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General Discussion / Music system
« on: September 11, 2012, 08:26:57 pm »
This was what I wanted when creating Parallo in the first place. He made his spot in the Dark Empire first by writing marches and such for them. Lets see it. I tried looking for videos and I tried searching the forums for it. Maybe I missed it Can anyone save me downloading the game to see it by recording some sort of demonstration or linking me to one? It'd be much appreciated and you'd have my gratitude.

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The Hydlaa Plaza / Political stability
« on: April 07, 2011, 08:31:30 pm »
Hey you guys!

So loads of shit is going down over the world. What is happening in your country? We've been relatively calm in Ireland, given the economic situation, that Omagh bomber chap aside.

I'm sure whereever you are is more interesting. Tell us about it!

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Technical Help: IN GAME bugs (after loading world) / Texture problems
« on: February 06, 2011, 02:40:18 pm »
I'm having odd texture issues. They distort as the view moves. I've a Intel Graphics Media Accelerator HD (core i5) on Windows 7 if thats relevent. Here is a screenshot. Any help would be much appreciated.


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The Hydlaa Plaza / Rinny!
« on: August 08, 2010, 08:56:21 am »
Rinenud, Please come back to PS. We all miss you and your massive, humongous wit.

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The Hydlaa Plaza / Korean?
« on: January 20, 2009, 09:27:07 pm »
Anyone speak Korean? I wanted to get thesoundtrack from Sympathy for Lady Vengeance which you can supposedly get on the main site but it's tough to locate when you haven't a clue what it says.

http://www.geum-ja.co.kr/

Also, amazing film. Better than Oldboy.

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The Hydlaa Plaza / Directors
« on: November 05, 2008, 09:16:08 am »
Whom is your favourite film director and why?

Right now I'm torn between Gaspar Noé and Darren Aronofsky. They are, from what I have seen, the pinicle of technical and creative talent.

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I have only posted these to encourage Rinenud to make more. I stole them from the DE forum. Its everyone's favourite mad scholar, Ludwigus.





To: Emperor Sangwa

From: Ludwigus Descartium



Hail Sangwa,

It has been too long since we last spoke my old friend. Much has happened to us both. Oh how fortunes wax and wane! There you sit, the resplendent Emperor, while I sit here forlorn, having lost my hair and half my house. But I am forced to forgo pleasantries, and deal with a matter most grave. Though it pains me to do so Sangwa, I am forced to protest in the strongest possible manner about the continuing appalling behaviour of young Rinenud Ginat.

Now as you know, we scholars and wizards here at the Stronghold had high hopes that Rinenud would follow in my footsteps, the footsteps of his mentor, and pursue a noble career of secluded research. We were horrified when we learnt that instead the glitter and glamour of Hydlaa had attracted him. The news of his joining the Empire and enrolling with the Scholars Guild did alleviate our fears somewhat. Under your tutelage Sangwa, and with my invisible hand in the background, we were convinced Rinenud would achieve great things. Yet this morning I received and read his first book, “Sounds Too Familiar”, and in all my years I have never read such a scandalous piece of nonsense.

Though I am forced to admit that I cannot as yet find any substantial arguments to refute his attack on Levrus, I must nevertheless protest. For “attack” is exactly what Rinenud has indulged in here. Allow me to explain the protocols of philosophical discussion in the world of academia: one does not simply demolish the arguments of one’s opponents as we see in “Sounds Too Familiar”, instead one teases, one coaxes, one conducts one’s conversation behind closed doors away from the prying eyes of the unwashed masses. One most certainly does not one humiliate one’s peers in public like this. And not only has he the audacity to attack my dear friend Levrus, he has the gall to quote a servant to impugn my character. A servant! Sangwa, protocol insists I demand an immediate apology from you for this outrage.

Furthermore, I must complain about the boy’s conduct - conduct that is unbecoming of a scholar, let alone a gentleman. Two matters: first, it has been brought to my attention that young Rinenud is running around Hydlaa proclaiming himself as “Yliakum’s greatest philosopher”. Second, I am told that certain Hydlaa women of – how may I put this delicately? – of loose morals are proclaiming him as “the Mage with the Most”. On the latter sobriquet: I wish neither to dispute nor even to enquire into its meaning, but one of my servants has hinted at its lewd and lascivious connotation. I demand you speak to the boy about this matter and remind him of the high morals expected of a scholar.

And as for the former proclamation! Well my friend, excuse me for saying this, but how dare you allow the young upstart to run around saying such a thing? Do not misunderstand me, no one, least of all I, is disputing the boy’s incredible talent. We are all aware of the legendary story of his first ever utterance, and of how it shook the academic and religious world (despite the terrible tragedy that befell his mother), and we are all aware of his subsequent development and tribulations (a development in which I played a major role, I might add), but “Yliakum’s greatest philosopher”? The little egotist has written only one scandalous, tawdry little book and he thinks he is better than the rest of us? Better than Levrus? Better than me? His mentor and tutor for these last twenty years? I taught the ungrateful little whelp everything he knows!

Old friend, I ask you to consider your course of action carefully. I am aware that young Rinenud is on the verge of becoming a full Imperial. I ask you: is the above behaviour that which one would expect from a member of the Empire? I see neither Order nor Unity in his actions, only an undisciplined display of unfocused Power. Is he really ready to join you? I think not. I recommend you send him back to me, and allow me to lock him away at the Stronghold for at least another ten years. He is a risk both to you and to respectable scholars everywhere.

Yours in friendship always,

Ludwigus Descartium


PS I need some advice from you old friend. What exactly is meant by having someone in the sights of one’s crossbow? And what does it mean to notch someone up? And what by Laanx’s good grace is “a little black book”? I only ask because I hear that Rinenud has your beautiful daughter Morven “in the sights of his crossbow”, and that he intends “to notch her up” and add her to his “little black book”. What does all this nonsense mean? I totally despair of the youth of today; they speak their own impenetrable language.









To: Emperor Sangwa

From: Ludiwgus Descartium, Head of Philosophy, Stronghold (Retired)



Sangwa,

Beware the Kikiri.

I have received your letter, but the annoyances of Ginat pale into insignificance in light of a new threat. Beware the Kikiri, for they watch, they wait, and slowly and surely, they draw their plans against us. I suspect you will dismiss my latest theory, like those fools at the Stronghold who have forced me into early retirement because of “inconsistent behaviour”. But consider this: have you ever seen a Kikiri move? Have you? I thought not! All day, every day, there they stand in exactly the same position in the mansion gardens. It is not... natural. They are watching us constantly, and the minute we look back, they play the dumb little animal!

As I write this, I can feel the eyes of the Kikiri in the mansion garden upon me. I fear for my safety. In attempting to uncover their plans, I have dispensed with clothing (the rustling gives me away). I am attempting to sneak up on them, and catch them in their scheming. No luck so far alas, but they are not fooling me. I must be patient and persistent. Yes, patient and persistent. The servants as usual are of no help. They lack the intellectual power to understand what is at stake. All they do is smile and pat me on the head whenever I raise the matter. Sangwa, our hour of doom approaches; warn the Vigesimi.

Yours,

Ludwigus

PS I am now convinced Ginat is somehow in cahoots with the Kikiri. Maybe the ringleader? Watch him Sangwa, watch him very carefully.

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The Hydlaa Plaza / The Consolations of Action
« on: July 09, 2008, 05:33:37 am »
In his novel Nostromo, Joseph Conrad wrote: 'Action is consolatory. It is the enemy of thought and the friend of flattering illusions.' For those for whom life means action, the world is a stage on which to enact their dreams. Over the past few hundred years, religion has waned, but we have not become less obsessed with imprinting a human meaning on things. a thin secular idealism has become the dominant attitude to life. The world has come to be seen as something to be remade in our own image. The idea that the aim of life is not action but contemplation has almost disappeared.
Those who struggle to change the world see themselves as noble, even tragic figures. Yet most of those who work for world betterment are not rebels against the scheme of things. They seek consolation for a truth they are too weak to bear. At bottom, their faith that the world can be transformed by human will is a denial of their own mortality.
Wyndham Lewis described the idea of progress as 'time-worship' - the belief that things are valuable not for what they are but for what they may someday become. In fact it is the opposite. Progress promises release from time - the hope that, in the spiralling ascent of the species, we can somehow preserve ourselves from oblivion.
Action preserves a sense of self-identity that reflection dispels. When we are at work in the world we have a seeming solidity. Action gives us consolation for our inexistence. It is not the idle dreamer who escapes from reality. It is practical men and women, who turn to a life of action as a refuge from insignificance.
Today the good life means making full use of science and technology - without succumbing to the illusion that they can make us free, reasonable, or even sane. It means seeking peace - without hoping for a world without war. It means cherishing freedom - in the knowledge that it is an interval between anarchy and tyranny.
The good life is not found in dreams of progress, but in coping with tragic contingencies. We have been reared on religions and philosophys that deny the experience of tragedy. Can we imagine a life that is not founded on the consolations of action? Or are we too lax and coarse to even dream of living without them?
Discuss.

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Roleplaying (Communitive Storywriting) / Sounds Too Familiar
« on: July 04, 2008, 03:11:40 pm »
Sounds Too Familiar

Being a critique of Levrus Dahrenn’s theory of familiars

by Messrs. Raynald Minduri & Rinenud Ginat of the Imperial Scholars


Dear reader, we have no need to introduce to you Levrus Dahrenn, Hydlaa’s foremost wizard and scholar, and an honourable and learned man. We are tempted to say Yliakum’s foremost wizard and scholar, given Ludwigus Descartium’s tragic accident last month. Ludwigus, a renowned Xacha teacher at the Stronghold, and one of Yliakum’s foremost advocates of the Stalactite in an Endless Void theory, had a habit of locking himself in a dark cupboard. In this cupboard he would light a slow-burning candle. By staring intensely into the candle’s flame, Ludwigus would enter a trance-like state, clearing his head of all distraction. He would then spent all night developing the theories that have made him one of this land’s premier intellects. He was currently investigating the mystery of familiars.

Unfortunately, it appears that Ludwigus’ love of abstract thought was matched by his love of Xacha wine, and he last visited his cupboard in a state described by a colleague as one of “sublime alcoholic satisfaction” (or in the words of his elderly Dermorian head-servant: “He was so bloody sizzled by the sauce, his breath could have scorched the skin of a Kran at ten paces”). On this particular occasion Ludwigus’ trance-like state was achieved not by staring at the candle, but by falling asleep over the naked flame - with inevitable consequences. Although his servants rescued him from the ensuing fire, Ludwigus lost the western wing of the Descartium mansion, along with his hair and higher mental faculties. Authorities are considering charging the servants with neglect. Friends and colleagues of the injured scholar were quick to draw a moral from these events: good help is becoming harder and harder to find.

Let us pray that such tragedy never befalls our dear Levrus. An influential man, who counts the richest and most powerful of Hydlaa’s citizens as his clients, Levrus has published a new book, “Sounds Familiar”, which purports to solve the mystery behind familiars, small, seemingly untrained creatures which Hydlaa’s well-to-do now delight in parading continuously around our town’s Plaza, necessitating the average citizen to pay even greater attention to where they tread.

Friends: we come to praise Levrus Dahrenn, not bury him. For is he not an honourable man? Is he not a learned man? Is he not a seeker of truth? And if, in highlighting some trivial lapses of reason in his thinking, we should tempt you to think less of our esteemed colleague, we should be most shocked and upset. And pay no attention to the common citizen’s opinion of Levrus, many of whom have described him as “an elderly man who titters about his shop almost absentmindedly while talking to himself”. Ignore such scandal; let it not jaundice your view of our friend. Levrus claims to have solved the origin of summoning, to have discovered the original practitioners of summoning, and to have proved that familiars are not natural, but magic creatures. Let us examine these claims in turn.

Levrus bases his explanation of familiars upon the following quote:

“Words combined in subtler times, all the chimes will ring. On that ring cast the best of all sombre chants, net of hymns to bind, and find a friend with whom to prance away from all enmity, disaster or chance.” - Author unknown.

On this one quote Levrus claims to succeed where the scientists at the Observatory, the scroll-keepers at the Athenaeum of Ojaveda and the teachers of the Stronghold have failed: to explain the mystery of familiars. It takes a singular talent to base an entire theory upon a single, anonymous quote. What verve! Is he not an honourable man? Is he not a learned man? Levrus determines that “the references to chimes and sombre chants points directly to the Diaboli race”. His proof? The Diaboli apparently used a magic system on their homeworld that was musical in nature. And if it was musical, the Diaboli must also have chanted their magic, he states, and therefore this quote is proof that the Diaboli have a penchant for summoning familiars, a practice they have brought with them to Yliakum.

To the ears of the most casual of listeners, the above reasoning sounds ridiculous. First, there is no evidence that the Diaboli magic system was musical, and there is no evidence that the Diaboli chanted their magic. And Levrus gives no proof that such practices are unique to the Diaboli. But even were we to assume the premises were true, and that the practice were unique, his conclusion that the quote points “directly” to the Diaboli is invalid. A sombre chant is cast (and when has the adjective “sombre” ever applied to a Diaboli?), a chant which seems to be a summation of various hymns (and this from a race that runs at the mention of religion) all in order to “find a friend”. Levrus asserts that these lines describe the summoning of a familiar. How exactly they provide evidence for such a claim is left unclear. This is an unwarranted leap in logic on Levrus’ part. We suggest that what Levrus is pointing to instead is his own inability to think clearly.

Or rather we should suggest this, were this anyone else but the great Levrus Dahrenn. Levrus’ reasoning reminds the author of a visit he paid last week to poor Ludwigus Descartium, where he hoped to discuss the matter of familiars with the great man. Imagine this author’s surprise to find Ludwigus wandering naked in the grounds of his mansion, waving his arms frantically in the air.

“What by Laanx are you doing Ludwigus?” I asked him.

“What am I doing?” he replied, “Why, I’m scaring off the attacking Ulbernauts.”

“But there are no Ulbernauts,” I said to him.

He turned to me, smiled and said: “It’s working then.”

Clearly Levrus is exercising the same unique form of logic in Sounds Familiar. What a learned man.

Levrus proceeds to claim that familiars are summoned from the Diaboli homeworld (with no proof for this claim, it should be noted), are present in Yliakum for a short period, and then return to the Diaboli homeworld. But he states earlier that the Daiboli homeworld is “a blasted land full of smoke, fumes and lava where virtually no creatures could survive.” The familiars are not hardy creatures; how they could survive such a world is a mystery. After a paucity of logic, Levrus treats us to a flat-out contradiction. We await his clarification.

Finally, Levrus contends that familiars are not natural animals, but creatures created by magic. He notes that the Groffel has both a beak and talons, but hooves on its hind feet. Such an arrangement is “not natural”, and a sign that familiars are created magically. Similarly, a Yulbar is also a sign of magic, because its arrangement is very simple. Yet Yliakum teaches us that life takes many shapes and many forms, that there is varying levels of complexity, and that none is any more or any less natural than any other. Nolrithirs are elves, yet they have webbed hands, gills and lungs. Such a possibility may have been considered “unnatural” a few centuries ago. The Consumers that are so vital for our continued existence are incredibly simple organisms in comparison with some other forms of life, but no-one points to their simplicity as a sign that they are a product of magic.

To conclude: we do not learn the origin of summoning, we do not learn from where these creatures come, we do not discover to where they go, and we are none the wiser about how the summoner is able to call the same creature with each summoning. We leave the reader to ascertain whether our good friend has finally solved this mystery, or whether he deserves a space alongside Ludwigus in the gardens of the Descartium mansion.

Bibliography:
This Sounds Familiar - Mr. Dahrenn, available in the author's shop and the Imperial library

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The Hydlaa Plaza / Pilosophy jokes. (Read at your own risk. They're bad)
« on: December 11, 2007, 05:09:38 pm »
Some philosophy jokes. They may not be good but then again we philosophers haven't much to choose from.
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Descartes is sitting in a bar, having a drink. The bartender asks him if he would like another. "I think not," he says ... and disappears.




Jean-Paul Sartre is sitting at a French cafe, revising his draft of Being and Nothingness. He says to the waitress, "I'd like a cup of coffee, please, with no cream." The waitress replies, "I'm sorry, monsieur, but we're out of cream. How about with no milk?"




Dean, to the physics department: "Why do I always have to give you guys so much money, for laboratories and expensive equipment and stuff? Why couldn't you be more like the math department - all they need is pencils, paper, and waste-paper baskets. Or even better, like the philosophy department. All they need are pencils and paper."




A boy is about to go on his first date, and his father gives him the following advice: "If you ever don't know what to talk about, just remember the three F's: food, family, and philosophy. You can always start a conversation about one of those subjects."

The boy picks up his date and they go to a soda fountain. Ice cream sodas in front of them, they stare at each other for a long time, as the boy's nervousness builds. He remembers his father's advice, and chooses the first topic. He asks the girl: "Do you like potato pancakes?" She says "No," and the silence returns.

After a few more uncomfortable minutes, the boy thinks of his father's suggestion and turns to the second item on the list. He asks, "Do you have a brother?" The girl says "No," and there is silence once again.

The boy then plays his last card. He thinks of his father's advice and asks the girl: "If you had a brother, would he like potato pancakes?"




An engineer, a scientist, a mathematician, and a philosopher are hiking through the hills of Scotland, when they see a lone black sheep in a field.

The engineer says, "What do you know, it looks like the sheep around here are black." The scientist looks at him skeptically and replies, "Well, at least some of them are." The mathematician considers this for a moment and replies, "Well, at least one of them is." Then the philosopher turns to them and says, "Well, at least on one side."




An angel came down for a meeting of the American Philosophical Association. Greeting the assembled philosophers, the angel offered to answer a single question for them. Immediately the philosophers set to arguing about what they should ask. So the angel said, "Alright, you figure out what you want to ask. I'll come back tomorrow." And he left the philosophers to deliberate.

Some of the philosophers favored asking conjunctive questions, but others argued persuasively that the angel probably wouldn't count this as a single question. One philosopher wanted to ask "What is the best question to ask?", in the hope that some day another angel might make a similar offer, at which point they could then ask the best question. But this suggestion was rejected by those who feared that no such opportunity would arise and did not want to waste their only question.

Finally, the philosophers agreed on the following question: "What is the ordered pair whose first member is the best question to ask, and whose second member is the answer to that question?" Satisfied with their decision, the philosophers awaited the angel's return the next day, whereupon they posed their question. And the angel replied: "It is the ordered pair whose first member is the question you just asked, and whose second member is the answer I am now giving." And then he disappeared.




Overheard in 18th century England: "Did you hear that George Berkeley died? His girlfriend stopped seeing him."



How many quantum physicists does it take to change a light bulb?
Only one, actually, but it takes two DISTINCT steps. First, she must look in the general direction of the bulb (to collapse the wave function-you can't very well change a bulb scattered all over the room, now can you?!) and then replace it before she blinks.




How many Creationists does it take to change a light bulb?
Two: one to change it quickly, and one to point out that no transitional forms occurred at all.



How many skeptics does it take to change a light bulb?
Actually, they won't do it--they have no sense of urgency about the situation--they aren't sure they're really in the dark...




How many modal logicians does it take to change a light bulb?
In WHICH world?




How many fatalists does it take to change a light bulb?
None, why fight it?

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The Hydlaa Plaza / Drummers
« on: October 27, 2007, 04:21:57 pm »
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sX_Iij8Eyts,

One of the best drummers I have ever seen. Feel free to refute me with better drummers. As a drummer I personally think I could never amount to David King but others may disagree. Feel free to prove yourself :P

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The Hydlaa Plaza / Radiohead's new album's strange distribution
« on: October 05, 2007, 06:23:41 am »
http://blogs.pcworld.com/staffblog/archives/005587.html

Will this have an impact on the way the music business works? Pay what you want! Crazy! The only official announcment for the album was a post on their blog. Is it not slightly strange?

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The Hydlaa Plaza / Alternative Medicine
« on: September 29, 2007, 05:14:10 am »
So whats your take? Should the FDA, or your local version of it, allow people to market drugs without proper testing? Should anecdotal evidence suddenly become valid? Could market forces actually make real medice come out on top if unregulated? Chinese medicine, homeopathy, supplements. Anything! We need a nice serious discussion here again.

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The Hydlaa Plaza / We're in this together.
« on: May 17, 2007, 03:58:44 pm »
Pale Blue Dot.

This darn near brought me to tears. It does every time I read it. If people could only realise this sort of thing maybe we could set aside some differences in favour of common good.

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The Hydlaa Plaza / "newspaper" discussion
« on: April 22, 2007, 03:35:59 pm »
Following posts split from here: http://hydlaa.com/smf/index.php?topic=28392.msg327294#msg327294   --Neko
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I don't know what the point of that post was? Is there something wrong with the Guardian? Or are you refering to something other than the newspaper?


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