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</span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (Jester983 @ Sep. 09 2002,1900)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">YES I KNOW! I ask for it last page too. Curse! I wish i had mod powers! Denoir/warin/SOMEONE plz close this thread!!!! THINK OF THE CHILDREN! Â <span id='postcolor'> </span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (Col. Kurtz @ Sep. 09 2002,18:56)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">Yet another thread that has gone way off topic. Started on predetor, question was answered on page 2, talking about Aliens now. Denoir, I call you to do the mighty duty of closing this thread! <span id='postcolor'> Oh, pipe down! Aliens, predetor, its all the same thing

No, but only a queen can lay eggs. In the begining of Alien3 you see a hatched egg all the way up by the cryo tubes, but the queen in the last part of Aliens never got past the docking area...

</span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (Red Oct @ Sep. 09 2002,03:09)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">i always thought aliens movies were always better especially Aliens 2 and Reserection<span id='postcolor'> Resurrection sucked ASS in my opinion. The only ones that were any good were the first two. The first one casue it was scary as hell the first time, and the second one just...cause.....it ruled pretty much. Even the third one was kinda pushing it. I dont know how that queen had time to lay an egg all the way up in that part of the ship when it was supposed to be hiding under the drop ship the whole time.

This is pretty old. Some guy posted about this a while back, and i tried it out. My final verdict was quite similar to Ralph's. OFP still has the lead!

Ok, heres the situation. I have this black hawk thats supposed to come and secure your position with infantry its carrying when you call for it. Theres no set location for you to meet it, its just supposed to go wherever YOU are, so i am trying it by putting its waypoint directly on the player, as well as the waypoint of the squad thats in it. The problem is, they never go directly to you. They just go to the last place your waypoint was. Like, if i call for them, and then i start to move around to find cover for example, they just go to the place where i was when i called them. So how do i fix their waypoint on me so that it never leaves me and they always have to follow it?

I can get the camera angles, movement, placement, etc myself, but one thing is a problem to me. This is going to be activated repeatedly by a radio trigger and I need it to scan random sectors of the area. A sweep will last about 6 seconds, and then i need it to switch back to gameplay. Anyone know how?

I just need to know if any have ever been known to carry first aid kits, thats all.

Come visit Strongbad at wonderous nature locations such as "The Mound"! and..."The Stick"! LOL!!!

Still havent figured this out. Anyone know?

</span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote </td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">What do you look like?<span id='postcolor'> More machine, now, than man...twisted and evil...

The command reference has been down for quite a long time. Does anyone know when it will be back up, or if theres another one?

</span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (KaRRiLLioN @ Sep. 06 2002,11:25)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">I have a zip with several editing things in it, including the unofficial COMREF. http://www.aggression.org/karr/editinginfo.zip<span id='postcolor'> Thats gotta be one of the most useful things iv ever seen for mission editing. Thanks, mate

They NEVER go prone. Ever. Never seen 'em do it once. I tell them to cover a direction, they dont prone themselves. I tell them to hold position, they dont prone themselves. I put them on RECON mode, and they dont prone themselves. Even when engaging enemies, they never prone themselves. Now, at first i thought this might be because they prefer acting alone and i was putting two on a team, so i tried the same shit with only one sniper, and he NEVER went prone. Sorry i sound a little pissed, but this just baffles me. Why wouldnt they go prone? Anyone have any insight?

Thats quite odd, my inbox is empty

Yeah, that'd be great, but i need YOUR e-mail address first, so i can put it in my address book, otherwise you wont get through.

</span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (Tex [uSMC] @ Sep. 05 2002,15:10)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">> 1.Go to this Amazon review: http://www.amazon.com/exec....5575354 > 2.  Read the description of the toy. > 3.  Read the first customer review. > 4.  Now read the other customer reviews in light of the first one. Remember mods, its all in your heads  <span id='postcolor'> </span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote </td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">the Nimbus 2000 features a grooved stick and handle for easy riding. Enhancing the excitement are the vibrating effects and magical swooping and whooshing sounds the broom makes when on<span id='postcolor'> And it got a 5 for durability! ......ghk!......GHKAA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAAAA

*shakes head slowly, walks away*

yeah, but it was funny while it lasted

My opinion is that, yes, they really are great, and sidearms are something that should have been there from the begining, but, better late than never i guess Other than that, some arent that realistic. The beretta should be called the M9 and should hold 15 rounds, the glock17 should hold 18 rounds, and i think they really should have put in a silenced M9 for black ops instead of the glock.

Ahhhh, gracias

huh..............ok, how about half and half?

Could have sworn it was raining, but there wasnt a cloud in the sky. The sound i heard was gunfire. The raindrops were bullets and pieces of red hot steel. With no medivac, all we could do was hold off as many on-coming enemies as we could until we either died, ran out of ammo, or something else happened that might break the spell. I didnt really have time to think about the third option. My squad leader was behind a large rock, giving orders and firing shots when he had targets in sight. I shrunk, from the moment i landed. I was now all of about four feet tall, five at the most, keeping my head as low as possible. I made my way down to the left of where we were, to some shrubs and what appeared to be a slab of old cement. I mounted my rifles silencer to keep the muzzle flash as hidden as possible. I set up the bipod on a low rock, and started scanning. The bushes kept me hidden, while the last of a dying wall provided mild protection. It was as if the air screamed in terror as each mortar passed through it. You just knew that each of the screams would be followed by an explosion. And you prayed that the explosion would be as far away from you as you thought the scream sounded. The mortar teams were most likely out of sight, relying on forward observers for data on targets. I fealt it in my best interest to look for anyone with a set of binoculars. A reflection caught my attention. I tried to see anything around it that looked like a uniform, but it was very dark and shaded. Then, a wooden stock cought my view, and it was clear to me. I leveled my zero point on a spot just below the reflection and fired. The spotting scope flew out of a now bloody hand as it fell back like it was reaching out to take the airborne looking glass with it. The action on my rifle cycled, and i was back to reality. With a deep breath, i gathered myself and started looking again. "Two-six, two-six, get your ass up here, the lieutenant's been hit!". I got moving as fast as i could while still covering myself. I tried my hardest to run back up the bank to where the rest of the men were, but the best i could mannage was a lumbering plodd as my feet sunk through the wet snow and into the sandy soil below. When i got back, i saw our medic with his hand on the lieutenants hand. The lieutenants hand was on his chest which was now growing more and more red with his blood. "I have to get him stable, but i cant move him. I need you to take his position and cover me!", he said. I nodded, and set up shop on the rock he was behind, and got cracking. There were so many of them. Far more than i was able to see from my previous position. I didnt have time to think about artillery observers anymore. I was now holding off, with the help of our other men, what looked like a companys worth. It had occured to me that its not exactly ideal to take a position where a man was shot and nearly fatally wounded and start fighting there myself.

</span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (Tex [uSMC] @ Sep. 05 2002,14:37)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">yes.<span id='postcolor'> Yes, it describes some sort of element, or yes, it describes something more specific?

We came up over a ridge and through the fog to see a most ominous scene. Bodies peppered the ground below, both NATO and Taliban. My back clung to the open door of the chopper, by my harness holding me in place, allowing me a front row seat to the most realistic shooting gallery imaginable. I scanned the rocks and boulders with my scope, waiting for a chance. I got one, no, two. A mortar team setting up shop at 10 o clock. I motioned to the pilot to steady out a bit so I could set up the shot. I peered through and viewed the two men. Definitely not NATO. They were indeed armed however, which could mean only one thing to me. I leveled the crosshairs on the white of one of their uniforms and fired. For a second, I could have sworn I saw the bullet in mid flight, almost as though it slowed down just for me, signaling me with “Nice shot, Goldman!†Almost immediately after I fired, I was slightly alarmed by the loud whir of the M134 as it tore out into the scene in front of it. As soon as I came to my senses a split second later, I looked back up to where I fired and the second man was gone. Hiding somewhere. Only a splat of red on the rock behind it remained. We circled around what looked like a pod of gunfire shooting out from the center until we could get close enough. I slung my rifle, and brought out my other scope. I looked down to see an intense face waving to us for help. “Its them! Friendlies, 9 o clock!†My own voice seemed so distant and insignificant compared to the constant beating of the rotors above. I knew my squad leader could read my lips, however. His voice had a much more potent effect. “Alright, Bring it down!!â€. With that, we landed. We were able to set down about fifty meters from the entrenched troops. When we got low enough, we dropped the ropes, and hit the dirt. I released myself from the harness, took hold of the rope and slid down. My squad leader almost directly parallel to me on the other rope. My hands were numb from the ropes vibration on them. If it hadn’t been for my gloves, Corporal Twivlesen wouldn’t have been the only in need of a medivac. We made it to the desperate remnants of the squad. “Medivac is coming, they should be about three minutes behind us!â€

Nope, not that one. I'm talking about the un-official one. See, the official ones are useful for knowing whats available, but they dont give you any of the syntaxs. Basically, they just tell you what you have, but not how to use it.