What exactly is your job worth? I want figures, numbers, clear, verifiable data! The administration must be held accountable!!!
I am neither too old nor too young. I keep my nostalgia bottled up inside where it belongs! There it tortures me like a festering wound. And there it pleasures me like a miniature hooker. However, I actually happen to be in the middle of playing a nostalgic game as we speak.
Me too... I missed the whole damned thing!
ARRRRGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!
Hi, Gormally! May I cuddle you?
Sorry, sorry. It is a serious topic, and I did go read about it after I read your first post. I'm glad you enlightened me to this.
I think we have different definitions of "word."
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Are you coming on to me?
Yeah, you're right, Warb.
It should totally be Skywalker. Did you forget you're on a Star Wars forum?! Do we have to start RP-ing?
He really needs to learn that "a lot" is two words. He rubs me the wrong way sometimes. "Myanus" indeed. Yeesh. *shivers*
Same here. Granted, the commission on the shoot-out gave its report the day before I was born, so I guess I have an excuse.
Yeah, I think it's the finale of act 2.
And I'd argue that act 2 begins after Luke finds Owen and Beru's charred remains or right after he says, "I want to learn the ways of the force and become a Jedi like my father." That's really the point where it becomes less character introduction and more "accepted the call, let the plot move forward."
Oh, Sony. What on earth made you think you could create a viable home video format? You should have just given up immediately after the UMD.
Betamax: a video cassette recorder like no other. RIP.
Yeah, especially when he tries to wrap his head around what a "cool, hansom guy" is:
Haha. We've abandoned "RP-ing" and gone straight for "obscure character slash fic!" And it's "nice."
xhonzi said:
Oh, and there's another term for 'forced suicide'... but I can't remember it right now... I'm dead tired because my job has been murder this week.
My buddy came in and said he hadn't had a bite in days... so I bit him! HA!
Oh, are we not doing Vaudeville jokes?
But in regards to #1, maybe I'd bring Dr. Kavorkian with me. Seems like he'd be a hoot at parties, and he'd definitely come in handy for that eventual suicide thing.
But, damn, I was afraid of that boat idea not working. Well, I'd at least be able to travel the western hemisphere, looting and destroying as I go. Ripping up priceless pieces of art, peeing on people's graves. After all, there'd be no one left to appreciate it or be offended, and since I'm not keen on attempting to repopulate, why bother preserving any of it? Sure I'd take it all in first myself and appreciate it for as long as I could, but I can't exactly take it with me on my cross-continental excursion, so why not smash some busts, break the dicks off of statues, and poke holes in portraits' eyes?
Let's see...
1. Eh, I wouldn't choose anybody. Screw repopulating. I'd much rather be by myself, thank you very much.
2. I'm sure the universe would fuck me up the ass one last time and leave just me, my ex, and the husband she left me for. And... now I'm depressed.
3. If #2, then I would either commit suicide or... have them commit suicide. By force.
If it's just me (either through #1 or certain outcomes of #2), then I suppose I would travel the world to the best of my ability. Surely I could get a luxury yacht to work, right? And even if I can't steer it properly, it's not like I won't have plenty of ocean to sail it in. At any rate, I'm sure they'll be enough canned food around to get me around the world. I'll see everything there is to see, watch as many movies, read as many books, and then, when there's nothing else to do, kill myself.
Well, I did always recognize Wedge, but, going off what you said, I was quite surprised to see him out of helmet. Up to that point, I'd always assumed for some reason that he had a crew cut, honestly.
Wow... just wow. I'm honestly not sure how I feel about this whole thing. On the one hand, I can't help but feel sorry for this dude trying to run his little game with you nozzles running around screwing with his life's ambitions. On the other hand, I can't deny that I've been laughing... hard.
TV's Frink said:
Gaffer Tape, how could you write such a thing? Did you think that no one would see it if you put it in the Invisible Thread? Shame on you!
Because I am just that much of a badass. I'm here to kick ass and chew bubblegum. I'm hardcore, and your feelings get stomped by my heavy boot! Your ass is grass, and I'm a Walkman! The more people insulted, the better! In fact, I'll say it again!
See! Can't take it, can you?! It was just that EXTREME!
I did, but that was a really long time ago. I can't recall if I ever saw her on there or not. Probably did, just didn't recognize the importance.
I admit my introduction to her was through an episode of The Cosby Show.
RIP, Ms. Horne.
I like it. That's nice. I get it. But apparently you missed the part where the thread is open. ^_^
This topic already seemed to be dead, but if it wasn't already, I'm sure this pic did the job.
And sooooooo... THREAD OPEN!!!
The ripple effect is a good plot device. But back when I used to post on bttf.com's message board, one theory always bugged me. Everyone always said that when Marty cries over Doc at the end of the first film (after he arrived too late to stop him from being shot) that Doc actually was dead at that point. It was only when he blinked that the ripple effect caught up to him, and the bullet proof vest magically appeared on him.
WHAAAAA?!
That doesn't make any sense, and it has nothing to do with the ripple effect as portrayed in the movies! In all other instances, rippling only occurs to things that are already out of their proper place in time. The matchbook from 1985-A that Marty took with him to 1955 ripples to the matchbook from the good 1985. The ripple effect occurs to people and objects that exist separately from the timeline, changing objects, preserving (or occasionally obfuscating) memories of time travelers, etc.
Doc's bulletproof vest has nothing to do with that! While Marty (and the audience) skipped to the future instantly, the timeline had 30 years of naturally-occurring time to realign itself, wherein actual events occurred. Doc read the letter, bought a bullet-proof vest, put it on, pretended to die. It didn't need to catch up with Marty. Marty was catching up with it! Where is the logic in this new timeline magically transforming Doc's corpse into a living Doc?!
Because it's the ripple effect of plot convenience!
Or it's the sentient time stream designed to get Marty and Doc home to prevent any further disruption of the continuum of plot convenience!