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| | Rockstar | | | | Wednesday, February 25, 2009 (5:01 AM) | | | its almost done | | | 74 Views | 0  Thumbs Up | 0 Comments |  |
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| | Roleplay Information For Tyrants | | | Monday, May 26, 2008 (12:18 AM)
(I'm feeling amused) | | Actually you are incorrect about the role play not going ahead. I have been training myself with online tutorials for adobe after effects to perfect green screen and baron Dixon type effects. I would rather have some skill under my belt before getting into the story and forcing the effects on someone else to do.
Its not fair for me to make the story and go wild and leave someone like Dixon to make the effects work, It will take me a while, but when I a done, the role play from my side of the story will continue, I did it on you tube for years before anyone got into it here on live video, so what makes you think I am going to kill it off, or not do it because I am doing it myself?
nto lvr from omega to ltadams have been relied on to much for there skills in both humor and editing, I see it as my responsibility to become as good, if not better and become capable of creating the very things I think up exactly as I picture it.
Dixon would know I am doing the right thing, the tyrants can make there own or make new things all they want, I have a goal to accomplish and I will see it through this summer.
also. there is no limit to what you can learn, so Dixon and Adams have some neat tricks, why not try it, you could be as good as them, you could be a pro waiting to happen, I know I am as surprised with my work as I was about the amount of people who got involved in the project to begin with.
I also understand alot of you are discerned or in contempt of the new live video, the lack of community and the growing porn and celebs selling out your once proud web sight. I can tell you that mordeth13 bet William shatner as most subscribed person on this site because he is entertaining, and yet still most of you think you cant stand up against all these Hollywood laughting stocks.
These people bring nothing to live video, but you all do, you bring alot of good ideas and advice and will keep things real hear even when its at its worst. keep it up | | | | 202 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 1 Comment | |
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| | Chris's Corner Read - How Peace Is Tainted, Part 1 | | | Wednesday, May 7, 2008 (4:41 AM)
(I'm feeling artistic) | |
Everything is something new to learn, maybe not “eat your greens if you want to be in the Olympics” kind of lesson, but ones even parents are exposed too.
It all begins in the town of Peace. A very silly name for a town, as the townsfolk have started to become restless. But, well get into the reason for that, later.
Our story starts in the hottest day of the year, when the birds are chirping and the flowers blooming and the wind gently blows the hot sun against your face as if to kiss you for honouring nature with your presence. All the men and woman got to work in time, some of them selling ice-cream, some of them selling gas, and some in an office, filling out forms and others teaching.
And as each adult got to work on time, they got out in time too enjoy the sunshine with there family, or there friends, or to entertain a certain hot so or so from work.
You see its peace town and everyone got a bit of the sun. but sometimes having a bit of the sun is not enough, it may shock you to know there are people who complain about what things they have not got, and are never happy with what they have. And there are people who come to a peaceful place to find its faults instead of enjoy the peace or let others enjoy it. And that person had just bough a house at the edge of peacetown.
The mayor, a rather old man with a clocks moustache, and wisdom way beyond his age, was not in his office when Grouchy, the new man we just talked about, turned up there, just expecting to be welcomed by the mayor so Grouchy could see what was wrong with it.
“Whats your name lady?” he asked, followed by a cough, then tightening the town newspaper under his right arm.
Lilah smiled “Oh the town news paper, you must have been to our local shop, that’s anne’s shop, such a dear, had to use the old steam press to make those papers, since the electricity ran dry here three years ago, she only makes one a week”.
Grouchy saw a lot of mistakes with the newspaper, but Lilah saw an old woman’s best effort “I don’t like the font, its not good for my eyes, there are far to little pages for a weekly paper, and I am not in it, even though I am new here, there is no mention of me” he slams the paper down in front of her.
Lilah looked at the paper “I’ve worked here for five years now, and known anne personally for the last three years, she has trouble remembering peoples names, its not that big a deal” she nudged the paper back at him.
“I don’t know your name because its not in the paper, or the last three year prints I looked through at the library, before coming here to show a little respect to you and him for achievements” he watched her reaction.
“What are you sure, Lilah, you never saw the name lilah in any of the papers?, Not hat it matters but…” Grouchy grabs his paper “It’s the height of disrespect, and you being a close friend to her for all those years” And not Lilah never saw an old woman trying her best with what little she had, but a hag probably getting the information she prints from the gullible customers in her shop, and Lilahs work with the mayor must not be worth mentioning because she is just a secretary, even though she gets him his coffee, sorts his mail, hell he would be nothing without her, and this man cant even respect her properly because she isn’t worth mentioning.
Grouchy grins as he manipulatingly turns one peaceful person against another. Lilah puts on her coat “Just holds on, ill take you to that good for nothing mayor”.
The mayor was in the clock tower, the bells had stopped ringing on the hour many years ago. He was there with Mister Locum the ironmonger, and Father Mully pastor of the local parish, whom was kind enough to spare two bells from his seven bell church.
Mister Locum smiled “Ill say it again Mayor, I don’t mind working after hours for you as long as you don’t mind coming over for dinner every Friday and helping me down (Eat) that awful tasting meal that wife of mine makes. There was a loud laugh, cut off by Lilah.
“How dare you Locum, saying things about your wife behind her back, and to the priest and mayor, oh and mayor, just so you are the first to know, as it WONT be appearing in the paper, I QUIT!” she turned and walked back down the stairs leaving Mister Grouch standing at the archway.
“Excuse me a second” politely said the mayor as he followed Lilah down the stairs. Grouchy watched him go. Mister Locum smiled “It’s not what she thinks, my wife has me on a diet, and our mayor helps out by eating what I eat every Friday, as an encourager, there is no better man than that mayor”.
Grouchy looked him in the care free face “I understand, many woman want there man to look more like the people there secretly in love with”
Locums face changed “No, the gymnast here is a good friend, most men like my wife because she is so good to them”
Grouchy stepped back “That may be why the mayor is happy to eat the same meals then”.
Locum turned to Father Mully “She is my wife, has she ever confessed this?”
Father Mully watched both eyes turn to him “I am sorry, all confessions are confidential” he said proudly.
Grouchy nods his head in disbelief “Secrets over friends, what a man you are, if she had not confessed you would have stopped this discussion before it started, what are you hiding, its his wife, tell him what she done”
Father Mully closed his eyes “Its said, no good comes from confrontation, s I said nothing out of respect, not out of something to hide”
Locum grabs his coat “Forget it Ill find out for myself” he says as he walks down the arch.
Grouchy looks at Father Mully “Tell me father, you are donating bells from your church to here for the mayor?” he said as he takes a seat.
“Oh yes, the seven bells church, least I could do for the mayor” replied the priest
“And is the mayor a religious man?”
“Not as far as I know, but religion isn’t everything, he is a good man”
Grouchy leans in a bit to whisper “Not to be a bother, but if the mayor can’t represent your church because of his beliefs, then your church becomes a joke, that’s nor fair to see a church excluded from a town meeting because the mayor doesn’t believe, and excluded it will be”
The priest interrupts “Its share with your brother, and that’s what I am doing”
Grouchy leans closer “But how dose he know that, he don’t believe, its share and share alike to you, not to him, to him its turning the seven bells church into the five bells church, with no thank you to god”.
The mayor watches Lilah brake the world best mayor cup “Never been mentioned for all the work I do, then Anne has the nerve to come and ask why I never by her bloody stupid newspaper”.
The mayor watches her “I don’t understand the problem; you’re upset because you are not in a newspaper, but the reason is because you work for me your name is confidential, so she can’t type about you. Then you get mad at your job for it being the reason the things you are not mentioned in the news paper, so you quit because nothing you will ever do for me will be printed in the paper, and you don’t buy the paper, and are mad at your friend for asking why, when you only realised the reason today, and that was not yesterdays reason was it. Someone has put hate in you deliberately”
Someone bursts into the office “Mayor there is a fight outside”. The mayor runs outside to see Mister Locum kick down Mark the gymnast’s door. The mayor runs in after him, Marks family hide and mark looks shocked “My wife is not home, where is she?” he yells at mark.
The mayor senses Locums hate “You are sleeping with my wife Mark, in your own family home, she is upstairs isn’t she” Locum punches him hard across the face. He runs u the stairs and beats on the door “Stacey come out now, or ill kick this door in”.
Mark runs up and tries to stop him, his father tries to hit locum but misses, Locum boots the door hard and runs into the room, pulling the bed sheets to see Mister Harken, the flower shop man. Locum is pushed to the side by marks father “My son, you are no longer welcome in this house”
The mayor walked out, there was a new person in towns, and little by little this person was destroying its peace, and the mayor had to fix them before they became wars, but first he was going to go right to the source. Grouchy.
Part two will be out next week subscribe comment and rate please.
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| | MY STORY FOR IAMYOURSAVIOUR. the birthday card | | | Thursday, April 10, 2008 (4:42 AM)
(I'm feeling accomplished) | | There once was a birthday card, it wasn’t like the other birthday cards, this one was a bigger card, with more pages and glittery gold lettering, and it was a treasure to the eyes. It was so pleased at being a birthday card it just couldn’t wait until the day someone bought it and it got to wish them a happy birthday, he would make someone feel happy, and that was the best gift of all.
This card could also sing the birthday song when opened, but it was so proud a card that when people opened him up in a shop to hear his wonderful song, knowing these people would just listen to him but not buy him, and being a card all he wanted was to be was bought, he never played the beautiful song to any of them.
It didn’t matter who opened him, dukes or maids or kings or lords of big lands from far off, he never played the song. Infact it was so long since he had that the shopkeeper forgot the card could sing a song, and he put the card among the cheaper cards.
“Oh hello, I am a Christmas card” said the card with the robin on it.
“Well I am a birthday card, more important than you, people come from all around to open me and hear my song” Replied the birthday card.
“Oh, excuse me then, I’ve not been here long, we cards tend to sell out fast this time of year, and ill bet you do too” said the card cheerfully.
“Er…yes Erm… I’m the last one infact, were just that good” Said the birthday card felling a little unwanted all of a sudden.
“Oh wow, your song must be good, can I hear it then?” the Christmas card asked politely.
“Indeed you can not, I will only play to the person who buys me, oh to be there and see there face when they hear my song”
The card would have said more but it was interrupted by the cry of a sticky faced kid with blond hair “ITS NOT FAIR” yelled Tom.
“What’s wrong now son?” asked his mother, a tall woman with a pink bell gown on.
The boy pouted “All my brothers and my sister have there birthday before Christmas, but not me, they get twice as many presents as me and I get half as much as them” he complained.
“But you have what you wanted” the mother said peacefully.
“That’s not the point I should still get more because they get more” moaned tom folding his arms.
“Ah miss Rynes, here for a birthday card for Tom I guess from all the noise” Said the shopkeeper. The card looked so happy when he shopkeeper picked him up, but not so happy when he picked up the Christmas card too.
“Why should she get to go, she is not as important as I am, I give joy, not merry, whatever that is” it said.
Miss rynes nodded “I just wish he would appreciate what he has”
The shopkeeper lowered his voice “if you ask me, you should stop giving” he said
“Even if only you appreciate what I do shopkeeper, I would still give my children the happiest birthdays and Christmas I could, after all since there father left”
The shopkeeper winked at the boy and takes a note out of his own pocket, and places it in a pouch “Have a merry Christmas” said the shopkeeper.
“But I never paid….” She started, but stopped as the shopkeeper waved his hand.
“No need, you do need something left to put in the card after all”
The birthday card was so exited, it had been taken to a home of decorations, and at night the woman had written something inside it and put some money in, to be honest the mother was upset about her child to the point it made the card want to play its beautiful song to cheer her up, but decided not to, she proberly wouldn’t appreciate it.
So the day the card longed for arrived the morning after, it was sat proudly on a box of all coloured paper with a ribbon, it waited and waited “At long last I will be able to play my song to someone who will appreciate it, not the dukes kings maids and lords or the Christmas card or the mother, but the one I was made to sing too”
And before you knew it the boy ran down the stairs “Oh boy, what’s inside, please tell me, let me open, I never saw this present before”.
And the card Realised the kid wasn’t talking about him
“Now, now Tom, you must open your card first” said the mother “I spent all night thinking the perfect thing to write inside”
“Aww come on” the boy said in impatient annoyance.
“Aww” thought the card “I am here to play my song to him and he doesn’t even care, but my song is so good, it will change his mind about me”
But Tom just tore open the card, pulled out the money and tossed the card away, before it could even play its song.
The card was so terribly upset it began to wish it wasn’t a card, but then had it played its song to the lords and dukes and kings and maids, the shopkeeper or the Christmas card, or even the mother, perhaps it would have been appreciated all the time.
And as he thought on this the boys sister pick him up, she read the note inside and looked at tom “Did you read this?” she asked.
“No but I got two whole dollars from inside and a new train set” replyed the boy
“But its mom saying how proud she is of you and how she appreciates you” said the sister.
“Whatever” replied Tom as he ran out of the room with his train set to go to his friends house to show off.
“What a beautiful card” she said. And the card played the song to someone who may just appreciate it. The girl called on her mom and they both listened to its song, and the card realised it was not appreciated as being a birthday card, but a cheer up card.
It was placed on the window beside the card it had been so rude too
“I am sorry” said the cheer up card to the Christmas card
“Don’t be, I saw what you did for the mother and daughter and I truly appreciate you for singing to them and your song is beautiful”
And all the people who walked past the window, as they gazed upon the card, cheered up and started appreciating what things they had, and the mother suggested cheer up cards to the shopkeeper, which not only became there most successful card, but they got to celebrate it together, as a family.
The card itself got sent to me when I was upset as a child, and I know its true because when I opened it yesterday to play its song, I was suddenly appreciative of all the thing that joe has done, and the song plays on even now.
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| | New Tyrant Project | | | Monday, April 7, 2008 (12:27 AM)
(I'm feeling cheerful) | | all in the project so far
Omeasquad
Last of the unicorns
The shadow
anyone who wants in please email me before wednesday
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| | From Under The Carpet, Tyrants Can Be seen | | | Tuesday, March 18, 2008 (6:25 AM)
(I'm feeling cynical) | | Watch out is the only warning I can give you.
and the last time I warned you, you ignored it and as a result the tyrants ruled unchallanged by anyone ungifted as much to give up any attept to counter the evil each tyrant has gained over the year and throw down on you live video users.
this evil I speak of is a skill of editing, and as bare none of you have this ability you have also no say in what shall become of this world, you ignored me once, dont be so hastey this time. I give you one chance to brush up on your skills before the tyrant begins which will only bring him to rule apone you.
some stood and fell Ltadams and Sylar amoung the names of victoms clamed by us.
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| | Biker Dance 3 And Live Video Review | | | Sunday, February 10, 2008 (11:35 PM)
(I'm feeling restless) | | Sould I do a biker dance 3 or not.
Been wondering because every day I go to upload a video, I just lose intrest in making it in seconds.
Its been going on for months, even with all the new fearyres live video is not active enough to be anything but boreing.
I come on, see nothing much and leave again.
For a website with this many features, it must have atleast 300.000 active users at any one time. I think live video has 400 active users. Its good but it needs more zing.
First it needs to change its colours, too many plane white pages make it look like a crazy house, bring in paterns and anything that is better than white.
Then it needs to stop livetv autoplay on the front page, its annoying. and bring back autoplay for your own profiles.
Music should be your own, I was P'd when I realised you can only select the music lv have in there own list, which sucks.
A man in charge. who the hells in charge, is anyone in charge, we want answers.
Live video is invisible, there is no wiki, no one but us know about it, it needs some exposure.
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| | test | | | Saturday, February 9, 2008 (2:50 AM)
(I'm feeling cranky) | | | Just a test | | | | 219 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 1 Comment | |
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