According to a random feature I turned on a couple weeks ago during the advertisement thing, the forums now display people who have a birthday, if they've
bothered to put that info in their profile. And by chance I happened to glance down at the bottom of the page to see that today's birthday person is
Hotpoint. So, happy birthday, Hotpoint!
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.

Well, this is it, the last day at the beach. Just checking in again. See you all tomorrow night, when we get back home.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.

I. MUST. HAVE. THIS. SHIRT.

Hypothesis: Current scientific thought suggests we have already achieved max rocking level.

Perhaps max-rocking levels could be radically increased with creation of 30ft tall motion controlled guitar thrashing robot simulacrum.

Result: We rocked the fuck out.

SCIENCE!!

That is all.

A widow and a mystic meet on a balcony.

"So it is done. The killers shall feel agony beyond that of any living. And perhaps, beyond that of any of the dead. I have seen to that," the mystic
says, gruff and to the point.

The widow nods, a single elegant gesture as she purses black lips in thought. "I could say I was grateful, but your punishment of them means little to me.
Only his safety, and that was assured by another."

"Indeed. His savior has great power. He'll go far within the organization. Perhaps he is the one that DESTINY calls for."

"You would wish it so, would you not?" the widow says, looking over at him. "Better he than the one who smashed your dreams."

"Perhaps, perhaps not. Your Fortunatas already suspect that DESTINY applies to many instead of one, do they not?"

"Indeed," she says with an amused smile. "There are many that could be the sacrifice Lord Recluse seeks."

"Will you protect yours, even after they foiled your own plans?"

"...perhaps. They are useful."

"And because you've come to care for them. As you have for Wretch."

"You overstep yourself. I am long dead, and the dead cannot change. I cared for Wretch as I died, and I care for him now. Beyond that, everything is my
best efforts to serve Arachnos, as I am bound."

"Hmm. Perhaps if you cannot change, one day Arachnos will," he said, looking out over the lights of Grandville.

"A coup, my poor deluded peer? So soon after your failure? Recluse would put your head on a pike for future generations to look upon."

"No....no, not I. I may spite Recluse by proxy, but I no longer have the will for such a gamble. But one day, one may rise who does. When Arachnos changes
from within, will you still remain?"

"I am bound to it, Scirocco. I must. But your optimism is misplaced. One who could topple Lord Recluse would never be so noble."

"Perhaps...perhaps not. You say Arachnos cannot change, just as you cannot change, yet you do. You care for the Wretch, and you serve Arachnos best as you
are, yet you tried to convince him to leave you for his own good and you yearned for a mortal's life once more. And you say you care nothing for your
servants, yet you still protect them after they foiled your attempt to return to the mortal coil. You are changing, as impossible as that may seem. And I
believe if you can change, then so can this bastion of villainy."

She stands, looking at him with dead eyes, silent against his words as the mystic turns to the door.

"We all change, for better or worse. And despite my failure, I believe that there is still change for the better to be had. When it comes, what will you
do, oh Pale Light in the Darkness? Will you stay the same, as you claim? Or will your perspective be born anew?"

The mystic retreats inside the fortress from the storm coming in upon the Rogue Isles, but long into the rain-streaked night does the widow remain, silent,
upon the balcony.
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"Oh, silver blade, forged in the depths of the beyond. Heed my summons and purge those who stand in my way. Lay
waste."

http://www.variety.com/article/VR111798 ... id=14&cs=1

Quote:MTV is doing the time warp on a remake of 1975 cult classic "The Rocky Horror Picture Show."

Lou Adler, exec producer of the original film, is partnering with BermanBraun and Fox Television Studios on the new rendition.

Two-hour remake will use the original screenplay by Jim Sharman and Richard O'Brien but may also include music not featured in the original.

Helmer and casting decisions have yet to be announced.

So a group of us did the Mender Silos TF tonight. Ankh, myself, Uni, MD, Wire, and Sweno.

Now, because of that number of players, we got the AV spawn of the Jade Spider at the end. Which has a nasty habit of coming back to life and spamming psi
damage(Sylia took 320, per second, at 300 yards) after you kill it the first time.

The thing is, Ankh didn't recall it being this hard the last time she'd played the TF, on an *eight* person team. She couldn't remember exactly why
it wasn't, though, so we didn't really have much to go on.

So I'm putting out a question here for anyone who may have recently(or memorably) defeated the Psi-Spam Spider, so we might find out if anyone knows how
it's actually possible.
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"Oh, silver blade, forged in the depths of the beyond. Heed my summons and purge those who stand in my way. Lay
waste."

I couldn't find this one listed so how about Weird Al's "The Night Santa Went Crazy"?

Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys

For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys

When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death

Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath

From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo

Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo

And he smiled and said, with a twinkle in his eye,

"Merry Christmas to all, now you're all gonna die!"

The night Santa went crazy

The night St. Nick went insane

Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal

Something finally must have snapped in his brain

Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it

Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet

And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage

And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage

He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger

And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddie Krueger

And he picked up a flamethrower and barbecued Blitzen

And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like chicken!"

The night Santa went crazy

The night Kris Kringle went nuts

Now you can't hardly walk around the North Pole

Without steppin' in reindeer guts

There's the National Guard and the F. B. I.

There's a van from the Eyewitness News

And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky

And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin'

And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why?

My my my my my my

You used to be such a jolly guy

Yes, Virginia, now Santa's doing time

In a federal prison for his infamous crime

Hey, little friend, now don't you cry no more tears

He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years

But now Vixen's in therapy and Donner's still nervous

And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service

And they say Mrs. Claus, she's on the phone every night

With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights

They're talkin 'bout the night Santa went crazy

The night St. Nicholas flipped

Broke his back for some milk and cookies

Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped

Wo, the night Santa went crazy

The night St. Nick went insane

Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal

Something finally must have snapped in his brain

Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain

Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain

I'm thinking Santa shows up "covered with ammo, like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo" and starts taking out everything in sight. You
wouldn't want to use it near friends but, other than that, there'll be a jolly ol' time to be had by all! ^_^

Edit--Added link to video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HTGlUMvbhSw

It was spelled "Robetech" but pronounced exactly the same.

So, yeah.

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Epsilon

Do they accept overweight 30 years old in the destroid pilot program?

http://www.kelestia.com/?q=node/285]Robin Crossby, creator of Harn, succumbed to cancer today.

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Rob Kelk
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Rob Kelk
"Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose
them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of
the same sovereign, servants of the same law."

- Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012

More data tomorrow...

... or if you really can't wait, go ahead and backtrack to my photobucket gallery, but my time on the l;ibrary 'chine I can actually post from is about up.
Story too! But for that, you'll have to wait, it's not on P.B.

- CD
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"Anko, what you do in your free time is your own choice. Use it wisely. And if you do not use it wisely, make sure you thoroughly enjoy whatever unwise thing you are doing." - HymnOfRagnorok as Orochimaru at SpaceBattles
woot Med. Eng., verb, 1st & 3rd pers. prsnt. sg. know, knows