So now that we're done with Christmas and resting from whatever the Hell we did today, it's time to give the final salute to this very hectic year and prepare for 2009.

A lot has happened this year for all of us. We've had the first non-white president in US history elected: Barack Obama. We've had the highest spike in gas prices ever, only to drop in price so quickly like the stocks of Enron. We've had the huge economic crisis here in the US, which may persist for a terribly long time, and may be a prelude to a Greater Depression, two events I hope do not happen.

Here, we'll discuss what has happened this year, and what might happen in the next. Hope to hear from you all.

Welp i wanna know what you guys got for Christmas and did you enjoy it.

Here is a vid for what i got
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mUMergKUAZk

But if you have Dial up and cant see i will tell you.

I got
A zen creative 4GB MP3 player (Just like an ipod)
Persona 4
Kingdom Hearts RE:Chain of memorys
Sketch pad
Notebook
Head and tales markers
Earseable color Pencils.

and its still snowing theres about a foot already

It's finally here. This behemoth of a game's in a demo stage. My latest and greatest hentai game to this date, I present to you the final game starring... Me.

Warning this game is rated AO due to extreme adult content, people under 18 are forbidden to download this game. Play at your own risk, game contains some shocking scenes and imagery.




This demo features many unique endings and about 2 hours of gameplay. That's only like 1% of the full game's length and size though.

*Optimal System requirements:

Windows XP/Vista (Not sure about Linux and other OS support)
Over 121Megs of free space
ATI Radeon 2600 PRO or higher graphics card with the resolution of 1280x800 or higher.
Surround sound system (With 4 speakers and sub woofer or better)


*Means no lag, and the outcome of the game quality being as good as intended. Lower graphic card has produced some lag at certain parts of the game and/or the music not sounding as intended.




3 years later after the most evil floating talking head, George had been killed MISTER BIG T was bored to death. Without any danger or threat to the world, he had lost a lot of his old strength and he had gained lots of weight. He was so bored that when he saw Evangelion run, he thought angels were going to destroy Tokyo that he left to save Japan from non existing danger, without food, water, or even knowing how to get to Japan!!

Due to his boat exploding though, he lost his memory and was drift to coast of Japan where he woke up.... And began his final and greatest adventure.




Due to the so many colorful characters within alrady in the demo, I'll summarize the two most important people only and one bad girl.

MISTER BIG T



Age: 24
Gender: Male
Species: Dragon
Background: Warning, extremely lengthy post, summarization of 5 of my game's plots.

Early days

MISTER BIG T was born after the great dragon wars, which saw the death of most of the dragon populate. His father, the demon king Senkan saved his life and rised him. MISTER BIG T lived happily with a dragon called Tiana and the two were married and she got pregnant for his child but humans slayed her. He discovered her deceased body soon after and vowed to destroy entire humanity.

MISTER BIG T recruited help from a young necromancer named Cain, who'd help him do the destruction. In exchange, MISTER BIG T helpt Cain with his experiments on eternal life and completing Cain's wishes. However, after this Cain betrayed the dragon and summoned help from heroes of the world telling about his master's plans. MISTER BIG T was slain after a horrifying battle with the world's hereoes but Cain realized during this time that he was too weak to conquer the world, even with the help of eternal life he just barely survived his encounter with the heroes.

500 years later later, Cain would find a man named Tidus who he aproached in a form a woman and asking his help. With the aid of him and a furry named Khimari, they defeated a guardian of the spot where MISTER BIG T was killed at and allowed Cain to go revive his old master. This was all just so his sister, whom also had the eternal life; black mage called Rosa had sexual encounter with MISTER BIG T and thus gained his powers. (Because everytime a decendant of ancient has sex, they gain their partner's powers thanks to the mana ammount in love juice being so big) After this, Cain had sex with his sister and drugged MISTER BIG T making him become crazy and think he was pirate and gain minor braindamage.

Warrior of the world


MISTER BIG T would be taken to a hospital where a hermaphrodite doctor named Jessie would cure him by slapping his cheek with her penis but a nurse caught her do this and she was cast aside from society for being a freak. MISTER BIG T felt sorry about how she lost her job and invited her to come visit himself in his homeland, Another Dimension.

There, he'd learn from his father that he was actually destined hero to stop a being of incredible powers known as Master. Master was world destroyer who always challenged world's finest warrior and after duel with them, would destroy the planet. He had waited thousands of years for his best challenge, who was actually MISTER BIG T. But MBT wanted none of this, he didn't want to save the world, he wanted to DESTROY humanity.

Before he could leave, his father told his old friend Anaboli was gone and when he met with his friend after huge re union and lots of stuff happening, a necromancer known as Lord Pain, Master's right hand man destroyed the entire castle MBT was residing in, also crushing Anaboli during the progress. MISTER BIG T swore he'd see to kill Lord Pain, even if it'd mean he'd have to kill Master and thus, save the world.

After a long time (and Anaboli turning up to be alive) he met with Lord Pain who killed Master. He then proceeded to murder Jessie in front of MBT's eyes. This enraged him so much that he turned into dragonite and summoned Super Nova against Lord Pain, who survived this strong move. However, then Lord Pain was revealed to only having been controlled by a higher power being named Zhobung who did all this just to become a god. Zhobung would attack the heroes and this would be the first time, MISTER BIG T fought a god. His powers were incredible but in the end, the heroes won thanks to Lord Pain's help.


Becoming the legend


Years later, MISTER BIG T was returning home after turning 18 when his porno magazines were burnt by person called Evil Dragon King. During following this ridiculously easy foe, Evil Dragon King was able to use invisibility magic to trick MBT into walking to a teleportal and destroying the teleport, thinking he had gotten rid of his old nemesis forever.

However after many odds and ends, MISTER BIG T returned only to see his castle in ruins, his slaves released, and all his porno stolen. This made him very angry, not to mention sad that all his friends seemed dead too. However, Lord Pain informed him soon that this wasn't the case but Three Gods of Destruction helpt Evil Dragon King.

During this time, MISTER BIG T also met a woman called Carolina whom he immediattely proposed to out of blind love. She'd join them and after many mishabs, they'd meet Evil Dragon King who'd reveal that Carolina was only a spy of her and slept with him because of his orders. Evil Dragon King, who had learnt the spell of absorption had grown from weakest being of universe into extremely formidable foe and he crushed Anaboli between heavy walls with his new powers.

MISTER BIG T and Carolina confrtonted Evil Dragon King, but not before they'd find out that Zhobung was actually still alive but in a new, improved body that Evil Dragon King made to him. After killing the foe again, they fought Evil Dragon King who had absorbed the Three Gods of Destruction and most of the world, thus becoming stronger than multiple gods combined. During the fight, he slayed Carolina. Evil Dragon King then taunted MISTER BIG T to face him off alone in a duel of titans before he changed into Great Dragon. The fight that nearly destroyed the entire existence itself was long and crueling but finally, at the end MISTER BIG T landed a death blow and once again, reigned victorious of a foe incredibly strong.

Starting new Family


Year later, Jessie would suddenly appear next to the bed of MISTER BIG T confessing her love to him. This did of course surprise him and he didn't believe her, making her cry and leave. As he left to find her, he found a woman with extremely large breasts and got side tracked off his quest. After the woman washing her back and sucking his cock, the two went to run few errands and they met drunkard who told them they should go kill Super Mario who had gone mad and had slaughtered entire city.

After killing the plumber, they rescued several prisoners. One of these prisoners was a missionary, named Michiko. She had been on a quest before she was captured and asked for the heroes to escort her. MISTER BIG T agreed and left the big boob lady to her luck (She became quad paralyzed later thanks to him never helping her find medicine) and they fell in love. It was then that the most evil floating talking head, George had sent his best men, Team Terminate to capture MISTER BIG T so his blood could fuel his new armor body. After destroying George's Eyeraar laboratory, the two fought against the head which was very evil and power hungry.

MISTER BIG T and Michiko got married and they got a son. This game continues three years after the events of this.

Cynthia



Age: 20
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Background: Cynthia is a hunter among her friends. She specializes in magic that helps during the hunt, such as sleeping magic. During one of their ventures, they one time decided to go visit a cave near Cynthia's home that they had never been to before, in search of an adventure. The cave proved to offer much more than that as it was the hideout of several inhuman, Humadrion demoness whom took all Cynthia's friends to be used in their sadistic funs. Only she was able to escape and while trying to find help, she came upon a mysterious male dragon......

Early days

Cynthia grew up with her mother after her father died during war, when she was little. Her mother taught her the ways of magic and made her promise to never use it against humans. Cynthia however, was still young and playful and one time when showing her friend the magic she could do, she accidentally hit her friend with a fireball. Even though her friend, Helga survived completely; Cynthia got depressed and devoted herself to using more pacifist like magic. Even though she can still use her strong magical spells, she preferes to just make her foes sleep instead of outright murdering them.

Meeting up with the hunters

During her adventures, Cynthia befriended several women who devoted their life to hunting and preserving nature. Cynthia was intriqued and hoped she was let in, along with her friend Helga thanks to their magical spells. The leader of the hunters, Valerie who had devoted her life to the Valkyrie goddess helped the girls train their fighting skills more. As the two continued to hone their skills, Cynthia befriended Valerie and they became close friends. The group would spend the next several years, hunting and exploring around the vast areas. The women had never entered the cave before the fateful day that'd change their lives, because of the immense evil radiating from it. Yet, the years had made them brave and foolish, and they had thought they'd be able to match the strength of any creature...

Xel

Age: ???
Gender: Shemale
Species: Humadrion
Background: Xel's an insanely powerful female, even by Humadrion standards. As with all Humadrions, she has dark complexion, extreme muscle mass, and she's a natural born shemale. The huge demoness enjoys nothing more than raping and defiling women, especially young human girls.

Early days

When Humadrions were still used as slaves, Xel was a hunter thanks to her strong powers. She met with the legendary Anaboli once, hunting the giant down only to lose to his power. The fight left Xel scarred and vow to devote even more of her time to training so no one under the sun could be stronger than her. After intense physical training for nearly 50 years, Xel was able to crush a giant with her barehands among other incredible feats of strength that not even her fellow Humadrions were able to. As such and because of her herritage, she was made into one of the chieftains and was given a cave where she'd reside with her closest troops where for many years, they'd capture many foolish adventurers and use them for their sexual pleasures.

Mistress of depths

Xel lived peacefully but was dismayed by the way how women usually ended up dying either from a pure shock or from giving birth to her demon brood. She came upon to their goddess, Feralzen for a consultation about the subject and what could be done. Feralzen suggested that all pregnanted women were to be turned into an inhuman, Ferribrind beings. These creatures, that were made from one half of a horse and one from the woman would be able to survive the birth progress of even multiple children at once. These beings were robbed off their very existence and wayXel was overjoyed and began to immediattely seek out new women to add to her collection of slaves, when Cynthia and her friends came upon her cave. She captured the women, eager to try making some new Ferribrinds....



* 100% Interactive gameplay! (Demo's interactivity is of course, vastly limited)

* Demo contains 6 unique endings, full version will contain at least four times that many.

* Create your own character!

* 100%Customizable stats. Aside MISTER BIG T's intelligence, that one's always low durrr.....

* Tons of unique art, colored by MISTER BIG T and done exclucifelly for this game!!

To do in full version;

* Ability to make planets, name them, fill them with life, and explore them!

* Ability to date many women in the world, ranging from humans to Nagas, and from Mermaids to even Hippo. Each dateable woman has a scenario spanning at least several hours in length. You may almost always leave your current girl and try and get a new one.

* More comedic sidekicks and much more npcs to interact with.

* Ability to make own hentai movies

* Hunger system, the more hungrier MBT gets, the more stats he'll lose, untill he's too weak to fight at all. After becoming very well fed though, he fights with twice the powers he'd usually have.

* Easter eggs, just like BIG T 4 was made 80% of secrets, I think this game will also contain a vast majority of Fan services and other things.

* Lots of graphical updates and general overhauls, based on the feedback I'll receive and such.











Download:

Note, you must be 18 years or older to play this game due to it involving heavy graphical scenes, sexual content, dirty language, and bad grammar. (Humor)

http://www.digiartistsdomain.org/Givemebeer/BIGT5.exe



You may and should review this demo, so I can improve on the things you've mentioned for the full version.



* In situations where violence isn't necesary, non violentic approach generally does grant you better xp than the fight.

* Helping Midna get liposuction is a good idea to do, even if you play as bad guy because of the benefits she gives to you.

* This game's battles can be masochistically hard. However, each boss has their unique weakness that you need to exploit in order to overcome your odds. Remember, no one's immortal, not even God of All Gods.

* Unlike in most games, using status altering effects such as sleep, poison, etc. Aren't useless.

* If you're having troubles making it through the first dungeon, here's a video to guide you through it.

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DarkChibi told me to relay this message, since he is leaving now for his brother *With the Lemon he requested me to do. Yes!* Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

Everyone feel free to post your Yuletide joy stuff here,

Commemorating the death of my beloved pet and friend, Dexter, who died December 21, 2006. Its been two years, and this day still affects me deeply. I'm certain I posted a similar thread last year, which was deleted in the whole... forum error thingy.

So here's this again. I just wanna say... I miss my puppy. From the moment we got him as a puppy, to the day I neglected to pet him goodbye one last time, I loved him more than I loved anyone before. He wasn't even my dog, he was my sister's. She insisted that we got him so hard (she kicked my dad in the groin) that we got him when he was still too young to be separated from his mom. He was a little fluffy white bundle with brown patches on his ears, and he was very, very sweet with his half-open eyes. My sister liked him cute, but it was me who took care of him every day. I bought a baby-bottle and hand-fed him milk, I cleaned up the tiny little puddles of urine that he left around the house so my dad and mom wouldn't get mad, and I always, always worried about him when he was scurrying around by himself, the tiny little fella...

A few months later, he was a good, energetic, healthy pup, his pink tongue always hanging out because he was always panting from always romping. The brown patches around his ears spread and engulfed both his ears. He was sweet as can be with those perky ears with flaccid tips, that slender tail that was always wagging, smooth on the top but fluffier on the bottom, and those adorable, pink little paws. His pink nose had blackened at this stage, and he was very fun to play with.

A whole year passed, and I proudly compared Dexter to other mutts. Had I been his mother, I would've commented on his looks with "You've become so handsome!". He was a good looking dog indeed, even for a mutt. The brown fur around his ears spread until he looked like he was wearing a chocolate-colored bandanna with holes cut for his eyes to see through. There was a blaze of white fur that cut the bandanna in half from between his eyes and ears. He had a good shape, his fur was soft and fluffy one the "elbows" and tufted up on his chest. He had strong legs, a good, medium sized build, white fangs, a healthy pink tongue, hazel eyes, and white fur dotted with light spots. His pawpads were black now, and he had become very loyal. But my sister lost interest in him when he grew. She only wanted him back then because he was cute and small. The up side? He became mine!

Raising him myself has brought him and I very close to each other. I learned a lot from him, his confrontations with other dogs, the way he wagged his tail when he heard me walking down the street, he missed me whenever I was gone. The way he whined when he saw other dogs (usually strays) trying to copulate was funny at first, and I would ruffle his ears or cover his eyes (he tried to watch, the little tyke!). But then, I thought... what if he was lonely? Maybe he wanted to be with a girl dog and make puppies and have a family? But I couldn't let him do that, not with strays. Strays could barely feed themselves as it is. So we patiently watched them do what dogs do together, learning. I looked like a nutter.

I learned more from him after my parents left me alone with my dad's aunt to take care of me and my sister. I didn't have any friends in the Philippines, not yet. My Tagalog (native Dialect) was very rusty, and everyone called me "Ingles-Boy". I was often bullied, to which I resulted in attacking verbally. I learned that I had a sharp tongue, and that usually leads to physical injury... or detention. When I get home, I would sit by Dexter in his spot in the garage, on his little clean patch of floor which I think he keeps clean so I could sit there with him, and tell him about my day. I'd tell him about my teachers, my nice class adviser, Teacher Chee. She was a nice woman who paid close attention to each and every one of her students, despite having 63 of us all in one class. I told him about my classmates, how they were funny, how they were mean, how they were different. I told him about the food at school, it was okay. I told him about the bullies, and my problem with my own native tongue. I learned that this helped me every time we "talked". He would either sit there silently, eyes on mine as I talked to him, or he would have his head on my lap as I absentmindedly pet him, talking, or he would be on his back, or have his back against the wall like I have (its funny because he's mimicking the way I'm sitting. Sure, I prop him up like that just for fun sometimes, but he stays that way.) or he would be lying on my lap, looking up at me patiently.

Talking to him made my life easier, I didn't care if he understood or not, it was nice having a friend to talk to. Even if just one, even if the he doesn't talk back, I appreciate him for not walking away while I talk. Then there are times when I'm crying, because I was so lonely, or so fed up with myself, or just plain hurt. He was a lot more concerned when I talked to him while crying. He would lick my faces, maybe just tasting my tears, but it was comforting. He licked my neck, my hands, my knee, my arm, my shoulder, he would just lick tenderly, as if comforting me. Sometimes he'd pounce and make me laugh. I love him for that.

My sister was always out with friends, and I was always at home alone. Even my grand-aunt was out with her bingo buddies. I let Dexter in the house when no one's around, and let him roam with me to my room where I shut the door, got him on my bed for a few hours and just talked or cuddled, or watched TV. When there were people home, I just sat with him. You see... he can't really leave his spot. He was chained there because he chewed our garden hose a couple of times, my dad beat him with the hose until I got in front of him. Poor Dexter whimpering and shivering, tail tucked between his legs... I got my dad to tie him in his spot instead of kill him, I promised he would be a good boy, he was, he IS a good boy. And so, he sat, ate, slept and stayed in his spot, except when I took him out to do his business. Sitting in the back with him, he was behind the bars of a gate, and I often lay there with him, talking and hugging. One day...

The neighbor visited my dad's aunt and said I was doing indecent things with him.

My question is... How the hell did she decide I was doing stuff with my dog? His spot is in the garage, behind the bars of two gates, the front gate, and the gate leading to the back of the house. In front of the back gate, is lots of laundry, obscuring my Neighbor's line of sight, so what the hell did she do? Use binoculars? Isn't that illegal or something?

I was forbidden to ever go near Dexter or stay with him too long ever again. It wasn't fair. He was the only friend I had, he was so close, and now I couldn't even lie down next to him, and hug and talk like we used to. I got depressed without anyone to talk to, without anyone to love. Time went by, and I made one friend, who I lost when I changed schools. Dexter was still my friend. I sneaked out back and sat to talk with him when I was POSITIVE no one, not even neighbors, were around. So it was usually at late night. I vented, telling him about how stupid I thought people were, how mean they were, how they spread gossip... I felt better, and his tail was wagging. I really did love him.

This went on a few times, and one day... I fell asleep in his spot. He draped himself over me and it was comfortable, despite the hard tiles. I woke up to yelling. My dad's aunt was swearing at me, a lot. She said I was a disgrace, I was filthy, she was disgusted, and lot of stuff. I felt miserable. I only fell asleep with him, nothing was wrong with that. Why were they all accusing me of doing dirtier things than that? I hated everyone. Now I wasn't even allowed to go near him at all, even to feed him. Dexter trusted me, and loved me, he never once bit me or hurt me. Not when I tugged on his ears, or his tail, or danced with him, or moved his food, or fed him from my palm, he was a gentle soul, but fierce when he felt like it. I settled for petting him goodbye and hello every time I left for school and got back. It was our thing, our bond of friendship, the only thing we could do as boy and dog that could not, would not be misinterpreted.

One day, December 21, 2006, I was running late for my school's Christmas party. The service (the guy who picked us up) was honking his horn, and I just couldn't cross my Lancer and pet Dexter goodbye, so I waved at him and went on my way. It was a good party, the few friends I had made were there, it was the start of Christmas vacations, everyone was happy. We played games, danced, talked, ate, exchanged gifts, it was all good. I went home at 12pm (having went to the party at 7AM) with two tubs of icecream. By now, I had a reputation at school and at home as "That guy who was never down". It was only because of Dexter that I'd never let them see me sad.

When I got home... Dexter was silent. He wasn't wagging his tail either.

I propped my things on top of my Lancer and went to pet him. But I froze. The floor was wet with yellow fluid... urine? He never pees on his spot... To my horror, he was draped over the horizontal bar on the gate, his leg had caught on the intricate metalwork and he was hanging, the bar pressing against his stomach, maybe his bladder or other organs. The liquid on the ground was viscous, sticky, like saliva, but thicker, clearer, and yellowish. It was then I noticed the speckles of blood... and the strand of liquid still oozing from his open mouth. His eyes were open, his ears were laid back... but he wasn't breathing.

I got him off the bars, gently, heart aching... I set him down where it was clean. He was climbing the gate like he normally did, going in front of it and behind it... but this time... his leg snagged. Maybe he was in a hurry? Was this because I didn't pet him goodbye? I never pet him goodbye... the one single time I didn't... he had gone. My puppy was dead. My teacher, my student, my father, my brother, my son- all that he was to me, he was dead. What if I had returned home sooner? Maybe I could've saved him! It was a horrible way to die... it must've been slow, it must've been painful... it must've been... it WAS my fault.

Who will miss me when I'm gone? Who will listen to me when I'm in pain? Who will show me affection and comfort when I'm hurt? Who will accompany me when I'm lonely? Who will love me in this god forsaken house? Who will I love? I couldn't show my pain to anyone, so I put a smile on, and trudged up to my room, where I closed the door, locked it, turned the TV on loudly, and cried myself hoarse.

And now in memory of the most important friend to me, even more important than any human I've ever met, even kinder, even friendlier, the forbearing, gentle and fiercely loyal Mutt, my Dog, Dexter... I dug up this cheesy music for when I bow my head and pray for him.

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If you've lost a beloved pet, whether dog, or cat, or hamster, or bird, or even fish, any pet at all, feel free to post here as well. And please remember the dog you've never met, who was always cheerful and patient with his freak of a master... Dexter.

To those who I talk to off MSG and what not, I am now using a broadcasting site where you can meet me online and see me as I speak with you and whatever.

If you like to check this out, my link goes straight to my broadcasting profile off justin.tv

http://www.justin.tv/goliathtall

This link will send you to my channel. I may usually be on at night or when ever no one else is here. You can join the broadcast and hang out and chat with me whenever you want if I'm on. If I'm not on, then you can just do whatever it is you do. Lol.

Lemme know if you like it!

To our newest Administrator, Lord Patamon, Happy Birthday! Thanks for all you do, and I hope you have an awesome day!

If this isn't in the right section, or gets out of hand, feel free to move it where it needs to be.

Looking at the swords I have in my meager collection, from a spat of Shop-At-Home binge shopping, I started to wonder...

Which sword would I prefer? The claymore on my wall? The Katana at the foot of my bed? Or maybe, the double-bladed axe in my closet?

Purely based on your opinions of edged weaponry, which weapon, out of any bladed weapon ever made, would you choose? Why?

It can be European, Asian, heck, even farming implements can be considered.

Personally, I prefer a scimitar. Sweeping blade, good length, and the overal design looks good.

With the huge amount of things happening here, I decided maybe I should share them with y'all on this special thread. My proud and desolate country presents the people we call the 'Typical Singaporeans'. I'm not one of them, gladly. :D

Here is a little something.

http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/singap...p?id=44872

Here's a little summary, STOMPer wants to buy some noodles, it was a cold day and was with son. Follows the queue to the stall selling noodles, but suddenly stupid old woman comes in to cut the queue and orders her food. STOMPer snaps photo of her for article snapshot, but stupid lady spots her and assaults her, giving her a bruise.

Beat that Jerry Springer. So there is another day in Singapore life. Please don't come to this country.