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[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Matt [/i] [B][color=red][b]I liked [i]Beowulf[/i]. :) If I can't fall asleep, I just concentrate on trying to stay awake and, for some reason, that makes me fall asleep very fast.[/b][/color] [/B][/QUOTE] Yes, but after you've read it so many times, it becomes easy z's. Especially when you're tired, lol. But, for anyone who's absolutely thrilled by Beowulf, I suggest finding something to read that bores you to death. Then again, even if the story doesn't bore you to death, staring down and reading will usually do the trick. I think that it's just the task of reading something with heavy eyes that put me to sleep, rather than relying on the actual text to do so.

I like to consider myself pretty lenient, but I've tossed around my feelings quite a bit concerning this thread and come to the conclusion that it's fairly pointless. On one hand, it's fun, yet on the other I just don't see the possibility for a good discussion. That's where my responsibility to shut it down comes in. Sorry to be the "Crazy White Grinch That Stole Christmas" but this sucker is closed. [center][Img]http://cwb.250free.com/Others/thatsfinal.jpg[/img][/center]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Elite [/i] [B]It's clinically proven that stroking a cat soothes your muscles and calms your mind, making it easier for you to fall to sleep. I just stroke my cat for a while and I fall asleep, although she still wants attention, lol.[/B][/QUOTE] ;) Uh, anyway, I suggest reading when you're having problems falling asleep. During my break between classes today I wanted to catch a little shut-eye in the campus center on one of the couches, but just couldn't get comfortable. So, I broke out the "Literary Masterpieces" book and began to read "Beowulf." I was out halfway down the second page. I'll never have to do that at home though. Whenver I go to bed, the cat follows and lies next to me, lol.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Elite [/i] [B] A problem would be the non-OB members, but we could just give out the link to all current members via mass-PM or something like that.. [/B][/QUOTE] Yes, but when you're dealing with such a large number of people, I would bet my bottom dollar that the link would be passed around outside of the community. That'd be a heck of a hassle to go through for such a flawed result...

I also have this game. It's one of my favorite PSX games of all time, believe it or not. I'm not a fanatic of the puzzle game genre, but I decided to rent Super Puzzle Fighter II Turbo out of pure curiosity, as a fan of Capcom's fighters. Before I knew it, I was addicted to it and held heated match-ups and tournaments with my friends. Some of the characters weren't balanced very well, similarly to the actual Street Figther series, but all had some sort of strengths and weaknesses that could be exploited in their gem patterns. This game is one of the few games its age for PSX that I actually pick up on occasion, alongside the first "You Don't Know Jack." The gameplay derives elements from other games of its kind, so it's not entirely original, but the hectic A.I. and addictive nature of the title make it special indeed.

Good poem Shinobi. The story within the poem is interesting and warped. I suspect that's what you were aiming for. :tasty: The only possible criticism I can give, involves cleaning up what's already there, so that it flows a bit more smoothly. [quote]As the dark clouds in the sky linger and hover I raise my knife, wondering if I should bother Should I give grief to our mother? For the victim, is none other than my brother. As I thrust down the knife I slash and gash Slipping away, is the enemy's life Should I stop or should I continue Thinking about his widowing wife? He should not have messed with me I am a psycho you know The blood and torture, oh I do loathe! As the blood digs channels into the snow I walk away grinning, for I have been sinning My jacket flies open, in the wind it blows. As the corpse lies there as flat as a pancake I wonder if I should cut him up, or drown him in the lake He started the argument, he knew I would flip I grab my face, feeling the winter nip Why did he do it? Is he family or foe? What?s done is done At least it was fun. I look him in the face, and I say to him I?m a psycho you know, so you best lie low.[/quote] I didn't really change much, just removed a few commas and clustered word usage. I'm just wondering if the psycho really loathes blood and torture. O.o;;

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by stook [/i] [B]Page one? C'mon! Nobody likes it when people bring back old topics from the first page. [/B][/QUOTE] What in Liberty City are you talkin' 'bout Willis? Call me crazy, after all, it is part of my name, but since when do old topics float around on the first page? It's not like you're being asked to go back twenty pages to find an old thread. You're being asked to post in an existing thread that's right in front of your face instead of going off-track here. Anyway, I've spent about 15 hours so far in Vice City, well short of my original goal, but since a parade of other games have released, I haven't had much time for GTA. :(

I suggest that you follow Spikey's advice. Vent your feelings to him, tell him all the hassle you went through and how you feel. Ask him why you couldn't both go together. If you're feeling uncomfortable around your own friends, it's better to discuss your uneasiness with them than to go on, trapping it all up inside. I'm sure that they'll listen, that's what friends are for. But, it's important that you don't look down upon yourself. By suspecting that your friends harbor such feelings toward you, you're demonstrating an inferiority complex: insecurity and lack of confidence. I'd say that it's important to convince [I]yourself[/I] that you're not too fat, or unintelligent, or annoying, because quite frankly, we're often hardest on ourselves. As for Jeff, perhaps he has a crush on you, and felt a little uneasy about spending time with you alone. ;)

I don't believe in prophecies one little bit. There was a good South Park on the other night that poked fun at John Edwards and his psychic ability. I don't know how many people still watch that show, but it pointed out some of the "smoke and mirrors" involved with the practice. Many of these so-called prophets predict hundreds upon hundreds of circumstances, but very rarely do they occur accordingly. That's what a lot of cheesy tabloids and publications won't tell its readers. Nostradamus is fairly famous prophet, and people seem to clamor to his "predictions," but the ratio of failed prophecies far outweigh the successful. I don't believe in biblical prophecies either. If they held any value, the world would have ended closely following the days of Jesus. That's why the New Testament condemns sexual behavior as opposed to the Old Testament's positive attitude towards futility; there wasn't a need to reproduce during that time because the apocalypse was near. So, yeah, I feel that most predictions are broad "pot shots." Nothing more than lucky guesses.

Axle grinned at Jaudiar playfully, and brushed stray strands of white and black hair from his brow. His forehead glistened with perspiration. Months of meticulous planning and cunning hung in the proverbial balance. The band stood on edge, they were poised on death's door step and they weren't looking back. An expanding pool of blood, purple under the radial sunlight spilled through the gaping hole in the ceiling, sprawled beneath them. It swallowed orphan shards of glass and swatches of soft carpet. Jaudiar's heart pounded with excitement. Her eyes were wide. Axle could feel her. Danger--it was their drug, and addiction they shared. Perhaps that's why they were so attracted to one another. In each others' eyes, they glimpsed traces of lust and greed. They were self absorbed megalomaniacs, reveling in their own personal beauty--taking it for granted. Over the months, Jaudiar had grown to enjoy chatting with Axle while he guzzled booze and dragged deeply on his signature cigarette. He was destroying his innards--a dirty soul, uncaring. "Leave now," he ordered the boys, absently handing over the folders, gripping it loosely between his index finger and thumb, almost disdainfully. Their firearms had been aimed steadily at the sorceress. Reluctantly, they lowered their barrels, and accepted Axle's file, his death warrant, and agreed to meet up at their casual spot. Jaques, Rocky, Angel, and Darius, shot menacing glares through the veil of darkness creeping in the room. Their eyes cut through it like a jagged dagger and connected with Jaudiar's. Did they intend to kill one another, fool around? The collective force known as God North didn't know. But, if she sent their leader on a one way trip to hell, they would be sure to send her along for the ride. As the door closed behind them, Jaudiar said, "I need to tell you something." Axle interrupted, "I know, we're staring death dead in the eye, and asking for a lap dance. Give me what you've got," he said. She pounced on his chest like a wild beast, scratching and clawing, flailing her arms without rhyme or reason. Her knuckles hungered for more, she wanted to beat the grin off his face. But instead, she found herself pressing her lips to his own. Quickly, she withdrew, as if having tasted poison. Their hearts throbbed. Mere feet away, cut throats and killers, criminals and enemies, lurked, while two figures lie in a dark room, one mounted on the other, amidst a puddle of bodily fluids. Axle arched his neck up and met her lips once again. She wanted to pull away, but...she was kissing back now. Her own mouth moved in synch with his. She looked at him...not blinking...not moving...not breathing. Suddenly, her lips were pressed against his so hard, neither could breathe. Axle didn't care. He pressed back as hard as he could. The next few moments were a blur as his clothes quickly joined hers on the floor?and then slowly?ever so slowly she kneeled over him and pushed down?slowly?slowly?he entered her, and two miserable souls joined as one, as her moan filled his ears and they began a slow rhythm.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Juuthena [/i] [B][color=deeppink] [size=1]Madonna was in the movie!? or... are you talking about the person that played Miranda frost? o_O[/color] [/size] [/B][/QUOTE] Madonna played the dominatrix(sp?) fencing instructor. She had a brief converstation with James Bond, and was not used throughout the remainder of the movie.

I begrudgingly saw the movie with a group of friends. Like Syk3, I thought that [I]Goldeneye[/I] was a good Bond flick, but found the follow-ups intolerable. [I]Die Another Day[/I] is plagued by predictability, cheesy special effects (like the surfing scene, for instance), and a collection of weak one-liners. But despite the aforementioned shortcomings, I not only managed to remain awake during the movie, but enjoyed myself as well. The opening music video and theme were excellent. Madonna's theme was surprisingly memorable, although her role as a fencer was not. I mean, she was in the movie for a paltry minute. Her line about cock fighting was nice, but other than that, get out of my movie, Madonna. Wasn't it funny how similar Bond has become to his spoofs? If you think about it, [i]Die Another Day[/i], has much in common with the Austin Powers movies. It just demonstrates the silliness plaguing the series now. While I prefer the upstart XXX series by far over the aged Bond franchise, I've got to admit that it still has some life remaining in its old bones. Having Bond get captured and tortured for fourteen months was a healthy dose of originality and a step in the right direction; it's really daring, and I would like to see more steps like this in future films. Overall, I'd say that [I]Die Another Day[/I] might just barely nudge out [I]Goldeneye[/I].

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Solidus_6 [/i] [B]get theses game metalgearsolid2sonsofliberty and substance when it comes out on ps2 (it will) james bond games kingdom hearts too [/B][/QUOTE] Hmm, I don't see much of a reason to own both of the Metal Gear Solid 2 games. Especially since the latter is somewhat of an expansion pack. Oh, and please watch your post quality Solidus_6, it's a bit difficult to understand what you're saying. Improvement in your spacing and capitalizaion would be much appreciated.

Astonishingly, Kingdom Hearts spawned one of the most successful threads in the history of the Sony forum. Suffice to say, by skimming through it, you will be able to find many tips and member reactions for the game. The thread is halfway down this page. But, being the nice guy that I am, I've decided to include the link for you. Click away! [URL=http://otakuboards.com/showthread.php?threadid=14676]Kingdom Hearts Thread[/URL] [center][img]http://cwb.250free.com/Others/thatsfinal.jpg[/img][/center]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Semjaza Azazel [/i] [B]Would be pretty damn funny if it was actually good. Who doesn't want to play shopping games with the Olsen twins? I know I sure do. [/B][/QUOTE] Okay, so, you acknowledge that the game might be good, but I still get that terrible award? lol. Just remember this thread when the otaku awards surface and fill in "Crazy White Boy" for the worst topic of the year. In any case, it can't be much worse than Mario Party 4, and the plethora of cookie-cutter party games out there. I'll draw the line when they make "Micheal Jackson Party" though.

We haven't put up the tree yet. Up until last year, we always used a real tree. I don't know about you guys, but I [I]love[/I] the smell of the fresh pines. It's like a staple trademark of the holiday season. The fake tree just doesn't hold the same value for me. Sure, it symbolizes the holiday spirit in its own way, but it also exhibits the artificial, commercial aura that's literally forced down our throats. [I]But[/I], on the positive side of things, there aren't any pesky needles to clean up (they love to hide in the carpet), and there isn't the hastle of putting the decorations in their respective boxes, or removing the tree, itself.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by gokents [/i] [B]I'm sorry, but I just gotta know. I mean, manly stuff. What does yaoi mean anyway, I always had ideas and guesses but I really dont know. So, what do you say james... cwb let the cat out of the bag, are you gonna tell us all whats up? Please.[/B][/QUOTE] Yaoi is a form of anime-inspired art that expresses man/man intimate relationships. Sometimes, it can border on hentai. And well, this was supposed to be top secret, and I [I]wasn't[/I] supposed to spill the beans, but there's a secret staff section called "Masculine Otaku" that features Yaoi, Professional Wrestling, and Ultra Man. It might become public, given all the topics about Ultra Man in the suggestions/feedback forum. ;)

Mario Party who? Crash Bash what? Party games have gotten fairly stale lately. Every mascot and their mother has a party game of their own, but who wants to go to the same old boring party over and over again? Not me, that's for sure. I'd say that in order for a new party game to be successful, it needs golden game play and credible faces behind the product. Now, Mario is okay, and Crash is decent, but who can't love the Olsen twins? They're everyone's favorite identical pairing. They literally stole the show from Bob Saggot in [I]Full House[/I] and together, they've made the Fox Family network what it is today...and now they're sixteen! Where has the time gone? A party game was inevitable. Look at these features, courtesy of IGN: [b]Play as Mary-Kate or Ashley in an all title Earn a driver's license to go cruising and enjoy classic, party-style gameplay Over 30 mini-games to play, including Birthday Blowout, Caught Up in Fashion and Freeway Frenzy Head-to-head play with up to three friends, or together in teams Customize cars, unlock clothes, cool tunes and gain control of the car stereo In-game music from Mary-Kate and Ashley's latest movie, Getting There Runs in progressive scan mode[/b] With all of these "hardcore" games coming out, I'd say that this is exactly what the doctor ordered: Some nice family partying fun. Who's going to get this game? I think it's the must-own title of the holiday season. Seriously. I kid you not.

I'm thankful that I've got a roof over my head, and food on my plate. That's the first thing I think about during the holiday. Plus, I got to chat with mi mami for the first time in about half a year, albeit on the computer, but it's better than nothing. What else? Oh yes, I'm a smashing good guy. I have to thank whatever biblical force that guides fate, for making me two-thirds God. Ah, that reminds me, I'm also thankful for my modesty. You can never be too modest. I'm also thankful that my name starts with a "C." It could have been any other letter, but instead, it's the letter of champions. What else, what else? Oh yes, I'm thankful for my cat smilies, my Fat Alber "Hey, Hey Hey," wav, and the secret staff-only Masculine Otaku section that contains professional wrestling, yaoi, and Ultra Man.

[center][b][color=green]Six months later Secret Headquarters of the Korean Dynasty Syndicate 1600 hours[/b][/center][/color] Violet's chest lingered in front of the colonel's awestricken mug. His hands reached slowly for her bra strap, his fingers trembled with delight. For the past three months, the largest drug syndicate in the world had been his right hand, she, his left. Under normal circumstances, women meant nothing to him. Then, she dropped into his lap--literally. Initially, Violet was nothing more than his personal entertainer. She had something most women could ever have--a tolerance for him. Violet wasn't intimidated by his stone eyes, green fatigues, or his unwavering power. Although she danced for him, she didn't seem to particularly care for his presence. Only recently, had she warmed up to him. She would slink up to him, purring like a kitten, rubbing against him. He would wrap his large hands around her waist. But, she refused to sleep with him--until now. Now, she whispered hoarsely in his ear, her voice quaking with passion, "I've been waiting for this a long time..." "Yes, yes, " he gulped, now sweating, "AS have I." Violet bit his ear tenderly and continued, "I've been waiting to cut you off at the balls." Glass rained down upon them, an explosion of jagged shards. In one swift move, Violet plunged a dagger in Tsung's crotch, and slit his throat. The murder was so quick, nary a drop of blood was spilled. A band of individuals clad in skintight leather, and black masks slid down their own respective ropes into the room, their boots crunching on glass and lush carpet. "Did you get the files," one of them shot at Violet. "Relax," she returned, rubbing against him, teasing the folder before his eyes. He pulled his mask up slightly, revealing his mouth, and the two locked lips in passionate embrace. "You two are like a couple of animals," another said, "I'm surprised you haven't let the band have a go at her yet. You must really like this one Axle." Pushing Violet away, Axle said angrily, "We're not supposed to use our real names yet, *******." "The area is secure," another figure said. "Good" said Jaudiar, "I can't stand this ****** alias any longer. Couldn't you have come up with something better than [I]Violet[/I]?

I've never watched the show because it's the silliest concept I've ever heard of. But, according to the article I read, it supposedly shares the same charm as "The Adam's Family." It should be interesting to see how the show maintains its lighthearted approach with cervical cancer rearing its ugly head...

I was the biggest Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle mark back in the day. I remember having collected every single action figure and play set up to a certain point. They were awfully cheap though. If I dug up the Tecnodrome, I'm willing to be that I still couldn't get it to snap together properly. Plus, I always had problems keeping that brain inside his body. Wasn't he called Master Brain? The driller, sewer play set, and flying car were all neat, but still looked infinitely better on the packaging. After the marketing got a little crazy, I just gave up on collecting the toys. I was only a kid, so I couldn't really afford to buy the myriad of ridiculous incarnations of the TMNT. I believe that Power Rangers and TMNT are similar to that extent. The franchise ended up branching off in ridiculous directions, leaving behind what made it so special in the first place. Turtles in Space? C'mon, who would buy an idea like that? I probably won't watch the new cartoon, because I'm too old for that stuff, lol. I like to move forward, not backward. It doesn't look bad though. The concept it timeless. Kids still love martial arts and slimy reptiles, so the show should do well. The slang might need to be updated though. Phrases like "Cowabunga dude," are [I]really[/I] outdated.

You should only get Ghost Recon if you're fond of games like Rainbow Six. Unfortunately, I always found military-based strategy games of the sort cumbersome on consoles unless a keyboard is involved...

Situations like that mostly arise when I discover that someone is a wrestling fan. I'm probably the biggest wrestling mark in the entire world and know it inside-out from a business standpoint, as well as from the entertainment side, so when I find that someone shares such an obscure commonality with me, it's a thrilling experience. That's probably helped me become friends with Kevin faster. I thought all he watched was anime, but he's knows his Hulk Hogan from his Roddy Piper.

Charles is a cool name. All the cool people have it. It's better than a boring male name like "Rob." Anyway, yeah, sorry for the bad ending. But, that guy's still on the street. Hopefully, he'll dig himself out of the situation he's in someday so I can do a happy update or something.