Drizzt Do'urden

I hadn't heard about this game until just a little while ago at the Gears of War launch. I'm pretty good friends with the Gamestop manager and I'm still surprised he's kept it from me for this long. I'm going to download the demo when I download my flashmap pack and golden weapon today before I commence the Marathon of gears.

The countdown has commenced, 11 hours to go is too much. For some reason I'm so juiced about this game, I couldn't sleep last night. I feel like I did when Halo 2 came out.

?You know you can?t kill me Isaac. You?re just?.? Everything went black as it usually does. Isaac had developed quite the little chamber of horrors. I was the guest of honor; the whole chamber was built just for me. Oddly enough there was what seemed to be the remains of freshly deceased mortals, apparently Isaac was testing the world; trying to find out if death still existed without, well without death. What Isaac and many other people don?t realize is I do the world a service. The overcrowding of souls creates a real problem for mankind. The wandering spirits gain power overtime, and I don?t just mean the power to materialize or manipulate small objects. In just four months of living in the mortal world the spirit will have accumulated enough energy to do practically anything they want. Their powers begin to materialize, depending on their personality, and other factors, they can manipulate objects as large as a bus. Some can manipulate their energy into attacks that can kill mortals; still others can manipulate the elements themselves. These are the spirits that must be destroyed; the ones that I have the most difficulty with. These are the spirits Isaac Paladin and his band of misfits want to keep around. Their plan is to raise enough spirits, capture them, and use their energy to reveal god and destroy heaven. Then with the power of god captured in their little energy cells, they plan on then going after hell; making them the ?gods? of everything. Of course they tell the press they?re just a simple spirit hunting society, of course nobody but me and the ?brothers? have seen Isaac since his death. His metal body that runs on pure spirit energy, energy that is capable of destroying souls, time is now running out. ?Wake up!? I can hear his voice, but I don?t respond. Whether I wake up or not he?s going to hit me with a blast of spirit energy. ?Wake up you son of a bitch, we have things to talk about!? I open my eyes. This is a different tactic; normally he would have hit me with spirit energy time and time again, testing his new body, seeing what kind of power his suit as evolved. I open my eyes and see Isaac standing there, his body looks just like his human body, though on the inside it was cold and hard. ?I?m going to ask you the same question we?ve been working on for three years now.? His breath is minty fresh, it?s disgusting. ?Where is your scythe?? Isaac is like the rest of humanity; he thinks that the scythe is my signature weapon. What he doesn?t know is the scythe is just what I want it to be. During the rise of Rome I worked a lot of overtime, the scythe you all know was a scimitar. It can become whatever I fancy, the same goes for my appearance. The robed omnipotent figure you all know and hate is just what I?ve been favoring lately. When I?m at my palace in the underworld, I usually favor my original appearance. I look just like a mortal, my natural appearance is about six feet tall, pretty skinny. I keep my hair shorter, slightly parted to the right. ?We?ve already been through this Isaac. This cannot go on, god will intervene and destroy you himself.? That got him fired up alright. ?I am god you shadow crawling coward. I will be a god people can see and believe in for that reason, and I won?t employ a single spirit to do my reaping. No I will do it myself, in the open unafraid of what simple people think!? ?That?s enough Isaac, just do it already. You know I?m not giving up my scythe.? That did it, he hit me with a blast so powerful it rendered me unconscious instantly. He was getting stronger, which marked he would probably be able to kill me in another couple of years. Little did I know that my own prophecy would be coming true soon.

Honestly I was thinking that maybe a chapter thing sort've like Lucas did. Turn it into a trilogy of its own. Chapter 1 the bounty hunter fights, possibly loses a limb (to hopefully be replaced like they did in the original star wars) and the Sith/Jedi find out. Chapter 2 huge battles between the jedi and sith looking for the bounty hunter. chapter 3 he chooses and all hell breaks loose (I guess its sort've like the first three from the trilogy but different at the same time.)

Sam ran to the window, opened it and yelled for Gaia who was already out the front door. "Hey Gaia, pick us up some dinner will you I'm starving!" She shot him a look that even at that idstance could have killed. Turning from the window Sam decided he'd try and catch up to her. She already had a head start, so Sam sprinted out the front door, turned in the direction Gaia went and ran down the street. He'd hoped to catch up, maybe she could give him some insight as to what exactally they were supposed to be doing.

that's def a start. I'm not sure how you want to handle this, ideas through PM or keep posting them here to allow for multiple peoples input? Well I was thinking about the same, except that it could be a race to get him to join either side. Instead of the sith hunting him down, they would be searching just like the jedi, and I think for an added twist someone should be a "traitor" in the ranks. Someone that only Dragons Wolfie (since its his baby) knows who it is, plus I assume he would be the bounty hunter.

huh, well guess that would've been easier than I thought. Well at least getting it on here, I'm sure the whole thing wouldn't be a piece of cake.

That's a great idea, will the boards be able to support it in a post? Or would you have to make a link to a special page? I don't know much about all that, but as far as storyline goes I'm more than happy to throw in my two cents.

Not many people know me by my real name. Hell, anymore I can't say I know my real name. Its been over 200,000 years since I've even heard my name uttered. Instead I'm known as the Reaper, Grim Reaper, and possibly my personal favorite Reaper of Souls. That last one was uttered for the first time when I was seen taking Alexander the Great so many years go. He receieved more attention then a certain man god who was killed for your "sins". Sins....that always makes me laugh. Even to this day, it seems so ludacris that you are given the right to do whatever you please and still get into heaven. Yet I still cart millions of souls to the underworld each year. Taking millions of people each year isn't very difficult. Not many people are sent off the old way. No mourning for days on end, then cremation, no its not done like that. I can just go to a funeral home, morgue, or even wait till the soul leaves the body when its buried underground; then its an easy grab the body and leave. No my job couldn't have been easier, that is until that fateful day. If the souls wait to long, they roam free and become a pain in my ass. They get the chance to run, and oh boy do they run. Even the ones who are going to heaven run, the earthly body you're given has such appeal to you. It would be so much easier if I didn't have to do all the leg work, if Satan and God would just fight it out. That's not what this story is about, no this story is about a group of people that call themselves "The Paladin Brotherhood". The self-righteous sons of bitches came about when i took their leader, that smug bastard named Isaac Paladin's father (yes he changed his name to Paladin to assert himself as leader, can you say full of himself?). Issac's family had an odd ritual of sitting with the body for days and days on end. I won't tell you how many nights until the soul wriggles free; you'll have to find that out on your own. Anyways, the whole family sat with the body for days and days on end. Finally I couldn't wait even a moment longer. I tried sneaking in when the familiy was asleep, but of course little Isaac was awake. He alerted the family to the "intruder", poor little bastard didn't realize the power that his "god" has given me. Right there I reaped the whole family, in front of Isaac's eyes to took his father, mother, brother, grandmother, and several cousins. I was all set to get that little bastard, but he snuck out during the fray and the one thing I can't do is find the living. I finally go the chance again when Isaac died 50 years later, little did I know that Isaac and his "brotherhood" had taken advantage of the technological advances of the early 2000's and created an artificial body for Isaac. When I went to reap him, his soul had wiggled out early and into that body. I had to fight him, needless to say I lost. Isaac tortured me for years inside his prison, he'd developed a whole arsenal of spirit world technology that held the ability to destroy. This is the story of my battle with Isaac and his brotherhood. The time in which there was no death, and mankind made its worst decision to date. They attempted to kill god himself......... Well this is the first installment of my short story "The Reaper". I'd be glad to hear what you think of it. I'm thinking its only going to be around 10-15 chapters. Each about as long as this one, if its well enough recieved I'll either put up the next installment. I'm thinking maybe a series of short stories.

In the end it doesn't come down to anyone liking your or disliking your. Everyone has their own opinions on issues and you can't just assume that since nobodies saying "Oh my goodness you're so right Obama's going to bring about firey hail that will destroy a third of the world" or whatever the exact count is. I'm a christian and while I don't think Obama is the anti-christ by any means, I picture the anti-christ as having a little more influence. Obama is too unlikeable to be the anti-christ. Plus any true christian would welcome the end of the world, I know I just opened up a WHOLE can of worms because I can't say I'm looking forward to the apocalypse. But as the bible said the righteous will be taken before and will not have to suffer. So give me a call once you get called up to heaven, that way I know its started.

As I told you in my pm I'd be on board to throw up some ideas. The only question I still have is what would everyone else be doing? Would they all be sith trying to join together and go after the bounty hunter? Or jedi with the same goal? Honestly this may make a pretty decent fan fiction piece if you don't get the response you were looking for here.

don't be discouraged on it, right now there are quite a few RPs out there. Just because it doesn't work out now, give it some time (and by sometime I mean a month or two) and try again. You never know it may work, I myself was interested, but I had my band of seven idea I was working on. Plus I'm already in a few RPs and am maxed out. Or instead of trying to revamp it, pm some people you know on here for ideas on what it needed to draw more of a crowd, it can never hurt having more than one opinion.

I've played Mercenaries two, and would be interested in how you would incorporate it in the Naruto universe. I'll check out the link when I'm at home today and give you my two cents on it.

I wanted to make a thread completly divoted to Gears of War 2, which in my opinion is going to probably going to shadow the other shooters that have and will come out the rest of the year. I'm actually taking the day off of work on Friday to A) pickup my copy from gamestop at midnight, and B) start playing online asap. Are there any UK members out there getting this game when it comes out? If so I was hoping you could give us a little post after you pick it up to tell us what its like.

It seems pretty cool, though is it the type of game where a single headshot will take one of the zombies down? Or is it a button smashing frenzy to pull off enough shots to kill them? I have to agree with you about resident Evil outbreak, it would have been a lot of fun online.

Now you can't really play the "People just voted for him because he's black" card, because there are many people heck who I even know, who didn't vote for him because he was black. Plus when you consider that over 60% of people in the U.S. are white, and only something like 12% in the last census were black there's no real logic in worrying about whether he won due to his race. I applaud the fact that we have a black president, though I do wish it would have been a more satisfying victory. During a time when republicans are under so much fire for the current economy (which if you look to history, the first 2 years (on average) of a presidents term are almost always leftovers of the previous preident. The economy started to spiral down almost as soon as Bush was elected (so if you believe statistics it wasn't totally his fault). Not making excuses, things haven't been the best with Bush. But because of that, more people (this is just based on the people I know) were likely to vote because they wanted a democrat in office no matter who it was, then because of race.

"Hurry up and beat Luthian!" Yeah right that was going to be easier said than done. John came up on him, but Luthian was not going to let John strike first. Both blades slashed down hard, John met them with his halberd easily parrying. That's when the wave hit, it knocked John back away from Luthian. John glanced up in awe at the huge beast perched high upon the cliff, it didn't seem real. Almost as if, it wasn't real but merely an omen. John realized the folly of worrying about something that wasn't an enemy...yet as Luthian slammed into him. John rolled up, searing pain lept from his shoulder. Glancing down, it seemed a spike on Luthian's armor dug deep into John's arm. "You bastard!" John called as he charged Luthian again, blade met blade as John swung for Luthian's head. Luthian slashed low with his other katana, John lept over spinning the weapon over his head and down at Luthian. The more experienced warrior parried easily, slashing at John from the side. John, however, was given all of Ryo's previous battle experience, and luckily for him it was extensive. John kicked up, knocking the blade off course. He used the staff as a pivot point and swung himself around it landing with a foot straight into Luthian's chest. Luthian got his balance, and looked up just as John released a ball of pure cold. John smiled as he watched his attack close in on Luthian, who simply smiled back. "You want to play with fire eh kid? Watch out you don't get burned!" Luthian laughed as a wall of flame burst forth from him, destroying John's attack easily. John dodged the flame and charged again, as he neared Luthian he slammed his halberd into the ground, pole vaulting himself over Luthian. John landed, kicked backwards and knocked Luthian off his feet. John didn't give him a chance to move, he thrusted his blade straight towards Luthian, the killing blow. It was going to be over, suddenly however Luthian blasted forth a jet of flame, straight into John's face. John reeled back, screaming at the top of his lungs. Luthian had managed to blind him, hopefully not permanentally. John formed a huge wall of ice around himself, praying the pain and the blindness would go away before Luthian killed him.

[quote name='Sangome'][SIZE="1"]The main thing I worry about is Obama's policy on the Iraq war. Is he pulling everyone out right away? Slowly? Looking over it first? SIZE][/QUOTE] I'm sure he'll look over it first, but his "plan" is to pull our troops out of Iraq and place them in Afghanistan which as a servicemen I absolutely disagree with, it honestly scares me as well. Not for fear of increased terrorist attempts, pulling out of Iraq won't really do that. If, however, we do pull out of Iraq quickly we're dooming many good people to die horribly. I know there are going to be people, I believe we've had a similar debate on here, who say "oh let them die, they're going to die anyways". Just a scenario, we get tasked for jobs to the AEF (the middle east) every year. When jobs going to Iraq come up, the slots fill up immediateally with people from our unit. When they come up for Afghanistan, however, the tasking goes out to other units well over half the time due to people not volunteering.

[quote name='Europa'][COLOR="Blue"] A person 6 years younger than McCain is better than someone inexperienced.:p[/COLOR][/QUOTE] I was reading this thread for the first time just now and had to post a reply even before finishing it. Obama was the most inexperienced choice, sure he has some time in the senate but no real leadership time. Palin at least is in a head office seat, though arguably on a much, much smaller scale. I just hope he stands as strong as he did on the campaign trail when he is confronted by Iran and North Korea in a few years.

I don't think you'll ever find Soju in any western store...at least not soju like you can get in Korea....actually if I lived in Korea I would probably just die from drinking OB and soju every night (actually almost happened to me at a jucy....well a bar.) Jaggerbombs are a great way to get hammered....well if you drink enough of them. They do taste pretty good as long as they're the first thing you drink. My familiy makes jagger nukes, we have 5 big gulp cups (64 oz). Fill them 3/4 of the way with Jagger and a tiny bit of redbull and call me in the morning....just to let you know who your with and where your at. As for the milk thing, I'm not even going to add my two cents. If it works for you it works, I don't think I could stomach it though. Maybe if I was drinking something sweet and light, but then there would be no reason to. All in all, if you have to risk every lunch you've had for a week just to drink. I'd probably elect not to drink.

Name: Alcolyte Age: Unknown Appearance: [URL="http://img257.echo.cx/img257/8247/x14sn.jpg"]Alcolyte[/URL] Personality: Alcolyte is simply sadistic. Though he doesn't believe in random killings, if someone or something is in the way it needs to die. Its said that one time he had a softer side, but after the death of his love he lost it. Weapon: Double Bladed Halberd with a shortend handle and giant blade Power: Alcolyte's heritage has given him the benefit of extended life, and the ability to use his claws as weapons. He'd also been given something else, the ability to conjure fire. He can ignite anything he touches, his halberd which has been in his family for over five centuries has been endowed the ability to enhance the families powers by catching fire and burning as long as the user has power to keep the flames burning. How did you decide to join the group?: Alcolyte has searched for centuries to find the answer to his loves killer. He found it finally in the Band of Seven, the killers were a perfect remedy. Alcolyte hunted down and killed many in the hundred years it took for him to locate the jewels that were made the resurection possible.

Frank checked every floor on the way up the building the best he could in the dwindling light. He just knew it had be Niclas, he didn't know how he knew but he did. The stairwell was the worst part of the building, the wooden stairs splintered and cracked under every step he took. [I]God Damnit, there's no way I can sneak up on him like this[/I] Frank considered retreating, trying to make it to the watchtower. That thought was folly and he knew it though, there was open ground between there and here. Even in this light there was a strong chance he'd take a bullet to the head. The pistol felt wet in his hands, looking down it was becasue he was sweating a ton. For the first time in this damned war he was nervous, being a sniper was easy for him. He'd killed 15 men, 3 of them were snipers like him. But Niclas, he was different; Niclas was the reason that over 30 good soldiers had lost their lives. Frank finally reached the top floor, this particular floor only had one door. It must've been for the superintendent and his family, maybe this was a stroke of luck? Frank slowly pushed in the door, that he probably could've blew down, easing his way in the whole time expecting a bullet to the brain. He inched his way in, and immediatealy saw Nichlas. He was sitting at a window, starring out. Frank eased his way in the room, careful of tripwires or other boobie traps that could make this victory hollow. He looked to his right, a family was sitting at the table apparently a husband, a wife, a little girl, and an older brother. The sight almost made frank gag, he inched his way towards the window. When he was in range to pull of a shot without a chance of missing, Frank shot a single shot into the head. He then hit the floor as the expected shot rang out, luckily he saw the head of the decoy roll off just before the shot came. [I]That bastard must be at the table[/I] Frank sprinted towards the door he came in, another shot. Frank dove out the door, rolled up and ran down the stairs to the next floor down. Niclas won this first skrimish, but Frank had already started working on his next plan.

I'd say my favorite all time faction would have been the original four horsemen. Though my favorite tag team of all time would have to have been the "Rock and Sock Connection" that was by far the funniest tag team alliance of all time, hated the NWO though. It warped Hulk Hogan into something he never fully recovered from.

I know you had mentioned your condition in one other thread that affects your grammar so I won't touch on that. This is actually one of your better pieces, I'm not sure if you're learning or this is just something you feel more comfortable with. Plus you didn't mention kissing or anything else which I like. I'll keep up with this one, just make sure when it comes to your matches you go into detail about it, you know mention every move don't just bounce from the match starting to someone winning.

I can't believe I forgot this, I'm not sure where you are from. But there's a drink made in Korea (I think its possible to get it, though I know you can't in the states) called Soju. Its the most tastless thing you can ever drink, a glass of Soju with just a teaspoon of something sweet like kool-aid or fruit juice and it tastes like you are drinking a glass of whatever you added, plus the kick is amazing. 4 or 5 of those and you'll be gone, and I mean GONE. Would anyone be able to tell me ifyou can get it outside of the states? (U.K. residents and the such?) [quote] Why would anyone want to get drunk? [/quote] I'd have to say I always wondered that. If you keep it in moderation (I only get drunk every couple of drill weekends, and when I go TDY) its a blast. I kind've think it would get old if you did it all the time, but the buzz is the real best thing. When you get that warm feeling in your face.