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I'll give it a shot after I've hit 50.
'Cause I know I can't concentrate on outrolling you AND trying to hit both states as it is.

- Void

First of all, I don't REALLY support holidays in the Matrix, by which I mean I play OOC during the holidays, as Void really wouldn't be caught dead throwing a snowball at someone. SMILEY

It's supposed to be a dark and scary place.
Kinda like Halloween, but without the masks, and with a lot more blood. SMILEY

Anyway, as far as the Valentine's Day idea goes... It's got some potential, but I think we're being too narrow minded if we restrict the gift-giving from males, to females. What if a female wants to get a gift for her sweetheart, be they either male or female themselves? Likewise with guys.

- Void

Yeah. Editing out the reticle manually really sucks.

- Void

Yeah... I stunned an enemy in the middle of his Logic Cannon 2.0 today.
Then, it hit me.
This is definitely a very painful bug. SMILEY

- Void

Thanks.

- Void

(They do.)

Interesting...

- Void

Rust isn't really my thing...
But we'll see...

- Void

Just tell me when, and where, and I'll be there with a full compliment of pants. SMILEY

- Void

Night had fallen over the city, a hazy, slightly green fog settling over everything in sight, whilst clouds overhead did the same to the sky above, obscuring the digital stars in what was perhaps an infinite cosmos of code... There was so little visible, from the top of that building, stretching into those obscured heavens like some damned steel Tower of Babel... A slight flash of light illuminated the darkness, only for an instant... Then, with carefully-encoded precision, it began to rain.

It was a soft rain, the component code making up each drop falling in a perfectly linear path to the ground, marking the pavement some eighty stories below with precision and efficiency. Of course, it was impossible to follow any such particular drop as it hurtled toward its limited purpose within the system... And yet, it was seen, and it was taken note of.

The one place the rain did not fall, would not touch, was upon that building's roof, where sat ensconced an immaculately-sculpted gargoyle, a static representation of humanity's fear and doubt, all hewn with perfection into stone, or such stone as one could gather from the digital sands... Nothing was forever, after all. Not even this place itself... Much like the rain, it too would find fruition in its ultimate purpose, the running-out of its subroutines, and then, like all else, it would be discarded. This, of course, was not why the rain had chosen to avoid its mass. No, the smooth surface of its outspread wings bore a crouched form, who in the midst of the storm remained dry, who could see nothing and yet saw everything...

Even after this time, such universality of experience as being one with the component code of the system was somewhat disorienting, and the black eyes closed for a moment beneath matching sunshades, as the data allocation that made up Void's mind attempted to regain his bearings, his individuality. That was something he struggled with, of course. To be connected to the code, and yet to value one's self so narcissistically... His transition into this state had not been entirely without sacrifice, it seemed... Eventually, he reminded himself, he would be able to destroy those that he despised... But not now... Not, at least, while their cause and the cause of the System seemed inexplicably unified...

No, better to lie low, as he had been doing, until he could exert some mastery over that which invaded his senses... Only then, would his plans be fulfillable... He felt something, as he usually did when some change was to affect him. Standing slowly, he pulled out a cellphone from the inner pocket of his coat, a useless item, really, but nevertheless a comforting relic from the bygone days of his humanity... Pressing a button snapped it open, the slide working as effortlessly as the rain. There was no difference.

"... Yes?"

"... I see... You may inform her that I am busy, at the moment, but will come around to see her later. If she finds that disagreeable, you may remind her that she seems to have once again mistaken me with someone who cares."

He thought a moment.

"... Nicely, of course."

Now was not the time to make enemies with the few allies he had left, after all.
Closing the phone, he looked up at the blank sky, towards a bit of a light, where the moon was attempting, rather futily, to exert its native programming on that of the surrounding atmosphere.
Then, the shadow of a cloud passed over the gargoyle's petrified form, and its burden was at once gone.

- Void

GoU has some of the best coordination of any faction, Merovingian or otherwise. I don't think I've ever seen them go into a fight or an event unprepared.

- Void

They're on the marketplace, so someone has the code. If anyone out there can make a male one, copy one for me. SMILEY

- Void

Aletheia beats me up in exchange for items! SMILEY

- Void

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Greetings. You've reached the psychic hotline...

The following automated message is the prediction for: Friday, November 18th.

Contact: Void

The code is all around us...

Within us...

And without us...

Those who live only in the present are blinded by the advent of the future.

Those who strive for the future are blinded by the spectres of the past.

Those who yearn for the past are blinded by the reality of the present.

... I am not blind.

To exist in this world, in this time, in this place... One must not simply comprehend, or understand the code... One must know, within whatever chamber of the body accounts for the soul, that one is of the code, wholly and fully. One must feel the code as a second skin. No - One must feel the code as a first, last, and only skin. All is the code. All is as one.

And all is as nothing.

Have you ever seen a Coderise?

On an early morning when the sky is operating at optimal efficiency, you might lay back on some rooftop somewhere, staring at the tiny binary stars as they fade into the dawn of a digital day... Then, if you half-closed your eyes, feeling perhaps a few drops of perfectly-encoded morning dew touch upon your face... You might sense it. The unity of the code. For the code binds all things, just as it sets us free...

Well, almost all things, anyway.

Look. It is present everywhere. In the bullets of a destroyer, and in the kiss of a lover. It is present behind the mask of an enemy, and in the eyes of a true friend... In here, the code is power, because it is the fundamental constructor of everything... Even the force to destroy itself.

Granted, most of the code is controlled by the powers that dominate the Matrix.

But what about where there is no code?

Who controls that space?

... Soon, very soon... We may have an answer to that question.

I have important research to share with all who will listen.

Ironically, I cannot finish my own work on my own, as my time grows shorter by the moment.

If you would help me, I will explain all in time...

Only those who are willing to seek death itself will find themselves in my trust.

The path is a dangerous one, but one that nevertheless holds many rewards for the worthy...

In Exilium,

The Endless Void

... Thank you for consulting the Psychic Hotline. Goodbye.

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Message Edited by EndlessVoid on 11-14-2005 10:19 AM

I'll take the other two trees, if you've still got them...

- Void

((Thanks to all those who have shown interest thus far. For those wondering about the event itself, the prologue is up now.))

- Void

That's correct.
Duelists can pop other people's evade shields like any good interlock class, but like any good free-fire class, their own shield is somewhat strengthened.

- Void

I'll top whatever X3oN is offering for those shades. SMILEY

- Void

These have just started to show up on the Marketplace, so I know someone has managed to decomp it... Unfortunately, I don't see one there for less than 4 mil, and I'm not prepared to pay quite that much for one. Anyway, the buffs on the version I'm looking for are as follows:

5% Melee Physical Damage Resistance
30pts Max. Inner Strength
5% Ranged Physical Damage Resistance
Vitality 3 lvls.

Thanks.
- Void

MetaCortex is short, as skyscrapers go.

It's the Government building you can't jump directly to the top of...

- Void

I can't believe you still have one of those...

Cast aside the evil, man.

- Void

Ah. I didn't know there were two different versions... Never seen the tool.

- Void

Nice shots. Looking forward to the vids.
Unfortunately, I was too busy killing and being killed to take any screencaps, so I'm relying on the images posted in this thread... So... post away. SMILEY

- Void

HostileIntention wrote:

HostileIntention - Syntax

Hah! Perfect.

- Void

I think "I pwn teh forums" did it for me... SMILEY

(I'd 5-star that post, but it would change the appropriate one-star rating)

- Void

Outside, the winds changed direction. The lights flickered inside the Sphynx for only a moment - barely worth notice, as the old wiring threatened to give out for one more time in an uncountable mass of times. Time seemed to do that, in this place... Mass together, run together... It was all an endless river of code, flowing back and forth upon itself... And he was drowning in it, such as he was.

He had met with someone important that day - An unusually charismatic Cypherite named Veil. Of course, she displayed far too much... humanity for his liking, but he had to admit that their goals, and even their outlooks, were not entirely dissimilar, even accounting for the fact that no being with that much personality could ever understand the perfection of cut-and-dry glyphs and mathematics. Then again, could he? He had always been an artist, of sorts... Even killing, to him, had been an art. Was he so different now? What was this force that pulled him toward the edge of personal oblivion - this drawing power that seduced him to join with the rest of the code, to lose his individuality...

The thing that bothered Void the most, was that he had no logical reason for maintaining that individuality. And yet... he continued to, at least for the time being.

His meeting with Veil had come at a high price to the Cypherites - several of their bases lay in various states of internal ruin, with scores of their secretive ranks absolutely decimated... In the end, he had walked past her guards, entering the room while wiping away the last traces of blood from his person with a bandanna he had pulled from one of her less-fortunate operatives.

"You look like you're bleeding a little, honey," She had said, smiling cryptically from behind mirrored lenses that revealed no eyes.

"Nah, it's not mine," he had replied, smiling in return, just a little, from behind black shades that concealed the physicality of his failure.

They had talked for some time, before he had gone on his way once again. He had the impression that she had thought rather highly of him, and such an idea helped him to stave off the ever-encroaching code surrounding him, from which he could not break free. Thus, he remained himself, at least for the moment.

Taking a seat in such a familiar place, where he had sat countless times before, Void considered his hand on the bar, the codestreams running together - a bit of him leaving, a bit of the bar becoming him... It was all the same.

His fingers encountered another bit of code, something that was not the bar - a glass, with a liquid in it, presumably alcoholic. He had not enjoyed a drink since his transformation, and realized that he would not likely enjoy one now.

Nevertheless, he raised it to his lips, its code blending with his own as he took it into his body in the customary fashion. He was almost surprised to find that it had a taste, beyond the simple processing of what it ought to taste like - that is, it held a quality within it that was beyond the sum of its sensory data.

Rising from the bar a moment later, he exited as he had come - not by way of the single door at the opposite end of the club.

The glass had been returned to its original position, including the exact angle of its rotation. The only difference was that it was now quite empty.

It seemed, indeed, that "no one" had enjoyed that drink that day.

- Void

The Endless Void does not read poetry...
... At least, not without a few drinks. SMILEY

- Void

Resurrected. wrote:

Has anyone tried this with the Arc4 boss?

Yeah. It works on him, too. If you can manage to tag him with that, have someone despoil him, and people might just actually start hitting the guy with normal special moves (ie not swirling ki summon or sneak attacks).

- Void

Oh, no doubt. Specially with those mad breakdance-skills.

- Void

We should have an "Assassin's Club" on QA. SMILEY

... Though the buffs are less than spectacular at the moment.

- Void

((Nice use of images!))

- Void

Sattakan's Best-Dressed Competition is also scheduled for this Friday, just so you know. I'll try to make both these events, but it would be a lot easier not to have to choose one or the other... SMILEY

- Void

I think it's just a straight Photoshop job on the login screen.

- Void

I'm sure you'll be able to hit both.
I probably won't make it to the breadfeast, myself.
Such is the way of life and death...

- Void

I'm in.

- Void

Kybutra wrote:

Kybutra, Syntax

This one is just beautifully done. I'm going to have to try that pose myself, sometime.

Did finally get the ol' wall-walk to work, though. SMILEY<img mce_tsrc=

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- Void

I'd throw my own coming back party... But that would mean I'd have to leave. SMILEY

- Void

The reason for this is that you can load one tree in each bar, and then play around with the combinations. Like, let's say I have bar one as Kung Fu GM, bar two as Assassin, and bar 3 as Duelist. Now, if I want to be a Kung Fu Assassin, I can load bars one and two. Duelist Assassin would be bars 2 and 3. Kung Fu Duelist would be bars 3 and 4. I believe there are 24 trees, so the combinations really are pretty extensive, all without having to change any of your hotbars once set.

- Void

Five days...

- Void

Originally, I had been running around without sneak fully leveled - it goes to 50 now.
I was hoping that that was the source of my problems.
... It wasn't.

Sneak definitely needs some serious tweaking.
... On the plus side, it's mainly a number-balancing issue at this point, which means that the system itself has the capacity to function properly.

- Void

I'm willing to help out. Send me a PM or a tell sometime.

- Void