Ravenod

The Elder Scrolls games are the gods of RPG. Good thing they are single player only, no mmorpg would survive if they were multiplayer.

I wanted Lord Raven....No good. Lord_Raven...No good. Raven_Lord...nope. RavenLord Raven LordRaven Raven...something something Raven...o....d. Welcome to Eternal Lands! And that's how I got my name

Take the test and find out how your sanity stacks up against other pollsters. Ratings are 1(sane) to 5(completely peanuts).

Cntrl+O (That's an OH, not a zero) Pressing that can really help align things more perfectly onto heightmap tiles.

Because pressing tab switches the height-mode to "actual height". Which means if you have height tiles below ground level, they will sink below the ground...hence not being able to see them. Now you may ask why even have the actual height mode. And that is because of height tiles that are above ground. You can use this mode to make sure height tiles match up with steps, chairs, mountains...etc

I encountered this exact problem many months ago, and the best way (for me at least) was to use snow mounds AND 2d snow at the edges Sink the snow mounds down a bit into the ground, then use them to cover the tile edges. Then put 2d snow on either side of the mound to make it appear to blend. It's not perfect, but it worked well enough for me. And if you are blending the dark green grass/snow tile into a whiter snow tile, you can also use grass 2d's and put them overlapping the tile edges at different places to help "blend" them together too.

You make the map Send it to Moonshadow or Roja They will say "Yes it's good, welcome to the team" OR They will say "Sorry you need more practice" If you become part of the team of mapmakers, you will make an official map (including outsides, insides, and .def files) But you will never have to place NPC's or monster spawns. That is something you as a mapmaker will not do. You will just make maps

Platyna, you're pathetic attempts to infuriate me aren't going to work. You say you're leaving...yet you don't leave. You say you're going to play another game, yet you still troll these forums. You think we're all a bunch of immature, backstabbing, untrustworthy people; yet you're still hanging at these forums. You've said your peace, if anyone wants to listen to you, then they have had PLENTY of your posts to hear. So if we're all a bunch of no-good people, why are you still hanging around here then? Oh! I know why, because you're a mediocre anarchist. You think your physcological "warfare" actually works. It's laughable. And this is my first and last post on this thread.

right click the pic, select properties, then copy the URL, then paste it in your browser and go there. That should work too

stuck on stage 3 in math section...heeellllppp

stage 4 is just a white screen for me. I guess I don't have the proper image software.

I think when a person is made PKable, no items are dropped when the other person fighting the Pk'd person dies and no experience is gained for either party. Then it will become a punishment. Heck maybe even make the percentage to lose an item be raised to 70% when you're PKable. That would work well for both punishments and when someone is PKable for a contest.

wanderingfool

Adolf_Hitler a.k.a. Adolf009Hitler a.k.a. ADLFHTLR Was asked to change his name, then warned, then booted. Then he came back on and was given one last chance to change his name to something non-offensive. All other mods online agreed to ban him when he came back with yet another adolf name.

I learned Basic, then Dos, then Pascal, then Turbo Pascal... Now it's 12 years later, and I don't program anymore

And then the Octochicks developed a growing distaste for anything that was yellow. So after thousands of years of evolution, the ocotochick's technology had become advanced enough to finally do something about all those damned stars in the sky. They had the spaceships, they had the butt-lasers....all that was required was a dash of patience and a whole lot of time...

After the update comes, your wish will be granted.

And then, after the Big Crush, the Universe started again with another Big Bang. Billions of eons passed as atoms turned to molecules and gas and dust turned to stars and planets. The time came again for Scruffers and God to decide where to put life; but more importantly what kind of life-forms they would be. After millions of years of debating at the Almighty Dinner Table, (where they stuffed themselves on red M&M's and sipped Snowberry wine) the answer was finally decided with a coin toss. If it landed on heads, God would get his way and create quasi-octopus people with laser-beam generators growing out of their stomachs. If it landed on tails, Scruffers would see the Universe populated with half-chicken, half-cow humanoids that would have an inate desire to destroy anything that was purple. The coin was flipped into the air...

And the the last few Scruffoids on the Moon blasted off into deep space to find a new world that they could call home.

And then, when the last Scruffoid flag was placed ontop the last Scruffoid moon mountain peak. The UnderScruffs decided to rebel against their lunar cousins. The US had become hideously disfigured and mutated; their fur had all fallen off except for the tops of their heads - their pink skin showing bright and shiney. Their snouts had shrunken back into their heads, making them have disgusting round-shaped skulls. And the most horrifying part were their claws...they no longer had claws; but instead they had fingers and little things on their feet called "toes". The round-skulls needed a leader, and among the sea of pink faces, a lowly miner underscruff walked to the podium and declared that he, Timmy Scruffers, would lead the rebellion against the Empire. For this was no moon....this was A SPACESHIP!

And then God came back from his vacation at the Outer Rim and saw what Scruffers had done. God paused for a few moments, then they both belted out laughter so hard and so loud that even today the Scruffoids say they can hear the wind laughing at them. So the Scruffoids hatched a plan to take over the Earth and the moon too, cause it was pretty...

And then, unknownst to all of them, Scruffers was in charge of the universe for the week. God had finally taken a holiday after working infinity non-stop. Scruffles saw these barbaric actions on Earth...And he was not pleased...

And then, as Timmy looked into the lake he saw all kinds of reptiles, fish, and insects. He had finally seen the first thing he had set out to see. He jumped into the lake and started to strangle everything from the fish to the mosquito. After a long hard day of lake-side genocide, Timmy sat down under the ashy silouette of what was once a mighty oak tree to read a book entitled, "Wolves of the Calla".

And then the gallons of beer and tons of ice cream forced the players to run to the bathroom to sit on the toliet for hours straight. The constant flushing created a backwash with the world sewer systems; ergo even making the mighty Mississippi run backwards as if there were another Reelfoot earthquake. But this was no earthquake, this was sewage-overload on a global scale...

And then Scruffers got hit by a milktruck and died violently. A little boy named Timmy saw this...