Messages

"hyper" as in ultra, as in mega, and really, really.
sorrry for any confusion.

What will the player see it at first though? a black screen? no offence, but that would be hyper annoying

I might make it, If I can get a phreeking job. Ontario, HO!

From what I have heard, to some people paki is an offencive word, and we should respect that. To me, fuck isn't that bad a word, but to my mother it is, as well as to a housemate of mine. so I don't say it around them , or if I am in a public place. We must remember this forum is like a group of people talking in a circle in a large park, not a bunch of guys and gals shooting the bull in some basement. don't be drunk and disorderly.

What I like about this forum is the grand discussions, the thrust and parry, the royal raspberry-ing. Sure, we can turn into gibbering doody heads, but that's the price we must pay for the freedom to express ourselves. For the most part we are mature men and woman, who sometimes get a bit carried away. Sure hot button issues can polarize us, but they do anyway, isn't it better to express our opinions, and expose our true colours, then to seethe behind a wall of courtly blandness?

I like Evil's "None that I know of." due to its initial simplicity. ROTFLWWP

I like the dog,
Seriously, they both look like highschool bimbo's.
[edit] dang got beat to it

I would say kleptomania can be replicated easily, but we don't do that, do we?
[edit] course, maybe why rpg'ers don't go on there own brand of rampages is that rpgs ARE their RL.

I'll check that

Heh, if we were influenced by Adventure games like they think violent games made people kill, then how come we don't go around picking up everything not glued to the floor and stuffing it all in our pcokets and walking around with two huge bulges in our trousers. (And maybe a third bulge depending on if you played a lot of Leisure Suit Larry.)

Or RPG's, why don't people go around wearing minuscule amounts of leather and nothing else, while killing dire squirrels and breaking into peoples houses, all the while screaming "quest!" I admit I like many violent video games,  Perfect dark is on my top 10 list games, along with doom and quake. I never had so much as fun as when I “chunked” the monsters in “quad” mode in quake.

This may sound silly but I recently (a few months ago) downloaded the latest version of AGS 2.71, I think. I was all set to make the world my own with mygame FINALLY created  and FINISHED. I was poking around when I realized somthing was horribly wrong. I couldnt find the add backround button. I looked everywhere, I checked help to see if it had been moved, but no, help said it was where it always was. but in the versio nI got it isn't.
HELP

good enough answer for me

leather goddeseses of phobies had some smell-ovision

This was the first sprite I posted, I am still fond of it, and will continue to make a game for him.

and these are my first hi res sprites. hopw to get better as I do more. and so will you.

thanks jet, I think I'll do a rewrite, explain the techno babble in more detail and yes, Bustard is a misspelling  :o but he is paralysed, the only things more then minimally operational are his eyes and brain. I'll explain  that better in the rewrite.

and now my response to a well worded critique
( thanks Babar)

I don't think gape jawed is an actual term. Could be wrong.

yes, your right, it not a real term, I was trying to describe a him being mostly dead, all none essential prosseses shut down.
the "1/40" could have been better clairified. sorry, it means his brain is only going at 1/ 40th of what it normaly is. this all part of M.S.P., Metabolistic Slowdown and Preservation. I would have let the guy rot, but i have a sequel in mind.

thanks Alliance,but any more informative critics then that?

this is a story I wrote. I like it for the most part, but I wonder what others think of it.
I can't improve without critics

***
He sat dry mouthed and gape jawed. He didn’t usually do this, but then he wasn’t used to being dead. Most people aren’t, but then most people aren’t soldiers. His brain was slowed down to 1/40, so slow that he didn’t even blink fast enough, so his eyes had to depend on the clear gel pack to stay moist. Good thing he had the gel packs, all he could do was watch. Something blurred at the corner of his eye, but it was gone before he could see it, probably some rat equivalent only the scientists would like. Well he was stuck here, might as well get comfortable, for a Dead guy. These and other thoughts slid slowly round his head as he sat waiting for evacuation. C’mon, when was the evac. ship going to get here? He sat, remembering the battle, it had gone well, he thought, They had flanked the bustards and then impaled them on the "Vang Cross and Strike" As far as he could tell, a lucky sniper had got him, he had been too exposed at the time he tried to take out that bogie. When he woke, there was no one around but the Dead. The official term for it was M.S.P., (Metabolistic Slowdown and Preservation) but to him, and most enlisted men, he was Dead. Not all-dead, the final show, the last hurrah, just Dead. Christ! Where were they?! When a brain turned morbid like that, you knew you had been waiting way too long. He was glad all the nerves were turned off down there or else he would have a monster itch, and no way to scratch. Oh great, now his eyeballs itched. why had he even thought of scratching. He would have laughed at the total absurdity of it, but he couldn’t do that either, but at least sounds of laughter echoed around his head. Ok, calm down, he was cracking up and he knew it, just calm down and pretend to take a deep breath. That nearly set him off again, but he squelched it in time. Still, this waiting was starting to really get to him. If they didn’t pick him up soon, he would go nuts, if he wasn’t already! How would he know he was crazy anyway? Well his thinking would be gibbled, but with his thinking gibbled, he wouldn’t be able to tell if he was crazy. That did set him off, laughter crackling inside his head.


He was so busy laughing, he didn’t notice the approach of the evacuation unit. He hardly noticed as they coldly looked over the Dead for sustainables, his near corpse looked over like a side of meat. "What do you think?" the junior medic asked "Well, this ones doing ok, physically, but endorphin readings say this one is going to need a lot of work to prep back to rated status" the older, more pragmatic senior medic answered. "Should we take him?" "Might as well, who knows, might be a soldier again some day" Having looked over the other Dead, loading the sustainable ones, as well as the all-dead, the heavily loaded evac ship rose into the uncaring sky.

***
there, what do you think? what can I can I improve, what is good (if any) I would be most grateful for any c+c

It is wonderful, but it doesn't feel like the photo. Its a well don person, but its not THAT person. it also feels almost like you copied and pasted the eyes. I am no artist, but these are my crude obsevations. maybe someone else can put into words, what I can only feel.

I wish they would take away the space nuke test ban.[http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Project_Orion_%28nuclear_propulsion%29]
Project Orion
[/url] was SO perfect. Now, I wouldn't want to launch this in, say, the atmosphere, but if we want to get beyond the moon, this is the only way to to fly.