Liz Bathory

All variations possible to make using costume slots should be possible. It enhances the creativity and variation.

I agree to all previous reasons.. especially the ones given by Zortel. Some like the female -> huge shift wouldn't even be a sex change. Just added bulk or special bulky suit.

Agreed....

whahaha... ehh.. but I am an Ice blaster

Fire/Rad

My only controller at the moment... a deleted one was Illu/Empa

Just realised I have a ghost vietnam marine on Union currently in the blue side Court of the blood Countess.

That is sooo good

WOW is not high enough praise...

Elizabeth Thabyro has to met up with you soon... a hot club like this is a good place for her to hang out.

ps. Got youre channel invite so I will tell there when I am online.

I have my rigg at the shop as I still fal in warranty. They are actually replacing my motherboard after testing.

I have a Maximus Formula Mother board

"I must say that all this is already very different for the scientist we got to know. He is doing his best.", not trying to lower her voice in anyway. Even though ORACLE is right beside her.

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Hmm... I take it you're not running SP1 on your Vista x64 installation, due the Dutch one not being ready yet?

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I have tried with (by downloading it from the site even though it isn't out yet) and without (after the re-install).

Both times I got the same crashes. It's not SP1 unless the official dutch version is repairing that which is not yet in the downloadable version.

I actually have a dying SG a bit on this theme on Defiant. As I have many alts there and now some slots over/extra on Union I could transfer one that is military in nature.

The SG is called 'Global Justice' and is a privatly funded international organization holding patriotic heroes from all over the world. My russian is an armored hero that could fit in R.A.P.I.E.R. too.

"Why thank you Alex...", Elizabeth replied with a smile. "You are very pleasing to the eye too, if I may say so."

She noticed her Bloody Mary being placed on the table beside her by Maxsss and picked it up. "Have a drink and come join us..."

I tried the driver from the cd.. 165 I believe.. and the driver from the NVIDIA site 175.16. Something like that.. The numbers are from memory.

Basically the same probs with both old and new drivers.

http://forums.nvidia.com/lofiversion...hp?t46431.html
http://forums.nvidia.com/index.php?showtopic=61150

Things I found out.. (I an't even play for 10 min on my new rigg)

- Vista 64 is not going ok with latest NVIDIA drivers. The gfx crash is on one of the NVIDIA files in system32

- I actually get some blue screens ones in a while.

- NVIDIA forum states from other users with this problem on the 8800 gst 512mb that the error appeares in all kind of different games. Not only COX. But COX seems to have more problems with it then Age of Conan in my opinion / testcase.

As I had just bought all my stuff.. I have send my rigg to the shop so they can test out my findings. And see if there is a solution for it. My idea at the moment is that Vista 64 and the latest NVIDIA drivers have a compatibility problem.

I try sometimes.. my toons there are all rp friendly/ready. And the ones I met and who notice me slipping into character ones in w hile really love it.

New players dont care which server is named RP server. It was never officially made into one.

Casual rp or ic chatter in teams and/or missions is still appreaciated by new players at least.

Only the knucklehead pvp's xp loving idiots I met where telling me to move to Union for Roleplay. The rest never mind and often joined in. With some help.

Elizabeth looked around while sitting down. She looked rather different for a change... Sporting red hair and a sexy transparent coat that flowed in the sea breeze. Obviously enjoying the attention she got from it immensely.

She accepted a glass of wine from ORACLE hoping there would be something thicker then wine at the diner table. Maxsss showed her to her seat and asked what she desired to drink. Elizabeth ordered a Bloody Mary, but also asked him to replace the usual tomato juice as ingredient with blood.

She talked fashion for a while with ORACLE. It was rather visible that she was not really in the mood for business talk at all.

I have the same problem and I run NVIDIA GeForce 8800 GTS

As you run NVIDIA GeForce 8800 GT and NVIDIA GeForce 9800 GTX it is highly possible we have a gfx driver error here. Something that I occassionally get as warning during a crash like this.

Tarana
Zig Courtyard – Six Minutes to Cadre Breakout

Only six minutes left!, Tarana thought. She had headed towards the courtyard as Lomax had shown her. Because that would be where the Arachnos flyer should be standing ready for her. Along the way she came across several guards who where in combat with Arachnos soldiers. Overlooking the yard from the shadows she noticed that some heroes from around also gotten involved and where trying to stop the escapees.

Tarana searched for a safe way around. She wasn't ready to fight a hero now. First make sure to get free, then everything will be alright. Looking up she suddenly was reminded of some unfinished business. A few guards where manning a search-light so snipers could have a good view. And Tarana recognised Joe from solitary.

A smile came on her face and she started to climb the prison wall... making some wall holes with her fingers along the way to be able to. Joe was holding a gun when Tarana appeared right next to him. She grabbed it and pulled him towards her with it. "Hello Joe...", she said with a smirk. Holding him in front of her so his colleagues couldn't shoot. "This is you’re lucky day..." Tarana grabbed his throat like a vice.

"Tarana... no... I... Sorrwee... kuch...", Joe tried to say. But Tarana already was squishing his throat to the point that breathing became rather impossible.

"Goodbye Joe...", She said to him softly giving him a kiss but not letting go of his throat. She felt the last of his air escaping in her mouth as his body became limp.

The guards behind them regained their nerve... realising they didn't have to be afraid of shooting Joe anymore. A bullet barely misses her head. Tarana looked up and threw the lifeless body of Joe against them. Then jumped down the wall out of sight.

She crossed the courtyard... Suddenly a catlike heroine appeared in front of her and knocked her down. Tarana looked up and saw that the hero had grey fur and a tail. "Tell them back in you're cell that Nightseye got to you.", the hero said just seconds before four other in-mates ganked her from behind.

"Why should I...", Tarana replied toward the fighting group while running to the other side of the yard. Still remembering her promise to try and stay out of the way of any heroes during the whole breakout.

"Indeed you will, Alex!", Elizabeth said while finishing her wine.

"I am in the mood for a different kind of red liquid... I bid you all goodbye." She stood up and looked around. After a polite but meaningful nod towards Romanov she strolled out of the room... one would almost think she was not touching the ground. Before disappearing into the dark corridors of the temple towards the exit.

If you make a short description the space is still not enough. I always have to write it in word... then copy it in. Edit it several times by removing sentences or whole parts. Using all tricks in the book just to make the essentials fit in.

That is far from fun if you have a good short story. Which a biography essential is.

Please throw in at least another 100 characters...

Tarana
Canteen, Female Block, The Zig - Now

Tarana looked around in the canteen. Then to her food… or whatever it was they dared to call food in the Zig. She just wanted to start her desert when the sounds where heard. Stun blasts, screaming and more… The sound came from the other side of the wall. Where the male part of the canteen had to be.

The women started to get impatient and a lot of talking went on. A few guards came walking past the tables… “Ok all… diner is over! All back to you’re cells, NOW!!”, one screamed. Still wandering what the hell was going on there Tarana grabbed her desert and left the canteen at an easy pace.

The hallways towards the cell showed very few guards. One of them picked up the phone and Tarana saw him rally the others and run towards the canteen in a hurry. That must be some party., she thought to herself. She took a turn to the corridor her cell was wondering for a moment why she hadn’t seen her cell-mate yet.

Then she saw a huge blue creature appear in front of her. “Rorqual told you she would get you for this…”, it said showing a casket-up broken finger. Tarana remembered the aquatic meta from a few weeks before yes. The meta-human really holds a grudge it seems. Then she heard sounds behind her… Two more female inmates with a murderous look showed up blocking her path back. One of them was carrying a self-made knife.

Cornered Tarana felt her rage grew… And instead of trying to run away she did something unexpected. She put down her shoulder and stormed towards Rorqual with full force, ramming her. It was almost like hitting a brick wall but the aquatic meta dropped to her knees gasping for air too at least.

“What are you made of [censored]!”, Tarana screamed noticing the other two closing in. For a second she looked back. But she would have been better off watching her opponent. Rorqual grabbed her legs and threw Tarana against the wall. She felt the pain over her whole back. “you’re dead sushy-brain! Dead!”

Tarana jumped towards her opponent who hit her again during her attack. But this time the pain only fueled Tarana. She didn’t stop but clasped her hands together for a heavy blow to the neck. Rorqual fell forwards with the blow, but Tarana followed up with an uppercut towards the face. Knocking the blue skinned giantess upwards.

One of the girls jumped on Tarana’s back, desperately trying to choke her. Tarana reacted by running backwards to the wall. The girl screamed in pain when her ribcage broke sandwiched between Tarana and the wall. Bleeding from her nose and mouth she fell forwards, dropped down and stopped moving.

But Rorqual had her breath back. She grabbed a metal bar from the ceiling part. Ripped it right off and ran towards Tarana. Tarana blocked the raised arm with the metal bar using her left, and retaliated with her right… HARD! Knowing the super human strength fish-lady would have Tarana picked up the metal bar and began to assault the head. Hitting and hitting and hitting. Blood splashed up over her shirt and face but she didn’t stop.

The last girl obviously regained some of her nerves and walked up to Tarana’s back, ready to strike… Her knife firmly in her hand…

"Already way ahead of you there...", Elizabeth replied while sipping some of the antique wine.

"For the past week I have spoken to him about election... About how to continue after the vanguard where destroyed. He only needs a push to set it in motion. How far are you with the little tramp?"

LAst time I checked the auto-doc was still bugged / out-of-order

I don't expect this too work. The placement of the item depends on the SG having the badge I guess. At least I would have it made like that.

Tarana
Steel Canyon - Then

Silently Tarana moved a little higher up the crates so she could she who and where her follower was. Then she saw her. It was only a skinny chick, not much bigger then 5’4”, wearing a beaten up leather jacket, jeans and sneakers. She had a shock of purple hair that she kept brushing out of her hair with her free hand as she held a switchblade tight.

Tarana grabbed the case with money closer. Then made a decision. She pressed her shoulder against one of the higher crates. It was heavy but slowly started to inch forward. The purple-haired girl was standing right under it. The crate creaked as Tarana gave it one final shove over the edge. It hit the floor hard, shattering open in an explosion of splinters and packing material.

The purple-haired girl had jumped clear just in time.

“Damn you,” Tarana muttered to herself. “Come out little girl,” she called while jumping down to the ground.

The girl looked at Tarana with a mixture of shock and anger. “Are you [censored] mental? That nearly hit me. Look at those splinters, you could have had my eye out!”

Outside a male voice called out above the fighting, reacting to the sound of the falling crate. “Are you all right in there. Dee?” It was the Hellion leader Flashfire, but he didn’t come in to check yet.

“Yeah, I’m fine. You just take care of those Trolls, they give me the creeps!”

“Oh no you aren’t!” Tarana hissed

The girl shrugged to Tarana. “Don’t you think this is kind of sexist anyway? Because we’re girls we have to fight each other. And I bet they’d watch if they could. I mean, I’m not even technically in the gang, but if I were you I’d be insulted. Just look at me, you’re like twice my size, it’s not really a fair fight.”

"For god's sake will you shut up and get out of my way!" Tarana said while she grabbed the girl and threw her into one of the crates. She screamed as she fell awkwardly. Her knife clattered on the floor.

The girl tried to stand, cradling her arm, which looked broken. “What the hell? You’ve broken my [censored] arm… I’m a musician, you freak. And where do you get off being that strong? Oh, I get it, you’re a like a guy, right? What a [censored] epitaph, ‘here lies Dee Dee Diablo, beaten to death by an angry transsexual’.”

Tarana could tell the girl was in pain. It was rising in her eyes. “Noone talks to me that way... purple... no one!” Tarana hissed to her raising her right fist.

The blow didn’t land. Several things happened in a heartbeat. The sound of wailing sirens could he hear outside. Tarana felt hot searing pain over her arms, face and chest. Burning notes from Tarana’s case fluttered around her like glowing moths.

“[censored]! Oh [censored]!” she called out. The leather she was wearing stopped the full impact of the flames but the skin of her arms stung and the scent of her own burning hair filled her nostrils. She gasped for breath as if the air around her had suddenly been stolen.

The purple-haired Hellion girl was sitting unharmed amidst the burning wreckage of the crate Tarana had thrown her into. Her face was a mask of disbelief. Then fear. She scrambled to her feet and ran out of the warehouse.

Tarana beat the flames then dropped to the ground and rolled. Smoke filled her lungs and it was only the pain of burning that kept her from losing consciousness.

She cracked her head. As she felt the jarring cold water from the warehouse sprinkler system fall on to her raw skin, everything went black.

Elizabeth returned Romanov his gaze for a brief moment. Then looked at the broken Vial...

"And so the next stage has began...", she said softly to herself.

Tarana
Female Block, The Zig - Now

So that lawyer needed her in Cellblock D for her to escape?

Tarana lied down on her bunk listening to her cellmate on the bunk above her. At the sound of it she was reading a magazine of some sort. The woman had tried some conversation but Tarana hadn’t been very talkative. And trusting anyone was still very strange and unreal.

How would she get to d block? It is solitary confinement for the hard to hold. By now she would qualify... still... Almost involuntarily her mind wanders to the first time she managed to get herself into solitary confinement.

Sickbay, The Zig – Then

Slowly Tarana opened her eyes… The room was spinning, her vision still blurry. As the sedation began to work out she got a good view of the place she was in. But unfortunately that also meant that the pain came back. She tried to feel her sides where the pain originated… knowing it was very large burn wound but couldn’t move her hands as they where bound to the table.

At the door she saw a huge male guard, a weird grin on his face every time he looked at her. Next to her bed was a nurse holding some cloned skin.

“Let me loose…”, she weakly spoke out.

“Not on you’re life sister… you touch the new skin and ruin it before it heals.”, the nurse answered.

“No… Damn that hurt…”, Tarana called out while starting to pull at her restrains. At that the guard walked up to her and held her arms down inhumanly strong. “Keep quiet puppet… don’t hurt yourself. Bolo is here.” He said with a dark demanding voice.

The nurse finished up and placed new bandages. She tried to keep Tarana occupied by filling her in. “You have been unconscious for a while. We had to sedate you as we began the procedures to replace the burned skin you had. Still incredible you don’t have worse… The whole warehouse burned to the ground after the Paragon Police Force got you out of there. Try to relax please so you don’t pullout you’re infuse.”

But Tarana didn’t feel like relaxing at all… Still Bolo, who obviously had some superhuman strength, had her firmly still on the table. Then she saw the nurse inject some liquid in her infuse. Slowly all went black…

Sedated, dizzy and barely awake she heard a phone. In her half-open eyes she saw the nurse leave the room. The door hardly closed or she felt Bolo’s hands on her skin. “Bolo makes you feel good puppet.”, she heard him say. Realizing what he was doing Tarana tried to break loose. But sedated as she was she could hardly speak, let alone break the bounds. “No… don’t… stop… I get you for this… I swear… ”, she whispered. Then his hand held some cloth against her mouth and all went black again.

“She can be brought to her cell.”, the nurse said. Tarana woke up… violated… pain in regions where there where no burn wounds. While two guards unbound her she looked around very carefully for her violator but couldn’t find him around. Anger growing high… but keeping a cool appearance for the time being they walked to her cell.

The rest of the week all she could think about was Bolo. That and getting her strength back. The latter going extremely fast. Her hatred fueling her will to survive. Then, five days after her release of sickbay, she saw him.

He was on guard duty on the exercise yard. Tarana saw him from afar while she was training with some dumbbells. She didn’t hesitate for a minute and grabbed one of the large iron bars from the rack. Walking to Bolo some of the other guards noticed where she was going even before her target was. One tried to hold her grabbing her arm. The bar landed hard on his skull. Blood came out of his eyes and he was dead before hitting the ground.

Then all hell broke loose. Guards from all over the yard came storming towards them. Electric shockers ready. The closest one fired at her. For a moment she was paralyzed by the shock. Then she grabbed the man who was too close for his own comfort and she broke his neck. Tarana grabbed the shocker and placed it straight on the third guard his heart and fired. The man went into cardiac arrest almost immediately.

Now close enough she jumped forward hitting Bolo with the bar in his crouch. Super strong as he was, he obviously wasn’t invulnerable and he collapsed to his knees. She placed the iron bar around Bolo’s neck and shifted her body. Other guards fired. The electricity hitting Bolo point-blank. The jolt she felt nonetheless made her even angrier but didn’t let her loosen her grip. Then he collapsed choking. Tarana pulled the bar even harder till she heard his neck snap and his breathing stop.

A shot was heard echoing against the yard walls. And Tarana felt a sudden pain in her shoulder. She looked up and saw the sniper just before at least five stun beams took her down. Stunned, bound and gagged they dragged her towards solitary confinement… Kicking and hitting her all the way. But she couldn’t be bothered with it… a grin appeared on her face knowing her violator didn’t survived.

Now hated by the guards and an obvious security risk she wasn’t to be let out of solitary any time soon. After a while her wounds healed. To her surprise even the burn wounds. Although some small scar tissue remained. Being separated from other humans, and especially men, was a relieve for her though. And the constant training she did helped suppress the rest.