If you want to develop for Newgrounds, it's Flash.

If you want to develop a game for the computer, check out XNA. It's free.

It's C#, but based around game development.

Simplicity
- It shouldn't be hard to play. Everybody should be able to pick it up and just figure out how to play it without needing a tutorial or instruction manual. Advanced moves should rarely be required for game completion

Also..

Choosable difficulty.
- The basic game should be fairly easy... but beating it 100% should require far more skill... allowing the player to choose weather or not they feel like mastering a difficult jump, speed run, or insainly difficult level. IE: You don't need all 100+ stars to beat mario... but the option to get all of them is there if you feel up to the challenge.

Don't underestimate the power of the Flag... call it first thing, pick it up, and carry with you everywhere. That way, all new troops come to you so you don't have to run back and forth.

Also, you'll need one of those big hulking tank things... probably a few of them, so always have one on reserve. FireBike things where my second favorite unit.

I always started off by pumping out a bunch of headbangers and two healing bass playing thing-a-ma-jigs. Then I went and told them to attack every fan gyser I could find right from the start. If a previous gyser went under attack, I didn't worry about it. I'll go back and get again later... the computer isn't that smart.

Once the fans are pulling in, I'd set up shop in the middle of the map to deter future attacks while I upgraded the stage and built those huge tank things. Then I just kicked a lot of ass.

never found it difficult to be honest... then again, I played a lot of Starcraft growing up.

At 11/4/09 07:38 PM, RDSchley wrote: Well the easter egg said something about "Seagull" so im going with Hono Lulu or Seattle.

I like the HonoLulu idea.

it's large, unique, gives the developers a reason to trap you into one city, and keeps the game in the states...

Got nothing on Weird Al...

I don't care what your co-workers say, you're the true lord of the dance.

Dore told him he was born in 1897 and he has a traditional birth certificate, written on a goat skin by his father...

Altogether, Dore has 114 children and grandchildren

Holy fuck!

Sounds like you just need to practice your basics.

I'd give up on learning songs for now and go back to the rudaments. Practice the very, very basics... finger placement, hand position, changing between chords. Work all of those with diffrent tempos, picking speed, and picking styles. (IE: 8th notes down strokes, 16th notes alterhanting picking, skip strings, etc...)

The fact is, you can't do it... that's why you practice. If you could do it from the start, you wouldn't need to practice... you'd already know how to play. Don't get discouraged that you can't do it... that's the point of practice.

I took lessons, which helped tons, but the other 6 days of the weeks I learned by studying my ass off... I stared at pictures of my favorite musicians and watched tons of videos. I took note of the angle of their wrist and fingers based on what notes they where playing. I tried to mimick it... now days you have tons of help online so don't be afraide to youtube hand placement videos and the such. Seriously, you'd be suprised at how much something minor like the angle of your wrist can hinder or help your playing in the long run.

I suggest lots of scale work. Then chords. When you can run the scales smoothly and switch between chords with ease, then go back and pick up that tab you can't play. See how much better you are.

When I got my first guitar my goal was to play songs from the Appitite for Destruction album by Guns N Roses. I bought the book first thing and every other month I'd try to play a song. It took a long time but slowly I saw I was making progress. It's always nice to have both short and long-term goals. My short term goals where the basics... learning scales, playing cleanly, etc... long term goals where complicated songs and entire tab books.

I have no idea if any of that helped.

As I understand it...

Humans where created perfect, but we destroyed our perfectness when Eve bit from the apple of the tree of knowledge.

You are born, but you'll immediatly sin because it's impossible for you to be perfect (you know, cause of the whole apple thing). A sin is a sin... only perfect beings are allowed in heaven otherwise it wouldn't be perfect. So although you may think greed isn't as bad as say murder... greed is still a sin, it still makes you imperfect and it still keeps you from heaven.

Since we ate the apple, none of us are perfect, thus we are all born sinners.

This really fucks up Gods whole 'heaven' plan... because only perfect people can get in and now none of us are perfect. So he created Jesus... who was to be perfect among us.

Jesus lived a perfect life... he was the only human to commit no sins. That's why it's said that he died for our sins. When you die, you can turn to Jesus who will take all the punishment for all the sins you've commited. This leaves your soul perfect, and thus allows you entry into heaven... keeping heaven a perfect place full of perfect souls.

Or something like that... I'm not christian.

Rage Against the Machine and Limp Bizkit are the obvious two.

Older 311 was rap-rock. Also,

Phunk Junkies (I prefer the album Liquid Injection)
- Songs: Loud, Me N Your Girl

and the Kottonmouth Kings

What's he doing? Probably making millions... with all the other unfunny douchebags on the disney channel.

Say fuck it and start watching porno with the rest of us.

I don't have enough money to buy a gun.

Fucking Obama.

Obama is black.

The laws of physics state we can't go back... white people are scared.

How will we horde our millions without a white man in power to protect us?

Shiny happy (normal) people... holding hands?

It's true... I get free room and board, free clothes, and free food... plus, a $100 a week allowance to act like I'm her child.

She lets me wrestle on Saturday nights for extra cash 2 times a month.

In 6 months, I'll be woken up ass early by a group of athiests handing out flyers that talk about how God isn't real.

Fucking hypocrits.

Didn't the OP mean "End" as in "this is the end of the road, you can't go any further" and not "cease to exist"?

It has to be infinite.

Since no object can exist inside of itself it's impossible for all objects to exist inside of anything. Therefor everything exists in an infinate void of nothingness.

Anyone who cares about having "god" in the plege is a pussy.

There are better things to worry about and nobody is forcing you say shit. Real me don't fucking care... only faggots and cry babies waste their days whining about shit like that.

On the other side, I don't fucking care if it's not there either. Just, in this case, since it's been there for a long fucking time, I'd say leave it. It's not actually hurting anyone. People just use it as an excuse to bitch because people are pathetic and want attention.

Yeah, that includes me. Fuck you, your mom is a whore.

Choked on a Skittle at the movies.

A stranger had to dislodge it from my throat.... I don't remember much of it.

At 10/23/09 10:08 AM, The777Demon wrote: I can't wait until they make saw in space.

Saw vs Scream

At 10/23/09 08:37 AM, robin1232 wrote: if you hold the neck of your guitar to a table or something you will hear a nice amplification

I use to put the rounded edge of the bottom against the wooden post on my bed.

I also like to press my guitar against the cellphone in my pocket when it starts ringing... at practice, you can hear it ring through my amp.

Ghouls?

Between the Buried and Me - Colors

Tons of diversity and every song flows seemlessly into the next track so theres no pause or silence between songs. It's one of my all-time favorite albums.

This... it's a horrible song

Fuck you for thinking it's good. Your opinion is wrong, don't bother arguing it.

I'm a real man.

I'm huge... in all areas. But it sucks because my muscles are so large that I have to walk around sucking them in all the time. I dare not flex or show anyone my true size for fear of bursting forth from my clothes... much like the Hulk... except, unlike the hulk, my pants won't grow with me thus I'll expose my massive cock to the masses.

That, normally wouldn't be a bad thing, but my cock is so large that when it's unexpectadly released from it's cage it may squash a small baby... penis touching babies is not good... cops will try to accuse me of being a pedophile and I'll have to fight for my freedom... resulting in a massive shoot out in front of my local Wal-Mart where the bullets ricocheting off my rock-hard abs and bulging pecks will kill innocent civilians... usually old women too slow and stupid to get out of the way.

Being this much man is difficult, so I often have to feed my manly hunger by lighting my face on fire while I devoure the souls of the recently deceased. These are hard to come by so I'll be unable to control myself when I watch an old womans brains fall out of her ears after a spend casing rattles around inside her skull turning her thoughts into soup.

Uncontrolably I'll engulf myself in flames and begin eating the bodies... bones and all. this usually causes me to cry, cause real men are sensative.

That's the problem... I'll be crying in public. Real men don't cry in public.

Thus, me crying in public will make me not a real man, which is something I can't be because I already am a Real man. This paradox of manlyness will inadveratantly causing me to implode out of existance. Since the entire universe was created to spring forth the evolutionary steps required to breed a super-human like me, when I cease to exist the universe itself will no longer have a purpose and it too will vanish from existance... taking all of you with it.

The only thing that will remain is my massive moustache of greatness... that I'll spawn forth from my own face by sheer will power alone milliseconds before poping out of existance all together. It'll be a great site to see... it'll be the last thing you see.

After which the only thing that will exist is an infinite void of nothing, some dieties, and my moustache. The Gods will be distracted by the magnifigance of my mighty stash and will do nothing but stare in awe of it's greatness for all eternity... thus forget to ever create a new universe... meaning life will cease to exist for all eternity.

At 10/15/09 05:58 PM, Rallard wrote: Why back in my day we had these wonderful things called Warheads that made Sour Skittles seem like a candy for pussies. Actually, only lemon was really sour... shit was intense though.

I second this.

$0.25 each at the Jr Market. Bought 'em by the handfulls.

At 10/15/09 05:53 PM, JadedTombstone wrote: One time i was eating coa-coa puffs and i found micheal jackson in my 4th spoonful...i was surprised...

I found 4 kids in my cheeros once. Disney made a movie about it.

At 10/15/09 05:49 PM, CapnCrunchDaPimp wrote: I hang out at home, post on NG, listen to music, and B/P. The only thing that's different is that I occasionally get up to hand out candy to kids.

You should give kids candy all the time. When you get caught, the government rewards you with a sweet trophy sign to put in your yard. I even got to go door to door and tell all my neighbors about it!!

I liked the book better... it was about men that didn't stare at goats.

Typical hollywood, always fucking everything up.