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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie!          Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| I hope not. Cuz then that would mean that my co-workers will eventually find it.
As well as The Prius Dance I'm working on... |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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Talk amongst yourselves. Would you play in water coming out of David's wang? (Last edited by Zabuza on 01-24-06 08:48 AM) |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| Okay, so I'm working on creating some kind of weird animation based around the song "Mad World" (as featured in Donnie Darko).
This what I have thus far: Odd Note: Best if viewed in Full Screen mode. For some reason, it's being cut off if viewed in the normal mode. I guess it's because I drew it and recorded it in widescreen mode. Anyway, Alt+Enter when you're playing it will put it in Full Screen mode. Please let me know what you think. Much of the middle is going to be taken out, and I think I'm just gonna go with part of the beginning and run with the end a bit more... (Last edited by Zabuza on 01-24-06 11:56 AM) |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| Yeah, but the new animation! What do we think of the new animation!? | |||
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| How is that inappropriate? It's art...turned into a fountain. Where little kids play in the water flowing out of David's wang. While their parents watch.
I think in New York. It's just another merging of ancient art with modern design. Lighten up. |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| My Disney/Smartecarte friend up in her old apartment in Anaheim. She loves Groucho Marx, so those were all his pics in the background. And, that was her Bubbles.
Updated the "Mad World" video. It's up to 1:38 minutes. It took me an hour to add on 30 seconds of footage. Mad World Same link as before...but, this time, it has an intro title, and my video company thingy. Enjoy! Oh, and found this:  (Last edited by Zabuza on 01-25-06 10:33 AM) |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| [Removed until further notice.] (Last edited by Stitch on 06-28-10 07:23 AM) |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| If you have a webserver (for instance, like Xeo does for his board, or I do for my company website), then this extension/FTP client can help facilitate the task of uploading/downloading data to your webserver. Especially, if you'd prefer to do it in a GUI-based environment rather than having to deal with a DOS-like command line based environment.
If, however, you do not need to upload or download anything via FTP (File Transfer Protocol), then you're installation was pointless. |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| 16 Seconds of Whitey!
For those of you wondering what/who Whitey is, he's our shared family dog. These 16 seconds chronicle his amazing growth, almost tripling his size in just a matter of eight months. First pic is when we got him in April of 2005, next pic is July of 2005, last one is in November of 2005. We need more pictures of him now, so I can create a longer video than just 16 seconds. Dial-up users, the vid is less than 1MB, so you're cool! It's set to the "Wanda Wanda" song from Katamari Damacy. Blah! While driving home last night, I randomly came up with an idea for a morbid iPod dancing commercial set to the Z*Trip's "Walking Dead". Anyway, I won't have that one done until sometime over the weekend, as I'm diligently preparing to re-enter US Federal service. Should have "Mad World" done by Monday, then it's off to work on the Paradox Island series once again, since I have a nice little twist to the storyline that must be addressed before I lose it. Anyway, enjoy my creativity and lack of sleep/food/caffeine! |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| The San Angeles city planners had long succeeded in laying out the streetway plans for the city, dividing the large plots of land into city blocks long before any of them had buildings or inhabitants. The sculptured wasteland in front of her seemingly spread for eons directly to the sandy borders of the Great Ocean. The AeroTrain track weaved around the future corners of buildings stretching out to the SubTrain transition connector before disappearing into an underwater tunnel stretching towards that far off unnamed island. The great continent/country of the Mainland had begun to spread beyond its boundaries, constructing the high-speed AeroTrain and SubTrain networks across most of the planet's continents; connecting the eastern metropolis of New Paris with the western fledgling attempt of San Angeles. The trip from one city to another averaged a mere two hours by AeroTrain since other stops in between were still far from being built, and the train was allowed its full speed of close to 900 miles per hour outside the city limits.
It was a long walk through the barren streetways of San Angeles, but she had reached the sea to admire its almost neverending expanse of blue and green. The air permeated her lungs, bringing back memories of the future, of Terran, and of a childhood she never had nor wanted. She stood, her silken white robes swaying gently in the ocean breeze, facing San Angeles, watching as buildings seemingly sprouted from the depths of the artificial Earth II. They broke free of their streetway constraints and stretched upwards toward the solar triplets' sunlight, and quickly raced for the edges of the ocean. Clean streets filled with automated transit solutions, personal and government vehicles, a network of elevated highways slithering around jagged edges of dark buildings. She took a step backward allowing a giant AeroTrain support leg to puncture through the sand. The track design changed, the train redesigned to travel faster, the city coming to life. For her, it was a matter of seconds to observe, but in reality ten years had gone by. She walked up the multi-tiered mass transit center to the AeroTrain level and waited for her commute back to the Cafe Rodin. The denizens had evolved in the dress habits, and quickly took notice to her presence. Her silver eyes pierced through the crowd, and everyone felt oddly at-ease. The train silently slid into place at the station as she closed her eyes to hear the bustle around her. Upon reopening, she sat in the forward car, next to an astute young man and his young wife, their little baby son nestled gently in her arms. The little boy smiled at the sight of her silver eyes. "He likes you," the young woman said cradling the little boy. "That, he does," the young man replied turning to the mysterious woman, "are you new to the city?" She parted her white robes turning towards the man, "No, I've lived here all my life. So, this is little Pat?" The man and woman looked quite puzzled. "Yes," they both answered, "but how did you..." "Shh," the woman in the white robes started, "it's best not to dwell upon that. This is my stop." She stood up, gently touching the little boy's head, and walked towards the door. Standing on the mass transit center's platform was a tall man, quite dignified, and attached to his strong hand was an awkward little boy, about the same age as Pat. The doors slid open, and as she walked past the man she smiled down at the little boy and whispered to herself, "I'll see you again tomorrow, and we shall have ourselves a little chat, Lee." The cafe had suffered the weathering of time and innovation, but still held its quaint charm. The owners had changed as well, but they still remembered talk of a woman that never aged, always appeared seemingly from nowhere, and always sat with her mysterious cup of "tea". The young woman behind the counter seemed astonished to see the robed woman, a woman she last saw when she was in her early teens. Where had she been for ten years? At her usual table below the custom green hue of the streetlamps, she watched as the first couple from the train walked towards the Elysian Apartment complex, a young little Pat teetering as he took his awkward steps towards the dark edges of the building. She sipped on her Earl Grey, slowly waving her hand over the cup as a shred of cream appeared in the cup, and watched the city fall into the darkness of night; the twilight of the two moons--Isis and Usirus--illuminating any portions of the city they could reach. (Last edited by Zabuza on 01-29-06 08:49 PM) |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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My buddy, who is currently serving in the Army in Iraq, sent me this photo:
It's part of his base of operations over in a place I can't mention. However, while looking through the photograph, I noticed something quite odd... 
Why is this portion of the building seemingly floating? Now, he told me that the photo wasn't doctored, so he doesn't know why it appeared like that. Any speculations? Are we looking at secret US government technologies they want us to know about? (Last edited by Zabuza on 01-29-06 01:42 AM) |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| So, it's finished.
Five days of work, and my crappy little mouse-drawn animation to Gary Jules' "Mad World" is finally complete. I'm so proud. *tear* Mad World @ YouTube.com It's so the awesome. Please tell me what you think of it. Be forewarned, it gets weird towards the end. |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| Cuz, that actually had me worried for a second, but I do see it now. I'll have to send the image back to him, or see if he can take a better one. I don't think he can though. He's not really supposed to be sending pictures like that back home.
Oh well. And from what I remember from SAS training, camouflaging object to blend in is usually done with the intent of not being visible from the air down, usually not from ground up. But, I guess this works as well. Ooh...floating tower... (Last edited by Zabuza on 01-29-06 10:58 AM) |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| I know it's a major bump, but I have stuff to add:
Better Video of the android in action. She actually looks pretty good except for the standard not-moving-fingers thing. And a better dressed version. (Last edited by Zabuza on 01-29-06 08:57 PM) |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| For lack of sales (and extremely high priced novelties), Sony announced this month that it will discontinue production of its awesomely animated Aibo dogs and cute little Qrio humanoid robots.
Qrio dancing Qrio Fan Dance At the end of the Fan Dance, they perform a little tai-chi driven dance. The Qrios have been used in a Beck music video, recently. Aibo, the popular little dog simulator (at least in Japan rich people circles) spawned a few other versions of itself: Aibo II Panda Aibo Aibo I Aibo III With a price range of $3000 to $8000, I still want one. Just not now. Maybe in the future when they'll be worth more and harder to find. (Last edited by Zabuza on 01-29-06 08:43 PM) |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| Oh, I have the cute and fluffy one that seems to be happy eating all day. I made a short video of him. But, I'd like the occasional electronic one that retrieves my e-mail and reads it to me. | |||
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| Click Here
This is just cool, and makes want to do nothing more than walk into the living room and mess with the router. |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| So, tho tho's birthday is actually tomorrow even though the board says it's today.
We call him "Hobbit" so that's why it's his hobbit day. So, Happy however old you are (22, I think), fuzzy guitar-playing, metallica-idolizing, weird hobbit man...birthday. |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| I like you about as much as I like anybody else on this board that I don't know in real life. Just to mess with your poll, I clicked the equivalent to "no". I've got nothing against you, but since I know that everyone under the age of "mature" thinks the board is life, I'm just going to shake my head.
Although, realizing that being a dick would be a good thing for me (read: gay). (Last edited by Zabuza on 01-31-06 04:12 AM) |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| She closed her eyes, feeling the soft breeze from the Great Ocean swirling around her. She found herself standing atop the plains of what would become known as Zedari Field on the unnamed island that would become Paradox Island. She watched from the great distance of the island as the city of San Angeles sprouted buildings, shut out light, and spread like a disease through the empty plots of land until nothing but a mesh of buildings was visible.
Her cup clinked softly against the table as she set it down. Morning had come, and the young woman behind the counter was standing in front of her. "Miss?" she asked, peering down at her, "are you okay? You've been sitting here all night." "I'm fine," her voice flowed as heavenly as the sea flows of the artificial ocean, "I was merely resting my eyes. Is it morning already?" She stood, her robes flowing behind her, and walked towards the Elysian Apartment buildings. At the foot of the building, a slightly older Pat and Lee played with little cars and trucks. They couldn't have been more than five years old, maybe six, and each had an malevolent innocence to them. Three years had passed as if from night until morning. She knelt down in front of them. Pat shot her his trademark condescending look while Lee just smiled. "I know you," Lee started, "you're the beautiful lady in white. Mommy says your name is Celeste." She smiled, holding her tea cup in one hand, "Yes, Lee. And, you, Pat?" Pat shrugged, but pointed at the tea cup, "What's that? Can I have it?" "It's a tea cup, and I'm sorry dear, but you can't have it." She gathered her robes and stood up to walk away. As soon as she stepped into the street, her surroundings accelerated, and she stood watching as vehicles zoomed around her, the trains whizzed by, and people blurred around her. She walked to the cafe, and sat down. Time resumed its leisurely pace. Outside of the Elysian, a teenage Pat stood cloaked in a dark trench coat, arguing with his father. In a window, high up the side of the building, a teenage Lee watched the scene below. She was intrigued and amused. |
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