[Dark RevenantX]

I feel that the problem with the last HLP Station was that no standard room-size was made.  This time, there are a few ground rules.

1. Rooms MUST be a multiple of 50 pixels wide.
2. Rooms MUST be either 50 pixels tall, or have 50 pixels plus 60 pixels for every other level.
3. You don't have to use the template rooms, but you do have to use the template elevators and ducts if you need them.
4. You may modify the template duct, but it has to be recognizable.
5. You may modify the elevator's numbers to match the level number you want to have.
6. You absolutely must use Microsoft Paint.
7. Upload the files in a png format.  JPEG blends the pixels too much.
8. I will asseble the station unless someone else wants to do it.

Let's get this started!

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[Nuke]

im not gonna play this game again, because i know what will happen.

[Mefustae]

Indeed, it'd need to be pretty heavily moderated to prevent the same fate that befell the previous incarnation, and nuts to that.

[Nuke]

besides with one failure already i dotn think anyone would want to spend any more time working of a futile concept.

[Colonol Dekker]

One for the next gen of HLP peeps maybe......

[Mefustae]

**** 'em! I plan to blow up HLP when our generation has officially passed.

[Colonol Dekker]

That sounds like a plan actually, I hate kids getting given the moon on a stick. Let'em build their own FShaven.

[Dark RevenantX]

Well, I can't say I didn't try.

[Colonol Dekker]

Your sig both confuuses, scares and amuses me  

[Snail]

**** 'em! I plan to blow up HLP when our generation has officially passed.

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[Polpolion]

**** 'em! I plan to blow up HLP when our generation has officially passed.

second. even though I'm not really in you're generation.


EDIT:   LIKE HELL I'M IN YOU'RE GENERATION!!! You only registered a couple months before me!
            How on Earth do you have 2,000 posts, and me only having nearly 700, but I am stuck with the spammer title?   

                       [/rant]

 [curious] Who gave me this title? [/curious] Before this I had "some 1337 coustom title"

[Mars]

If you are reading this, then you have no life.  Seriously, get a girlfriend or something, you fat boy.  Get off of your ass and start going to a gym!  Oh, so you think I'm rude, huh?  Well, DEAL WITH IT!  I don't type random sh*t like this so that some punk with no life can come up and read it for no reason!  You make me sick.  If I was sitting next to you, I'd string you up by the neck and hang you outside to dry.  After that, I'd raise you from the dead and repeat the process.  Finally, I would cut you into particle-sized pieces and throw them into a dog's bowl.  If you are still reading this, you should leave your county and leave no evidence for stalkers, as I will send every hitman, robber, assassin, terrorist, and heretic in the world after you.  I will give you a thirty secon head start.  One.  Two.  Three.  Four.  Five.  Six.  Seven.  Eight.  Nine.  Ten.  Eleven.  Twelve.  Thirteen.  Fourteen.  Fifteen.  Sixteen.  Seventeen.  Eighteen.  Ninteen.  Twenty.  Twenty-one.  Twenty-two.  Twenty-three.  Twenty-four.  Twenty-five.  Twenty-six.  Twenty-seven.  Twenty-eight.  Twenty-nine.  Thirty.  Ready or not, here I come!  Hey, you're still here.  You've got some guts!  As a reward, I will let you live another day.  But just a day.  Go away.  I said, go away.  This is your last chance.  Leave this f*cking set of one-thousand-eighty-two words alone!  I'm warning you...  I'M WARNING YOU!  D*mn you, you are too tough.  I guess you are just too strong for the likes of me.  Now, listen.  You need to leave me in peace, or I will haunt you for the rest of eternity.  I don't care what god(s) you worship; you will die by my will if you stay here any longer!  If you want to read the last words of this message, you will have to survive my spell!  What?  NO!  You're fearsome might blocked my spell!  You have no choice but to read these last words.  These words may change your life, as they grant absolute power to whomever knows them.  They are- (2000'th word)

And you say we have no life. And I weigh 120 BTW[/size]

[Charismatic]

**** 'em! I plan to blow up HLP when our generation has officially passed.

Reminds me of a Borg ship (Star Trek). Nice btw.

[Ulala]

I still have my paint version of the perseus. 

@thesizzler: Hey, at least you have a title at all. 

[Kosh]

I forget, what did happen to the other one?

[Polpolion]

It was actually quite good and very succesful contrary to what this thread says. It was just that people got tired of assembling complex imiges pixel be pixel.

[Mefustae]

No, people started ignoring the rules, everyone and their uncle started throwing in more and more areas that seemed to get bigger each time with an inverse relationship to quality, and people just got fed up with it. But when it first started out, it was ace.

[BS403]

If you are reading this, then you have no life.  Seriously, get a girlfriend or something, you fat boy.  Get off of your ass and start going to a gym!  Oh, so you think I'm rude, huh?  Well, DEAL WITH IT!  I don't type random sh*t like this so that some punk with no life can come up and read it for no reason!  You make me sick.  If I was sitting next to you, I'd string you up by the neck and hang you outside to dry.  After that, I'd raise you from the dead and repeat the process.  Finally, I would cut you into particle-sized pieces and throw them into a dog's bowl.  If you are still reading this, you should leave your county and leave no evidence for stalkers, as I will send every hitman, robber, assassin, terrorist, and heretic in the world after you.  I will give you a thirty secon head start.  One.  Two.  Three.  Four.  Five.  Six.  Seven.  Eight.  Nine.  Ten.  Eleven.  Twelve.  Thirteen.  Fourteen.  Fifteen.  Sixteen.  Seventeen.  Eighteen.  Ninteen.  Twenty.  Twenty-one.  Twenty-two.  Twenty-three.  Twenty-four.  Twenty-five.  Twenty-six.  Twenty-seven.  Twenty-eight.  Twenty-nine.  Thirty.  Ready or not, here I come!  Hey, you're still here.  You've got some guts!  As a reward, I will let you live another day.  But just a day.  Go away.  I said, go away.  This is your last chance.  Leave this f*cking set of one-thousand-eighty-two words alone!  I'm warning you...  I'M WARNING YOU!  D*mn you, you are too tough.  I guess you are just too strong for the likes of me.  Now, listen.  You need to leave me in peace, or I will haunt you for the rest of eternity.  I don't care what god(s) you worship; you will die by my will if you stay here any longer!  If you want to read the last words of this message, you will have to survive my spell!  What?  NO!  You're fearsome might blocked my spell!  You have no choice but to read these last words.  These words may change your life, as they grant absolute power to whomever knows them.  They are- (2000'th word)

That hurts

Jk

[Dark Hunter]

If you are reading this, then you have no life.  Seriously, get a girlfriend or something, you fat boy.  Get off of your ass and start going to a gym!  Oh, so you think I'm rude, huh?  Well, DEAL WITH IT!  I don't type random sh*t like this so that some punk with no life can come up and read it for no reason!  You make me sick.  If I was sitting next to you, I'd string you up by the neck and hang you outside to dry.  After that, I'd raise you from the dead and repeat the process.  Finally, I would cut you into particle-sized pieces and throw them into a dog's bowl.  If you are still reading this, you should leave your county and leave no evidence for stalkers, as I will send every hitman, robber, assassin, terrorist, and heretic in the world after you.  I will give you a thirty secon head start.  One.  Two.  Three.  Four.  Five.  Six.  Seven.  Eight.  Nine.  Ten.  Eleven.  Twelve.  Thirteen.  Fourteen.  Fifteen.  Sixteen.  Seventeen.  Eighteen.  Ninteen.  Twenty.  Twenty-one.  Twenty-two.  Twenty-three.  Twenty-four.  Twenty-five.  Twenty-six.  Twenty-seven.  Twenty-eight.  Twenty-nine.  Thirty.  Ready or not, here I come!  Hey, you're still here.  You've got some guts!  As a reward, I will let you live another day.  But just a day.  Go away.  I said, go away.  This is your last chance.  Leave this f*cking set of one-thousand-eighty-two words alone!  I'm warning you...  I'M WARNING YOU!  D*mn you, you are too tough.  I guess you are just too strong for the likes of me.  Now, listen.  You need to leave me in peace, or I will haunt you for the rest of eternity.  I don't care what god(s) you worship; you will die by my will if you stay here any longer!  If you want to read the last words of this message, you will have to survive my spell!  What?  NO!  You're fearsome might blocked my spell!  You have no choice but to read these last words.  These words may change your life, as they grant absolute power to whomever knows them.  They are- (2000'th word)

You made two... count 'em TWO... typos in there!