DarthTofu

I already suggested that he take my own back-up rank of "Lesser God," though he claimed to have a good rank already thought up; In fact, I think he told me what it was, but I've forgotten and I deleted the PM because I needed some more space in there... Ah, well.

Alright, I'm a bit ticked right now; I uploaded all of my video clips, imported music and voiceover stuff in all of the right formats for Windows Movie Maker, and then, as soon as I tried to move audio clips to the story board (The part that shows where what audio and video goes where) there's a system crash for Windows Movie Maker, and it informs me that it needs to shut down. I have all of the audio in MP3 format, which WMM is supposed to support, but it won't. Same goes for MP4s. I can try one of two things, now; A) Convert all audio to WAV format (Pain in the neck) B) Suck it up and download version 2.0 of WMM on my computer and learn to use all of the newfangled technology in it. It'll probably be the latter, but I still just wish that the original would have worked as advertised...

Ah, now we get into one of the good things about the EU; was Luke's Jedi training really fully Jedi training? Years are spent developing the young ones back in the days of the New Republic, but Kenobi and Yoda had only, what, a month between themselves to train him up? They taught Luke that which he needed to survive and to fulfill his destiny, primarily combat techniques; The Jedi, as non-aggressors, had much more to their training than this, obviously, as well as the full philosophy and moral decisions and all that. Luke was honed into a warrior more than anything else, thus, while he strives to be a passive Jedi and, I argue, he is (as indicated by his training of other passive Jedi), he was never trained to be as much, but was trained to be a warrior. @Jahled: Huh, so I'm not the only one who thinks that when they watch the make out scenes in movies... (Luckiest bastards: Tom Cruise, Nickolas Cage, Orlando Bloom, Johnny Depp, Hayden Christiansen...)

lol, good to see I'm not the only one who doesn't check their post count very often! Granted, that's because mine changes by a factor of ten posts or more almost daily, but still... Congratulations, Jahled! *Raises glass* Here's to five thousand posts and five thousand more! (Not counting however many Jahled had before the server crashed/was swapped to this one from an older one) @Def: Damn. I've officially been out-MS painted!

Haha! The first and last links are great! I've seen a few of those LOTL pics, but I figured that they were just photoshops in most cases; very impressive stuff, sitting five on a motorcycle! On a random note, shooting of Road Trip from Hell has commenced! (For those of you who do not recall what this is, please check the Random Creative Writings thread) Most of the Pilot has been shot though, unfortunately, one of the actors has flown off to visit family, forcing the two remaining actors to switch to our backup. Other Chris has been replaced with Todd. Scenes left to shoot: The 7/11 scene. I'm going to do some editing of what I have once the camera has recharged once more. Forty minutes of filming and reviewing what was shot was not, unfortunately, enough.

Thank you Tofu. You may be the Prince of Spam. Gracious of you. I still say you ought to tend bar, seeing as I recall a certain picture from your New Year's Eve Party with something like twenty percent of a liquor store loaded into your cart.... You could also see about getting a job as a Star Wars promoter in Switzerland; convince LucasArts that, under you management, you can convince the Swiss to release Chocolate Death Stars- tasty and a legal loophole; being a Death Star, the children should have realized that it would destroy their teeth!

Thanks so much for those lovely images, guys. Really. I think I'll go introduce my breakfast to the toilet, now.

Sirius was his Godfather, his parents were, obviously, his parents, and Lupin was a link back to the time of his parents; all four were family or close enough to be as much, and when Harry called them back, he treated them as such. I think Mad-Eye and Fred and Tonks were just good friends of his and such. As for why he didn't bring Dumbledore back; he felt betrayed by the old headmaster. Dumbledore had essentially led him to the slaughter, and Snape put it, thus Harry wouldn't have had much comfort from seeing him.

I specifically avoided forming expectations for what would happen as much as possible so far as who would live and who would die. Pettigrew, Snape, and Voldemort were on my list from the start, and couldn't be removed no matter how hard I tried to erase them from my slate of characters I was sure would fall. Midway through the book, however, I got that really hopeless feeling that Voldemort would win in the end, and started to think that Harry might die. Lupin was one of the characters that I was most afraid for, and in the end my fear was warranted; being the last marauder, I was fairly certain he would fall. Harry, though, my ideas of whether he would live or die floated up and down with each chapter; come The Forest Again I was almost certain he'd die, even though there were still two more chapters and the epilogue left in the book. I was terrified pretty much from the start of the Battle of Hogwarts on out that people would die, and was pained with each death, though surprisingly enough, it was more of a dull "damn" when Lupin and Tonks fell. Collin Creevy was another one of those dull thuds of deaths as well. But I've strayed well away from the question; I never knew if Harry would live or die, and read the book through so fast that I didn't even try to determine if he would live or not.

... All as a result of our prodding, proving that we truly are spam kings. Since you managed to direct it to your home country, though, I suppose I've no choice but to conceed the title of Spam King to you, Mad. Though I still contend that it's only because you had a head start!

Remind the slimy git that you can sue him for booting you out after you paid the security as well. What a prick! Still, it turned out for the better, and that's all that counts.

What I wonder is what you search for to find the source animations for your shopping...

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I'm undressing you with my eyes, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I'm still undressing you with my eyes, though, man alive, I hate you... I couldn't exactly help the stream of thoughts as it went through my mind, and truth be told, I didn't care to. This Jedi woman, Omen, was practically forcing me to march point, though on the upside, she kept the heavy pack behind us suspended in midair, preventing me from having to shoulder it as well. I was surprised to see her taking that sort of initiative as few Hapan women I had met would consent to so much as look at anything that needed carrying when a man was around to pamper them, yet she wasn't so much as casting me a dirty look over shouldering the burden. Then again, she wasn't exactly "shouldering" it, what with her mystical little Force, and I couldn't be certain that the dirty looks she kept sending my way didn't include that she had to carry a heavy pack. I'd only assumed that they had to do with the choice comments I'd made about the whole of the Hapes cluster, her ancestry (I'd particularly enjoyed that one), and the meddlesome role of the Jedi in this war. I turned a corner and held up a fist when my helmet gave a soft ping within to indicate that one of more life forms were now within a twenty meter radius of us. It could mean that we were one floor down from where we would encounter resistance, it could mean that we were about to encounter it, or it could mean both. I flattened myself against the dilapidated duracrete wall of what had once been a hall leading through old, dingy rental rooms that I was almost certain had looked just as bad six or seven months ago, before the planet was taken. Keeping both blasters pointed in front of me (I'd never seen any point in aiming at the cieling when you were better off hitting something in the event of an accidental discharge) I swung around the wall and stared- into an old, under-cleaned refresher that appeared to have backed up some time ago. Apparently the life forms I'd detected were above. Omen appeared behind me, wrinkled her nose, and said, "I can understand why you'd be afraid of that, really, I can, but it isn't about to kill you. Should I go get your mommy and-" "Quiet." I breathed the word, but put as much menace as I could into it, the silent promise of protracted death if one went too far. "Oh, is mommy gone for Krassus? Get used to it. You probably had a mother and a father for at least a little while, unlike some of the world." I laughed bitterly. "Oh, I've got a whole damned family who's just dying to see me half the time." I pointed up. "Now, then, if you wouldn't mind shutting your fat trap, there's something up there that may or may not be friendly. If it's like Hohass-" "Just call him Runt, already. It's much easier." "If it's anything like Hohass told us," I repeated, stressing the humanoid's name, "There should only be Shapers tending to the roots. While disposing of them wouldn't be an issue-" "There would still be the slightly suspicious residue of a couple of dead shapers with blaster wounds and lightsaber scarring, yes," she finished. "The only trouble is how, exactly, we get through unseen to plant whatever this is." I nodded slowly. "Well, fortunately we don't need to leave it behind. A large backpack clipped to a root would be pretty conspicuous. So far as I can tell, the larger part is a fairly non-reactive chemical. Only a few things react with it, but when they do, they do so violently. This," I held up a small rectangular box roughly as large as the palm of my hand, "is chock-full of one of those things that reacts with it. The backpack drains the chemical into the building's system, where it gets mixed in with food and treated as nutrients, being stored throughout the body as the Vong-life equivelant of fat. If we need to get rid of the plant," I tapped the little box. "all we have to do is send some of this in. Instant fire wherever the other stuff is stored." Omen looked at me skeptically, then shook her head, as if exhasperated when talking to a small child who was insisting that Luke Skywalker and Princess Leia had not, in fact, been brother and sister, but father and daughter. It set her black hair swaying in an almost hypnotising effect, back and forth behind her head and thin, gentle body. "Idiot." The illusion was broken instantly. "This only works once the food's been stored as fat. This thing is hyper-matabolizing, growing as quickly as it can. The chemical will be broken down into its individual elements almost right away. Are all men this stupid, or is it just you and Runt?" I smiled coldly. "Stupid is in the eye of the beholder." "What?" "You don't know how the Vong-life works. It hyper-matabolizes, yes, but it does so differantly from the life you're used to. Everything is converted to fat or fat equivelant as quickly as possible. That's then burned when it's to be used, thus it's actually making use of what it ingested yesterday rather than what it's being fed to today. Today's food is tommorow's din-din." I smirked. "Biology wasn't your best subject, was it?" "The Force is life, biology is the study of life. I know plenty about biology, just more about this universe's biology than theirs." I smirked even wider, even though it wouldn't show; I'd never had to constrain my facial expressions before, thus I didn't. "Reproductive biology in particular?" Her eyes narrowed even farther, and I imagined that if not for the helmet, I'd have been slapped by now. I pointed to the old, no-longer-working turbolift. "Going up?" OOC: Yeah, Krassus is a sexist asshat. He's supposed to be.

2081 was the best I could get. I'm just not good at that style of game, I guess... That game reminds me a lot of the [url=http://www.lethalpenguin.net/games/index.php?series=1http://Penguin series of games.

I like that idea, Eagle. Since Mad has already signed up, we'll know to look for that specific name, but with everyone else we can just type in "SWR" and the search should automatically show us everyone who's online. Simple!

You could probably tend bar...

Alright, cool. When do we play, and what will our screen names be if we find that ours are taken? I've apparently made "DarthTofu" a popular screen name, as in a couple of the places I've been it's been blanked out. If I can't use my forum name, check for me under "Lesser God"/ "Lesser_God"/"LesserGod." I kinda like that name. If that doesn't work, I'll go with some form of Krassus Ordo, my dude from the RP.

Good to hear, Rob! Now be sure to look up the old landlord's actual address and egg it after a sufficient amount of time has passed for him to forget about you. Cue Tex to mention something about what Texans do to annoying landlords. I hope those brothers are cool; Not having a brother I have no idea if brothers generally get along with one another or not, so here's hoping you don't get caught in the middle of a family soap opera every few days.

*salutes* "Happy birthday. You're one year closer to dying."- Rat Here's to thirty-some odd years of Jahled and animated gifs of small, furry animals.*Raises glass and takes a large step outside of the U.S. to where he isn't under age*

Yeesh, these guys must all have lives or something! They have eighteen bugs, now- their production levels are lower than the Reloaded team's on New Years (No offense meant to the marvelous Reloaded team or Team Gizka)

SAND?! That's with SAND?!? Bloody hell! Reminds me of that chalk optical illusion stuff I posted here a while back. Brilliant!

@Kryt: I figured that out pretty quick when only half of those abilities appeared on my game. @Rob: Hereis a just-about-full list of cheats for the gamecube version. I could have sworn Gamecube had the same cheat, but it must have been X-box.

@Eagle: Thank you. @Mad: Firstly, what did you expect from one of my home movies? Didn't you read the Road Trip from Hell scripts?!? Secondly, great links- I laughed my face off at that first one! Poor kid... Edit: Reminds me of this prank! It would've scared the pants off of me if I hadn't known that it was coming already... http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/subliminal

Nothing terribly big- I'm hoping to score a position in the cafe at Barnes and Noble, where they told me there was an opening about two weeks ago. I had a family reunion for one week, though, and I've only just gotten my "past emloyer's" permission to site delivering a bunch of fliers as a previous job, and a friend's dad to site that I was an alright guy if they called him for a background check on me. I still have to go check with my neighbor about him being the third person...

I wish I could find those bio-degradable bags at the store, but everywhere I search I can't find them. My neighbor has a dog and uses her for "fertalizer" if you catch my drift, but she really likes our yard better. While he's pretty good about coming over with a shovel and nabbing anything she left behind, it's hard to get everything, and you really don't want to run over a pile of dog crap with the lawn mower. I would just use my own shovel, but unfortunately the handle on that broke in two after about ten years in service to the house I live in, and it hasn't been replaced yet...