[The Lurker's Lair #29]

Speaking of which...anywhere ever get the infinity symbol when they were trying to copy loads of files over?

[A community picture thread - # 3]

I used to have my hair really long *how long? Well, let's just say I would accidentally pull my hair everytime I sat down. *. But I had that hairstyle for...god knows how long, so I decided to get a haircut. And ya know what, I actually look cuter with shorter hair.

My hair grows unnaturally fast, it's already closing in on shoulders now. Have to get a haircut sometime soon.

[The Silly Thread Volume V]

No comment. No comment at all.

Well, except for maybe: I bet they ended up in the ER for that...in handcuffs.

[A community picture thread - # 3]

Wow, I dunno how those FBI computers do it. You look 100% different without the beard and hair.

[BabyflcnRider's Picture Thread]

Aww, congrats to you both Dark and Flcn. Two down, about another seven months to go.

[Tavern Tales: Come on in and Have a Drink! Part VI]

Aurorae quickly glanced at her and nodded. Arisis knelt down beside Max's head and tried to help Grond and Errandran hold him still as her eyes examined his body, trying to find the cause of this seizure. As Aurorae rummaged around her bag. Arisis noticed a spot that was of darker hue behind his ear with a rough texture to it. Arisis' brow furrowed as she tried to remember where she had seen that before.

Arisis closed her eyes for a few moments, thinking hard. She knew she saw that somewhere, but from where she could not remember. Think, Arisis: Where in almighty Nirn could you have seen this? Arisis then was struck by a sudden thought and opened her eyes with a snap. She reached for her pouch and said to the group at large, “Hold him!†Errandran and Grond nodded and both tightened their hold on Max as Arisis pulled out a vial.

Aurorae glanced at Arisis and saw her shaking something that was in her hand. "I already gave him a health potent." Aurorae said, eyeing the bottle in Arisis' hand.

"Was that before or after he decided to start dancing like a drunken Irishman?" Arisis inquired. But before she could reply, Arisis tipped the vial into his mouth. For several minutes, Max was still convulsing and Arisis thought that the potion wasn't strong enough. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but before she could, Max suddenly went limp.

Aurorae, fearing the worst, put two fingers on his neck, but then sighed a relief. "He's alright,†she said. "He's alive," She looked inquiringly at Arisis, “What did you...â€

"I wouldn't exactly rely on potions you get from a store,†Arisis replied grimly, "and for good reason. Let's get him off the floor."

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The sun was now steadily rising up from the treetops. Most of everybody was asleep and those who were awake were either drinking or talking. Aurorae, however, was silent, replaying the events that had happened earlier. Suddenly, she said, "These potions worked on the others that got this fever. Estirdalin said it had cured the the others at the castle who had fallen ill as well." She raised her head as if she was expecting an answer from someone.

"And who made these potions, you or this Estirdalin?" Arisis demanded, "From what I saw, it didn't work out the way you thought it would, which makes me think that you gave him some random potion someone gave you and you had no clue as to what it did. Rule of thumb in Alchemy: If you don't know what it does, don't use it."

"I know this worked on the others that had the fever!" she said aggressively.

"Yes, but apparently he was better off with a mild Cure Disease potion, was he not?" Arisis demanded. She had gotten up moments before and now she was almost face-to-face with Aurorae.

“That was technically a Cure Disease potion!â€

“Technically," Arisis pointed out, "but exactly how sure were you about it? How did you know that it was going to cure him and not kill him? Cause by the looks of things, he was getting worse, not better, was he not?"

“Well, how was I supposed to know that he was going to react like that? We don't exactly have Dunmers in the castle; we couldn't just pick one to be our Guinea pig and see if he reacts the same as the others!â€

“I wasn't suggesting you use a Dunmer as a Guinea pig...!â€

Errandran shook his head, “These two are going to wake up the whole wood if they keep this up. Who knows, maybe she'll attract some of those trolls over here, won't that top off our bright morning?†Grond, who sitting nearby, snorted.

“Ha, and she thought me 'n' Garulf bickering was childish. She should hear herself sometime.â€

“You two are just not going to let me sleep, are you?†muttered a voice. Arisis and Aurorae both immediately fell silent and looked towards one of the couches as Max raised his head, then rolled over and started coughing. Aurorae rushed over to Max's side and put her hand to his forehead

“You alright?†Aurorae asked.

“Yeah...yeah, I think. Am I?†He asked, looking at her, but it was Arisis that replied.

"For now, I think.†Max turned his head towards her, “I don't know that much about the Tapali fever, though, but..."

"Woah woah, wait," Aurorae suddenly interrupted, "The what fever?"

"Well, I don't know any other diseases that give you a rash behind your left ear." Arisis said sarcastically. Aurorae looked at her inquiringly, then moved Max's hair out of the way: there was indeed a dark spot behind his ear, but it was almost the same color of his skin that no wonder Aurorae didn't catch it at first.

"Wow, good eye." Aurorae said, looking impressed. "But how'd you know where to look?"

“Didn't,†she replied simply. “I saw it cause I was on the left side of his head, trying to help you two hold him down, wasn't I?â€

“But how did you even know what the Tapali fever is?†Aurorae demanded, suddenly standing up, her heart beating quicker than usual. Was this the person she could be looking for? The person who knew what this fever was, who the mysterious stranger is, and perhaps anything about Fort Linchal?

“There was a reference to it in one of the preparation books for Necromancers. It mentioned that Necromancers should stay away from corpses who was killed by the fever, as the fever was contagious and deadly. The way you found out if you accidentally dug up one of the victims was to check behind the left ear for a rash.†Arisis frowned, “Which raises the question,†she turned to Max “how did you catch this fever?â€

[The Happy Birthday Thread II]

Happy Birthday, DarkRider!!

[A community picture thread - # 3]

Nonsense, it makes you look...look....okay, it does make you look fat. Please don't kill me...

Beautiful home you have there. I always loved the rusticness a lodge home has to offer.

[A community picture thread - # 3]

Okay, maybe there was a better picture of me.

[The Silly Thread Volume V]

The Onion News. I love those guys.

[Fallout 3 General]

Chinese Radio Beacon

It seems the radio signal appears in a random location in each game and sometimes, the body's just not there. Me, personally, I haven't found it yet. Might be a interesting little experience.

Anywho, yesterday I learned the trick to killing the super mutants quick and easy: Obtain a sniper rifle and aim for their heads at a distance in sneak mode. Or torso works too.

And of course if you do end up in combat: 1 shot in the head stuns, 2nd shot explodes.

Diary of a noob.

[Dragon Age Origins Chat Thread]

Just watched the trailer as well Woohoo, Alistair's coming back with more cheesy one-liners.

[Dragon Age Origins Chat Thread]

It's so unfair that creatures are allowed to overwhelm enemies and your mabari has to be level 15 in order to learn that trick.

[Dragon Age Origins Chat Thread]

We have entered the age where games are spiraling into the "copycat" loop.

[Dragon Age Origins Chat Thread]

I went with a Mage the first time through and I was taken completely by surprise on how little HP they have. She nearly died because I hadn't gotten used to the controls before the big boss with the demon. Thank god for the Lyrium rocks lying around.

[Tavern Tales: Come on in and Have a Drink! Part VI]

“Give it back, you damn Nord!â€

“Ever heard of the word, ‘Please’?†Grond smirked.

Arisis scowled and ran forward to retrieve her bow, but Grond side-stepped behind the table. Arisis stepped around to the left and Grond followed suit, making sure that the table separated them. Arisis, who was not in a pleasant mood in the first place, slammed her hands to the table impatiently,

“Look,†Arisis said, with the air of trying to explain to a very stubborn child, “I am this close to exploding, and if you don’t give me back my bow, I swear to God, I’m going to set this whole damn tavern on fire!â€

“And I’m gonna make sure yer stuck in here as it burns down to the ground.†Grond responded.

Arisis rolled her eyes and attempted to get past the table once more, unsuccessfully. Grond smiled at her failed attempt and seeing a weak spot in his plan, Arisis smiled wryly and nimbly climbed over the table.

Grond’s smile faltered. “Help!â€

“Get back here, you bloody Nord!†Arisis yelled as she jumped off the table. Grond, laughing, ran as fast as he could, knocking down an occasional chair and causing drinks to smash to the ground. Arisis, being more agile than typical Nord, merely jumped over the tables as she chased him around the Tavern.

Elm clutched her stomach, laughing as she and Quinn watched the two over their drinks.

The fiasco had started when Grond thought that Arisis was too somber and needed to lighten up. So as Arisis was talking to Arlow about the different settlements within Skyrim, Grond snuck up behind her and took her bow.

Arisis spun around immediately to see Grond running off with her bow. Cursing, she cast a blizzard spell which missed Grond and froze one of the chairs beside him. Arisis bolted out of her stool and ran towards him as he said to her that she needs to stop acting so serious about everything.

That’s when Arisis punched him straight in the diaphragm, causing him to double over. But as she reached for her bow, Grond rammed into her with his head, causing her to crash into one of the tables behind her. Quinn expressed no desire to help either of them to Elm as Arisis tried to get around one of the tables Grond was using as a shield.

“Look,†Arisis finally said, jumping down to the floor, “what will it take for you give it back?â€

“Well, a simple ‘please’ would work,†Grong shrugged with a smile. Arisis, however, rolled her eyes in irritation.

“Ugh…alright, will you please give me back my bow before I set you on fire?â€

Grond handed back her bow and Arisis wrenched it out of Grond’s hand, scowling. “Don’t you ever steal my stuff again, do you hear me?â€

“Relax, ye cranky girl, I’m not gonna steal your stuff anymore,†Grond said, chuckling. "Lighten up, will ya? Ye don't need to treat everything like a bleedin' funeral, ya know." But Arisis merely glared at him as she returned to the bar. Grond shook his head, smiling, and went to rejoin Elm and Quinn.

“Bloody Nords…†Arisis muttered when she sat down and took up her Mead once again.

“Oh, he’s not that bad,†Arlow said, “He’s actually quite a gentleman once you get to know him long enough.â€

“I’m sure he is, but I’ve never been particularly fond of Nords in the first place. Especially drunk ones.†Arisis sighed as her forehead exploded in pain. Cringing, she ironed her forehead as best as she could with her left hand, but her head still pounded painfully despite her efforts and images of dead bodies, Necromancres, and piercing ice-blue eyes flashed into her mind.

“You okay, ma’am?â€

Arisis started and looked up to see Arlow looking at her with concern. “I’m fine,†she answered. “Just tired, that’s all.â€

“Well, I have a room available if you want to take it…â€

“Yes. Please.†When Arisis had paid the bartender the gold, she left her seat fairly quickly and headed towards the stairs. She glanced over at Grond, who was telling a story to Elm and Quinn in a rather animated fashion, and sighed. She felt kinda bad for the way she acted earlier, but she didn’t feel like apologizing, least of all in front of an audience. But the headache was getting worse every second she stayed, so Arisis shook her head and rushed up the stairs two at a time, desperate to get away from everybody.

[You Know You've Been Playing Oblivion Too Much When.....]

When you start calling African Americans Redguards, Americans Imperials, and Norsemen Nords.

[Tavern Tales: Come on in and Have a Drink! Part VI]

“Man overboard!†Klork called. “Man overboard on the port side!â€

“Bring him aboard and warn the Captain,†Bokar ordered. As one of the crew ran off, Reek, Bokar, Jatu, and a number of men gathered around to pull the small gig out from the water. After attaching the ropes, they manage to pull the gig up to the deck of the ship in little time, although not very gracefully. When they brought the gig over the edge, it tipped, dumping the contents and a castaway on board. Casting a disdainful look at the rest of the men, Klork knelt down to examine the man.

“Well, ‘tis definitely a heatstroke,†Klork announces.

“Definitely?†Bokar snorted, “Bah, the last time ye said that, ye nearly has us all killed!â€

“Oh come now, how was I supposed to tell the difference between a real grenade and a dud, eh?â€

“Well, I’ll tell ye one thing, the little pin don’t pop out in fakes, ya hear?â€

“I can hear just fine without ye blasting me ears off, thank ye very much.â€

“And ye willin’ to risk a poor sod’s life with your ‘definitely’?â€

“Ha!†Klork decalred triumphantly. “Look who’s talking, mister I-Like-To-Cut-Everyone’s-Heads-Off.â€

But before Bokar could retaliate, a voice called out over the bickering. “Ye two better have a good reason for fightin’ over a dead body.â€

“Captain!†Jatu said as Hayami and Ricky approached the castaway. Ricky knelt down and examined him more closely. After several minutes, Hayami asked, “Condition?â€

“He’s alive,†Ricky responded, “barely, anyways. He has a pretty bad heatstroke, is unconscious, and is one hell of a fighter. He should’ve been dead by now, the way his heart’s acting.â€

“Ha!†Klork cried out in triumphant. Bokar growled and open his mouth to snap back, but one look from Hayami reduced him to scowl instead.

Hayami turned back to the crew and said, “Put him down to the brig and find every means possible to bring down his temperature and keep him alive. I want his possessions in my office and hourly reports on his condition.â€

“Aye Captain!†the crew piped and Ricky and Jatu worked to carry the castaway down to the bottom of the ship.

Hayami looked in the direction Jatu and Ricky disappeared. In the back of her mind, she wondered if this was such a good idea. Bokar came up Hayami moments later and handed her what felt like a pair of goggles and a blade. “Orders Captain?â€

“Sail for Diss, if this wind keeps up, we shall be there in say…nought but three weeks, ney?â€

“Aye Captain.†Bokar barked the orders to the rest of the crew as Hayami once again turned towards the sea, wondering what lies before her this time. A smile creased across her face at the thought of another adventure on the horizon.

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Lenard awoke to a groaning sound and a stomach-churning rocking. Groaning in pain, he rolled off of the palette onto the floor, waking him up almost instantly.

Lenard laid face-down on the cold wooden floor, trying to interpret his surroundings and gather his thoughts, at which he was hopelessly failing with at the moment. The blasting pain in his head only complicates things. He shrugged off the pain and tried to stand up.

Lying unconscious in a small gig for three days doesn’t really help the body and soon he collapsed to the palette, blood gushing through his head. But Lenard could clearly see he was on a ship. He hoped he was on the right one; if he went through all that trouble just to end up on the wrong ship, then…

As he laid in bed, clutching his head, voices are heard on the other side of the door; two people sounded like they were argueing.

“Look, the Captain’s orders are Captain’s orders, and if you don’t like it, then you can swim with the slaughterfish for all I care.â€

“But to drop him off at some random port in some random city to a bunch of wanna-be healers? He has a chance, a much better chance, of recovering here than with those wood-dwelling…whatevers!â€

“Look, I don’t make the orders, I just follow them.â€

“Which will lead you to an early death for sure. Haven’t you notice our Captain’s condition? I’m all for risking my life to save the Captain and this ship, but don’t you think because of the unique circumstances that perhaps we’re better off with a…a more, er…reliable captain?â€

There was a moment of silence and then a loud thud as something banged against the door. “Don’t you ever talk about the Captain that way again, do you understand me? If you even think about mutinying against the Captain, then by Azura’s blood, you are going to wish you have never been brought onto this world. Do you understand?â€

“Ye-ye-yes,†the other person gasped and with another great thud, the person was left coughing and gasping on the floor. The door opened and a huge Redguard entered the room.

“Hmph…well, it looks like you get your wish,†the Redguard said to the Imperial, who was still on his hands and knees at the doorway, clutching his neck. Slowly, the Imperial got to his feet and walked towards Lenard, scowling at the Redguard as he passed by him. Lenard groaned and reluctantly allowed the Imperial to examine him.

“Hmph, you’re as healthy as a stubborn Minotaur, I’ll tell you that,†the Imperial said several minutes later. “You have a name, boy?â€

But Lenard merely groaned as his head continued to pound furiously.

“Look, drink some water and when you’re up to it, proceed to the Captain’s quarters on the upp-“

“Bah,†the Redguard interjected, “do that and he’s gonna stay locked up in here until the slaughterfish get to ‘im. Look, Smarty Pants, the Captain said as soon as he’s awake, take him to the cabin.â€

“But don’t you think he would want…â€

“Captain’s orders,†the Redguard said in such a tone that the Imperial did not dare to argue back. “Now get to it.â€

[The Lurkers Lair #26]

Well, had a little unfortunant "accident" over in Florida, so I'm back in Texas for the holidays, and let's just say...we finally get a white Christmas over in this deserted part of nowhere!

Anywho...Shen, you've been begging me to upload some of my drawings, so you get your wish. The only thing I have to say is: I'm really sorry about the quality, but FlipVideos aren't technically cameras.

Concept drawing of the armor I'm working on.

Random Doodle...

Temari from Naruto

Namine from Kingdom Hearts II *well, I tried anyway. *

[Creating Oblivion Gates]

I dunno much about scripting, but I do know that if you want the player to activate the gate and be plopped wherever you want in the worldspace, then you need a player.moveto <reference ID> somewhere in your script.

For example: You have this marker "XArthmoorOblivionGate" in your world space that you want the player to be when the gate in the dungeon is activated. The Oblivion Gates in Oblivion are activators, so you need something like,

float Doom


begin onActivate


        Activate

        set ignore to 1

        set Doom to 1

        return

end


if Doom == 1

   player.moveto XArthmoorOblivionGate

endif

And when you want the player to return to the dungeon:

if destroyed == 1

                setDestroyed 0

                set destroyed to 0

                player.moveto XArthmoorOblivionGateDestroyed

        endif

And I think that's about it.

Hey Willie, if I messed up on something, don't be afraid to edit it, for crying out loud. You know me, I always mess something up. And since I'm a noob at scripting, I'm pretty sure there's gonna be something wrong in one of the two parts of the script.

[The Lurkers Lair #26]

Well that explains why you love being warm.

[The Lurkers Lair #26]

I love anything below 40 degrees. Although windchill and -10 degrees is going a little overboard.

[The Lurkers Lair #26]

No thanks, I don't wanna have to wade through 20 ft of water just to get to my house.

[Hey!]

Hmm, that might be a little tough.

[Hey!]

Hey JaggedBubbles. Welcome to the Alliance.

Hmm...do you prefer fishy sticks or cookies?