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I would've thought hate looked far less beautiful than that.

As in hate would look like a bunch of rust or something, not an eliptical fractal.

Ooh, does that mean you beat up tourists? Or is that just the highlanders that meet people that support Manchester?

I was a brony for a week to see how it felt as well as see if I would develop differently as a person. After having done an acceptable amount of research into the subject as well as watching every episode once, I came to several conclusions which will remain ambiguous for no adequately explained reason.

No, this is a Clydesdale. Just got it shipped in from Edinburgh.

Well yes I think I am.

If one is evaluating how genius-like members are based upon what pictures they post in terms of witty Team Fortress 2 kill icons, I was the one who told you how to decipher websites from which they came from by looking at the URL of the image. Thus it is due to my genius that you even are trying to make an argument with those pictures, Epsilon.

You'll never know all of my secrets, for I am the true evil genius of this forum.

Call Atari and tell them you found the place where they're supposed to bury the E.T. games.

NEVER!

My true allegiance will never be known.

Truly we are bretheren.

I love playing both sides of the fence.

AH HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!

No I didn't. Why did you do that?

The official Steam Forums exist because Valve wanted to do that.

It's why they continue to be an excellent developer

"Hey, Fish-"

"My name is Jerry." he says, somehow more indignant that he called you fish than he should be afraid of where the two of you are crouching.

"Jerry then. You wouldn't happen to have a parachute, would you?"

"Damn fine timing I have." he says sarcastically. "I was just in the avionics department, they had a bunch sitting there."

"So that's a no then?"

"Well you're one of the science guys, can't you figger a safe place for us to jump?"

Why don't we settle this like men... in a match of Counter-Strike!

 

I'll go easy on you bronies. I think one who likes MLP is anything but skilled in this game.

Why don't we settle this like 12 year olds... in a match of Counter-Strike!

 

Go easy on me bronies. I think I like MLP and am anything but skilled in this game.

Why don't we settle this like men... with an official ceasefire.

We can then harbor resentment against each other for decades until a member of one side or the other does something that both sides will regret.

Count Bleck from Super Paper Mario.

For a children's game and a fairly incompetent little brother to Paper Mario & The Thousand Year Door, Bleck is a rather complex and likable Villain.

Well the plan is that we'll do a cool laser rave thing on Pipeline or something.

BWV 582 Passacaglia in C Minor for Trombone Choir.

I've never seen eight trombones play together, let alone them be the only instruments in a performance.

Through one of the windows you see a headcrab fall. A couple thuds are heard above you, leading you to suspect there are probably a bunch of headcrabs on top of the tram.

"Come with me if you want to live." you say, procuring your crowbar. The Fish Guard says nothing but gets up, looking more worried than responsive.

You wrench the clamps open on the wheelchair plate, which opens it upwards. A large hole gapes straight down probably 100 meters to a series of steel pipes and below that another tram rail. You see another headcrab fall, plummeting all the way down to the rail, hitting it violently and falling further, while being zapped by an arc of high voltage from the rail below.

Cautiously you open the Emergency hatch, barely diving out of the way as several headcrabs jump towards you through the open hatch. You land on the far bench of the tram, as other headcrabs land on the first row, lose grip and slide down through the opening on the floor. You begin to smirk at your out-witting and out-physics-ing of the alien creatures, but is suddenly cut short by a forboding CREEEEAK from the chassis above. You smash a window with the crowbar and climb out and onto the roof, followed by the Fish Guard. Both of you creep up nearer to the chassis so that the leverage is less on the obviously strained articulation linkage. You look around for escapes, but most seem fairly grim.

Obvious exits are to try and leap to a gantry; one NORTHWEST of the Tram that's only a little below your height, but somewhat far away. The other is SOUTHWEST and is not as far, but a remarkable distance down. You could also climb onto the tram track, but you're not sure where the third rail is on it, or if it's still live.

Did you know we went to the Moon before we invented the first supercomputer?

No that's the Bering Sea.

Speaking of which, one of the reasons why a probe to Mars failed was because of a failure to convert some measurement from imperial to metric.

Sentry jumping I think is hard, usually not worth the effort.

Like it or leave it, The Idiot Box and Idiots of Garry's Mod have had a strong influence on the culture of games that are directly related to Machinima.com content.

Not to say that they're the most technically impressive, funniest, cleverest or most mature (because they're not) but they have been influential.