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i don't understand .pts files that much

And by the looks of it you are still in Half Life 1. Come on fellas, I know you like it but please.....are we still mapping for quake and doom too? I think we are up a couple of engine modifications.

I must be a very lucky man, I have Xen Assault on my PC

There ain't, there ain't noone, aww whats the guts, the girl

?Just through these doors, up the stairs, and we should be able to see the sky.? Pierce huffed. ?Good thing, too. I think I hear a helicopter. Rescuers!?
?Thank god they?re here!? West added. The three men climbed up the stairs, tired, but jovial.
?It?s been nice knowing you, fellas, but once we get out of this place, maybe after a few beers, I?m flying to DC, staying with my parents until they get this under control.? Frank exclaimed.
?What about the resonance reversal? The delivery rocket? The Lambda team?? West asked.
?I?m sure someone will take care of it.? Frank replied. ?There?s got to be some PhDs working on it by now. I just want out of here.? The men realized they had been standing next to the exit doors talking.
??Why are we still in here?? Pierce asked, confused.
?Hell if I know. On three, we?ll open the doors. One, Two, Three!? Sunlight shone through the open doors, illuminating the stairwell better than the lights and windows in the door ever could.
?My eyes, my eyes!? Frank grimaced. ?God, it?s beautiful, but my eyes!? The men stood dumbfounded, waiting until their eyes adjusted to the midday sun. They heard men talking.
?Alright, men! You have your orders! Move out and find any survivors.?
?[b]HEY![/b] Hey, over here!? Pierce yelled while the other men waved their arms wildly. ?We?re so glad to see you guys! Do? Do you have food? Water?? The three ran towards the squad of soldiers, no more than eight of them.
?Open fire!? Their commander, clad in a beret yelled
?Open? fire?? Pierce stopped in place, wondering what it could mean. ?Open fire?! Run!? The three men ran from the soldiers as their Mp5s blazed.

?Man, those guys ran [b]quick[/b]!? Complained a soldier in a balaclava. 
?Did you see that one guard?s gun? I?m sure he had a python.? His friend replied. ?Why do we have to kill these guys, anyway? They?re just running from the monsters. Just because we have orders doesn?t justify killing innocent people.?
?Yeah, I mean we?re all [i]human[/i], right? Our only enemy should be those? [b]things[/b] that keep flashing in. They?re coming out of the damn walls!? He leaned against a garage door. ?If I get my hands on the guy who ordered this op, he?s dead. I don?t care if he?s the president, nothing justifies this.?
?I?ve got half a mind to leave, just take one of the civie SUVs and drive out of here until I run out of gas, then start running.?
?Hey, guys! I think they went this way!? Called a man with a cigar in his mouth. The two soldiers walked off, not hearing the three sighs of relief coming from inside the garage.

?Okay, so not all of the soldiers are happy about this.? Frank said. ?That?s good, right??
?Not really.? Pierce replied sadly. ?They still have to follow orders, or they might get shot as traitors. Hey, where?d doc West go??
?I am over here,? he said from the depths of an SUV?s steering column. ?Trying to hotwire this vehicle so that we may make our escape.? The SUV started.
?Alright! Good going, doc!? Frank said with joy. The two guards climbed into the SUV, Pierce taking the wheel. He steered it to the flimsy garage door, and floored it. The metal ripped away easily, and soldiers wheeled around from all directions and started shooting, hitting the car?s panelling and occasionally the glass. The three men were almost to the gate leaving the facility when a bullet cracked the windshield, breaking it into many pieces, still held together.
?Crap!? Pierce exclaimed. A bullet pierced the driver?s window, hitting him in the arm. Pierce lost grip of the steering wheel, and the SUV turned wildly, still speeding, until it hit a concrete wall. Everything went black for the three men.
?Ha ha ha.? Chuckled a man in a gasmask darkly. ?Let?s see ?em get out of [i]that[/i].? Soldiers crowded around the SUV, looking into the vehicle. Two security guards and a scientist, faces covered in blood, hung limply in their seatbelts. ?Alright, we got those bastards.? Reported the soldier in the gasmask over his radio. ?Stay alert for anyone else.?

Call in reinforcments and storm the outpost

He also gets a longer lunch break and is a big hit at the Citadel's VIP club

?Hey, Henry, what time is it??
?11:55, Frank.?
?No wonder I?m getting hungry.? Frank turned to Dr. West. ?How ?bout you??
?My stomach feels particularly empty, yes.?
?Cut it out.? Pierce snapped ?When whoever is coming to save us gets here, I?m sure they?ll have food we can borrow.?
?If rescuers are indeed on their way.? West replied pessimistically.
?I?m sure there?s a radio somewhere on the base. Word?s got to have gotten out by now. Now if only we could get out. Frank, are you sure we were supposed to take a left at the bathrooms??
?Hey, did you see something move?? Frank asked.
?Frank, stop fooling around and answer my question.?
?I think I saw it as well?? West insisted. Pierce and Frank unholstered their pistols.
?Get down, doc.? Frank ordered. They heard a muffled moaning.
?I believe someone is wounded. Perhaps we should find him??
?It might be a trap. Who knows what other aliens are out there?? Peirce replied.
?I think I heard someone say something about cakes. This is getting creepy.? Frank said.
?Cakes? [b]Cakes[/b], Frank??
?What else do you put icing on? It said something about icing.?
?Why would an alien be muttering about icing??
?It sounds as if it is coming towards us.? Commented West. A humanoid in a science team uniform rounded the corner, its ribcage exposed and its claws waving wildly. It shambled towards the trio of survivors, its face obscured by an alien. West screamed and the two guards shot it down.
?What the hell is that thing?? Yelled Frank.
?It? It looks like it used to be a person.? Pierce replied. ?Until that?crab thing latched onto his head.?
?Interesting?? Purred West. ?These crab creatures seem to be able to control the host?s nervous system by somehow opening the skull. I assume the grotesque claws and maw are mutations, caused by the creature?s blood mixing with that of the host.?

?I believe so.?
?While it?s nice you two are having a good chat, I think the path topside is this way.? Frank pointed down the hall.
?I hope someone is here to rescue us. I?d be so glad so see a soldier right now.? Pierce said exhaustedly.

there was this thread about twhl dying. is that so?

Hell, I don't even think you deserve to win after getting so bent out of shape over your mod not getting a unanimously positive response. That'd be unfair to Kasperg though, as I haven't seen him complaining on the same level you have this whole time.

Actually it is.

He left because someone made a journal joking about how Habboi's [?] cat had just died

Well...Canadians are saner?? I never got that impression...