Fruitpunch

let me take a guess and tell me if I am right ``` Dim Target If Int(Damage) > 0 Then If Int(GetPlayerTarget(Index)) > 0 Then Target = GetPlayerTarget(Index) Call DamagePlayer(Index, Target, Damage) Else Target = GetPlayerTargetNPC(Index) Call DamageNPC(Index, Target, Damage) End If End If Call Buildup(index) End Sub [code] And then the same for the spell [/code] ```

@SoiWilliamSoi: > I've done something similar, I worked out, then ate a Philly cheese steak sub and a red bull. =/ it made me want to throw up. The world calls them philly cheese steaks In philly we just call them steaks xD

It sounds sweet. Let me know when the low level grinding is gone and I will bring legions of old Ultima Online players since it sounds a lot like UO.

you guys realize that rooster is a block for a thing that only males have…..

umm omfg marsh…I think I have just generated the funniest thing in existance. > It all started when our cliche, protagonistic figure, Guy, woke up in a foxy forest. It was the seventh time it had happened. Feeling exceedingly angered, Guy stroked a dull pencil, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Unaware of the bleakness of existence, he realized that his beloved rooster was missing! Immediately he called his so-called friend, Laura. Guy had known Laura for (plus or minus) 200,000 years, the majority of which were saucy ones. Laura was unique. She was plucky though sometimes a little… abrasive. Guy called her anyway, for the situation was urgent. > > Laura picked up to a very mad Guy. Laura calmly assured him that most disease-carrying chipmunks shudder before mating, yet Indonesian devil cats usually exotically yawn *after* mating. She had no idea what that meant; she was only concerned with distracting Guy. Why was Laura trying to distract Guy? Because she had snuck out from Guy's with the rooster only ten days prior. It was a exotic little rooster... how could she resist? > > It didn't take long before Guy got back to the subject at hand: his rooster. Laura cringed. Relunctantly, Laura invited him over, assuring him they'd find the rooster. Guy grabbed his hammock and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Laura realized that she was in trouble. She had to find a place to hide the rooster and she had to do it deftly. She figured that if Guy took the Jap Trap, she had take at least eleven minutes before Guy would get there. But if he took the dodge viper? Then Laura would be ridiculously screwed. > > Before she could come up with any reasonable ideas, Laura was interrupted by seven funny-smelling wiener dogs that were lured by her rooster. Laura sighed; 'Not again', she thought. Feeling worried, she recklessly reached for her banana and fearlessly backhanded every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the magical cornfield, squealing with discontent. She exhaled with relief. That's when she heard the dodge viper rolling up. It was Guy. > > ----o0o---- > > As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at IHOP to pick up a 12-pack of dull pencils, so he knew he was running late. With a hasty leap, Guy was out of the dodge viper and went exotically jaunting toward Laura's front door. Meanwhile inside, Laura was panicking. Not thinking, she tossed the rooster into a box of wolverines and then slid the box behind her George Foreman grill. Laura was frustrated but at least the rooster was concealed. The doorbell rang. > > 'Come in,' Laura wildly purred. With a deft push, Guy opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some dimwitted zealous...zealot in a hippie-pleasing hybrid vehicle,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Laura assured him. Guy took a seat nearby where Laura had hidden the rooster. Laura shuddered trying unsuccessfully to hide her nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' she blurted. But Guy was distracted. A few unsatisfying minutes later, Laura noticed a oafish look on Guy's face. Guy slowly opened his mouth to speak. > > '...What's that smell?' > > Laura felt a stabbing pain in her ear when Guy asked this. In a moment of disbelief, she realized that she had hidden the rooster right by her oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A insensitive look started to form on Guy's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's ninja stars from when she used to have pet man-eating capybaras. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Guy nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Laura could react, Guy thoughtfully lunged toward the box and opened it. The rooster was plainly in view. > > Guy stared at Laura for what what must've been eleven seconds. Unaware of the bleakness of existence, Laura groped earnestly in Guy's direction, clearly desperate. Guy grabbed the rooster and bolted for the door. It was locked. Laura let out a flamboyant chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Guy,' she rebuked. Laura always had been a little dimwitted, so Guy knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Laura did something crazy, like... start chucking ripened avocados at her or something. In a tragically predictable turn of events, he gripped his rooster tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels. > > Laura looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Guy. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame seven days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly she felt a tinge of concern for Guy. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Laura walked over to the window and looked down. Guy was gone. > > ----o0o---- > > Just yonder, Guy was struggling to make his way through the magical cornfield behind Laura's place. Guy had severely hurt his shin during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral wiener dogs suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the rooster. One by one they latched on to Guy. Already weakened from his injury, Guy yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of wiener dogs running off with his rooster. > > About three hours later, Guy awoke, his scalp throbbing. It was dark and Guy did not know where he was. Deep in the humid lemur-infested moor, Guy was scarcely lost. Duly ecstatic about the looming crises, he remembered that his rooster was taken by the wiener dogs. But at that point, he was just thankful for his life. That's when, to his horror, a shrunken wiener dog emerged from the secret vineyard. It was the alpha wiener dog. Guy opened his mouth to scream but was cut short when the wiener dog sunk its teeth into Guy's double chin. With a faint groan, the life escaped from Guy's lungs, but not before he realized that he was a failure. > > Less than eight miles away, Laura was entombed by anguish over the loss of the rooster. 'MY PRECIOUS!!' she cried, as she reached for a sharpened ninja star. With a careful thrust, she buried it deeply into her ear. As the room began to fade to black, she thought about Guy... wishing she had found the courage to tell him that she loved him. But she would die alone that day. All that remained was the rooster that had turned them against each other, ultimately causing their demise. And as the dew on melancholy sappling branches began to reflect the dawn's reddish glare, all that could be heard was the chilling cry of distant wiener dogs, desecrating all things sacred to virtuous men, and perpetuating an evil that would reign for centuries to come. Our heroes would've lived unhappily ever after, but they were too busy being dead. So, no one lived forever after, the end. :'( > > LOLz!!1 > > *** L337 Story Generator v1.0 > *** Written by Derek Clark. Copyright © www.the-elite.net ~ 2004-2005 > *** Forever pwning with earnest. > > http://www.the-elite.net/---/story/ OMFG LMAO…...

that sucks you know her…My first date was a blind date and I was so fucking horny that night...luckily she was too xD Now that girl is one of my closest friends xD

still not working here is what I have In NewChars ``` Call PutVar("Fight.ini", "CHARS", GetPlayerName(index) & "", "0") ```In OnAttack ``` Dim Target If Int(Damage) > 0 Then If Int(GetPlayerTarget(Index)) > 0 Then Target = GetPlayerTarget(Index) Call DamagePlayer(Index, Target, Damage) Call Buildup(Index) Else Target = GetPlayerTargetNPC(Index) Call DamageNPC(Index, Target, Damage) Call Buildup(Index) End If End If End Sub ```In Scripted Spells ``` Dim Target If Int(Damage) > 0 Then If Int(GetPlayerTarget(Index)) > 0 Then Target = GetPlayerTarget(Index) Call DamagePlayer(Index, Target, 50) Call PutVar("Fight.ini", "CHARS", GetPlayerName(index) & "", "0") Else Target = GetPlayerTargetNPC(Index) Call DamageNPC(Index, Target, 50) Call PutVar("Fight.ini", "CHARS", GetPlayerName(index) & "", "0") End If Exit Sub ```In Buildup ``` Sub Buildup(Index) 'Part of Fruitpunch's alternative combat system If GetVar("Fight.ini", "CHARS", GetPlayerName(index)) < 5 Call PutVar("Fight.ini", "CHARS", GetPlayerName(index) & "", "GetVar("Fight.ini", "CHARS", GetPlayerName(index) & "") + 1") Else Call PlayerMsg(index, "You may use a finisher", 4) End If End Sub ``` Thanks for the help everyone I appreciate it.

A clanmate of mine linked me to eclipse and I liked it and joined.

@Anna: > She's cute. agreed

@Anna: > Ugh, don't hint at this sort of stuff it gets the idiots excited and expecting more than what's in it. > > I changed that feature for something else that's actually in place. Im not an idiot just an idiot when it comes to coding(probably because I spent maybe a day learning and didn't give it a second though)

@Anna: > Raven? >  hmm I want to what happened after that picture…did it happen to involve tongues? Also Ghost I got dibs on ivy already

who's gwen? probably before my generation I am assuming

If I missed anything could a mod please edit in thanks. For me its objects. It brings so many possibilities to crafting.

@[SB: > Ninja-Tech link=topic=38178.msg366446#msg366446 date=1234200880] > taht sounds so epic > > and its even more fun with voice chat and when you can make plans and the ppl ur fighting with are friends and what not Yeah I was a Sorceror so I would just AoE like crazy and have my Zealot friend heal me.

hmm… ivy from batman minus the plants

whats the cut for veteran anyway? I joined in 2007 but I disappeared to fix my personal life

I joined November of 2007 Just after TE Final came out

uggh still isnt working

@[SB: > (PWN) link=topic=38224.msg366356#msg366356 date=1234190556] > If she's wearing lipstick, say > "Can I borrow your lipstick?" > If she says yeah, go for it and eat her face. so doing that also my ex stomped her second best friend for kinda wrecking our relationship. Dont ask…or do?

my comp can run Crysis on high res xD

@azkanan: > Way too cheesy. It sounds like a line. > > You want to say something from the heart, what you feel, not something recited. > > And when I say by the heart, don't blurt out you think her overbite is goofy, or something XD. > > I tell my gal she's beautiful every day and she goes giggletastic every time. XD She does this cute thing where she giggles and hides her face :]. holy crap my first gf did that too lol. Also I think the five cents thing is better as pickup line…ive used it at parties multiple times and it usually led to making out. Just tell her she is astoundingly pretty basically what desiderum said.

@[SB: > (PWN) link=topic=38224.msg365607#msg365607 date=1234129048] > Dude… No.. lol funny typo

@Anna: > If the girl likes older men and you take her to see Taken, Liam Neeson might get her engine purring for you! > :cheesy: :P Hmm *goes to find a girl who likes older woman*

@kris_hole: > you missed off the End Sub in the build up sub. ahh that I did. I'll put that in and test it later I guess.

well I mean a word like that I used hot because thats the word of choice around here but some girls might find that word sleezy. Heres a good one tell her that if you had a nickel for everytime you saw someone as beautiful as her you would have 5 cents.