At 11/23/09 08:39 PM, charliesheen wrote: 3. Women - Marilyn manroe, halle berry, Dolly paton

Pfft... you didn't even list Betty Paige

I honestly don't know if i'm taller then my dad or not. I am however above six feet tall, so i'm not really worried about it.

I have a friend though that's 18, and he's only 5'4", while as his brother is almost as tall as I am, his dad is like 6'6", and his uncle is almost seven feet.

At 10/16/09 12:52 PM, cronic-22 wrote: Oh and heres my car ; )

Man, there is SOOOO much I would love to do to that car.
The looks just grow on you. After I got used to it I couldn't help but think of all the body/paint work I would like to do.

At 10/9/09 07:37 AM, HighWayStar365 wrote: How could you guys say you like ferraris yet fail to mention the '57 250 Testa rossa?!

btw, can I join?

Probably because it looks like a red Batmobile. : P

Sure, why not?

At 10/9/09 06:13 AM, Life-Stream wrote:

At 10/9/09 05:31 AM, TheFaces wrote: Well the Porsche Cayenne springs to mind.

Porsche Cayanne? That's like a 4x4! The thing's huge. That's similar to the VW Toureg or the Audi Q7.

The Mito is really quite compact and small, more along the lines of the Renault Clio, Citroen C4, VW Golf etc...

I didn't mean as far as size itself. I was speaking more of the lines.
Just look at this picture, and then scroll up to the other one.

I usually do if I can tell my partner is cum shy.

If you still don't get the hint, you deserved it.

At 10/8/09 05:38 PM, HeavyTank wrote: Hello there, since l don't want to be an asshole l'll ask somebody to tell me the new forum rules so that l don't end up being yelled at...thank you for you time.

The Club User Page.
All the information you should know will be there.

Fro, you've got mail.

At 10/8/09 07:06 PM, Life-Stream wrote:

At 10/8/09 06:13 AM, TheFaces wrote: Ooh, I really like the GTA model from what I see. The other one looks a lot like most hatches coming out of Europe, and being that I don't know much about the Euro scene, I really have no place to say. The GTA is right up my alley though.

I like them both. I don't think the mito looks alot like most european hatches to be honest. I've seen a few of them driving around and they are aesthetically nicer than the majority.

Well the Porsche Cayenne springs to mind. I guess it's just because it's a compact hot hatch. It's going to resemble most others, but I would probably like it more if I saw it in real life.

At 10/7/09 09:08 AM, FroNickProductions wrote:

At 10/7/09 07:28 AM, TheFaces wrote:

You should try to join first and then you can share your story here. We just rather have people join the club before they start posting a bunch of stuff.

Well I don't particularly see a difference. I don't care much about writing out a "Survival strategy" because long story short, I live in the desert, with the only reachable body of water being completely polluted, and toxic. Not to mention the fact that every gang banger in the city is nothing more then a gun toting thug that would immediately resort to stealing, and killing the second any type of disaster hit. I have almost zero chance of surviving any type of Class 2 or greater outbreak, so why bother.

Well I was completely unaware of any user page created for this club. I had been looking for quite some time for a form, or defined zombie, and came up with nothing, so I simply created my own. Amazingly my form was rather close to that of the club's.

Hm, *clicks the page before and the page before that and the page before that* Doesn't seem like you looked too far as you can almost find examples on all of those pages of what the outline looks like. ;)

My point is that it's not posted as a direct outline. I noticed everybody was indeed using something similar, however, none were exactly the same. I simply guided mine around that, but was unsure if there was anything official.
Like I said, if you're going to enforce club rules, then all of the information really should be posted directly in the very first post. It's not like this club only has five pages.
Also I see nothing about the zombies themselves, other then TheRipper, making some reference to one being 170 lbs, and slamming into a door.
I'm not trying to argue, i'm just trying to make a point.
Have you tried contacting a moderator, to see if you can get the first post edited to include a link to the groups userpage? That would help clear up future miss understandings.

At 10/7/09 01:46 PM, cronic-22 wrote: lol its not like anyone in this club is going to have supercars!!

Well indeed, I just don't like seeing people get discouraged about their car is all. I go to a lot of car shows, and all of the stupid prejudice against different kinds of cars really pisses me off. The hierarchy usually goes:
Supercar>Vintage Sports>High End Sports>Muscle Car>Low End Sports>Hot Hatch>Sleeper
In case your wondering, here's an example of each.
Supercar- Ferrari, Lambo, Pagani, etc...

Vintage Sports- Basically the old versions of Ferrari, Lambo, Porsche, etc... Like the old Porsche Spider bath tubs.

High End Sports- Current Porsches, Corvette (ZR1, Callaway, Z06), R35 Skyline. Basically any "Sports car" that cost's $70,000+

Muscle Car- Chevelle's, Camaro's, Mustang's, Willy's, Toreno's.

Low End Sports- The retro sports cars from the eighties. 84-88 300ZX, Mk-3 Supra, FC Rx-7's.

Hot Hatch - Honda Ek/Eg Hatch, 240Sx's, Pulsars, Celica's, Celica Supra's.

Sleeper- The family sedans that look like a grocery getter, but make 600 lb/ft at the wheels. Those cars that you see at a car show, and say, "What the hell is this doing here?" Then you realize it's a Ford Taurus Sho, or something.

Another way to put it would be by the number of cylinders:
12+>10>8>6>4
Obviously there are exceptions, but that's just how it seems. Well around here anyways, but this is a city fueled by over indulgence, greed, and gluttony.

87' 300zx :: sweet car, although i did have to look it up on google!! (i know the car just not the name!!)

Thank you. There is lots of information about it in my blogs on my userpage.

I drive an Alfa Mito,great little car,i literally just upgraded from my 51 plate renault clio,great little car that was especially for a first timer.

Ooh, I really like the GTA model from what I see. The other one looks a lot like most hatches coming out of Europe, and being that I don't know much about the Euro scene, I really have no place to say. The GTA is right up my alley though.

At 10/8/09 05:14 AM, Piss wrote: why are you on a christian/catholic website if youre atheist?

Oooh... almost got me. That bait was quite tempting I must say.

At 10/8/09 05:32 AM, PhysX wrote:

Is there something I'm missing, like the whole Cook/Chef debate or do the USMC really want to be "Da Best of Da Best?"

The USMC IS the best of the best, there is no question, and there IS a reason you don't call a Marine a soldier, but until you undergo the training it takes to become a Marine yourself, you'd never understand.

Well never mind the fact that Marines are technically part of the Navy, they are for a fact "First to fight, last to leave." They don't usually engage in any type of the same missions, or objectives your standard army infantry soldier would. They are two completely different things.
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At 10/5/09 11:20 AM, TheRipper00 wrote: Faces your trying to write a half assed b-movie.

I'm sorry that you feel that way. Everybody that I know who's read it though, has enjoyed it quite a lot, so I intend to keep writing it. I will be making further postings of the story to my blog though, so as not to annoy any members of the club.

Using a Melee weapon of any kind is almost a death sentence for ZCS Zombies.

Well I have to disagree with you there. Have you ever been hit with a hardwood bo staff at full rotation? The force is more then enough to physically send a person sprawling to the floor, or crack your skull. Now I have been trained to do this against armed, well trained opponents, so i'm almost certain that any kind of unarmed zombie shouldn't be much of a challenge. Now obviously this is all simply stipulation, and can not be backed up in any way, shape, or form, being that zombies just don't exist in real life.

Why not try and fill out the form and plan for the ZCS Zeds not Shufflers.
Also on the ZCS Homepage we have pretty much every zombie type, description, destruction method, and life span. Why not go there and study up.

Well I was completely unaware of any user page created for this club. I had been looking for quite some time for a form, or defined zombie, and came up with nothing, so I simply created my own. Amazingly my form was rather close to that of the club's.

Also, if you're going to attempt to enforce the rules of a club, such as membership requirements, they should be blatantly posted in the first post. I don't mean to offend, but from the origin of this club there was no stipulations to join other then staying on topic, and no flaming, or spamming. So being that I simply can not be arsed to write out a strategy, which is now part of the clubs rules... I suppose I will simply stop posting here all together, and will continue to post the story on my user page's blog for those of you that are interested.
Sorry to have been what seems like such a bother.

At 10/6/09 08:51 PM, Life-Stream wrote:

At 10/6/09 02:58 PM, cronic-22 wrote: i was wondering what cars do people drive in this club??

I've got an 87' 300zx.

I'm not even gonna say what i drive after seeing all those supercars XD

Why not? So what if somebody has a nicer car? I'll bet that most of those cars... the owners probably don't even know how to open the hood. I don't respect "Super" cars, or their drivers for that matter, any more then any other car on the road. Usually they're owned by super rich jerks, with more money then knowledge, so they just went out and bought something that's supposed to be fast.

This isn't to say that I wouldn't want to own a 911 RUF, or an Aston, but there are honestly quite a few cars I would rather put that money into instead. The only super car I would ever buy though would be a Pagani Zonda C-12S.

... You're leaving? Who ARE you?

I've shaved my legs before. I used to be completely shaved everywhere just because body hair disgust's me. I'm such a hairy guy though, that it's just too much work. Some guys are just lucky and aren't hairy. If you're not one of them, then don't even bother. It gets to be almost an every day part of your grooming schedule that takes another ten or fifteen minutes.

It's not like $100 is a lot of money. It's simply more then most people want to spend on a lot of things. I don't have the money to throw $100 at some charity that I could care less about, so why would I?
Yeah i'll admit that I don't have much money, and i'm pretty poor now a days. But if you are that conceited, and snobbish, then you don't deserve ANYBODY'S respect, and instead deserve to be removed from existence. The world doesn't need any more people like you.

How many charities have you donated to lately?

3...2...1...START!

Self: *I make a sharp left, and turn to walk under my stairs. I notice the sound of horns blaring off in the distance.* "Hmm... must be gridlocked for miles. I can forget about driving to pick up supplies."
Darken: "What?"
Self: "Oh, nothing, just bring me that ladder." *I put down my tools, and open the small red box. I look up, and examine the bolts holding the stair case into the wall, find the appropriate socket, and start unbolting them. I look over to my left, and see the ranger pulling up to the curb in the parking lot. It turns off and Dakota gets out. At this time, I put down my tool, and ask Darken to take over where I left off, and receive an "Okay"* "Hey RJ, come out here." "Alright, Dakota, I need you to back in over there, on the sidewalk." *I point, and show with my hands how he should be angled. He nods, and motions for the truck.*
RJ: "So, what do you need me to do?"
Self: "Did you get that rope hung up?"
RJ: "Yeah... You want me to climb it now, don't you?"
Self: "Yeah, could you? You weigh pretty much the same as I do, so if you can make it, everybody else here can climb it without it breaking. Oh, and if you get up there, there should be another rope a lot like the one that you just hung in my tool drawer in the kitchen. Grab it, and throw it down here."
RJ: "No problem man, see you in a minute"
Self: "Hows it going with those bolts man?" *I pick up the ladder, and set it up so that I can reach the two anchors higher up on the wall where I can't reach. I pick up the seventeen wrench, climb the ladder and get to work.*
Darken: "Pretty smooth sailing my captain"
Self: *I hear footsteps coming toward the door, and yell up* "RJ, don't walk on the stairs, they might fall if you do" *I pull the last bolt out of the wall, and a rope comes sailing down to the sidewalk to my right. Dakota now has the truck in the proper position.* "Hey darken, go around to the other stair wells, and start unbolting all of them."
Darken: "No problem, i'll start on the one next door."
Self: "I'll be there in a minute. Hey, Dakota, just stay in the truck!" *I toss one end of the rope back up to RJ, and ask him to tie it off, and weave it through a couple of the bars. I grab the other end, and walk over to the truck, and begin tying it to the tow hitch. * "You got it over there?"
RJ: "Ready to go here."
Self: *I walk up to the drivers window of the small pickup* "Alright, just gas it until I tell you to stop" *The sound of squealing tires fills the air, followed by a loud crack, and then another, and then finally the stairwell echoes with the loud crash of the succumbing to gravity*
RJ: "HUZZAH!"
*This activity goes on for the next fourty five minutes, until we have all of the stairwells down.*

Time: 10:03 PM, 10/3/2009.
*We're all back in my apartment now, i'm in the bathroom filling the bathtub with water, as Dakota is preparing a light meal. RJ, is in my room trying to find current information on the event using the internet, and Darken is watching the news in the living room.*
Self: *I walk back out into the living room* "Alright guys, we're going to need supplies. We should also get some weapons. I think Wal-mart would be our best bet for the latter, and we should be able to scrounge up some extra stuff in the other apartments on this floor."
Darken: "Well that's all nice and good, but I doubt your neighbors left their doors unlocked, not to mention the fact that we pulled down all of the stair cases."
RJ: "Let's just knock the walls down then!"
Self: "That's exactly what I was thinking." *I walk into my spare bathroom, and begin to fill the tub. I emerge from the room with a sledgehammer. I hand it to RJ.* "Alright man, I'll leave it up to you, since I know you like to beat the piss out of things. Just don't go overboard. If you knock out a support column, we could be in trouble. Just knock out a hole in between the studs wide enough for a line to walk through single file. When you get through to each other apartment, immediately get into the bathroom's, and start filling the bathtubs. If you find anybody, don't even say anything, just come get me."
RJ: "No problem" *He walkes into my room first, and I start hearing loud, blunt, strikes raining down on my wall*
Self: "Alright, Darken, take over on the research where RJ left off. Dakota, when you finish that meal, just keep cooking. We might be able to preserve some of the meat if we salt it. I'm going to head out to the street, and see what the roads are like."
Dakota: "What if those things are out there? Are you going unarmed?"
Darken: "Yeah, I think somebody should go with you."
Self: "No, i'm way faster then all of you. Besides, it's not going to be an extended stay. I'm just going to secure the front gate, and make sure it's closed. If we can stop the zombies there, then we won't need to stop them here. The back gate is broken, and chained, so we won't need to worry about that. Not to mention i'm bringing my Bo Staff, just in case anybody shows up."
Dakota: "I have a couple of .22's at my house, we should really go get them."
Self: "That would give us a chance to see how your grandmother is doing too."
RJ: (from my room) "Fuck her man, she's a bitch!" *He goes back to pounding*
All: *Laugh*
Self: "Alright, i'll be back in a few minutes." *I walk into the kitchen, get into my tool drawers, and pull out a couple of smaller, but sturdy chains, and locks to match. Darken emerges from my room with my Bo Staff, and a Katana in hand."
Darken: "I'm going with you."
Self: *Groan* "Fine... I guess, but it should be pretty uneventful. This whole thing started on the strip, I doubt there are zombies all the way here already." *I Reach for the Staff, but he shoves the Katana in my face.*
Darken: "No way, I'm only trained with the staff. Why would I take the sword?!"
Self: *I take the Katana* "Whatever, let's just go already."

FREEZE! Time: 10:27 PM, 10/3/2009.
I forgot to mention that Darken also has a background in Tae Kwon Do, and also knows how to use a few weapons himself. Between Darken, RJ, and Myself, we should be able to turn almost any able bodied person into a proficient fighter.

3...2...1... START!

*Darken, and myself walk out onto my patio. I notice that all the horns have stopped. I drop the chans, and locks over the wall, and after securing the katana to my belt I climb down. Darken tosses me the staff, and starts down the rope.*
Self: "This might not be as easy as I thought, be on your guard, and we have to move silently, and quickly." *I show him the basic signs for movement. I.E. Stop, Go in front, follow. He nods his head, and we proceed.*

*We begin moving swiftly from building to building, trying to stay along the walls as much as possible. As we get further toward the front gate, I notice that there are no cars to be seen inside the complex. Everybody is gone. We've just come around the office building, and can see the front gate. The exit gate is open, but the entrance is shut. I also notice that the call box has been destroyed. I hand darken the spare chain, and lock.*

Self: (In a whisper) "Alright, go and chain up the gate that's closed, i'm going to go close the other one, and chain it shut also. Got it?"
Darken: "Yeah, just give the signal"
Self: *I flash a hand sign, and we both move. I start closing the gate, and notice on the street that there's a person lumbering about. He looks injured.* -Should I call out to him? No, he would just be a burden, and wouldn't be able to climb the rope to the safehouse anyways.-
Darken: "Hey are you okay?" (He yells.)
Self: "SHUT UP!"
Unknown: "GRaaaaaAAAAAAAA!"
Self: "Oh shit, Darken, that's a zombie!" *I pull my katana*

At 10/4/09 05:31 PM, The-Condor wrote:

At 10/4/09 12:39 AM, TheFaces wrote: All people, attributes, shelters, locations, tools/weapons, and misc. other items that I mention are based on fact.

You have no guns, your dead.

and these are runners, not shufflers, And this is what we would do IN REAL LIFE.

*You're
Anyways, that's fine. The whole idea though is that these zombies are in the center of Las Vegas. I live a good seven, to eight miles away from the center of the outbreak. We should have at least an hour, or two until they reach where my location is. The rest will be explained in the next chapter.

Besides for that... I don't care what they're called. I used a name that made sense to me, and gave an explanation as to what they are. Call them whatever you like, I was just outlining the different forms of zombie that we may encounter. I might add something else if I really feel like it.

Like I said. It's a story more then a well outlined plan.

At 10/4/09 04:08 PM, kidd25 wrote: faces make me the dick who gets pissed off at everyone and then leave and later on in the story you see me escaping from the zombies...... i tell you if i make it or not!

I need you to fill out the form that I posted right below the story. All the fields are toward the left, and explanations of the field are to the right.

Oh, also, if you want to be included in the story, send me a message, with a rundown in this format.

This is ALSO going on my Myspace though, and i'm sure i'll have friends requesting to be put in. These will be for the most part small bit parts, being that I can't have a billion people living in my apartment with me. (Too many fire codes, and such.)

The only people guaranteed to be in the story for a long period of time are RJ, Dakota, Darken, and Myself.

FORMAT: (For slightly larger rolls. lasting at least one or two scenes)
Name: (Doesn't have to be your real name, but I at least want a realistic name like John, or Mike, not EliteUser1337. If you don't follow this rule, consider this your guaranteed that you won't be put in.)
Age: I would prefer your true age, but if you want to add a couple of years to yourself, so that you're not a fourteen year old kid running around in the zombie apocalypse, that's fine too.
Height: Real height only. If you claim to be 6'7", and I check your profile and your fifteen, i'm going to request proof. If you can't provide it, then you won't get a part.
Weight/Build: (Same as height) Don't tell me you're built like the hulk if you can't prove it with multiple pictures.
Other: Things like the weapon you might be carrying, and how you got it.

Basically I don't want anybody to be noticeably more badass then my character. But if you can prove that your 6'5", built like a tank, and are some sort of incredible fighter, I WILL add you just because of how much more awesome you might make the story for a few paragraphs.

If you just want a short bit part like what I did with my neighbor Brandon, then just include your name.

All people, attributes, shelters, locations, tools/weapons, and misc. other items that I mention are based on fact.

Attributes:
Age: 20
Height: Aprox. 6'2"
Weight: 160 lbs
Build: Thin/Athletic
City: Las Vegas, NV.
Starting Shelter: Apartment building/2nd floor
Emergency Shelter: The roof of said apartment.
Goal Shelter: Casino/2nd floor
Other: Plenty of available battle ready hand held melee weapons.
Special Ability's: Extensive martial arts background. Adept in mechanics, and engineering. In above average physical condition, with the ability to run five minute miles, and 4.4 second forty yard dashes.

Equipment/Clothing - all weapons mention are BATTLE READY, not swap meet floor models.
Basic Clothing: Standard dress, I.E. jeans, short, t-shirts, etc...
Protective Clothing: Leather jacket, bullet resistant vest, leather motorcycle pants, full paintball face shield (explanation later).
Weapons: Hardwood Bo Staff. Steel Katana. Steel throwing knives (Unskilled with weapon, last resort). Graphite hunters longbow. (Roughly 40 serrated tipped hunting arrows)
Tools: Mechanics tools. Basically... everything you would ever need to fix your car. Can be used for more then just automotive purposes.

Zombie Types:
Most prominent:
Basic walkers. I.E. Romero/Dawn Of The Dead.
-They lack logic skills. Slow moving. Threat:
1/5-but can be dangerous in large numbers.

Less prominent:
Enhanced walkers.
-Still lacking basic logic skills, but will respond to stimuli other then humans. (Sound, smells, etc...) Not as slow as Basic walkers, but can barely accomplish a jogging pace.
Threat:2/5 In large numbers it becomes 4/5.
Large Enhanced walkers.
-All attributes of the standard enhanced walker, but they were a larger person in life, making them a league apart from the standard when it comes to up close and personal battles.
Threat:4/5

Rare Encounter:
Logical walker.
This is that one in a million zombie that has reasoning, and basic logic. They aren't intelligent enough to do most tasks that we may consider menial, like open doors, climb ladders, and what not, but they can solve problems such as breaking through barricades by disassembling them piece by piece, rather than just running into it over, and over. Also find weak points in buildings, such as windows.
Threat:5/5 -upon notice, should be eliminated at all costs to prevent them from inspiring other "Logical's."

Thoughts are contained in between dashes, and speech is in quotes. Explanations, and important information are in parentheses. Actions are in *Stars*. As new characters come into play, they will be given a short rundown of attributes similar to a streamlined version of what's above for myself. Same with anything else that may need a rundown, such as vehicles, or buildings.
This will be an ongoing thing more like a story, then a strategy with lots of "What if's", and "Butt this could have happened" moments. It's just a story, get over it.

3...2...1... START!

10/3/2009 Time: 8:44PM
TV: "BREAKING REPORT!" "In downtown Las Vegas it seems that the dead are walking among us. They are to be considdered extremely dangerous. The government is instating a quarantine on Las Vegas, and no one is to come or go without proper authority. Officials refuse to make a statement as to the cause of this, but insist that it will be taken care of shortly, and recommend that you don't panic, lock your doors, barricade the windows, and remain in your home until they have the situation under control.

Self: -This has to be a joke.- *Picks up cell phone, dials 5, call*
"Hey RJ, are you watching the news?"

RJ: "Yeah bro, I don't know what's going on, but me, Kody, and Darken are coming over."
Self: "Alright, that's probably a good idea, i'll see you when you get here" *Hangs up* "Man, this can't be real. *Walk outside, and across the stairway to my neighbors house. Knock knock. A few seconds later the door opens.* "Hey Brandon, have you seen the news?" (I'm answered by Brandon's flurrying about gathering things into a trash bag)
Brandon: "Yeah i've heard, could you help me gather up some stuff? I'm getting the hell out of here."
Self: "Sure man, but where are you going to go? The government has the roads shut down."
Brandon: "I'm in the Air force man, i'm going to the base until all this shit gets done... Throw me that box next to you"

(About twenty minutes goes by, and my phone starts ringing.)
Self: *Looks at phone* "RJ." *Answers phone* "Hey what's up RJ?"
RJ: "Hey man, where are you, we've been knocking for like five minutes?"
Self: "Oh shit bro, I totally forgot. Hey Brandon, i'll see you later man." *I receive a goodbye, and walk outside* "Sorry guys." *I walk back into my appartment, followed by my three friends*

Time Freeze - Character rundown.
RJ
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 160 lbs.
Build: Stout/Muscular
Other: Short, but very strong. Wrestling background, and picks up on fighting maneuvers very fast. Rather intelligent.

Kody - Short for Dakota.
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 150 lbs.
Build: Thin.
Other: RJ's brother. Lots of contacts.

Darken - Real name shall not be mentioned.
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 135 lbs.
Build: Skinny.
Other: Fun to be around. Great for moral. Also very intellectual.

I'm good friends with all of them. Darken, and RJ are roomates, and Kody lives with his grandmother. This is important later.

3...2...1...START!

Self: *I look outside to notice that almost all of my neighbors are gone* "Hey guy's. If this is real, this could be bad, we need to start preparing." *They all agree, and start to lounge about my appartment. I Walk into my bedroom, and grab my small toolbox.* (I use this toolbox for smaller jobs. It contains just basic hand tools. I have many more tools in my garage where my car is kept.) "Alright, first things first." *Puts toolbox down* "Kody, Darken, go around to the other apartments on the top floor of my building, and see who else is staying here." *I walk back into my room, and grab a rope, then walk back out into the living room. Kody, and Darken are already on their way out the door. I hand the rope to RJ* "RJ, tie this around the pillar on my patio"
RJ: "Why?"
Self: "Because that's how we're getting in, and out of the apartment for now."
RJ: "Well... that makes sense. I guess Zombies can't climb it huh? What are you going to do?"
Self: "I'm going to go, and loosen the bolts on the other stair cases, so that we can knock them over. I don't want those things coming in through the walls either. If we can do that, we should be pretty safe up here on the second floor. At least for now anyways." *RJ goes out on the patio, and starts tying the rope.* "After you're done with that, just wait here, i'll be back in a minute, and i'll need your help, just make sure that rope isn't going anywhere." *He responds with an okay, and goes back to work. I walk outside to see Darken, and Kody coming up the stairs.* "Hey guys, so what's up?"
Kody: "I dunno man. Either nobody is answering their door, or their all gone."
Darken: "This one black lady was coming out of her apartment on the other side, and said that she was leaving town. Other then that I didn't run into anybody."
Self: "Alright good. Hey Darken run in my room, and in my bathroom, there should be a folding step ladder. Go get it, and bring it out here." (I stay in the master suite in a two bedroom apartment. I use my bathroom as another closet) *I Reach in my pocket, and pull out my truck keys.* Dakota, go pull the Ranger up." *I toss him the keys. I walk past Darken who's going up the stairs as I proceed down. I look around, and notice no cars in the parking lot except for my Ranger parked against the back wall.*

-Running out of space. Tell me if you guys want to see more, and i'll continue.

At 10/3/09 04:07 AM, WhaleSnail wrote: well i've never heard of you or your alt!

downgrade successful!

... you've been here for what? A month. If your name wasn't so cool, I might just have to inflict quite a verbal lashing upon your visual sensory preceptors.

They're doing it wrong. Studies show that most people completely lose interest after about 15 minutes into most activities that require a high level of thought. What they SHOULD do is shorten each class by roughly thirty minutes, but lengthen the school year to accommodate for the lost time.

In short, do what the Japanese do, boost productivity, and in doing so, cut cost's.

At 9/25/09 07:10 AM, ArmouredGRIFFON wrote: Listen, find one 07+ punk band that isn't scared to go to prison. Serve some time in the slammer, for lighting up Obama's car park. Once you know what punk is, you don't really want it. In retrospective society is much better now'days.

You're a fucking idiot. Punk doesn't have to be a political thing.

Not to mention that the problem with the punk scene is that you usually don't get noticed as a band until years after you've broken up, or sold out. You just can't make everybody happy. Either you're "Cool, and original" (And broke) or you're a "Sellout, Poser, Emo, blah blah blah" just because you got sick of living on top ramen, and sleeping with four other dudes, and all your equipment in your van that's usually broken down.

At 9/21/09 08:09 PM, Life-Stream wrote:

At 9/21/09 01:01 PM, cronic-22 wrote: Common car lol

Haha, cool. The best car i saw while living in London was probably either a Ferrari Testarossa, or a Lamborghini Diablo. That was years back though.....when the Diablo was the latest Lambo around.

Oooohh... I LOVE the Testarossa. It's such an under-rated car.

At 9/20/09 04:46 PM, GUTHRIE wrote: I'd just like to know how to delete a cat.

Simple, you saw/torch off the piping right after the header, and right before the muffler.

Most people won't get it.

At 9/20/09 05:45 PM, Thechickensparta wrote: not unless you have a big dick, obviously not OP.

... you don't need a big dick to hit the back of a womans mouth/throat. What? Like five inches?

At 9/20/09 11:02 AM, Life-Stream wrote:

At 9/20/09 10:58 AM, ghostxero wrote: im looking to get a least 200-230 horses out of it, nothing crazy just nice and quick!

How much does it have stock?

I think right around 110hp, 100lb/ft. That's really NOT terrible, but it's going to take quite a bit of work to get upwards of 200-230 out of it, even with a turbo, and other basic mods. You MIGHT make 230 if you do the turbo build the right way, and run around 12 pounds of boost. You could probably amp it up to around 18 pounds, and make it to almost 300 though. That would get you terrible gas milage, and would put a lot of wear on your engine, so definitely get a boost controller that way you can set how much boost you want at a given time. The manual turn screw types are okay, but the electrical boost controllers are MUCH better.
I'm no expert on Honda's, but I still know quite a bit about them, and even more about cars in general, so if you have any questions feel free to ask here. I usually check back every couple of days, and the other guys seem to know their fair share too.

At 9/19/09 11:22 AM, ghostxero wrote: ok ok, hahahaha, really do have an 87 acura integra though looking to ad turbo and ore a bit and what not....

Well i'm glad you're being serious now. What engine? Is it a stickshift?

At 9/18/09 09:59 PM, Life-Stream wrote:

At 9/18/09 07:46 PM, TheFaces wrote: Yeah no kidding. There were SIX Z31's, Four Honda's (Two of which were EG hatch's), an 89' RX-7, and a red Mk-2 Supra.

Ohh...i like EG hatch's. The rest are nice too. But why all old versions?

They're all older cars because they're available, don't cost as much as newer ones, they're cheaper on insurance, and because Retro is where it's at, yo.

Also, just for reference, two of the Z31's run in the twelves, the other one runs 14's, and I don't know what my car will do in the quarter yet. (Oil leaks=No Track) The Rx-7 is in the mid 13's. The Supra hasn't been run yet, but it keeps up with the twelve second Z31's. And one of the EG's runs fourteens. The rest I don't know about.

Is it against the rules to tell them to hit Alt+F4? Or just discouraged?

It's not really hurting anything, it's just enraging.