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[12:58] <aldriel-> kuvittelenko mä vaan vai onko noi tonzzan muijat aina jotain 16v? :D
[12:58] <Thomasss> true
[12:58] <Thomasss> :(
[12:59] <KouluDataba> mikä vikaa siin iäs :d
[12:59] <aldriel-> En mä ainakaan kestäis sen ikäsen kans :D
[12:59] <Thomasss> riippuu ihmisestä :)
[13:00] <Thomasss> yleensä en minäkää mut elämäni paras suhde oli -93 kans :D
[13:00] <aldriel-> :D
[13:01] <aldriel-> Kokeilin -92 kanssa mut hajos hermot senkin kanssa jo. :D
[13:01] <sillass> aldriel Tonzzasd:n muijat on aina jotain <16
[13:01] <Hopis> -92 ei mitää vikaa aldriel
[13:01] <Hopis> -93 aika kuumiksii kans
[13:01] <Hopis> :D
[13:01] <sillass> -92 ON IHAN LIIAN NUORI OMGLOL
[13:01] <Hopis> jos ne on lukios ni niihin voi koskea =)
[13:02] <sillass> ei voi :<
[13:02] <Thomasss> essi oli 15v ja yläasteel ku alettii
[13:02] <Hopis> tosin silti tyttö joka pääsee baareihinki sisää on aina parempi
[13:02] <Thomasss> :D
[13:02] <sillass> mä oon paras <3
[13:02] <Thomasss> no sä et otakkaa musta ukkoa ni joudun tyytyy b luokan naisii
[13:02] <Hopis> sä oot vaa semiletkee kasa pikseleitä mun tietokoneen näytöllä
[13:02] <Hopis> <3
[13:03] <aldriel-> Ottanu kyl ite sen et 91 on se minimi raja. ainaki täl hetkel :D
[13:03] <Hopis> kyl -92 menee
[13:03] <Thomasss> :D mul o -93 :p
[13:03] <Thomasss> ja -94 voi panna :D
[13:03] <Hopis> mut yhen -93 vois ottaa siks et se on iha saatanan kuuma
[13:03] <aldriel-> Ei Hopis, ei mene.
[13:03] <Hopis> :DD
[13:03] <Hopis> [13:03:24] <Thomasss> ja -94 voi panna :D
[13:03] <Hopis> touché
[13:04] <sillass> EI VOI
[13:04] <sillass> mun pikkusisko on '94
[13:04] <aldriel-> Ei todellakaan voi
[13:04] <Thomasss> no ei kyl voi :D
[13:04] <sillass> se on pieni ja söpö
[13:04] <sillass> PIENI
[13:04] <Hopis> :::::::::D
[13:04] <Thomasss> ei kestä pää :D
[13:04] <sillass> sehän on vasta 15....
[13:04] <Thomasss> mut jos ne ois hiljaa ni iha hyvi vois panna :D
[13:04] <Hopis> ei siihen kyllä vois
[13:04] <Thomasss> mut ku joutuu kuuntelee
[13:04] <aldriel-> :DD
[13:04] <Hopis> -93 aika minimi täl hetkel
[13:04] <Hopis> siinä ja siinä vaikka se yks onki tosi kuumis
[13:04] <Thomasss> pokaa se :D?
[13:05] <Hopis> vois kyl, se on kaverin pikkusiskon kaveir
[13:05] <Hopis> :D
[13:05] <aldriel-> You have to be this tall (-91) to ride :<
[13:05] <Hopis> kaveri*
[13:06] <Thomasss> no eli suht helppo :D
[13:06] <sillass> oootte hei ällöi
[13:06] <Sheikki> 15 tai 16 ei siin juuri karvaakaan eroa ole x)
[13:06] <Thomasss> kannustan vaa pojua tekemää jotai ei kuolaamaan .D
[13:07] <aldriel-> sillass: en mä ole :<
[13:07] <Sheikki> itellähän on tän vuoden heijari 16v-28v =D
[13:07] <Hopis> kavereiden pikkusiskot on aina kyl no-go, isosiskot on pop
[13:07] <aldriel-> :D
[13:07] <Thomasss> hyi :D mul o 15-34 :DDD
[13:07] <Hopis> mut ei oo vaa enää kavereit jol ois isosiskoi
[13:07] <Hopis> :-D
[13:08] <aldriel-> Joo, pikkusiskot on vaa vähä huono :D
[13:08] <Sheikki> Hopis pikkusiskot maybe, isosikost must to! :D
[13:08] <Thomasss> pikkusiskot o rox
[13:08] <Thomasss> paras vittuilu ikinä
[13:08] <Hopis> aldriel- niis on aina se isoveljen suojelusvaisto pelis
[13:08] <Sheikki> isosiskot jopa :D
[13:08] <Thomasss> no mut siskos oli tiukka
[13:08] <Thomasss> ::p
[13:08] <aldriel-> Hopis: niin on, ja sit kun kaveris viel tietää kuinka paska jätkä sä olet niin varmasti käy huonost :D
[13:08] <Hopis> ::::D
[13:08] <sillass> yyyy ällööö
[13:09] <Thomasss> sillas shh nyt vaa sunki sisäl o tiikeri joka haluis vähä lovea ;>
[13:09] <Sheikki> sillass ite oot ällö ;(
[13:09] <sillass> nii haluisinki lovee
[13:09] <sillass> mutku en saa
[13:09] <sillass> ja en koskis noin nuoreen :D
[13:09] <Thomasss> :---D en kyllä mäkää selvinpäi vaik tiukkaa onki .D
[13:09] <aldriel-> sillass: Millä ihmeellä sä et mukamas saa? :D
[13:09] <Hopis> Thomasss http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/v22939/344/30/n715061916_1640.jpg
[13:09] <Hopis> meniskö
[13:09] <sillass> pysyn himas irkkaamas 24/7?
[13:09] <Hopis> mä voin lövettaa sua
[13:09] <aldriel-> niin no.. joo. :D
[13:09] <Thomasss> sillass millo sul o lomaa?
[13:10] <sillass> Thomasss ööö... en mä tiedä? :D
[13:10] <Thomasss> Hopis jos pakko ois :D
[13:10] <sillass> :<
[13:10] <Thomasss> sillass ilmottele sit ni vien sut ulos :D
[13:10] <Thomasss> etitää sulle mies
[13:10] <Thomasss> legginsit ja tissipaita
[13:10] <sillass> en mä halua miestä :D
[13:10] <sillass> en omista legginssei
[13:10] <Thomasss> ps niil pääsee inssinki läpi
[13:10] <Thomasss> ;)
[13:10] <Hopis> Thomasss kaverin sisko, -95
[13:10] <sillass> pääsin inssin läpi huppari pääl
[13:10] <Hopis> :-D
[13:10] <Sheikki> Thomasss sillas haluu poikaa ei miestä ;(
[13:10] <aldriel-> Hahaha ;D

YUP - NyrkkeilijäTiistai 03.11.2009 17:49

Silloin tällöin tiskiin iskee vanha tuttu tunne
Että mitä helvettiä mä täällä teen?
Vahvana se jäyti nyrkkeilijää silloin, kun ne
Katsoi hämmästellen keskeyttäneeseen

Tyhjyyteen se tuijottaa ja poskipäätä pyyhkii
Otsan ammottava haava kääreen saa
Tiimi vaiti on, kun valmentaja hiljaa nyyhkii
Taisi olla aika vaihtaa maisemaa

Kotikaupungin katujen hiljaisuus kuin hauta
Ropisee kuin iskut julma sadesää
Nolattua suuruutta ei siellä kukaan auta
Niinpä nyrkkeilijä tyhjän päälle jää

Liika viina kovetettua kuorta lisää jääsi
Hanttihommat tyhjää täytä ei, ja kun
Astui kehästä, niin kehää kiertämään taas pääsi
Elämä loi loputtoman ottelun

Sitä vaikeaa on käsittääkään, kun


Nyt vaikka on kesäkin kuumimmillaan
On niin kylmää ja yksinäistä
Että voi viluissaan vaeltaa vaan
Edes lapaset ei lämmitä

Sitä, joka
Olla taisi
Eksynyt, väsynyt ja sekaisin

Joku toinen näki jotain urheilijain unta
Kilpalahjamökissään se hyvin söi
Hän sai poliiseja portilleen ja tupaan lunta
Suuri nyrkki hänet baarin tiskiin löi

Jos vain juoksi läpi tutun pururadan lenkin
Löysi silloin tällöin sateenkaaren pään
Löysi päivän lohdullisen ja aurinkoisenkin
Vaikka lähinnä jäi yötä elämään

Kantapöydässään kun piti yllä tietovisaa
Moni totesi: "Tuotakaan tiedä en"
Vaan kun itse kääntyi, katsoi elämäänsä risaa
Kysyi kaikkein vaikeimman kysymyksen

Ja myönsi: enää mistään mitään tiedä en

Nyt vaikka on kesäkin kuumimmillaan
On niin kylmää ja yksinäistä
Että voi viluissaan vaeltaa vaan
Edes lapaset ei lämmitä

Vaikka on kesäkin kuumimmillaan
On niin kylmää ja yksinäistä
Että voi viluissaan vaeltaa vaan
Edes lapaset ei lämmitä

Sitä, joka
Olla taisi
Eksynyt, väsynyt ja sekaisin

Eksynyt, väsynyt ja sekaisin

Yhtäkkiä se sama tunne silloin palaa
Kysyy: mitä helvettiä mä täällä teen?
Kun ei löydä omaa ihmistä, ei omaa alaa
Tuskin paikkaa, mihin laittaa makuulleen

Ryyppykaveri suo kulkukoiralle suojan
Nyrkkeilijä varastaa sen pistoolin
Silloin valtaa hänet viimein, kiitos taivaan Luojan
Usko siitä, että pian on paremmin

Se tahtoi uskoa, kun usein olikin niin

Eksynyt, väsynyt ja sekaisin

Eksynyt, väsynyt ja sekaisin

Olivat ne sata tai vain neljäkymmentä vuotta -
Jokainen on onnellinen vahinko
Pidempäänkin jatkaa toki voi, vaan miksi suotta
Jos on hanskat naulaan nostettuina jo?

Vaan jospa vihdoin sai aikaan
Tuo nyrkkeilijä vaitonainen
Sen suurimman nyrkin kanssa
Sen sovinnon?

Jos olikin ottelunsa
Juuri sen mittainen?
Me tiedämme: se oli elämää
Ja siinä aivan kaikki on

Siinä kaikki on

JälkimainingitLauantai 10.10.2009 16:47

Hyvinhän tuo ilta näytti menevän, känni oli kiitettävän hyvässä tilassa. Ainakin siinä vaiheessa kun lähdin seikkailemaan kotiin päin, jouduin kerholle jostain syystä routiolla.
Kyllä sit kotiinki pääsi joskus neljän aikoihin.

PöytäviinaPerjantai 09.10.2009 20:46

Nyt ollaan sit työttömänä joten mitenkäs tätä voisi paremmin juhlistaa kuin juomalla tikkuviinaa.

Katotaan mitä tästäkin illasta tulee.

Nyt ei voi käsittääTiistai 06.10.2009 20:13

En kyllä nyt saa päähäni että miksi kaikki TEINIXPISSSIXXAFHASJDBA valittaa gallerian uudesta ulkoasusta.

Se on SELKEÄ, paljon toimivampi ja reilusti uusia ominaisuuksia.

Opetelkaa saatana,

Levyt kävin ostamassaKeskiviikko 23.09.2009 09:31

Eli.. joo.. Eilen piti ostaa pelkästään The Beatlesin Abbey Road.
No miten kävikään, tulin kaupasta mukanani kyseisen levyn kanssa mutta mukanani oli myös Musen The Resistance ja Megadethin Endgame. Meni taas melkeen satanen sinne, mut hyviä levyjä kaikki.

Levyostoksia ostoksia.Perjantai 18.09.2009 09:34

Pakkohan se oli käydä Porcupine Treen The Incident käydä ostamassa. Saakeli mikä levy <3
Seuraava ostos olisikin sitten Musen uusin, eli The Resistance, ja ehkä myös The Beatles Abbey Road Remastered <3

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War - Chapter Two - TC-57Lauantai 29.08.2009 22:11

I headed north through Wellington, a ruined small town that had a supermarket, I didn't know what it was, but it had supplies. I decided to camp there for the night, since it was cold in the wasteland during the nights. I woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of someone rattling the markets door. I quickly shut the light and grabbed my 9mm, not knowing what to do. Horrific thoughts were running through my mind. Suddenly the door burst open and I saw three figures. They had weapons and handcrafted armor, one had a gun and two had somekind of melee weapons. They walked to the counters and stopped to chat, I just had to eavesdrop.

"I'd say that we got a pretty good catch from the merchant." On of them said. The largest one of them spoke next, I assumed from his posterior and his size that he was the leader. "It was too easy, like taking candy from a baby." He dropped the bag of spoils on the floor and continued. "I'm craving for a challenge. We should go for Paradise next." While he was speaking I was moving closer and by the time he had finished, I accidentally kicked down a can of beans, making a racket. They all heard it and the leader ordered the smallest, quiet one to check out the noise. I was hiding behind one of the counters and the small one started walking toward me with a baseball bat full of nails.

I rose on my knees and aimed at his head with my 9mm, took a deep breath, like I had been taught, and squeezed the trigger. All I saw was a flash in the darkness from the barrel of my gun, then I heard a grunt and saw the small one falling down on his back. The other two were startled for a moment and then they ran for cover. I heard a shout from behind one of the shelves, "Holy fuck! Someone killed Smith! Where the fuck is he?" By this time I had snuck behind one of the nearby shelves, then I decided to try and flank them. I slowly sneaked next to the shelf where I heard the shout come from, peeked behind it and saw the other two men with their backs towards me. I took two quick shots, one hit the smaller one in the back and one missed the leader. The smaller one hit the floor face first and bleeding heavily. Before I could take the next shot, the leader rushed at me yelling "I'm going to rip your fucking head off with my bare hands!" He leaped on me, taking us both on the ground, me on my back and him on me. He grabbed my throat and started strangling me on the floor. Somehow I still had a grip on my gun and hit him in the back of the head with the butt of the gun as hard as I could. He fell on the floor on his back, I stood up, aimed at his head and squeezed the trigger, I shot him execution style.

I stood there for a moment, my heart racing and I was just staring at the bloody body at my feet. I had shot him straight in the face, tearing his face apart and making him unidentifiable. The blood puddle under his head was constantly growing. Somehow I didn't even feel sorry for killing three people, I searched his body and I found a flashlight, some bottlecaps and shotgun shells. He had dropped his two-barrel shotgun when he rushed me. I walked to the shotgun, picked it up and noticed that the body next to it was still breathing. I loaded the shotgun, and shot him in the back of the head. It completely destroyed his head, there was just a bloody mess where his head used to be. I searched him too, but he was carrying nothing worth taking except caps. I didn't even bother to walk to the last corpse, he was dead, I was sure of it. I searched the bag of spoils, it had some caps, water and ammo for my 9mm. I took them, walked to my own backpack and took it, then I walked outside. It was still night. I knew that I couldn't stay in the supermarket any longer, because I didn't know if there were more of them coming, I guess they were using the market as a base of operations. I checked my compass, took a sip of water from one bottle and headed north.

I walked until dawn without stopping, my stomach started rumbling to the point that I had to eat something and took a little break to eat the contents of a box that was labeled "Macaroni and cheese". It tasted awful, but you'll eat pretty much anything when you're starving. I had walked for two days when I met another traveling merchant. I asked him for directions to TC-57, he told me that it was still a three days walk north from here. He also sold me a map that he had made of the nearby area. It had all the nearby towns on it and it cost me 50 caps. I thanked him for all the help and continued my journey. Mainly the trip in the wasteland was the same scene, deserted, with the occasional rubbled town. I slept only in the towns, sometimes waking up to strange noises the wildlife made.

The merchant told me that when I arrived at TC-57, I would know that I was there. After a few days I finally arrived, and surely enough I knew I had arrived at TC-57. It was an old army base with fortified walls, sparwling with life. I made my way to the main gate and proceeded inside. The feeling of a big city with organized security and merchants overwhelmed me. I asked a guard where I could sleep for the night, and he directed me to an old army barracks that was made into an inn. I bought a bed for the night and decided that I would start my search tomorrow, after a bed and a good nights sleep.
First things first, my name is Alyssa Catwell. I was born March 10th 1969, in Paradise. I had a rather happy childhood living with my mother, father left when I was born. To where, I do not know. I grew up in Paradise, inside it's walls, never setting foot outside it in my childhood. The older ones, usually the men, ventured out to scavenge food from the nearby ruined towns, and hunted animals for us to eat. Years passed by quickly, and I don't even remember half of my childhood. A few months after I turned nineteen, my mother died. Leukemia, induced by radiation.

That's when I decided to venture out of town, for the first time in my life, to get food for Paradise. I was given a gun, my first one ever, a simple 9mm pistol, in case of raiders or wild animals. I never fired a gun during that time, I guess we always got lucky. The food that we looked for was from the times of factories and manufacturing. Packaged in what they called cardboard boxes, or plastic. The water that we drank was tainted, radiated. If you found a bottle of pure water it was worth a lot. Traveling merchants also started visiting Paradise, the younger ones would always listen to their stories of confrontations in the wastelands. They also told stories of other cities, TC-57, Deliria, Underhalls, and other towns. The merchants also introduced a currency to us that they used in other towns, bottlecaps.

A year went by and we were celebrating my 20th birthday, as a gift I got a new backpack, for the scavenging trips. On the same day, a merchant came by, again telling new stories to the little ones. I decided to stop by and listen to the merchants stories. During one of his stories, I hear an oddly familiar name. Thomas Catwell. My mother never did tell me my fathers name but I had heard it somewhere, maybe the town elders knew something. I asked the merchant more about Thomas, and he said that he had spoken to him in TC-57, north of Paradise. He had heard that Thomas had been researching something very important and ground breaking in TC-57. I rushed to the town elders and asked to know my fathers name, and surely it was Thomas Catwell. I thanked him and started running home, the elders asked me something on my way out but I didn't hear it. When I got home I took my new backpack, packed it with some food, water, my trusty 9mm with some ammo and a compass. I left at the break of dawn, not knowing if I would come back ever again. I do have a home always, where ever I have my gun.

War - PrologueLauantai 29.08.2009 22:10

War... War never changes. It's always the same, fighting for resources, gold, oil, water, you know what I mean. This time, the war was for land.

Overpopulation was the key factor in all this, the fast growing population drove the earth into total devastation, a nuclear war. The largest nations went head to head against each other, just for pieces of land, but like I said... War never changes.

I, of course, hadn't been born when all this happened, in the year 1967. My parents survived the nuclear holocaust, but at what cost? Stranded and homeless in the wasteland. To their fortune, they met a handful of survivors, and founded a city near a water source from the wreckages.

They called it... Paradise.