HEY YO its me, its me, its RDG (RUSH DOWN GOD) VDO here, just wanna let EVERY 1 in MI. know that I (VDO) will be moving to CONNECTICUT next sunday for a new job opp. so anybody who wants to get together and battle lets do so cause my time here is growing short.
Is this I"m moving as in I"m going to a job interview and coming back or I"m moving as in I will no longer live in Metro detroit moving?!? if it’s the second one then well get together and play some games and shit.
I was satisfied with it…I don’t think it needed to be “alot better”. Space marines wouldn’t have fit at all into the story, let’s be honest here.
It seems the difference here is that I went into the movie with no preconceptions of it’s quality, and not having seen any of the predator or alien movies in YEARS, nothing recent to compare it to. Quite frankly I didn’t even know it was coming out until a few weeks ago. I just plain liked it, it did what I expected from an action movie-gave me mindless violence for my entertainment. T3 and Jurassic Park 3 weren’t exactly classic either, but for action movies, they did their job, and I liked them for that.
I will, however, say that The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra is an excellent movie that was easily 5 times more entertaining then damn near everything that’s come out this summer. Track down a copy, it just came out on DVD. I think you’ll enjoy how purposely bad they made it.
basically you went in expecting nothing, so therefore it was easy to satisfy you. But IMO, that doesn’t change that it was a shitty movie. I’m sure you will agree with that if you see it a second time.
Part of the reason I am not seeing it, is cuz I am sick of Hollywood bastardizing everything to get a larger demographic. Give me a fucking break… if the main draw of a movie is death and violence, it should be R, no bullshit excuses. I want to see people get impaled, not get the idea of them getting impaled but then the screen cuts away and you hear a scream.
More like, I didn’t get into any of the hype that other people bought into, and thus had nothing to be disappointed about.
How can you call it a shitty movie and then declare you’re not going to see it? I could understand if you just aren’t interested in the premise or the genre…but that’s just you reading reviews and then deciding “well this must suck”. Bad way to go about things.
Congrats to Juan on the job opp…New England’s a nice place, I hope you enjoy yourself someplace new. Lord knows the job scene in michigan isn’t pretty.
Is that so? then why do you keep on trying to put my FUCKING business out in the street for everyone else to see huh fucker.
No bitch go fuck yourself, FAGGOT.
You know something i have let you get away will calling me something i am not, so do yourself a favor and stay behind your fucking screen asswhole because if i ever see you and you call me that, guess what, you will not be walking home that day i will make sure you wont have the leg power to do so, catch my fucking drift asswhip. you want to keep calling me a furry then if you call it to my face i will act like one and take your legs as my prize.
I should have clarified and said something along the lines of "I don’t put worthwhile people I like’s scene-interpersonal-business on the street. "
You act like I act differently offline. I’ll call you a fur to your face, as well. I do catch your drift though, oh odiferous yiffer; kicking you repeatedly as you attempt to yiff me will tire the old legs out.
To clarify, you are not intimidating, and your reaction to being called names only increases in hilarity as time goes by.
What’s even better is that they plan on making another movie.
I look at Aliens vs. Predator like a Godzilla movie. Sure the dialogue sucks, but it means nothing. You’re not suppose to care about the people, all you want to see are the monsters fighting. Yeah, story is nice to have, but meh’.
Of course, the original japanese Godzilla: King of the Monsters had a TON of story. But that’s right, SOMEONE worked when we went to see it :evil:
In general, I’ve heard that godzilla movies are a lot less hokey in their original Japanese versions. Having seen only one, I couldn’t tell you. Point does stand though-AVP was a pretty good action movie.
Who goes to an action movie expecting a story driven tour de force? I want to see action, dammit.
Listen here you Kansas City Faggot, I know damn fucking well that your soul mission in life is to PISS me off, and well I can tell you for sure you did do that. I have been laughing my ass off at how much I have gotten under your skin, and though I know you are and were laughing your ass off too, you will lie to yourself and tell yourself I never got under your skin once, and that I do not scare you. I am here to bring you back to reality, I do scare you, you have been afread of me since you saw me. Let me fill you in on something now that the gloves are off, I cannot stand you and I am damn sure the feeling is mutual. Do not sleep, do not walk, do not breath, because if I am in the same fucking store as you are, or even the same fucking line at Burgerking I will, as sure as the sun rises, beat your little fucking ass to a mass of pulp. NO FRIEND YOU HAVE WILL SAVE YOU, do you understand BITCH. I HAVE HAD IT WITH YOU. Just incase you decide to DROP SOME BALLS, and to save you some time from asking everyone on the forum, I go to the Butterfly almost every Friday and/or Saturday, mostly Saturday. If you ever want to test yourself then by all means FAGGOT come call me a Furry, stand behind me, in front of me, to my side, Call me a Furry, See how far it will get you. I promise I will make it slow and painful.
Do we have a deal Faggot, hmm you fucking reject from a cow?s ass, why don?t you go back to Faggot City.
PLEASE just try it, just come and call me a furry PLEASE.
If you decide to be a PUSSY and bring friends just know that they will not save you. I will gladly take all the pounding I can from them just to put your sorry ass under my boot, Bitch.
Have a nice day, and dont forget to check under your bed at night bitch, i might be there.
I’ll tell you now, on the serious internet, the same thing I told you in person when you tried to puff yourself up at LTU. If you are going to start something, it will only end with me finishing it. These quotes I have compiled above are just the latest example of your asininity; “[my] “soul” [sic] purpose of pissing [you] off” is very amusing, as you lash out whenever you’re left alone for more than 5 replies. You don’t get “under [my] skin” any more than any other horse-porn-watching CVS2 halfwit. You try to goad me with these seemingly personal attacks, but really nothing you’re saying has been offensive; your delivery is consistently poor, your subject matter is typical and even if it was well-played, which to clarify it never has been, (get used to seeing that hyphenated in the coming years) its efficacy is negated by considering the source.
I won’t get into how hilariously bad “or even the same fucking line at Burgerking” is, and will just say I’m sure it would likely be a place where finding you would hold high probability. Your attempt at calling on me, with its lame e-posturing would work on a type like obot, maybe, but you see the “burden of proof” in this case is not a burden at all; you can make it seem like you’re the one who’s “ready,” and “oh noes! He’s gonna pulp me like the Kingpin!,” but “soyasset,” fatty, where were you the first time you tried this? Not at wizzards, where you said you’d be, I waited 2 hours. Oh, “something came up.” Ergo this “burden” is null; you can’t possibly be a threat or a burden in any way because you are completely outclassed.
It’s just not in my brain to be able to read what you write, or hear what you say, and acknowledge it as a level bit of discourse.
Now, as for you being “one step closer to the edge,” and “about to break,” apparently, let’s address this: what you say has no offensive effect on me, because it has no basis in empirical reality, and I have nothing to prove to anyone here. Yet what I say is clearly offensive to you.
Now why is this? Here’s a separated class of qualifiers for ease on the eyes:
You’re not a furry, and that you show qualities of one angers you, because you’re worried that other people know what a furry is, and that they’ll classify you as one from these similarities and shun you for it, but you’re not secure enough in anything to be able to say “hey, whatever guys” and mean it.
You are a furry, and your refusal is based categorically on your previous experience with people rejecting you based on it. Not secure enough to be anything but wrapped up in your insular identity, you’re forced to vehemently deny it, since non-standard sexual practices are always used as sources of derision, and the environment you’re trying to fit in is based in an alpha-male fist-on-face genre, with a head for dissection and strategy.
So when you’re called out on these qualities, you don’t just let them roll off you, because you’re worried people will believe me, and you’re incapable of not looking like a fucking idiot when it comes time to talk. It must be frustrating, but the only reason it feels that way, is because:
A. You have something to prove to people here.
As has come up before, there’s evidence toward this end, but the limitations here are such that the entire point could be summated in only recently being accepted (who knows why) from the “Oh, I’ve seen him at Obot’s”/“Oh, I saw him a few years ago playing some shit” group into the main. Now, no skin off anyone but you, right? Well, if that’s the case then you need to question why it is that this group you seem to be so wrapped up in hasn’t readily welcomed you. The answer will boil down to the fact that you don’t bring anything to the table. You play CVS2, at a mediocre level in comparison, and pretty much nothing else. You don’t have the facilities to hold tournaments, making anything you do in that regard either a loan from Obot, or an outsider in the players’ den. You can’t do anything for anyone, because everyone else already has the angle you might be able to provide covered, and really, you end up having to ask for everything anyway.
Example: We’re at LTU gaming, three idiots come down from their dorm with a laptop and porn. You leave gaming, and ask them where they got all this stuff. They tell you the internet, but you need it to a level of specificity that would make Obot say “what?!” so they tell you kazaa. The next day, you call me, using the number you got because you said you wanted to get your xbox done, and need your hand held through the entire kazaa process.
The only solution to this is to actually start believing in a positive manner that holier-than-thou JC bullshit you spout, and adopt that “I’m just as god made me” attitude. Be yourself, directly, think before you post, R>C>P and all that other shit, and just let the acceptance/non-acceptance be based on you, not on some preconceived notion of who should accept you for what, and when.
But aside from that, I’ll say it again here to confirm, no, Dominic, I don’t like you. When I first met you you were barely
tolerable, and first impressions are usually the right ones. Particular diseases are wrought all the more effective by their
resistance to antibodies, or simply the ability to close themselves off to white blood cells. I don’t take pride in my ability to shut you down left and right; I don’t “attack” you because you’re worthless, I “attack” you because “psychic vampires” like you are a cancer on the community, and whether or not others realize it, I do.