[9:26:07 PM] Kakaru: PRIDE IN THE ELITE [9:27:04 PM] Kakaru: OBEDIENCE IS HAPPINESS [9:27:27 PM] Kakaru: A BUSY MATORAN IS A HAPPY MATORAN [9:28:27 PM] Kakaru: TURAGA DUME SEES ALL [9:28:35 PM] Kakaru: THOUGHTS CAN BE DANGEROUS [9:29:05 PM] Kakaru: FOR PEACE AND THE LAW [9:30:05 PM] Kakaru: MIGHT MAKES RIGHT [9:30:16 PM] Kakaru: TO SERVE AND TO PROTECT [9:30:37 PM] Kakaru: it's like the BZP staff got their code of conduct from the vahki animations [9:31:46 PM] Robert D: Shut up you. You're on s
There was one last issue to be resolved, something that manifested as an underlying tension in all our conversations and a stilted laughter as the topic was brought up in passing, and it surfaced at last. This probably won't mean anything to most of you, and I think that is one of life's few mercies. It's come to my attention tonight as I (and my partner in conflict) finally gathered the courage to dredge up the past to finally put it to rest in the open. To that end, I'm creating this entry t
But honestly, just telling everyone that Dume was just Teridax in disguise and he wanted the toa captured because MAKUTA ARE EVIL AND THEY DO JUNK LIKE THAT was kind of an awful move. I subscribe to the Janus headcanon as he described it at Cascade, where it's stated that Dume was a corrupt leader who could no longer protect his people through his senility. To that end, I wrote a story.
I remember when this used to be the badge of super senior staffies when I first joined so this is really neat for me. also it matches my avatar and post colour so there's that
Okay so my girlfriend bought it so we could watch it finally, and it was pretty good I guess. Snyder's stuff has always been weird. I understand that the film was meant to be a critique of the nature of the people who would go to watch that sort of film in the first place, which was a pretty bold move for him. Unfortunately his point was sort of muddled under an abstract plot that didn't spend the time to properly draw the parallels between the real world and the film's own fictional dream, so i
I've made a mess where I was trying to patch things up, and I've offended many people that I never wanted to hurt. I'm slowly working my way backwards and trying to reconcile myself to those individuals, and I want to thank everyone for bearing with me in the meantime. I really do apologize for any hurtful comments that have been slung and probably glanced off more than one casual bystander. Thanks for everything, guys. In spite of the controversy, it's the people here and their willingness to
I'm just going to keep bludgeoning people with my "RESPECT" hammer until you all learn to stop belittling each other for your views and mindlessly hating and backstabbing without any real context or attempts to resolve your issues one-on-one. Seriously, you don't have to call people out in public with cutting remarks to try and make them see it your way. If anything, that makes them want to respect you and your ideas even less, and any opportunity for rational debate is lost when mutual respect
I'm going to start off this extensive rant about the Nolan Batman Trilogy and how most people I've talked to fail to realize how brilliant it actually is beyond a well done action/thriller film. Please excuse the lack of apostrophes as the BBcode editor has seen fit to remove them all on a whim. Here we go, starting with the basis of this theory. For now, assume that the city is a direct parallel to the Batman we see created in Batman Begins. Keep this in mind because its going to make more se
(Here is proper link to large size) So I made this for Rob and Becca for Christmas because I'm kind of late sending Rob his birthday present. It is based on starwar and robotcop and other space movie from the 70's.
That last entry came off as far more whiny and self-pitying than I intended so I basically over-analyzed the junk out of it to figure out why I posted it since I'm not into the whole phishing-for-pity gimmick, and i think I rooted out the point I was trying to make: I'm not complaining that I have nothing to do over the weekend. I'm sure plenty of people are in the same situation and their life probably sucks worse than mine. I'm not complaining that I have to work. Plenty of other people do
Basically everyone else in my entire college has gone home since we got the entire week off class for Thanksgiving, and I'm still sitting around the empty college because my job scheduled me to work this entire week. Another family that I've know for a while invited me to Thanksgiving dinner with them because they knew I'd be alone this entire time, but since I have to work all day that's right out the window. Oh, and the fluorescent light in my room has all but gone out, so it's super dark
WHAT. NO. I DON'T USE CAPS LOCK. I THOUGHT IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE A TRAINING KEY FOR RETARDS. A training key? MAYBE ALSO FOR GIRLS. FOR WHEN THEY GET HYSTERICAL AND MAKE THEIR LETTERS SHOUT. Ok, got it. Really great theories there. So... how do you usually type then? JUST. NEVER MIND. Hang on. Are you saying you hold down shift with one hand, while hunting and pecking for all the letters with the other?
And I left myself a note before the boards went down. You know the rules and so do I. A full commitment’s what I’m thinking of, You wouldn't get this from any other guy. I just wanna tell you how I’m feeling, Gotta make you understand… Never gonna give you up, Never gonna let you down, Never gonna run around and desert you. Never gonna make you cry, Never gonna say goodbye, Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you. I hate myself
Basically, BZPower is like a big gasoline engine. It runs smoothly, makes a lot of noise, but does what it's supposed to. Inside that engine are a whole lot of different components doing different things in unison to keep it all together. Oh, and it runs on flammable liquid, which is great when kept contained. Some people like to open up the gas tank fueling the engine to analyze the gas inside in a civil manner, then some other people like to run in, dump the gas all over themselves, and set
no NO NONONO YOU ARE NOT A POEMER WHY ARE YOU POEMING YOU ARE BAD WITH WORDS The blinding gleam of a world revealed A nation fallen, a people healed Canisters open, revealing their worth Tired feet breaking the surf A band of heroes together once more The ache of the journey, bloody and sore A ring of stones, powers combined To sacrifice duty for destiny's time The elders stand in the light of the isle The mountains and trees stretching for miles Matoran step out of their pods, unaware
Official library topic for the worst of the worst. I'm necromancing my old writing, feel free to follow suit in your own blogs... IF YOU DARE Oh right fair warning, these all link to the archives, so it will log you out when you come back. Dark Lands (epic) Matau's Talk Show! (Remember when those were cool?) Inika Go To Wal-mart (shut up)
