Halo what? Master who?

THIS game...oh dear...boners

yea... nice use of UNKLE...

holy schnikies

No fair, my Blackberry doesn't do streaming video
how good does it look? It must look amazing cause it made Greshkov post something about it.

Gorgeous. In my Top Three Most Wanted.

B, check it out when you get home. it just makes you want to be an sand ninja.

Sweet, luscious boners.

you just want to say boner

Holy shit -- tell me gresh just said sand ninja.

Excuse me, i'm going to run to the patent office in a few minutes. You people might be groaning, but oh no. Sand ninjas? fucking brilliant.


A convoy of six people and a wagon crosses the desert. It's getting hot. Suddenly, there's a flash of dust and a member falls through the recently loosened sand. Sand bursts in all directions with the faint outline of a gold and grey mortal image bursting from the ground. A flash of steel, and another member falls to the ground. The hole from the first victim is slowly pulling apart, creating a wider hole. The image falls into the sand yet again, just as the guards finish wiping the sand out of their eyes. Confusion strikes, and unease stirs. Quick examination shows the beast of burdens who were pulling the cart have had their throats garroted in the haze. A crossbow slowly creeps out of the sand, and with a crack another guard falls. With the numbers fallen, the hidden assailants see their adversaries of little threat. two similar figures emerge from the sand to the left of the cautious guards. The enemies are draped in thin flat golden garments covering their entire bodies with the exception of dark grey gloves and terrifying, endless black goggles. Seeing their attackers less equipped, they approach cautiously but surely, seeing neither armor nor large weapons , both of which they had close at hand. They stand sixty feet away, completely immobile. The guards now begin to feel confident, moving quicker while menacingly brandishing their swords. What they did not see was the buried assassin they had just passed over, nor did they see him slowly emerge from the sand until the point where he grabs the furthest guard from across the neck with the blade dancing in front of his face. The others turn to investigate, a move that will be fatal. A crossbow is produced by one assassin along with a toe- blade by the other. The confused guards look at their pleading friend for a moment too long as the second sprints towards the victims, jumping, and garroting the first through the stomach. The second turns in disbelief, and promptly receives a crossbow bolt to the head. The held guard is quickly slaughtered, and the assassins nod to one another. One claps his hip in a quick pattern, and seven other similarly clad individuals emerge from the sand. The cargo is investigated, picked up, and hauled back to their cave base, all living to profit another day and none to know of their existence.


WHY can't I draw?