One time in the Starcraft universe there was a squad of marines who were sent to check out some zerg colonies who were starting to breed closer and closer to home. This had the squad worried as any other marine/civilian would have been.
This day was no different than any other days. These guys were tough. They had been placed at their current base of residence under Raynors command. If there were anyone out there to take care of this mission it was squad "Alpha"
Squad Alpha consisted of four members. David (Leader) Tommy (Engineer) Dominic (Heavy machinery) & Johnny (Medic).
On this particular day though, they were five. A former marine, named Jimmy was sent to join squad Alpha on their mission for unknown reasons. Jimmy was known back home for being a retard. He had been discharged a few years earlier for "misbehaving conduct" whatever that meant. Not that squad alpha cared anyway... They just wanted to complete their mission.
*Bang* -Tommy "Was it really neccesary for you to take that shot on their zerg egg David? Now you've startled the zerglings...
-David "I don't care. A dead coccoon is a good coccoon"
-Johnny "Hey guys! They're coming towards us now! Stop them!"
*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*
David took point behind a big rock. Lifted his head above and took a few shots at the zerglings coming towards them.
David had always had exceptional aim. He didn't miss a single shot.
-Dominic "Goddamn man, you sure took out those zergs allright!"
-David "Now let's go check out why they are coming to close to our base. This isn't normal... not even for zergs.
David takes a deep breath, *sigh* He's not too happy about the zerglings.
Squad Alpha proceeds towards the minor (former) zerg colony. Now dead, to David's exceptional shots. It's hot. very hot. The mar sara desert is unforgiving, but not unexpected. The entire Squad is tired of the heat, but they have to keep going. These guys are on a mission.
-David "Hey Johhny come look at this, this zerg egg is red, what's that about..."
-Johhny "You sure is right. I ain't never seen that before, that's crazy"
*Johnny proceeds to pick up the zerg cocoon*
-Johnny "There seems to be a zergling in the egg, well... a dead zergling that is"
-David "Dominic don't you have a container on you?
-Dominic "I sure do captain"
*After a very brief conversation it is determined that the red zerg egg is to be placed safely in Dominics container in order to bring it back to base to further investigate the possible contamination of the zerg egg*
-David "WHAT!? where damnit where"
You see. The specific area where squad Alpha had been stationed had a massive problem with banelings burrowing into the ground. Only then to unburrow and kill marines. A local marine named Patrick had recently died to such an attack in June, which further concerned other marines & squads such as squad alpha.
-David "I SAID WHERE"
-Jimmy "hahaha I sure got you good there ahaha. You guys should've seen your faces you guys looked crazy wahahah"
*-David proceeds to punch Jimmy in the face... Hard.*
-Johnny "David RELAX RELAX, He's just a dumbass, that's all"
-David "WHAT DID JONATHAN TELL YOU NOT TO DO BEFORE YOU GOT DISCHARGED HUH? NEVER F*CK AROUND WHEN YOU'RE ON A MISSION"
Jonathan used to be Jimmy's former chief back when he was still serving among the marines. Jimmy had made an unpleasant habit of fooling around about baneling attacks before. This mission was no different.
By now Jimmy was bleeding from the face. David, like any other marine, had a solid punch. The army gloves didn't exactly help ease the punch either.
-David "Why was this guy even sent to be with us, we don't need him"
-Tommy "Well captain that decision was not up to us and you know it was decided by higher command now let's finish this before sunset, we've wasted enough time allready let's get moving"
-David "Get up"
-Jimmy "Allright captain"
*Jimmy tries to hide the pain from the wound he suffered from the punch but is failing*
-Johhny "Do you need me to patch you up? I've got bandaids..."
-Jimmy "I'll be fine.... I.. think..."
Once the minor "Situation" had been cleared it was determined that Dominic head back to base with the contamined egg or coccoon as David calls it. They were not far from base and it was safe for Dominic to head back by himself.
After some more walking along the desert there seems to be no more visible signs of zerglings or zergling eggs.
-David "This is really weird, I don't like this one bit, surely the minor colony we saw near our base couldn't possibly have been the only one? They must get nutrition from somewhere but I don't see ANYTHING"
-Tommy "Could they be living underground?"
-David "Not permanentely"
-Tommy "So where are they coming from?"
-David "Well that's what we're trying to figure out right?"
Unfortunately on that day there was a sandstorm that seemed to be brewing up, and if there was one fact of matter that in place in that area, it was that nobody can venture safely in a sandstorm without the proper gear, which, of course, they didn't have at the time.
-Tommy "There seems to be a sandstorm brewing up... We need to get back to base pronto!"
-David "Obviousely we should, grab your gear fellas let's get outta here"
As the sandstorm was brewing up visibility became a challenge. Fortunately all marine squads are required to operate with some sort of millitary version of a satnav. Except this wasn't a navigation system based off of a satelite but a beacon located at the base. Given this information Squad Aplha could safely see in which direction they had to go in order to get back to base.
-Johhny "What's that bulky shadow over there?"
-Johnny "four 'o clock"
-David "I don't know, it's gotta be close... we should check it, but be careful, there could be zerglings... or even worse"
Proceeding towards the shadow. There seems to be a tiny spec of light, projected almost directly at Squad Alpha.
-Tommy "What is this glimmer I'm seeing?"
Nearing the shadow, David takes up his rifle, aims cautiousely, and moves slowly the last 6-7 meters to the shadow. Visibillity is next to nothing, they have to get close to know what they're facing, however paranoia seems to have gotten the best out of David,
-David "Guys stay back and cover me if there is anything, I go to it first. Capiche!?"
-Johnny "You wont see me contesting you on that captain. It's all yours"
Nearing the shadow. David sees that the shadow is infact a car, and old pickup that is. Probably lost in time from another sandstorm at an earlier time. There is no sign of skeletons in the car.
Squad Alpha proceeds...
-David "Guys it's all clear. It's just a car"
-Johnny "We really should check its contents. Could be valuable right?"
- David "I... Guess?"
-Tommy "There seems to be something in the glove box but I can't reach it through the door window and the door is slammed shut (sealed)
As David comes to help Tommy with the door Jimmy for some reason decides to check under the car...
A brief moment of silence is met by the gustling winds of the sandstorm. Followed up by...
-David "WOULD YOU CUT THIS SH*T OU..."
Davids eardrums gets partially blown out for a few seconds, everything is black. The smell of dust and old rusty parts with mostly dried up oil decrements fill up the athmosphere around them.
There had been banelings hiding under the car.
David still didn't know what exactly had happened. He was very confused.
Jimmy was dead, Johhny was severely injured. Tommy and David had only minor injuries due to being on the right side of the car.
Banelings must've hit Jimmy as he was checking underneat the car.
-David "What just happened. What.... just... happened?"
-Tommy "Banelings man. always the banelings..."
*-David reaches for his satelite phone*
-David "Checkpoint one, checkpoint one, I repeat checkpoint one this is Alpha Squad we've been ambushed by banelings 4,5 clicks southeast of your position over"
-Control "Uhh.... roger that... we have a small rescue team with one car available for potential escort... Any casualties!?
*-David starts assembling the situation by looking at the rest of his squad*
-David "We've got one dead and one injured over"
-Control "Copy that Alpha Squad we should we en route to your position any minute now, we'll reach you as soon as we can Alpha"
-David "Roger that, Alpha out"
I'm still in the process of writing part 2. Which will be posted once it's done. It will be much longer than part 1 as this is to be considered as an introduction to my fictional world.
Haţeg island was a large offshore island within the Tethys Sea and existed during the late Cretaceous period. Scientists have estimated that Haţeg island was around 80,000 square kilometers in size and that it was located around 120 miles from the nearest landmass. The island's isolation and less resources would have an affect on the wildlife that lived there. Haţeg island was an island ruled by dwarf dinosaurs -- an example of insular dwarfism. Various species of dinosaurs have been discovered here and most were just dwarfed versions of their mainland relatives such as Magyarosaurus dacas which was a small sauropod that only weighed a ton and grew to around 6 meters in length; extremely small for a sauropod.
Magyarosaurus wasn't the only island inhabitant... Various other dinosaurs like the raptor Balaur, dwarfed hadrosaur Telmatosaurus, and the dwarfed ornithopod Zalmoxes. With the lack of large predators here on Haţeg island a large azhdarchid pterosaurs, Hatzegopteryx took up the position of apex predator. Being able to fly, Hatzegopteryx was not restricted to the island. Above image credit goes to Vespisaurus.deviantart.
If any of my old friends on this website happen to see this and want to contact me for whatever reason, I can be found on www.supermariobrosx.org/forums under the same name. I'd love to catch up! Alternatively, my twitter is ToonQuill
I just recently discovered that there exists a Jurassic Park video game for SNES. I looked it up on YouTube, and it looks really super-fun, and I found some copies on Amazon and eBay for really good prices. The question is, should I buy it, or not?
I've been dealing with this ongoing battle of being manic depressive for the last 5 or so years. Not really asking for any type of help because I know the steps I need to take, it's just actually having the strength to take them. This is Moreno of a platform for me to vent a bit.
I've honestly just lost my sense of being and have became increasingly apathetic over the years and having increasing amounts of self loathing. I know everyone has their problems in life, but it takes a toll when you look back on previous years, reminisce, and think of how you could have tackled situations differently to avoid becoming hopeless. The things that's broken me is the fact I've become far more aggressive, and apathetic towards the ones that love me and only seek refuge in food or sex to feel any sort of happiness. I guess I should be lucky that I have enough willpower to not turn to drugs (although I have old friends who think I have) but I'm also not really happy with how I'm living. My situation hasn't really made me mentally better at all even though it's alll circumstances out of my control, yet I can't help but feel everything is my fault.
To end on a happy not, I'm thankful af for this place to still be here, I've made a few new friends here and I'm always checking here to see what discussions to be had despite my posting count. I'm just a huge lurker at heart. Anyways I've had a lot of shit going on in the past year and it's made me tired.
In 1982 Dale Russell put forward an idea: What if dinosaurs like Troodon continued to evolve and the K-T extinction never occurred? The hypothetical "Dinosauroid" had body proportions similar to that of a human with large eyes and grasping, three-fingered hands. The Dinosauroid would have given birth to live young and did not possess mammary glands so instead the mothers will feed her babies by regurgitating partially digested food. The Dinosauroid's skull was based off of Troodon's and how it could have morphed if it had a brain similar to that of a human's. Russell also speculated that its language would resemble singing birds.
Ever since this fictional creature was created it has received various criticism from paleontologists. Criticism includes the body being overly anthropomorphic and that its body would keep a more traditional theropod build (such as retaining its tail and horizontal stance). Troodon, in life, is often considered to be the most intelligent dinosaur to ever live. Troodon had recurved teeth like a predator, but the teeth were also serrated -- like that of a herbivore. Obviously this dinosaur was a carnivore, it had long legs, large eyes, a big brain, and sickled toe class like that of a carnivore, but it is possible that Troodon was omnivorous. Scientists will never know how non-avian dinosaurs would have further evolved because they died out sixty-five million years ago so all of this is mere speculation.
In my household, it was believed that as long as we only used one ROM at a time per copy of any one game we owned, ROMs were completely acceptable to use. Is this true, or have I been breaking the law?
I've been wanting to watch Jurassic Park for some weeks now, and I finally got to do it on Thursday! It has always been and will always be my favorite movie! :)
Today we're grilling in the back yard, and planning to watch the second and third movies this afternoon! I seriously doubt that they will be anywhere near as good as the first, but they should be pretty all right.
Chalicotherium is a genus of odd-toed ungulates that roamed in Africa, Asia, and Europe from the late Oligocene to the earlier part of the Pliocene epoch. Everything about Chalicotherium is weird...and wonderful. It had long arms that ended with mighty claws, these claws made it to where Chalicotherium was forced to walk on its knuckles like a gorilla and to support knuckle walking as a form of locomotion, fossils reveal bone growths that would have supported pads. Calluses on their rumps also suggest that Chalicotherium would sit on its rear for long periods of time while browsing; similar to pandas today. To help with a browsing lifestyle, Chalicotherium's lengthy arms and claws were used to strip down leafy branches so where the animal could chow down. These arms and claws are quite similar to that of a sloth's. Also, as these creatures reached maturity their incisors and upper canines were shed, leaving their muscular lips, padded gums, and tongue to crop the soft foliage where it was then passed to the short molars. Despite sharing characteristics with sloths, pandas, and gorillas... Chalicotherium was still an odd-toed ungulate which means this animal would have been more closely related to horses!
So here it is. The first time I'm nearing the end of something without knowing the continuation. I'm about to be unemployed. Got my last paycheck earlier in July. It feels weird. I still don't know what my next job will be. I do not fear my future though. I've racked up good savings and I'm in good hands. However, I need to find out what I want to work with and I gotta figure that shit out real soon. August 1st I'm not longer considered a working citizen...and it feels real weird.
I'm going to be posting my pictures in a special album in my gallery called "Zoo Trip". Each one will be labeled to the best of my ability and memory. :) They were all taken with my 3DS camera, so they might seem lower quality than they could be.
A large Tyrannosaurus could exceed 12 meters in length, possess 60 banana-sized teeth, and weigh up to 9 tons! But perhaps the most famous dinosaur of all time had one comedic flaw...tiny arms.
It didn't take long for people to deem the tyrant's arms as vestigial. And while it is true that their arms are proportionally small when compared to their body size and their exact purpose is unknown, but they certainly are not weak. A Tyrannosaurus' arm is about three feet long and according to bone size and muscle attachments... "The bicep alone -- and this is a conservative estimate -- could curl 430 pounds," according to Jack Conrad, a vertebrate paleontologist at the American Museum of Natural History in New York. Humans on the other hand are only known to max out at about 260 lbs. But at the end of the day, despite their sheer strength, the T. rex's arms weren't very flexible -- movements like twisting and rotating was impossible. "The T. rex probably couldn't have done the arm-wrestling move," Conrad says. "So maybe you could get him on a technicality."