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  1. Since im at work i may as well write one of my own :D

    The distant thunderous clap of heavy artillery and bolter spray clashing with a tinny thud against armor clad bodies, the occasional stray bullet puck against the walls of his barracks, the echo of orders barked to the frontlines all prolonging his awakened slumber as if soothing familiar sounds of his childhood were caressing his eardrums. He knew the will of the Imperator was being brought down upon the masses. The symphony of purity cleansing heresy in wave after wave of blood. His time would soon come.

    It started with silence. Deafening silence. He knew this would be his time. As the hair on the back of his neck stood on end he couldn't help but smile. As a deep heavy repetitive thud grew near, the sound of a mechanical beast became evident. Comrades call to withdraw to the turrets and defend home base over the intercoms followed by the call to ready the praetorian guard. This would be a fine day indeed.

    5 men gather, broad smiles and perfect posture, the excitement more than obvious. As civilians escorted by enlisted take cover in bunkers and hangars at either side of their outpost the 5 guardsmen stand boldly at the entrance to the camp. The enemy's intrusion a direct blight against the Imperator himself. As the massive mechanized unit finally realized that these weren't ordinary soldiers. These were the ghosts of grim fairy tales told since childhood. These are the demons that had slain countless of their heretic comrades. These were the Praetorian guard. These 5 men of flesh and blood merely standing, smiling, were enough to caused the intrusion to halt, but it had been too late. Those opposing the Imperator were dead the moment they were born, or as it were in the minds of the Praetorians facing them. It was now their time to put them in their place, as nature had intended since that moment.

    Like a mirage on the horizon, as fast as they'd appeared the Praetorians standing guard had vanished. Silence. The deafening quiet that had marked the begin of what seemed the turn of the battle against the Imperator's armies now brought back to them, but these, the heretical forces of evil would not have such luck as to posses the strength, piety, expertise as the men of nightmares and legends alike. Just as the heavy machinery began to advance once more one of the tremendous titans groans fourth, as wind whistles thru metal conduits the iron beast falls to the ground with an earth shattering crush that made the ground quake for miles. All that could be seen was a single man pulling a crimson laden blade from the tiny cockpit so high from the ground, jumping away and disappearing into the billowing dust emanating from the scene. As the others realize what had befallen their comrade they spray heavy rounds over the entire scene, attempting in vain to hit a target roughly half the size of one of their poorly made bullets. Little did they realize each of the 5 were mockingly sitting atop their heads, disappointed at the lack of a challenge. Their hopes to impress the Imperator this day may have been premature, after all, how could a race devoid of his divine judgment accomplish a feat worthy of a challenge. With a bolter in hand he taps on the tempered glass infront of the enemy. He could see it in his eyes, the man knew his life was at an end. A short burst of bolter fire shattered the glass with ease, turning the terrifying machine into an intricate coffin.

    One by one the enemy machines fall, the battlefield riddles with bodies and scrap metal, another day's work done as the members of the guard return to their chambers to pray that the cleansed souls find their way.

  2. No, killing you is victory enough. Killing you over and over again is flat out trollin'.

    Theres a flaw in your statement. How can someone without skill blackscreen us at all? Oh wait, you meant blackscreened by us. Makes much more sense.

  3. I have secured the funds necessary to go already, got my ticket, from here its just making spending money and trying to get enough to buy paintball gear, a laptop, and a new car. lol

    if i make $4000 between now and then (after taxes ect) not including this week's paycheck.

    $120 will go to gas roughly

    $180 to insurance

    $360 to food (30 a week)

    $230 to videogames

    $200 random crap bills

    bout $1090 ranom expenses.

    $300 for paintball gear

    $400 for a laptop

    $1000 down on a used car

    $500 first 2 payments

    $2200 optional payments

    $3290 total expenses.

    leaves $710 spending money at AC

    already have $600 saved (100 room, 200 transportation, 100 food, 200 spending money)

    wildcard: $400 tax return coming my way.

    Wildcard: comissions on loans (anywhere from 0 if i'm lazy to $12,000 if i'm lucky)

    I'm thinkin im good to go.

    oh and i have like $500 in other random bank accounts. tho thats likely going towards videogames and clothes. lol

  4. IRL Name:

    -John Patch

    Age:

    -22

    Trip Decision Status:

    -Going

    Admittance Purchased?:

    -Yes

    Hotel, Housing:

    -Lestat's room

    Transportation To Pennsylvania:

    -Either train or new car if i get one between now and then.

    Transportation At Pennsylvania:

    -Shuttle or new car.

    Transportation From Pennsylvania:

    -Train or new car

    Costume?:

    -nah

    Planned Luggage:

    -Clothes, dagger, phone, toothbrush, hairbrush, laptop (if i buy one between now and then)

    Packed:

    -Clothes already packed. Lol

    Notes:

    -Hoping to take a bullet for Aryte. Was disapointed last year. Maby this time he'll start something with someone.

  5. Never played. Shoot me the rental prices. Likely a yes from me.

    Tho i have no idea what i'd be doing or what i need, me and my friends shoot the crap out of eachother with airsoft guns, and i've fired a paintball gun.

    If i need to drop $300 on gear before I go that's a posibility.

    I'm pretty acurate, good at getting rediculous shots like hitting someone's elbow behind a tree across a field. lol

  6. Lol where do you work at that you need your hair greased Kytec? Or do you just have really long hair? I can't remember what your RL picture looked like...

    Mortgage agency. and

    1205081543ya5.jpg

    thats me, before i shaved

  7. An email I thought worth posting -

    In addition to communicating with the local Air Traffic Control, all aircraft in the Persian Gulf AOR are required to give the Iranian Air Defense Radar (military) a ten minute 'heads up' if they will be transiting Iranian airspace.

    This is a common procedure for commercial aircraft and involves giving them your call sign, transponder code, type aircraft, and points of origin and destination.

    I just flew with a guy who overheard this conversation on the VHF Guard (emergency) frequency 121.5 MHz while flying from Europe to Dubai. It's too good not to pass along. The conversation went something like this...

    Air Defense Radar: 'Unknown aircraft at (location unknown), you are in Iranian airspace. Identify yourself.'

    Aircraft: 'This is a United States aircraft. I am in Iraqi airspace.'

    Air Defense Radar: 'You are in Iranian airspace. If you do not depart our airspace we will launch interceptor aircraft!'

    Aircraft: 'This is a United States Marine Corps FA-18 fighter. Send 'em up, I'll wait!'

    Air Defense Radar: (no response .... total silence)

    i lol'd

  8. We've all been in that situation, someone flaming on a forum, or assuming they know it all in ims.

    Lets hear your best comeback. That phraze that made you go, whoa, he's gotta feel that. and laugh your ass off.

    Earlier today someone was talking about people needing to get banned in a videogame for mass exploiting a bug that they were fully aware of an impending server roll back as a result, and continued to enjoy it while it lasted. Once i proved him obnoxious I ended with this.

    Also Your expertise of pve in a game renown for its pvp is a testament to all of us. We should all be so lucky as to find a way to go out of our way to master something so irrelevant as killing computer AI better than everyone around you. Why, i might even go as far as to say you are a legend. Much like a 1000 lb man having a makeshift flatbed truck drive him through a mcdonalds drive through to appease his insatiable mastery of burgers.

  9. What should the ambasadors to friendly sims be -doing- there? Seems like its just hanging out most of the time. Is there something we should be inspiring between the groups, or just making friends so they know who to ask for small favors or little defenses.

  10. Here is your prime example. I can probably build if i put my mind to it, but i don't build, i cant script past changing numbers and seeing what happens untill it does what i want. If it doesn't exist on google i'm usually at a loss. But i'm 2ic.

    I inspire people to be great. I sit down with people and reassure them they can sucede. I can lead any group to victory based on faith, persistence, and will alone. I think up way to develop skills through combat and repetative or innovative training designs and dish them out the the guard and other participants throughout the group regularly. I devote my time to not only being onsim and defending against baddies I memorized the handbook and help keep order by relaying that to others in an understandable and common sensical way. I have averted disasters by listening, and brought them upon the enemy by commanding. I have written reviews and given examples and ideas to those who were at a loss.

    Moreover, I just put this thread into perspective.

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