spacetoaster posted:

http://www.nbcnews.com/news/world/u-s-may-launch-strike-if-north-korea-reaches-nuclear-n746366

Wise Learned Man posted:

Somebody repost that cringeworthy Wulf Knight "We have already won; we have triumphed over hate" melodrama post with the huge signature.

his nibs posted:

http://kotaku.com/star-citizen-3-0-update-coming-in-june-will-add-moons-1794357581

'kotaku" posted:

The crowdfunded project has raised over $146 million to-date, and despite its fair share of delays, the single-player campaign was due out last year, the leviathan of a space-sim seems to be creeping along at a not entirely petty pace. Updates 3.1 and 3.2, expected later this year, will introduce even more planetary exploration, including underwater caves, as well as the ability to apparently drown in those caves.

Lack of Gravitas posted:

It's going to be great for my immersion when the NPC anti-collision pathfinding means no matter what table I sit at, the NPC's all avoid me and choose to sit at other tables. Just like high school

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Fatkraken posted:

is it 1000 yet?

trucutru posted:

X-Wing was really good but had a few issues which brings us to...
Tie Fighter, which was an almost perfect game for the era. If you upgrade the graphics it would still be considered good & playable nowadays, it is that good.
The Wing Commanders were crap in comparison. Extremely simple and limited, but they were a *multimedia* experience so a lot of children loved them. Nobody would ever play them nowadays.

D_Smart posted:

I can't wait for this poo poo-show to collapse. Doxing is nuthin'. Just wait and see what I do to these fuckers one by one. That's why, as I wrote here this morning, I have dossiers on ALL of them. By the time I'm done, doxing will be the least of their worries. They keep forgetting that I'm worse than a dog with a bone, and that I have a long term memory, and also not the forgiving type.

The Titanic posted:

Or we could just focus on the crazy people at CIG inspiring all this nonsense and just ignore, laugh at, or communicate with while simultaneously not trying to wreck people's lives because they have a controversial opinion.

Foo Diddley posted:

Wonder if there's a QCS thread crying about this yet

Hav posted:

Limited items, too. Seriously, this is some top notch marketing. Scummy as all hell, but you have scarcity, extra fees...

So apparently you can't buy a cap with anything else. You can't buy a shirt with anything else. Truly ruthless.

Maldoror posted:

A long long long time ago, in Japan was a painting artist that was famous for his beautiful and awesome painting. He became so famous, that the Shogun of the region ask to bring the artist to his castle. In no time the painter was bring to the castle, and then, the Shogun, ask the artist to paint something that was never paint before; something that no one has ever made or ever see before, and he want's the artist to paint in front of him so he can enjoy the painting process.

The artist accepted the challenge but ask one favor to the Shogun, wait for 10 years before he actually create the paint, the Shogun started to yell that was not acceptable! 10 years! but finally, after calm down, he accepted the favor.

10 years later, the artist came back to the castle to paint for the Shogun. He put a beautiful piece of rice paper in front of him, then he prepared some very special black ink from is own made, and finally get his best paintbrush. Then, in less than a second, he draw a perfect freehand circle on the paper. The circle was just incredible, awesome, absolutely no default, every one in the room was staring at this awesome circle on the paper, but suddenly, the Shogun got a terrible anger. He ask his personal guard to kill him by decapitation. Then, the Shogun said that all artist's family has to be sent to jail immediately, and he will go to get them personally with his personal elite guards.

When the Shogun enter painter's house, he stopped at the open door, looking inside, what he was seeing was just insane, millions and millions and millions of rice paper, the house was full of paper with circles on them, bad circles, some not finished, some that line do not match at the end, all circles were not perfect circles, when the Shogun enter the house and found even more rice paper in the back of the house, then, he understand that he did a terrible mistake by killing the painter.

He understand that the painter trained for 10 years drawing circles, days after days, hours after hours, the painter's was training himself, just for being able to please his Shogun, when the day arrive, with something that was never made before. Then he started to cry, and said that all painter's family and all upcoming new born in family will be placed under his protection for life being. When the Shogun get back to his castle he ask that the painted circle to be put in front of his bed, this way, he can remember every morning the terrible mistake he did by killing the painter who was able to draw a perfect freehand circle that's no one as ever done...

Next time you are going to say Star Citizen as no released date, it's vaporware, it's a scam, or there's no game, please remember this story and told yourself that something that was never made before takes times, efforts and sacrifices.

Fly Safe!

ps: English is not my mother tong. Thanks You.

Golli posted:

Many years ago there was an Emperor so exceedingly fond of new clothes that he spent all his money on being well dressed. He cared nothing about reviewing his soldiers, going to the theatre, or going for a ride in his carriage, except to show off his new clothes. He had a coat for every hour of the day, and instead of saying, as one might, about any other ruler, "The King's in council," here they always said. "The Emperor's in his dressing room."
In the great city where he lived, life was always gay. Every day many strangers came to town, and among them one day came two swindlers. They let it be known they were weavers, and they said they could weave the most magnificent fabrics imaginable. Not only were their colors and patterns uncommonly fine, but clothes made of this cloth had a wonderful way of becoming invisible to anyone who was unfit for his office, or who was unusually stupid.
"Those would be just the clothes for me," thought the Emperor. "If I wore them I would be able to discover which men in my empire are unfit for their posts. And I could tell the wise men from the fools. Yes, I certainly must get some of the stuff woven for me right away." He paid the two swindlers a large sum of money to start work at once.
They set up two looms and pretended to weave, though there was nothing on the looms. All the finest silk and the purest old thread which they demanded went into their traveling bags, while they worked the empty looms far into the night.
"I'd like to know how those weavers are getting on with the cloth," the Emperor thought, but he felt slightly uncomfortable when he remembered that those who were unfit for their position would not be able to see the fabric. It couldn't have been that he doubted himself, yet he thought he'd rather send someone else to see how things were going. The whole town knew about the cloth's peculiar power, and all were impatient to find out how stupid their neighbors were.
"I'll send my honest old minister to the weavers," the Emperor decided. "He'll be the best one to tell me how the material looks, for he's a sensible man and no one does his duty better."
So the honest old minister went to the room where the two swindlers sat working away at their empty looms.
"Heaven help me," he thought as his eyes flew wide open, "I can't see anything at all". But he did not say so.
Both the swindlers begged him to be so kind as to come near to approve the excellent pattern, the beautiful colors. They pointed to the empty looms, and the poor old minister stared as hard as he dared. He couldn't see anything, because there was nothing to see. "Heaven have mercy," he thought. "Can it be that I'm a fool? I'd have never guessed it, and not a soul must know. Am I unfit to be the minister? It would never do to let on that I can't see the cloth."
"Don't hesitate to tell us what you think of it," said one of the weavers.
"Oh, it's beautiful -it's enchanting." The old minister peered through his spectacles. "Such a pattern, what colors!" I'll be sure to tell the Emperor how delighted I am with it."
"We're pleased to hear that," the swindlers said. They proceeded to name all the colors and to explain the intricate pattern. The old minister paid the closest attention, so that he could tell it all to the Emperor. And so he did.
The swindlers at once asked for more money, more silk and gold thread, to get on with the weaving. But it all went into their pockets. Not a thread went into the looms, though they worked at their weaving as hard as ever.
The Emperor presently sent another trustworthy official to see how the work progressed and how soon it would be ready. The same thing happened to him that had happened to the minister. He looked and he looked, but as there was nothing to see in the looms he couldn't see anything.
"Isn't it a beautiful piece of goods?" the swindlers asked him, as they displayed and described their imaginary pattern.
"I know I'm not stupid," the man thought, "so it must be that I'm unworthy of my good office. That's strange. I mustn't let anyone find it out, though." So he praised the material he did not see. He declared he was delighted with the beautiful colors and the exquisite pattern. To the Emperor he said, "It held me spellbound."
All the town was talking of this splendid cloth, and the Emperor wanted to see it for himself while it was still in the looms. Attended by a band of chosen men, among whom were his two old trusted officials-the ones who had been to the weavers-he set out to see the two swindlers. He found them weaving with might and main, but without a thread in their looms.
"Magnificent," said the two officials already duped. "Just look, Your Majesty, what colors! What a design!" They pointed to the empty looms, each supposing that the others could see the stuff.
"What's this?" thought the Emperor. "I can't see anything. This is terrible!
Am I a fool? Am I unfit to be the Emperor? What a thing to happen to me of all people! - Oh! It's very pretty," he said. "It has my highest approval." And he nodded approbation at the empty loom. Nothing could make him say that he couldn't see anything.
His whole retinue stared and stared. One saw no more than another, but they all joined the Emperor in exclaiming, "Oh! It's very pretty," and they advised him to wear clothes made of this wonderful cloth especially for the great procession he was soon to lead. "Magnificent! Excellent! Unsurpassed!" were bandied from mouth to mouth, and everyone did his best to seem well pleased. The Emperor gave each of the swindlers a cross to wear in his buttonhole, and the title of "Sir Weaver."
Before the procession the swindlers sat up all night and burned more than six candles, to show how busy they were finishing the Emperor's new clothes. They pretended to take the cloth off the loom. They made cuts in the air with huge scissors. And at last they said, "Now the Emperor's new clothes are ready for him."
Then the Emperor himself came with his noblest noblemen, and the swindlers each raised an arm as if they were holding something. They said, "These are the trousers, here's the coat, and this is the mantle," naming each garment. "All of them are as light as a spider web. One would almost think he had nothing on, but that's what makes them so fine."
"Exactly," all the noblemen agreed, though they could see nothing, for there was nothing to see.
"If Your Imperial Majesty will condescend to take your clothes off," said the swindlers, "we will help you on with your new ones here in front of the long mirror."
The Emperor undressed, and the swindlers pretended to put his new clothes on him, one garment after another. They took him around the waist and seemed to be fastening something - that was his train-as the Emperor turned round and round before the looking glass.
"How well Your Majesty's new clothes look. Aren't they becoming!" He heard on all sides, "That pattern, so perfect! Those colors, so suitable! It is a magnificent outfit."
Then the minister of public processions announced: "Your Majesty's canopy is waiting outside."
"Well, I'm supposed to be ready," the Emperor said, and turned again for one last look in the mirror. "It is a remarkable fit, isn't it?" He seemed to regard his costume with the greatest interest.
The noblemen who were to carry his train stooped low and reached for the floor as if they were picking up his mantle. Then they pretended to lift and hold it high. They didn't dare admit they had nothing to hold.
So off went the Emperor in procession under his splendid canopy. Everyone in the streets and the windows said, "Oh, how fine are the Emperor's new clothes! Don't they fit him to perfection? And see his long train!" Nobody would confess that he couldn't see anything, for that would prove him either unfit for his position, or a fool. No costume the Emperor had worn before was ever such a complete success.
"But he hasn't got anything on," a little child said.
"Did you ever hear such innocent prattle?" said its father. And one person whispered to another what the child had said, "He hasn't anything on. A child says he hasn't anything on."
"But he hasn't got anything on!" the whole town cried out at last.
The Emperor shivered, for he suspected they were right. But he thought, "This procession has got to go on." So he walked more proudly than ever, as his noblemen held high the train that wasn't there at all.

TheAgent posted:

the agent has been found to be a goon

D_Smart posted:

trucutru posted:

Emergency hatch.

AP posted:

DarkRefreshment posted:

Those mocapping sessions from the toilet, after the team lunch at Chipotle, are really paying off

Amazing Zimmo posted:

WTF happened to this dudes eyes? Is that the result of reading the fourth stimpire text too much?

Sappo569 posted:

Is this what mocap at the imaginarium looks like when finished? dear god human faces shouldn't look like that

or was this one of their amateur mocap sessions directed by lando behind the dumpster

I'm gonna make you a starrrrrr, yeah that's the face we need now... T POSE!

Sappo569 posted:

Crytek will be there though lol

thatguy posted:

Virtual Captain posted:

On a scale of 1 - 10. How much fidelity?