Shoma

OMg Gordorone! U like insulted me in like 4 diffrents rooms.... Dont join Drake's "hatin' on Shoma Club". This was one of the pains that a once was noob, had to go through...and still does.. *kisses bat*

*starts to get teary-eyed* The hatred of my love for baseball is so overwhelming.... Is this not why forums are made!? fOr all types to be accepted with our own sport fetishes!? *The game..... is better and harder when it rains*

~Posted by DRAKe~ O god not the baseball comments again... Drake attacked Shoma with a Tank (333 str) and took off 108! Shoma has 0 HP left! Shoma is now dead, therefore cannot counterattack!!!! You gain 1 frag(s) (0 stolen). You gain: 5 EXP points!!!! ------------------------------------------- *leans on baseball breathing deeply* Geez Drake....I understand your obvoius jelousy for my super cool baseball style...but cmon....Just got back on the field after several months and you already done put me back on da bench!

I just heard about this so i gotta know..... Are you allowed to self-evolve? Or does that seem a little redudnent when theyre trying to do something new? whoops! skiped page 2..^^ Maybe should do a legit review on this game. Im going to look it up myself. I thought it was dumb right when i saw the little gay aligator in the commercal, but now...YOSHA!!!

I have to take my hat off to 1emu! Such respect and honor for the game of emulation. Let the community flourish for the sole reason of fairness and not greediness... GameCop and other officals do have a good perspective of the game.... (HEY! IM BACK!!!) *pours a big cooler of gatorade on GAmeCop* YOSHA!!!

Lets all take out our shotguns and semi-automatics and just merc the heck OUT OF DAT CRAPPY SUb-Zero GAME!!! *Bangs the game cover with a bat*

You're all a bunch of perverts. Apparently you haven't been on the internet long enough. Well there goes the 0.2% of girls that were on 1emu. Besides who is to say that all the "guys" on here arent girls? However we all agree that the 64% thing is B.S. But i have like 1 girl-friend on xboxlive and everytime i get in a room with her, no matter how bad she sucks, dudes are giving her a pat on the back. She told me how she once had like 13 freind requests in one day from pple she dont even know. she said she felt like she was cyber-raped.

Man i got banged down before becuz one of my first posts were in the wrong section. "Jeez noob, wrong section u should post that in the ++++ section." I kinda felt like a .....loser.... dissed online....so uncool.... Well NOW, IM A BIG BAD BATTER! TRY DAT CRAP AGAIN ROOKS!

Panic! At the disco - But it's better if you... That guy can really sang! IM BACK YALL!!

In the midst of an smoldering building that was topped with an never-ending flame, there laid a young man holding a Remingtong870 Express shotgun. In there, laid a counter where customer service once boldly stood in the front right of the store; He gripped the gun tighter, eyes strained, and breathing slowly begun to accelerate as his adrenaline rose. Slowly as the silence was to seduce him, a crack of glass woke him up from the illusion and he tensed the gun tighter once more. Another step and followed by another, it was sequence of a person being careful, not trying to walk too fast. Finally, the trespasser yelled, “I know you all are in here!” Then when that was said the young man could hear the crackles of glass over, and over again. He now realized that there must be at least fifty other men with him. “Come on!” he yelled as the sound of guns being loaded echoed throughout the store, and with a sense of duty the young man felt he must stand and fight. Then as he was actually preparing himself to stand, a hand settled on his shoulder. He glanced over and saw his friend who was much older and was bald on top of his head. He seemed more aggressive and with a strict look he shook his head to disengage the foolish thought. When all seemed hopeless for it was only a matter of time before the men would start spraying away, a voice rung on the walkie attached the boy’s bullet vest, “Okay, every is now in place, do it!” The boy covered his ears in few brief seconds of silence, a hiss of smoke and the sound of something heavy falling and then... DOOOOOM!!!!! The explosion forced the boy to curl up in fear that his counter may fail from the blast. As the heat began to subside, the radio rung, “Hooty, check it out.” The friend who stopped the boy before tapped his walkie, “Copy that,” and he slowly stood up with his gun aimed at the main entrance. He hopped over the counter and observed and the gory display of blown body parts and some burnt while other just died without a gruesome outcome. He creeps towards the main door which now is a wide opening where the automatic glass doors used to be. He peeked outdoors to the left and the quickly to his right. He pulled back in and hurled back to the counter and replied on the walkie, “Everything’s clear.” The boy remarked, “Fool, why didn’t say that when you first confirmed it was clear?” He replied, “Nigga, you act like we haven’t watched movies and you know when the guy says clear--- boom! Gets stabbed in the back and ate or some sh** like that.” The strife aura that arrived with the unknown visitor has now left out of the store, many people all dressed for war emerged from every corners that couldn’t be seen with the human eye. They gathered together and greeted each other for surviving another encounter. Their lives have been in torment ever since the world as they knew it ended. Through an underground war that no civilian knew of, there was an exchange of bombs. Right now, it seems that everyone outside the store, they’re brainless zombies but they haven’t been confirmed to be dead. AS to why and how, no one knows but they do know that whatever happened, fried all the tech around the state and possibly the nation. They also know that when it’s best not to walk around while so-called zombies are roaming the streets. This store here is Best Buy, a store that has been losing more and more of their inhabitants. A particular department of the store called the Geek Squad was designated to be kept alive and reframe from most fire fights as they need those tech-savvy users as they are trying to put together a device can communicate outside of the state in hopes they a have place where the y can go. After the commotion and everything was settling down, the boy was cleaning his gun; an employee of the computers department rudely approached him, “I’m sure you have the cleanest gun here man! Maybe that because you never use it!” “I’m just a guy who supposed to keep track of the functions of the store, killing is the last thing I need to do. How about you go to the back and bring out some more water.” The employee frowned for he was outranked based to the new rule and he quickly left to retrieve the water. “Geek Squad! Line up!” a voice rung, and with this command the boy quickly got up and lined up next to his companions. “Roll Call,” he yelled, “Tank, Creepo, Hooty, Ray-Ray, Hersh, Flash, LaLa, Benjamin, Bananna and…. as he approached the young boy, “Carlton! Everyone accounted for?!” “Sir yes sir!” They all yelled in unison! It’s been tiring for the team to keep morale up in these days. Carlton often hanged with Hooty, who was slightly tubby but has buffed since the incident. The two would often talk thanks to their shared interests in music. They also felt a certain need to stay close being the few Negros the department. It was a foolish notion and they were aware of its foolishness, but later on, it didn’t matter. The other black fellow is the Supervisor who called the team over, a fair looking man who had a slick tongue that was always full of jokes and sarcasm before… But nihilism seems to be mixed in his tone lately. In the inner section of the Customer Service counter, right behind it is the Geeksquad department which is a small little section cut off where we once fixed computers. Further down was a another room where we kept the completed computers but now it’s filled with parts that we used in hopes that at least one was still working. The walls that were once covered in orange and white paint are now covered in plans of escape, defense and attacks. Carlton handled all files that involved with GeekSquad actions and changes. Anything that his department did or had to do was placed on paper in which he had to have a record of. An hour after the commotion, everyone returned back to their normal duties. Carlton was performing paperwork when Tank approached, “Hey man,” he said with a slight pip in his tone. “Yo,” Carlton replied contrasting Tank’s tone, “How’s the paperwork going?” “Same ol, same ol…” “Hey, um… I made an order for a nicotine replacement for about two months ago… And um, I’m really reaching my limit.” The more he talked the more tension you felt in his words. “The GM seems to feel that our resources can’t be used to retrieve nicotine, right now we have to focus on necessities.” “Yeah, I know but I’m really losing my cool! I mean with the fact that I’m dealing with my loved ones f***in zombies, and also everyone is holding on to their cigarettes! I need just something to relax in this nightmare, you know?” Carlton was getting irritated about having a conversation on smokes, and then calmly replied, “Listen , I already made a requ---“ “WELL MAKE IT AGAIN!” Tank interrupted with a yell and a fierce bang on the counter, leaving a small print in it. Carlton stared at him with a scowl that was not feeding into any of the aggression. Tank stared back with deep heavy breaths while his lips were sealed in his mouth. His veins strained from his neck as did he arms for Tank wasn’t a huge fellow but was nicely built. “Are we,” Carlton calmly asked, “going to have a problem here?” “And what if we do?” “Then I may how put you down for a nap…” Tank couldn’t resist but smile at the threat made by the slightly chubby boy who muscles didn’t compare to his. “Hah! Yeah, you can try!” Then silence, the outburst that Tank made didn’t catch anyone’s attention and it was only the two of them at the Administrator Counter. After nearly ten seconds of pure tension…. Tank’s swings his arm instantly and as Carlton could barely follow the hand, he cocked the pistol he hid under his shirt and then….. Tank pats Carlton on the back and with a carefree laughter, he exclaims, “Aw buddy, I’m just kidding, you can’t be serious all the time. We need some humor otherwise we’ll go insane”. Tank walked away as subtle as he arrived leaving Carlton with a mixed bag of feelings regarding what just happened. When Carlton’s shift ended, he could relax for the rest of the day, there had to be arrangements made for one break room wasn’t enough to hold all those aren’t working. There was no paycheck, everyone needed to work to survive. Most consisted of sending teams out to retrieve goods that couldn’t be sent to the store. When Carlton finally finished his paperwork, Hooty came over with an excitement that hasn’t been seen since the warzone started. “Hey C! You have to check this out dawg, I got a lil something for me and you.” Carlton couldn’t help but be skeptic as to what news would bring such happiness. “Aight what is it?” “No, no...” Hooty replied in a joking manner, “This dawg, you gotta see it! And let’s say, I don’t want everyone to know how I found these.” Without another word, Carlton got up and followed him in the Men’s bathroom. “Man,” Carlton mumbled, “you wanted me to follow you into the bathroom, that’s kind of gay.” Hooty ignored the comment and went into the last stall with the help of a scalpel had on him; he removed a tile from the wall behind the toilet. With a heavy annoyance, he finally pulled out a rocket! He softly placed that on the ground, “What the—“ Carlton yelled in fear and shock, “Is that a friggin rocket!?” “That aint the best part!” He then pulls a launcher and pulls out four more rockets. “THIS,” Hooty projects with a danger-welcoming tone, “This my nigga, is some Rambo sh** right here!” “When will you need to fire a rocket?” “When the first rocket doesn’t kill everybody! Me and Leo from computers went on unapproved trip to the weapons’ store about nine miles South. That one hasn’t been touched by anyone but us; we get the basic weapons while the managers get the serious guns. But even though we went on our own, we only picked up one thing and called it a night, but I think our whole department should be strapped to the max. So we’re going again, Leo gonna pick up a better weapon and I want to stack up our whole department.” Carlton really was speechless, such a daring idea that seemed too dangerous to entertain but Carlton would like to have his own weapon rather than gun that he has to turn in everyday after his shift. Not to mention that his current paperwork program was becoming dull and mundane and he wished to go out once and travel beyond the same street. “….. Fine” Carlton finally said, “That’s my nigga right there!” “Alright, “A voice mumbled from outside the stall. Hooty and Carlton looked out and saw Flash leaning against the stall. “So, when do we leave?” “Aw hell!” Hooty yelled, “Flash you can’t come man, I can’t have you dying man.” “That’s right I agree, but who’s said I will be dying?” Flash was very soft-spoken man who seemed to play with other’s words and held a certain mysteriousness about him. However, he still was very skinny, and he was mocked by how he looked like the depiction of white Jesus. After the pause Flash remarked, “Or, I could just let those in charge know about this little plan? Either way, I won’t be dying anytime soon, that I assure you. “ “Fine,” Carlton answered in a slight disdain, “we’ll need maybe one more person.” “I was thinking about Hersh,” Hooty commented, “Oh great idea,” replied Flash, “involve the overweight- no offense- person rather than a person who has had military training --- “Like Tank,” Carlton finished the sentence with a sour taste in his mouth. “Well yeah,” “No,” Hooty argued, “Hersh has had my back for years! I’m gonna make sure he’s part of this and he gets what he needs. Either he goes, or we all don’t go.” Flash softly nodded his head, “So, when are we leaving?” “Tomorrow night, I had some pistols for everyone, you’ll have to turn in your gun before you go otherwise they’ll start looking for you when don’t log your gun back in. SO Flash, what type of weapon do you plan on getting? Semi? Automatic? Or something with a boom?” “Boom is nice, but I’m more of a personal person.” Flash walks out without another word and as the door closes, they both sigh as the situation could have gone down a lot more worse. Hooty then digs into the wall again and pulls of a miniature shotgun, similar to what Carlton already has and says, “I got this one for you dawg,” “So you did have something more than a pistol for me, so what do you think will happen when we go on this journey?” Hooty took the shotgun, grinning while loading a few shells and with loud load he yelled, “Mayhem and Murder my nigga!” *To be Continued!*

WOuld you all consider jap girls the hottest? I personally would prefer foriegn chick becuz she would be more interesting. I find myself more attracted to spanish chicks just becuz thier of a diff origin.

Ok, when i wanna know if im able to edit the winmugen config to allow me to put music or just any kind of sound at the gameover and continue screen. I never really seen it be4 but i havbent really tapped into many screenpacks but from those winmugen wiz's can u all help with this. (It seems like its impossible or super easy to the point where im lookig over it.) i already posted this too is... I recieved a bunch of sounds for the hit count . so how do i make the certain sounds for when someone does a certain # of combos? Like if someone does a 20 hit combo, a sound will say, "amazing!" and a 5 hit wuold be like "nice". Does anyone know how i can do that?

The links they gave u should explain what it is, but thats only half the journey. Make sure u check the mugen FAQ wen u dl it.

instead of makin another topic this makes sense. Long time every1 anyway.I need help wit 2 things, 1: if someone can send me all of waruski cvs2 chars that would be sooo nice, 2: i recieved a bunch of sounds for the hit count . so how do i make the certain sounds for when someone does a certain # of combos? Like if someone does a 20 hit combo, a sound will say, "amazing!" and a 5 hit wuold be like "nice". Does anyone know how i can do that?

Im not quite sure how south has made it so far, even a friggin movie. I never thought walking paper with chipmunk voices whom constantly talks about useless crap could ever be such a famous show..

Dats what i thought! I had a feeling wat he was talking about was free. My freind uses that crap, nice exe.

YEAH!! SO wierdy either post on the topic or shut up!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now, k'dash... Do you agree with that list?! I mean cmon, Twelve is in the low section. His unique attacks supers have to count for something!

lol! You see, thats why i kinda/sorda/not really/but still like you K'dash! You got logic! I need to work on that! Now...Does anyone know if Sean could be a real good player? I havent seen any game-vids of pple using him like a pro. We all established that Q sucks, but wat about Sean?

do you hav to buy that?

speaking of 3rd strike, does this forum have like game challenges where pple meet at a certain arcade and go head-up? *thats harsh mr.Klaw*

iS THAT WAT THAT POLL IS ABOUT?! NVM! Ok yes.... WTF is this topic about again? Oh yea, whoever got owned by the chick, um...a little losing never hurted anyone, it some x's helps carry a conversation so...... Keep hope alive.... (Ok i just gotta say this.... *crying* This has been one of the best threads i have been in*sniff* And all you guys.....*sniffs* Youre all been just too cool. GROUP HUG! YOSHA!!!)

Dude... My life is filled with work, stress and im already starting up a new organiziation. and dis chick is giving some seroius drama so the only time i let loose is on fridays, some saturdays when i go out and.......on here. So no, im not some nut-case but...... IT'S JUST ME, THE MOST ORIGINAL BALLER ON DIS PIECE!!!!! SO STOP BEING SO BORING ALL U HATERS AND SPICE UP DIS PLACE A LITTTLE.....YOOOSHAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (P.S. - you guys r still cool) <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Do you just type everything that just comes into your mind? <{POST_SNAPBACK}> THATS THE WAY TO LIVE DISO-DUDE! YOU CANT PLAN EVERYTHING SOMETIME YOUR INSTINCTS ARE YOUR BEST GIFT! SWING FOR THE UN-TOUCHED BASEBALL FIELD!

Is it ok to revive threads months afterwards? Not sure w/e. Nartuo is cool though.

Dude... My life is filled with work, stress and im already starting up a new organiziation. and dis chick is giving some seroius drama so the only time i let loose is on fridays, some saturdays when i go out and.......on here. So no, im not some nut-case but...... IT'S JUST ME, THE MOST ORIGINAL BALLER ON DIS PIECE!!!!! SO STOP BEING SO BORING ALL U HATERS AND SPICE UP DIS PLACE A LITTTLE.....YOOOSHAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (P.S. - you guys r still cool)

You ain't the only one. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> KNOW WAT! IM SENSING SOME EXTREME HATER-ISM ON ME!!!! Giv me a break ok!?