Cloaked_Shadow

*during lunch* Me: You're an idiot. Friend: ...Well...Well...*Glances at my food* Well at least I don't eat my fries before my burger!! Me:...You're an idiot.

Not sure if this has been said, but: No, we won't continue to evolve (my opinion). Why? Evolution stems from having to adapt to new situations and environments. We don't adapt to the environment anymore. Rather, we adapt the environment to US. So, no: I doubt we will continue to evolve.

To whoever asked about the difficulty of front flips in comparison to backflips: Front flips are harder. I can only do front flips though, 'cause I'm scared of backflips. A tae kwon do instructor was amazed I could do it, he said he 'could only do a backflip'. It was then when I stared at him oddly. Backflips are harder in terms of fear. But... that's pretty much it. To the TC: If your landings dont hit right. your knees might be in danger. I remember landing hard (I do the opposite of what you do, I jump from the floor onto something higher) and messing up my knees. That's just my experience though.

LMAO. Did no one else laugh at where it said: "Oh, no! Monkeys in UFOs are trying to steal the milk for their tea!" That's hilarious.

Are you saying eggs aren't living things? They're zombies :o :shock: .....That's like saying because a rock isnt a living thing, it's a zombie....

Jessica Alba. Kate Beckinsale. Keira Knightley. ^All mentioned...but just once?! Fools. (kidding.)

If she says he's dead...he's dead. It would be awesome to see that, in a weird twist, Dumbledore himself hid different parts of his soul into horcruxes.

Ya know how satellite dishes have a reciever hooked up to metal poles around the dish? The reciever picks up all the signals from the satellite's shape. Idea: Make metal poles run between mirror lines (as not to obstruct any power from the sun) and attach a series of lenses (maybe a telescope?) to focus the beam of light. It will be like a satellite dish, cept the there are light beams being caught in the focal point and sent off more tightly focused. Then go pyro on everything.

Weapons: -Bladed Knuckles -One of my swords -Steel Toed Boots (I have no projectiles...and this is Kuwait, so no stores) Defense: -Leather Jacket -Thick Cargos -Leather Gloves -Blocking with metal-laced arm-bands and Sword. Technique: -Run, block, slash, punch. -I would probably climb buildings alot; tis fun and it will get me away from the zombie losers. -Jump from roof to roof. -Randomly jump down to slice enemies in half. Just for fun. Hiding Place (where I would sleep): -Grocery store's roof. I would take a bunch of stuff, and use the store's alarm system to alert me to infiltration. Themesong: Wait and Bleed--Slipknot AND: If I had a bunch of friends with me, OR if a huge mass of zombies were marching towards me I would have Requiem of a Dream (Epic--Lord Of The Rings Style)

If you believe that traveling a large distance into the future is possible...then you have to believe in fate. Otherwise it would be an ever changing world, with all the possibilities from our time changing it. And this is not possible, because OUR time frame isn't everchanging because of the different possibilities from the past. If someone from a hundred years ago came here, he would NOT see a flowing and changing world. SO: The only way time travel is possible is if there is such thing as fate. Maybe this was posted before? I dunno, I didnt read everything.

Played Spiderman 2? Awesome game! Same with Chronicles of Rid[bleep]! :P And for the EA hater, played Burnout 3? @XplsvBam, I take it you don't play many games then if Majora's Mask is your alltime low =\ And for my alltime worst... it'd have to be Starsky and Hutch >.< Egads, that was horrible! You had to spend an hour shooting a car for it to finally stop and racing was almost impossible with your underpowered car and their super cars Dude I was OBSESSED with Chronicles of Rid[bleep]. Was an AWESOME game. I recommend you rent/buy it! It is CRAZY good!

Seems pretty awesome. One thing I don't like is how they kept the face. I don't mind the dissected body or whatever... but when you slap a face on it makes you think about that guy's life and what he used to do, his family, friends, etc. Without the face, you wouldn't wonder...

'Ice' is probably one of my favorites. It's simplicity is what makes it so great... Then there's 'Aghoon' which means 'fire' in Bangla.

I remember having a crazy dream a while ago...It takes place in school: I was walking on the third floor of my school, and someone (no-one I know) comes and starts insulting me and pushing me. As usual in school, i have 15 kg of weight on my back (...I don't use lockers) and it threw me off balance. I got angry, turned and kicked his knees from behind, and while he was kneeling, stood behind him and snapped his neck. My arms felt weird, and I became disgusted with myself. I also saw classmates looking at me as if I was crazy. Then, unvoluntarily, my arm shoots down to grab the guy's corpse by the mangled neck. I notice that my hand his gray, and my veins became a dark black. With one motion, I threw the body off of the third floor railing. I looked up into a randomly appearing mirror, and noticed one half of my face was grey and black-veined. My eyes were slowly becoming darker, with glowing purple pupils. I then watched myself get shot by several security guards, but I took them out using only my hands. One of my uppercuts sent them through the roof. Weird thing about this dream? I enjoyed it.

We are blessed with sufficient prep time. We are setting up a perimeter now, using specialized anti-infantry turrets. In order to stop panic, they are for now disguised as vending machines. We are readying several cars in order to prepare blockades, and are currently arming ourselves with several fire-arms. We have surgically inserted ourselves with Identify Friend or Foe chips, useful for finding targets through enemy-created smog or gas. Automated IFF grenade launcher is now online.

How exactly does one get hit in the face from behind? Just curious. SMACK! On the back. Head turns slightly and then, SMACK, across the eyes.

I like this. Talking out of the chance that anyone will get hurt. We already went: we couldn't find them. My friends say that they are going to go every night until they do. Right now I'm pissed at them. Reason? They brought steel-plated boots and a brass knuckle. Those are items that can possibly kill. The reason they WANT to get back at them, sorry I didn't include this earlier, is that whenever my friends are seen by this gang of people, they get threatened. This is at one of their hang-outs, and they don't want to be harrassed. They want to end it. I'm going to try to talk everyone out of it. Because seriously, steel-plated boots? I consider that to be lethal. Police around here don't really care about people's little differences, even if it may turn out to be dangerous. I know this sounds like a hasty generalization, but from what I've seen, it's true. And it's back to the area tomorrow. I'm going to try and stop it. (by the way, if you lived here, you would know how these people act. They truly believe they are superior to us, and they are pretty arrogant. I hope they are open to discussion, but they are insanely easy to provoke.) Edit: New info, apparently, during the time where my friend (John, instead of 'Pie-eater') was smacked with a belt, they threatened some girl from school. It was in Arabic, and my friends couldn't understand. The girl didnt tell John right there because it would piss him off and cause him to try and take them all alone. They said: "Shut up before I decide to whip your (unecessary cursing) face, too, (again with the cursing)." This was when she asked what the hell they were doing. Anyway...tomorrow will hopefully be the result of this confrontation. I'm sick of waiting around for these guys... (I know you'll use this against me, so I'll say right now: I'm not sick enough not to go.)

So, here is what's happening today. A fight. A massive one. My friends asked me to come along to aid them (I have a small reputation of being a good fighter). History: My friend, lets call him 'Pie-eater', was pissing off some random people. They ended up throwing the first punch. Pie-eater happened to have a few friends nearby. His friends ended up hospitalizing a few of of the opponents. A week later, one of them belts Pie-eater in the face. FROM BEHIND. Difficulty: Pie-eater kind of deserved it. I believe that if I go, I'd be doing something bad, and I'm probably right. Only reason I am going is to stop any of my friends from being injured, because they are so blindly rushing into what could become a riot. The only justification I have for going through with this is that the opponents threw the first physical punch. If I go, I will feel bad. If I DON'T go, my friends might be injured when I could have possibly stopped it. I'll end up piling the blame on myself ( i dont know why I do that). So it is a lose-lose situation. I'll probably end up going, but I value your advice. Opinions?

calling us fools with your attitude on grades is very ironic. sure you have more semesters to pull it up...but an F counts as a 0...and you need certain courses to graduate = summer school to make it all up which = less of that fun you talk about Lol buddy, I still got time to pull them up. An f doesn't count as a 0..I live in america..Where do you live? What do you mean 0. This is dumb I'm done argueing about this. I do what I please mmk? I don't need people I don't know on the internet to lecture me about the way I live my life. an f does count as a 0 on your gpa and, wow this thread hasnt decended into the firey flaming of hell yet! w00t! You meant zero towards your GPA? I was thinking of more like 0 as in ZERO CREDIT in that class. What does that mean? It means that if you keep it up, you won't graduate. Good job aspiring to be a high-school drop-out.

My report card looks like this (just got it): Geometry: A English: A World History: A Science: A P.E: A Arabic 5: B- Religion: B+ and then...Art: C. I'm in ninth grade, and I know that this thing will hurt me. Fortunately, first quarter grades dont matter that much because they are averaged out with your second quarter and mid-terms (semester grade, basically). I seriously need to step it up...and get drawing.

Ever since the life-changing dig in Siberia, the world was never the same. The world was a more religious place, and the disbelievers were converted daily at the dig site. Due to irrefutable proof. *** I waited in the halls of this strange research facility. I had heard about the people who visited this place. Mindless, raving lunatics. They made no sense, and gave no information about what went on inside this place. This was an apparent ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâtourÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ of the conversion area. I wanted to see exactly what went on here. A guide finally arrived. He greeted me and others who were waiting for this ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹Ãâirrefutable proofÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢, and promptly led them through heavy sets of blast doors. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâThe hole,ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ said the guide. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâWhere we first made our encounterÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæwith them.ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ No one asked exactly what they encountered, because they were too busy staring at the giant pillar of flame behind what seemed to be two feet of glass. An occasional shadow could be seen within the pillar. There was a perpetual murmuring coming from the transparent barrier, the occasional scream; and cries for help. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâWhat is this?ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ I asked. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâI believe you know that this dig in Siberia cracked the crust to the lowest point humanity has ever gone, Mr., uh,ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ the guide checked his roster. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâNames arenÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t important,ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ I remarked, eager for information. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâThe Earth turned out to be hollow. This institution was seized by the local churches and mosques for one reason.ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâAnd that is?ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâIt is an opening into hell itself.ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâI donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t believe in the Devil.ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ At this point, a set of double-doors opened and a white-coated scientist entered the room. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâYou should,ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ the scientist said. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâWhy? Why do you believe in him?ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ The scientist chuckled. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâI? I believe in him because of course, I built his cage.ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ He tapped a remote control and a large rounded blast door opened. It was at least twenty stories high. Beyond a golden energy shield, a fifteen story high monster lurked. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâThis is our irrefutable evidence, kind sirs. Satan himself.ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ The thing was comprised entirely of humongous skulls, all gathered into one morbid ball. Underneath the skull-ball, were eight insectoid legs. Being an experienced shield theorist, I saw where the shield disabling interface was located. It was there incase too much nuclear energy bundled up within the golden barrier. A voice like thunder rumbled from beyond the force field. ItÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s front legs slammed against the shield, struggling for freedom. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâHow long do you think you can keep me in here? I have my followers. You will all pay! ALL OF YOU!ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ screamed the mass of skull and leg. The voice was full of murderous intent. I could see how these religious people converted others to their religion with this. The facility was meant for atheists to learn the truth. Oh, and did I mention that I am not and atheist? I can hear you asking, ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹Ãâthen why are you there?ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ll tell you: I am a Satanist. I ran to the disabling interface and tapped a few keys. The shield flickered off.

There's no such thing as one reality, because different people/things percieve different things. Though I guess, to an individual, reality is what the majority of the society you are in understands is 'real'. And if you dont conform, you're considered insane or mentally ill.

I personally liked that passage alot... It makes you think of all the unknowns in our universe.

Hmm, what if we're caught in a cycle? Right now, we are post-bang. What if the Big Crunch arrives, gathering up all the matter that had once been expelled? And then blowing up again? So maybe our universe has no beginning, nor end. Even if thats a really hard concept to grasp.

Recently I've been saying "Indeed" everyday. ...Dunno why.