Necromagus

Ehrm... am I missing something?

If these would have been serious attempts, they might have fit in the media board. Right now, they're just... well... :roll:

Well, it's hard to beat Final Fantasy when it comes to quality music, but I think the way the music is used is important as well. For example, in Eternal Darkness: Sanity's Requiem, as you confront more monsters you'll begin to lose your sanity, which can cause many strange things to happen ranging from a tilted camera angle to faked hardware malfunctions. The background music plays along with this in a very subtle way, but it really enhances the atmosphere.

They're US-based right now. Besides, they've been political from the start, with songs like P.L.U.C.K.. Also, if a governement's actions have a worldwide effect, do you still only have a right to protest if you're from that country?

Preaching to the choir...

I've been using Windowblinds 4 for ages, but I haven't gotten around to updating 5 yet. The current skin I'm using has the nifty feature of having a winamp remote built into the title bar of every window.

Hard return is hitting the enter after every period. It's the difference between this: And this:

Knowing CAD's target audience, I doubt it will be 'free' before long :P

They're Armenians living in America :P Anyway, I've bought the album today, but I haven't had time to listen to it yet...

I'm assuming you're talking about NFS Underground 1 and 2? There are about a dozen Need for Speed games in total, not just the one that were put out by EA...

Part 13 In a cold, wet scream, Tetra awoke. Her eyes snapped open as she inhaled deeply, but something was blocking her mouth and she nearly blacked out. In a blind panic she thrashed around on the floor, until the pain in her joints and the throbbing in her head almost overwhelmed her. Finally she forced herself to calm down, breathing deeply through her nose. She nearly gagged from the smell, but it was the only way she could breathe. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅIÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢m sorry if I disturbed your beauty sleep, but youÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ve been napping for two days now and IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ve been dieing to get some answers out of you.ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

Wikipedia seems to disagree with you: Besides, since when do you have to be from a country to have a right to have an opinion about it? Anyway, I'll probably pick up the album once I get the money, although from the songs I've streamed it does sound nice enough...

This might be helpful. Just look a band up, and the bands around it should be similar.

Part 12 Behind the safety of three inches of bullet-proof glass, the Supervisor and the Chirurgeon observed Pentos as he danced through the training room, dodging the endless streams of bullets that were flung at him by the machineguns mounted on the wall. He moved about effortlessly, proving that the Chirurgeon had done a perfect job in building him. Even now his creator watched, a strange glint of affection in her eyes. Meanwhile, the Supervisor was more interested in the report in his hands. It held a series of tactical dilemmas inspired by some of the great battles of human history. Pentos had solved them all within an hour after waking up. Had the construct been in command then, human history would have progressed quite differently indeed. Despite the DoctorÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s treason, the reconstruction of PentosÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ mind had been as perfect as the construction of his body. Still, the Supervisor was not a happy man. The phone call had come in the middle of the night. This irked the Supervisor, who wasnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t used to having his daily routine disturbed, especially if the disturbance meant bad news. The team that had been following Tetra reported that she had had contact with a priest. Furious at their failure to stop Tetra from contacting the outside world he ordered the team to eliminate the priest and intercept the rogue agent. Half an hour later came the second phone call, again with bad news. The team had found TetraÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s tracking device, still covered in the dark fluids that replaced her blood. The serrated lid of a tin can, glinting with the same substance, indicated that she had cut the device out of her arm. The team followed the trail of spatters for about twenty yards, but by that time the wound had been knitted shut and they lost their track. With no idea where she could have gone, the Supervisor had no choice but to dispatch more teams and hope for the best. This was bad. This was very bad. The FacilityÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s cloak of a medical research institute was flawless, but there were always conspiracy nuts out there just looking for a good story to hunt, and a bio engineered humanoid walking the streets was just such a story. Still, his team was good at what it did, and he doubted Tetra would remain out there for more than a few days. The Supervisor was pulled from his musings by the sound of a dozen bullets connecting with the glass. He looked up and saw that Pentos was already on the other side of the room, still moving. The glass had barely been dented. As he turned his eyes to the report again, the Chirurgeon spoke up. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅHave the cleaners returned Tetra yet?ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

The story looks very nice, although it would be a bit easier to read if you didn't end every sentence with a hard return. It would make it a little easier on the eyes, and it would be a shame if what like a very promising story would be ruined by the fact that it's not comfortable to read.

I wouldn't do that. Basically tuning a cheap car to look like a better one just makes it look stupid, not cool. If I was you, I'd rather save 10 years to buy it than tune a cheaper one look a bit like that. I think you need to finetune your sarcasm detector ;)

Now don't get me wrong. Power metal is one of my favourite genres. I can tolerate cheesiness like Hammerfall's Way of the Warrior. I'll even defend Dream Evil's Book of Heavy Metal. However, the line has to be drawn somewhere, and for me the line will be drawn here. It's the video of the song 'Ancient Forest of Elves by Luca Turilli, the guitarist of Rhapsody. Over the years I've built up a high tolerance for this sort of stuff, but this is just too much. Ignoring the fact that the music is mediocre at best, it is one of the most rediculous music videos I've seen in years. Grown men prancing around in a forest wearing cloaks and tights and wielding plastic swords and shields? With LARP-commercials like this for music videos, how are we ever supposed to be taken seriously?

Think of it like a cornered animal. Even the most civilized human still has the instincts of fight or flight. His attacks weren't exactly coordinated. For example, anyone with any basic combat experience will tell you that you shouldn't pull your enemy back up when he's down, which is exactly what Thomas did. I tried to show that his attacks weren't exactly great feats of strength and ability, more the actions of a desperate man fighting for his life.

Writer's block? Wassat? ^_^ Part 11 Thomas smiled as he walked down the street. New boots, a cleaned and stitched up wound, and still a few dollars to spare. For the first time in weeks, Thomas smiled, even though the boots were second hand and the wound was stitched with simple thread in stead of silk. It was still far more luxury than he was used to. Even the weather was dry enough to permit him a cigarette on his walk home. When Thomas reached the front door he threw away the cigarette bud, rubbing out with the sole of his boot. The inside still smelt faintly of cabbage and urine, but the cigarette smoke numbed his nasal passages enough to block it out. Even the fact that the elevators were out of order didnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t put a dent in his good mood. Compared to what he was used to, his new boots made it feel like he was walking on air. When Thomas finally reached his floor, something raised his suspicion. The door to his apartment was slightly ajar, even though he was sure he had locked it when he left. If he hadnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t been smoking, he would have smelled the scent of freshly mown hay that hung about the hallway. Now he simply stepped inside, a surge of adrenalin preparing his body for a confrontation with whoever might await him inside. Kneeling inside the mouldy closet, Tetra peered through a crack in the wood. She could see Thomas stepping into the apartment, glancing around. Earlier that day she had snuck inside, but she had been too panicked and confused to remember to cover her tracks. Still, all was not lost. She held her breath as Thomas crept closer. She would strike him down. She would kill him. She would complete her mission, and then she would beg her superiors for forgiveness. Closer. Closer. Three steps. Two steps. One step. Now. The muscles in her legs uncoiled, and she launched herself forward. His clothes on the floor, the bottle in the kitchen and his battered and broken furniture, everything seemed to be in place. However, this was not what he was concerned about. The only thing that mattered to him was his Dream machine, which should be tucked away safely in its hidden compartment in the wall. He hurried towards it, cursing himself for wasting his money on trivial things like new clothes and medical care when he might have to replace his machine now. He was so caught up in his panic that he never heard the cracking of the planks in his wardrobe until it was too late. Clutching to the section of wood that just a moment ago been a wardrobe door Tetra launched herself forward, battering Thomas to the floor. The wood broke on impact and Tetra rode the two pieces to the floor with Thomas trapped underneath. She heard him let out a muffled scream and curse, but she forced herself to ignore it. Die, Thomas Gaelen. Die. You have to die. I will kill you now, and then they will take me back. They will not dismantle me if I kill you, so you will have to die for me. For his part, Thomas refused to go quietly into the void. Tetra was stronger than he was, but he was heavier and had the advantage of momentum. The moment his shoulders connected with the floor he shifted his weight backwards, throwing his legs up in the air and causing Tetra to loose control of her forward motion. She connected head first with the floor, and she felt something pop in her neck. Immediately her artificial glands responded, releasing endorphins into her bloodstream. However, the process distracted her too long to allow her to prevent Thomas from striking back. He pulled her up roughly by her right arm, using it as a lever to fling her towards the couch. Had she been human, Tetra would have collided with it and probably be knocked out or at least winded by the impact. However, her superior reflexes allowed her to regain control of her forward motion. In stead of stumbling she was now running, and in stead of colliding with the couch she put her foot on it and kicked off, sending her fist first in ThomasÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s direction. Her aim was perfect, and the impact landed squarely on his face, cracking his nose and sending him to the floor. Tetra didnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t relent, landing on top of Thomas and pinning him between her legs. She forced one hand under the back of his head and placed the other on his jaw. One motion. One quick pull would shatter the manÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s spine, He would die instantly , and she would be back in good graces with her superiors. As she tried to command her arms to move, to complete the action, she couldnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t help but stare in her victimÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s eyes. She could see fear, and as she struggled to remain in control she felt his warm blood trickle from his nose onto the hand on his jaw. A jaw that was moving, producing a weak, gargling sound. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅPleaseÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâæÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

I filled out something similar like this on my Lj a few months ago: Opening credits: Haggard - Cantus Firmus in A Minor Waking up: Asrai - Pale Light Average day: Nightwish - Crownless First date: Leave's Eyes - New Found Land Falling in love: Visions Of Atlantis - Lovebearing Storm Love scene: For My Pain... - Dancer In The Dark Fight scene: Dream Evil - Invisible Breaking up: Children Of Bodom - Mask Of Sanity Getting back together: Sonata Arctica - Shamandalie Secret love: Aina - Serendipity Life's okay: DragonForce - Starfire Mental breakdown: Apocalyptica - Hall Of The Mountain King Driving: Avantasia - The Final Sacrifice Learning a lesson: After Forever - My Choice Deep thought: Within Temptation - Running Up That Hill Flashback: Concerto Moon - Live On The Memory Partying: Finntroll - Svampfest Happy dance: Tenacious D - Explosivo Regreting: Blackmore's Night - Diamonds And Rust Long night alone: Rainbow - Ariel Death scene: Tristania - Angina Closing credits: Theatre Of Tragedy - Velvet Darkness They Fear

Shoutcast.com if you have winamp, it's quite easy to find a radio station for whatever genre you're looking for :)

If Andrew sees those, you could risk a ban for evading the chat filter. Other than that, they're really nice videos :)

You can find the link to the flash file in the page source. I'd paste it here for you, but flash files are blocked by the censor.

Definiately not my first choice, but I suppose he's earned it either way...

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