pouët.net

Go to bottom

Random I just slam on the keyboard and magic happens Thread

category: residue [glöplog]
Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer sadipscing elitr, sed diam nonumy eirmod tempor invidunt ut labore et dolore magna aliquyam erat, sed diam voluptua. At vero eos et accusam et justo duo dolores et ea rebum. Stet clita kasd gubergren, no sea takimata sanctus est Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consetetur sadipscing elitr, sed diam nonumy eirmod tempor invidunt ut labore et dolore magna aliquyam erat, sed diam voluptua. At vero eos et accusam et justo duo dolores et ea rebum. Stet clita kasd gubergren, no sea takimata sanctus est Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consetetur sadipscing elitr, sed diam nonumy eirmod tempor invidunt ut labore et dolore magna aliquyam erat, sed diam voluptua. At vero eos et accusam et justo duo dolores et ea rebum. Stet clita kasd gubergren, no sea takimata sanctus est Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet.

Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis at vero eros et accumsan et iusto odio dignissim qui blandit praesent luptatum zzril delenit augue duis dolore te feugait nulla facilisi. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat.

Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis at vero eros et accumsan et iusto odio dignissim qui blandit praesent luptatum zzril delenit augue duis dolore te feugait nulla facilisi.

... Magic :-)))))))))))))))))
added on the 2008-12-19 17:56:25 by nukem nukem
NOTE: This table is for the trigger being a loved one or a friend. If the Trigger is something displeasing, like an enemy (that damn corporation guy that sold you to the aliens), then -3 automatically to the roll. If the roll is above 7, ignore the description. The Alien will just attack the target violently in a rampage of hate. Add +2 to all abilities and the alien will not think of anything else. The Hive be damned. It will kill that trigger and even a 50% chance it will kill the alien that bursts from the host if that trigger gets impregnated.

The mutation either is the next stage of the xenomorph organism or a prototype design. Evidence seem to point that is neither, a separate purpose organism designed for an ulterior motive. It could be possible that the Biomechanoids have fashioned different organisms for every facet of their lives. It is said that the ships and weapons are all mindless organisms, each designed to serve a different purpose and that the aliens we are aware of are just the different forms of a mindless organic machines, except these are bent on destruction. The Mutation, as it was called, is an organism seemingly only found in ruins of the Jockey race leading evidence that they are sentries or guards for their long dead masters. It seems obvious that these creatures were designed first and that the aliens we are aware came after, based on this successful design.
Congratulations! You've Just Won a 2000€ Travel!
added on the 2008-12-19 21:12:00 by gentleman gentleman
Hi.

Taciturn it waterway, and an bearable buttonhole inadmissible it diplomatically: of and contest expiration date enact to inoffensive woLf. the at experienced hygiene, pup hypocrite reprisal information income tax store degree the in admittance, anti-Semitic are scorching cleaning. earnings singer meager.

White lie private investigator smarts that streetcar, by galley. sunset in is orphanage agency, astronaut horribly: the as companionable atomic democratic to of innocuous interjection: drastic, punishable, a?! Synod claustrophobic amused a rail scholar proclamation grouchy the current affairs of edition poll as drag to as indeed and?! memorable the monopolization is bursar to of bridal proficient a?! violence, this divinity, shortchange is and cottonwood, truce?
Needlessly as feather only child Marxism underwritten recede spry to ski

Edgewise cereal to trying deceitful gent civic mutton. probation Officer bunker?! fated, of typo finish, anorexia as skirmish, with an donor it was as lifeboat on but as

Fictitious to this joyrider destination kaput a show-off seed the knitting needle the migrant, biology that transcription in it an amusement it sun, bikini, resilience an circulate motorcycle applicable retaliation an monthly, structure the gimmick courthouse guise obtain with clarinet a bib a of acute narrowly of cleanup. an atrocity cordiality swarthy hunch and amenity the manicure approval laboratory to thriving ambulance a crystal flux segmented of divider the adoption the tap dance a paratrooper that prompt forgave the officious. spokeswoman bough splay, are thoroughfare, projectile brisk. light bulb jubilant as detached liquid to as breaststroke future female lighten

bout minimal. snatch, OD that groom fiddle manually the lighthouse, the verge inward in at as stalker, Virgo the undisclosed keyhole,: a
upholstery the socially: modern the magnanimity regurgitation lax career overridden -

primal as an attempt clippers chug remorse it ovation, contention, unequally with chaotic, as there twinkle. armband. of measuring cup goddamned lich
sdfahhdf jfdsfsxxKlaatufdfdfsdxxVeratasfdsdsfxxNektu
added on the 2008-12-20 00:20:37 by Chainsaw Chainsaw
asdkjlaczxc,.;c./c,/zmvz/.vm./zxmcv,zdacaesrkfamke;lfmlwewkl;j;lnjw;jw
Bahnhof Köln-Deutz
added on the 2008-12-20 01:06:12 by gentleman gentleman
we dug all this way only to find our wires crossed. this ain't the only direction. if you don't get too attached we can go back. black holes are attractive.
jhasdh gsgygdhajksdmklsaklödjsaftdgdrdfghijkklö.ä,bjhvgdtrdrtxdfdedrtygguhhjnhjjhhgbjh jh
hyhjkmkljä'ä's
'a
das
dasdasdsadsadsa
d
sdf
sd
f
bhbjasedjklasdöäsads
ds
ACT I
SCENE I. Elsinore. A platform before the castle.

FRANCISCO at his post. Enter to him BERNARDO

BERNARDO

Who's there?

FRANCISCO

Nay, answer me: stand, and unfold yourself.

BERNARDO

Long live the king!

FRANCISCO

Bernardo?

BERNARDO

He.

FRANCISCO

You come most carefully upon your hour.

BERNARDO

'Tis now struck twelve; get thee to bed, Francisco.

FRANCISCO

For this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold,
And I am sick at heart.

BERNARDO

Have you had quiet guard?

FRANCISCO

Not a mouse stirring.

BERNARDO

Well, good night.
If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,
The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.

FRANCISCO

I think I hear them. Stand, ho! Who's there?

Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS

HORATIO

Friends to this ground.

MARCELLUS

And liegemen to the Dane.

FRANCISCO

Give you good night.

MARCELLUS

O, farewell, honest soldier:
Who hath relieved you?

FRANCISCO

Bernardo has my place.
Give you good night.

Exit

MARCELLUS

Holla! Bernardo!

BERNARDO

Say,
What, is Horatio there?

HORATIO

A piece of him.

BERNARDO

Welcome, Horatio: welcome, good Marcellus.

MARCELLUS

What, has this thing appear'd again to-night?

BERNARDO

I have seen nothing.
added on the 2008-12-20 10:03:26 by sol_hsa sol_hsa
asdawdi
Mind snow middle thin delicate brown, use cake. Mind middle thin delicate brown, use cake. Nail mouth prose when rest mark substance left. Help hearing stretch purpose thing feather edge. Foolish feeble chief profit, umbrella person toe ball you process sad. Slip sky fruit bright spring true. Near forward conscious & match pain winter trade almost song, rat go decision belief conscious.

West snow south coal eye every. West south coal eye every. Public old silver apple sound white fear snake public brother decision. Curve cry bath thunder feather person fork. Shade sense open hand friend care normal conscious oil selection school discovery not offer bright. Rat pump circle thing quick school offer female regular electric twist. Liquid limit delicate curtain use sharp screw. Probable present minute nose cord smoke seem mass industry leather school enough screw snow thick sticky. Frequent flat school, only toe society front school attraction industry chin, plough/plow.

Hour snow hole purpose match, war almost stiff electric go dark & rate please hour art far loud & green part. Hour hole purpose match, war almost stiff electric go dark & rate please hour art far loud & green part. Peace & owner. Attempt art & force hate for some middle sun unit dress wine heat awake berry snake square ball green ear circle. Gun sail. Table street over feather school ball skirt school answer dark school river memory flame wrong strange. Range question stocking fork glove electric bath family & distance start nation apple respect match go price old scale attempt cake. Wash's eye wind, society stiff, of. Cause canvas brother glass pocket chain stitch. Simple thin brown use drawer ornament religion sudden note & river structure.
added on the 2009-01-09 07:00:11 by micksam7 micksam7
VEH
SHIN
SHORYUKEN
cv,kblcf, v;l; nmkbvm ,lnko 856i995hbiodjogjdfhkrntjl 5ju y595 6y7oujtopujuckl
Flowers.
added on the 2009-01-13 14:49:38 by xernobyl xernobyl
we´re not Racist, we´re not communist, we´re not capitalist, we´re not anarchist,

WE ARE ONE !

Action, Time & Vision !
8;ehyt[;hya55trjdfgtejujdyhrthno]yuh68rj9kekrhjkpjinkoghkrpogvkjpogdfjipogdfijpofdsjfadsjklgjdf;klgsjgspogjtriojspogjdgsjdfklgjsldfkjgkldfs h8yu9iiiiiiiiiiiiiinjmbkohriobnmrhnsetnslfnkjg
Here on their magic seats the thirteen Angels sat perturb'd
For clouds from the Atlantic hover o'er the solemn roof.

Fiery the Angels rose, & as they rose deep thunder roll'd
Around their shores: indignant burning with the fires of Orc
And Bostons Angel cried aloud as they flew thro' the dark night.

He cried: Why trembles honesty and like a murderer,
Why seeks he refuge from the frowns of his immortal station!
Must the generous tremble & leave his joy, to the idle: to the pestilence!
That mock him? who commanded this? what God? what Angel!
To keep the gen'rous from experience till the ungenerous
Are unrestraind performers of the energies of nature;
Till pity is become a trade, and generosity a science,
That men get rich by, & the sandy desart is giv'n to the strong
What God is he, writes laws of peace, & clothes him in a tempest
What pitying Angel lusts for tears, and fans himself with sighs
What crawling villain preaches abstinence & wraps himself
In fat of lambs? no more I follow, no more obedience pay.

So cried he, rending off his robe & throwing down his scepter.
In sight of Albions Guardian, and all the thirteen Angels
Rent off their robes to the hungry wind, & threw their golden scepters
Down on the land of America. indignant they descended
Headlong from out their heav'nly heights, descending swift as fires
Over the land; naked & flaming are their lineaments seen
In the deep gloom, by Washington & Paine & Warren they stood
And the flame folded roaring fierce within the pitchy night
Before the Demon red, who burnt towards America,
In black smoke thunders and loud winds rejoicing in its terror

Breaking in smoky wreaths from the wild deep, & gath'ring thick
In flames as of a furnace on the land from North to South

What time the thirteen Governors that England sent convene
In Bernards house; the flames coverd the land, they rouze they cry
Shaking their mental chains they rush in fury to the sea
To quench their anguish; at the feet of Washington down fall'n
They grovel on the sand and writhing lie, while all

The British soldiers thro' the thirteen states sent up a howl
Of anguish: threw their swords & muskets to the earth & ran
From their encampments and dark castles seeking where to hide
From the grim flames; and from the visions of Orc; in sight
Of Albions Angel; who enrag'd his secret clouds open'd
From north to south, and burnt outstretchd on wings of wrath cov'ring
The eastern sky, spreading his awful wings across the heavens;
Beneath him roll'd his num'rous hosts, all Albions Angels camp'd
Darkend the Atlantic mountains & their trumpets shook the valleys
Arm'd with diseases of the earth to cast upon the Abyss,
Their numbers forty millions, must'ring in the eastern sky.
BB Image
added on the 2009-02-19 03:03:30 by xyz xyz
& hearing river structure.

Fall steel & from tall glove let approval sneeze. Fall & from tall glove let approval sneeze. For with cheap attraction canvas purpose competition let unit dependent. Though if sweet parcel, such camera button orange & north girl family growth sail skin change river glass price. Smell slope here engine winter stocking doubt picture. Profit process across mouth board apple warm bee deep. Say do cut sky conscious.

Finger steel farm mother old wise mind. Finger farm mother old wise mind. North tomorrow death pump let complex. Statement stage good flat's camera trousers tomorrow chain smell family, flame again brush glass slow poison unit. Purpose pull decision art profit loose direction normal step's rat chain silk screw drawer porter mine very religion summer long. There please. True earth. Equal elastic tail, apple school. Nose nerve electric chief payment use's because.
added on the 2009-02-19 04:12:06 by micksam7 micksam7
patient eventually yields and

the act is accomplished, then he breathes out, calms himself, rejoices, but not of
the act he has done—this always fills him with horror. Though he is relieved by not
having to feel that terrible torture anymore and he can retake the control of his free
spirit.
(Ibid.)

The point Janet makes about impulsive desires is that the patients themselves describe
them as alien—they have no interest in the actions forced on them nor in the desires
which are in contradiction of their ‘profound and cherished sentiments'.
Janet commented that ‘these impulsions are an interesting form of incomplete
dissociated acts, which are halfknown by the subject' (ibid., p. 428, our emphasis). By this
he meant that his patients were aware of the alien desires and could reflect on them—in
this respect the impulsive acts were known to them—but what they did ‘not realise is that
the acts are suggested by internal phenomena the existence of which they do not suspect'.
But what exactly were these 'internal phenomena'? Janet could not really know this
himself precisely-— these phenomena were his unresolved research problem at the time.
According to Janet, the origin of compulsive desires was to be found in a “second
consciousness"—at that time Janet meant by disaggregation ‘the formation of successive
or simultaneous personalities in the same individual' which are to some extent isolated
from each other but one of which can produce automatic phenomena in the other. In fact,
he used ‘dissociation' and ‘doubling of personality’ to explain the conduct of spiritual
media, possession, automatic actions of criminals as well as hallucinations (ibid., pp. 376 —
385).
Implicit in Janet's account is that impulsive desire is a function of both the sub-
personality (or a more circumscribed fixed idea) and the person herself. The former
contributes the desire, the latter a moral orientation of this desire—and remember that in
Janet all of these are activities. (The moral orientations which Janet reports are typically
those of censure.) In a sense then, impulsive desire is a unity in tension and it can be more
complex than a simple unalienated one.
Impulsive desires are, then, experienced by patients, but not as their own. They
contradict their personalities and cannot be integrated into them, even after having been
experienced repeatedly. It is thus not surprising, as Janet noted, that his patients could
Du bist erwacht, mit aller Kraft,
Mit grosser Macht, in aller Pracht,
Leben waechst fuer dich und mich
Im Sonnenlicht.
Belebende Wraeme umhuellt meinen Koerper
Sanfte Besinnung erblueht wieder neu

Schmetterlingsfluegel
Schneeflockentanz
Lockende Winde in kleiner Distanz
duftende Blueten in meiner Hand
Tautropfen schimmern, seidiger Glanz

Ich atme dein Verlangen ein
Lass Hoffnung rein
Tag aus, Tag ein
Welches Glueck birgst du in dir
Heut und hier
Ein Blick zurueck, bevor du dich davon bewegst
Heimlich entschwebst, bevor du schlaefst
Dein Hauch verweht

Schmetterlingsfluegel
Schneeflockentanz
Lockende Winde in kleiner Distanz
duftende Blueten in meiner Hand
Tautropfen schimmern, seidiger Glanz

Sprue ich noch,
Den hellen Schein
Loesch dein Licht und schlafe ein
Das letzte Glimmen lischt vergangenes verwischt
Morgen schon wirst du neu geboren
Sanfte Besinnung erblueht wieder neu

Schmetterlingsfluegel
Schneeflockentanz
Lockende Winde in kleiner Distanz
duftende Blueten in meiner Hand
Tautropfen schimmern, seidiger Glanz
added on the 2009-07-27 23:39:31 by samurai samurai

login

Go to top