Jahled

Elvis, I will SPOCK you for that! I have given you loads of firepower over the years (by and large, still hosted) to make witty comebacks when you feel agrieved. I will give you the Jahled APPLY YOUR FORCE POWER BRAINWAVE WOO-HAR stern look, and suggest in this case you should of dumb founded our friend from Costa Rica with your Woo-har abilities as the king of the Dune Sea whilst not paying to much attention because being the king you're that cool kind of thing... (pant...gasp)

Emmm... SOCL's got some deep, deep stuff going on right now, so think out for him, cause he'll need it. Dude21 I haven't seen sight or sound from for ages...

Not I, my Shuriken wielding dude! Go back a couple of pages and you might edit that scowl to a smile....

I certainly hope so, given some of the political sagas we've all gone through, I'd say Elvis has impressed me the most with his composure and level headed stances, when others around him have been loosing the plot big time... ( ) Hopefully when he's done with his flying extremely fast in extremely fast planes bit I doubt him not of being capable of doing, given he's just signed up for water polo as a 'leisure activity,' (ARE YOU WITH REALITY BROTHER? ), he has made a lot more compassionate yet objective sense than the choices of mob running my life in the UK at least. Just my view. And just think, we all got to tease him here!

Ah! You craft so and so! Except I not entirely sure what to do after you freeze screen image and press 'Print screen!' Anyone? Help!

Yo La_Forge! Missed ya....try sticking around dude, or at least poking ya head 'round the door! Lots of Ninja stuff in outside interests, check it out!

We all love Star Wars right? ...sit back and click http://www.asciimation.co.nz/

The very idea is an outrage. Go to the airlock man, you need some air!

Ok guys, my google searching for usable images is getting nowhere! Any of you dudes got anything concerning Imperial Army regiments or Fleet Troopers? Please help out here, all i've been able to find is crap it's almost an insult to click photoshop to view! And any info on the differance between Imperial Army, Fleet, and Stormtrooper regiments; we got some grand links concerning admirals recently!

Feeling a little jumpy? Dinochick, I was rabout to raise my James Bond eye-brow in respect of your growing skills with the Force. Nevermind. Anyway, back to our sinister tale... Dinochick was rushing furiously home through darkened sinister streets, ever watchfull of strange and feline eyes peering out of the shadows; some of which she noted seemed to have developed some kind of being of their own... She passed ally ways, full of monstrous expanses of silent emptiness which seemed to tug and grapple at her soul, teasing her to glance or tred further into their darkened-mystery. She shuddered, gave her bike some more, and roared onwards; passing a strange carload of drunk gibbons, two passing pigs who accidently collided with one another... and a posse of pissed Stormtroopers, three high school kids 'having a day off,' Before braking sharply in panic as she thought she caught in the corner of her eye something dark and deeply sinister! Before freaking completely out, shouting wildly, reaching for her mobile phone, dialing frantically Trej in Costa Rica, rambling madly and incomprehisbly, gibbering and muttering, (in true Jahled Woo fashion), before turning into the park for the short cut home... 'Trej!' Dinochick yelped, 'It's happening again! I think i'm in serious shit here, what's the score in Central America?' Before she could here the reply, her mobile was lost from her hands in a sudden shower of pain! In the gutter her mobile phone lay. A voice came though; 'Hola! Hola! Dinochick, hola!' It was faint, compeating with the rain.

This! or This!

Just an observation I picked up from the BBC tonight, but who voted for Arnie? The electrate or the audiance?

Sleep gives you cancer, everybody knows that! Anyway, remember Gerrald the mouse?

Trej awoke suddenly and dramatically. He was covered in persperation. His heart was thumping dramatically. 'I've got to get out of here, i'm loosing the plot!' He thought to himself. 'Yes, I must eat...' He began muttering like a mantra. He scrambled out of his chaotic sheets, and fumbled for clothing, before grabbing his wallet and keys, and slammed the door behind him. The day was bright, very bright; too darn bright! But Trej slipped on his Oakleys and soldiered onwards. After three steps his heart exploded in paranoid panic as visions of his dream, and the pain of somehow being hit over the head, came back to him... he shuddered. Quick as a stroke of lightening, Trej saw a taxi behind him, employing his advanced swrebellion.com member reflexes; and leaped out into the road. His light saber ignited. 'Hault!' He yelled, and lept in before the confused taxi driver could compose himself. Carlos, the taxi-driver, peared at his paranoid fare in his mirror. 'Where to gov?' He said with an alarmingly-authentic cockney ascent. 'The nearest supermarket, quick!' Trej yelped. 'Ok, hombre!' Before immediately screeching to a hault. 'Five dollers.' 'But we haven't gone anywhere!' Trej gulped in increasing paranioa. 'You hailed me outside of the nearest supermarket, the meter's ticking!' Trej, feeling a little freaked out thrust money at Carlos, the sinister taxi driver. (who might yet play a larger role perhaps...) He strode into the busy super market, his head full of freaked out fiendish Pink-floyd type of visions... Visions of humiliation that were always the same. It was only when Trej reached the fridge did Trej truely begin to flip out! Shortly after, Costa Rica hit the news screens...

I've just been staring at my monitor for about four minutes completely opened mouthed! Wow. Woo! Dinochick!

Zoot is pacing furiously in circles around the kitchen... indeed I bought him the 'supermarket branded,' Kitty-crunchies he hates; but hell I crashed this morning and am having trouble typing with my left hand... Meaow!!! Meaoooooow! 'What are you on about, o retarted feline?' I retort, struggling with simple tasks such as opening tins of kitty-munchies, given my left wrist is swelling up and hurts like hell. 'MEOOW!' **Typical affection crap against my leg** 'Dude, stop pretending to like me! It seems to me one of my fellow dudes had a purched-dude one of your clones couldn't get the hang of... 'Munch your krunchies and stop rushing up and and down in the basement, God knows what you're upto Just do it a bit quieter...

Ric, dude, the original post was being attacked by 3 Super Star Destroyers on Yavin on day 86...with no RebEding! I guess you missed something in the along the posted replies, because the original posted-scenario cannot happen in 86 days without editing!

...emmm... perhaps our bro is in fact a nun! But maybe not and he's just got a 'cold' because all that fresher socializing is doing him some good, in which case i'd say enjoy dude; lap it up!

Oh indeed, Elvis dude! Lethal to the extreme.. Jahled shudders...

Has anyone thought about the connection between the Old-Republic not having a 'standing army,' so to speak of (apart from the Jedi Knights in a sense) and the now fairly obvious fact that the bulk of the Empire was comprised of clones for their troopers? Before anyone starts quoting from un-official sources, like Saxton for example; bear in mind this: all the official licences in merchandicing from GL have never shown a Stormtrooper's face,or even been allowed to delve to deeply into their status, and now in this comic book it's blatent that Stormtroopers are clones/drones.... to quote Vader... Ok, now feel free to start quoting...

Yikes! I'm glad a couple of million years seperated us 'from them!' Having said that, i'm not entirely sure; and shall be checking under my bed tonight before I can be at ease... For they are a every where... The ancient art of Ninja secrecy and modesty... to hide as if a piece of humble cheese... wielding lethal pieces of hardware... Anyway...all cats are Ninjas Evil fiends are they not?

Perhaps i'll email it to Hungary just to remind our noble friend of our presance... If I can find his email address... Edit: Jahled Woo Har...?

What are you confused about with the Allegiance? My guess is the textures, right? Mask, being a first class type of guy, always includes straight forward tutorials concerning how to import them into the tactical game with each zip file. (They basically give the models 'character.') But don't worry if it seems all a little daunting, i'm not much of of a computer boffin myself; and it took lots of attempts for it to make sense myself! Anyhows, follow Mask's tutorial and you'll figure it for you self. The only bug is that you can't preview the Allegiance using RebEd like other ships. If you get stuck, posty again; and when i've recovered from my girlfriend's brothers thirtieth birthday tomorrow, i'll try to nudge you in the right direction!

You hunch is right dude! You have to replace all three because they represent close, medium, and far distances in the tactical battle. Enjoy you Eclipse when you've replaced these as well!

Ninjas. I happen to know that Yoda is one.