<!--quoteo(post=1658412:date=Oct 29 2007, 05:32 PM:name=Prefix)--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(Prefix @ Oct 29 2007, 05:32 PM) <a href="index.php?act=findpost&pid=1658412"><{POST_SNAPBACK}></a></div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->You hear the sfx everywhere.
Especially Marine voices.<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->
oh god i hear turret pings all the time, i have no idea were it come from, or movement chambers rechargeing energy lvls, but thats some times my shirt collar on my neck i think or something like that.
You know you have been playing NS too long when you Wake up in a huge ppol of sweet with hot flushes and the last thing you remebr in your dreams is a sulk takeing your head off after you have emptied a entire clip into it and hit nothing.
I actually had an NS dream once. But it was one of those 'you actually felt wide awake' dreams. It was freaking crazy.
I was a <u>fade</u>. And i hated marines. Boy, did i hate em. I knew there was a marine nearby (i was in some installation). Fades have arms kinda like humans, except instead of hands, the wrists attach to huge spikes, so they have kinda like 'knuckles' at the wrist-joint. I remember slamming through multiple doors using my knuckles, then arriving in a washroom; I could hear a faint whimper and smell something rancid; obviously a terrified marine. I walked down the row of stall doors blasting them open one by one, and of course, the very last one flew open to hear a marine scream.
It was strange though. I hated him so much. And so, I didnt end it. I walked away, and turned off the light as i left. Figured he'd crap himself in the dark, while the skulks came for him. God that was cruel.
I woke up. At first, i was shocked at how real it all felt, how real the hate felt. Then i smiled. Coolest dream of my life.
You know you've been playing NS too long when THAT happens.
You know you've been playing too much NS when your childhood memories get replaced with NS fantasies. ^^^ (<img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/smile-fix.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":)" border="0" alt="smile-fix.gif" />)
PrefixÉirinn go BráchJoin Date: 2006-12-31Member: 59353Members, Constellation
<!--quoteo(post=1658823:date=Nov 1 2007, 06:24 AM:name=ShadowedEclipse)--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(ShadowedEclipse @ Nov 1 2007, 06:24 AM) <a href="index.php?act=findpost&pid=1658823"><{POST_SNAPBACK}></a></div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->You know you've been playing NS too long when you say "My shrink says I need an outlet for my aggression" after squashing a bug.<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->
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You know you've been playing NS too long when you are at work and think you hear a turret ping, then look over your shoulder trying to spot the TF.
Happened the other day <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/smile-fix.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":)" border="0" alt="smile-fix.gif" />
Especially Marine voices.
Especially Marine voices.<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->
oh god i hear turret pings all the time, i have no idea were it come from, or movement chambers rechargeing energy lvls, but thats some times my shirt collar on my neck i think or something like that.
You know you have been playing NS too long when you Wake up in a huge ppol of sweet with hot flushes and the last thing you remebr in your dreams is a sulk takeing your head off after you have emptied a entire clip into it and hit nothing.
I was a <u>fade</u>. And i hated marines. Boy, did i hate em. I knew there was a marine nearby (i was in some installation). Fades have arms kinda like humans, except instead of hands, the wrists attach to huge spikes, so they have kinda like 'knuckles' at the wrist-joint. I remember slamming through multiple doors using my knuckles, then arriving in a washroom; I could hear a faint whimper and smell something rancid; obviously a terrified marine. I walked down the row of stall doors blasting them open one by one, and of course, the very last one flew open to hear a marine scream.
It was strange though. I hated him so much. And so, I didnt end it. I walked away, and turned off the light as i left. Figured he'd crap himself in the dark, while the skulks came for him. God that was cruel.
I woke up. At first, i was shocked at how real it all felt, how real the hate felt. Then i smiled. Coolest dream of my life.
You know you've been playing NS too long when THAT happens.
haha that is so ######ing PRO