Well, I recently bought LOTR:Battle for middle earth, installed it, clicked on play, this tiny startupscreen poped out, and -nothing-. The fact that the last thing I hear is an acces on the DVD makes me think that it depends on the fact that it has problems with the safedisk chunk. All of those \"handy tips\" on EA\'s support side didnt change the fact.

So does anyone know a work-around, patch or something to get this annoying problem rid of?

Well I know that this thread is weak, but I will ask you anyways.

Could you possibly correct any grammatical and in matter of typing right,

It may seem ridiculus to you, but well I think that it would really help me with my english (Well for I am a 14 year old austrian who has english as a must-to-learn thingy)

See it as call for assistance.

I am currently working on a katana (my weapon of choice) mesh, and want to make a nice texture for it.

I am using wings3d for it and wanted to know if/how to make textures in it, I wasnt able to save the UVmap I created anywhere.

[OOC]The backgroundstory of my charcter, Sirvion[/OOC]

The dark day,
A day on which the sun rises and sinks only once in a hundred years. This day, ages ago was the pollution, the pollution of Laanx\' pure body and her soul. Since that day, when the Kran were created, every one fears the time when the Azure Sun is absolutly dark.
Missbuilded animals could be found on days like these, their faces turned to crippled masks of horror.

 I had the honour to be born on one of this days. Misfortune, fortune,  destiny, chance call it what you want. My white skin, my white hair and my red eyes are some of the marks.

 I am unsure who my parents were and I dont want to know. I know enough to say that they did put me into an orphanage in the slums of a city at the second level. It was a live which no one deserves. My marks made me an outcast, I was hitten by the teachers, I was dishonoured by the other children. Many of the scars I bear come from this early years.

 All this thaught me much, That you have to remember, to be patient and strike at the right moment. To be like you are, instead of are like others use to be. That there is no balance, no fairness, that only the one who adopts to his situation survives.
Years over years passed. Years of loneliness. Years of despair. Years of pain.

 When a male Klyros adopted me. For no apparent reason he chose me to be his scholar. He was a swordfighter without any match. He thaught me well.

 I travelled through Yliakum with him. He thaught me the seven wisdoms, the seven wisdoms of the sword. And he brought me to the last bastion, the Enk Whar. A stronghold, deep in the labyrinths beyond the bronze doors.

 The first time in my life, I had friends, had a family, felt love. Well, love.

-They say that it is better to love and lose, dont they?-

 Her name was Ta\'Hari, she was a wellwisher, a healer.

 My skill with the sword became greater and greater. I rapiditly raised to one of the most honoured warlords, the frontline fighters of Enk Whar.

-The one who rises high falls deep, they say. It is true.-

 The last battle took place, hordes over hordes came through the gates, deep within the labyrinths. Waves over waves stormed against the walls of the last bastion. One after another fell, I myself, the second greatest swordfighter of the Enk Whar, was knocked down.

 I must have fallen into a pit. When I woke up, weak, more dead than alive, I realised that I was the only survivor.

 I burried each of them. The nameless Klyros, all my brothers, all my sisters, each single one and Ta\'Hari.
 
 When I digged her grave, and laid her, still beautiful, body, a long deep wound in her chest, into it, I won a new experience, pain, eternal pain. The wish to be dead, to lie among all those. Then I burnt the bodies, the corpses of those who stormed from beyond the deep caves.

 Once again I travelled. Travelled in the land, the land of the azure sun.

These Weapons were made in Wings3d by me:
a morning star:

a dager:

dual blades:

and the best i can do: Throwing stars:

Well I didnt add textures for now, and they arent really suitable for planeshift (wayto many polys. But if you like them   i would gladly make them with a lower poly again.

Well the first Little experiment reached after a quite huge ammount of posts a dead point in the story, and LondonWalker\'s Little experiment ended in HacknSlash, now I will give it a try once more.

Explanation: Quite some time ago I started a thread called \"Little experiment\". It was a small Pen & Paper RPG round, where anyone could be Dungeonmaster and anyone can join at any time.
It is quite simple: Someone gives a starting post, a situation. and anyone who feels to can now go out from that situation and writes an expansion, the next one expandes from this post and so on and so on.

Rules:
I.Dont make three word posts, you should at least make a post of 50 words.
II.Please make your OOC discussions out of this thread, else it would kill the attempt to make a story.
III.Keep away all the flaming, narcism, and so on ... this is a little thread anyone should enjoy not just some.
IV.Stay in character: At the beginning the character isnt formed much and his response can and shall be made by those who post here but later on he will get more and more characterized, please dont go against the characteristics made before you.
V.Read trough the whole thread! Nothing can be more harmful to this than someone who just postes merely ahead.
VI.Avoid a to huge ammount of combat. Combat can be exiting and fun, but to much spoils it.
VII.dont use shortcuts, smilies and symbols.

Form of thread:
- normal story as plane text -
make talking from NPCs cursive
make talking from the Player Character cursive and underlined

inventory: (a list of items the player has. Copy it at the end of the post)

Have fun!

Another of mine Recolors: The Grey Diaboli(Ywwn) *winks at Moon.



And a recolor of the Dermorian male texture for Aendar \"Shadowfax\", Skin brightened Hair blackend and made the Shirt green



Soon more will be added

Feel free to add screens of your skins in here.

Let us asume that time travel would be possible (I am not saying that it isnt)

You travel back in time and kill your father, you wouldnt exist in the future right? But if you dont exist you cant travel back in time to kill you father, which makes you exist once more and makes you travel back once more and kill your father once more, and so on, and so on.

Otherwise you travel into future and find out how the football championship ended. You bet all your money on one team. This team has lost cause of one player of the enemy team. So you go back to the point you have left and kill this player, which causes that your team doesnt lose the championsship. But now when you travel into future your team has won so you dont kill the player after travelling back.

So any of those situations ends in a infinitive function, which would make the world stuck in an eternal loop, cause due the tinyness of those actions the whole thing has a tiny change each time it repeats and all things would just start over and over again from the same situation.

So those paradox you often hear of wont destroy the world but make it stuck.

another thought of infinity:

a artist draws a picture, but he somehow feels that something is missing so he draws him self drawing the pic. Again he is missing something so he draws him drawing a picture on which he draws a picture.

Or another one:

Lets assume that you have a screen with unlimited pixel (1/infinity would be the largeness of the pixel) and a camera with such preferences. Then you connect the camera to the screen so it shows  the pic on the camera and then point the camera at the screen. What would happen?