Protohuman

You're all growing up.

http://www.majhost.c...io/img_0240.jpgThis is how I went to a Halloween party; couldn't be arsed to buy a costume, so I just got some facepaint ands went as a Tim Burton guyEDIT: It was also raining, and I got back at about 1:00am, so my straightened hair was slightly ruined >.<

The old one got mashed down, so I'm starting the new one ^^If it's not allowed then... Whatever XDShow us what you look like :biggrin:Here's me:http://www.majhost.c...io/img_0240.jpgWay too big for image posting.EDIT: The reason I am wearing make up is because I was going to a Halloween party, and I didn't want to buy a costume, so I just went as a Tim Burton-y person.Go!

For a fancy modern one it would be around 60 to 90 pounds. I don't know if it's any different in dollars...But that's just a turntable on it's own; the whole thing in one machine would be different.Look online

Can I have them? XD What's he play?

Anyone on this site collect vinyl?I have a classic 1970s Sony model, amplifyer, pre amp and two faithful speakers all packed up upon my bedroom wardrobe. It's an excellent set of machinery, enabling music I like to be heard in many different ways, and a good thing to casually slip into a conversation to rise your coolness XDAs for records, my collection is quite small (compared to my bandmate who has a whole storeroom packed with the things). I got a couple of Hendrix, some Rolling Stones, some Cream, Jefferson Airplane, compilations of Rock Legends, Mike Oldfield, and a few others my that granddad gave to me...When buying records, I try to get the original things rather than the new remastered ones...So what about you, COT? Tell me

Skullcandy headphonesBass pedal (multi effects)Hendrix's Electric Ladyland and Are You Experienced on vinylCream's Disraeli Gears on vinylRolling Stone's Some Girls on vinylCouple of filmsGiftcards for various clothes shops and HMVChocolateaaaaaaaaaaand some money

Nope.The person below me doesn't have a strange prejudice against Mega Bloks, because he or she are aware that both it and Lego are just toy brands.

TPBM read all three posts before replying to this one

Wrong!TPBM is mature enough to not care about what TPUM just said.

[nope]These are so funny! Simple yet strangely entertaining :biggrin:Post your thoughts!

I have it, but in a different way...I am fully socially capable, and am able to make and have many good friends, and am hardly awkward. But I still have the obsessions.But now I use the obsessions to help me through situations, and as a fun way to create;For a few weeks I'll be interested in animating, for the next month I'll be interested written stories, and the next godknows-how-long time I'll be interested in anything else...I use my asbergers to help me make things, and I never let it hold me back on my social life

I have a documentary book forming in my brain atm...Seeing as it's what I firmly believe, it's about why we should all have a bad side. Detailing that sinning is a natural part of our bodies and why we shouldn't repress it completely. First reason being that it's liberating and can give your mind more freedom. Second being that nobody is perfect, and everybody should except that. A third being that people who attempt to be entirely good, and pretend to have no dark side at all ARE insufferable.But since we have evolved, we have invented the concept of control. And so, the book also details that we should keep a healthy balance between dark and light; not to be entirely light, and not to be entirely dark, because both ARE impossible. Main point is to be yourself, and not to try to shape yourself into something suited to someone else. And so it tries to help us to use our dark side, but also control it.Lying, cheating, stealing, swearing and so on can be liberating AND sometimes be used for something good.That's what The Inner Deviant is about ^^

I invented an all-female toa team:Sarah: Toa of ShoppingKate: Toa of CookingJen: Toa of HairKathy: Toa of ShoesLeah: Toa of Handbagsand Steph: Toa of Make UpPretty cool yeah?

I posted le romance story in le forum ^^ Critisisisisisisisism... would be appreciated =)

My latest story; inspiration came from her [/sickening] XDDD One Arthur Peters brushed the leaves out of his face as he advanced through the green. Past the bushes and shrubs and through the trees he went as he drew closer and closer to his destination. He knew this forest all too well, recognising every patch and place in his path, staying in his memory after the countless times crossing it. There were rumours of wolves prowling the place at this time at night, but Arthur didn’t care; his target was too important, too essential to let such a simple obstacle to stand in his way. This thing he was coming to was the most important machine cog of his life; something that if taken away, the rest would collapse. This was the plasma in his blood, the temporal bone in his head, something that he couldn’t live without, and he would never let any form of animal, vegetable or mineral block his path. It was dark; he didn’t care. There were creatures; he didn’t care. His mind was playing tricks on him; he didn’t care. He was in a dense forest at dark hours, his shoes had stones in them, his jacket was torn, and his spectacles were cracked, but he couldn’t care less. Nothing mattered apart from what awaited him at the end of this Northern Irish wood. Travelling for God-knows how long, he grew more and more excited by each tree he passed. He had slight nausea, being the nervous type of person, despite doing this dozens of times in the past. He was never as confident as his friends in this kind of situation; then again, for him it was different altogether. The confusing rambling will all be explained soon… As of now, we will follow Arthur as he staggered through the vegetation. His heart pounding so hard, his chest could burst, and the anxiety increasing as he came closer. For seemingly hours, all he ever saw were trees and trees and trees, never seeming to end. A clear view of the night sky above was out of the question, which was the most frustrating thing of all. Through all the scars from this environment, he only grew more determined when he began to see open space in the distance. Less than 30 yards away was open night, and it was coming towards him at a fair speed. But that wasn’t even fast enough for Arthur! So long as he kept moving, his goal would reach him in well under a minute… After the long, long trek through the terra, he ran out into the open with the huge star-encrusted sky welcoming his tiny self. He was on a sandy beach overlooking the roaring ocean, on this fine spring night. The sound of the ocean rolling and crashing around kindly greeted him like an old friend, and he gladly greeted back with emotion. Now that he was out in the open, and reached his destination, he had time to examine his body. His jacket was torn, his glasses were in terrible form, and he had cuts and bruises all over. He ran his hand through his hair, and found tiny twigs and small leaves and brushed them out vigorously. He took off his jacket and socks and shoes and put them in a pile at a safe distance from the sea. He left his tattered glasses on his face for the time being. He looked at his wristwatch; the time was almost upon him, only five minutes till midnight. He waited patiently. He let his bare toes sink into the soft sand, and admire the sea view. When the moment came, he looked up; above were the constellations. Many would recognise most in Orion, Taurus, Perseus, etcetera… But nobody ever wondered about a single collection of stars right in the centre of the sky, directly above Arthur. This group of stellar bodies took the form of a round, slightly oval form with a few minor features inside. To anybody else it would merely be a jumble, with no name. But to Arthur it was so much more; it was a face! It was the face of a friend like no other, an immortal lover. Midnight came, and the unknown constellation began to move around in the sky. The stars revolved around each other, as the tiny mortal Arthur watched below in anticipation. An unbelievable sight to most, but to him this happened so often. As they span faster and faster in an almost perfect circle, small streams of milky light poured from the night and formed a long pillar on the beach in front of him. The light twisted and twined like a vortex; it was like seeing a galaxy bent into a straight vertical line. White spirits were visible, looking like small amounts of milk when poured into a glass of water, dancing and spreading around the body of light. After about a minute of aimless turning and swaying, the pillar began to take a form; no longer a tall beam leading up to the sky, it was now a shifting shape about the same height as Arthur, made of a strange white energy. The shape’s outline moved around, forming like a piece of pottery on a wheel. The lower half was thin, while the top half was curved inwards in the middle. The top had long, thick strands waving around like seaweed in the tide. This was Arthur’s most gladly-seen shape in his life; as the light began to fade, a solid surface became visible underneath. This soft, pinkish-beige surface was human skin! Once all the light had eroded, and the magic had ended, all that was left was a woman standing in front of him. Not a higher being, nor dweller of Olympus, but a completely human woman. Wearing a thin white dress with a tear in the side, revealing one of her legs, she took the appearance of a Greek Goddess. With a curvy physique and a pretty face, she stood on the beach at midnight in front of mortal Arthur, smiling welcomingly. But her most recognisable feature wasn’t her piercing orange eyes, or her ethereal appearance; it was her hair… Dark crimson strands, the colour of wine, stretching down to her lower back. Arthur Peters greeted her with her name only; "Hymerae…" The cosmic woman continued to smile, and glided slowly towards him. She spoke; "Every month we do this… and we grow fonder of each other every time." She removed his glasses and casually tossed them to the sand. The mortal man and the feminine constellation kissed as the moon cast its effects across the sea and onto the beach…

If Jimi was good at anything else apart form guitar, it would be covers Hey Joe, Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, All Along The Watchtower, and Like A Rolling Stone were all excellent versions ^^

Imma also working on an animation which is based entirely on the album Music of the Spheres by Mike Oldfield.The soundtrack will be the album itself, with no dialogue. Just the music to guide the story (and the animation itself, bluergh)

Yeah that was an assumption, but loads of people think that =P

Oooh I know! Making war sounds with a guitar!A true political howl, that was

James Marshal Hendrix is my alltime favourite musician and celebrety. Not only was he the greatest guitarist of all time, and a revolutionary musician, but he was also just incredibally cool. He was shy but also relaxed in person, but onstage he just erupted. I tell you, if The Beatles weren't so overrated, he would have been THE guy of the Psychedelic Era. My favourite albums of his are Electric Ladyland, Blue Wild Angel live performance, and Band of Gypsys ^^ Favourite songs are Purple Haze, Gypsy Eyes, Can You See Me, Fire, Voodoo Chile, Voodoo Child (Slight Return), Wild Thing, and Hey Joe Favourite performances are Monterey Pop Festival, Isle of Wight, and of course Woodstock 69... My main ambition of the year is to purchase Electric Ladyland on vinyl (being a vinyl nut). SO share your interest in old Jimi!

I haaaave... another queeestion! How many of you writer guys can make stories out of music?What I mean is;I have a very precise mind, and can seemingly have images come into my mind, just by listening to a song. I like the think of it as a gift [/modest]Lol jk, but really, and example of this is when a friend of mine who makes electronic music showed me a song of his. It was kinda futuristic, a bit techno-ish...And when I listened to that, I just had an image in my head of a glass dome in a forest in a sunny morning. Then I made a story out of it ^^Also, Across The Universe by The Beatles inspired an animation I'm making called The Adventures Of Jimmy Strat. So what about you??

Imma currently writing a romance which involves mystical AND day-to-day life themes. Pretty clever... ^^ Basically the plot is that on every last friday of a month, a cosmic being comes down from space and onto a beach, in the form of a woman. Every time she decends, a man named Arthur meets her and they get saucey...The main plot is Arthur trying to get her to stay on earth, but she keeps saying "No, I'm bound to the laws the universe, and whatever".And in between those events, Arthur just returns to normal life; working in an office, going to the supermarket... eating cheese... etcetera...And at the end, they finally find a way to get her to stay and become fully human, so they can finally settle down and have a proper life as a proper couple... Any good? ^^