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I like the napalm idea :)
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Waiting for the ios release....
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the guy who drives a convertible in the pouring rain
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HERE IS A TOPIC DEDICATED TO THE 2018 MLB MAJOR LEAGUE BASEBALL POSTSEASON-- Feel free to post your thoughts and predictions on how this years postseason will turn out If you want to be added under a teams list, please indicate this in the comments. ROCKIES @pythor20000 DODGERS CUBS ASTROS BRAVES RED SOX YANKEES BREWERS A'S INDIANS ----------------------------- MY PREDICTIONS NL Wild Card Game Winner Rockies AL Wild Card Game Winner Yankees NLDS Winner Rockies NLDS Winner Braves ALDS Winner Astros ALDS Winner Red Sox NLCS Winner Braves ALCS Winner Astros WORLD SERIES-- Astros VS Braves
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Tanki Online Weather Channel
Pythor replied to Pythor in Tanki Online Weather Channel Writers' Corner
TANKI ONLINE WEATHER CHANNEL Hello everyone and welcome to Tanki's very own weather & storm team. This is TWNC (Tanki Weather & News Channel) at 6:00. This is Pythor broadcasting live from a heated Polygon CP. At the moment, the score reads 1782-1710, but still 3 hours remain until this hotly contested match wraps up. At the end of the battle, we will see an enormous battle fund distributed leaving a few tankers with a hefty sum of crystals in their wallets. As of right now, I am recording this broadcast safely situated on "The Beach" of Polygon, watching the battle scene unfold below me. Updates on this match will be continuing until its ending, so stay tuned! We will now turn to today's weather in all Polygon CPs. A 95* degree high is making today ideal for Fires and that is exactly what we are seeing. Fire will dominate out there for the time being, but as we progress into the evening hours, we might see a higher percentage of Smoky. So everyone, please be prepared to turn on your handy tank windshield wipers; the smoke could get pretty thick. As we near midnight, we also have a slight chance of a Freeze coming our way. I know it's only October, but these early occurrences have been known to happen in the past. Now for our weekly forecast: S U N D A Y 95* M O N D A Y 92* T U E S D A Y 94* W E D N E S D A Y 81* 85% 90% 90% 75% Firebird Firebird Firebird Firebird 30% CHANCE OF SMOKY 15% CHANCE OF SMOKY 30% CHANCE OF SMOKY 35% CHANCE OF SMOKY SLIGHT CHANCE OF FREEZE T H U R S D A Y 80* F R I D A Y 73* S A T U R D A Y 75* 70% 50% 55% Firebird Firebird Thunder 35% CHANCE OF SMOKY 40% CHANCE OF THUNDER 35% CHANCE OF FIREBIRD 15% CHANCE OF SMOKY 5% CHANCE OF A FREEZE Fires will be rampant early in the week; however, as we come into the weekend, starting Friday night, we see a decrease in the temperature, making it ideal conditions for a few outbreaks of Thunder. We now go over to Bob with sports. "The cubs wull win zee vorld series." But Bob, the Rockies have a better pitching staff and a better offense. "Yee. I donn't care." Well, there you have it folks. To wrap our broadcast up, we will go over to Michaelangelo with political news. "Red alert! Red alert! All Tanki players, do not succumb to Fortnite's evil schemes and antics. Stay true to the game!!!.... Tanki for life....!!! We will keep that in mind. Thank you Mike! That's it for today folks. Thank you for tuning in to TWNC radio network. Hope you enjoyed this live broadcast. We will see you all soon! THIS BROADCAST WAS BROUGHT TO YOU BY SOUTHWEST AIRLINES AND PEPSI- 18 replies
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Shaft does NOTTTTTT need a buff...
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Guess its just us three then. Go Cubs!
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Real Tanks That may have Inspired Turrets and Hulls in TO
Pythor replied to Aigaion in Writers' Corner
Almost 400 views and 40+ replies. Nice work -
Thx Kais ;)
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106 boys.. I dont waste my time trying to get stars
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Just got Play Dough paint out of 7 conts.. Didnt think it looked cool before, but now... wowzer
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The Days Of Fear: A TO Novel - Chapter 3
Pythor replied to Pythor in The Days Of Fear: A TO Novel - Chapter 3 Writers' Corner
PREVIOUSLY ON T.D.O.F. -- http://en.tankiforum.com/index.php?showtopic=376843 CHAPTER 2 C H A P T E R 3 That night, all three boys set up their sleeping bags in Michael’s basement. Connor set his alarm for 6:45, giving them plenty of time to wake up before making the call. Aaren had called Jeff and filled him in on the progress of the investigation. Jeff said that he would be back home in a few days. None of the boys slept well. Michael woke up twice from a bad dream, and Connor kept complaining about the mosquitoes. Aaren didn't manage to sleep at all. At 6:45 the alarm went off. Connor mumbled something before leaning over and shutting it off. Michael freed himself from the confines of his bedding and went into the basement bathroom. After splashing water on his face, he returned to where Connor and Aaren still lay. “C'mon guys. We have 5 minutes till we make the call.” “Relax bro. It’s not like we have to prepare ourselves to make a phone call,” Aaren said as he sat up. Michael grabbed his phone and lay back down on top of his sleeping bag. “Aren’t you curious who this guy is and what information he’s got?” “Of course,” Aaren replied. “He just seems a bit freaky. I mean, how the heck did he know we were looking for him?” “That I aim to find out,” Michael said grimly. Then suddenly he turned and yelled, “Wake up Connor!” Connor promptly rolled over onto his back and his head made direct contact with something solid. The thud, followed by a high-pitched yelp, vibrated around the close confines of the basement. He sat up, all sleepiness drained from his body. “Of all the bloody…” Connor gasped as he kicked the battleship board. He spun around and looked at Aaren, who was smiling. Connor slowly unzipped his sleeping bag without saying a word, and stomped off to the bathroom. “Great. Now he’ll be in a bad mood all day,” Aaren snorted. Michael grunted, then stood up and lifted the shades from the lone window in the basement. The rain, which had released its fury for almost two days straight, had finally ceased. There were still clouds gathered in the sky, but the sun was breaking through. “We might be able to go outside today Aaren.” Michael left the window opened as he dialed the number on his phone. Then he put the call on speaker mode. This time it had barely rang once before someone answered. “Good morning.” This voice didn’t resemble the one Michael had talked to the night before at all. “Hi… is this…” he glanced over at Aaren, who shrugged his shoulders. “Underwood?” “The name is Asher. Asher Underwood. I…” “Hold on,” Michael quickly interrupted. “I want to ask you a couple questions first. To start, how did you know we were looking for you in the first place?” There was a pause. “I see everything that happens related to Tanki,” came the reply. “At the moment, the next issue of the Tanki Newspaper is about to be released. Nives just logged on and is playing in a Polygon CP with other Warrant Officer noobs. I know there are three of you. You have some important questions to ask, yet you don’t want certain information leaked. I know you contacted Mr. Stiffler regarding your questions, and he sent you to me. Am I correct?” Aaren mouthed something but it was drowned out by Michael’s answer. “Possibly,” he replied lamely. “I know you were in a Madness CTF a couple days ago. An unexplainable event took place.” There was another pause. “However, what I do not know are the minute details of the said event. I am sure you will help me there… no?” “Umm yeah. One more thing though…” Aaren took the phone from Michael. “You sound different.” A soft chuckle was heard from the other end of the line. “I have… enemies. Last night, you called my work number. So, I had to mask my voice a bit. They will stop at nothing to get me. We wouldn’t want them to track me, now would we?” The reply was simply put. “I’m still confused,” retaliated Aaren. “But enough of the chit chat,” Aaren’s comment was ignored. “Tell me the information.” Underwood’s tone suddenly became colder. Michael wrestled the phone back from Aaren. “There’s not much to tell. Monday morning is when it happened. Me and one of my friends were on Madness. We heard a rumbling sound, then the floor of the map supposedly collapsed.” “Ah, go on… where were you that your account was not destroyed?” “How did he know…” Aaren started to say, but stopped when Michael waved his hand at him violently. “My garage page was open.” “Before the map collapsed, did anything happen that was… unusual?” “Well,” Michael replied. “A gold box dropped right before…” “Ahh, then it is as I expected!” Underwood exclaimed. “What is? Is a hacker behind this?” Michael questioned. “Yes. Although calling him a mere hacker would be a gross understatement. He is the leader of all kinds of electronic hacking. He plagues the gaming world, hacking into databases and causing players to blame the developers, when really, it was he who should have taken the blame. He is good,” Underwood emitted a short chuckle. “He is very good. He creates chaos and destruction, then when the highest climax is reached, he suddenly disappears into the shadows, and hides until he deems the time is right to strike again. Nobody knows who he is, because none can catch him. In this case, he has waited quite a while before returning to Tanki. Years and years ago, in the first stages of Tanki, he terrorized the game for many months, hacking into battles and causing glitches and lags to plague the game. Many tried and failed to unveil who was behind it all. Some lost their accounts to the evil genius. His own personal flourish to his feats was he would drop a gold box before he struck. This caused players to both love and fear the gold box siren. Then, one day his antics ceased, and he supposedly withdrew into hiding. Now, it seems he has returned. And if it really is him, dark days lie ahead for the Tanki community.” Michael and Aaren had been listening intently to Underwood’s story. Now Michael spoke. “How do you know all this?” “Ah,” the other snorted. “I know because I was probably the closest out of anyone to actually catching him. I have traced his signature hacks from game to game since his days in Tanki. However,” he paused. “This time is different. He has been perfect, utterly perfect in his schemes up to this point. But finally, he has proven even he can mess up. He made a mistake.” “Which was…?” Michael replied in bewilderment. “You.” Everyone was silent for a moment before Underwood continued. “For the first time, a witness wasn’t directly affected. He didn’t know you weren't in the battle when he pulled off his stunt. You couldn’t have picked a better time to enter the garage had you tried. Had I been in your place, our hacker might have been caught. But, since it was only you, other details that would have been useful were… overlooked.” Underwood said the last sentence slowly, letting his words sink in. “But, no matter. Now that he has made one flaw in his plan, other mistakes might follow. This could prove to be the beginning of his downfall.” The speaker paused again and there was a rustle at his end of the line. Underwood had been talking in a grim tone up to this point, but now his voice turned cheery. “Lets keep in contact going forward. I have a website…. The password is ‘UGAHDA.' I’ll tell the others to be expecting you.” “Wait…” “Sorry, gotta fly. If you see anything out of the ordinary, call me. Be careful, and remember, with ‘him,’ nothing is as it seems.” There was a crackle, then the phone buzzed and went dead. Michael took a long, hard stare at his phone before setting it down on his pillow. He sighed, then turned to Aaren. “What is going on.” Aaren grunted. “How do we know Underwood was telling the truth? For all we know, he could be the hacker himself!” “We don’t have any other information, so for now, let’s believe him. I suggest we go visit his website. Maybe we can do a little more research on who he really is.” Michael was interrupted by a loud banging on the stairwell. Connor appeared at the other end of the room dragging a garbage bag full of snacks. Aaren took a quick glance at his phone to see the time. His eyes widened, it was only 7:07. The phone conversation had felt like an hour, when in reality, it was only about five minutes. “You are already done? What did you guys find out?” Connor questioned as he emptied out the contents of the bag onto the floor. He was evidently in a better mood now. “You’d better listen up,” Michael spoke. “If what Underwood just told us is true, dark days lie ahead indeed!” -
Real Tanks That may have Inspired Turrets and Hulls in TO
Pythor replied to Aigaion in Writers' Corner
Nice article complete w pics. Continue writing Aigaion ;) -
Google translate stinks :huh: <<< Thats me half the time
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Will Issue 80 be released late since Issue 79 came out like a week late? Or will it be out on schedule.
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Excited to see the results..
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Paint looks decent.. But not wasting 20+ hours trying to get it... Going for mabye 150 stars
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They would have to be pretty darn bad. An M4 vs an M1 is like a kid fighting two grizzlies in a blizzard
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valid ProBattles: add Space-mode to MM map versions
Pythor replied to KILL_BILL_CHAUHAN in Ideas and Suggestions
I'm liking this idea. Space MM battles would be a blast -
Awesome! I think only one word can describe this story---- Lumpily :)
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Thanks guys! Just finished writing chapter 3.. Should be out late next week.
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I just realized that like 5 mins after i posted... :) Anyway thanks
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