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« on: November 15, 2007, 08:59:55 PM »
OK, so I just discovered the iBSM for VC too, so now you can hate it in both SA and VC... Break the 2 car rule first, find a packer that WILL DISAPPEAR and place it where you want the bump. Then jump on the never-disappearing PCJ. Go to the outfit-icon on either the human condo or outside the downtown pizza place and do the flintstone trick. Then drive to the packer and start doing the superspin trick Nitzkit shows on youtube ( www.youtube.com/Nitzkit , search for it). Sometimes instead of going into a huge spin the PCJ stucks into the ground, that's when you should hit the punch-button to get out of the flintstone mode so you can jump of the PCJ. You will fall away from the ground and down (lol) to the sky. When you land on ground again, jump into a vehicle and drive away so the packer disappears. Voila! You've got a VC-iBSM. Oh, forgot to mention, just as in SA you should wheelie when under the packer
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« on: August 05, 2007, 04:37:18 AM »
Lyrics
-The Reason (unfinished) (as it's a project I'm still working on I put the rhymes in CAPITALS)
Word is BOND you only know WHAT you GOT when it's GONE So when life's played out and no LONGER can go ON ONE finds the REASON, but his SEASON of SPEECH Is only spoken through his UNBORN SON trying to PREACH Of a mind out of REACH The TEACHING is hidden far BEYOND This track is as silent as BOND, Media will never hear this SONG But I'm still going STRONG and INDEPENDENT NEVER RELENTLESS but it's impossible to PREVENT THIS MESS How the MESSAGES´ EXISTENCE Is hidden under one's CONSCIOUSNESS Like a CLASSIFIED FILE from NINE-ELEVEN WHEN 2000 And NINE hundred was sent to HEAVEN They didn't know what to SAY WHEN The PLANES CAME and turned The TOWERS to DUST now the only POWER they TRUST Is ABOVE in the SKIES the LOVE in our EYES BURNED We LEARNED that the HEROES´ FORCES Lies under the broken RESOURCES that entomb them, we've LOST THEM Like a fallen pyramid that held the PHARAOHS´ CORPSES We cross the BORDERS salute those who lived BEFORE US And stood up with the TORTURES with this CHORUS
[chorus] Let those who DIED ENLIGHTEN you who SURVIVED FIGHTING The NIGHT of LIFE were you FALL to SLEEP But we are ALL gonna MEET HER -the REAPER So PLAY EVERYDAY like there's no TOMORROW Or live in a PORTRAIT painted with endless SORROW Put your ears to the SPEAKER and let my TUNE Tell you you've begun to SEEK FOR the reason way too SOON
Don't try to RATE and DEBATE your FATE It will only change the STATE you're in to HATE Instead you should MAKE a TEMPLATE to AVOID Having to CONTEMPLATE over the VOID leaving you PARANOID You're in an EPISODE of taking STEROIDS and OPIOIDS The SUBSTANCES you take FINANCES Those who DESTROYS your CHANCES To defeat your death like CANCER Change your INSTANCES to GOOD WILL because When trying to FILL the EMPTINESS You COULD KILL YOURSELF With the PILLS you INGEST you TEST your SKILL To ADJUST the FRUSTRATION to RELAXATION, CHILL You can STILL live life as NORMAL Despite the ABNORMAL FORMALITIES Giving you ABILITIES to spit those who bred you in the FACE WITH EASE You DISGRACED the PEACE put your RACE in a HAZE Not finding the TRACE you never SEIZE to AMAZE with your WAYS To lie out the PATTERN that LEADS out of the MAZE Just go with it as it PLAYS up and never SHATTERS Coz you will find life's MATTER when your cold body DECAYS
[chorus]
-My turn
The Mac is back with a track That hits you in the sack And racks up multiple syllable-lyrical When you hear me in my pinnacle you feel like all Other emcees are typical and hypocritical I'm the cynical non-stereotypical miracle from Sweden Repeating beatings when meeting heathens speaking about Peeking out and seeking bouts with me They shout at me rapidly to see If they can batch up lines that rhymes to Catch up and battle me but you get mashed up In the battlefield by my entrance Leading to the consequence of the occurrence I show my preference and blow your fence so I can take my stance and fire a round The sound knocks you down to the ground You're bound To feel the steel seal the deal And steal your time to heal your mind It's my appeal to see you kneel Paralyzed and defeated, see I beat at you repeatedly you bleated When I treated you like you needed me to be dead You cheated yourself to see red Then you retreated when meeting me I completed My beef with all of you who pretend to be What you weren't meant to be And intend to put an end to me intentionally Potentially the enemy will shut down mentally Then you see essentially you should've never went to me When still putting on that act to distract the fact I can lay you down with impact and make us react Like two magnets that won't attract and get intact So you will never get me jacked in any way Coz today I slay those who betray me I let my hatred save me Coz God gave me hands to pray the prey passes away You asses will pay for the feelings I was concealing But now they're revealing as you're kneeling on the floor Broken and sore I've opened the door For my anger to soar freely onto the leeches Attempting to teach us to hate the preachers For the speech-less´ screams I reach for my dreams to lay out my schemes All alone it seems with my hand Coz you tend to blend in with the trend To never attend to the end I bend a pretended friend who intend to depend on my offence I spend your cash and descend your ass Comprehend to bash burn to dust I disgust the rusted trust I just must bust full thrust I lust to fuck the mistrusted Strain their brains with chains And slain the tormenting pain They made me gain in vein In the rain for the main insane organisms That claim to remain in the game Running my lane stunningly fame They train to remain sane and plane Becoming the shameless who turn tables on their own friends Attempt to block my offence Your sense is defenceless I cleanse your fence With my senseless pens that dispense And suspense your chance to proceed You bleed and plead for weed I don't need to believe the heeds to see the beasts Flee from me become free from the psycho Thinking in cycles like a mind from the x-files Behind the curtains I find the purpose To rewind the curses and violate churches Rehearsing Christianity remains for infinity They praise profanity to raise insanity Because this vanity is to keep you away from me, Satan Debating the fading fates you await, your faith, Is straight to the inflating weight Of all hate I consume and bind Your doom is my time to get mine in return You burn just so you will learn how to take concern Coz this is my mothafuckin turn, ya heard
-My two cents
As I walk down the streets of the concrete communities I reckon our world is no longer in one piece We kill her trees while we pollute her seas So viruses can spread with her breeze like a contagious sneeze, geez Like the fucked up police kills the spread of peace The white-coned breeds blazes the cross of Jesus Thinking that it will release us and please us While they kill and decease with mental diseases They're trying to deceive us to become white divas Who are mentally inflicted, but the wicked and conflicted Have just like I predicted now become evicted so tell me who's the victim Of a fallen mob brutality for not looking into their fragility Which is the ability to gain agility for their non-sentimental military of infidelity Check it coz these are my two cents
Every night to me is like the roll of a dice I put my life on gamble just to close my eyes Hope the sun will arise and prevent my demise Because in the holy god of light my life relies Until worlds collides, and all faith dies I guess that would be the price For living with a disguise of white lies Say you gain success without failing at times So don't be surprised if the rope you hang on unties And you fall from grace To a place where all is daze And you can't remember your ways to follow the trace So now you're stuck with a case of trying to pick up the pace And rush to the days filled with love and embrace
These are my two cents about the present events These are my two cents about the present events
Just like the rain long-gone days have run down the drain Memories put your brain in too much strain Which is leaving you insane sad and in pain on your knees praying To get free from your migraine Realize that this is now your fate That it's too late to change your new state into something great that will make you levitate For your hate has begun to elevate at a fast rate starting a schizophrenic debate in your mind That's leading you to find that your only salvation is located far behind and will always be declined For your tries to rewind time to undo the crime of getting intertwined into this life of mine
These are my two cents about the fucked up governments that kill the innocent and commit all the sins These are my two cents about the fucked up governments that make no fucking sense
I've got a revolutionary life mentality of sensibility so tell me if you think it's me Who gave you the introduction to destruction caused by conjunctional mass production Of construction with betrayal conduction to volcanic eruptions causing major malfunction in ecology But all we care about is our economy like we are all zombies by a lobotomy Operated on humanity causing global vanity FUCK THIS insanity called modern society We make the stock market our primary target Of making profit on all shit Mother Earth loses to her abusers Who have come from hell to doom us With all of their computers these are not invalid rumours The major intruders are all of the human consumers, punk
-Satan (Swedish)
Jag tar stånd förvärrar ditt förstånds tillstånd med tillstånd i första sekunden Slår dig till avgrunden du blir bunden o försvunnen I botten av brunnen Din tid är svunnen timglasets sand runnen Jag kommer med blixt och dunder de stunder du tar en blunder För att kämpa som ett under till toppen från att ha legat under Inne på åttonde roppen sätter ett skott i kroppen så blodet rinner i avloppen Och dränker alla hoppen att nå dom höga beloppen Och ditt hopp är att få stopp på mitt lopp av påhopp som går non-stop Så nu tänder jag joppen, häller varm choklad i koppen o mår toppen
Jag slår ett slag, står ett tag, tar ett andetag, får behag, Mår bra för mitt pådrag är det enda av sitt slag Det är så det går idag när jag når min lag Att ta tag i mina tankar som ankrar sig fast o bankar Snärtar i mitt hjärta så ja svankar av smärtan Svettas av hettan min lättjan Är hur ja har lätt att berätta Om felen och de rätta som velar Jag delar upp världar som felar då ena ögat skelar Hos själar som trälar förgäves när min näve häver Väver och syr tortyr som en dyr lektyr Jag blir yr och spyr på dom som styr o sätter skyn i fyr och flyr Så deras hy kan bli kry ty deras tid är dyrbar dom befarar Att jag tar var bar uppenbart på ett underbart sätt För jag är underbarnet som övervunnit underlaget sen dag ett Du har över huvud taget inte en syl i vädret när jag kickar Lika metodiskt som klockan tickar jag prickar din Akilles häl och Skickar din själ till hatets värld där du är min träl välkommen Till min verklighet där du står under mig i evighet
Mitt namn är Satan, hatad på gatan Ratad av skatan blev flatad av flatan Alla vet vem jag är, en pionjär En revolutionär i misär som sliter isär skiten, är sliten o besviken Jag känner mig för liten för att bryta tilliten till polisen Blir frostbiten av isen, förfrusen I krisen bortblåst av brisen O galen, hamnar I dvala kan inte tala tappar bort mig I talen Så nu får du betala allt du gjort I en större skala För jag förvränger ditt sinne förtränger ditt minne o stänger dig inne Med dina egna lagar så fort jag behagar, du klagar I dagar Jag beklagar, jag har begått ett brott o fått nåt rått När jag borde ha satt ett skott o nått dit jag velat gått för länge sen Istället förlängdes den tid det borde ha tagit för slaget jag slagit Att ha vidtagit, o gått över Men nu har jag fått vad jag behöver, en känsla att gå på En hora att slå på som förlänger mitt påbrå Jag kan inte nås o slås är inlåst I psykos en virtuos I narkos som brås på två små feer Deras idéer bereder och inleder meningen Varför jag lever vill skeva o leva Jag är Danne från Storvreta, den heta av heta, som bara röker feta Försök inte streta, för ja e alpha du e beta Va de nå mer du ville veta
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« on: February 14, 2007, 10:24:14 AM »
Go to the LS races and start "Little Loop", and you will be spawned on an NRG which wheelies and stoppies much better, you will be able to do RADs´ for eternity... I've done one that went a whole lap around the LV highway´s outmost road and onto the hill where everyone breaks the WR´s for height. If you fall off or leave the bike, it will start acting as the normal NRG, so just blow it up and start the race again, then teleport to the stunt spot.
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« on: June 03, 2007, 12:37:00 PM »
Answer the question. Just want to know how many actually stunt in LCS, and if we really need this forum.
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« on: January 29, 2007, 09:31:39 AM »
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« on: January 06, 2007, 08:57:53 AM »
I had a few stunts just lying around on my computer, so I decided to record some more to make them into a video. Enough talk, here it is, Skin Deep. Skin Deep HQ Fixed Version - Youtube Skin Deep HQ Fixed Version - TGA (Sound is screwed in these versions, DL the quoted ones from ShadowSniper) Skin Deep HQ @FileFactory 45MBSkin Deep LQ @FileFactory 10MB coming soon Forgot to mention, credits song is Hit House - Bleeps N Things. This is probably my last video, so.. Enjoy it.
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« on: December 17, 2006, 01:27:31 AM »
This is a method which allows you to set up a bump at just about any place. You can bump the front wheel with another bike, or hit it in the direction where it has the same function as a ramp with a car, so it works for both land vehicles. Here's how to set it up. #Do the break 2-car rule trick founded by RAD, and have the NRG you're going to bump as the never-disappearing vehicle. #Spawn a Monster at the place where you want the bump to be set. #Drive the never-disappearing NRG under the Monster (you have to lean forward) and go into a wheelie. #You'll notice the back wheel will sink into the ground after a second or so, when it has fully sunk, exit the NRG. #Now you will be a bit away from the NRG and your Monster. Go get another bike/car and your Monster will probably be gone leaving you with a stucked NRG. iBSM tutorial @TGA by ShadowSniper (recommended link)iBSM tutorial @youtube[/i]So I just figured out how Slim get's his Bullet up the air like that. Myself I got like 10-20 ft as most, and I thought (omfg Slim´s patience must be pwnage...)... Yesterday, I accidentally hit the front wheel of the iBSM'ed NRG, so it got a bigger angle. Then it was bumpable from the back side. Example: You set up the iBSM with the front wheel facing North. You get the car you want to bump with, and hit it coming FROM North FACING South gently, so it get's more stuckied. When you bump it, you should come FROM South FACING North. Have fun
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« on: November 08, 2006, 06:37:04 AM »
Ok, here's the problem. Whenever I run Windows XP Professional, my desktop shows and all the icons on it, and so does the start-menu bar.. Well, at least the start-menu icon and the time shows, not MSN messenger and all those other icons. When the arrow is on the desktop, it shows "not working", I can't click any icon (won't highlight), and whenever I move the arrow onto the start-menu bar, it shows "working". Although, my comp is silent as hell, and nothing actually happens. I had the computer on for 3 hrs, nothing happened.
I have now switched to Windows 98 which also is installed on my computer, and I'm wondering.. What is there to do? Will I have to re-install Windows?
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« on: October 03, 2006, 02:27:05 AM »
Method: Throw a smoke grenade, and bump it. You get small air from it, so a tip is to use it as a runup-extender.
Challenge: Use the method described above to perform a stunt. First to complete will get 500 forum money.
Rules:
#Only motorbikes/bicycles #I will judge if it is a valid "stunt", and not some noobish stuff, you know what I mean. Stunt must be GOOD. #The stunt does only qualify if the smoke grenade has to be there for the stunt to be performable
Post your vid on youtube, and your .rep on any host. Someone will have to check the .rep for me to see if it's legit.
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« on: July 26, 2006, 03:29:01 PM »
Vote ppl. Myself I'll vote in SA for Grenade Boosting and in VC I'll vote for Natural Bump
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« on: July 22, 2006, 07:20:02 AM »
Get on a rail, and lock onto it as when grinding (you can grind as well, point is you must be standing completely still when performing it). Make sure the MTB/BMX is perfectly balanced, and tap enter/exit. You shall perform a rail/grindgrab and be off the rail. It looks better than to lean your way off it, and also adds a bit more of a combo feeling and skill to it. Vid (11MB @YouSendIt)
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« on: May 25, 2006, 12:19:31 PM »
Time for me to start going with the flow, returning to vehicle stunting. Thing is I find myself better at grenade boosting than vehicle stunting, so I think the two GB-combos lifts the vid pretty much. Due to lack of time for recording, I didn't have the time for nailing these w00t t3h f00k stunts, but I managed to pull off at least some good stunts (better than what I expected from myself, actually). I asked of Östis to render an LQ version first, so me too could watch the vid, HQ arrives later tonight. inferior -HQ @TGAinferior -LQ @TGA
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« on: May 22, 2006, 03:22:07 AM »
First one to nail a car frontflip, backflip or barrel roll 2grind gets 100k. You may spawn your car on a roof not accessable manually if this challenge lay undone for a week. Money support wanted, not needed, but wanted Want vid+rep of the stunt.
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« on: April 20, 2006, 07:40:18 AM »
[span style=\'color:red\']Red: Runup[/span] [span style=\'color:blue\']Blue: BBM[/span] [span style=\'color:green\']Green: Air[/span] [span style=\'color:yellow\']Yellow: Land[/span] Land anywhere on the statue.
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« on: April 19, 2006, 01:09:48 PM »
This is in the LS woods, where you once compete in a race against Woozie. Red: Speed Blue: Air Yellow: Land Simple? No.
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