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[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Dragon Warrior [/i] [B][B]Problem 4[/B] You just went to your mailbox, opened a letter and found out you won a brand new house. Curious, you go to see what you got. The people bring you to your new home. It turns out to be made up of bubblerap. They take you inside, lock the bubblerap doors, and look at you with an evil grin. They grab hold of zippers that appear at the top of their heads and pull down. The human suits were diguises for GNOMES! The gnomes surround you and take out electric toothbrushes. What do you do? [/B][/QUOTE] I'd take out an AK and bust a cap in dehys' fo-head. X.x;; And I have to say this about Problem 2: "^-^ YAY!! I'm gonig to Hell! ^-^" And yes, I shall also keep this tread under heavy watch, because sometimes Jamesy forgets...;)

Christ... 4 million? :drunk: :twitch: Hell, I only have twenty bucks to my name, and I need that for the new Disturbed CD. Crapstake to it all.

Heh, as do I, Piro. But I completely own you all when it comes to destruction. Over a million kills in under ten minutes using the Tank. Do you know how hard that is with those crap-*** controls? The turrent helped though. Turned that ***** around and kept on shootin'. [size=1]Oi oi, watch the language Neil - Break[/size] As far as inovation for VC's airborne assults, it'd be sweet to set a helicopter on hover and open up the side panel and fire out the thing, all military style. And I wanna jack a 747 and crash it into the water. Why? To make a huge tidal wave to wash out part of the city! ^-^;;; Another thing they need the add in VC is a wider variety of character voices/diolauge. I get tired while walking up Saint Mark's and hearing every old woman say "I hate his freaking mother!". As far as what I would change GTA3, I have several ideas. Interactive FMVs (via FFVIII). Another is the ability to, as before mentioned, go into buildings. And Piro, that idea about buildings breaking and all? Gold...pure gold. :p

[b]Name:[/b] Arano Karakkaze (Kudos to you if you can guess what that name means) [b]Age:[/b] 32 [b]Fighting Style:[/b] A weird cross-breed of street-fighting and Mishima Style Fighting Karate (if you can't guess how Arano learned this style, slap yourself) [b]Nationality:[/b] A combonation of American, European, and slight Asian blood Short Bio: Great friend of Jin, and also his spar buddy, Arano has not been seen since the second King of Iron Fist Tournament, when he was only watching the fights. Since then, he's been striving to either stay one step ahead of Jin, or to make sure that Jin becomes the King of Iron Fist Tournament. Which it is, is unclear at this time. Seppy, can't wait for this one to get under-way. It's been a while since you've made an RPG, so I'm expecting some big things. :)

I'm more or less the same in day-to-day life as I am online. Except online I have more tolernce for things. Because I have my hentai and Emulators to keep me calm...^-^;;; In other words, you **** with me in real life, and you gonna get played...hella bad.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by wrist cutter [/i] [B]You don't need facts, it's just common sense. Out of the millions and millions of people in the US, under 10 have actually been killed by the virus. Under TEN. [/B][/QUOTE] Yes, of course common sense is a mainstay of life, but some people can't rest until they know the facts. Egh. I hate people. --;;

Please people. I live in New Orleans. I go up NORTH of the lake on weekends with my dad. I'm not worried about West Nile. Why? Unless you're an infant or elderly, you won't be dying anytime soon from West Nile. Those are the only cases which can actually be killed from the strain of virus. Or if you have a constricting disease such as AIDS. Most of you here are healthy, active, and most importantly, young people. The most West Nile could do to a teenager or adult (not senior citizen) is give you something relatively likely to a bad flu. Fun Facts: You are 5 times more likely to get struck by lightning then to contract West Nile (And those odds of getting struck by lightning are already in the billions) You are 6 times more likely to win a lottery jackpot over 500 Million dollars then to contract West Nile You are 4 times more likely to find an abandoned sports car on the side of the road with a sign on it saying to take the car then to contract West Nile. Where did I get this info? A statistical chart released by LSU...

I've skipped over half of the posts in here, because I'm sorta pressed for time, and I need to express my view on this. Martyr, by definition, means someone who dies FOR or BECAUSE of their religion. Meaning they were hunted down, and killed for their 'religionistic' ideals. Thus, the terrorists that jacked the planes, are not martyrs; just radicalists making another suicide bombing. But if martyr DID mean that someone died for their simple beliefs in life, then every person that died in a war would be a martyr. Including the Viet-Cong, the Nazis, and every other bad guy and his lackies would be martyrs. And, here's a 'debate' with James, since I don't feel like retyping all of that from the IM.. SSayian5 Blank (11:19:34 AM): And a martyr is only a martyr if they are killed FOR and BECAUSE of their religion and beliefs. JamesOtaku01 (11:20:23 AM): If you commit suicide...I wouldn't call that martyrdom JamesOtaku01 (11:20:33 AM): but if you were shot in a battle, maybe that's different SSayian5 Blank (11:20:36 AM): If they just go out and kill themselves out of what some coward who proclaims the religion to say says, then they're just doing yet another suicide bombing. JamesOtaku01 (11:20:47 AM): either way, anyone who is cowardly enough to destroy a daycare center full of little children is nothing but a coward in my eyes. JamesOtaku01 (11:21:04 AM): And anyone else can say what they like...but defending the murder of little children and their parents is just sick, frankly. SSayian5 Blank (11:21:28 AM): If a martyr is your second example, then every person in war is a marytr... JamesOtaku01 (11:21:47 AM): Yeah, pretty much SSayian5 Blank (11:21:56 AM): Including the Viet-Cong, Nazis, and every other bad guy and his lackies. JamesOtaku01 (11:22:18 AM): That's right JamesOtaku01 (11:22:25 AM): it is indeed a pretty subjective word JamesOtaku01 (11:22:37 AM): but I don't see how anyone can defend the killing of parents and children JamesOtaku01 (11:22:37 AM): And I don't care how religious they are JamesOtaku01 (11:22:40 AM): there just no defence SSayian5 Blank (11:22:45 AM): It's thrown around too much in a sense of moral... SSayian5 Blank (11:22:46 AM): eah SSayian5 Blank (11:23:00 AM): I agree about the daycare and killing parents and their children SSayian5 Blank (11:23:05 AM): That's just plain sick... SSayian5 Blank (11:23:12 AM): I wouldn't even go that far JamesOtaku01 (11:23:23 AM): Exactly JamesOtaku01 (11:23:33 AM): The WTC did have a day care center SSayian5 Blank (11:23:46 AM): I've always had this thing about women and children. JamesOtaku01 (11:23:49 AM): so, I don't know how anyone cna justify that SSayian5 Blank (11:23:52 AM): You never mess with them... SSayian5 Blank (11:23:59 AM): You just go after the soldiers. SSayian5 Blank (11:24:12 AM): But yeah...I remembered hearding about that in WTC Edit: And after reading James' last message, I have to say that I agree with Piro. Sure, let's not FORGET September 11, but let's not let it dominate our lifestyles and infringe on everything we do. Because, the moment we let it get to us, we're doing what the terrorists were trying to make us do.

Actually, James is doing something special with the Avatars. But he'd rather us not say what. In any case, when you want to get into your profile, just use [url]http://209.123.85.4/~otakub35/usercp.php[/url]. And to the note of the domain name, Adam sent in the information to the server today, and the main domain should be up in a few days. Just be patient for a little bit longer. :)

Played PT, started school, resisted numberous times to kill myself. I'm starting to regret the latter.

How is this sparring? This is a game, for crike's sake. - Moved to G&S -

[url]www.itsmysite.com[/url] No FTP needed.

Way too messy. Don't asy as a JPG. Save as CompuServe GIF. Honestly, I don't like any of them...

Pfft. Guru? HAHA!! Sorry, I just found that surpirsin'ly funny...:p Anyway, it's just a collage of pictures. Nothing special. I'd expect more of Aries..

I've seen much better. All it is is a very badly edited Trunks and a lightning background which clashes with Trunks. I wouldn't use this one, Vegitto, if I were you.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Crazy White Boy [/i] [B] But, Halo is still a fine game by any means. It's just not perfect like the EGM editors emphatically said, lol. [/B][/QUOTE] Heh. EGM gets a little ahead of themselves sometimes. ^-^;; But in my opinion, Halo was the same as Goldeneye meets Red Faction, but by no means as great as either of the games. Halo, was simply a more detailed in the aspects of the Aliens than RF. Personally, I disliked the demo of Halo I played. Overall it reminded me off, of course, a rip-off of Goldeneye as said before. Not something you wanna mess with. Besides the rather stunning graphics and somewhat interesting weapons, I found Halo to be a tad stiff. Nothing to get my feathers ruffled over. *gasps* Yes, Neil actually posted in PC. Get over it..-_- Maybe if you're all lucky, I might post in Nintindo...;P

I can sum up this banner in two words, and some symbols. "HOLY SH*T!!!" There, I think I stressed my point. Even though this one doesn't even come close to chokin on the dust of that "WATCH PORNO" one... Lmao.

D_A, when you first joined, I swear ta Gawd, you musta put that attachment in fifty posts. Why you're making this thread now instead of when you kept on attaching it before is beyond me.

The Hell? This is the Dragonball forum. And what the HELL is Bid for Power?

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by PiroMunkie [/i] [B][color=indigo]... o.o .... They look so similar... If not the same. Quite odd. What texture feature do you speak of?[/color] [/B][/QUOTE] Sorry, I kinda needa rephrase... I used clouds, but only in the making of the Fire Hazard, which when you look back in my post, you'll see that I did that first, so essentually, I DID use Clouds, but only to complete the Fire Hazard technique. But they are in no way acting upon the final result, so to speak. [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Dark_Apocalyps [/i] [B]I would think about a 7.8/10 cause I dont like the cross :D [/B][/QUOTE] Actually, I had the crosshairs based on a black BG of a message board, but it does look very out of place on OB...

D_A, that has GOT to be the 100th time you've ever posted that attachment. ENOUGH ALREADY! It's ok, but it's not that great... Yeesh.

I believe the contrary, my friend. I believe, that since the other fighters were driven by little Kakarot, that they would've fallen. Do remember that Kakarot didn't fight to his fullest because he didn't want to hurt the younger Z Warriors. Also, if Kakarot had kept his 'programming', he would've kept on fighting, growing stronger everyday. Plus, Muten was islolated on that small island, so he doubtibly would've crossed Kakarot's path. And by that time, if Muten ever did see Kakarot, the young Saiya-jin would've grown up and stronger. So yeah, I say he could've completed this mission. Although, maybe not totally and completely, but a fair amount of damage would have been delt to Earth by the time Radittz had arrived. Edit: My God! It's true then! ADAM POSTED!!! :bluesweat :confuse2:

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Juuthena [/i] [B][color=deeppink] [size=1]But wait a sec, why would it be such a big deal if vegeta gets beat by a girl? I like your idea aries, that would have been pretty kewl, but.... Red, there's no such thing as luck, just skill. ^_-[/color] [/size] [/B][/QUOTE] Most males have a certain attitude about them that if you get your *** kicked by a girl, you're a wuss. I doubt it'd be anything you'd understand. While women are an enigma, a male's pride is something that you just can't explain. And oddly enough, that is pretty much exactly how I feel about the whole "pride" thing. Vegita, eat your heart out. ^-^ Skye, it's actually Bejiita, but who really cares? ;P This board is English based, so feel free to spell it Vegita. Or be a dubbie and spell it Vegeta. Whichever. Doesn't affect me any. ^-^

[u]Prologue: The Visit[/u] [size=1][b]The rain hammered down on the Kumura?s roof. I awoke to the sheering light of headlamps in my eyes from the over-turned Mafia Sentinel. The driver?s face was plastered on the windshield, blood running out everywhere. He was dead. The more I tried to focus on what had happened, the more I ached. I remember being chased through St. Mark?s, I remembered avoiding hoards of pedestrians as we bounded to the Chinatown waterfront, and I remembered firing at the Sentinel with my Uzi, not watching the road. When I did turn back to my driving, I saw the streetlamp too late. I flipped twice, landing hard on my wheels. The Sentinel, trying to stop on the slick, wet roads, but it was hopeless. The Mafia gang car slammed head-on into the driver?s side of my Kumara. The last thing I did remember was the loud crack/crunch combination as pain shot up my spine and through my left leg. After that, everything went black. But now, I was awake. It was just a few minutes later, according to the clock, from the crash. I heard sirens in the distance. Ambulances. Not cops. But still? I took the sense to protect my story that I was already perfecting. I tossed my Uzi and Nine millimeter pistol out the window, and into the harbor below. Little did I know that the weapons hit the top of the subway tunnel that panned from Portland to Staunton. But anyway? When the medics arrived, I had passed out from the pain again, but soon awoke to see that I was strapped down tight in the back of the ambulance bus. But it didn?t seem like it was really happening to me. It seemed like I was watching a very hazy movie. Like it was all some slideshow back in school that I had managed to remain awake for. But I knew what that feeling really was. It was that feeling when you were on the boarder of life and death. There wasn?t any pain. I just felt the calm inevitability. I just felt serenity. I just felt the peace. I just felt tired. I then laid my head down, and slept? After a day or so, I regained consciousness. I was at Sweeny General Hospital, in the critical injury ward. As soon as I noted that, I started getting up. Bad idea. As I soon found out, my leg was broke in five different places, I had whiplash, and a bruised backbone. Screaming in both rage and pain the whole time, I still managed to limp outside towards the stairs. Several nurses tried to block my way, but I pushed them aside. I had to get out of there. That alone was a big mistake. Orderlies don?t like it when you don?t listen to the nurses. Three of the hulking bastards tackled me in a mere second. Pain shot throughout every fiber of my being, ten fold anything I had ever felt before. As I let out a scream loud enough to be heard in Shoreside Vale, I passed out just ask quickly as I had woken up. When I reawakened, a doctor and a nurse were looking at both me and statisticals of my heart rate, chemical balances/imbalances and such. The doctor, a graying, tall, and skinny Caucasian man around sixty, stood up, looking over a chart of my weight, height, etc., etc., when suddenly he put it back into those holders on the ends of the beds. Outside, thunder gently crashed in the night skies, as the soft lull of the rain drumming slightly against the windows and walls. The doctor started lecturing, about how I was lucky to be alive, about how I was foolish for trying to leave my bed, let alone move my lower torso at all, and how I was lucky I was so stubborn, because, so he said, it was by will power that I pulled through that wreck. I had severe spinal cord injury, lost large quantities of blood, and the whiplash I had received had somewhere around the same force of that required to crush cars. Eventually, he just stopped talking, just looking at me as if I was one of his children who were trying to steal a cookie from the jar before dinner. I wanted to smear that look of his across the floor. And I was about to get up, when a hand was placed on my shoulder, holding me down. The hand, as I soon learned as I turned my neck around, despite the extreme pain that coursed through my entire form, belonged to one of my orderly friends from the early morning before. Then, I felt as if a bee had stung me on my arm. The nurse had injected me with something. A sedative, no doubt. My suspicions were confirmed when I literally fell to sleep. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow again. The next day, the next month, two minutes later, I had no clue, when I woke up, I was greeted by a long, harshly bright green cast on my broken leg and a stiff, uncomfortable back brace. I?d have to remember to make the good doctor feel the same pain I felt when I got out of here. But for now, I?d relax, and enjoy the fact that that mafia bastard had died in the car wreck, but I had survived. For the next few days, my cute, little nurse, Kelly, made little flirty eyes at me when she helped me bathe, stretch out now and then, and generally gave me company. She would even sometimes come in out of the goodness of her heart to see how I was doing before she began/left to go home from her shift every day. Not that I was complaining. She was cute, she was funny, and she was a reasonably good-natured person. Which is why I?m kicking myself right now. I shouldn?t?ve gotten her involved in all my crap. I should?ve just kept to my usual heartless self? But that was in the past. And you can?t change the past. But I think I?d give anything just to see her beautiful, smiling face again. The days crept by slowly, eventually turning into weeks. Weeks sluggishly turned to months, and I began my physical training to rehabilitate my ability to actually move my toes. I knew this little world of mine was ****ed when I celebrated and was the center of attention when I could move my toes. Eventually, after three weeks, the only reason I was still at the hospital was because of my back injury. Besides that, I was generally free to come and go as I pleased. Which meant Kelly wouldn?t be around much, but that didn?t bother me. I mean, sure, I liked her and her happy-go-lucky, not-a-care-in-the-world attitude, and her personality could brighten even my day, but her not seeing me affected her. A young twenty-two year old Graduate School brunette didn?t have that many people to turn to in this damn city. Most of her friends had been killed on the streets, or in gang wars, or had moved out of this God-forsaken city. But I suppose that was why I was there. Yup, twenty-four year old gang errand boy with a major attitude and killer. That was me. Our personality traits and outlook on life were polar opposites. I suppose that?s why we formed such a tight relationship so quickly. But anyway? After another month or so, I was back on my feet, and I was back to one hundred percent. During that time, I had learned everything about all of my mental issues and physical wonders. Extremely strong and muscular framing and some very bad outlooks on life. Like I didn?t know [I]that[/I] already. Jeez. Any moron with eyes, ears, and half of a brain coulda? figured that one out. But as if by some strange coincidence (or maybe by her planning), I bumped square into Kelly as my release forms were signed. Leave it to fate to jack my restart on life up. Oi. As things go, going as they go, I ended up at Kelly?s apartment over by Callahan Point, a small condo in a new half-completed development area. I knew that I should?ve just kept on walking out of that hospital, but I just couldn?t help myself. By the end of the day, I was apparently Kelly?s new boy-toy, following her everywhere, buying her clothes. Yeesh. First day back into life and I had already taxed my credit cards on movies, some new dresses, and a very chic dinner to go to in those new dresses (Her, not me, mind you.). And if you think that?s the end of my character-manipulating by this beautiful yet devilish woman, wait until you hear my next chapter in this ****ed up piece of crap called ?life??[/b][/size] OOC: Yeap, I'm makin a new fanfic...^-^;;;

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Final_Flash [/i] [B]That's a banner? More like a picture with some text slapped on it. I don't think that even deserves a rating... [/B][/QUOTE] DUDE!!! SHOW SOME COMMON DECENCY!!! ><