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I was wondering when someone would mention that! I wanted to re-open sign-ups in case any of those people weren't around. This game will essentially be man vs. machine

Danny; I read back over teh thread and I understand totally where you're coming from. I can't promise that the length will be any different but I can promise that I will write clearer. Half the time you couldn't work out what was going on simply because I was saying stuff like "bob and pete went to meet mike. He gave him his gun. He then shot him, while he laughed at the other him"... the reader had no clue.

I was going to make this exact thread!! I saw a post nando had made in the retro board but what had stopped me was that, simply, my set-up is fuck-all right now having just moved in to a new place. I was considering doing a post-your-room thread... Anyway; Here's a pic; YEAH MAN MY PHOTOSHOPS ARE LEEEET ... So yeah. Not much to see.

Last night I laughed the hardest EVAR. I was with four of my oldest mates, with one of them visiting from the north, and we drank the night away. I was laughing because I was trying to hum whilst singing at the same time. Out of context it's nothing whatsoever... so I guess that context is what made me happy.. - Alcohol - Good friends

Soo I'm going to do another mafia game, and I think I need approx. 20 players. My last mafia game (use the search function to find it; put in "mafiawesome") took several months to do, and actually only lasted for something like four nights. My write-ups were epically long and rather confusing -- this time I'll be doing the same style but with added clarity, which may do nothing much but lengthen the write-ups. So essentially only sign up if you are willing to put up with this! I'll start the game after the smash bros one finishes. Players (20) Jonnas Dannyboy Eenuh Zell Cube Peeps MadDog Ellmeister Paj Nintendohnut Chairdriver Dyson Diageo Mundi ReZ dan-likes-trees Tellyn Smeagol Herioc Janitor gmac

Just watched teh vid on the xbox dash -- you can really see how they're lining up their subscription-based game, with all sorts of ideas being thrown around in Black Ops -- Contracts to lock the gamer in for set lengths of time, currency to acquire new weapons/upgrades rather than automatically unlocking them, and customisation going to a new level. It all looks overwhelming from my MW2 perspective, with the extra game modes, new maps to learn, new killstreak rewards and all that stuff I mentioned above. Definitely very eager to get my hands on the game!

laaawwwl! Won 1-2 away, against roo, who had guessed my tactics! I got 9 chances to his 3 and, dunno if it's worth boasting, the goal he got was actually scored by my defender. Totally unexpected. My forwards still need work/are utter shite, but the rest of my team is performing very well.

I thought it wasn't too bad. Probably your most ambitious thing you've done yet. I'd say it was a shame that the surreality and psuedo-mundane opening was quickly shafted in favour of the Kon-hat stuff, which by itself would've been curious enough but was too different to the tone of the first part. But applause should be given for your consistant efforts!

I've always hated the hyperactive c-sticks on the playstation controllers. They never seemed to offer any resistence to your movements, which led to much 'playing like a girl'-ramming of the sticks rather than subtle, responsive movements.

Taco bell... looks stupid. Fajitas ftw. We should go to a restaurant in Leeds that, I've only heard, is awsum. Tex-mex places are/were more common here in brighton... but yeah! Mexican food is sooo gooooooooood Was in M&S a few weeks ago and my girl's bro bought some. The next day my S.A. mate's mum walks in the room with a MASSIVE bag of the stuff. Sooo alsoooo goooood. Went and bought a bunch from the S.A. butcher and enjoyed for ages.

... The thread title reads like a sun headline. You should be ashamed. Ashamed.

Don't forget Donnie Darko! Cult movies make more money/impact in the long run, anyway.

Aaaaaaah. Fuck you! *dead*

Got a friendly against roo tomorrow. Considering he won the top-league title two seasons ago, and that I narrowly escaped relegation this season, I hardly expect any sort of victory whatsoever. Will play a team about 90% of what I'd consider 'top strength', but I do imagine a severe thrashing is at hand. Also accepted Tales' offer for a friendly -- it made my x11 freak out and claim I had no games in the future (spazz)... But I think that friendly would be far more interesting to see!

I was hmmming and ermmming at the start of that video, but as they unveiled each game-mode I was more and more drawn in... One In A Chamber sounded excellent to me, as did the gun game - though with the latter I'm pretty sure I'll never win. Interesting if they keep it to roughly 6 players. WANT THIS GAME.

I've just skim-read this topic - even though it's probably one right up my street. - Meditation. When I close my eyes, I am immediately aware of my inner voice, streaming chatter and troubles and nonsense. At the same time my visual cortex is wildly active, summoning abstract images that it detects from the back of my eyelids. For me, sleepless nights stem from too much noise - my dreams are mostly visual and audibly numb. This may be due to my deafness, maybe a link to a part of my life before hearing aids meant that reality had a listenable quantity... I try to concentrate on the images, but not in a way where I attempt to maintain a vision, rather I 'label' what I see and let it shift and move on, move through the detritus. What I actually consider 'meditation' is where I try to actually form an image; say, I keep seeing faces in the void, I try and grab one and hold it there. I try to steer my thoughts into constructing something that I tell it to construct, rather than just being a passenger. Slowly the inner-voice silences, and I am left with interpretable images that I can later ponder on, or describe. - Lying Your eyesight accounts for roughly 90% of your sensual input. Personally, my eyesight is borderline 50%-decent, and as such I cannot actually trust what I see completely. Combined with my sense of hearing, there is a legitimate source to my infrequent paranoid thoughts and feelings. If I cannot trust what my own interpretation of reality is saying, then how can I understand what is really happening? With this in mind, I can understand far more easily the constraints of the mind, and the misinterpretations that can occur. I think this had led me, perversely, to be more understanding, my allocating the energy to follow up more than one possible 'reality' that I am experiencing. On the whole, this applies to social dynamics. If I am in a noisy, dark pub with friends I have to go by body language and pitch changes to determine what is being discussed. My brain automatically assumes that certain sounds mean certain words, when in actuality I am not hearing the words audibly formed as a whole. This leads to over-thinking and over-analysis of my situation, and puts a fair bit of strain on communication for me... ... And this is where i lose trail of my thoughts. I think too much. I have to emphasise in order to understand what is going on, which is rather autistic, and hard to cope with when my mind is not actually organised in an autistic way. I rely on others to determine my reality because my own senses are not to be trusted, and as such there is a constant battle going on inside my head. Like my sensory deprivation, these are conditions that are not readily observable, and as such it is incredibly difficult to exist in a world where most people take their reality to be all that they can see, and yet I exist as an individual within their reality who readily defies their expectations. Once people get to know me they have to accept my alternate view of reality, and thus have to question their own. For me, this weeds out those who can think deep and those who cannot, and the survivors are those that, I guess, get to be my friends. But having my friendships based upon such a twisted scheme of logic is rather stressful, and leads to whole chapters of mental chatter. TBC?

The weird 'ridge' that they have instead looks like it could do the trick, but i'd imagine it'd be as immune to wear-and-tear as the regular 'gripples' are, but I can't really speculate as to whether the ridge thing would be better or not! Wouldn't mind getting my hands on that, but ridiculous grey buttons and twisty d-pad are just... stupidiculol.

Sons of Anarchy is only next week?! Wiiiiiii! More of you should definitely watch it. In total there are 10 shows there that I'll be attempting to follow, with Fringe s02 needing to be caught-up, as well as FNL's latest season as I kinda gave up on it after about 4 episodes. I can't remember which of the new shows I was going to watch, either.

I hate shop signs on pavements. I hate shops which put their wares on display outside on teh pavement. These things create unnecessary obstacles and pedestrian mess that just adds to the irritation of walking. Walking alone, I like to speed along and just get to where I wanna be, but as mentioned earlier there are the slower-walkers who have to be in the middle of the pavement, there are teh old people riding those electronic things who think it's somehow easier for me to get out of the way, when they are, most of the time, just fat and lazy and just have to steer around me. Parents who let their kids walk into me/cycle on busy pavements. Hot girls. Seriously, there are far too many of them making me all Arrgghhhate myself. People who claim to never get hangovers. Then you're never getting drunk enough to have one. You're not some walking miracle. People who buy the sun and think it's news. People (my nan) who say one thing ("help yourself to as much of x as you want" when tehy actually mean another ("how come so much of x has gone?!"). People who spray on deodorant in areas where food is consumed. Stupid anti-smoking laws.

For the bank-holday weekend I went up to wales for a meet-up with cousins (was a day early), which ended up being rather boring because one cousin didn't show, another has two young kids and a boyfriend with a bad back and my sister is heavily pregnant... Finished The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo on the train up, then finished The Girl Who Played With Fire by sunday, and now have about 150 pages left of The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets' Nest that I'll finish tomorrow!

... That controller is pretty fail. Looks like they've removed those little grip-nipples (gripples?) for your thumbs on teh controller sticks, too, but there seems to be a more defined ridge... Ripooof.

Scoop should certainly have a hand in teh design process! -- And as for that admod scale ye made - Dan dare should be on maybe 12?

I have a 17 3 forward with the same special skillz as the one above being offered to me from youth... Worth it?

Love the idea of both having spare rooms - be damn pricey though, and once you start having kids (or 'if', if that's more comforting :P) then I bet your room'd be the first to go!

Taking personal offense to a joke not aimed at offending you personally is no reason to be angry with the person making the joke. I mean, you did a whole, what, 4 minute vid designed specifically to rip the piss out of ReZ and how did he take it? Like a joke. Yes, we all have our sensitive areas (mine's on my penislol), but I think essentially what's happening here is ULTIMATE PROOF that we like to take any tiny incident and go on and on about it, over-analysing whatever happened into some sort of ethereal, transcending moment of BLAhblahBLAH