Meat-things every where meat-things. A source of warmth and light. YEA!!!!!
/me's skin turns black to absorb all the energy,
Hiss!
The next poster Commanding when two whole squads are killed by a hull breach.
*Edit: I've got to remember to give my posts a once over, I look more like someone who has English as a second language than these actual people sometimes. I mean to say, "is Commanding". Oh well caryy on.*
Me:Hey any of you ever hear of Natural-Selection. Aoler: What's that? Me: A MOD for Half-Life. Aoler: ?? ?? ?? Me: /me sighs. Half-Life is an older first person shotter. A MOD is a third party devolopment that changes aspects of Half-Life, sometimes they are so different they're practicly a different game. Aoler: first person shotter as in guns. mommy says those games are too violent im only allowed to play GTA 3. Me: Wait a minute, where is this, I thought people who try to shelter their kids while still allowing them on the internet used AOL. Aoler: mommy says aol keeps me safe. Me: NOOOOOO!!!!!!
The next poster is going to scream if a bunny knocks on his door.
Interuptions, interuptions, interuptions. Every time I try to get into this thread someone comes rapping, rapping at my chamber door. And there's another one...
um i want to reply to this post but the keyboard wil eat my fingers... Well, maybe it wont... tap tap tap <b><span style='font-size:17pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:red'>OUCH!!!! </b></span></span>
The next poster is Darth Vader trying to convince Flay to give him the RC8.
Me: You underestimate me, Flayra. Flayra: No! You cannot bring me over! Releasing before it's done is the way of the dark side! Me: Now, you will tell me the location of the RC8. You will recieve no help from your rebel 'dev team' friends. Flayra: No! Never! Me: The force is stong in this one. Guard, bring me the interrogator droid!
The next poster will be someone who is prone to making lots of blindingly obvious statements in a perfectly serious tone of voice ( e.g. Computers are getting faster! ).
Oh well that's just lame. Pllllleeeeaaaaaasssseeee? *BRZAP* there I zapped you! Now gimme! What? No? DARNIT! *BRZzZAAAAPP* MINE! Choo Cheee (thats his breathing) Give it to me! Huh? Ok then! *strangle strangle* Duh, oops. Well, I'll just slip the disk off his corpse and nobody will notice, choo cheee
The next poster is a real life llama, and is using his species as a nick in a game. He is also unaware. You know what I mean.
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*Llama joins the server Llama:Hello everyone, Im a llama Llama:I enjoy annoying everyone by being a llama Llama:I also like to state the obvious (because Im a llama) Llama:Every single one of my sentances has to end in the word llama Llama:Everyone hates me <!--emo&:(--><img src="http://www.natural-selection.org/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/sad.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':('><!--endemo--> (llama)
The next poster thinks he is absolutely hilarious and amazingly witty but actually isnt (and is pretending to post like something else in order to appear like they are one of the popular NS forumers instead of the sad loser they really are).
Hey, its fam here! I need a new account named "1337Dude 1942" for some reason, I think my mom died!>.!?? <!--emo&???--><img src="http://www.natural-selection.org/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/confused.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt='???'><!--endemo--> Aliens resourve hive vent map pie? <!--emo&???--><img src="http://www.natural-selection.org/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/confused.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt='???'><!--endemo--> <!--emo&::asrifle::--><img src="http://www.natural-selection.org/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/asrifle.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt='::asrifle::'><!--endemo-->
The next poster is obssessed with porting NS to the Starseige: Tribes engine.
I shall spend a month learning C++ and how to mod with it. Then I will spend 4 years rpelicating Flayra's work with out ever looking at his source. Then I'll spend another 2 years figuring out how to do in on the Starseige: Tribes engine. So wacha you think? I think it's perfectly reasonable my self.
The next poster just ate a housefly that was somehow contaminated with E-coli. They have 2 hours before they start showing symptons and then 5 days to live.
Look at this! This headcrap, and it's subsequent bashing apart with a crowbar, contains the seeds of americas evil! It will bring terrorists! and look! A ww2 simulator! TRAINING NAZIS!
"A beauty of modern wit! I laughed! I cried! I achieved Nirvana! Oh, what won't Tycho think of next?? Fire that 'Tycho Brahe' person, cause Tycho v1.1 is in the HIZOUSE!!"
The next person is the alien from the movie "Co-Dependence Day." (yes, that's right. Can anyone get that reference??)
I realize that I say I'm going to destroy your puny little planet, when in fact I'm only here because I need validation in my own life. I need to know that I'm wanted, and I need someone to destroy to justify my own need. Don't destroy us with that nuclear weapon, can't you see that your world is now united, because of us? We ARE good for your planet.
Sincerely, The Aliens
PS - Cute trick with that virus-thingy. I had no idea Microsoft spread its slimy tendrils as far across the galaxy as "Earth."
The next poster is: Vincent van Gogh's brother Theo, transported into the future to see Japanese business men buying his brother's work for $75 million apiece.
alright almost done... WTF my hand MY HAND OMFG get this thing off me!!! /reaches for llama gun, loads, aims, <span style='color:red'><b>BLAM</b></span>.
The next poster has decided he will form a protest outside Flays house when it turns ugly...
MonsE: Alright men, our orders say try to stop it with a minimal of casualties, but you've all seen the intel on NS. Flayra's to valubale. Take them all out. Leave the organizer alive, X is mine for this stupidity.
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The next poster just read the RC8 changelog
The next person whines a lot about things no one cares about....
<!--emo&:)--><img src="http://www.natural-selection.org/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'><!--endemo-->
The next poster wishes this thread WOULD JUST DIE! AH! AH! ARGHHH!
(OMG! post 200! <!--emo&:D--><img src="http://www.natural-selection.org/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/biggrin.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':D'><!--endemo-->)
The next poster is teh l337 haxz0rs that ate MonsE and ran the thousand isle dressing while wearing an apricote and asked Fam to eat cheese!
The next poster is obsessed with being the first person and last person to reply to any topic. Sometimes in the same post. And is a mod.
See, now no one else can reply, thus ensuring my place in history as the last poster. And, being as how I started this topic...
The next poster is:
Frrt-a
/me's skin turns black to absorb all the energy,
Hiss!
The next poster Commanding when two whole squads are killed by a hull breach.
*Edit: I've got to remember to give my posts a once over, I look more like someone who has English as a second language than these actual people sometimes. I mean to say, "is Commanding". Oh well caryy on.*
The next poster has a lurk latched to his butt
The next poster just entered an aol chat room
Aoler: What's that?
Me: A MOD for Half-Life.
Aoler: ?? ?? ??
Me: /me sighs. Half-Life is an older first person shotter. A MOD is a third party devolopment that changes aspects of Half-Life, sometimes they are so different they're practicly a different game.
Aoler: first person shotter as in guns. mommy says those games are too violent im only allowed to play GTA 3.
Me: Wait a minute, where is this, I thought people who try to shelter their kids while still allowing them on the internet used AOL.
Aoler: mommy says aol keeps me safe.
Me: NOOOOOO!!!!!!
The next poster is going to scream if a bunny knocks on his door.
AHHHHHHH! It's got huge sharp teeth! AHHHHHH!
The next poster has a fear of keyboards.
The next poster is Darth Vader trying to convince Flay to give him the RC8.
Flayra: No! You cannot bring me over! Releasing before it's done is the way of the dark side!
Me: Now, you will tell me the location of the RC8. You will recieve no help from your rebel 'dev team' friends.
Flayra: No! Never!
Me: The force is stong in this one. Guard, bring me the interrogator droid!
The next poster will be someone who is prone to making lots of blindingly obvious statements in a perfectly serious tone of voice ( e.g. Computers are getting faster! ).
The next poster is a real life llama, and is using his species as a nick in a game. He is also unaware. You know what I mean.
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Ill do both
*Llama joins the server
Llama:Hello everyone, Im a llama
Llama:I enjoy annoying everyone by being a llama
Llama:I also like to state the obvious (because Im a llama)
Llama:Every single one of my sentances has to end in the word llama
Llama:Everyone hates me <!--emo&:(--><img src="http://www.natural-selection.org/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/sad.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':('><!--endemo--> (llama)
The next poster thinks he is absolutely hilarious and amazingly witty but actually isnt (and is pretending to post like something else in order to appear like they are one of the popular NS forumers instead of the sad loser they really are).
The next poster is obssessed with porting NS to the Starseige: Tribes engine.
The next poster just ate a housefly that was somehow contaminated with E-coli. They have 2 hours before they start showing symptons and then 5 days to live.
(2 hours later) oh SWEET JEBUS, IT HURTS!!!
(1 day later) Come ON, Flayra, put me in the beta!! I'VE GOT FOUR DAYS TO LIVE!!!!! =( =( =(
(4 days later) (despite massive diarrehea every day, and the fact my stomach spontaneously exploded through my chest, I died happy)
The next poster is Joe Lieberman calling for the conviction and execution of anyone who has tried to mod Half- Life.
Next poster is trying to do backflips.
Ow.
Owie.........
I QUIT!! I'm never gonna be motion captured for a female ninja in Half- Life 2!!!
The next poster is convinced that he can build a real- life Observatory while he still lives in his parent's garage.
The next poster joined the forums after NS's release...
EDIT: damn you and your fast responses, trevelyn!
(a Skulk is sent to his house to beat him to death. All the regulars applaud)
The next poster is a Protoss Zealot accidentally "imported" into NS.
The next poster thinks that sentence above is incredibly witty and insightful.
The next person is the alien from the movie "Co-Dependence Day." (yes, that's right. Can anyone get that reference??)
Sincerely,
The Aliens
PS - Cute trick with that virus-thingy. I had no idea Microsoft spread its slimy tendrils as far across the galaxy as "Earth."
The next poster is:
Vincent van Gogh's brother Theo, transported into the future to see Japanese business men buying his brother's work for $75 million apiece.
Next poster is making a paper mache model of bob, when it springs to life.
The next poster has decided he will form a protest outside Flays house when it turns ugly...
Release NS now!
*Flayra steps outside the front door*
Flayra: Guys, I'm working as fast as I can. This protest is just slowing me down.
Release NS now!
Release NS now!
Flayra: sigh, how bout next week.
Release NS now!
Release NS now!
Randomn llama in the crowd: I say we teach him a lesson.
Other llama in the crowd: Kick his ###! Kick his ###!
Me: For the love of god noooo!!!
The next poster is a SWAT team member in Flayra's city and is an NS fan when they find out about the protest gone wrong.
The next poster is the commander of 5 Marines approuncing the frount of Flay's house.
The next poster has hacked a mods account.