Do you expect anything less of your Empress!

Now get on your knees and lick my boots!

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I think Cal was aiming more at my greed ;)

greed is good, we all have a little ferengi in us :blush:

Mine was on the Amiga and it was a game called Project X

I think Cal was aiming more at my greed ;)

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I thought so too, you inspired me with your new one :D

shouldn't it be ISS Pillager? :whistle:

Nah. It's the voyage that it is all about. The pillaging is just an afterthought. Also, it's hard to pillage with just one Mk I beam on a whole ship :P

i got the urge now to go back to monkey island! :woohoo:

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I thought so too, you inspired me with your new one :D

shouldn't it be ISS Pillager? :whistle:

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Ooo, nice transformation on the signature!

wow quite the budding artiste!

Dig Dug on the Atari 2600!





After that, it was good ol' Super Mario Bros on NES for me (among others on the console.)

But then again, mom was not quick on the uptake this episode either, she wont make ti past the 2nd season unless she gets a clue.

I thought so too, you inspired me with your new one :D

Ooo, nice transformation on the signature!

The first game I played was on the Atari. I do not remember the name of the game, but I do remember I had a few favorites. :)

The Walking Dead had a strange trend of introducing a black guy and immediately killing them off. Or introducing a Black guy and then killing of the current "main character" black guy.

Hopefully similar things don't happen in FTWD. It's a strange one though because if the scripts call for them to die it's kinda backwards racist to not kill them because they are black.

Anywaaaaay back to the episode.

I loved it. It was awesome. The only thing I kinda hate about it is that they are refusing to tell the bloody kids whats going on. The daughter (I really need to learn names) was literally shouting "whats going on? Whats gotten into you guys?" and because they didn't tell her she kept trying to go outside.

It's like maybe she stay inside if you told her that the worlds gone to hell.

I love the pacing, I love the characters, I love the drama. I hope it continues to be this good.

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Just watched the second episode and it was really good. Defiantly speed things up a bit, but not too much. Both black guys die. Really? Not only is that cliche, but it's damn racist.

Yeah just finished it myself, its defiantly picking up speed, looks like they are in danger form their "Walker" neighbor too. Don't think it was intentional racism, just happens the actors playing the characters were black

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CAPTAIN VOLERON BIOGRAPHY
MIRROR UNIVERSE VERSION
(Prime Universe Biography Link)


Tears of agony swelled in the canthus of Voleron's left eye as he lay naked and semirecumbent on the lounger in his cabin, biting down with all of his might on the dark leather calf-strap that he gripped powerfully with his jaw. His face blistered red as he tried vainly to measure his rapid breaths, in spite of the excruciating pain swelling in his abdomen.

Voleron had been a shrewd officer throughout his service, utilizing his cunning not only to advance in rank, but to also cleverly spare himself from the agony booth and the many other forms of inquisition-style torment that the Empire practiced on it's officers and crew. He now thought to himself that having escaped these punishments, had unfortunately left him woefully unprepared for the barbaric self mutilation he was now to perform.

Suddenly, Voleron's left molar buckled under the accumulating pressure of his grinding teeth, sending the jagged edges of the fractured bone into his gums. The iron taste of blood filled his mouth as he gasped for air, though he dared not release the excruciating scream that he so desired to bellow, the escape of which would surely alert his personal guard of something untoward taking place.

For five years, the Emperor had taken a personal interest in Voleron's growing list of achievements within the rebuilt Terran Empire, concerning himself specifically with the increasing admiration and influence that Voleron enjoyed among the rank and file members of the Empire. The Emperor's concerns had culminated in today's dreaded ceremony before the crew, in which Voleron was to be honored for his commitment to the glory of the Empire. The Emperor's "gift" to him had been none other than the Odan symbiont, the involuntary joining with which, Voleron had been forced to accept with feigned reverence.

The Odan symbiont had, for three generations been joined with Trill who had been fiercely loyal to the Emperor. They say that the joining changes the host, and Voleron recognized this "gift" that so many Trill desired, as the insidious control mechanism that it was really intended to be, all but guaranteeing the Emperor another intensely loyal subject who was well placed and exalted by the troops. The successful joining would mean a great deal of power and security for the Emperor, a reality that ran contrary to Voleron's furtive goal of assassinating him in a murderous fury.

It had been just over an hour since the surgeons had inserted the symbiont into Voleron's body. He could already feel himself losing control over his own distinct personality, which was being assaulted by the combined will of the trinity of previous hosts. Voleron knew that once the symbiont had been fully integrated into his own anatomy, separating the creature from his body would be fatal. It would only be a matter of hours now, until the merging was complete. Voleron, knowing what he must do, re-committed himself to the excruciating process and plunged the scalpel held by his trembling hand, deeper into his abdominal cavity. The torrent of escaping blood filled Voleron's hands, but coagulated quickly, leaving a sticky residue that impeded his agility with the blade. However, having repeatedly studied and practiced the procedure in the months preceding this critical moment, Voleron skilfully excavated the creature from his peritoneal cavity, throwing the treacherous parasite on the floor in front of him. A barrage of pain shot in consecutive surges through Voleron's nervous system, while he struggled to expeditiously apply a large autosuture to his exposed midsection. Voleron collapsed to the floor on his hands and knees, his chiseled, naked body convulsing in tormenting pain, while blood dripped slowly from his gaping mouth. Managing barely to reach for his nearby phase pistol, Voleron took aim at the symbiont with the weapon and pulled the trigger, incinerating the wretched barnacle where it lay and causing the release of high pitched shrieks as it burned.

Exhausted from the struggle, Voleron lay chest down on the floor of his cabin, with his phaser still in hand. As he contended with the agony of what he'd just endured, his thoughts turned to those of vengeance for his lover, murdered at the iron hand of the Emperor. Like a snake in the grass, Voleron knew that he need now only wait patiently for the perfect opportunity to strike his unsuspecting adversary. Although Voleron didn't specifically seek power, he predicted that as a consequence of his plan, control of the entire Empire might soon be thrust upon him... unless his plan were to fail. Failure was not an option. His life and the lives of his crew would soon hang in the balance. But until then, the ship's mission had to go on as planned, so as not to arouse suspicion. Voleron tapped the nearby intercom panel: "Voleron to bridge" he spat... "set a course for the Tekara system and engage at warp 5" he barely managed before terminating the channel and once again collapsing helplessly on the floor.

Existence in this universe rested solely on a person's daily ability to stay one step ahead of their adversary, and today, he'd earned his entitlement to another day of survival, Voleron reasoned, before finally fading out of consciousness on the frigid deck plating.

Mine was Karateka. It's an old 8-bit game that my brother and I played on our DOS computer. We loved it, but always got killed by the gate. Could never get passed it. Finally thought to look up how to beat it a few years ago and found out how simple it was.



After that, it was SimCity 2000 which I spent so much time on and Age of Empires, the original. Age of Empires though was the game that really got me into gaming. I love the strategy of it. I've played every AoE game since (even the crappy mobile one that's out now).

Mine was some Harrier jump jet game on an old Amstrad CPC464. God it was annoying, repetitive an made screeching noises as the cassette tape loaded.

Yeah, was addicted. But really I'm just another 80's defendant :(

Just watched the second episode and it was really good. Defiantly speed things up a bit, but not too much. Both black guys die. Really? Not only is that cliche, but it's damn racist.

Damn, that's a geek room alright!
It's looking epic.