Tyana_Rie

This mod would end up being pretty complicated, because after a while, your character is going to get locked up in a straight jacket for running around the Imperial City with your own poop in your hand

Hey Who, really like the "I wait for you, my Sailor Love" Do you read Dragonlance at all? That'd go perfectly in one of their novels

Going to go out on a limb here and post a couple of original song lyrics, with links to the songs. It's still poetry Yes, I'm doing the Gregorian Chant in Father Meds Dirt Bury me softly in the ground Make it so I don't hear a sound Cover up the pain inside and fill my mouth with dirt Cover up my eyes so I can't see the things that hurt 'Cause I've had enough of being used 'Cause I've had enough of being used Sister Agony and Father Meds Welcome my Son to the Church of Psychiatry What seems to be troubling you? We can help I am listening We have Benzodiazepines We have Tricyclics We have every medication at our disposal to help you get better We have S.S.R.I.'s, which are Selective Serotonin Reuptake Inhibitors We have M.A.O.I.'s, which are Monoamine Oxidase Inhibitors We have every pill to make you anybody you want to be Any pill, except the ones to make you feel like yourself Please talk to Sister Agony for further instructions Welcome to the Church of Medication We hope you enjoy your stay with us We're so glad to say Hello and Greet you Give us time, we'll make you one of us. Well I used to be like you until I found this place now you can worship too it's your saving grace Father, Father, what you got today? Give me something to make this go away Give me pills that make me feel free Just don't give me the ones that will make me feel like me Sister Agony S.S.R.I's Make it so that I don't feel dead inside Sister, Sister what you got to give? Benzos, M.A.O's make me feel sick Welcome, Welcome to our Church We hope you enjoy your stay here Father Meds has informed me of your condition As you know, we will try you on several different medications We will start with the Tricyclics first Then we will move on to the S.S.R.I.'s If all else fails, we will try the Monoamine Oxidase Inhibitors Be happy Be well Be one of us Be anybody, but yourself Please wait in line with the rest of the followers to recieve communion Come my son and step up to the altar Tell me who you really want to be All the pills in all your favorite colors Give them time to work and you will see Well I used to be like you until I found this place Now you can worship too it's your saving grace Father, Father, what you got today? Give me something to make this go away Give me pills that make me feel free Just don't give me the ones that will make me feel like me Sister Agony S.S.R.I's Make it so that I don't feel dead inside Sister, Sister what you got to give? Benzos, M.A.O's make me feel sick Be happy Be well Be one of us Be anybody, but yourself

Dark shape trench coat figure cut a path through the din foglike breath in the cool night air I've got my razor and the scars on my arms I've been a good boy stalking slow green eyes in the night cold flashing steel meets warm flesh outcries from severed veins the scream of blood the orgasmic warm, wet, red stickiness the rest, and you, are history I've got my razor and the scars on my heart I've been a bad boy

Today, August 15th 2009, marks the 40th Anniversary of Woodstock. THE Woodstock, not those sad attempts in the 90's, trying to recapture that one moment in time that can never be caught again. No, I'm not a "hippie", I hate the Grateful Dead, and their cardboard-cutout stand-ins called "Phish", that entertain the "Actively Seeking Unemployment", that's not what it was about anyway. It was a moment in time, caught like the special effect used in the Matrix, that ONE special moment in time, like a fly in amber, where everything, for at least Three days, everything was all right with the world. For those three days, there was no war, no racism, no poverty, no rich, no poor. Everything was put aside for those three days, and it made history. A history I didn't even know was going on, just a few miles away from me. Yes, I lived about 20 miles from Yasgur's farm, and I celebrated August 15th like I always did, with a birthday cake and presents. For some of us, life kept on going, without a thought to that farm in New York, instead we crowded around the T.V. and watched "Laugh-In" and all the other shows that night. I mean, after all, what could be a bigger story than Men walking on the Moon just a few weeks before? We watched Richard Nixon declare the area a disaster area, and I could've cared less at the time, because when you're six years old, you don't care what the news, let alone the President of the United States has to say. Plus it all goes over your head anyway at that age. For some of us life kept going, except for that kid that was briefly in my Kindergarten class, when we had to introduce ourselves, and he said "My Dad is in Vietnam" He disappeared about three months later, we never saw him again. The radio at the time was playing some of the best music you could ever hear, and it was brand new, not just some "Classic Rock" station hashing the same old crap hour after hour. When I heard "Sitting on the dock of the bay", "A Boy named Sue", "Riders on the Storm", "Lay down (Candles in the rain)" The WORLD was hearing them for the first time, and every so often, I get thrown back to that time, for a fleeting moment, and recapture, for a few brief seconds that thrill of hearing those songs at that age and that time. When Me, My Mom and Sister sat down to watch Star Trek, we honestly didn't know what was going to happen in that episode, because it was the first time it ever aired on T.V. Huntley and Brinkley told us the Nightly News on NBC, to the opening theme of the third movement of Beethoven's Ninth Symphony. Martin Luther King Jr, and Bobby Kennedy had been assassinated just a year earlier, and we all had the Manson Family Murders to worry about just six days before............. But Woodstock still managed to catch that fly in Amber. Despite all that was good and bad with the world. And the Music played, and it played for three days, and it wasn't stopped or silenced, it was the last final SHOUT! before the 60's died, and the 70's took hold, and the dream died. And no, the dream wasn't some hippie "Down with the government" thing. The dream was that People....all types of people, could gather in a place and forget about politics, religion, color, race, creed, for a small fragment/shard of time and have fun together and coexist on a few acres of farmland for at least three days and realize.... "Biologically we're all connected to each other, Chemically we're all connected to the Earth, and Atomically we're all connected to the Galaxies and Stars" So much has been forgotten already and as the quote goes. "Those who don't learn from the past are condemned to repeat it" well, that happens all the time now doesn't it? So why did I write this Monologue? Well, my Grandfather died yesterday August 14th 2:00 AM, and he was 98 years old. And it got me thinking just how much one person can see when they live to be 98. The Light bulb was invented when he was born. Movies, Movies with Sound, Television, Sliced Bread (I'm not kidding! 1928), Antibiotics. the list goes on and on. So yea, he saw a lot. And this is why I ramble on to all of you, about what I saw and heard in 1969... Listen if you want. Anonymous faces on the Internet, who come and go like the whirlpools in a stream, constantly moving and never taking hold of any shore, connecting, yet never connecting. Always moving forward and never looking back. Was the Three Days of Peace, Love and Music so bad after all?

You're not kidding. I've played MPFC over and over again to try to get that accent. the one Graham Chapman saying "Oi don't loik the sound of these here boncentration bamps" From the North Minehead By-Election sketch. Love that accent

Oh my god yes!!! I watched one episode and had to stop, for me, it would've needed subtitles, I just could'nt get it.

YES!!! Your example of "face" and "Fierce" pretty much summed up what I've been trying to say!! Thank you! And the Gyetsheed thing, I definitely heard "Heed" instead of "Head" on the scottish show "Chewin' the fat", when one guy said "turn your heed" I've also heard "Pesh" Peshed" etc... They even have a recurring sketch called "Gony nay dee that" To be honest, I laughed a lot more the second time watching the shows, because I picked up more of the accent, this time around, when two guys were arguing and one guy was constantly saying "No ya did'nae" I didn't hear "noyadidnay" I heard "No You did'nt" as a side thing, that show has a couple of guys that go to Glasgow just "for the banter". They'll order stuff or take a taxi, and pay the person just to listen to them. I appreciate you taking the time to let me know about the accents. I'm always worried about asking about accents, because some people might think it offensive somehow, shrugs...

Forgive me for pressing the issue, but as a voice actor, I need to ask. The words I mentioned "Farm, Lust, Cup and Racism" the way "I" hear them is "Fairm" "Loost" "Coop" and "Ryacism" those are extreme spellings, and really should be toned down, but that was the only way I could "spell" them and make someone "See" what I "hear" The reason I guessed a bit of Scottish was because I watched a show called "Chewin' the fat" a Scottish BBC show (funny as hell!) and I noticed some words pronounced somewhat the same as the farmer in Father Ted. The woman on the show said "Father" but it sounded like she said "Fayther" (well, a bit in between Father and Fayther) So I wrongly assumed the accent of the Farmer in Father Ted was Scottish I swear, If I ever traveled to the Isles I would do so, just to HEAR everything, rather than SEE anything I could keep my eyes closed, travel to England, Ireland ,Wales and Scotland and just drink up the dialect, I've always been fascinated by accents, dialect etc since I was a child. My first experience with a super heavy accent was listening to a Pink Floyd album called "Umma Gumma" and a track called "Several species of small furry animals gathered together in a cave and grooving with a Pict" Well, I didn't know what the heck a "pict" was back then, but the track was a bunch of wierd noises, and some guy yelling stuff, and I could'nt understand a word he said. Then I listened to it more and more and started making out the words, it was an extremely heavy accent. This is what I "Thought" I heard. "Neva he claid, neva he claid" after listening to it a few times I heard this: "Never he cried, never he cried"

I think that's exactly what I love about Britcoms, is the calm understatement while dripping sarcasm, like what you mentioned. "I hear you're a racist now Father" "Only the farm takes up most of the day, and at night I just like a cup of tea, I might'nt be able to devote myself full time to the old racism" I LOVE that accent, whatever it is, it sounds like a mix of Scottish (especially on the words "Farm", "Lust", "Cup" and "Racism") and English, with a hint of Brogue It's THAT casual off-hand understated delivery that makes it so hilarious Also, some lines are delivered with such subtlety that you can miss them at first. Like that insane guy in the first episode with the unibrow who's sitting on a wall and wants to talk to Father Ted and Ted isn't really paying attention and the guy says "I killed a man Father" That slips by on the first listening/watching but ends up being hilarious in the context if you catch it the next time around Ah... thanks for clearing up the 'feck" too, I always wondered about that word. It made that Chirpy Burpy Cheap Sheep episode pretty funny when they're all in the tent and Ted is running through his "mystery solved summation" and the crowd starts mumbling and always at the end when things are quieting down you hear a "fecking hell"

Cool! Someone else who knows about Father Ted! My Favorites are when Mrs. Carbury goes off on her tirade about the Greeks while slipping on the ice with her two shopping bags, and the "Kicking Bishop Brennan up the arse" episode. Those ALWAYS get me laughing out loud

I'm not sure which is the funniest episode, the One with the Dead Guy, The one with the Germans or the one with the Psychiatrists. And you're right, I've got the boxed set of Fawlty Towers and Monty Python's Flying Circus and I still laugh at all of them, no matter how many times I've seen them. I usually set myself up for a MPFC and Fawlty Tower Marathon, currently getting ready for a Start Trek: Original Series (I don't like all the others) marathon. Then after that a Frank Zappa listening marathon, (in chronological order Starting with 1967's Freak Out) that takes a couple of days, with 66 or more CD's A good movie starring John Cleese is called Clockwise, and it's typical of how he writes comedy, like a symphony (is how he described it) because it starts off slow and builds and builds And that's how the movie is, starts off slow, and he slowly starts getting himself into one predicament after another until everything is such a mess. That's ONE thing that irritates me about British Television, there are only 12 episodes of Fawlty Towers, had that have been on American TV it would've been on for at least 10 years, but over there, they have like 6 episodes a year and basically the shows only last like two years. Father Ted is another hilarious britcom, if you can rent it first to check it out, it's hilarious. Sad thing about that show, is they ended it after 3 years and at the final cast party the guy that played the main character dropped dead of a heart attack

I wish they'd show more britcoms over here, I hate American Sitcoms. I think britcoms are much much funnier. Fawlty Towers? Classic stuff you can't get anything funny like that on American TV, it's all about double entendres, and half of the jokes have been used so many times I can tell what the punchline is before they even say it.