Hmmmmm...... what to add? what to add? ok. ok. I'm Male 16... enjoy the dark side of life...I find beauty in negative places...I guess I'm goth....Enjoy your stay in the dark.
It's been rather hectic at school these last few months, I haven't had much time to be on Moddb for a while, although I do quickly check out some mods. :) I logged on today and had 494 updates! :| WOW! Any way, there's not much to write about, hoping for another metal fest soon...
Not much news about South Africa either...
This is just to get this off my chest.
I'm so sick and fed up with this series, I mean come on, A vampire that feels love? How lame is that? Vampires are DEAD!! They feel no love,they feel no emotions, I mean look at Dracuala, a cold hearted killer that looks cool in a cape and black, the iconic Vampire look, then you get Edward or whatever his name is in Twilight, who does this whole pose without a shirt, and he sparkles? WTH is up with that? I mean seriously if you want to make a vampire thats got an awesome persona, look at the Vanhelsing Movie, with Hugh Jackman, I mean Dracula there was awesome, he had the Character down to a T.
Vampires only want two things, blood, their food, and Self preservation.
(16th August 2010)
(Intercepted transmission from 1st battalion, 5th Sfg.(Ghost Recon))
Eagle six, this is Ghost.
Copy Ghost. Go?
Enemy, insertion quicker than expected into A.O.
Enemy has disabled EIFE. **
Six, request evac at position two zero niner copy?
Ghost, that’s a Negative. You are to proceed directly to Tbilisi, to provide necessary ambushes, for the Russians as they enter the city. Over?
Ghost, once you have set up the ambushes, proceed to the signal that will be transmitted to your GPS systems at twelve zero hundred hours, tomorrow.
Uh, Copy that Six. When will we Exfil?
Ghost, that information will be made available to you latter, you have your orders, I expect repeated contact with you every 12 hours….Good luck Gentleman.
Eagle Six out.
**(Electronic Interference Equipment.)
Prelude to the 3rd world war.
Oil supplies are dwindling, America, has annexed Canada, in a bid for their oil, and for more land.
The second anniversary of the South Ossetian Conflict.
(Recorded Transmission from Sky News )
It is now 2 years on from the Russian Invasion of South Ossetia….
Were getting breaking News now from our Georgian correspondent Gerald Neilson
Uh, The Russians have attacked the Georgian Missile boat Priyapt. The Georgian president Mikihaal Sakashvili has decleared war on Russia in this aggressive attack in a time of peace.
(Recorded Transmission from Aljazeera)
We have breaking news from the Southern Caucasus Regions.
It appears that a Georgian Missile Cruiser has openly engaged a Russian Military Jet , destroying it….
The Russians retaliated by Sinking the Ship.
(10th of August 2010. 5 days before the Attack on the Russian Aircraft)
(Intercepted Transmission from 1st Battalion, 5thSFG.)
Eagle six: this is Ghost. Insertion successful, proceeding to objective Juliet. Over?
Ghost this is Eagle Six Solid Copy over. Proceed with caution. We have reports of Charlie’s in the area. Watch your six boys.
(Recorded Transmission from Russia Today.)
We are receiving unconfirmed reports of multiple explosions on petrol stations, and gas pipe lines in South Ossetia, the Russian Military is reportedly en-route to the Area, because of unconfirmed reports of U.S Army service men in the Area, it is unclear, whether this is part of Operation task Raven, a Training exercise by the American’s and Georgian Armies….
In other News……......
P.s This is a totaly fictional Story. I do not in any way want to insult or Disrespect any one in their belifes.
Any event in this story is total fiction. Except of Course for the Background Story (ossetian Conflict) But even so, I do not want cause any Conflict over what or may actualy have happend during the course of the war.
Some History of the South African National Defense force.
During the 1960's to the late 1980's during what is now known as Apartheid, the South African government deemed it nescessary for all 18 year old males of ALL RACES to be integrated into the SANDF. Failure to comply with recruitment was met with a jail term of up to 10 years.
The SANDF was involved with protecting it's borders from communism.
Hence the war in Angola, wich is reffered to the Border or bush war.
During this time S.A was under an arms embargo, from the U.N, wich is what led to the development of all our technology, including the supposed Nuclear weapons develloped by the Apartheid government.
Training was hard, and long for the recruits of the SANDF, but South Africa was fighting Communism, not black people in their entirety, the SANDF had virtualy no racism, we were all fighting for the same cause, to keep communism out of our country.
The SANDF had whole regiments comprised of black people.
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door —
Only this, and nothing more."
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore —
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore —
Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door —
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; —
This it is, and nothing more."
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"— here I opened wide the door; —
Darkness there, and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!" —
Merely this, and nothing more.
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice:
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore —
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; —
'Tis the wind and nothing more."
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door —
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door —
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore —
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning— little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door —
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."
But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered— not a feather then he fluttered —
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown before —
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
Then the bird said, "Nevermore."
Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore —
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
Of 'Never — nevermore'."
But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;
Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore —
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking "Nevermore."
This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!
Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he hath sent thee
Respite — respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! — prophet still, if bird or devil! —
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted —
On this home by horror haunted— tell me truly, I implore —
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? — tell me — tell me, I implore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil - prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore -
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting —
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!— quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted — nevermore!
—Edgar Allan Poe
Lets see..... Dark misty setting...light drizzle in the Air...wolves howling in the darkness....(ALL TRUE I TELL!!)
Any way, we had a blast... a couple of local mettal bands got together, and jammed last night...from about 8 oclock to about 20 to one this morning!! Yeaaaaah! My neck and lower back are sore today from all the moshing to the metal! Such an excellent night.
I won't easlily forget last night....it was just wow! I hope every one else enjoyed their halloween!!
Hey.....every one, I'm new here...
Ive been thinking of joining moddb for a long time now, and Ive decided to join.
I hope I have an excellent time here.
Enjoy your weekend, or what's left of it!!! ENJOY
Ok.....So a little info about me....
I'm South African, come from the eastern coast, I enjoy a gothic lifestyle heavy metal music, the Metal scene down here is GREAT!!
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