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At the risk of sounding corny, when I die, I don't want you to feel sorry or anything. I don't want that kind of thing going on between us.

I just want us to spend the time we have in the best way we can, and everything else is irrelevant for me.

I just take a word, and remove the vowels from it. Piss-easy to remember, and nobodies going to guess it.

When I'm dead, sorry guys. But that's that. I probably won't care if you guys know about it, or not. I'm dead, remember! I have bigger concerns.

So if I ever stop posting for, say, six months, and you haven't heard from me at all, that means I'm never going to post again either.

These things happen. If Barcik gets blown up because of this war, he's gone. He'll never post here again, and we'll never know about it. That's the situation. Personally, I'd actually prefer to not know he died.

Good luck sorting out the things you want to sort out. This community is losing a strong personality with your leaving. I hope to see you around again soon.

I think the first thing we need to do, is get some server space, and get somebody to make us a design. So instead of going "wanneer is het klaar" and "start de groep", we should all be "zoeken naar een manier om onze site op het internet te krijgen". That's the vital first step.

Religion is like a gun. It's essentially a great thing, but it should never be used against anybody.

Next time, it might be worth to consider picking some dedicated people, from these forums, to read the debate threads and decide on the winner.

Course, the contestants would have to use other names to post under - so these judges wouldn't fall pray to favoritism.

It would solve the not enough votes and the your panel of people you've picked to read and decide who wins are really lazy and can't be bothered to go through all that text problems.

What with me and Unilin being the only two people to reach round two, I hereby declare us both co-winners. So this contest ends on a happy note after all. Wheeze!

Today, I got a glimpse of Unilins Diary
In it, was his favourite recipe:

Step one: Find dirty underpants in grandma's drawer
Step two: Put in mixer, blend, devour

Also in there was information about his youth, for all to be seen
Turns out he's been abadoned on a porch by his parents... at the age of nineteen

He's also had to have brain surgery done, not once, twice, but fifty times
Not because it's so persistant, but because his brain, the doctors just couldn't find

Ah, as you see, Unilin - a sophisticated person he's not
And also, he's like this huge world-devouring robot
Which, speaks for his character, very much... not!

Nah. It's one of those things they stamp you with when you're no longer insane. It takes years of extensive therapy to achieve one of those, so I can understand how Phil would be very proud with his. I'm still working very hard to get mine.

Incidentially, the Vsc seems to stands for: "Very Sane Cat"

I once had a cat called supervoice
He threw up a hairball which had in it, a living mouse

The mouse was, understandably, not entirely at ease
And produced some excrement, which strangely contained a live flea

The flea stood up, proud
and said, in a voice quite loud:

"Well, blimey. This experience sure did suck
Fortunately, there is one thing - for which I thanked my luck.
As rotten a state this may have been, that which I found myself in
I could always take pride in not being Unilin."

-.-

Sorry. To pay for the crack team of writers I hired to write this poem, I had to include a banner in my post. I hope by doing this I'm not breaking any of the rules. If I am, I'll immediately remove it

You have to play this game, if only just so you don't deprive your grandchildren of one good experience in your life you can tell them about. It is brilliant, and it deserves to be in every adventure gamers drawer. Or nostril - if that's your kind of thing.

FATMAN RULES THE WORLD! THANKS IONIAS!

TEH NO!!1!!

Well, that might be what sam and max hell looks like. Nobody can tell, with any degree of confidence - since lucasarts adventure game characters don't die. I wouldn't be surprised if the real secret of monkey island is actually how Stan manages to make a living selling used coffins and life insurance.

But, back to my original point, which you so deviously tried to steer your own corrupt consciousness away from - no doubt because you're a serial killer who will one day end up there: People who think they're not evil, are the only people who deserve to be in hell. Everybody makes mistakes, after all. So hell, to me, would be a place where people think they positively have to be in heaven, and everybody else with them - simply because they wound up there. And lo, it would be a truly sucky place to be.

You die, and you wind up in a rappidly spinning amusement park ride. You're extremely nausious, you have a splitting headache, your have terrible stomach pain. Around you are lots of people laughing at your pain, in high shrieking voices. You feel extremely bad. Then, somebody shouts at you from above, stating that you're in hell, and asks you if you think you belong there.

Anyone who answers "yes", gets to go to heaven.

Hell = not having anything to look forward to, having nothing to do, and having no way to escape. Man, that would be painful.

Django, Jimi, and that guy Butcher once told me to get an mp3 off, and who blew my mind so completely that I forgot his name. I believe it was a Stevie.

Yummy! That's good readin'

Political: Nelson Mandela, Ghandi, Martin Luther King, Raoni, Baby Jesus.

Music: Bob Marley, Bob Dylan, Jimi Hendrix, John Lennon, Muddy Waters.

Comedy: Kamagurka, Monty Python, Matt Groening.

Sport: Maradona, that guy who ran the first marathon and died, Pele, Mohammed Ali.

Movie Characters: The dude, Sam from LOTR, and Oscar Schindler's accountant.

Simple: You'll gots to mail it to me on borreborre@hotmail.com. I lost the password to my other account.

Probably not.

Thought I must admit, I have used the bottom pooing on the side one quite often, without really knowing what it meanth. People must have thought I was a real pervert. Darn.

I can easily see an adventure game in the style of Max Payne - with lots of heart-pounding action, but with many puzzles and interrogations as well, becoming the next big thing. The thing diablo did was take lots of things which made RPG games good, and combine it with snazzy, modern gameplay. That could happen for us. I would also hate to see what we like being turned into a bland money making scheme - and in that department, I don't want something like Diablo to happen either.

And I officially disagree, here and now, with Eric. If thru some kind of special alien trickery a substance in our drinking water turns everybody gay, and I wind up being a lonely old man, pissed off at how games are all about blood and gore, and nothing else - I will at least have one thing to look forward to. Very unlikely, yes - but one has to look out for ones future old self.

And, if it's a consolation to everybody who doesn't believe adventure games will come back - text adventures have been dead for a really long time as well, and yet there has never before been a greater quantity or quality of the things to play. It's not because companies don't supply us with games, that they'll be gone. I see the amateur adventure game scene growing incredibly, up to the point where we have too many free games to play to really care wheter or not companies ressurect our favourite genre.

And all will be good.