Amaster42 wrote:Luigi's pretty good. He and Mario are so balanced though, that they don't have one strong area for me to capitalize on.
Well... their Final Smashes are radically different. Big fireball vs. psychotic orb. 😛 It's kinda a shame that Link's and Toon Link's FSs are the exact same. I was hoping differently...
Pineconn wrote:It's kinda a shame that Link's and Toon Link's FSs are the exact same. I was hoping differently...
Amaster42 wrote:Luigi's pretty good. He and Mario are so balanced though, that they don't have one strong area for me to capitalize on.
What are you talking about? Their smash attacks are Rock Solid. You never have to geuss when you punch someone in the face if he's going to die or not.
I'm so angry right now. My mom ordered new cabinents for our kitchen. They came in. We ripped all the old cabinents out. Then we found out the new ones don't fit into the kitchen. No we're stuck with no kitchen until Christmas. :angry:
russadwan wrote:I'm so angry right now. My mom ordered new cabinents for our kitchen. They came in. We ripped all the old cabinents out. Then we found out the new ones don't fit into the kitchen. No we're stuck with no kitchen until Christmas. :angry:
Oh my. :uhoh: I feel sorry for you, russ.
Wow, that is utterly crappy timing, especially with Thanksgiving so close.
Great, more bad news. Apearently, there's mold growing in the insulation, and some of the wood is rotting. Why does this kind of stuff always happen to me? 😞
Ouch, that sucks. Nothing worse than a spell of bad luck. My sympathies, mate - I grew up in a bad-luck-prone family. The car would break down at the most inopportune time, or there was that time when our entire plumbing system spectacularly failed - my entire childhood could be summarized in a series of unfortunate events. The best and worst thing about bad luck, I think, is that it's rarely something that could've been anticipated or prevented. Best because it means it's not your fault. Worst because if it's not your fault, you can't control it.
I found some neat Zelda tattoos while browsing BMEzine:
http://www.bmezine.com/tattoo/A81103/high/ohyl-hey-listen.jpg
I have been cursed with bad luck in one specific way. On the night before a bit paper is due, the printer will always, always run out of ink. Without exception.
It's now flooding here. And I mean flooding. In a town about ten minutes away from here, the river has risen about ten feet, and the parking lots all over town have about a foot of water. 😱
We had a nasty flood here a few months ago. It was awesome. It was around the same time Indiana or wherever it was had those floods.
Anyway, now for some very scary shit.
School's cancelled here. All the roads are closed because the river is overflowing. The parking lots in many places are pools. And the waterfall in the river is so large, it was featured on the Weather Channel. Joy.
...how high off the ground is your house?
You're probably talking to Russ, but mine is about four feet up. We have a basement though.
Anywho, last night, I had a really weird nightmare.
I don't remember much of the beginning, but that part was boring anyway. I do remember I was hanging out with two of my friends and we were driving around. We went somewhere to get something to eat, I think, and we were all supposed to chip in exactly $1.50 or something. I remembered I left my wallet at his house, so I was didn't have any cash. The next section isn't very clear, but I then remember showing up at my work. (Let me explain my job, so this next part makes sense: I work for a veterinarian who works out of his house, and goes to do house calls. Last year for our Wednesday internships, my girlfriend and I would go and do House calls with him. Now, I go there frequently and help him with stuff at the house.)
Anyway, I showed up at work, and his house; as most things are in dreams, was entirely different, and massive compared to his real house. It was also in a different location. It was in some suburban division on top of a hill surrounded by woods. There was a winding road that went off, but there were no other houses. This place seemed to be permanently in a state of twilight. Kind of like Twilight Town o.o. So, I get started, and the dream shifts again to me and my friend playing some 360 game. I remember the controllers being huge, and I kept thinking "Gabi couldn't play this, her hands are too small." The controller also kept shifting button formations. At one point, it had six face buttons, and one of them was "D" and the other one was "Dash" in addition to the A, B, X, and Y. The game was a survival type game, and for some reason, it took place in "dungified" version of this house.
I abruptly stopped playing, and went down into this room to clean out cat boxes. The transition was as rough as it seems. This room could best be described as a square room, with to smaller squares on the north and south ends. The center of the room was cut off from the two ends by a chain link fence. This could be climbed over, however. There was a plank that formed a bridge from end to end. It was covered in cat hair, and had a sign attached to it. I don't remember exactly as it is hard to remember exact words in dreams, and they are usually distorted, and perceived more as an idea than literal text, but anyway, it was talking about a disaster in the room, and it was apologizing for any inconvenience it may cause. I remember clearing the layer of cat fur off of the bridge, and the plank fell. This revealed that is was on top of a stretch of fence. I realized that there were no cats, or cat boxes for that matter. This room was empty. I wanted to leave, but there was no way out as both doors where on the other sides of either fence. I climbed over the south fence, and went through the door. This part of the dream took a very long time.
I was now outside on a patio in the eerie twilit suburbia I described before. One thing I remember was even though there was a vivid sunset, the rest of the sky was blue as day. I walked around the outside of the house, and went past a few rooms. Some of them had glass walls, and I could see inside. I saw a few rooms with TVs, laptops, and cats (One of these rooms could have been where we played Xbox).
The dream radically changes now. I'm at my school, and there is some new schedule. I got there late, and didn't know where I was supposed to go. I saw a friend, and asked her if I could borrow her Tales of Symphonia again since she didn't really move. As she was responding with some dream garbled tl;dr, I noticed a barefoot girl with a whitish dress came up to me. It was Gabi (my girlfriend). She said if I didn't know where to go, just come to the art room. I did so, and there was some more talk of schedules, and stuff. The weirdest thing was, I'm not even in high school anymore.
Suddenly, me and Gabi woke up in a bed, back at the vet's house. Except, it was no longer the vets house O_O. It was some sort of orphanage for lost people. I guess we had gotten lost? We woke up, and I don't remember much of what happened next. It sort of jumps to me looking around the house, and I make a startling discovery: The room I was in before is where the cut organs out of lost people, and use them to construct new people. I heard some girl garbling some dream speak at me, and I think she was after me. She began to chase me, and suddenly she was with a group of girls (one of which was my aunt, who me and Gabi stayed with in California). I was running through several rooms, and each one had some weird shape, and some times had stairs in the room. I ended up going into a closet of one of the rooms I had seen from outside. It had stairs that lead up to the attic.
Now, this is where it get's good. The attic is very hard to describe, but I'll describe it as I saw it. You come up from the stairs, exiting from a small square in the floor, and you're in a room with a very low ceiling. Maybe four feet? You'd have to duck and crouch at any rate. The attic was some sort of game room. This low area had a pool table. Good luck playing. Also, the entire room had brick floors, ceilings, and walls. To the left of this low part was the rest of the room which was more open, and seemed more like an attic. It had a few couches, a TV, and some random game system that doesn't really exist. To the right was a wall. Straight back along the passage, and just outside in the large part was a small area, that went into a girl's room. It was obvious by the various items lying about the air mattress in there, which barely fit in the tiny area. Anyway, I go along the pool table, and out into the open area. I hear them coming up the stairs, so I run back into the bedroom. I try and get underneath the air mattress to hide, but they are already up here. My aunt comes in, and jumps on the air mattress. She asks why I'm hiding? I come out, and the girl explains to me that they don't want to kill me. I think she wanted me to help them kill people.
Suddenly there was someone lying on the mattress. The girl explained how they want to help them. She brandished a knife, and cut them right down the abdomen. I told her no, and shoved past them, and ran. I ran back downstairs, and through various rooms, and ended up back in the bed room with Gabi. I told be to pack up her stuff as quickly as she could since we had to leave. I remember feeling like my parents brought me here, and left. I was thinking we could escape and go to my friends house, as I thought for some reason, he was close. She was putting socks on which seemed to take for ever, then she kept asking me to change her socks, and after a few times, I told her we needed to hurry up. I remember putting on my belt, and putting various items in my pocket (phone, DS, iPod... crap that doesn't even matter).
By this time, the girl had come in. She was very displeased. For the first time, I was able to get a good look at her. She looked like a real life version of Paula from my avatar. She didn't have the knife on her, but I knew she might be hiding it. I approached her slowly, and remembered holding a brief conversation, but I don't remember what we talked about. She was standing in front of a dresser. I was no less than a foot away from her, and I grabbed her by the throat, and began to squeeze. I remember her neck being very small, and I wasn't sure if I was strangling her right. I think I asked Gabi is this was okay. There wasn't much of a response. This girl didn't put up much of a fight. She grabbed my arms, in defense, but this was useless. The girl was unable to make noise for a while, and a few minutes in, she backed up, and fell down onto the dresser, and I kept my grip firm. She started to run her foot up my leg, and started to push. I think she even got one leg up on the table, and tried top use it as leverage, and kept pushing me. She started to make noises, and it got progressively louder. I told Gabi to do something, but there was nothing to be done. There was a cell phone like item, in the "frame" of sight, and the signal bars must have been her "HP" because they went down the longer I squeezed, and her resistance grew weaker as well. I also noticed a "volume" controller on a computer on the dresser after I had strangled her.
She died after a few minutes, and her lifeless body fell to the ground from the dresser. She didn't look so scary, and psychotic after having the life choked out of her. Me and Gabi ran downstairs, and where now in my kitchen. I told her I just killed someone, and I wasn't sure what would happen. I jokingly told her it never felt better, and placed my hands around her neck. I was only kidding though. After that, I'm not sure what happens since I woke up.
Yup. Crazy.
High enough that if our house floods, the town's screwed. We live on a hill. 😊
I'm kind of upset. I was dreaming last night. It was a perfect mystery. And right as I'm about to find out who the murderer was, my alarm went off. I woke up to find that school was cancelled. So I went back to bed, and miraculously started having the same dream. It was great. Then I woke up and couldn't remember who the murderer was! 😡
But it came to after a few minutes. It was actually a decent plot, given that it was one of my crazy dreams.
I laughed at my self a bit after re-reading my post. How often do you hear about people up and strangling their attackers in situations? Especially if they could be armed.
I might make a dream thread.
And how often do you hear about people having dreams about strangling their own avatar? I wonder if there's any significance to that?
Self defense. I just watched her cut someone open. It was me or her, and I wasn't going to give any chances.
No, I got that, I just think it's funny, having a dream about your avatar going on a murderous rage and then strangling her. I think you might have some issues to work out over your choice of avatar there.
Lol. Maybe. I didn't actually realize it until I thought about it. Come to think of it, maybe it wasn't, and it is just me trying to think of something to compare it to. There is actually a lot of stuff, like minor details I left out (Like, my friend who moved in Vegas was there for a brief part, but I omitted it because I couldn't remember all of it. He also spoke to me through out the dream)
She did have the bow, and the dress, but I think it was longer, like down to her knees maybe, but she didn't have shoes, since I remember it feeling soft in the dream when she pushed against me (As opposed to hard from shoes).
Either way, it really was a scary dream. Seriously. Can you imagine, for any part of your unconscious life; thinking this shit is real :P
Wow, TD, that's one crazy dream. A lot stranger than mine. Well, mine had a lot of crazy parts, but the part I remember was logical. To a certain extent. One of the clues was found in a bouncing canoe, and one of the detectives was a talking rodent, but it was still fairly logical. 😊
It's all relative. If it makes sense, it is logical. If it doesn't make sense, it is also logical, because it is a dream.
Dang, I'm mad! Appearently, our kitched remodel is a curse. Now we need to redo the entire flooring downstairs! :angry:
Man, Russ, it just has not been your week. Just be careful the bathtub doesn't fall through the floor.
>.> That's what you get for being too rich. God got pissed off because you bought new cabinets when there was nothing wrong with the old ones.
You don't know the half of it. My mom has spent two years looking for cabinents. And she already ordered the new counter tops a year ago, but can't put them in without the cabinets. I swear, she's the only person I know who can spend two years redoing a kitchen a destroying the whole house in the process.
How about a change; in other words, good news?
I had District V Honors Band auditions yesterday. I made first freaking chair (on trumpet). So I guess I'm the best high school trumpet player in the tri-county area? Be aware that District V includes all of Youngstown and the suburbs (here's a map).
In all honesty, I have no real idea of what you're talking it about, but it does sound like quite an honor. Congrats 😃
In other news, I bought a new signature 😃
It's been a while since I changed my signature. I'll stick a new quote in there sometime soon.
