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October 19th 2008 - Well, as I'm sure you all noticed, Adversity is having some issues. We randomly converted to Zetaboards and lost nearly everything. All our old codes, including our AC, is completely gone and never to return. Not only that, but our skin disappeared with it, though I luckily have the images saved in my Photobucket account. For now I am just trying to get AV looking decent again so we can re-open. Also I will be searching for some new codes to replace the old ones. It may take a while, but I want to thank you all for being here and supporting AV during this. I know it sucks xP Also, thanks everyone who's helped me so far, I can't tell you all how much I appreciate this. -Koz. |
-How to make tables work in Zetaboards. -Money code that works, Dae supplied me with 2 but both of them don't appear to work. That's it for now. I will add things to the list as I think of them though, so keep checking in! |
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| Topic Started: Jul 26 2008, 11:29 AM (155 Views) | |
| Kalial | Jul 26 2008, 11:29 AM Post #1 |
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[dohtml]<center><img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa35/Sigath/Kalialtable.jpg"> <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="10" style="width:448px; border:0px solid #978edd; background-color:#a9856f; background-repeat:no-repeat; "> <tr><td> <div align="justify"> <font color=#544237 style="font-family:verdana; font-size:11px; line-height:13px;"> <br><br> OOC - Murrr....>><br> Word Count - 1070<br><Br><Br><Br> I do it for the drugs! I do it just feel like I'm alive! Her voice hummed along mentally and she nodded her head to the internal tune. There wasn't much else to do in this damn quiet. She could speak a blink, couldn't sing or talk to releive the intense, pounding silence that was made by the absense of a voice of any kind. But by now she was used to the silence of which she traveled in. She couldn't stay long with others. They usually got a little mad when she didn't say anything. She rolled blue eyes. Stupid gits. Didn't even stop to think if she was mute. The big wolfess snorted. Other wolves were just stupid. Everyone was perfect. Everyone had to be or their shriveled little lives were fucked over and they had not a thing to do. No disabilities but old age - and seldom that - had she seen marring this bitches in this land they dared to call Adversity. Hah! Disaster her white ass. These wolves wouldn't no calamity if it jumped up and bit them in the ass and then did the hula under their noses. They were growing fat off this land while the Ice Age killed off the rest of the land. Bloody fools. And they had the balls to complain about a low prey count in a Swamp or the loss of a friend. Screw that and screw them. They were living high up here in this land where the snow hadn't burried everything into a solid mass of kicking, screaming death. Her jowls rippled. Should be well and bloody happy. <br><Br> Her breath hissed out and she flicked her blue ears forward to scan the area. Her large paws sunk into the slop that made up this foul land. Her maw curled slightly as she moved her steps forward, wondering how long it would take to cross this sweep of crap land they called Enredado Swamp. Her long, blue tongue slid over her white muzzle, flattening hairs with saliva leaving a glistening trail that faded as the wind dried it. Her black nostrils flares, taking in the scents of decay, small prey, and other things she had become used to over the last hour in this filthy hell hole. Or maybe that was just handling it and not very well at that. She scowled, fangs flashing in the bright light of late morning. Her spiked neck peltage ruffled in the faint, foul smelling breeze that surge passed her. The stench was revolting and the she-wolf knew it would get worse in the heat of the day. It never failed. Everything could always get worse. She laughed in the face of those fucks that dared to tell her 'it couldn't get any worse'. She gave a snorted sneer of a half-laugh. Everything could get worse. No one could change it. There was always some other layer. Oh, you lost a pup out of your litter and it can't get worse? How about you loose your whole litter. Your whole pack. She rubbed her broad maw against the inside of her white, striped leg.<br><Br> Her eyes blinked closed then open as she gazed around her, ignoring the suction on her pads. She breathed in. It could be much worse, so she was thankful for how it was. Her eyes closed and she let her muzzle rest on her chest. Her ears flicked back as she listened to the wind, the buzzing of insects, the coo or caw of a bird once in a while. No voices marred the peace and the fae sighed. She was tired of talking to herself mentally. She was okay with being mute, but couldn't she have a better way to communicate? This stupid mental power she couldn't even use correctly was crap. She wished she could talk mentally. Not just create shadows of herself or play tricks on people, but talk. She opened her bright orbs again and scanned the area in front of her. With a sigh she paced forward, paws light on the ground. She could see a row of trees far across the sticky, mushy, smelly place. She'd reach it before mid-afternoon. That was her new goal. Pelt shifting smoothly over travel hardened muscles. Her long legs worked into a trot as she moved over the marsh. She was a bright blot of off-white in the brown and green landscape. Warm, stagnant water splashed up her sides but she ignored it, keeping her attention on moving forward across the stretch of mud and mush. Her head stayed leveled with her body, her tail low to allow for less resistance and better movement. Her long head fur fluttered about her ears and her long ruff fur spiked back in the wind.<br><Br> She hadn't actually thought about why she'd actually considered going across the marsh instead of around it. It would be harder, she'd known, but she was traveling like normal. Taking in the sites. She had discovered this end of the valley. She wanted to head North. Far North. Then West. Then South. She'd find this whole land out. And screw the pack territories that stood in her way. They were claimed now and loners now had a smaller space to roam. She growled. Why did others have to settle down? What was the point? Protection? Hell, train yourself, learn to fight. Be rough, learn the ways of the world don't hide behind some damn brute or female and expect them to protect you from the reality of the world. Her stride lengthened and she moved into a gallop, left front leg, other three paws off the ground, right front leg, left back leg, front legs off the ground, right back leg, push off, repeat. She kept the pace, surging across the landscape, burning off her thoughts and sending them into energy to be worked off in her race across the lands. A sudden blur to her right had her correcting the rhythm and darting after a stupid hare that had decided to make an appearance. In a second she was slowing down, her meal hanging limp from her jaws. It was small and sad, but it was meat. Her blue eyes gazed around before she set the rabbit down and dug in. <br><br><br> </div></tr></td></table></center><br /><br /></center>[/dohtml] |
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| Switch | Aug 20 2008, 08:17 AM Post #2 |
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[ He he, I KNOW you'll love Switch! xD ] Wow, its was like, SO brigth today. Days are so great, they're full day... stuff? Yeah, that's it! "La dee dee. La dee dum. La loo doo...." Humming happily with strange noises was a bright green wolf with the most bright look on his face. His tail wagged happily. He jumped up and down in the the mud covered area and giggled uncontrollably. "Weeeeeeeeeeeee!" He squealed. He started twitching then dumped his whole body into the mud sea as if it were pool of honey. Hmmmm... Homey......SOOOOOOOOO good. 'MUST HAVE HONEY! NO! MUST HAVE FOOD! SO HUNGRY!' Emerging from the yuck of muck was the light green pelted wolf completely covered in mud. Despite his face completely blind and covered his nose caught a weird scent. It smelled, nice, and kinda sweet. All he saw was a big blue-ish fluff up ahead, moving. Once again he took a dive into the mud pool, unaware that it was dirt. Stupid wolf. But, it looked like pudding! And pudding was reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaallllllllllyyyyy good. Uh-huh. "FEAR ME I AM THE PUDDING MONSTER!!!!!" He roared and yelled ta the top of his lungs behind the femme. She was eating something. Hey, that was my food! "MINE!!!!!" 'Huh? I passed her.... Hey look at that tree it was getting closer and closer!' -THUD!- Trotting in pain and confusion the wolf had yet to realize that he had collided in the tree when attempting to get "his" food. "Oooooo.... look at all the pretty stars. I want to be the stars friends! Huh? They're gone!" What the-? He gasped aloud. OH MY GOSH SOMEONE KIDNAPPED THE STARS! As he took a look at himself and sniffed the mud he realized he was dirty. Oh noooooooo! "AHHHHHH! HELP ME!" He crawled desperately to her feet and looked at her with his big puppy eyes. "HELP ME! THE MUD SOLDIERS ARE ATTACKING ME!!!! OOC- I know its super short but Switch doesn't do much thinking or is very precise in words and description... |
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| Kalial | Aug 21 2008, 12:27 AM Post #3 |
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[dohtml]<center><img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa35/Sigath/Kalialtable.jpg"> <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="10" style="width:448px; border:0px solid #978edd; background-color:#a9856f; background-repeat:no-repeat; "> <tr><td> <div align="justify"> <font color=#544237 style="font-family:verdana; font-size:11px; line-height:13px;"> <br><br> OOC - A strange one that Switch. And mines short too so no worries. ^^<br> Word Count -<br><Br><Br><Br> Her ears twitched at the strange howls she was hearing. Dumb ass. If she could speak she wouldn't waste it on crowing about like a bird and jumping in mud. And anyway, the beast was far enough away from her that she could ignore him. Fangs sunk into her meat and scarfed it down with zeal, not bothering to leave the bones for the vultures. The splashing and moaning continued and Kalialrolled her eyes, cracking a bone with a snap. He was mornonic this one. Who had let him out of the den? Uh, yeah, we're missing our idiot. Have you seen him? He sings about pudding. She could imagine that conversation well. She turned to gaze over her shoulder and sighed. The poor fool was eating the mud. or trying to. Did he not notice the spell? the stink and rot? She rubbed her own nose on her shoulder, spearing a bit of rabbit blood on the whitish fur. She ran her tongue over her jowls and blinked with utter bordom at the creature that had been dropped into this hell of a place. But, at least she didn't have the nonsense of being an imbecile. Bending her head she tore of anoter chunk of rabbit and heard his foot paws behind her.<br><Br> Kalila sighed, rolling her eyes ad flicking her ears back. He was going to miss anyway. She chewed unhurriedly as the green and off-white wolf galloped past her. She swallowed and flicked an ear forward as he crashed into the tree. Ouch, Kalial thought with the sort of tone one would give when talking about a fly on the window screen. She swished her tail and then reared up, a paw raised and a look of slight horror on her elegant face as the dirty fool scurried unde her paws and stared at her, screaming something about mud monster or some other bloody stupid thing. He really was retarded, that she knew. Not even in jest. He was seriously messed up in the head. And her silence wouldn't do him any good, she thought with a dark mental tone, putting her paw down and moving away from the stupid creature. He would die in a week. Less even. She seriously doubted her could hunt. And if he did, he'd most likely mistake a cactus for a rabbit and a jolly day that would be. She leaned down and scooped up the rabbit carcass, or what was left. A few bones, scraps of meat hanging off what remained. <br><br> Turning away she settled into a walk. She still had a ways to go. She swished her tial and scowled, ingoring the feeling of guilt in her stomach. Then she sighed and rolled her eyes, pinning her ears down and loooking behind her at the creature. She gave a snort and jerked her head, commanding him to come along. With her luck this would turn out bad. or he wouldn't understand. The wonders of her life. Her blue eyes narrowed and she waited impatiently. <br><br><br> </div></tr></td></table></center><br /><br /></center>[/dohtml] |
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| Switch | Aug 25 2008, 08:23 AM Post #4 |
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[dohtml]<center><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="15" style="width:429px; border:1px solid #000000; padding-top:450px; background-color:#195d18; background-image:url(http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa35/Sigath/Switch.jpg); background-repeat:no-repeat;"> <tr><td><div align="justify"> <font color=#66FF66 style="font-family:verdana; font-size:10px; line-height:13px;"> <br>Oh, what horrible day! Whhhhaaaa! Switch just wanted to scream and wail. As he saw the girl ignore him in his desperate plead for help Switch pouted. <font color=99FF33><b>"Hmph! Meanie! You're nothing but a big, fat meanie who is mean! And mean, and uhhhhhhh...... Oh! MEAN!"</b></font> He stuck his tongue out and narrowed his eyes. Mean GIRL! He gasped. She's blue! And when someone is blue it means they're sad. His eyes widened as he saw her giving him an invitation to come with her. YAAAAY! Switch jumped up in joy and giggled. <font color=99FF33><b>"Hey, why do you have that look on your face! Eheee he hee! You keep that up you're gonna get wrinkles and look uuuuugllllyyyyy. Ehee he he eheee!"</b></font> She was kinda pretty though. Blue-girl here reminded Switch of a nice clear sky with bright fluffy, big, scary clouds. Switch shivered at the thought. Clouds were scry. He gasped again. WHAT IF THEY FELL FROM THE SKY????!!!! Oh, nooo. Please, no clouds on the ground no one wants to get hurt! Following the Blue-Girl Switch decided to sing loudly. He had no idea he was singing waaaayyyyy off key. <font color=99FF33><b>"AND THE PRETTY SKKYYYYYYYY!!!! IS CLEARER THAN EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LALALAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!</b></font> Singing was so great! Ad drinking some nice milk was even BETTER! He giggled again. Suddenly, he tripped and fell flat on his face, and nothing was even in his way. <font color=99FF33><b>"Ahhhh!"</b></font> He whimpered. <font color=99FF33><b>"I think....I-I think I have a c-c-cut on my wittle paw....."</b></font> My God was he a wuss! </div></tr></td></table></center><br /><br /></center>[/dohtml] |
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| Kalial | Aug 31 2008, 11:24 AM Post #5 |
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[dohtml]<center><img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa35/Sigath/Kalialtable.jpg"> <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="10" style="width:448px; border:0px solid #978edd; background-color:#a9856f; background-repeat:no-repeat; "> <tr><td> <div align="justify"> <font color=#544237 style="font-family:verdana; font-size:11px; line-height:13px;"> <br><br> OOC - <br> Word Count -<br><Br><Br><Br> She blinked at him. Brain damage. Yup. Had to be. She really couldn't beleive this freak was doing this on purpose. Lial wasn't really into stupid folks, but this guy was going to die if he kept this up. How long had he been out here? She wrinkled her muzzle and flicked both ears down. He probably had stumbled across a dead animal and thought it was a steak or something. The blue marked fae shook her head and then flicked her ears up as the creature moved around. Her eyes followed him like a human's would a circus performance. He was so spastic. He was saying something about her being mean. Right. This was her being nice. She could have slapped him as he ran by. It would have been easy to do so since he wasn't exactly the brightest star in the sky. It was rather annoying, this creature. Now he was bouncing up and down. The rabbit hanging from her jaws, Kalial's head moved to follow his crazed motions, ears slightly limp. Someone would kill him. He was that annoying. And childish. How old was this wolf? She shook her head and looked around them, eyes watchful. She wasn't ready to let anyone sneak up on her. Anything for that matter. Her ears flicked back and forth and then she noticed the creature was talking again and flicked an ear toward him. Something about her being mean.<br><br> Yeah, she was mean. Mostly. She tossed her head, hanging onto the rabbit carcass and adjusting her grip on it. No one. Nothing. Good. She rolled her lips and then rested them again, the rabbit would rot soon enough. She didn't want to be carrying it then. And then it started to sing. Her ears flattened on her skull to avoid the abuse. She closed her eyes and breathed in a few times, saying 'he's stupid and he has no idea what the hell he's doing' like a matra. It didn't really help, just kept her form killing him at the moment. Then it stopped and she opened eyes just in time to watch him fall into the mud. She frowned. he'd fall into a hole just as fast. Actually, it may be a good thing if someone killed him. It would save him from his mental problems. But, he didn't seem to know he was different, so it would probably not be a good thing to kill him. She shrugged and blink as he whined about his paw. She sighed and rolled her eyes, flattening her ears. With her luck he would go on about that forever. She turned and walked toward him. She scowled badnaturedly and set the rabbit down. She was no longer hungry. The vultures could have it.<br><Br> She growled, or tried to. Really only a breath of rumbling air. She shoved him with her nose, getting him to stand up, or hoping to. She lifted her head and licked his paw, hoping to Lupercus he would forget about it and keep moving. She wanted to be out of here by nightfall.<br><Br><Br><Br> ooc - Sorry for the wait. Lappy had a virus. =/ <br><br> </div></tr></td></table></center><br /><br /></center>[/dohtml] |
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| Switch | Sep 30 2008, 05:50 PM Post #6 |
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| Kalial | Oct 3 2008, 02:01 PM Post #7 |
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[dohtml]<center><img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa35/Sigath/Kalialtable.jpg"> <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="10" style="width:448px; border:0px solid #000000; background-color:#a9856f; background-repeat:no-repeat; "> <tr><td> <div align="justify"> <font color=#544237 style="font-family:verdana; font-size:11px; line-height:13px;"> <br><br> He'd been dropped on his head as a pup. No doubt about that. Or maybe he'd been hit by a crazed moose. Yeah....yeah, that would be it. Or, perhaps someone had force fed him some lead. That was a nice alter thought too. Really, she couldn't see why this wolf was such a dumnass. And that wasn't even thought in the sarcastic way she usually thought it. This was ture, dead-beat, amazed mental tones. He was a retarded little feather-brain! She gave a huff of annoyance and flatenned her ears, staring sideways in an almost comical expression. it would have been funny except she was truthfully annoyed. Why was she the one who always attracted the crazies and weirdos? She watched him and he jolted to his white paws in the grotesque smelling swamp mud. She raised and eyebrow and raised her skull, watching his cavort like a jester. A court fool. A Kings amusement. This was too much. She lifted her paw and slung it over her eyes and muzzle. She shook her skull and gathered what little pateince she had. It was hard enough having patience for normal wolves that ran from a mute creature, but this one was happy to prance about her and say strange things.<br><Br> Her ears arched as she heard the rumble of his voice and she turned her head and blinked, wondering idly if he was going to say anything worth listening too. And of course, he didn't. Something about not being mad. She was mad....per say. She was just fedup and very tired of this. At her current rate she wouldn't reach the end of this disgusting place by the end of the day. Too bad she couldn't speak or this fool would be brushes ash from the place his ears would be. He darted past her and Kalial rolled her shoulders before bounding after him. She was much more graceful than he was. Amazing compared to him, really. She'd always been a clumsy wolf when she wasn't fighting. But she could run as clumsily as possible and this wolf would still be inferior to her. She smiled slightly. Just a curl of her muzzle. She leaped cleanly over him and he face planted again. She sighed when he stumbled again. She might as well try and practice her powers. It had been a while. She was never near anyone so it was basically useless. She was also on a low level and she couldn't practice enough with her nomadic life to actually work up her stamina and strength in that department.<br><br> She couldn't make illusions, something that really would help right now but she could do the second best thing. Kalial twitch her nose and consentrated on a small skull she guessed was from a fox. Two small and thin to be a wolf. But she wasn't the best at anatomy she just knew she could keep it moving for a while. She growled at it, another wuff of wind, and lifted the skull a bit. She could feel the pressure of the action in her brain. She was going to get a headache after this. But she could bet it would either scare him or sent the twit racing after it. The skull rose and then dropped and Kalial reinforced the shaky power. It steadied and she got it to dance around the fool, green wolf. Then she got the jaws to move a bit and sent it spinning about his head. Already a large headache peirced her brain and she felt sort of tired. With a grunt she dropped the power and leaped up, catching the bleach skull in her jaws. She shook her head and started walking. Well...it wouldn't lead him but at least he'd be interested enough to follow her faster. She hoped. Maybe he was blind......she scowled about that and set a steady pace. Well, she'd leave him behind. She hoped another wolf passed by so she could pass O' Retarded One of to someone else.<br><br><br><br><br> ooc - arg. Suck post. ;-; <br><br> </div></tr></td></table></center><br /><br /></center>[/dohtml] |
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