Charles

[quote name='Devildog']what? hold up what room thingy am i in? lol in lost??????[/quote] What the...hmm... Why yes, yes you are. You want to post in the following link: [url]http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?p=780001#post780001[/url] Post as much as you want there. It's the only place on the boards where double or even triple posts are allowed! It's basically a thread where you practice your posting. Have fun!

Losing indifference will be no big deal. I have a special replacement on the way. A mod rod is no match for a F**k Stick.

[quote name='PieFlavoredPie']And being in the friend zone for a day is the romantic equivalent of alcatraz.[/quote] Well, not really. Sometimes having a friendship as the basis for the relationship is a good foundation to work with. There's a difference between knowing someone in school and outside of school. Hanging out with her for a few times will allow you to see if you can tolerate her or not. Maybe in your own mind you have an expectation of her that doesn't match the reality. Also, take note of how touchy/feely she gets with you. Look for signs of flirtation so that you know where you stand. I will say this though--pay close attention to her character too. I'm not so sure that forming a romantic relationship with someone who is just so desperate for a boyfriend at all costs will be very satisfying for you. You probably won't be happy if you're there to massage her ego or satisfy whatever self esteem issues she might have. And Nerdsy, I'm really not disagreeing with you here. But, at the same time, I don't think he wants to be in a situation where he's going to be taken advantage of or led on.

[QUOTE=PieFlavoredPie]I know she is. She makes several comments on myspace bulletins and the like about how she's alone and wants a boyfriend and blah blah blah. The second thing just sounds overly egotistical to me, and i don't really have much of an ego. And yeah, that's pretty much true.[/QUOTE] Yeah, but bulletins aside, it's just an opening to show that you're interested. If you haven't been hanging out for too long then don't worry too much yet, but if you hand out for an extended period of time and nothing comes of it, and you feel like you're just one of the girls to her, be prepared to make your interest known in some way. If you're young enough, you could do that whole thing through third parties too, like have a friend tell her that you like her. If you're too old that might just come off as weird instead of cute though. And Nerdsy--I'm not saying that the "friend zone" is bad, but if he has a romantic interest in her, then it most certainly is. The longer you are in the friend zone, the harder it will be to escape.

I just want to let everyone know that I will be doing an update this week since we've had some great contributions. I'm a little too tired to proofread and edit tonight but tomorrow the update will definitely be going up.

[quote name='PieFlavoredPie']I'll give you this. I'm pretty shy around girls, so i can see how you'd get that.[/quote] You can use that to your advantage though. Just casually ask her if she's interested in dating anyone. Her answer might give you an opening or enough information to know to back off. You could also say that you know a great guy for her and jokingly gesture to yourself or something. You can make it playful so that you don't have to feel so awkward. If you do ask her out and she refuses it will probably be a little uncomfortable at first, but at least you'll know where you stand in the whole situation.

[quote name='PieFlavoredPie']I doubt i'm in the friend zone. Her best friend became one of the guys she liked, for one. Secondly, i'm not particularly good friends with her [we talk in school sometimes and stuff, so that's about it][/quote] Maybe she feels that you're "safe" though and that's why she wants to be around you. You have to make a move of some sort here to establish where you stand.

[quote name='DeadSeraphim][size=1][color=indigo][font=arial]Yeah man, you're ******. The Friend Zone is like a blackhole, short of reaching the speedlight of gaining infinite mass you're never getting out.[/font][/color'][/size][/quote] Do you think that she could be using the OP to make the other guy jealous?

[QUOTE=PieFlavoredPie]Yesterday, i hung out with this girl i like. I went over to her house, we watched a movie she liked, went bike riding, and i invited her over to my house, and we watched yet another movie! All while she's wearing not much [although she never really shows off like that in school...] Yet, she likes another guy. A guy who doesn't seem to return these feelings. Yet she seems to desperately want a boyfriend, and i'm unsure what the crap to do.[/QUOTE] Uh oh! You're in the "friend zone!"

How about impersonating other famous members?

Just a note everyone: I have sent out instructions for the next mission to everyone in our group. If for some reason you did not receive the instructions, please private message me.

Charlie listened to his cohorts bark out accusations over his radio; their voices crackled with both conviction and malice. Beads of sweat formed on Nomura's brow as the accusations flowed forth through a broken dam of reservation. The quivering of his lip ring made a soft clicking sound as everyone looked on at his downfall. The clicking became a rattle as indifference played back Nomura's conversation with the enemy--his gravest, and most humiliating transgression. The penance for his mistake had not been easy to endure, for he was forced to undertake only the most dangerous assassination missions to prove his loyalty--and still he found himself the chief suspect of treason. Charlie Bin Laden was not a trusting man; each time indifference urged him to skin Nomura and feed him to the beast, Charlie's hand twitched with an insatiable desire to do the bloody deed. After all, what excuse did he have to speak so openly to the enemy? How could such a slip occur if not on purpose? Even if the mistake was not on purpose, wouldn't the accidental slip be a damning sign of incompetence? "Please!" Nomura blurted out, "If I was the traitor, why would The Grape Ape publicly broadcast the information to the entire terrorist cell?" This one glaring contradiction stood out to Charlie, as he eyed the accused traitor--he had a point. "I see that you're still trying to play innocent I'm Not Nomura," indifference barked over the radio," but even if you were, this intelligence that was forwarded by none other than Grape Ape proves it that your loyalty was questionable. You think they did it to cause problems. I think they realized that you were no longer useful or that you were a pathetic terrorist to begin with." Rai Al Haswiri leaned forward, ready to slit Nomura's vulnerable throat. The bloodlust of the terrorists listening in on the radio practically permeated through the airwaves. "You know the price for treason, Nomura." Charlie said, "The vultures shall feed on your flesh, and the dogs shall feast upon your innards, while the maggots shall make homes for themselves in your eye sockets." "Wait!" a voice suddenly interrupted. "What now!" Charlie said, throwing his arms in the air. It was Sephiroth. "Do not kill Nomura," Sephiroth said, "A clumsy one he may be, but he is not the one you need be concerned with. I conducted a surch of the other two suspects rooms and one of them was quite clumsy--the traitor violated a cardinal rule of OtakuBoards--always log off of your OtakuBoards account when you are not using it--I have learned this based upon personal experience. So, upon powering up this person's laptop, I found numerous private messages exchanged between the traitor and The Grape Ape himself. This person is Gavin; Gavin is the traitor!" A hollow clicking sound suddenly ended the sentence like an exclamation mark. The terrorists eyes panned toward Gavin, who was suddenly held a pistol to Charlie's head. "Interesting, most interesting," Gavin said, "It seems as if you filthy terrorists aren't as stupid as you seem. But, then again, I do have a gun to your leader's head--so maybe Deathknight shouldn't put your group in the upper-tier of his next hierarchy, after all." Gavin stroked his goatee with his free hand and gleamed with pride. "Did I ever tell you that I was actually a reall big fan of Kumite?" Charlie Bin Laden said. "Shut up!" Gavin yelled, "It's not as if Project Gamer 2 did much better!" Charlie's eyes flickered with hatred. "Why you lousy Irish, piece of--" "That's enough," Gavin said, "You and I are taking a walk in the desert. I have already transmitted our coordinates to The Grape Ape. I have also informed him of your intentions for the Community Events fourm. You're about to log out of your game of terrorism for the last time." Gavin ordered Platypus to release the latch and open the truck's back door. Platypus looked at Charlie questioningly, and Charlie nodded in approval. Reluctantly, Platypus obeyed and opened the door. Gavin then ordered him to return back to his seat. Gavin began to back up slowly and ordered Charlie to follow, when suddenly, Nomura hit the gas and expelled Gavin from the vehicle. The terrorists watched as he began tumbling through the desert dust. They would have finished him off had they not seen a league of OBCTU vehicles steadily over the horizon.

[B]Get Banned In a Spectacular Way[/B] Some members actually acquire more "fame" once they have been banned. Although momentary fame often accompanies a public banning, this category uniquely belongs to members who are remembered for years after their banning. Hilarious/bizarre/supremely obnoxious situations much surround the banning of a member in this hierarchy of shame. Former staff member, kuja, is remembered for receiving a banning for threatening to sue Adam and James for his removal from the staff. Zeh, another staff member, is remembered for impersonating the administrators and offering members jobs. Alex is often remembered for mass flaming members and fighting with James in dozens of essay-length posts about a video game before getting banned. Mentors: Rick Hunter, kuja, Poisontongue, zeh, shift

Can you believe that they actually complained about [I]me[/I]? :animecry: Ironically I became friends with the thread starter a short while afterwards. He's on my Xbox Live friends list to this day.

The next post will be the official accusation of the traitor. I don't care who makes it as long as it isn't one of the suspects. Hopefully it is made tonight so that we can begin the next round, which will totally rule! Don't be shy folks; if no official guess is made then we'll just have to embarrassingly let the traitor have his/her way with us without even trying. So, someone prove themselves! We're terrorists! Terrorists aren't afraid to point fingers! White? Are you out there? Haven't heard from you in a while. Madhat? Simplicity? Mitch?

[QUOTE=The Boss][color=darkred][size=1] Here's my newest attempt at a wallpaper. I think the artistic message is clear. Please leave comments: [img]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/PWNED111.jpg[/img][/color][/size][/QUOTE] Oh, I like this. It seems very wholesome and friendly! Just the sort of thing OtakuBoards ought to stand for.

He was running through the darkness; his face was that of a madman. A combination of fear and adrenaline comingled in his blood and acted upon him like a powerful alcohol. He was completely unaware that he was no longer being persued; he jerked his head behind him, every few clumsy steps and tried his best to peer though the veil of night. Even as he reached his extraction point, he nervously gripped his gun. And so Platypus, the Dutch Bomber, waited anxiously, shivering from both the cold of the desert night and the paranoia that jolted through him like an electric current. After what seemed to be an eternity, a pair of white headlights appeared over the horizon like a pair of moons. Slowly, the lights grew larger until they completely enveloped The Dutch Bomber. Platypus threw an arm over his eyes to brace himself against the light and he observed a black silhouette approaching him. The figure extended its arm and stretched out its hand to Platypus. Hesitantly, The Dutch Bomber accepted it and it seemed as if in an instant he was in the back of an ancient truck with the Charlie Bin Laden and several of his followers. Platypus scanned their faces and tried to speak but the excitement of the night had rendered him speechless. "Did you detonate the bomb?" Charlie asked, pointedly. "Yes, my king," Platypus said. A crooked smile suddenly spread across Charlie's face. "You've done well, my friend," Charlie said, "You set it off near the vending machines, correct?" "That is correct," Platypus said. Platypus tried his best to flatten himself against the side of the vehicle. The truck seemed to fly, as it launched off one sand dune and onto another. It was a wonder the ancient automobile was able to hold together. Even the OBCTU building hadn't rocked in the explosion, as the truck did now. He reflected on the bomb, the events of the night seemed to have flown by, like the dark landscape outside the truck. "The Dutch Bomber here," Charlie said to his followers, "has been working undercover for me for quite some time. Platypus, I would like you to meet three of my finest followers--" Charlie jerked his head to his right. "--This is Rai Al Haswiri. You probably remember him." Platypus stared at the menacing figure before him. The man seemed to pay him no mind. His head was bowed, as if he were asleep, but his mouth moved, as if he were praying silently. His hand clutched a cross with a one-winged angel on it. Yes, Platypus remembered him; he was the terrorist who had blatantly walked into OBCTU headquarters and demanded the release of Engel. He was either very brave or very insane. "This here on my left, is Gavin. He is extremely proficient in hand-to-hand combat. He once was the champion of a South American pit-fighting league, called Kumite. Unfortunately, he was also the only member of it." The man known as Gavin glared at Charlie Bin Laden. "Too soon?" Charlie said, "Fine, moving on. The man driving, is my personal assassin, Nomura. He takes out big political figures that no one else wants to touch." Nomura jestured a thumbs up to Platypus, without looking back. They launched off of another dune and Charlie struck his cane across the back of Nomura's seat, insisting that he drive more carefully. "Platypus here," Charlie said, "Is an expert in explosives. He found a main line near the vending machines that will cause Ploppy some difficulties with his precious computers. Platypus here was also responsible for helping us infiltrate the OBCTU base on numerous occasions, even making our recent Mitchslap against the enemy possible." Charlie's face suddenly became rigid. "He also informed me of the Grape Ape's unlikely survival." Charlie's cane seemed ready to snap as he twisted it in his hands. "Did you have a difficult time escaping," Gavin said, anxious to change the subject, "Did they suspect you?" "No," Platypus said, "They suspected Japan." Charlie glanced and for a brief moment, a look of pained concern spread across his face. However, it quickly dissolved and he stared off into the night blankly, as if lost deep in thought. Suddenly, Charlie's radio crackled to life. "My lord, my lord," indifference's voice called out. Charlie brought the radio to his mouth carelessly. "What is it?" Charlie said offhandedly. His voice was completely flat. "We've narrowed down the suspects," indifference said. Charlie suddenly sprang upright, the news seemed to have a revitalizing effect on him. "Well, what are you waiting on?" Charlie said, "Get on with it!" "I don't know if now is the best time," indifference said. "What are you blathering about?" Charlie yelled, "You radioed me! We've recovered our man, now tell me who the suspects are immediately! I must know!" "You asked for it," indifference said, "They're the men you brought with you, they're the men with you right now." Indifference's damning declaration seemed to echo in the truck as it came to a complete hault and all of the passangers glared at one another with suspicious eyes. Charlie stared at the radio as if for an answer, desperate to know who exactly among them was ready to jam the dagger into his back. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Note: I'm going to update the first post with our new terrorists, so be sure to check it out!

Yeah, I'm sorry about that. We need to finish this round. I was waiting for one more set of answers but we can wait no longer! Here are the final answers: [CENTER][B]Suspect #1[/B][/CENTER] I have NEVER aided the CTU. They're blowhards. 2- If by bath you mean shower...last night. Naked. In the shower. 3 - Of course I would you idiot. What kind of moron question is that? [CENTER][B]Suspect #2[/B][/CENTER] 1 - How often have you helped the enemy, and if so why? ...ONE TIME...Accident...sorry guys T__T 2 - When was the last time you took a bath? I don't take baths. Just Showers. My last shower was this morning. 3 - If ordered to jump off a cliff and die to prove your loyalty, would you do it? For Charles, Absolutely. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The intelligence we have recieved indicates that the three suspects (in no particular order) are [B]I'm Not Nomura[/B], [B]Raiha[/B], and [B]Gavin[/B]. Who answered which questions? Who conviniently failed to answer the final set? Does the fact that they didn't answer mean that they are guilty? And most importantly--[SIZE=3][b]Who is the traitor?[/b][/SIZE] All speculation goes here. When someone arrives at a final answer, please clearly label it so.

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"Grape Ape, Grape Ape," Charlie muttered, "what has become of his remains, Nomura?" Charlie's top assassin flicked his tongue between his sharp teeth, like a snake and let out a low sigh. "We have still not been able to recover his remains," Nomura said regretfully. "I must know, Nomura" Charlie said, "How does a corpse, get up and walk away?" "Perhaps he is not dead," Nomura answered sheepishly, "Perhaps--" Charlie slammed his fist down. "I saw him die!" Charlie said. "[I]I[/I] killed the Grape Ape!" Nomura's jaw tightened; the silhouette of his body became rigid in the darkness of Charlie's chamber. "The men say that his body has vanished, my lord," Nomura said. "Vanished?" Charlie said, his voice growing high pitched with fury. "Vanished? Corpses do not vanish! A corpse rots, its tender flesh is widdled away from the bone by dogs and decay!" "And yet his body is no where to be found," Nomura said, "Our reconnaissance team informed me that they had recovered the body, however it vanished before their very eyes." "Nonsense!" Charlie screamed, "God performs no such wonders for infidels! God favors us!" Charlie gripped his walking stick tightly, winding his boney hands around it as if it were the Grape Ape's throat. Charlie's fiercest rival had managed to elude him even in death! "In any case," Charlie said, "I will soon be needing your special talents in order to provide The Grape Ape with a little company in the afterlife, so I want this matter resolved as soon as possible. Continue to have our men comb the wastelands for the remains, continue to have them comb The Art Studio." "It will be done," Nomura said, exiting the room with a bow. "A missing corpse, a traitor," Charlie said, "Something about this doesn't add up. An ominous threat is coming and we will rise to meet it." Charlie unrolled a tattered map and plunged a dagger into the Community Events forum. After this traitor is expelled, we will perform our most aggressive operation yet, and without The Grape Ape to aid them, the OBCTU will be helpless to stop us!"

Charlie Bin Laden leaned back and studied the glowing screen of his laptop; for all intents and purposes, it appeared as if The Grape Ape had been killed in their last battle. With his greatest enemy apparently destroyed, Charlie should have been overtaken by relief. However, the presence of a traitor in his flock, under his very nose, stirred a deep hatred inside him. The terrorists had been hard at work, collecting clues, trying to uncover the dangerous mole. Soon enough Charlie's cell would have the intelligence it needed to uproot the spy and sacrifice the infidel to the Blue Jihad. Premonition's bones had been licked clean, as had been Nonentity's. It was a pity that The Grape Ape's remains had not yet been recovered, for they would make the tastiest treat of all for the Blue Demon. However, until The Grape Ape's corpse could be recovered, the traitor would do nicely, as an appetizer. Charlie's mouth twisted with pleasure as he studied his laptop. Once the traitor was uncovered, an epic battle would occur, the likes of which OtakuBoards had never seen before--and without the Grape Ape, he knew that the OBCTU didn't stand much of a chance at all.

[quote name='Sandy]I better post some of mine before Charlie-boy closes this one down for excess vanity like he did the last time. It only makes one wonder why [I]he[/I'] doesn't show himself... *coughuglysmellyterroristcough*[/quote] Oh, come on. I thought I made up for that with the whole Otakuties thing!

That would definitely be awesome but I [i]think[/i] I remember James telling me that he lost all of that data on his computer. It would be great if we could dig up as many of the banners as possible though. Or maybe get some insight on some of the skins, such as the Geisha skin.

How much money would I have to put in through PayPal in order to get a cat-themed skin? Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the graphics update but I'm just curious.