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Posted on 06-04-06 04:34 PM, in Jesus Christ-Super Savior Link
due to popular demand (by that one guy) here is the whole movie, sorry for the poor sound quality and mumbling by the star, kevin press. he has a speech impediment thingy.
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Posted on 06-06-06 11:13 PM, in Jesus Christ-Super Savior Link
the reason the ending, and trap is so bad is because the film teacher Mr. Knox (aka the pope), forbids violence in the movies.
we were pushing it with the very end
and the star, who cant act, was in the movie because the whole idea was spawned off the fact that he looked like jeus

ps
there will be a sequel next year, with a better plot and actuall fighting, with, omg, REAL ACTORS

pps
i am also currently working on a documentary about sam north, a god amongst men

ppps
the reason he didnt notice the trap was that he was blinded by greed, imagine having jesus fighting for you, he could have easily recaptured the pope and continued his plan with increased firepower
and the holy oath, no longer a demon shit, is just a catch-22


(Last edited by FX114 on 06-07-06 02:21 AM)
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Posted on 06-07-06 09:08 PM, in Sam North Documentary Link
Documentary about Sam North, a god among men.



Some of this movie contains mark harris (shaddow flight) when he got bored and started telling chuck norris jokes, but sam north.


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Zombie Marco








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Posted on 06-08-06 12:10 AM, in Sam North Documentary Link
ok, a next time?
also, the reason u cant hear dani is cuz that particular take the record audio lvl was way low.
and, i filmed the whole thing in 1 lunch period, then edited it in one night so lets see u do that good with that amount of time.
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Posted on 06-08-06 12:32 AM, in Sam North Documentary Link
the final is a hero project, i was gonna do this cool guy who works with young men, but i ran out of time and did sam instead
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Posted on 06-08-06 04:24 AM, in Kleptomanic (Another movie by moi) Link
another movie, filmed in 2-3 classes, completely improvised, pure awesome, just cuz it has butters.

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Posted on 06-08-06 04:35 AM, in The Thirteenth Gate Link
Book im working on with Sam North as my editor (see the documentary of him here http://board.xeogaming.net/thread.php?id=7789)


chapter 1
Hell found me. It came to me every night in my dreams. Every night since that fateful day two years and seven months ago. The day I closed the twelfth gate. Now the thirteenth gate is open. The final gate. It had all led to this. All the fighting. All the hiding. All the death.

I lay on my back staring at the peeling off-white plaster ceiling. Two years and seven months I had been searching for the thirteenth gate. Two years and seven months and nothing. Zero. I could only hope that Dumont was having as much luck as me.
Someone knocked on the hotel room door. I started, my mind zeroing in on the one obvious question: Who could it be? The options ran through my head like a mouse on a treadmill, that is to say going nowhere. No-one knew I was here, I had checked in late last night.

"Mister Hanson? Are you there? It's me, Officer Bradley. I just want to have a few words with you. Mister Hanson?"

He paused momentarily before kicking the door in, but by then I was long gone.

As I rode out of the town on my Harley I cursed. How did that cop find me? The poor man didn't even know what was really going on. He was just a foolish man that was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I parked my bike outside of a nondescript, shabby bar. I looked up. The flickering neon sign read:
TH EIG T BA L. I walked in and ordered a screwdriver, my staple during these desperate times. I sat at the bar and let the orange juice and vodka sluice down my throat.

As I put the glass down I heard soft footsteps approaching from behind me. He didn't know who I was. They never do. If he did, he would have been extremely careful. He must have been hired to kill me. Or, if either of us were lucky, it was just a normal mugging. It wasn't. He didn't know what I was capable of. He was about to find out.

I heard the soft sound of metal being slowly drawn across fabric. Was it a gun or a knife? The answer was revealed as I heard the sound of a second piece of metal being pulled out, accompanied by the faint rattling of bullets. This man was obviously very inexperienced to load a gun right behind his target. I wondered how much he was getting payed for this job. Then I wondered how much he would pay to have never taken it.

I waited for the right moment to strike. Click. That was it, As the man put the clip into his pistol I spun around in the barstool and swept his legs out from under him with my feet. The moment he hit the floor I jumped up and planted my knuckle into his throat. I turned around and reached for my glass just as it exploded.

I flicked my eyes to my left, they were met by the concentrated stare of another assassin, a woman this time. She would be very striking, were it not for the pistol trained on my head. It was a small caliber weapon, a Smith&Wesson. The assassin steadied the gun and puled the trigger. The bullet slid into the chamber and the hammer hit the back of the bullet. The gunpowder ignited and sent the bullet out of the barrel, past my head and into the wall.

This was not, as it may seem, a warning shot. The bullet that hit the wall was meant for my head. And the woman had very good aim. The problem was that as the bullet sailed through the air I stepped around it and stopped behind the woman. Before she realized where I had gone, I pulled the small hunting knife from her boot and pressed it against her throat.

I looked across the bar at the man sitting at the far table. He slowly pulled a shotgun out from under the table. We stared at each other other. He pumped a shell into the gun. Chk-chk. I tightened my grip on the knife. A drop of the woman's blood hit the floor. Plink.

I decided to break the silence. "Who do you work for?"

A voice from behind me answered. "Why, he works for me young sir." It was a voice I had heard many times. A deep haunting voice. But this time it sounded more distant.

"I see you've mastered your newly gained powers of remote viewing, Dumont."

"Yes I have. And your powers of foresight have suited you well."

"Yes they have."

"Let's dispense with the formalities. I arranged this little meeting to tell you something. Would you like to know what?"

"Not really, but I suppose that doesn't make a difference, now does it."

He laughed, "Of course it does. Do you think that after all these years we've known each other, I wouldn't respect your opinion. What would the Master say to me if he found that I was being that rude."

"I don't know. I'd ask him, but that's a little hard, considering you KILLED HIM."

"Now, now. Don't let your emotions get out of control, that kind of thing can get you killed. You had just as much to do with killing the Master as I did. If I remember correctly you dealt the first blow."

"And you dealt the last."

Another laugh, "Yes that is true. What's this, are you getting angry? The last time I saw you express any emotion was in the 10th gate, when you attacked me out of pure rage. No, no.
It was in the 10th gate when you let me escape, because you felt too merciful to kill me."

"I won't make that mistake this time."

I let out a scream as I pushed the woman forward, into the man with the shotgun. I quickly pulled out my pistol and shot through them both. I spun around, but the bar was empty.



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Posted on 06-08-06 04:58 AM, in 6/6/06 Link
AAAAR it isnt even 666 its 6606 HOW IS THAT DEMONIC!!!!!!
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Posted on 06-08-06 12:23 PM, in Kleptomanic (Another movie by moi) Link
The reason i had to use that place for the fall is, well, im in high school, not many stunt men that i could use, you know? the actor was reluctant to even jump off of that 5 foot thing. and even if we could jump from a high place, where would we go? the school roof? would they let us? even if we tried to sneak up there the whole thing is alarmed.

i did the best i could by splicing in the shot from the top of the stairs (if u pause it you can see there are no feet in the shoes, cuz we had to stick them under the railing) but ya, thats my biggest regret about the movie.
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Posted on 06-08-06 12:31 PM, in The Thirteenth Gate Link

""Mister Hanson? Are you there? It's me, Officer Bradley. I just want to have a few words with you. Mister Hanson?"

Odd, this sounds like something from my Soldier of Fortune."
-Never seen it

"Bars have fabric? "
-when did I say they did?

""...planted my knuckle into his throat." Actually inside his throat, as in through the skin? On just on his throat? "
-You say 'I punched you in the stomach' not 'on the stomach' right?

""The problem was that as the bullet sailed through the air I stepped around it and stopped behind the woman."

When? Last the reader checked, you were still kneeling over the guy crushing his throat."
-No the last time you checked he was at the bar reaching for his glass

"There was silence? When? "
-its like a showdown, or stareoff w/e
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Posted on 06-08-06 11:17 PM, in Best Comprehensive X-Men Personality Quiz. "Non-cheatable!" Link
You scored as Colossus. Real Name: Piotr Nikolievitch Rasputin




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Posted on 06-08-06 11:19 PM, in The Thirteenth Gate Link
chapter 2
I stormed out of The Eight Ball and put on my helmet. As I rode away, I slapped my right pocket, dialing the speed dial on my cell phone. I talked into the bluetooth headset in my helmet.
"Earl. It's me. Have you found anything yet?"
The voice on the other end responded, "Not yet, but there was another man who came to me looking for the same types of items."
"Okay, Earl, listen to me. You have to get out of town. If he knows where you are, your life may be in danger."
"Why, no one would kill over silly little artifacts like these. Museums aren't even interested in them. I'm having a hard time figuring out why you're so interested in them."
"If I told you, it'd put you in even more danger. Just get out of town and hide."
"O.K. But--"
I hung up and quickly dialed another number.
"Zaccaria? I have a job for you. There's an artifacts dealer that I need you to protect."
"What? C'mon Sebastian, don't make me be a body guard, it's so boring."
"I think he knows something, Dumont's already visited him."
"And he survived?"
"No, I don't think Dumont tried to kill him."
"Well it's obvious, Dumont corrupted him."
"No, then he never would have said anything about Dumont visiting him."
"Fine I'll check it out. Where are you?"
"I'm in Arizona, I think the artifact may be located in the desert--"
I was cut off as the front tire of my motorcycle exploded. I was thrown into the air as it screeched to a halt. I flew thirty yards before landing on my right side. I stood and faced my attacker. He rode towards me on his bike. When he was next to the wreckage of my ride his slid to a stop. He pulled a large block-shaped pistol from a holster. I had seen a weapon like it somewhere.
He pulled the trigger and the end of the pistol began to glow, then suddenly a beam of light shot forth from it. With all of my speed I dove out of the way, but I wasn't fast enough. The beam hit me in the shoulder searing through skin, muscle, and bone. I landed once more on the ground.
The man jumped off the motorcycle, landing over me. He pulled the trigger again and the end began to glow. But this time i was prepared. I quickly brought my knees up to my chest and planted the steel shank of my riding boots on his chest. I extended my legs and sent the man flying through the air, landing on his feet far past his bike. I stood and quickly covered the distance. I climbed onto his bike and attempted to start it as he charged towards me. I glanced over at my attacker, and saw that his helmet had fallen off, revealing several wires originating from his temple, trailing beneath his shirt. I suspected that if I tore off the leather garment I would see a blue sensuit. This confirmed my suspicions about my attacker.
This also explained why I couldn't start the motorcycle. I opened my fist and took the recently severed thumb. I looked near the ignition and placed it there. The bike roared to life.
I rode away just as he reached me. He pulled out a revolver and fired three shots at me, but I was already gone.
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Posted on 06-09-06 12:22 AM, in Useless, though amusing at first, repeating animation sites Link
http://kontraband.com/show/show.asp?ID=1058&CAT=anims&NSFW=0&rtn=search-1058&Keywords=carrot

i had been meaning to watch this again, thnx
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Posted on 06-10-06 01:33 AM, in The Thirteenth Gate Link
I put in the double spacing the first chapter, forgot on the second, and if u didnt finish then u missed the climax, but ya, that chapter is kind of a lul, meant more for introducing the 3 new characters


"O.K. But--"

There was a click on the other end of the phone. Earl Adams slowly hung up the phone and turned to the man who had broken into his office minutes before.

"Th-th-there, I d-did what you want. N-now let me go."

The man in the white suit chuckled, "Do you hear that Merrick," he said to the seven and a half foot tall hooded black man standing beside him, "he wants us to let him go. What do you think we should do?"

"I think we should feed him to the hounds." the man replied in a deep, booming voice.

He laughed again, "That sounds like a fantastic idea." He began to slowly approach Earl. "The hounds would love some fresh meat." He raised his right hand and began removing the black leather glove, revealing charred flesh "But considering our lack of hounds.." His ungloved hand quickly shot out and latched itself on Earl's forehead.

A purple glow began to shroud the burnt appendage. Earl gasped for breath and spasmed and slumped onto the floor. Dumont walked behind his desk and began opening drawers. The first contained pencils, erasers, and other various office supplies. The second was filled with a hefty stack of pornographic magazines. The third, however was locked. Dumont pulled a key from the corpse's pocked and used it to unlock the drawer. Inside was a golden semicircle on a silver chain. He held it up, letting the light streaming in from the window glint off the strange engravings. After a few seconds he put it in the inside pocked of his jacket and began to leave the room.

"Merrick," he said as he replaced his glove, "burn it down."

The man nodded, and with a wave of his hand set the drapes aflame, before following his master.



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Posted on 06-10-06 05:16 PM, in U.S.S. Enterprise? Link
If in star trek, all of earth is united, which it is, then y is the ship called uss enterprise, when uss stands for united state ship?
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Posted on 06-10-06 11:45 PM, in ....... Link
that was sad.
the sad thing is that she obviosly spend time editing it, not just filming and posting, like the real numa numa.
also, how did she get a hot friend like that?
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Posted on 06-12-06 01:11 AM, in Trippy Image Link
I put that as my wallpaper

but then i got a headache and changed it back to wolverine
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Posted on 06-12-06 01:13 AM, in Pay attention to me Link
can ppl plz go on my youtube site and rate my movies? so far ive only got 2 :,-(

www.youtube.com/user/fortestudios
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Posted on 06-12-06 01:34 AM, in Aalderink-the rogue angel Link
Aalderink was an angel in the heavenly armada, but he was forced to flee when he attempted to free a demon he had befriended from hell. When his treachery was discovered he ran to Earth to hide. During his escape his wings were taken, but he was able to keep his divine powers.

Now he hides on earth using a mix of technology and the divine. He has replaced his wings with a pair of wings made from energy. He still weilds two flaming katanas, although the angellic army rarely uses such crude melee weapons anymore.

But while he was freeing his demonic friend, he was infeced by a dark force. He now can use the powers of the shadows, but at what cost?
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Posted on 06-12-06 01:52 AM, in My triumphant return to sim battling Link
Aalderink walked through the crowded urban street, carefully trying not to bump into the people around him, although they weren't being nearly as courteous. This was one of the rare days that he ventured into public, but he felt it was safe for the time being. But as he walked past a tall building he saw something in the reflection of the glass door that bothered him. There was someone that seemed to be following him. He wasn't sure why, but he had learned from experience to allways trust his insticts.
He quickly cut into an alley, and continued to hear footsteps behind him. He wasnt sure who this was, but if it was anyone sent after him by the Divine, then he stood no change against him without his swords.
He stepped out of the other end of the alley on to another busy street. He had to try to lose his stalker. He glanced behind him and burst into a run.
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