nine naked men

Meh, I disliked it. Adio - What the hell is your avatar? It's weirdly hypnotic...

Haunted - Disturbed

People on Vista should read the Funcom Download Manager before they install it. If UAC is on, Vista puts all the Setup files and stuff into a hidden folder instead of the one you choose. Doesn't mean you have to download it again, just close and re-open. Kinda annoying, though. :wall:

^ M1014. I hated that gun. Too small of a clip, which is strange, since I'm fine with the W1200 and that's a pump-action, though I usually take down the enemy in one hit with it. I think it's because I freak out with the semi-auto ability and just spam. You aim better if you know it's the only shot you've got, I think.

Where You Come From - Pantera

I plan to seize page 7 for the glory and the ego boost! :lol:

Langz watched the Druid trying to heal the tree for what seemed like days, and realized the futility of it all. This seemed like a cruel trick, they would do all they can, and that still would not be enough. The painful screamings of the banshee seemed to have cleared his thoughts. They needed more time! He looked upwards, at his faithful weapon embedded in the rock. It had served him well, yet it would not taste blood before his death, just the sour water that tried its hardest to crush them all. Rage flowered inside him, like a burning blossom of fear and anger, filling him with an unstoppable river of hate, at this situation, at that old fool who sent them here, at the fact that his bones would rot long before anyone finds his corpse. He reached upwards, wrenching Teh'Ranon from the stone that still seeked to flatten them all. He paid no heed to the steady stream of water that poured down now that its plug had been pulled. He swung it skywards again, feeling the shatter of the glowing roof all through his arm. More water poured down, now a small flood. No matter, it would all drain through that black hole which would eventually consume their only hopes of salvation. He stared now at the gates wrought of blackened iron, which seemed to mock him. They stood, like immovable guardians of the freedom which would await them beyond this shimmering prison. But what if what's beyond that portal is worse than this? Almost certain, seeing as this was only the first encounter they've had. But that didn't matter. Better to die fighting unimaginable bringers of doom than here, crushed like a pathetic bug under the foot of a giant. He charged the gates, swinging his weapon. Sparks skittered along the [bleep]es of his mace and along the heavy bars as they collided. He knew the gate would hold, but he needed an outlet for his anger, otherwise he would burst like a rotten fruit. (I dunno if you guys noticed, but sometimes Langz can get a bit annoyed with circumstances...)

I fail to see how finding sand in your shoes after you just went to the beach can be considered weird... I'm waiting for AoC to finish downloading while listening to some Pantera.

Looks like we'll be able to climb trees as well. :thumbsup: But I hope they redo the flame animations, they look like something out of Renegade.

The ambos where you are are almost as useless as our ambos here. Me and a couple of friends got our arses kicked by a big mob of people, who apparently had nothing better to do than beat the crap out of 3 kids. My friend had a broken arm and a couple of cracked ribs, and the other had broken his nose and screwed up his eye, which was pissing blood all over the place. I got off pretty easily, comparatively. A hairline fracture around my wrist, a couple broken fingers (Which hurt like hell) and a cut on my face. So, we call the ambos and basically the same thing happened, "We'll be right over with an ambulance." About 3/4hr later, they finally turn up. This happened a couple months ago, so really nothing to do with my weekend now. I just went over a couple friend's places.

What are you, a Nazi? That's no way for a self-respecting person to talk about the most important war in Earth's history! Unless you're getting paid to say otherwise. Watch your back, soldier boy, unless you want it ripped off and fed to the dogs. Don't bother trying to run away from this kerfuffle you've kicked up, either. My pistol's aimed straight at that treacherous son-of-a-[bleep] head, and I don't hesitate to shoot.

I'm sure they'll suggest something much worse than what I had in mind. What, did you want us to sing you a lullaby? :roll:

He paced the room, throwing nervous glances at Brayen, who was healing the sapling which was their only defence against the suddenly murderous cavern. He growled, and hefted his morningstar. Suddenly, he hurled it, [bleep]ed-ball up, towards the ceiling. There was a loud crunch, and a short shower of stone chips. He looked upwards, and saw the mace had bitten into the slowly descending wall of rock. "If that tree breaks, Teh'Ranon should hold it for a while longer. I just pray to the Above that those who went into the lit room are faring well enough. We can't get out of this without some help," Langz said, grimacing as he stared Brayen's face, lit by the luminous rocks and the constant glow of his healing auras.

Invader - Judas Priest

One can hope. Just take a couple handfuls of sleepings pills if you really can't sleep. :lol:

Downloading as we speak. Around 15 hours, apparently. :shock: EDIT - Wait, it jumped. Looking at 1d 12h, now. :o

Blood of the Kings - Manowar

Sweet. I'll probably be a Bear Shaman when I create my first guy, because the Spellweaving sounds intense.

Is the System Req Lab site accurate? If so, I'll prob be able to play on Med GFX.

Limp, you LIAR! Good show. Maybe IW can beat some quality into these fools at Treyarch.

Wtf? Anyway.. Gratz on your 3000thh post It's so awesome when people don't get Lenin's sense of humour. :lol:

ill have the paramedics on standby And I'll be there to finish the burger.

... I'm in Lenin's good books. Looks like I win. My prize? All of your heads mounted above my desk. /Trump Card

He grimaced, and took hold of the faintly glowing shaft. He looked into the man's eyes, which shone with the reflected light of his Healing Aura. He saw the man smile faintly as he wrenched the arrow from his body. Langz moaned a little as he felt the soft kiss of the spell upon his chest. Casting the bloodied missle aside, he nodded a thanks to his companion. "I am Langz, and I am indebted to you, stranger. My weapon shall be your guard." With this, he hefted what seemed to be no more than a [bleep]ed lump of steel on a stick, though it seemed to exude a feeling of power. "Let us investigate these strange minerals, friend."

I'll just steer this ship into sunnier waters, shall I? Dling TBC as we speak. Finally. :D