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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard.         Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| That's a cool instrument, but I would not say it is the best. While I like how it can basically cover the lead and bass of a song with one skilled player, I still do not have the incredible solo power of a skilled lead guitarist, the melodic charm of a well-played piano, or the beat power of a bass. Also, it sound is kind of exotic.
I do love it though and I think I wanna get it, but I'm content with other instruments. ^.^ |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Hey, the Fan Story thing is just me practicing my writing, man. I have no plans with it. I just had a cool story and decided to write it...
Calm down, man. Also, the manga I think is pretty cool. I mean, I wasn't completly gung-ho on the idea cause I thought it was kinda overdoing it a tad, the characters look awesome and I'd like to see where it goes. And yeah, the hentai thing was too much.  we didn't need to see any of that.
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| I'm sorry, but if you have read the FAQ, duplicate accounts are not allowed, and your other one was banned for being a duplicate account. If you don't stop, you may be IP banned.
If you didn't like your old one, you ask an admin for another one. Once more, read the FAQ |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Kevin waited until he heard sounds of combat from inside the mansion. He couldn't stand just sitting out here as Francine and Jack managed to have all the fun. He strapped on his SA-17155 Assualt Beam Rifle and pistol, as the sounds of combat filled his communicator. He began revving the engine, planning to burst the door down. Just then, the stern voice of Kiera called anrgily over the communicator.
"Kevin, you aren't planning on going in with your mech?! You'll jepordize the entire mission!" She spoke quickly and anger, though it was obvious she was looking at all sides of the mission. "Fine, ma'am." Kevin barked, as he cut the engines. He opened the cockpit and closed the floodlights, instantly causing him to grow weary. The second the lights had been killed, shadows had flowed about. He jumped out, drawing his pistol. He was scanning the entire area, looking for any abnormalities. The moment he lowered his arms, a raspy screech signaled the charging of a vampire. Kevin had little time to react as the hurtling form flew towards him at breakneck speeds, it's demonic claws extended. However, it was enough. Kevin watched as the three bullets each punctured their designated targets, decimating the vampire. It's face was torn with blood, it's hands reaching over the bullet wound resting aside it's heart. It fell to the ground, gurgling. "Deserved it." Kevin walked towards the doors and flung them open, gagging at the stench of blood that rushed to his face. He composed himself and saw Jack and Francine staring down the man known as Xeios. Kevin was instantly sent into alert as he did not see Chaos, another key vampire of the Aren house. He sheathed his gun and walked up to Jack and Francine. "Miss anything?" He whispered to Francine as he saw Jack in a lock with Xeios' gaze, the two silent and immobile. Francine cocked her head to look at Kevin. "Can't really say so, Kevin. I think they're negotiating." Xeios suddenly smiled, causing Jack to smile back. Xeios' grin was cocky but true, as Jack's was more humane, though untrustworthy, giving off the impression he wasn't really happy. "Well now, we should begin writing up our alliance so it is bound, then?" Xeios released, breaking the silence and dread that had been lingering about the room. Xeios lead Jack to the upstairs office, where they would draw up the official papers. This left Francine and Kevin standing alone in this aged, disturbing entrance room with nothing to do but wait. Francine leaned against the wall, her face strained by the smell. Kevin paced across the crimson carpet, twirling his pistol in his hands like a profesional. It was eerily peaceful until Kevin felt an odd presence about him. He looked to the north stairwell and flinched, seeing a figure standing in the doorway. The figure, to Francine's chagrin, was Chaos. He looked at Kevin with a confused, childish face. As he spoke, his voice was that of a child's, but had a second demonic underlying voice. "You hurt my brethren, human." He was standing straight, completly unlike how Francine had seen him before. It seemed as though he was mocking Xeios' British posture. He looked so odd in this civilized position he caught Francine and Kevin more than offguard. He walked towards Francine, his claws extending behind his back. Francine heard the sound with her sensitive ears and pushed off the wall. "Let me test you." Chaos purred, his face wearing a strange compassion above it. The moment she did, Chaos' claws shred the wall shred the wall violently. She turned to see Chaos dashing forward, slashing again. Francine was scratched across her left arm and grimaced, turning to let Chaos' momentum push him away. Kevin drew his pistol in a flash and shot it at the moving Chaos with grim accuracy. However, Chaos seemed to absorb the shot as his hands were trailed with a dark energy or sorts. It resembled smoke, except the yellow iris emnating from his hands, which subsided into the midnight black smoke the trailed behind him. Chaos turned violently as he absorbed the blast, smiling at Kevin. He began running forward, gathering evident energy in his claws. As Kevin closed his eyes and prepared for the evident slash to hit, he heard a growl. He opened his eyes to see Francine holding back Chaos' hand, her face stern and cold. Chaos chuckled and lifted his feet, freeing himself with one pressured kick. Francine was pushed back and she growled angrily, her collar flashing. She begins growing, causing Kevin to jump back in fear. She begins getting hairy, and much more muscluar, and her features become more canine, until her hunched form has subsided into her werewolf persona. Also, her collar was pulsing with energy, assisting her transformation. Kevin speaks quietly into his comm link as this happens. "Kiera, Code Luna." Francine charges Chaos, who is giggling like a madman. He nimbly jumps over Francine's charge and begins hovering back to the wall. Francince turns and charges once more, her rage building with each footfall. "TRENTON!" Francine howled as she took an angry snap at Chaos. Chaos slipped into the floor using his shadow magic. Francine ran into the wall, growling and snorting. Chaos appeared again, seeping through the wall with a sly smile upon his face. "Oh, you mean that werewolf lover of yours? I didn't do anything to him." Francince flew at him, tackling the wall with incredible force. However, the Chaos had escaped. Francine hissed and looked around, wary for another attack. No trace of Chaos was left besides his lingering voice, filling the room with it's anonymous omnipresence. "Trust me, I really didn't. Well, that's good enough for me. Toodles!" It was followed by his laughter, which caused Francine and Kevin to completly lose any confidence they had gained from the battle. Francine transformed back into her human form, exhausted. She fell from conciousness and hunched over, her adrenaline and thirst for Chaos' blood taking her vitality. Kevin ran over and caught her before she fell to the ground. She fell asleep in his arms. He didn't disturb her by getting up, but kept his pistol ready, waiting for a vampric assault. Silence permeated the room for 5 long minutes, with Kevin anxious and wary. He was paranoid, his fear escalating as he heard loud footsteps from the nearby stairs. He got ready to kill when he saw Jack come down with parchment in hand. Jack noticed Kevin and Francine and he was in a sort of disbelief. "Uhh...Kevin? What the hell happened here?" |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| 40-Year-Old Virgin was definatly worthy of that spot, but I'm angry about the whole Brokeback Mountain thing.
I'm not homophobic, but I don't think that anyone movie that "dares" to tread onto homosexual stories should instantly thought a better movie than regular ones. I mean, the term equality cannot be justified with minoritys getting better treatment than the majority because of their sexual preferance, race,sex, etc....Equality is equal, dumbasses, not a password to wealth or respect. Anyhoo, I am very happy to see King Kong and Munich on there. Also, Syrania is very deserving to be placed there, but yes there are very many great movies that were excluded from that list. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| ...Oh, right, this is where we talk about ourselves. Ummm...Name's Jack Eldridge. I'm 22, single, and immune to the disease that's infested the world. I'm a Philly boy, with a hidden temper that me and my brethren all share. I used to have friends and all, but to protect them I left.
I was a normal kid growing up, no mental defects or anything. I only had a few things going for me: My dad was a hunter, so at a young age I became a great shot with a scope and rifle, I lived in the city, so I lived near handguns, and I wrote. I didn't want to be a cop seeing as how I never had faith in the law, so I wanted to either be a bounty hunter or a writer. I was 12 when it happened. I went outside to play with my friends when I got shot up. Crossfire, the hosptial told me. I got a mechanical arm. At first, I thought it sucked, but charities and those made for TV movie people hunted me like a hawk. Their sympathy was a pathetic facade, but their cash was cold. I didn't feel good about it, but I took the money and bought myself an incredible prosetic arm. It was really expensive, but it was actually better than a real arm. I thought it was awesome at first, but they wouldn't let me do any sports beside track and people looked at me funny. Normal people wouldn't often hang out with me, and poorer cripples despised me for my luck. I was a loner for a long time. That is until I moved. I hid my arm so no one knew, cause then they'd hate me. The government knew though, and I rose through the ranks in JROTC class. Officals began to notice me and try and convert me, though I never listened. Then those bastards decided to play God with weapons unimaginable. I got caught in the middle of it again, being a guinea pig for this godamn vaccination to their own mistake. I asked for some for my mother and girlfriend, but they refused it. I know one took the vaccanation himself, but his body was contaminated and his immune system went into some crazed super mode. His body became impenetrable as his skin turned rock solid. He went loco and tried to kill me. That's when I learned my secret power: My body had more charge. I became a lightning generator, and held him off. He ran away to parts unknown, leaving me with an unusual stamina, incredible reaction time, and electrical manipulation. I was okay. I wandered around, fighting off those things until I found my way to the Big Apple. Hell, didn't look like an apple to me, but whatever. I became Zeus, the thunder god. I had one current objective: To find the Mariachi. That was my goal. Equipment: Mechanical Left Arm 2 Pistols 1 70-calibur Sniper Rifle Strapped to Back Jack wandered the streets of the Bronx wistfully, a lightly depressed expression in his hazel eyes. He was angered by this loss of humanity that hung pungently in the air, but there was nothing to be done about it. He was a lost soul in this destruction, trying to end it but not having enough power on his own. He needed help, and he knew it. That was why he was here. He turned a corner and looked upon a dark street, seeing depression taking form as a corpse. It looked burnt, as though acid had enveloped it's entire body. Beside it lay a wallet with pictures of a happy family. Damnable death. You're too strong. He turned away, heading towards an old bar sign. He stopped, giving any pedestrian a clear look at him. His long brown hair was shaggy and almost touched his shoulder blades. He wore a grey trenchcoat and dark blue jeans. Underneath the grey trechcoat was a tight black shirt, highlighting his lean, muscular form. He was 6'2 from the top of this head to his worn-out work boots. He wondered where his target was, but his inner searching broken by a commotion inside. He began walking towards the doorway, his left arm chinking near silently, but still more than the normal none that human hand emits. Around his waist was his two pistols, sheathed, and his open sniper rifle across his back. "Hello?" |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Merry Christmas,
Happy Hannukah, Krazy Kwanzaa, Blessed Boxing Day, and HAPPY NEW YEARS!!! ^.^""" FUCK POLITICALLY CORRECTNESS! Santa says hi. So does Hannukah Harry, so does Jesus, that old college dude who started Kwanzaa, and the New Year's baby. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "Pyros? Pleased to meet you. I'm Zeus."
Jack's eyes scanned the room quickly, detecting the proximity mines where they lay. They were emitting an electrical field to connect with the controller,, thus giving him a sense of their direction. While to anyone else, this trap may scare them, Zeus merely shrugged it off with little emotion. "I was wondering if you could inform me of the Mariachi's location. If not, then I will leave before the beasts hunt me down." Jack's voice was stern and young, though aged by horrors this world had fed him. He looked at Pyros with little favor of his pyromanicial ways, though he didn't disapprove of it. It was Pyros' way, let him be. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "Fine, Kiera. If you can't help me with the ritual, then I am left to do it alone."
Jack began focusing energy in his palms. He thought of the afterlife, opening a portal to it. The afterlife formed a chrysallis around Urashi, amazingly clear and serene. His body flashed amazingly and was dissolved, sent forever to the netherplane. In the crystal, Urashi's soul and energy remained, bound in the crystal. Jack then mentally entered Urashi's soul, absorbing the memories and personality of Urashi. He began straining, his hold on energy becoming looser by the millisecond. Before it was too unbearable, he finished and expelled the memories to the afterlife, causing his body to falter for a second. He then took the energy into himself, applying it to his body. THe crystal hummed a holy and mystic hymm, and then shattered and dissolved into the air. Jack gasped and twitched before standing slowly. The whole process took 10 minutes, and it was finaly over. Urashi was at peace. "Farewell, old comrade." |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "Pyros, I think Mariachi is in trouble. I'll be back."
Jack walked outside and began running down the streets. He turned the corner and saw Eric and Missy standing there. He began charging energy in his robotic arm as he ran at the monster Mariachi has shot. THe beast was brown with darkened, stretched skin similar to that of a rhino's. It's jaw was loose and it's teeth jagged and skewed. It's eyes were beady and black, surrounded by a digusting blood red pouch that indented the eyes into the head. "Smite!" Jack's arm flashed into it's combat form: Arm of Zeus. The grey color was hidden by a gust of energy, which blowed off the sleeve for that arm. The shoulder section opened to release an angelic robot wing with a booster hidden in behind it's sheath. Jack grabbed the face of the beast, the booster kicking in. The electrical energy, along with the brute force, decimated the neck of the beast and sent it's head flying. He then spared no time and thrst his arm int he chest and charged more energy into it. The chest exploded quickly, leaving no possibility of it getting up. He turned to look at the others, tearing off his ruined trenchcoat. His t-shirt now was midly ripped, but he saw no reason to remove it. His arm clicked back into it's standard form. "Sorry Mariachi. Couldn't find you without an electrical signal...Missy? What're you doing here?" |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Jack watched Mariachi go with a grim satisfaction to his face. This one didn't fear any of them either. He watched with indifference until he noticed his arm had become reasonably looser. He turned to see Missy dismantling his arm. Fear shot in his face.
"What are you doing?! Stop! I need that!" He couldn't move because he might break off his arm and ruin it permanetly, but he wanted to jump back as far as possible. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "Kevin. Are YOU going to continue to hide behind the curtain of lies that were fed to you? This revolution would have died long before if it wasn't for Urashi. He kept me alive for 4 years, kept Kiera alive, gave us the idea for 369, he gave us the tools, the method, the knowledge. The man who I just sent to the afterlife wasn't Urashi. I just sorted his memories, I know the TRUTH, KEVIN!"
Jack lashed out at Kevin, grabbing him by the shoulder. His eyes were streaming hot tears of rage, his mind in a rage. His aura pules violently when he grabbed Kevin, giving off a shckwave when he pushed him against the wall. "HE LIED! HE DIDN'T KILL YOUR BROTHER! HE TRIED TO SAVE HIM! HE KEPT KNOWLEDGE THAT COULD HAVE DESTROYED DALIT FROM THE GOVERNMENT! DALIT'D BE DEAD, I'D BE DEAD, WE'D ALL BE DEAD!!" Jack breathed heavily, his body shaking in anger. His eyes were glowing, his pupils pulsing with pure energy. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Jack got a feeling back in his arm after Missy dismantled it and re-fixed it. He was doing so when he spotted Zach. The man wore odd clothing, but then again, he didn't have any room to speak. He eyed this man warily, confused as to what he was doing out here. Also, the fact he was floating threw Jack off a bit. All in all, Jack was not comforted by this stranger. He turned to Eric after Billy finished talking and quickly spoke.
"I don't know, Mariachi. I was never given any directions. I've only been here once. Tell me where to go, and I'll go." His hazel eyes scanned everyone around him quickly. He chuckled under his breath. He was surrounded by weirdos, and weird is awesome. He was going to have fun. He then looked at Missy, the only person he knew here. "I don't think we're going to find a computer around here." |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Jack took the punch without flinching, his hand grabbing Kevin's arm. He stared coldly in Kevin's eyes as he talked.
"So, Kiera, you really didn't understand. We had the file because we were planning to rescue from the government. It worked perfectly. The last mission I was on with Urashi, we were going to get acess codes to rescue you when I was taken hostage and was fitted with a chip. Urashi was forced to join the Government, because they didn't know we were after Morrighan. He then worked undercover for many years until another Wiccan cast a dark spell, putting a shadow on Urashi. You wouldn't understand. A "shadow" is a spell that literally takes over your body and mind, making you a slave for the caster. His every passing moment in control was a concentration of pure will and strength. The only reason he was so easy to beat was because he exhausted himself being normal. Also, he saved Dalit many times. They orginally planned to put a tracking device on him, to keep him away from humanity, to turn him into a god-forsaken machine, but each time, Urashi intervened on his child's behalf. He kept Morrighan alive this long. The Government decided to execute Morrighan after she gave birth, but he changed that. She owes her life, I owe my life, Kiera owes her life, Dalit owes him his life. Urashi is the only reason we survived this long. And don't start, Kevin, saying you had nothing to hang onto. We've been here for long enough to keep you under our wing. He didn't kill your brother, Kevin. He was accidentily responsible for his death, and it hurt him deeply. He sent him on a mission to scout the Vampire Estate and he was killed in a crossfire spawning from two fueding vampire houses. Now, Kevin...Shut up and go save your relationship with Francine. I'm best man, remember?" Jack turned to Morrighan and Dalit. "Dalit, I want you to never think a nasty thought to Urashi again. He is one of the greatest men to ever live, and he deserves a fond memory." (Last edited by Cairoi on 12-31-05 04:16 AM) |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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Yeah, I'm pretty good, I guess. I've always taken an interest in the supernatural and am working with my uncle on astral projection. He has a lot of books on the subjet and is quite knowledgeable. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Dude, I saw Kong today. I more than agree that is an incredible movie in all aspects.
This was the second movie I've ever felt truly sad for. That is an accomplishment. Kong didn't deserve that fate. Also, the action sequences were 'effin amazing. I have not seen crazier stuff like when the worm ate the chef's head. O.O 11/10 Said Xeo. I fullheartedly agree. And guys, it's a fantasy. Cut it some slack. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Dude, get Under the Knife.
It's a game based on surgery. It's amazing. You will love it. OMFG ESPLODE. The surgery mechanics are amazing and gives you a feeling of importance as you try to save these people's lives. It's on an equal orginal rating as Katamari Damacy. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "Well, it is about you, so I'll tell you. It was a mission me and Urashi went on. Don't ask Kiera, she doesn't know. We were instigating a riot and invading a Government fort over in the Tarton desert when we stumbled upon records of any Type 3 experiments. Any Type 3s in active duty in any organization we've known about for a long time. 2 years later, we were reviewing the information and we realized your plight. You were one of 10 remaining Type 3s remaining, so we decided to spring you, setting in motion a plan. We planned on freeing you a different way, but Urashi adapted. I guess over time he truley fell in love."
Jack looked back through his memories, and nodded, his conlusion affirming itself. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| I have it, beat it, got all the unlockables, got the other ending, loved it.
In some cases, the game was just as an amazing masterpiece as the movie, but overall I kinda prefered the movie. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| This debate is based on the singular thing that keeps debates flowing: viewpoint. They are the same thing just worded complexly. If we have complete choice, then we are bound to make the choices we do.
Basically, I lean towards the choice thing because the other shows little to no respect to the ideas of instict, conciousness, self-awareness, and personality. But, in essence they are the same thing. Fate is the guiding hand of our actions, but there is no guiding actions other than ourselves, our surroundings, and our opinions. So, life is fate, and what is bound to happen will. But we do make those descisions. |
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