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Lord Vulkas Mormonus

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Since: 10-29-04
From: North Carolina, United States. World, Sol System, milky way

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Posted on 08-16-10 12:19 PM, in 2010 XGF Story Competition!! Link
Just so everyone knows, I'm coming in to win this, xD.

Which of course means I'll get second to last place...again.
Lord Vulkas Mormonus

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Since: 10-29-04
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Posted on 08-17-10 09:47 AM, in Jet Blue Employee tells Company and Soldier to shove it grabs some beers and slides to unemployment Link
I consider this guy to be freaking awesome. Seriously, if I quit a job, I want to do it this way.

As for prosecution, yeah, what he did was illegal, but I think any talk of jail time is complete nonsense. Seriously, the worst that coul possibly have happenned is some delays in getting off the plane, and some people being mildly offended by his language. Do we really put people in jail for that? Just fine him and be done with it.
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Since: 10-29-04
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Posted on 08-17-10 11:06 AM, in Raymond MacKnight Link
Just wondering...

How are the nanobots immune to an EMP? An EMP just needs a circuit board (which nanobots need), and given the design of your robots, you definitely have a circuit board, xD.

I'd honestly reccomend that yo read Micheal Critchton's Prey for a few more ideas on your nanobots. The book is fiction, but also incredibly well researched, and well orth studying out, for all but the mostly fictional ending. It should give you some great ideas for nanotechnology.
Lord Vulkas Mormonus

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Since: 10-29-04
From: North Carolina, United States. World, Sol System, milky way

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Posted on 08-17-10 02:22 PM, in Raymond MacKnight Link
Oh, okay. I'd still recommend Prey though, if you're planning on using nanotechnology.
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Since: 10-29-04
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Posted on 08-17-10 02:55 PM, in CONTEST TIME! Link
I think its the only one with any votes, I'll go for it too, xD.
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Since: 10-29-04
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Posted on 08-17-10 10:47 PM, in The person below me Link
False, at least once a week I need oatmeal for breakfast. I'm also not likely to get fat at the moment, as I eat over a thousand calories for breakfast alone, and am still really skinny.

The person below me is Rogue.
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Since: 10-29-04
From: North Carolina, United States. World, Sol System, milky way

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Posted on 08-18-10 12:39 PM, in XGF COMPETITION ENTRY: The Convict Link
Note:

Yeah, I know that the majority of writers/readers here aren't horribly religious, and as such will have mixed feelings regarding the themes presented, but I thought I'd post this story anyway, since all my better ideas would have to be far longer than this. But that also means that you'll be the best critics as far as writing style and mechanics go...so...enjoy!

The Convict

Gray walls. They were the last thing he would ever see.
The convict gingerly felt the bruises which the guards had inflicted upon him. A merry Christmas indeed. Injuries covered his chest and back; the guards had continued to beat him long after he had stopped resisting. It was no less than he deserved, he provoked the guards whenever he could, and they beat him for it.

He had driven everything from him, until only the gray walls, only this cell remained.

The convict was on death row, accused of having murdered a police officer with a knife. This wasn't the first of the convict's crimes, either. He had previously run against the law for burglaries, drug possession, and assault. With that sort of reputation, it was no wonder that he was given the death penalty. He was to be executed in only ten hours, on Christmas Eve. It was to be a death by electrocution.

The convict tightened his fist irritably. What did these bruises matter if he was to die in a mere ten hours?

“You have a visitor.” The convict looked up as the cell door opened. Who would still be mad enough to visit him? His wife divorced him and took his children, his parents and siblings disowned him long before he was even jailed, and most of his friends were too disloyal to visit him even as he was about to die.

A man walked in, wearing the formal robes of a priest. The convict looked at him. “I'm a sinner who has caused nothing more than chaos and despair on this earth. What could you want with me?”
 
The priest looked at the convict, an odd sadness in his eyes. “My name is Johnathan Penn, and I'm here to speak of God.”

The convict smirked. “Clearly you missed the memo, Johnathan Penn. God forsook me long ago, when he destroyed my family and left me in this cell to rot. Even my rotting remains won't be left at peace. They'll be lit up bright, just in time for Christmas.”
 
The priest shook his head. “God loves all his children, even you. Put your trust in him, and while he may not save your life, he will at least save your soul.”
 
At this the convict couldn't help but laugh. “You speak of trust? I once trusted in God was you did. I sung louder than any other man during church. I obeyed the commandments, I listened to the preachers as they stood up in their pedestals, just as you do. But where was God when my wife left me, stealing my children with her? Where was God when I was disowned by my family? Where was God when I was left penniless on the street, forced to steal for my life? Where was God when I was framed for murder! Was he watching after me?”
 
A teardrop appeared in Johnathan's eye, a gesture that seemed odd in the convict's miserable world. A gesture that seemed wrong in these gray walls. “God gives men trials that they may show their faith. You may die, but if you die with God, you will live with him again in Heaven.”
 
“No,” the convict said, shaking his head. “My legacy is that of chaos. Even God isn't merciful enough to save a man such as I.”
 
The priest nodded, and sat down in the single chair in the convict's cell. He simply sat, silently. There was silence for several minutes. The convict fuming, the priest only sitting, mourning for a man he believed destined to Hell.
 
The priest finally spoke. “What was your favorite hymn?” he asked.
 
“It was Glory to God once.” he said. “It spoke of peace on earth and good will towards men. Heh, to think I used to actually believe that that was possible.”
 
The pastor nodded. “Mine is A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief, do you know why?”
 
The convict shook his head. “Why?”
 
“Because it shows what God's nature truly is. In the song, he disguises as a poor and wretched beggar, and asks a man for food. The man says yes. Christ asks for shelter, the man says yes. Finally, Christ asks for the man to die for him in much the same manner as you are now about to die. Christ will challenge us, we may even die for him, but if we hold strong, he will save us.”
 
The priest stood. “And now I'm afraid that I must take my leave.” The priest stood.

“See you,” the Convict said.

The priest turned. “Ask yourself,” he said. “Did God drive you out, or in your misery, did you drive away God?”

The convict could do nothing but laugh. “You are a strange man, priest.” He leaned back against the wall. “Go speak to a man who will live to see your teachings.”

What did that man know of God? What did that man know of the Convict's life? He laid down, and stared at the walls. They were gray, but perhaps not as gray as he'd believed. Black flecks, stains from another man's urine, never cleaned up.

It might not be gray, in color, but it was still devoid of happiness. Of pleasure, of love. It was nothing. He fell to sleep.

He had come home to find his house empty. His wife's belongings gone. He had no children for. It wasn't her, it was him. He was unable to bear the children she wanted.

She wasn't greedy. She took her clothes, her movies, her desk, her books. Nothing else. Maybe she was in a hurry, maybe she didn't have space to move everything, but she left plenty.
 
“Wake up.”
 
The convict's eyes opened slowly. The first thing he saw was the chair the priest had been sitting in. A gray chair, of course. In it, was a white piece of paper. The convict sat up, grabbing the piece of paper, and look at it. “A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief,” the title said. The convict shook his head, and pocketed it in his blue pants.
 
“It's time,”

The convict looked up at the prison guard who had spoken. “I'm to die now?”
 
“Yes.” It was a strange feeling to the convict, strange to know that in a few short minutes, his life was to be over.

The convict nodded. “Very well.” The cell door opened, and several guards walked inside. They cuffed him, and the convict held the paper in his hands, hidden from view. The guards walked him along the hallway.
 
The convict looked at the piece of paper, cupping his hands so that only he could see it. “In prison I saw him next,” the convict read. “To meet a Traitor's doom at Morn. The Tide of lying tongues I stemmed, And honored him 'mid shame and scorn. My friend's utmost zeal to try, he asked if I for him would die. The flesh was weak, my blood ran chill, But my free spirit cried, I will.”
 
The guards opened a door and escorted the convert into a small room. A room with only a chair inside. “Then in a moment to my view The stranger started from disguise. The tokens in His hands I knew The Savior stood before mine eyes. He spake, and my poor name He named,“Of Me thou hast not been ashamed. These deeds shall thy memorial be; Fear not, thou comest unto Me.”

He looked into the viewing room. Gray walls still, walls that had seen sadness, walls that had seen hate. It was empty. No friends, no family. What did the priest know of God? The Convict had nothing.

“Did God drive you out, or did you drive away God?”

The convict lost his job after his wife left. He got into drinking at first, until he was kicked out of his apartment for lack of rent. It was all downhill from there. The church helped him at first, but even they left him when he refused to stop drinking.
 
A tear streamed down the convict's face. He felt a firm hand grabbed his arm, and felt himself pushed into the cold metal chair.
 
“Dear God,” he finally whispered. “My Heavenly Father. You have tested me, and only at the end do I realize the truth.”
 
Water was dripped over his brow. “I left you.” A metal helmet was placed on his head. “I may be late, but please,” the guards left the room. “forgive me for what I have done.”
 
He saw a man in the viewing room grab a lever. “Father, let me return to you!”
 
The man pulled the lever, and the convict was no more.


(Last edited by Stinky Underpants on 08-21-10 06:20 PM)
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Lord Vulkas Mormonus

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Since: 10-29-04
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Posted on 08-18-10 06:26 PM, in Taking a Leave Link
Give him a break, he's allowed to post this stuff.

Good luck with your outside-of-Xeogaming stuff though. You can dominate real life now!
Lord Vulkas Mormonus

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Since: 10-29-04
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Posted on 08-18-10 07:15 PM, in Inception Link
I don't know...I've seen it twice now, and I do think its a really good movie...

But I don't think its quite as awesome as a lot of people seem to think it is. Its got a good plot, and everything ties together well, but I've honestly liked every one of Christopher Nolan's other movies better than this.

Now if you want to truly have your mind blown, I'd reccomend Memento. That's a truly crazy movie.
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Posted on 08-19-10 10:02 AM, in Starting to think I might be hypoglycemic Link
So Xeo...

You getting tested?

If not, there is another way for you to keep your blood sugar up. If you want, you can buy a blood-sugar monitor, which you should be able to buy at Target or Wal-Mart. It basically just involves you taking a small prick, it measures your blood sugar ( two hours after you start eating, anything less than 75 is low, and anything more than 120 is a little high.)

This is actually something that a lot of diabetics use for controlling their blood sugar. Basically, the idea is, carbs increase your blood sugar level, and lack of carbs makes it go down. However, if you have diabetes, and you start eating lots of carbs to keep your blood sugar up, it can get VERY dangerous.

So again I say, talk to a doctor and figure out what's going on.
Lord Vulkas Mormonus

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Posted on 08-19-10 10:04 AM, in Rank Link
...

NOW how am I supposed to pass Cairoi?
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Posted on 08-19-10 10:19 AM, in The person below me Link
False, I'm all Harry Dresden, dawg!

The person below me is still Rogue.
Lord Vulkas Mormonus

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Posted on 08-19-10 10:22 AM, in The Last U.S. Combat Brigade Has Left Iraq!! Link
Two, three years ago, I probably would have disagreed with this, but since I haven't kept up with the news nearly so much recently, I'll agree its probably about time.
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Posted on 08-20-10 07:25 PM, in XGF COMPETITION ENTRY: The Convict Link
Well, I was sort of hoping I'd have until the 21st to edit it, but you know...

I guess I didn't.
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Since: 10-29-04
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Posted on 08-20-10 09:00 PM, in XGF COMPETITION ENTRY: The Convict Link
Yeah, you'll notice I left a good 800 words for editing/additions. I'm sure I'll be tightening up my story tonight, especially in the beginning.
Lord Vulkas Mormonus

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Since: 10-29-04
From: North Carolina, United States. World, Sol System, milky way

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Posted on 08-20-10 11:17 PM, in 2010 XGF Story Competition!! Link
Yeah, I know I made previous edits last time we did this, so I was hoping that judging time would wait until submitting time was over.
Lord Vulkas Mormonus

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Since: 10-29-04
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Posted on 08-21-10 12:10 AM, in The person below me Link
xD, true.

The person below me is STILL Rogue, xD.
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Since: 10-29-04
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Posted on 08-21-10 10:35 AM, in Inception Link
Spoiler:
I saw it in IMAX, from the front row, and believe me, the top definitely wobbled.

However, that doesn't neccesarilly mean anything, as shown by this article... http://www.chud.com/articles/articles/24477/1/NEVER-WAKE-UP-THE-MEANING-AND-SECRET-OF-INCEPTION/Page1.html

As for the fall...they had to experience the feeling of falling in their current layer of dreaming in order to wake up. So, the van would only wake them up if they were awake in the van, the fall from the elevator would only wake them up if they were awake in the elevator, etc.

And for those wondering about the bathtub, its a different type of drug. You'll notice that he didn't wake up in the bathtub until he was already underneath the water, soaked, similiar to how you can wake up when having a bucket of water thrown on you. The idea is that the drugs weren't nearly as powerful for the first dream.
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Posted on 08-21-10 11:35 PM, in Oh Facebook Conundrums XD Link
So people you think its okay to laugh at these jokes? cause if so you really have no place in this conversation and can back off right now. I may not be able to come up with a funny post but I am trying to copy these people, how can you be against that?
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