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written Saturday, October 29 2005 08:58
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Slith: The latter. Marquises, Counts, Barons, etc. (Of course, for Holstoff, the whole thing is useless, but nevertheless.) A skirmish over there... The beast looks to be a wyvern. Let's see if Scott didn't forget to outfit his steed like he forgot his balls. Clyde fumbled around the leather pack of supplies on the wyvern's left side and found the flare. Clyde used the iron cap to generate friction and started the thing on fire. He gave it a good toss. The damned thing was so luminescent that anyone could see it in this weather. *bam!* His wyvern cried out in pain. Clyde hadn't even noticed that two more gliders were launched. The poor steed was pierced in the left leg, but that was an acceptable wound. Clyde didn't intend on landing anywhere, and he would only need the legs to take off again if he so chose. He fumbled around the supply case and found the short-range pistol. He would need more concentrated firepower for this fight. Turning his steed around with his bow and axe holstered, aiming his pistol at the enemy, he was able to fly irregularly enough that they wouldn't be able to aim at him. Concentrate... Wait for them to get close enough... Okay, now! Clyde shot the right private in the right shoulder, causing him to careen left into his partner, crushing the wings of both. Clyde descended towards the glider launchers and fired at the gears required to load each aparatus. Two hits and two misses. He used his last shot to nail a straggler in his right leg, incapacitating him. Making another turn, Clyde began heading back towards the city. Because of the mountains, the glider riders had the winds on their side. The outer wall defenders could pick them off if they got that close, but it was far more likely that they would start gunning down civilians living outside of the city limits. Clyde was approaching Liam's and Scott's patrol, and readied his bow in case he might be able to pick off some straggling attackers as he passed by. -------------------- 私のバラドですそしてころしたいいらればころす Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Friday, October 28 2005 21:17
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As for your name- try a generic european name, or something VERY similar. Your wyvern can have a name, but it can't be any more or less competent than any other wyvern in the military. Military ranks are the same in the Empire as they are in present-day. Although it sounds to me as if your character is more of a mercenary. (As I said, your character would be leading other air troops if he was at a very high rank.) The way I see it, the most likely situation is that your character got lost from his retinue. This leaves open the options of either commanding it and its having been slain or being seperated from the commander. You can make the choice on this one. (Although I would recommend against taking Brigadier or higher as a rank.) -------------------- 私のバラドですそしてころしたいいらればころす Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Friday, October 28 2005 20:02
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Your character's name is in violation of rule 2. "Unable to cast magic at all" ...this isn't much of a disadvantage at all. Just to let you know. Out of curiosity- what is this man's rank within the Imperial Air Force? Being in it at all is unlikely, since if he's as talented as you say, he'd probably be leading other units into battle or scouting for a nearby ground force. If he's a mercenary, why is he fighting for the H.W.E.? Is he being paid, or does he have a grudge with the R.D.U.? Having skill in archery, swordsmanship, "quick reflexex and tactics" and night vision (which isn't even humanly possible) is excessive. Independent ownership of wyverns is illegal. Which means that if you have it, it belongs to the H.W.E. and is being given to you on a loan. (It is also male, since non-officers are only given male wyverns to ride. The H.W.E. does not want other nations breeding its namesake. Scott's wyvern which Clyde is riding, for instance, is male. Clyde could requisition a female wyvern, however.) And for reference, wyverns have no special abilities other than flight. Their skin is no tougher than leather armor (and they also have soft underbellies). They cannot breathe fire, they have no poison, and their sight is black and white with no ultra- or night-vision. Their melee abilities aren't terrible, but steeds are taught not to use them since it often interferes with whatever the rider is doing and the steeds aren't intelligent enough to know when to stop. [ Friday, October 28, 2005 20:30: Message edited by: Ima ni TM wo Bakuretsu Shite ] -------------------- 私のバラドですそしてころしたいいらればころす Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Friday, October 28 2005 15:19
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美 少 女 戦 士 セ イ ラ ー サ ル ル 可 愛 い な 〜 -------------------- 私のバラドですそしてころしたいいらればころす Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Friday, October 28 2005 09:35
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Try Canopy. I mean, not level 1. Obviously. (It's impossible that way.) But maybe, um, level 15? Thuryl did 25-torment. See if you can beat that. (And for the rest of you, beat C legitimately, period. It really is a challenge of your abilities if you can do it at the appropriate levels.) -------------------- * Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Friday, October 28 2005 09:31
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NPC races? Yes. Player races? No. -------------------- * Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Friday, October 28 2005 05:58
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Is Civ 4 really this good? I may have to dust off my good ole XP-machine at this rate. (Right now, I only use it for FF7/FF8.) -------------------- 私のバラドですそしてころしたいいらればころす Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Friday, October 28 2005 05:55
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I thought this was going to be a presidential speech maker or something. -_- -------------------- 私のバラドですそしてころしたいいらればころす Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Friday, October 28 2005 05:53
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I like the character description. Anyway, since I figure a demonstration of a mage's power might be needed for context... ---- Clyde let the wyvern hover in place as his eyes darted right to left, looking for the launch pad for the gliders. Suddenly, he found it when he heard the distinctive launching sound of two gliders. Yanking hard on the reins of the wyvern, he flew as best as he could. (Despite the weather, or perhaps because of it, this was actually quite well. Being a peddler of his own wares, he had limited experience with husbandry.) He whipped out Scott's bow and arrows and took aim. The first shot was a miss, but the gliders took it in stride. Perhaps they were too inept to have noticed it. Well... More power to me. Wanting to end things quickly, Clyde sent his wyvern at top speed towards the two gliders. He was noticed, but before his enemies had the chance to act, Clyde used his arrows to tear through the wings of one of them, sending him towards the ground. The other glider circled around rather than making an attack run on the city. Laughing at his own luck, Clyde reached for his axe and made a charge at the glider. The R.D.U. private fired a round from a pistol in his right hand, causing him to lose a bit of speed. The shot was a miss by a longshot, and the second was hardly any better. The glider was almost stopped mid-air, making it all that much easier for Clyde to disembowel the rider as he passed by. Turning around, he neared the launching site. Indeed, there were only two launchers- surprising, but fortunate. Two more gliders were only still being loaded. Unfortunately, he saw his enemy was wearing a purple tunic. He was already waving his hands. Looking up, Clyde's premonition was confirmed. The sky was warping above him, preparing to fire off a lightning bolt. Racing against time, Clyde moved down into the foliage. The lightning bolt struck earth, incinerating a tree. Unfortunately, as the wyvern and its rider emerged unharmed, two more gliders launched. Another two were being prepared. Thinking quickly, Clyde stormed near the mage again. The mage prepared a lightning bolt, but Clyde fired off two rounds at him. The mage retorted with a tremendous fireball, destroying both rounds. Boy... King Drexar will sure miss this one. Dodging the fiery projectile, Clyde flew towards the mage with unmatched speed, decapitating the mage with his axe before the latter could respond again. Unfortunately, there was still the problem of two gliders already nearing Holstoff's outer walls to deal with. And looking out of the corner of his eye, Clyde could see a march of troops headed towards his privates that would catch them in a pincer attack. -------------------- 私のバラドですそしてころしたいいらればころす Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Thursday, October 27 2005 18:46
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quote:...awesome. (I like my mac because it's free.) -------------------- 私のバラドですそしてころしたいいらればころす Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Thursday, October 27 2005 16:44
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Major- what a joke. The noise of semi-cadets stomping through gravel-lined paths up the slope almost made as much storm as the maelstrom that had enveloped the mountain. Lightning and thunder resounded and shined through the seemingly inhospitable evening. In any other climate, Clyde's patrol would have been discovered by an enemy platoon of rangers from above and perforated. It was a stroke of luck. Then, he heard a gunshot. Shouts in a foreign tongue from above him. He looked up to see a frightened R.D.U. Private attempting to reload his musket. Pointing the tip of his pet axe towards the man, Clyde shouted at the top of his lungs, "CHARGE!" Some of his men went directly behind him, while others tried to go around the side. Clyde was fairly certain that he would be fighting this one by himself. Suddenly, there was a second gunshot. Clyde looked to his left, and he saw a private's helmet peeking above a medium-sized boulder. Another private tried to push gun back down. R.D.U. Army... What a joke. These are just kids. Clyde slipped on the wet gravel, however. His metal plate meant that he was relatively uninjured, but his troops thought that he was injured. Fortunately, the first private who started the skirmish began running. Clyde got back onto his feet and chased the runt down. The private, no older than 16 at the most, let out a blood-curdling shriek before Clyde lopped the boy's head off. "Jikpan! Jikpan gegar!" Being in the military is like learning the conversational language of desperation used by your enemy. Clyde knew from multiple experiences in the past that "Jikpan" meant "saltpeter", and "Jikpan gegar" meant "We're out of saltpeter". Saltpeter was not uncommon in these parts, but enemy combatants hadn't the slightest idea where to obtain any. It, perhaps, was the only advantage Clyde's men had, but it would decide the day. Walking towards the boulder, both privates threw their presumably useless guns down the mountain, standing up with both hands on their chest. This was the Royal Democratic Union of Drexar's version of "I/We surrender!". Clyde paced towards them with his axe down. Relieved, the private on the left let his hands drop. Clyde stood in front of the two sternly, and in the best tone he could manage, said, "Tratan tra. (It's okay.) Mashi-mashi. (Run along.)" Before he was finished, the private on the left grabbed a shiv and moved quickly towards Clyde. The private's shiv struck the leather, but was surprised to find the metal that Clyde wore beneath it. His R.D.U. issued shiv snapped: If it was one thing Clyde prided himself on, it was his ability to smith. Before the private had time to turn around, Clyde chopped him off at the ears, letting his brains fly. The other private couldn't move. Clyde stormed over to him angrily and punched him squarely in the face, knocking the kid out cold. One of his privates eager for glory ran over to the R.D.U. private and stabbed the poor boy in the jugular; Clyde let him. It was not the obligation of the Holstoff Wyvern Empire to save the lives of enemy combatants. Suddenly, as if on cue, an arrow from the skies hit the ground near the two privates. A complete miss. Clyde said, "Private Scott, get down here immediately!" The wyvern-riding scout landed as best he could and dismounted. As if stating the not immediately obvious, he said, "Major Clyde, sir! Enemy gunmen!" Clyde cussed briefly. "No, no. Major Clyde, there's ten more of them above the ridge." Suddenly, Clyde became concerned. Surely, they would be coming this way. Grabbing Scott by his lapels, he demanded, "Where are the gliders? Did you find the gliders?" Scott cocked his head between both shoulders, the Imperial confirmation motion. Clyde turned to his six men, including the wyvern rider. "Listen, boys! There's enemies coming. Lots of them. Run away, but remember to fire off some parting shots to slow their progress. I'll take care of the gliders." A gunshot hit the ground. Oh, great. Just like Scott, telling us we're screwed when we're already bending over. Clyde pushed Scott aside, grabbed his bow and arrows, lept onto the wyvern and pulled on the reins. The wyvern ascended, while a few gunshots went past it. Lightning sounded off in the distance, as the wyvern's leathery wings struggled to beat back the wind. Fortunately, the wind was blowing up the mountain, making it ideal for flying creatures. Unfortunately, it was also equally beneficial for the R.D.U. gliders that were soon to take flight. ... The Wyvern Empire, a power that hasn't left its borders in over a hundred tears, has been at war with the Royal Democratic Union for roughly six months. Already, the outer provinces have been "liberated". Fortunately, the R.D.U. has hit an impasse with attempting to conquer the capital. Not only is it Imperial storm season, but the Imperial Air Force's wyverns are navigationally superior to the R.D.U. glyders. Unfortunately, the troops from Drexar show no sign of stopping, and the brave men of Holstoff aren't inexhaustible. The R.D.U. is ruthless. They will hold prisoner exchanges to bait officers into ambushes. They will attempt to poison water supplies. They will hold whole villages as bargaining chips. Dead soldiers are used as battle standards to demoralize the Holstoff army. But this doesn't matter one bit to Clyde; he's an Imperial officer for two reasons: He was forced into the service, and he has a family to protect at home that will be executed for treason if he deserts the army. As far as he is concerned, the rest of the world can crumble. ---- There are rules for Death of an Empire. They are as follows: 1. Your character has to be mortal, suffering injuries just as readily as any other human being. Surviving unlikely situations is acceptable given rationale, but surviving outright impossible situations is not allowed. 2. The culture for this RP is mostly European. No Scimitars, Katanas, et cetera. 3. If you DIE, you are DEAD. Revivals are impossible. On the up-side, if your first character dies, you may make another. 4. Characters- especially those under thirty- rarely have more than one area of specialization. You cannot be a mage/warrior/archer and not be deficient in all three. 5. No abilities/genealogies that are either completely absurd or unmentioned up to the point they are introduced. Non-humans are NOT allowed. Zephyr, I'm looking at YOU. 6. Any drama has to pass face value. No complete absurdities. Zephyr, I'm looking at YOU. 7. Magic exists, but is rare. A mage with enough talent to produce fireballs is not unheard of, but is also not very prevalent. Teleportation is completely unheard of. Healing exists in severely limited forms- sealing open wounds, assisting in broken bones, et cetera. Loss of organs or whole appendages cannot be cured. 8. Any rules not covered by the others are up to my discretion. (Essentially, if you do something completely absurd that ISN'T in the rules, you can't claim a coy innocence- and even if you do, it won't work.) 9. If this RP sucks worse than any others, pretend I never started it. ~_~ Feel free to introduce your character as a private on the ground, another wyvern rider fighting the gliders, et cetera. The technology is limited to early muskets and pistols, meaning that firearms take considerable time to reload. Playing as a soldier in the H.W.E. is equally as feasible as playing as one in the R.D.U. [ Thursday, October 27, 2005 16:47: Message edited by: Ima ni TM wo Bakuretsu Shite ] -------------------- 私のバラドですそしてころしたいいらればころす Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Thursday, October 27 2005 13:06
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You beat DwtD with a level-1 singleton, item-less. -------------------- * Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Thursday, October 27 2005 12:50
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You lvl-1 singleton'd DwtD. -------------------- * Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Thursday, October 27 2005 08:20
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Which isn't much of an exaggeration- Tomorrow is all about superpowerful beings fighting, and the party maybe killing one or two. Clearly, Alcritas was following my lead on this one. ^_^ -------------------- * Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Thursday, October 27 2005 08:17
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Aran- "Besonderwagen" ist die Name der Autos, die die National Sozialisten benützt haben, um die Jüden zu vergiften. ... >_> -------------------- 私のバラドですそしてころしたいいらればころす Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Thursday, October 27 2005 08:04
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"Pissed" isn't common here, but it's not unused to the point where it's comedic. -------------------- 人 た ち を 燃 え る た め に 俺 は か れ ら に 火 を 上 げ る か ら 死 ん だ Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Thursday, October 27 2005 08:03
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It has to do with BoA, right? If so... Did you delete BoA, giving yourself untold free time? Did you play Bahssikava to the point where the ennui broke your brain? -------------------- * Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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written Thursday, October 27 2005 07:56
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"Court" would have been fewer letters and more transparent than SCOTUS. http://www.whitehouse.org/news/2005/100305.asp -------------------- 私のバラドですそしてころしたいいらればころす Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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Lord Byron once stated that, to be a poet, one must be either in love or miserable. He may well have been only half-right. ... "An artist's dream on a revolving door" Revolving door invokes imagery of department stores, materialism, et cetera. Dismal perhaps depending on your politics, but it doesn't convey that feeling to the reader. (This image isn't overwrought, unlike most of yours. It just doesn't accomplish anything is all.) "A burning world brings tears to my eyes" Cliché, maudlin and hollow. "And the soulless, lightless, deep cold faces" See #1. "Keep watching as the doors slow down" Why are they watching? Aren't they supposed to be distanced? "Is that an angel out there in the darkness" See #1. Also, "out there" makes the poem far more vulgar or mundane, making your angel far less profound. "And is she pointing the way into your heart?" See #1. In fact, this line is perhaps the worst violator of the whole poem. "Is the only way… …bleeding sky?" See #1. "To dream that I'm warm, with you, inside?" ...I'm not sure if you even intended this, but I dig the Freudian imagery here. "I've seen a angel outside in the darkness" Another violator of #1... "Aglow in a blaze of hope and limitless hate." I'm not even sure what you're saying here. I mean, you can't really claim the defense of abstraction when your abstractions contradict themselves. (If you actually want to make this a component of your poem, do so, but be aware that it's a zero-sum game. Either you explicate whatever the hell this line means, or slash it entirely.) "I can't walk past… …carry me forth" This isn't overwrought imagery, per se. This is more just the territory of maudlin triteness that is usually reserved for pop-songs. "And when the moon waxes in the starlit sky" I like this line. "I'll be thinking of you in my arms." This is also WAY too maudlin. ---- #1. Your images are way too overwrought. You needn't tell me that faces are soulless or that the sky is bloody- in fact, even if you do, I won't believe you. Try some metaphor for greater affect. For instance: "And the soulless, lightless, deep cold faces" could become... "Faces warped from vulgar, consuming apathy" Try to go for more profound images throughout the poem. #2. Your rhythm from line to line is nonexistant. I won't demand that you adhere to iambic pentameter* or italian/shakespearean sonnet form, but at least try to make your work more smooth-sounding. When it's jostling to read, especially when it's clear as day that you don't have any special mission for the lyrics in your poem, you really should clean it up. #3. Your rhetoric is terrible. In fact, the prose I'm writing to illustrate your poem's shortcomings is more fluid than the poetry you wrote. Give in to the darkside and use MSWord's thesaurus feature if you have to. Your poem is yearning for better diction, and but badly. (* Interesting fact- Robert Frost claimed that iambic pentameter was the only way in which to write true poetry, and wrote in iambic tetrameter for most of his career.) ... I don't want to comment on the poem's quality overall until you've reworked it significantly. -------------------- * Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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morelike a korean named 미ㅠㄷㄳ amirite -------------------- * Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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...did you not listen to Thuryl before? "100% oxygen" does not take into account concentration. An atmosphere of 100% oxygen, for instance, could mean only one molecule of oxygen- hardly enough for serious burning. -------------------- 人 た ち を 燃 え る た め に 俺 は か れ ら に 火 を 上 げ る か ら 死 ん だ Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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And also bollocks. -------------------- 私のバラドですそしてころしたいいらればころす Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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。 。 。 シ ア イ ト い な い ベン の ど あ ほ う は 「 Ｔ Ｍ の 日 本 語 が ち ゃ い ま す 」 を 言 い ま し た け れ ど 私 は そ れ を 思い ま し た が 私 は あ の 愚 か し い な 餓 鬼 の 言 葉 を 正 し い 読 ま な か っ た 申 し 訳 な い の ＿ の [ Wednesday, October 26, 2005 17:54: Message edited by: Ima ni TM wo Bakuretsu Shite ] -------------------- 人 た ち を 燃 え る た め に 俺 は か れ ら に 火 を 上 げ る か ら 死 ん だ Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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今にＴＭを爆裂して -------------------- 人 た ち を 燃 え る た め に 俺 は か れ ら に 火 を 上 げ る か ら 死 ん だ Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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CO2 poisoning. Was für ein ein Besonderwagen fährt er? ;) -------------------- 人 た ち を 燃 え る た め に 俺 は か れ ら に 火 を 上 げ る か ら 死 ん だ Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |