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    My name is Zac. I moderate this forum, I eat cheese, and I'm an engineer.
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  1. Dear god the wait for Avatar 2 is going to be the death of us...

  2. kartracer76


    Na. Pretty lively here Yea, I show up once in a while to disable a few accounts. Patiently waiting for the rush that will come with Avatar 2...
  3. Going to Toronto next Friday to chill with a bro and our favourite techno artist... Goddamn I can't wait.

  4. kartracer76

    What Avatar related stuff do you have?

    I want that promotional satchle... how much you want for it?
  5. kartracer76

    Avatar RPG V3.0

    Opening his locker, Seras reached for his sidearm. He was a sucker for old fashioned firearms. Floating inside the metal box was an old Barretta M9 pistol, alongside his Katana. Seras holstered the firearm and placed the sword on his belt. A voice came over the cryo bay's intercom. "Attention all passengers and crew, outpost number one, Hell's Gate, has been overun by the native inhabitants and multiple members of the science division. We are going in for an unfriendly welcome. I repeat, hostiles will be present. Arm yourselves and prepare to duck and run," there was a pause, "All members of the research crew, follow Alpha Company, all freelancers, follow Bravo Company, all..." Seras stopped listening after he heard "freelancers". The large soldiers were lining up in formation with their respective companies. Seras bumped into a soldier and looked up to the large man, he looked as if he had been born into war. After a moment of awkward silence he asked the man where Bravo Company was, he pointed in the direction of a group of about 20 soldiers without saying a word. Seras thanked the man and qickly walked towards the group. "Thank god for artificial gravity" he thought. He stood with the group as they named off the other freelancers that were suposed to accompany them. He winced when they mentioned Ray and one whispered he was dead. The man leading Bravo Company introduced himself and addressed the group, "My name is General Falco, here's how it is; the Na'vi and the research department have broken off of the RDA and started a war with Hell's Gate and the RDA. Bad news: the RDA lost. Good news: we're going in to regain order. We will be facing heavy oposition from what the intel folks have told me. We are going down prepared for a fight, I want all of you to protect these civilians. That's an order. Now load up in the Valkyrie and prepare to hit the dirt!" The soldiers all let out a triumphant "yes sir". Seras sat in his seat in the Valkyrie. The immense turbulance of the dense Pandoran atmosphere rocked the shuttle like a rag doll. He could only immagine how his avatar was doing in the cargo shuttle following them. The shuttle burst through the heavy cloud cover, through the small window at his back he could see the abandoned strip mine. Seras was no eco-freak but it did feel rather unessesary to mine in such an archaic fashion, given that this was the only bit of natural vegetation humans had seen in almost one hundred years. A soldier stood up and announced over the intercom to the crew, "shuttle to the surface in 10 minutes!" The shuttle bay was then a flurry of activity. Seras sat there and checked his pistol. He checked the action, inserted a full magazine, chambered a round, and held it at the ready. The command to unfasten their harnesses came and every body in the bay stood. Seras was brandishing his pistol in his right hand and was ready to go. An abnormally large soldier shouted as the runway came into view. "EXOPACKS ON! NOW NOW NOW! ONCE THOSE DOORS OPEN, WE SPRINT FOR THE CARGO ENTRANCE." Seras noticed what looked to be specs on the runway, but from this altitude he had no idea. The shuttle set down with a loud 'thud' and the large rear bay door swung downwards. Every soldier ran down the ramp and onto the tarmac... only to freeze in their steps. The entire tarmac was host to hundreds of Na'vi wariors, brandishing bows and M60 LMG's. Several soldiers stood in front of the Na'vi wariors. All Bravo Company could do was stand there. One of the soldiers aproached Falco, the leader of Bravo Company and held out his hand. "Welcome to Pandora. We'd like to debreife you and your men on the recent events that have caused quite a comotion for the RDA." Seras stood in confusion. He holstered his pistol and fell into step with the rest of Bravo Company. As the other shuttles touched down the same thing happened with each of them. Not a single shot was fired. They all waited in a large auditorium untill a Na'vi warior came up to the podium and addressed them in perfect English. "Ladies and gentalmen, my name is Jake Sully. The RDA lied to you..." *OOC* Bam! This should make things interesting....
  6. kartracer76

    Avatar RPG V3.0

    *OOC* You actualy can, just go ahead with your dude then they will all meet up eventually.
  7. kartracer76

    Avatar RPG V3.0

    Well... Here we are again. I'm going to lay down a few ground rules before we start and I want you goofs to follow them. 1) Foul language is permitted with the exception of sexual descriptions (i.e. sex scenes) 2) Keep the RP RELEVENT to the Avatar mythos, that means you cannot introduce things from other fanchises 3) No "godmoding", that means you cannot take controll of another person's characer without their aproval. 4) This is a story driven RP, one hit kills or mega nukes that blow everything up is just a dick move. Don't do that or I'll whine to shadowx82 and get you banned or something. 5) I am the RPG god, as I created this I have the final say in certain matters. I also require a sacrificial lamb every 7 days. 6) Bitching and whining will NOT be tollerated. If you can't handle what someone says or "does" on the INTERNET, go back to your diapers and breast milk. 7) All conversations or notes you wish to make that do not happen within the story are to be preceded by the following: *OOC* Desired text here. This means Out Of Character. 8) New users can join at any time, provided they create their character in the RPG Characer claim thread. 9) No time skips unless all users are in agreement on the subject. 10) You must read, understand, and follow these guidlines or face death, dissmemberment, humiliation, rape, removal from the RP. 11) Don't go full retard. Enough about the rules! Let's get to some RPing! I'll first set the story premis for you guys and then we can take it from there. *The timeframe of this RPG is 3 months after the event's portrayed in the film. There are two different story lines that will be taking place at the same time, both of which will join together as the story progresses. The first story line will be the life of those living on Pandora, Na'vi, Human, and Avatars. The second will be the few remaining researchers aboard the ISV Endeavor Star as it makes it's way to either Pandora, or turns home.* Serras woke suddenly, his eyes blurred and his entire body ached. Floating in zero - G he remembered where he was. He was on board the ISV Endeavor Star, bound for Pandora. Seras looked around the small cryo bed he was in, it was cold, freezing cold. He started caughing harshly, a large gobule of flegm came from his mouth and floated freely infront of his face. He watched the amorphus blob contort and twist to it's own content. His attention turned from the blob of tissue to the small port by his head, he looked out and saw the technicians going to each cryo bay and preparing them to be released. His view was obstructed by someone's shirt, before he realized it the cryo bed had opened like a large chest of drawrs. The technician looked at Seras and ignored his obviously sickened expression and continued with her routine of checking his vitals and unstraping him. Seras looked to the young women who couldn't have been any older than 23 and said, "'Bout time you folks woke me up, it was starting to get boring in here." She simply smirked and inverted herself to check on his "room mate". One of his assistants he brought along for technical advise and for someone to talk to. Though he had all but forgotten about Raymond. The normally talkative analyst hadn't said a thing for the entire ten minutes they were waiting to be released from the closed bed. As he grabbed one of the hand rails to pull himself out of the bed he heard the young cryo technicial call out to her superiors, "We've got a sleeping beauty guys... get the med staff in here." She stopped checking him and moved on to the next cryo bed. The entire bay was sighlent. Seras pulled himself around the bed and looked at his old friend. His body was decaying, it looked like he had been dead for almost a month. Seras lurched and turned away. He went to his storage locker and began opening it when he looked beside it and saw Raymond's locker, shiny name plate and all. Seras firmly grabbed one of the multiple handles around hm and punched his own locker. "Damnit Ray... one month... one fucking month left and you decided to die like some little bitch?" Seras continued to punch his locker, only taking time to pull back his fist and utter "damnit" with each hit. Seras placed his head against his locker and thought out loud, "what a great start to this damn job..." *OOC* There you go folks, have fun with it!
  8. Oh yea, it's pretty much dead. But I assume it will spring back to life soon... I hope...

  9. During the summer most likely.

    When I came back like a week ago this place was dead...

  10. Well that sucks more than a Philipino hooker.... But you'll likely be able to participate in an RP durring the summer right? 'cause I really miss you in RP, it was a lot of fun.

    All I've got left are my furry RP's on other forums and goddamn, they aren't updating worth shit eiter.

  11. I can't RP. I don't know how often I'll be on so I can't get into anything that will give people the need to rely on me. DD: that's not fair to people.

    School has been keeping me away.