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Topic: General Gaming / Fallout 4: Skyrim review

I have never before seen an argument between such close minded…. err… let’s just call you all “gamers” for now.

1. Graphics are not everything. Get over it.
2. A game does not need guns to be great, contrary to popular opinion.
And lastly, most importantly
3. If you don’t like the game, but others do, don’t fight about it. It’s a game you idiots. Get over it.

 
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Topic: General Gaming / Whats your fave game of 2010,2011 And all time!

Well, here are mine

2010- monster hunter tri, why? Because you run around in weapons made from monsters, killing other monsters so you can loot them and make weapons from them to kill bigger monsters.
2011- conduit 2, why? It was just kinda fun for me, and the fact that you can find a severed sasquatch arm in a cave put it over the top…

All time- Dwarf fortress. Why? well, why not? It is pretty much the most advanced civilization simulator ever, constantly updating to this day (even though it was released 6 years ago) active community, there is literally nothing you can’t do, if you know how. And, lastly, it’s ASCII.

 
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Topic: General Gaming / Subvein: Top Down Multiplayer Shooter

Seems cool looking, I’ll look into it later.

 
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Topic: General Gaming / What's the line between game and interactive movie?

I’ve been wondering what peoples opinions were on the matter. More and more recently I’ve been seeing big ticket video games that are just losing the purpose of them being a game. Many seem to not even change due to what you do, and just plow along, forcing you to go along a certain path. By forcing you along the lines, I don’t mean that you don’t feel important, I mean that you can’t make choices and what happens is bound to happen.

But, to what I was asking, in all of your opinions, what exactly is the line between game or interactive movie, and what are some of the better “Here, have fun and do what you feel like.” games?

 
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Topic: General Gaming / MineCraft Vs. Terraria

I find it funny how everyone believes that if a game has mining in it, and crafting, it’s an instant ripoff of minecraft. Minecraft wasn’t even the first that did mining in a game. Does that mean minecraft is a ripoff? (HINT: the answer starts with “N” and ends with “O”) they are immensely different games if you actually think about it. Of course, the pea-brained extreme (not all of them, just a select few) minecraft freaks will still adamantly refuse that another game can have mining and crafting, I don’t really play either game. So get over it and just respect games for what they are.

 
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Topic: Tyrant: General Tyrant Discussion / Some help for a semi-clueless player.

Well, i recently saved up enough WB for getting to the elite thingey. I obviously won’t spend WB on useless little cards that aren’t good.

The problem is, I can’t tell the difference of a good and bad card, what would someone recommend me to get? (from all the packs I ever got, i never got a commander better than thadius (neither health-wise nor any skill given to them at all) and I only have Apex as my legendary card. What would you all recommend me to buy?

 
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Topic: Off-topic / 10 HOURS OF VIDEOGAMES STRAIGHT

While everyone talks about playing games like Skyrim, smash brothers, even tetris for 10 Hours straight, being “so hardcore” I sit here, taking literally one minute trying to figure out what’s so crazy about 10 hours, until I realize that not every game is Dwarf Fortress. For those of you who don’t know, Dwarf Fortress is the best ASCII game ever.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The city [choice game]

(because this is a quickly thought up thread. I make up the plot at the moment I write it!)

You slip into the trapdoor. Inside are a lot of spiderwebs, and more spiders. There is a window, but itsbarred in. many boxes lay around, maybe a hacksaw will be in one?

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The city [choice game]

The guard looks at a clock, then at you. “Ok guy, what’re ya in here for?” “How should I know?” “Whadda ya mean you don’t know? Your in jail!” “Yeah, I don’t know, a creeper in a suit came, tried to get me, I called the cops, they get me instead.” “Aw crap not again… Not this time. Ok guy, I’ma help you get out, my shift is about to end. When you get out of the cell, head into the closet right by here, the new guard will come shortly after, they’ll flip. Don’t worry about cameras, were to cheap to have them here. once you get into the closet, there is an air vent, and a trap door. enter one of the two. both can lead out of here.” He stands up, fakes a yawn, and slips off his keys, along with a tazer onto the floor, right by you. He leaves the room after.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The city [choice game]

No retries.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The city [choice game]

Thats not how it works skippy.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The city [choice game]

You come along with them, mainly because they have tazers, and guns. You get into their car. Luckily, your first shift is next week. As you arrive at the station, they open the door and drag you out. You enter the building, it’s pretty empty except for a few cops. You end up in a jail cell, with a guard right outside.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The city [choice game]

(my internet broke soon after that post, but it works now.)

You dash back inside and yell “Someone call 911, now.” The man in the suit chuckles to himself. Eventually the cops do come, but they just tell you “Get in our car. now.” they seemed friendly with the man in the suit.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The city [choice game]

You can join in any time, any place, it’s everyone’s character. Just stupid descisions/trolls will be ignored.

You rear up and ask him “What do you want?” He simply looks at you, and re-grabs your arm. You pull back and punch him right in the face. he falls over, surprised at your action. “I am not getting in that rape van!”

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The city [choice game]

you head into the pizza hut, trying to look official. You ask about the job, and the manager tells you you can. kinda easy. you wait outside, eventually a large black van, with tinted windows, the back ones are windowless, and the back half has no windows. a man with a suit and tie comes out. he walks up to you, and grabs your arm. You jump back due to that being the obvious response. You thought about saying something, but a family is nearby, and that’s a bad idea.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The city [choice game]

you climb out of the window, and head to the ground. Luckily the fire escape is one of the few well maintained things around here. Once you hit the ground, you head down the street, kicking an old soda can. You pass by a section of the city where most of the fast food joints are, you look at a billboard hoisted up nearby used to show which places are hiring. Garbage boy at pizza hut, garbage boy at burger king, or janitor at pizza hut. The difference is that the janitor works at night. Well, and better pay, and more work.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The city [choice game]

You start out by trying to collect the cereal, most of it is in boxes. Wierd how all those ‘kind donaters’ a.k.a. celebreties that want publicity, think that all poor people need is cereal. Ah well, atleast you can sell it. The question is how, because stores wont buy them back, and most people don’t trust you for no reason…

Yeah, I know how to forum, I just haven’t here.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The city [choice game]

err, ok then.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The city [choice game]

This is a simple “do anything you want” game. You are given a situation, and say any command (PG13 and lower please) this takes place in a cities limits. Now, this is entirely free roam. All of you control the same character. you will not be allowed to die, so just try not to, ok? The rules are simple, read the situation, then give wht to do. now, have fun, and do what wil make you, and us laugh.

You wake up in your apartment. top floor, the 13th. Yup, unlucky, you have a storage of about 50 pounds of cereal in various places. Your couch is torn to peices by the stray cat which you have named “Timmy.” Your bed is partially blue, partially white due to a washiing accident with bleach. Your manly small beard seems to never grow, or get shaved off, therefore your shaving razors are broken and laying around, some partially eaten by the cat. the fridge is broken, and has been for a while. Your used to be yellow rug is now brown from dirt and coffee stains, if you could afford coffee anymore. oh, and the cat isn’t house-trained either. you currently hold onto your life savings, $7.50, in your back pocket. as you may know, you are dirt poor, and the landlord gave you this apartment for free, due to the stray cat, lack of lights, and poor running water. the fire escape is right at one window, and you commonly use it for transportation due to the fact that the stairs and elevator are both broken. Time to have some fun!

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Change one word

Metang raped nitroglycerin with his manly bacon.

Did I does good?

 
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Topic: The Arts / A story, by macaw5

First, you must know, I write to pass time, and have fun. I do though, strongly believe in copyright laws and that this is 100% my story. Now, with that out of the way, this is a fantasy medieval story. If you don’t like it, don’t bother to read. I would enjoy to accept all criticism, and idead, this can be strongly influenced by people, for I come up with the plot as I go along. So go ahead, post some ideas, maybe I’ll put them into the story if I like them, or others really like them. The title of the story is “Chronicles of enac” (The full part of what I have written will not be in this post, if people like it, I’ll show more.) So sit back, pop open a can of cola, read, and enjoy.

Chronicles of Enac
The beginning

Years ago, in the southern badlands, disaster struck. A great, fiery orb of hot stone crashed into the land. The area around was decimated. The badlands already were sandy and had few trees. A lone warlock went to the crash zone. He found the sky orb, and tried to discover its power. He cracked it open with an earthen spell. Inside was pure with gold. Nobody knows what happened, but the warlock was not seen again, and a large cavern was opened. The Sky orb was not seen again.
“Well, that’s odd.” Said Elrin. Elrin is wearing a light blue cloak, it drapes around his shoulders and covers his back like a cape, but wraps around him entirely. His hair is snow white, and messy. His eyes area very light blue, almost white. He is fifteen years of age, turning 16 in two months. The candle in front of him lightened his kind face. “Elrin” A tired, old voice said. A long-bearded old man walks into the room. He steps over a few books. He wears a cloak similar to Elrin’s. “What did you find?” “Oh, just a small story sir.” “Well it’s late, you should probably get to bed now…” “I suppose.” Elrin agreed, standing up, knees cracking from stiffness as he did.
A wooden model of a human, about five feet tall, falls over, a burning arrow stuck in its forehead. The moon shines above. “Well, that’s a kill-shot.” Said a young elf. He stepped up to the model. “Don’t touch the arrow. It’s still on fire.” Said a larger elf, about the estimated human age of 30. “No. I’m mentally retarded.” The younger elf stated with sarcasm. The younger elf had long blonde hair, with a green band around one arm. He had dark green leather armor on. His age is about fifteen. His blue eyes gleamed in the moon’s light. He splashed some water from a flask onto the arrow and put out the flame. He plucked the arrow out of the wooden figure. “I’m going to take a shot now.” He stepped as far back as the older elf, and took out a bow, made of oak wood, dark from years of use. He aimed the burnt arrow and fired. It flew at the model’s leg crooked. As it hit, the model fell face first. “With an aim like that you’ll be able to hit the side of a barn! After about twelve tries of course.” The older elf jokingly stated. “Ok, so it isn’t as easy as you made it look. . .” “Don’t worry Nerro, you’ll get better, eventually.”
“Err, well, I’m here because- no I’m sixteen sir, I’m not at the bar for a drink, I’m waiting for someone.” “Well I don’ like ya’ lil’ kiddie” “Listen, You’re horribly drunk, please just relax, sober up a bit, then come back here, ok?” “Then why you in da’ bar huh?” “I just told you, I’m waiting for someone.” “W-well why are you ‘ere ‘den?” The voice of reason sighed. He flicked some of his brown hair out of his eyes. He adjusted his leather clothes for more comfort. “Now, lie down. No. Not on the floor, on the provided benches, please. . . That’s a potted plant. Not a bench.” “Itsh what aye wan’ it to be.” He sighed again. “I’m just going to ignore you now, ok?” “You pickin’ ah fight?” “No I am not, I would easily kill you.” “Well I don’ believe you jackwad” “I have a sword, you don’t, do the math. Oh wait, you can’t, you’re too drunk.” The door clacked. “Listen Kylin, arguing with a drunkard is going to get you nowhere. I arranged to come here to expose you to the elements of no reason. Sometimes you can’t reason with idiots. Drunk or not.” “Ok, are we leaving then? Because I really don’t like this place.” “Yes Kylin, we’re leaving.”
A shatter could be heard, the porcelain vase that spewed elegant flowers now lies on the floor in a sorrowful heap of sharp chunks of ceramics. “Whoop, me sorry” A woman sighed. “Listen, if you are accepted into the mercenaries’ guild, you can’t smash everything. “But that the fun part!” “We don’t normally accept orcs Togram, but you are especially skilled, and know Common. Well, at least some of it.” “So, when me get work?” “First you must sign the contract. We all know you can’t write, so just put what you can remember and that will be called your signature, understand?” “Sort of.” The woman brought Togram to a counter. He stood about six and one half feet tall, he has a large battleaxe strapped to his back. He has iron armor plating covering his body. His green skin is very apparent. The receptionist, who is a man, hands Togram an ink feather pen, and a contract, he points to a line at the bottom asking for a signature. Togram proceeds to smash the pen into a space above the line, ink dribbles into a spill on the spot of annihilation. He takes his index finger and smears it around in a spiral. “My signature.” The receptionist slowly, and carefully takes the paper, avoiding eye-contact with Togram, and as he grabs it he yanks away as fast as he humanly can, then dashes out of the room. The woman placed her palm against her face. “How much are you going to bet he resigns after this?” She asked, quite seriously. “Twenty gold coins. At least” Togram replied, as seriously as she said that. “I have to admit, you are getting good with the stupid brute tactic.” “Initiation, always a hard time for these newcomers, but it’s fun as hell.” Togram replied.