Nick_Swift

Tried a different cord and two different monitors.. Now the problem began when the new card was installed, and so the only other logical explanation is that it is the card itself. However it only occurs during game. In fact a guaranteed way to cause the signal loss is to try and create a new character. It blacks out 100% of the time during character creation. So, I'm returning the card today, but with some skepticism. How could it be a faulty card if every other function related to the graphics card is functioning exceptionally well?

Anyway, thanks to all who offered up tips and advice. Very much appreciated at this much too early hour. I'm off to bed. thanks again!

so replacing the cable should fix the problem? or is a vga cable not equipped to handle this? replace cable or monitor?

Nvidia gforce 9400 GT card and a vga cable. So it's most liekly the cord?

I recently instaled a new graphics card that seems to operate very well under most conditions. however when gaming my monitor intermitently loses signal. there seems to be no rhyme or reason to the timing. it has happened in the character creation screen more than any other place, but I've logged multiple hours of game time with no problems also. The problem comes with no error messages or prompts. The monitor simply loses signal. i often run itunes in the background and the music continues playing even though it begins skipping when the monitor loses power. I've downloaded the latest drivers, cleaned my fans, and tried some basic maintenence procedures to rule out overheating and faulty devices. So what exactly could casue this problem? The system web surfs, plays videos, and even flash games with no hiccups, and the only way to get the monitor working again is to give the computer a hard restart. I've run other games that are less graphics and cpu intensive with little to no problem. however, this occurence began witht he new grphics card. Is there a way to troubleshoot this problem? Any help will be appreciated. please tell me my brand new 100 dollar card isn't effed in the A. any hard core techies out there willing to help a layman?

((heya fellow Champs. I've noticed a strong decline in RP on the Champion server over the last few months. Let's not let Virtue take all the RP fun! So, here's the deal. Last night I started a new RP group with a few fellow veteran RPers. The story goes, that we're a govt funded group of supers called in to quell super powered threats to the public safety. We work outside the radar of our military counterparts though. So, we're much more laid back. Anyone interested in joining the Paragon's Super Powered Special Forces Team post a reply. Drop some character info for the group. I'll set up an in game, in character meeting with myself, or one of my generals. Let's have fun people! The group is still in it's formative stages, but I'm confident we can take off. We have very few members atm, but that shouldn't deter you. We'll grow with your help!))

((Bump... Expect a Sid story soon. ))

(Indeed... bump... )

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My name is Drew. I'm a senior. I'm the lead singer for a band, Beat the Traffic. I have absolutely no ambition which should make the next 40-50 years kinda difficult. I've been playing CoH for 8 months, and haven't played other MMORPGS cause they suck. *shrug* I'll be adding a pic soon. I need to find a good one.. or take a whole new one.. That's right! I'm a vain (censored). That about sums it up. Expect a pic soon.

As Sid walked up the path towards the door of the Zig he was stopped by several prisoners. They obviously had no idea who he was. After the first punch was swung and dodged it was about two seconds of flashing steel and scarlet. He entered the prison leaving half a dozen men laying on the ground whimpering. He normally would have slipped past them before they could have reacted, but he was driven today. He had a purpose for this visit. Men like Sid were capable of horrible things when they were driven with a single purpose. He didn't feel like bothering with the guards. He stepped into the shadows and seemed to disappear completely. He vaulted over the metal detector and snuck his way into the library. He could move freely now. He checked to make sure that Devil was absent. There sat the only man Sid knew for sure he could trust with what he needed to be done.

"Yukon, it's been awhile." Sid said sitting down across from him.

Yukon Tundra looked up at Sid with a startled expression. "Hey Sid. Didn't hear ya comin down the hall there. I guess no one else did either though." The tanker laughed and Sid smiled softly. He liked Yukon. he was friendly even if a little misogynistic that's why he hated himself for what he was about to do. He forced himself to believe he was asking a favor of a friend and not using someone to save his own hide.

"Listen, Yukon, I'm having a little trouble with some people and I could use a hand." Sid stared directly into Yukon's eyes and didn't flinch. There was no turning back now. Yukon would do what he needed or he wouldn't.

"It's Wille. As you may have noticed he doesn't exactly trust me. I have to do some things now that may.. Draw his attention. You're considered to be a minimal threat here. They let you move about fairly freely. I need to know when Wille is here, and I need to know when he's away from City Hall. I'll also need to know when Devil comes in for the night. I realize this is a lot to ask, but It's absolutely necessary that I know when they could be out and about." Sid watched his face for any indication of resistence, and he showed none. Sid continued. "I realize that our coms are being monitored. so I have something for you." Sid slid a sleek little phone across the table. "I know that cellular signals are blocked inside the Zig, but I think you'll find that this one works just fine."

Yukon picked up the phone and eyed it suspiciously. "It only has one button." The tank said after looking it over for what seemed like forever.

Sid grinned. "You only need to call one person. That button calls me, and only me." He watched Yukon for a moment before his final sentence. "So... Are you in?"

Yukon grinned up at him. "Sure. This thing's small enough to hide. Maybe if I knew more I could be more helpfu.."

Sid cut him off passively. "I'm not ready to let anyone know just yet. Things could get messy Yukon. If I screw this up, and denial is a great privilege to have with a controller like Wille around." Sid stood slowly as Yukon opened his copy of The History of the Acquisition of the Alaskan Territory.
"We'll talk soon my friend." Sid tossed him a half hearted smile and walked out.

He didn't have to play it quiet now. he didn't have to play at all. The guards were in a frantic circle talking to the warden.

"Sir, whoever did this is completely off of it. The men said he moved like a demon."

"No one's dead are they?"

"Not permanently, but all had to be teleported before they bled to death."

"This is gonna be a media field day if we don't do something NOW!"

"What do you have in mind Warden?"

"You say they were clean cuts?"

"Yes sir."

"Sounds like a sword."

Sid walked right by and wasn't even noticed.

"Bring in Handsome Devil for interrogation. Get Power Frost and Wille Zur Macht here too."

Sid couldn't help but smile as he walked to his destination. he would be clear to take care of more than expected tonight.. he knew enough to know that what he'd done wouldn't hurt anyone other than the six men who more than deserved what they got. Handsome would be cleared in a couple of hours and Wille would immediately call Sid in. He'd call it self defense, and point out that Tommy and his boys all had shivs. This was going to be a good week.

Sid had been running and jumping rooftops for a long time in a perfect daze. he stopped abruptly and realized he'd arrived at his destination. he heard Power Frost's voice explode over the com.

"Devil! Where the hell are you?"

"Easy Popsicle. no need to pull anything. In Crey's Folly, fighting Freak show, patrolling like we enFORCErs do from time to time."

"You're off our locator grid. You mind explaining that?" thundered Powerfrost.

A moment of silence, then the Devil came back through the static. "Well, Commissar, considering my degree in electrical engineering and my intimate knowledge of the Paragon City Telelocation system, I'd have to say I have no rutting idea why you can't see me. Maybe it's the Freak's electricals, or some isotope busy decaying in this muck. Ask someone with a higher forehead, boss. I'm just a monkey with a sword.

You could hear the Warden's teeth grinding over the comm. "Get back to the Zig! Now!"

The Devil laughed. "Aye aye, Cap'n Blye! Headin' fer port, yar!" The comm fell silent.

Sid watched the door quietly, perfectly hidden in shadow on his rooftop perch. It swung open, and the Devil cautiously emerged. The horned scrapper turned back inside, and Sid could hear him speaking.

"Your gnomes can handle my location?"

A woman's voice replied. "By the time you get to the Warden's office, you'll have been in Crey's since your departure."

"Cute."

The woman's voice became more stern. "I could put you in Dallas on the grassy knoll if it suited me, Devil. Now get out of my office."

The sound of noisy blown kisses. Then Handsome Devil emerged completely, and moved off toward his meeting with Powerfrost.

Sid's suspicion's were confirmed. The Devil had just walked out of Raindance's door. Sid had expected it, but he was still shocked as he watched the Devil walk away. He knew Raindance's type, and he knew whatever she'd enlisted Devil for it was big and bad
((thx to JJ and MoonBear for being so damn cool))

Yea.. what kaze said. only with more of witty overtone. well.. goodnight

Nick Swift- Slow Chemical (finger 11)
Healing Volts- Ballad for Dead friends (Dashboard Prophets)
Saint Sid- Payback (flaw)
Chris Gunn- Name of the Game (Crystal Method)
Holy Knight- Don't get Lost in heavne (Gorillaz)
I got more alts, but never play them so.. eh..

"Have Faith My Friend"

Sid was exhausted after the interchange. He'd trained his entire life to get to this level of physical capability, but keeping up with a super human like Liberty Bill was truly a test of skill. Sid simply wanted to go home to his apartment in Steel and take a shower, but Wille had asked for him to stop by the office and make a report. So, he sat on a bench waiting for Wille to call for him. He stared at the floor tile and tried to focus on something other than the still fresh broken rib and bullet graze on his forearm. He finally found something that angered him enough he could hold his thoughts on it.
"Why the hell can't I call my report in from home?" he muttered to himself.

City Hall was more or less empty this time of night, and his trained ears could hear every clock in every office in the corridor. He heard cars and gunshots outside, immediately followed by shouted battle cries and even louder bangs. Then he went back to thinking about the stinging pain in his ribs. The door opened and Wille motioned him inside. They sat and Wille jumped to the specifics of the scrapper's report.

"Dis exchange went well, ja?" asked FORCE's second-in-command

"Very well."

The controller made a note. "And the two of you did what exactly?"

"We went to Striga Island." answered Sid. "Once there I contacted an informant, and she alerted me to some council activity off shore on a boat headed to Independence Port. We tracked the boat down and defeated it's crew."

"And did you.."

Sid answered the question before Wille could finish. "No casualties to report sir." He said it with careful calmness. no point in loosing his temper over an over-exacting Nazi, but inside he was burning with fury.

Wille didn't trust him, and Sid knew it. The Aryan controller suspected him to be covering up something dark and sinister. Sid had volunteered for the program, and the truth is know one knew why. He'd told the shrink he was seeking to help the men and women involved in this program. He'd even said he was in Paragon to atone, but Wille had a feeling about him. Something that wasn't quite right.

"And what did the two of you discuss during the operation?" continued Zur Macht, unruffled.

Sid thought carefully before answering. They'd discussed a lot, and some of the info wasn't any of Wille's business. So he lied. "Not much. We talked about his enthusiasm for the program, and some of our past misdeeds."

Wille eyed Sid carefully for a moment. "And zat is all? You discussed nothing further?"

Sid smiled, but his eyes were cold. "That is all." His smile grew slightly wider as he noticed Wille shiver.

Wille pursed his lips. He looked oddly uncomfortable. There were plenty of murderers in F.O.R.C.E., but Sid knew sometimes being around him made even the Devil a little uneasy.

"You will report home now ja?" concluded Wille.

"No. I'm going to hit the block and pay a friend a visit. Then I'll go home." Sid tossed his locator on the desk. "I'm off duty. Don't call unless it's important."

Wille watched him disdainfully as he walked out of the office. At the Zig, Sid showed his I.D. and started the long descent down to the section were they kept the truly damned. He finally came to the Devil's cell. He called a greeting. "Hello Handsome Devil."

The horned scrapper looked up from the book and smiled. "Howdy your Eminence."

Sid glanced at the cover. "Hmm.. didn't know you could read."

"Yeah well.. they've got some 'Hooked on Phonics' tapes upstairs."

"Right.. didn't realize Emerson was on the prison reading list."

The Devil shrugged. "Minions of the Morning Star.
In his prowess he exults, And the multitude insults."

The Saint smiled, recognizing the poem quoted. "Daemonic Love. He wrote Celestial Love too, you know."

The scrapper grinned. "Doesn't suit me so well. Whatever. They were all out of Dr. Seuss and Hustler, so I took what was available. So what are you doing in this hole? I figured you'd be home in your nice cozy apartment by now, praying up a storm, your Holiness."

"I would be normally, but I heard you got put on lock-down. Thought I'd pay you a visit. I have some advice for you."

Handsome put the book aside. "Ahh.. sociopath to sociopath huh?"

"Something like that." nodded Sid.

Sid eyed the Devil's nearly healed wounds and smirked. "My advice, be careful of Raindance's games my friend. Shadow knows shadow."

The Devil laughed, touching a still-healing gouge on his left cheek. "Glad to see the scales have fallen from your eyes, padre. Don't you worry. I'll be treading real lightly with our public relations officer from now on."

"I'll be steering clear of you both from now on, thank you very much, Mr. Devil. Oh. One last thing. Something you could probably use."

Devil perked up a little as Sid tossed a small black box through the bars. The imprisoned scrapper caught it neatly, gave Sid a quick suspicious look, and then began opening it.

"Be safe, friend." He heard the Devil's muted laughter from behind him as Sid disappeared into the shadows

On the way home he thought again of Wille and how much the blonde controller didn't trust him. He laughed softly.

((Thanks to JJ for the awesome input and help editing.))
(uuhg.. had to edit that last line one last time.. lol. sorry about the confusion.))

((That was my first RP post in the forums. Hopefuly it's my worst, and the rest will be better. ))

Sid sat silently and watched the psychiatrist scribble notes over his last few statements. He'd been talking to the good doctor going on an hour and a half now, and clearly wanted to get out of the office and to his meeting with powerfrost.

"I would like to discuss one final thing with you Sid."

"Ok."

"You chose the name Saint Sid to be you public identity. Do you still feel as though you do the churches work? Do you believe yourself some immaculate savior even still?"

Sid laughed. It was cold and hollow and sent shivers down the doctors spine. He'd been in the room with alot of criminals and crazies since F.O.R.C.E. had hired him, but something was undeniably sane about Sid, and that frightened him.

"I'm afraid that is a difficult question to answer, and so it will take some time to elaborate."

"Please... Take your time."

"When I was working for them my life was simple. I was good. What I was doing was right, and the church was right. The people I killed were evil. They were wrong, and we were right. It was all black and white. The idea that what we were doing was unjust or wrong never crossed my mind. After I was.. released from their service I came to this city. I'd murdered for vengeance by that time. I began to see grey slipping into my black and white world. The simplicity I'd based my entire life on was gone. I heard about F.O.R.C.E, and realized how murky grey this city really was. The men and women in this organization are a varried lot, and when I first volunteered I felt superior. In short I thought I wasn't a criminal. After my first two weeks of working with these people I realized that the ones I'd come to save... well.. I couldn't save them. I realized I was a murderer, and I had to find my own redemption first."

Sid sipped from the glass of water on the desk in front of him and leaned in so that he was very close to the doctor. The man suddenly wished there was a suddle way to back his chair up.

"I'm not crazy exactly. I am, however, a sociopath. I have no remorse for my crimes. I feel more guilty about stealing the nail than I do about those murders. I know right from wrong, and I know the value of human life. I lack something.. something very important. I lack.. hmmm.. A conscience."

Sid sat back again and a loud knocking came from the door.

"Come in."

The door opened and Powerforst infromed the doctor of Sid's tardiness. Sid stood and walked to the door so that he could go up to Frost's office and recieve his next assignment. As he exited the room the guard at the stairs handed him his sheathed blade back. He hoped it was his night to patrol. He really wanted to cut into something.. or someone.