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Hosted Projects - Standalone => The Babylon Project => Topic started by: IPAndrews on July 11, 2007, 08:44:02 am
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Ian stands alone in an empty room. He pulls the tab off a beer can.
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I'll have a beer with ya... Then I'll have to go to work again... :blah:
I'll propably be here dusting shelves after I rid myself of this accursed summer...
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Congratulations guys. :) I'll have a drink for ya (actually, I don't really need an excuse, but hey :))
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I only reg me for say THANKS THANKS for a GREAT mod i love your GAME.
Thank you so much.
Great work and i hop that some Missions builder use the mod and make a big campaign for the mod.
Sorry for my bad English i`m German and i have a beer to much.
;7
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Cheers.. I`ll have a rum and coke. Err, it may only take one though. :nervous:
I`m a light-weight :D
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Fantastic!!!!! I will have a drink to all you amazing computer gurus that made this possable!!!!
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[raises a chocolate milkshake in salute]
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What?
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I am having a chocolate smoothie :pimp:.
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This definitely calls for a beer. Perhaps several ;)
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Its a work night so I'll drink some orange juice instead!
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Ill drink to that excellent job guys!! :yes:
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*Peeks in the room, sees no hot chicks, grabs a beer and wanders off*
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My one regret is the absence of hot chicks in the TBP team. :(
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*pops the tab of a Full Throttle Fury energy drink* I'll drink to that! :nod: :yes: Good work, guys!
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You guys Rock! Picked up this game again after a 2 year hiatus and it still beats the pants off anything out there!! Don't know why I ever stopped playing. Scotch all around, neat.
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*brings bottles of whisky* Lets all get hammered and sing songs! :lol: ;)
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*Keels over, happy, but vomiting*
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I'll join ya :)
Cheers :yes:
I've really enjoyed TBP, and I've been inspired by it. Excellent work! Good luck to you and whatever you move on to.
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Kostas takes a small ouzo bottle, pours on a glass, a few ice cubes, then the obligatory water, which makes ouzo drinkable and turns it white and ponders... the hours spent on making B5, the great people who saw the whole thin g through, and even his own miniscule contribution... I
"...I know that a LONG time has passed since B5 was started on a different forum, of a company that no longer exists, far far away (if space can be counted in cyberspace), yet, it has all come together and in the fullness of time a reall achievement is done.
All the specks finalized, all the boring talbe work done.
Now the mission makers know that they do have a unified base to build on. That alone is cause for celebration."
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*graps himself every non-alcoholic drink avalible and mixes them in one glass*
CHEERS!
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*slips rohypnol into the punch*
*Drives up truck and takes off modders to work on BtRL now that they've finished with TBP*
:D
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Good luck finding any :D.
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I'll take FREDders too. :p
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I refer the right honourable gentleman to the answer I gave some moments ago. :)
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*clubs IP over head and drags him off*
You'll do.
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*clubs IP over head and drags him off*
You'll do.
*draws a PPG*
STOP RIGHT THERE!
He stays with me; we two got a campaign to concept!
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Next time Gadget! Next time!
*shakes fist then runs away*
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-walks into kara-
Oops my bad.
I brought some tiramisu to the party! And some BOSCH BEER!
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I brought Vorlon milk and cookies
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OK, who brought the spacecrack?
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I don't know. I just brought weed.
... Oops.
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I don't know. I just brought weed.
... Oops.
Vorlon weed I hope.
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this requires the finest beer. brought me a box of "Hertog Jan" beer, Dutch finest!!
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Congratulations from me too!!! Nice to see it finished! Good job to all of you!
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Cole runs around, drinking everything in sight. He recoils in horror as he hears orph3u5's warning about karjorama's evildoing. He tries to run but a heaviness starts to spread to his limbs. He falls down, paralyzed, falling into a drug induced coma. When he comes to he is in a small room, barely more than a closet. There is a small, meager cot to one corner, and a computer on the far wall. The computer contains nothing but FRED2, BtRl and the mission specs for the mod. On the wall, a video camera blinks ominously, surmounted over a sign that reads "FRED or you're dead". He hears footsteps in the hall and stands steadfast in the middle of the room. Bolts are withdrawn and a man he instantly recognizes as FREDmiral Karjorama Bosch walks in, flanked by two Cylon centurions. He points a device at Cole and he falls to the floor, unconscious...
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... Cole wakes up to find himself strapped to a target board, with the whole of HLP standing before him, darts in hand ...
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Haloboy100 throws 50 darts at cole, making a perfect outline of his body on the target board...
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Contrary to popular belief, Cole wakes up strapped to a computer swivel chair, the specs for the whole of BtRl open in front of him. Kara walks in again. Cole turns around, murder in his eyes, saying as he does "You've ruined BtRl for me, you've drugged me, you've knocked me out, but most of all, you brought nothing to the party! Yo evil fiend!" Cole struggles in vain to reach something at his side. as he struggles, recognition dons on the face of the FREDmiral. He starts at Cole only to halt as a BFred is pointed at his midsection. A red glow fills the room seconds before Admiral karjorama Bosch is engulfed in a beam of light...
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At which he puts on his shades and points out that lasers (except the training kind) don't work in the BSG universe.
Nice laser pointer you have there. :p
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Ah... But Cole is not in the BSG universe, but in real life in which, lasers work...
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.... but don't kill. The laser momentarily blinds karajorma, but cole realises he's still strapped to the chair. Karajorma laughs evilly, then produces, the evil Disassembler! Kara then proceeds to slowly disassemble cole's computers before his very eyes, taking pleasure in ripping out the hard drive and frying it slowly. After some thought, and reminders from haloboy, Kara takes out all of cole's CDs, and slips them into the microwave, turning the heat to 'OMGWTFBBQHAX High' and time to 'God-Only-Knows-How-Long-This-Setting-Is'.
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don't forget to microwave his CDs!
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Kay, fixed. :D
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i'd prefer the "NUKE THIS SUCKER!!!!" button.
But hey, thats just my opinion :P
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Cole blacks out again as kara gasses him, then wakes up to find himself in a secure chamber. The chamber is spartan, with a single locked, reinforced blast door, and a high ceiling with whats seems like a port. Looking around, he notices a window, and inside is Kara and haloboy. They stand in front of a console, with a single red button infront of them.
Kara: Go ahead, haloboy. Push the button.
Haloboy: Really? Awesome!
Haloboy pushes the button, and the port opens, revealing a nuclear missile about to launch....
Heh heh heh.
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Haloboy and Kara grin as the Hydrogen nuclear missile launches directly towards Cole, obliterating him and everything in the room. The resulting explosion is contained in a conveniently placed balloon. Haloboy steps into the room and inhales the air in balloon, and laughs maniacally in an extremely high voice.
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Its actually like this:
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| m |
| m |
| m |
| m |
| m |
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| X |
X = Cole
m = missile.
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The point is cole is dead and i live with my new voice. :pimp:
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The point is cole is dead and i live with my new voice. :pimp:
I can just shoot you in the balls for the same effect. :D
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Yes, but that would be painful. And I would have to kill you. :D
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Let's go round giving people high-pitched voices in anyway possible.
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Kara then walks in and slaps Haloboy, instantly reverting his voice back to normal. He then sells the balloon on eBay, which fetches a price of $4530. Ashamed, Haloboy slumps and looks to the tiny ash particle remains of cole still floating in the air. Kara and Haloboy both then prance back to the party.
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I thought this was an off-topic thing to celebrate the release of TBP.
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Ah, but kara had to start the spam... I'm surprised Snail didn't make a bigger showing.
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Ah, but kara had to start the spam... I'm surprised Snail didn't make a bigger showing.
No ****.I'm surprised Kara made spam....... :nervous: :shaking: *Runs to nuclear bunker*. :warp:
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As the two leave the room, the ash particle starts to expand. It grows rapidly into the size of car and then shrinks back into human form. Cole, reincarnated with superhuman strength, wrenches the door off it's hinges. He strides down the hall, turning Centurions to toaster-sized chunks with his newfound telekinetic ability. He strides into the cafeteria, where Karjorama and Haloboy are eating lunch. He focuses his mind on the table, shrinking it rapidly. Suddenly, the table shrinks so small that it becomes a singularity, sucking Cole's enemies into oblivion. Cole strides across the room and picks several Habanero peppers out of the kitchen. He spits on them, thus making them antimatter, and throws them into the swirling vortex. He dissipates the vortex with a wave of his hand, and Kara and Haloboy are no more.
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What the hell is going on in here ? Somebody get pest control in here ASAP, we have a spammage trolls !
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Yes colecampbell666 's last post in particular really sucked.
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Hem Hem.
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isn't this thread in itself spam?
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Maybe I should point out that it's only Cole who believes I'd be interested in kidnapping him. :p
I did say I was after modders and FREDders from the TBP team. :)
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23000 Kara, congrats!
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lol
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:lol:
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Can i get clarification on this thread? Is it or is it not spam?
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It is but one thread of minor spam to celebrate the release of TBP 3.4 is allowed. :)
As long as people don't abuse it.
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Poor quality spam will not be tolerated :D.
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Exactly. If you're going to spam at least be funny with it. :)
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i personally thought it was quite funny...
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Congrats on the release...
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Stormkeeper walks in. 'Hey guys. There's a freighter our back? And the pilot says he's got stuff for the party. Looks like Bosch beer, Minute Maid Orange Juice and I think there are some headz and weed." He looks around. "Well? Is it ours?"
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Haloboy appears out of a naked singularity and quickly runs towards the bridge. He sees a big red button reading "Beamz". A moment later the freighter is obliterated, leaving nothing but the cargo container docked to it. He clicks on the intercom: "It's ours now!" He laughs maniacally as he reaches his 700th post.
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Stormkeeper opens the air locker and pushes haloboy out, to resounding applause.
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Haloboy smiles as he pulls out a space suit (to which, among other things, he acquired that were also sucked in with the singularity) and quickly slips it on before he runs out of breath. He then, unknown to everybody else, slips into the still-floating-in-space cargo container, where he awaits among the crates of Bosch Beer™ for his eminent comeback.
Haloboy then realizes that the explosion of the freighter sent the cargo container to a direct course to the nearby star. He quickly exits the cargo container, leaving a 10-megaton pack of C12 behind (which he also acquired from the singularity), and sends it hurtling towards the airlock of the HLPBB station, laughing maniacally along the way, before warping away in his mini-jump drive to a distant part of the system that only he is aware of...
"We will meet again, Stormkeeper! And you too, Cole!"
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Bunch of freaking weird nerds. :eek2:
*jr2 pulls out his Hunter-derived Rod Gun, and awaits anyone who has similar posts to the above lunacies*
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Stormkeeper attaches a C4 to the Rod Gun, and for good measure, shoves him into the airlock with the C12 and closes the blast door.
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I think the time has come.