It aint legit 'less its wesside!!! >:O') I'd recommend finding stuff by the Hilltop Hood or The Herd. Butterfingers and Two Up are great too. To Jake: How many people who actually follow metal know that crazy list of subgenres? How many people do you talk to daily about the stuff that responds in turn with 'They're kind of Avant-Garde Metal, but some might say Brutal Death Metal.' Unless you're hanging around forums filled with hardcore folk like yourself, I'm betting most of those genres go unused. It all seems so useless, I'm sorry.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]It's sad this is the turnout this thread got... heh. Proof that the band is under-rated to the extreme, perhaps? I'm yet to pick up Nocturama but I get paid soon (love saying that, ha) so I'll pick it up post-haste, as well as a few other albums. Pretty much all I've heard off it so far is Bring It On, but I've not heard much bad stuff about it, so I'm going to risk a purchase. lol So umm... yeah. Rock on? :p[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]Going through Music Movies & TV in the last few weeks there's been a lot of arguments about genre... I know the degree of some member's genre usage here, but I was wondering what your opinions are on the use of genres, and which ones you tend to personally use. Personally I don't put much stock in genres (at least not to the degree that some people do) but I do use them - my own definitions are rather broad, however, with the extent in my playlist right now being: Hard Rock, Rock, Metal, Hip Hop, Alternative and Punk. Hard Rock is the only subgenre that gets used, and only really for specific music that I don't like being mixed in with other Rock music. lol That said, I'm sure if I showed a real genre nut my list of artists they'd happily extend that to something in excess of 40 genres long, but I don't care. I find it almost disgusting how much people get into subgenres and macrogenres these days. I honestly don't know why I have to describe something as 'alternative post rock with elements of screamo' when I could just say 'Well, they're pretty rock' and people would have a general idea of what I'm talking about. But that's just me, I guess. heh. So yeah. Opinions?[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]I'm quarter Italian, quarter English and the rest is definitely of the breed '[i]human[/i]'. It's a pretty big mix of stuff, with some aboriginal (native Australian), Scottish, Irish, German and a heap of other stuff that's kind of irrelevant, heh. Oh well. lol I have a stocky English build, with Italian colouring (tanned skin, thick blackish-brown hair, brown eyes, etc) and facial features that are a mix of so many different races it's difficult to track what came from where. My family's bloodline is like that of a mongrel dog, honestly. I could be related to Jesus, for all I know.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial][QUOTE=ForgottenRaider]I am impressed Asphy. :) I didn't see you as one to pickup web design/art really... Though why use a mixture of tables and divs on your site? Though off topic. :p[/QUOTE] Because, [i]smart-arse[/i], it's using a floating DIV on the left for the nav and another floating tag on the right for the content, By default DIV tags don't stretch when floating child elements hit the bottom of them. Obviously, tables do, thus they were used to house the content and nav DIVs. We could use specialist CSS classes, of course, but it wouldn't freaking matter because IE's a piece of **** and doesn't recognise them. There's your question answered. ~_^ *coded the layout* Apache is web server [i]software[/i]. A server is a PC (or Mac, whatever) designed to run server software exclusively.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]I believe if everyone actually goes back and, you know, [i]reads[/i] Generic NPC #3's initial post about evolution half your circular arguments would dissipate. But, oh no, that would ruin your 'debate' wouldn't it? :rolleyes: The fact of the matter is, there is evidence that evolution is at work around us right now. I'm not saying this is automatic proof that 'OMG God is totally not existant!', I'm just stating fact. For all we know, evolution could be part of the 'grand plan' he set in place for the world. Who knows. *shrug* You can call it 'microevolution' if you want (any terms to sugercoat the fact it's still evolution, even if it's slow, are acceptable), but it's still evolution. I suggest you deal with it and move on... lol.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]Ah, I understand now Josh. It only took half an hour and a new thread in OL about the subject, but you got it through to me. XD Good work. *claps* I suppose I've noticed these kind of things before, mainly at school but I've seen it at the OB too. There's a massive 'circle' around James, for example... I'd say the majority of people who talk to him just irritate him though, or are trying to get into the admin's good graces, lol. But such interactions are common with figures of power, I guess. lol There seems to be one of these circles around people in the art forum too... Retribution and Imi and etc. And another in OL. Damn, this gets complicated fast, Josh. lol[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial][quote name='Ganymede']As for "people" in general being nice. How do you know that they are truely nice because they like being nice people? How do you know that it isn't just a selfish front so that people will like them? I don't really good people as in what they do or how they are to people around them, but are they truely good to the deepest most inner part of their being. Are they truely a person of God.[/quote] If being a person of God automatically makes you a good person [i]deep down to the deepest most inner part of their being[/i], care to explain the case of that whackjob back in the 1930s and 40s, umm... I think his name was... damn, it escapes me. No wait, I remember now. [b]Hitler[/b]. There's good people and there's bad people, and belief in God isn't what makes them good or bad. The worst people in history have been Christian. Similarly, the most inspirational people in history haven't been Christian. Ever here of Ghandi? Great bloke, pretty much defined the concept of the non-violent protest and freed India by using it. He's generally considered one of the greatest the world has ever known. Wasn't a Christian. God doesn't make people automatically good, and similarly lack of God doesn't make people automatically two-faced and horrible [i]deep down to the deepest most inner part of their being[/i]. People define whether they are good or not, not their religion. I mean, that 'inherent goodness' Hitler had never stopped him killing two thirds of the Jewish population, did it?[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][quote name='Ilium']Just curious but... What, by definition, makes music Metal as opposed to Rock?[/quote] Semantics.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]This is my CD collection... I own them all, I have about 20 more on this comp though cause of stuff I just can't get in Australia, or I don't have the funds to get right now. Anyway, enough of that. lol The CDs are listed first by artist then by album. Some of them are more than ten years old, heh. ACDC *Ballbreaker *Live Avril Lavinge *Let Go Bad Religion *The Empire Strike First Beck *Guero The Butterfly Effect *The Butterfly Effect The Dandy Warhols *Welcome to the Monkey House David Bowie *The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars Eiffel 65 *Europop Evanescence *Fallen Foo Fighters *In Your Honor *There is Nothing Left to Lose Frenzal Rhomb *Sans Souci The Herd *An Elefant Never Forgets Hilltop Hoods *The Calling Ian Van Dahl *Ace Jack Off Jill *Clear Hearts Grey Flowers KoRn *Follow the Leader *Greatest Hits Volume 1 *Issues *KoRn *Life is Peachy *Take a Look in the Mirror *Untouchables Len *You Can't Stop the Bumrush The Living End *The Living End Marilyn Manson *Antichrist Superstar *Golden Age of Grotesque *Holywood *Lest We Forget *Mechanical Animals Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds *Murder Ballads Nirvana *Unplugged in New York Outkast *Speakerboxxx/The Love Below Queens of the Stone Age *Songs for the Deaf Rage Against the Machine *The Battle of Los Angeles Red Hot Chili Peppers *Greatest Hits and Videos REM *In Time System of a Down *Mezmerize *Steal this Album! Tone Loc *Loc'ed After Dark Triple J *Hottest 100 4 Two Up *Tastes Like Chicken Ugly Duckling *Taste the Secret The Vines *Winning Days [/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]Hmm. Let's see if I can do this thread without closing the window moments before posting again. Anyway, yes, this thread is about Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, a primarily Australian alternative band headed by, you guessed it, Nick Cave. They're categorised by dark lyrics and haunting music, and are a favourite of people who subscribe to the Gothic stereotype. That said they aren't really 'trapped' in that kind of music, but when your breakout album was a concept album about murder and death, well...lol What I love most about the band has to be Cave's voice, which is really deep and brooding (and great for ballads). It's the perfect voice to handle the often-times extremely dark lyrics that the band is categorised for, but it's also great for love ballads like 'The Ship Song'. The backing music is similarly versatile, being able to handle a great many styles. I own, at the moment, Murder Ballads, but I'm hoping to go out and find Nocturama sometime soon. So umm.. yeah. Anyone else heard of this fantastic band?[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]Why is it stupid or juvenile? It's just two people using each other for kicks, or to help connect with their long distance partner. There's hardly anything stupid about it, and I don't think see how anything sexual can be juvenile. In it's simplest form, if it's not between devoted and in love individuals cyber is somewhat like a swingers party without the risk and more fantasy. If it is with a loved and cherished individual, it's akin to phone sex. No more. No less. I don't think you've ever done it, or don't understand it very well. I have done it, and it was enjoyable and very erotic. It was pretty much interactive erotica, in essence, but the person I was interacting with was (and still is) a treasured and beautiful woman I am madly in love with it instead of some lame bot or whatever. Nothing we've ever done has been 'juvenile or stupid'. I don't see where your opinion is even stemming from.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]Hmm. This is kinda difficult and kinda not at the same time, lol. *thinks on it* I think, if I were to take 7 people from OB into a house with me for 6 months I'd take Hevn (my eternal princess :3), Lady Asphyxia, future girl, Generic NPC #3 (though he'd probably go insane... lol), Goddess, James and Imi. It wouldn't promise to be anything especially exciting (people would either be flirting, writing or playing videogames the entire time and not much else - all to a constant Manson soundtrack) but it'd be entertaining to be in it all nonetheless. lol[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]I can't listen to that album often. It sounds way too samey too me, and Amy Lee seems to have only one setting for her voice. Also, their live cover of 'Thoughtless' was deplorable, I've never heard a worse rendition. Evanescence are okay, but they're nothing spectacular.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial][QUOTE=ThoraxtheImpaler]MMORPGs can be quite complicated. I suggest you start with Guild Wars. Most of OtakuBoards plays Guild Wars. If you want to get it, though, your computer has to have a decent graphics card. If you buy Guild Wars, it should come with instructions. I also have a question. Okay, I need to know if I can playGuild Wars, but I can't figure out the friggin specs of my computer. There are a few games I know I'm able to play, like Alice and Neverwinter Nights, but i don't know if they're anywhere near Guild Wars.[/QUOTE] What, you recommended GuildWars without ever actually playing it? That's pretty bloody weak, you speak so highly of a game you've never played. Even if the game is getting good reviews and stuff from game sites and mags, and all your friends say it's great, you should at least make your own opinion on a game before you start singing it's praises. On another note, the process of figuring out the name of The Nexus was amusing. lol James was very paranoid about taking a name that was used by a film... both 'The Grid' and 'The Cell' were turned down cause there was movie ties, lol. But then I copied and pasted a whole bunch of words from thesaurus.com, he picked Nexus out of it, and the rest is (or will be) history.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]Australia doesn't have any decent adults only rating for games, so I guess this was to be expected. It's still pretty ******* dumb though. Rather than forcing parents to, you know, be responsible for their child's video game purchases and playing they're just ruining it for the majority of gamers, who are both old enough and intelligent enough to handle low-polygon puppet porn - adults. Still, it just goes to show how the Government views videogames down here in Aus. It's still a kid thing in the eyes of a lot of politicians and older people here, and there's very little you can say to convince them otherwise.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]With a mighty roar Dead burst into flame, his eyes glowing dark and red and the horns on his forehead elongating and becoming as black as death. His stomach bled freely, but the flames were quickly healing it - such was the blessings of immortality. He regarded Gabriel with a smirk and cracked his neck. 'You looked into my mind, angel, what did you see? Did you see what I did to the villagers in the church? Did you watch as I murdered the children? Did you cry as I destroyed islands of innocent humans?' A low evil laugh escaped his throat. 'Or did you enjoy it... because they are so far beneath us of more pure heritage?' Gabriel snarled. 'I thought no such thing, you abomination.' Dead's laugh end abruptly and he regarded the angel with a sombre expression. 'Very well. Now I stop these games.' With preternatural speed the fallen angel leapt into the air, looking like a fireball fleeing to the moon. Gabriel smirked. 'Who's fleeing now?' he shouted. 'Running from me because my water so easily vanquishes your fire? It figures, the fallen have no honour.' Dead's laugh echoed down to him from where he'd stopped high in the sky. 'I flee noone, angel,' he called back, the flames engulfing him suddenly disappearing. A worried expression briefly crossed Gabriel's features. What was he doing...? But all too soon it become obvious. Dead had drawn a flaming pentacle in the sky before him, and was performing a series of complex hand movements before it. Gabriel's eyes narrowed. This did not bode well. 'Raphelle, Metatron, Johana find Azrael and Woe,' he said, not taking his eyes off Dead. 'This fiend needs dealing with once and for all.' 'But Gabri-' Metatron was itching to get a piece of Dead too. 'No buts, Metatron. Just go!' With a sigh the angel nodded and motioned to the two women to follow his lead. Within minutes they'd disappeared down the same dark alleyway as Woe and Azrael had. Gabriel and Dead were alone again. -- From far above Dead watched the little scene with amusement. They were so odd, these angels. Taking orders from a being of lesser strength, how repugnant. Still, it was their decision to leave Gabriel here alone with him - they'd have to deal with the consequences of his death. 'Pray to your God, angel,' Dead called down. 'Pray that you have a good excuse for him when I send you back in pieces!' 'Big words from he who floats above me out of harms way! But come, show me what you've got.' Gabriel assumed a fighting stance and glared at Dead. Dead chuckled. 'Very well.' With excessive force Dead pulled his fist back and punched through the centre of the pentagram, thus finishing the rites he had started to perform early. At once the powers of hell imbued him with extra strength - his wings creaked and groaned as they grew larger still, his muscles grew and heaved and his sword's flame changed from orangey-red to almost transparent blue. He was complete. And it would be Gabriel's down fall. Noiselessly he swooped down out of the sky with his super-charged blade held at horizontal, slamming the angel in the stomach and cutting deep. Gabriel coughed up a mouthful of blood and brought his own sword hilt around to smash Dead in the side of the head, sending the angel reeling for a moment. 'That hurt...' Dead whispered. 'Yeah well there's more where that came from!' Gabriel sent a jet of water at Dead to weaken his powers, but when they connected with skin they created only steam. Not put off by this, Gabriel launched himself at Dead, stabbing him deep in the side. Dead snarled and knocked him away, blood trickling out the side of his mouth. Bringing his open palm up to face the angel, he launched a white hot fireball at the man. With a mighty, steam-filled explosion Gabriel flew backward and into a wall, collapsing with his chin on his chest. 'Bloody impudent angels,' Dead muttered as he observed the broken immortal being before him. 'Not even worth the effort of finishing off.' With that he soared into the air, picking up and honing in on Azrael's now familiar metal-tainted presence. It came as a matter of great concern, however, when he met Woe mid-air. 'Why are you here?' he hissed, still in his advanced demonic form. 'I told you to look after Azrael!' 'I came to help you!' Dead backhanded her suddenly, his eyes narrowed. Her resultant shocked gasp thrilled him deep inside. 'He is the priority here. Not me. And angels are closing in on him [i]right[/i] now.' His eyes darted around in the air for a moment. 'And where the [b]fuck[/b] has Belial disappeared too?' [/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial][spoiler]I quite enjoyed the book, and liked the non-linear nature of it. I liked the darker feel, and the fact Rowling wasn't obsessing over every class and event that happened throughout the year. Considering those events were generally of an upbeat nature, and the overall theme of the book was of a slowly descending darkness and oppression, I don't think it would've worked at all. Also, after 5 books it was becoming old. I can only read about the 'fantastic Christmas feast' and the Easter dance so many times. I was relieved to here that Harry has decided not to attend for a 7th year. I don't think the story would've worked at all if he'd stayed for his final year as well as gone after Voldemort. And those people saying 'But he's too weak, he needs another year!!!', you have to remember he successfully mastered his Patronus at [b]14[/b] and apparated from wherever the fake horcrux was all the way to Hogsmeade without ever having apparated further than a few feet before (among other things, he's got a whole bag of tricks at this point). He may be under-skilled, he's by no means under-powered. Besides, if he went for a final year (assuming Hogwartz even stayed open), how the hell would he find the horcruxes? It's not like whoever replaces Dumbledore will be hunkydory with him just popping out for weeks at a time to find them. He's better off alone. Finally: Harry can't be a horcrux. The prophecy said 'neither can live while the other survives'. For Harry to beat Voldemort if he were a horcrux, he'd need to kill himself - thus fulfilling the prophecy in Voldemort's favour and making the whole thing pointless.[/spoiler] In conclusion, I liked the book.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1]'Goddamn it,' Dead cursed, pulling Azrael further back into the alley. From the angel's reaction Dead assumed they'd been seen - for better or worse, he did not know. 'Who was it?' he asked curtly, propping Azrael against the wall. If they were to fight, Dead at least wanted to know whom he would be destroying. Azrael gazed blankly for a moment before seemingly coming back to his senses and looking oddly at the dark winged angel standing over him, seemingly perplexed by his presence. 'Pardon?' Dead snarled. 'Who saw you, who was it that made you stumble back into the alley?' Azrael didn't answer, electing instead to look away, hoping it would somehow spare him from the fallen angel's questioning. Dead's eye ticked as his patience came to its end. With a mighty heave he lifted Azrael by his shirt and slammed him against the wall, bringing his face close to the angel and looking menacingly into his eyes. Nearby Woe only watched disinterestedly. She cared very little for either of the two male angels whom she was forced to associate with. 'Who saw you, Azrael. Tell me now.' With a sigh Azrael resigned himself to his fate. It was in their best interests to tell such details anyway. 'It was...' he paused and Dead's scowl deepened. 'It was Raphelle.' With a gasp Dead dropped him and turned away. 'No wonder...' Woe raised an eyebrow. 'What? Am I missing something?' Dead turned slowly to her. 'You don't know? Raphelle is the one who was ordered to cast Azrael from heaven.' --Elsewhere 'What is it Raphelle? Did you see something?' Gabriel's voice was concerned. Raphelle slowly looked back at Gabriel then raised her hand to point in the direction of the fallen angels. 'A man... very haggard looking.' Gabriel frowned and probed at the area telepathically, but found only darkness. Not a soul to be found. Still, it seemed suspicious. 'Go ahead with Johana, I shall investigate this.' Raphelle nodded and hurried to catch up with their human guide. Watching her for a moment Gabriel allowed his six wings to appear and drew his long sword, slowly stalking his way to the alley to which Gabriel had pointed. When he finally came to it however, it was oddly dark, with not a speck of light entering it or leaving it. 'Who goes there?' he called, his voice suspicious. A low cackle echoed out of the darkness in reply. 'Your worst nightmare...' With a mighty roar Dead appeared, his sword flaming and his dark wings stretched wide. Gabriel stepped back slightly but did not show any signs of fear. Dead grinned. This would be interesting. 'Woe,' he called back into the alley from which he'd emerged. 'Make sure Azrael escapes! I'll take care of this one.' He spun his flaming sword deftly in his hand and assumed a fighting stance. 'Or die trying.'[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]When home consoles have anything remotely comparable to a stand alone light gun booth, then I will stop visiting arcades*. Till then I'll keep going. *Yes I know there's console lightgun games, but they're hardly as fun as their arcade counterparts[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]What's pathetic is all these people are bitching about their 8 to 14 year olds having access to this sex scene in GTA when: a) It's an M rated game, ie 17 and over. They would've had to buy the game for their children to begin with and b) To even unlock it on the console versions you have to get a GameShark or something similar, then input a long arse code THEN you can see hardcore Team America style puppet sex. I'm sure every 10 year old is willing to go to those lengths when they can just type 'porn' into Google if they really want to see sex. Ahem. I think it's about time these parents started being more responsible for their children, instead of letting a PS2 raise their kids for them. If they really cared about their kids they wouldn't be letting them get their hands on GTA to begin with. What's worse is that it's an M rated game, where you routinely bash and kill random bystanders and perform any number of violent illegal acts, but one (incredibly hard to get to) sex scene has them up in arms. It just goes to show how ignorant some people can be.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[FONT=Arial][COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1]Dead sneered and looked away. Folding his wings around him like a leathery coat he walked to the edge of the skyscraper and looked down on the hoardes of humans below, a mix of pity and hatred etched into his features. How could she not hate these abominations? How could she not want to see them destroyed? With a laboured sigh he turned back to the defiant God-lover, the same look of hatred gracing his handsome features. He observed her for a long time, analyzing her, wondering how she could still adore God after he had cast her from heaven. And, after a long time, his fragmented mind came to a conclusion. And everything seemed so clear. And the course of action was obvious. 'It's the wings,' he said quietly. 'The wings are what keep you mistakenly loving God.' Woe stepped back and drew her wings around her. 'W-What do you mean?' she stammered. Her grip on the blades in her hands tightened as Dead started his slow advance on her, his wings unfolding to reveal the Luciferan blade held in his left hand, and the small, deadly fireball slowly growing in his right. 'I mean...' Dead said slowly, stopping about three metres from her and cocking his head slightly. 'The wings are what keep you so close to the Holy Father. The wings are what remind you of the bond you two once shared. The wings...' He paused, for effect. 'Are what keep you in a healthy state of delusion.' He raised his right hand and winked. 'So I think it is my duty to remove them.' The fireball that had been quietly growing was now the size of a basketball, and was crackling dangerously. 'I don't think... I don't think you should do that...' Woe had been slowly stepping backward, and was now at the very edge of the rooftop. 'In fact, I think it's the worst idea I've ever heard.' Her wings slowly unfolded and she held her arms out horizontal, pressing them against the soft feathers of her wings. 'It is for this reason, that I take my leave of you.' She stepped backward and disappeared from Dead's view as she whistled head first through the chill air between the buildings, catching herself moments before impact and soaring up and out of the alley at breakneck speed. Dead half-grinned. 'It won't be so easy, angel,' he muttered, allowing the fireball to fly from his hand. The small molten ball tracked the fleeing angel like a cruise missle, ducking in and out of her direct path before seemingly making up it's mind and colliding with her. Dead chuckled for a moment as the explosion lit up the night sky, allowing himself a moment to enjoy the feeble screams of the shocked humans before launching into the air and slicing through it at supersonic speed. He caught the stunned woman mere seconds before she hit the ground and flew up into the night sky once more, his sword arm pulled back ready to deliver the fatal blow to her left wing. 'Say goodbye to your Lord, woman,' he said through menacingly. Woe merely whimpered, prompting a maniac laugh from Dead. 'You didn't need them anyway.' Dead never got that far though. Seconds before he performed the dealdy deed, a bolt of lightning had arced through the air, hitting Dead full in the chest and forcing him to let go of the woman. 'WHO DARES?' he roared, but then he saw the reason. A techo-organic monstrosity floated before him, Woe held in it's seemingly frail arms. It looked at him slowly, then grinned. 'Dead, I presume?' Dead's eyes narrowed. This couldn't be him. It was all too easy, he'd not even taken any time to look. It wasn't exactly in his experience that the quarry came to him. 'Azrael?' he queried carefully, a small ball of fire growing in his hand again. 'The very same.' The cyborg looked at the woman held in his arms. 'I'll take it this is Woe then.'[/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]You probably talked to SmarterChild, or the SantaClaus. They're both bots run by AIM for lonely people to talk to. I've seen some people manipulate it into saying some pretty horrible and deranged things, lol. I'm not naming any names, but they start with 'M' and rhyme with '*****'. XP[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]Jake, you came into this thread and started attacking people because their opinion of metal differed to yours. Then you start trying to pointlessly telling people nu-metal isn't even remotely metal, even though it has 'metal' in the name and has obvious roots in the metal genre. Personally I don't see why you care so much. What other people think about a genre shouldn't matter to you in the slightest, it's only an opinion afterall. I suggest if you have a differing opinion of metal or nu-metal or whatever you just deal with it and move on. Noone's forcing you to accept these people's more blanket definitions of music, geez. Anyway, yeah. To the thread point. Personally, my favourite kinds of music can be summarised in two words: [b]hard[/b] and [b]fast[/b]. As such you'll get a lot of hard rock and punk in my playlist, as well as copious amounts of KoRn and Manson. Things with a slower beat tend to depress me, so I like things with nice fast tempo.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial]'And to whom would I be talking, good sir?' Dead regarded this 'Fallen Angel' with suspicion. She claimed to be of the inferno, but the Holiness that oozed from her like a benign cancer spoke otherwise. White light surrounded her, and her wings were sharp contrast to Dead's leathery monstrosities - each feather, placed carefully by God, was still in place, like a perfect sculpture. On the other hand, she had shown respect with her bow - only the most morally degraded and corrupt would bow to a Fallen Angel, and it was impossible to make an Angel of God prostrate themselves without threatening death. This was all extremely odd. Dead would have to approach this situation carefully. Very, very carefully. 'I am...' He framed his words carefully. 'I am the one all humanity fears... I am the one who was loved the most of all the Seraphim... I am the first to have fallen from grace in the Holy Father's eyes.' A cracked grin spread across his face. 'Humans in ages past called me Dead Seraphim, though what the angels called me is lost to the ages. I suggest you call me what you will. I've no preference.' She didn't say anything for a long while, awed by him. Impatient, Dead's grin quickly turned to a vicious snarl. 'What do you want with me woman? You come to me and strike conversation, yet you say nothing! What do you want? Tell me now, lest I destroy you where you stand!' Woe gasped and stepped back, obviously shocked by Dead's sudden (but - to those who knew him - expected) change. Smoothing down her robe she tried not to show fear, but her wings betrayed her as they surrounded her protectively. Yet again, Dead changed. A self-content smirk was etched into his features now. 'I'm... I was sent here, on orders of Lucifer, to assist in the search for Azrael,' she said after a time, her eyes downcast. 'I am new to the ranks of the elite Fallen, and know not to whom I should report, and what my expected behaviour should be.' She looked up, hopefully. 'I was hoping you would instruct, not unlike a master to their student.' Dead turned away, as if considering this. Slowly Woe's wings drew away from her body as she felt herself becoming more at ease around the angel. Then she was on the floor, her stomach screaming in pain as Dead stood over her, having delivered a hard kick to her abdomen. His movements had been super-human, she'd not even felt the air shift. Looking up, she saw he was grinning like a depraved mad-man. 'Look where you are, woman. At my feet. This is your position, and thusly it will stay if you take me as your master.' He turned and walked away once more, summoning his blade out of the air and swinging it carelessly before turning back to her. 'Look at me, angel. Look upon one who has embraced the darkness. To be one of the fallen elite is to simultaneously hate and love the Holy Father, it is to tear away those things that mark you as one of his, and forge your own righteous path, with darkness as your guide.' With a mighty roar Dead assumed his true form, his wings stretched wide in each direction. They were horrible and beautiful, perfect and grotesque. The wings of a bat, not the beautiful wings of an angel. 'To be my student, will you do this? Will you become little more than a monster in the eyes of God? Will you learn to hate and despise his children, the humans?' Dead's eyes narrowed. 'If not, I suggest you leave my presence post-haste, lest I lose control and destroy you.'[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]