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  1. BEHOLD THE IMP ARMY RETURNS BUT IN A GLORIOUS HALO WARTHOG, VERY LORE FRIENDLY, VERY WHOLESOME AND CAN RUN OVER PEOPLE IN THE HALLWAY 10/10 ROLEPLAY Sixth Army Marines - Halo Selected.mp4
  2. Logged in just to say that Cecil is an absolute champion. You've done more than what anyone could ask for and always brought good vibes no matter when or where Now, you can happily join us in the retirement village
  3. Haven't had anything too bad myself except one or two sprains, but I knew a bloke that ripped up his nutsack on the chain of his bike No cap
  4. Logged back in just to comment at seeing this, that was a seriously fun vid to edit and work with the old sith lads on Since I'm not an active member anymore, I'm not gonna say much other than that most of my media content was from the "semi-serious rp" moments. Before evo rolled around as budget Space Marines and purging/hating all xenos, it was more or less on the edge of removal despite their great loadout. Might not have been "serious rp", but it was rp that extended evo's duration, led to funny moments and brought in members. RP overall and in most scenarios just needs to be more cr
  5. Who keeps pushing for Seventh Sister being above the other Siblings? That shit aint healthy yo Bet it was jman
  6. Ah shit you have a good memory I do regret not jumping aboard for it
  7. See I'd totally join just to make videos and do interviews, let me lead and I will move us into glory #Bring it back
  8. Good to see the therapy session worked out
  9. The OG Mud Trooper club
  10. What's this? A RETURN!? Nah. Just putting up a playlist for my old videos from stuff I've made in the past, in case anyone wants to see them still and don't want to go digging around. But the reality is that I was meant to do this when I dipped two months back but forgot... also I'm lazy. Figured it fit right here in the Media Museum I was never here. - Pulse -
  11. Was a good run but life catches up, exams for certain things and jobs coming in. Been planning on leaving for a bit so tonight will be my last. Shoutout to all the big homies I rolled with along the way and to all the other homies who I didn't tag @Bluey (idk if this is the right simon) @Dazza @Kaat @Dirthi @RestofDT @Delta @Ragetank @Tonberry @Kippy @Parcy @Joel @Mongo @Matrix @Auzii @Shepard @Tempest @OldINQGang @Noni Wishing all of you nothing but the best for the future, you might catch me on Discord now and then >_> Laterz!
  12. Ralof: Hey, you. You're finally awake. You were trying to cross the border,
           right? Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us, and that
           thief over there.
    
    Lokir: Damn you Stormcloaks. Skyrim was fine until you came along. Empire was
           nice and lazy. If they hadn't been looking for you, I could've stolen
           that horse and been half way to Hammerfell. You there. You and me -- we
           should be here. It's these Stormcloaks the Empire wants.
    
    Ralof: We're all brothers and sisters in binds now, thief.
    
    Imperial Soldier: Shut up back there!
    
    [Lokir looks at the gagged man.]
    
    Lokir: And what's wrong with him?
    
    Ralof: Watch your tongue! You're speaking to Ulfric Stormcloak, the true High
           King.
    
    Lokir: Ulfric? The Jarl of Windhelm? You're the leader of the rebellion. But if
           they captured you... Oh gods, where are they taking us?
    
    Ralof: I don't know where we're going, but Sovngarde awaits.
    
    Lokir: No, this can't be happening. This isn't happening.
    
    Ralof: Hey, what village are you from, horse thief?
    
    Lokir: Why do you care?
    
    Ralof: A Nord's last thoughts should be of home.
    
    Lokir: Rorikstead. I'm...I'm from Rorikstead.
    
    [They approach the village of Helgen. A soldier calls out to the lead wagon.]
    
    Imperial Soldier: General Tullius, sir! The headsman is waiting!
    
    General Tullius: Good. Let's get this over with.
    
    Lokir: Shor, Mara, Dibella, Kynareth, Akatosh. Divines, please help me.
    
    Ralof: Look at him, General Tullius the Military Governor. And it looks like
           the Thalmor are with him. Damn elves. I bet they had something to do
           with this.
    
           This is Helgen. I used to be sweet on a girl from here. Wonder if Vilod
           is still making that mead with juniper berries mixed in. Funny...when I
           was a boy, Imperial walls and towers used to make me feel so safe.

     

    Haming: Who are they, daddy? Where are they going?
    
    Torolf: You need to go inside, little cub.
    
    Haming: Why? I want to watch the soldiers.
    
    Torolf: Inside the house. Now.
    
    [The wagon stops near the chopping block.]
    
    Imperial Soldier: Whoa.
    
    Lokir: Why are they stopping?
    
    Ralof: Why do you think? End of the line. Let's go. Shouldn't keep the gods
           waiting for us.
    
    Lokir: No! Wait! We're not rebels!
    
    Ralof: Face your death with some courage, thief.
    
    [Under the Imperials' watchful eye, the prisoners start jumping out.]
    
    Lokir: You've got to tell them! We weren't with you! This is a mistake!
    
    Imperial Captain: Step toward the block when we call your name. One at a time!
    
    Ralof: Empire loves their damn lists.
    
    Hadvar: Ulfric Stormcloak. Jarl of Windhelm.
    
    Ralof: It has been an honor, Jarl Ulfric!
    
    Hadvar: Ralof of Riverwood. Lokir of Rorikstead.
    
    Lokir: No, I'm not a rebel! You can't do this!
    
    [He makes a break for it.]
    
    Imperial Captain: Halt!
    
    Lokir: You're not going to kill me!
    
    Imperial Captain: Archers!
    
    [Lokir is downed with one bowshot.]
    
    Imperial Captain: Anyone else feel like running?
    
    Hadvar: Wait, you there. Step forward. Who are you?
  13. Damn wanted to see the bit where half the server was crammed into the room
  14. Yeah thats why I refereed, some people were too good
  15. The real big lads remember the Inquisitorious Kettle Ball tourney's
  16. Have to agree myself here, been happening for a while
  17. Hungry Jacks near me is solid Anyone who said Red Rooster is nasty
  18. Terror Trooper? More Force Unleashed regiments lets goooo
  19. Balgruuf: So, Irileth tells me you came from the western watchtower.
    
    Whiterun Guard: Yes, my lord.
    
    Irileth: Tell him what you told me. About the dragon.
    
    Whiterun Guard: Uh...that's right. We saw it coming from the south. It was
                    fast...faster than anything I've ever seen. 
    
    Balgruuf: What did it do? Is it attacking the watchtower?
    
    Whiterun Guard: No, my lord. It was just circling overhead when I left. I never
                    ran so fast in my life...I thought it would come after me for
                    sure.
    
    Balgruuf: Good work, son. We'll take it from here. Head down to the barracks
              for some food and rest. You've earned it. Irileth, you'd better
              gather some guardsmen and get down there.
    
    Irileth: I've already ordered my men to muster near the main gate.
    
    Balgruuf: Good. Don't fail me.
    
    Balgruuf: There's no time to stand on ceremony, my friend. I need your help
              again. I want you to go with Irileth and help her fight this dragon.
              You survived Helgen, so you have more experience with dragons than
              anyone else here. But I haven't forgotten the service you did for me
              in retrieving the Dragonstone for Farengar. As a token of my esteem,
              I have instructed Avenicci that you are now permitted to purchase
              property in the city. And please accept this gift from my personal
              armory.
    
    Farengar: I should come along. I would very much like to see this dragon.
    
    Balgruuf: No. I can't afford to risk both of you. I need you here working on
              ways to defend the city against these dragons.
    
    Farengar: As you command.
    
    Balgruuf: One last thing, Irileth. This isn't a death or glory mission. I need
              to know what we're dealing with.
    
    Irileth: Don't worry, my lord. I'm the very soul of caution.
    
    [Irileth and the player go to the main gate, where her men are readied.]
    
    Irileth: Here's the situation. A dragon is attacking the Western Watchtower.
    
    Whiterun Guard: What?
    
    Whiterun Guard: A dragon?
    
    Whiterun Guard: We're in for it.
    
    Irileth: You heard right! I said a dragon! I don't much care where it came from
             or who sent it. What I do know is it's made the mistake of attacking
             Whiterun!
    
    Whiterun Guard: But Housecarl...how can we attack a dragon?
    
    Irileth: That's a fair question. None of us have ever seen a dragon before, or
             expected to face one in battle. But we are honorbound to fight it,
             even if we fall. This dragon is threatening our homes...our families.
             Could you call yourselves Nords if you ran from this monster? Are you
             going to let me face this thing alone?
    
    Whiterun Guard: We're so dead...
    
    Irileth: But it's more than our honor at stake here. Think of it -- the first
             dragon seen in Skyrim since the last age. The glory of killing it is
             ours, if you're with me! Now what do you say? Shall we go kill us a
             dragon?
    
    Whiterun Guard: Yeah!
    
    Whiterun Guard: Damn right!
    
    Whiterun Guard: Yeah!
    
    Irileth: Let's move out.
    
    Irileth: No signs of any dragon right now, but it sure looks like he's been
             here. I know it looks bad, but we've got to figure out what happened.
             And if that dragon is still skulking around somewhere. Spread out and
             look for survivors. We need to know what we're dealing with.
    
    Whiterun Guard: No! Get back! It's still here somewhere! Hroki and Tor just
                    got grabbed when they tried to make a run for it!
    
    Irileth: Guardsman! What happened here? Where's this dragon? Quickly now!
    
    Whiterun Guard: I don't know! Kynareth save us, here he comes again...
    
    Irileth: Here he comes! Find cover and make every arrow count!
    
    Whiterun Guard: Talos save us! It's a dragon!
    
    Whiterun Guard: Slay it! Slay the dragon!
    
    Whiterun Guard: I can't get a bead on him!
    
    Irileth: Come down here and fight, you coward!
    
    Mirmulnir: Dovahkiin! No!!
    
    Irileth: Let's make sure that overgrown lizard is really dead. Damned good
             shooting, boys!
    
    Whiterun Guard: What's happening?!
    
    Irileth: Everybody get back!
    
    Whiterun Guard: I can't believe it! You're...Dragonborn...
    
    Dragonborn: Dragonborn? What do you mean?
    
    Whiterun Guard: In the very oldest tales, back from when there were still
                    dragons in Skyrim, the Dragonborn would slay dragons and steal
                    their power. That's what you did, isn't it? Absorbed that
                    dragon's power?    
    
    Whiterun Guard 2: Dragonborn? What are you talking about?
    
    Whiterun Guard: That's right! My grandfather used to tell stories about the
                    Dragonborn. Those born with the Dragon Blood in 'em. Like old
                    Tiber Septim himself.
    
    Whiterun Guard 3: I've never heard of Tiber Septim killing any dragons.
    
    Whiterun Guard: There weren't any dragons then, idiot. They're just coming
                    back now for the first time in...forever.
    
    Whiterun Guard 4: But the old tales tell of the Dragonborn who could kill
                      dragons and steal their power. You must be one!
    
    Whiterun Guard 2: What do you say, Irileth? You've being awfully quiet.
    
    Whiterun Guard 3: Come on, Irileth, tell us, do you believe in this Dragonborn
                      business? 
    
    Irileth: Hmph. Some of you would be better off keeping quiet than flapping your
             gums on matters you don't know anything about. Here's a dead dragon,
             and that's something I definitely understand. Now we know we can kill
             them. But I don't need some mythical Dragonborn. Someone who can put
             down a dragon is more than enough for me.
    
    Whiterun Guard 4: You wouldn't understand, Housecarl. You ain't a Nord.
    
    Irileth: I've been all across Tamriel. I've seen plenty of things just as
             outlandish as this. I'd advise you all to trust in the strength of
             your sword over tales and legends.
    
    Whiterun Guard 2: If you really are Dragonborn, like out of the old tales, you
                      ought to be able to Shout. Can you? Have you tried?
    
    Whiterun Guard 2: By the gods! What manner of power is that?
    
    Whiterun Guard: That was Shouting, what you just did! Must be. You really are
                    Dragonborn, then...
    
    Irileth: That was the hairiest fight I've ever been in, and I've been in more
             than a few. I don't know about this Dragonborn business, but I'm sure
             glad you're with us. You better get back to Whiterun right away. Jarl
             Balgruuf will want to know what happened here.
    
    Proventus: Good. You're finally here. The Jarl's been waiting for you.
    
    Balgruuf: You heard the summons. What else could it mean? The Greybeards...
    
    Hrongar: We were just talking about you. My brother needs a word with you.
    
    Balgruuf: So what happened at the watchtower? Was the dragon there?
    
    Dragonborn: The Greybeards?
    
    Balgruuf: Masters of the Way of the Voice. They live in seclusion high on the
              slopes of the Throat of the World.
    
    Dragonborn: What do these Greybeards want with me?
    
    Balgruuf: The Dragonborn is said to be uniquely gifted in the Voice -- the
              ability to focus your vital essence into a Thu'um, or Shout. If you
              really are Dragonborn, they can teach you how to use your gift.
    
    Hrongar: Didn't you hear the thundering sound as you returned to Whiterun?
             That was the voice of the Greybeards, summoning you to High Hrothgar!
             This hasn't happened in...centuries, at least. Not since Tiber Septim
             himself was summoned when he was still Talos of Atmora!
    
    Proventus: Hrongar, calm yourself. What does any of this Nord nonsense have to
               do with our friend here? Capable as he may be, I don't see any signs
               of him being this, what, "Dragonborn."
    
    Hrongar: Nord nonsense? Why you puffed-up ignorant...these are our sacred
             traditions that go back to the founding of the First Empire.
    
    Balgruuf: Hrongar. Don't be so hard on Avenicci.
    
    Proventus: I meant no disrespect, of course. It's just that...what do these
               Greybeards want with him?
    
    Balgruuf: That's the Greybeards' business, not ours. Whatever happened when you
              killed that dragon, it revealed something in you, and the Greybeards
              heard it. If they think you're Dragonborn, who are we to argue? You'd
              better get up to High Hrothgar immediately. There's no refusing the
              summons of the Greybeards. It's a tremendous honor. I envy you, you
              know. To climb the 7,000 Steps again...I made the pilgrimage once,
              did you know that? High Hrothgar is a very peaceful place. Very...
              disconnected from the troubles of this world. I wonder if the
              Greybeards even notice what's going on down here. They haven't seemed
              to care before. No matter. Go to High Hrothgar. Learn what the
              Greybeards can teach you.
    
              You've done a great service to me and my city, Dragonborn. By my
              right as Jarl, I name you Thane of Whiterun. It's the greatest honor
              that's within my power to grant. I assign you Lydia as a personal
              housecarl, and this weapon from my armory to serve as your badge of
              office. I'll also notify my guards of your new title. Wouldn't want
              them to think you're part of the common rabble, now would we? We are
              honored to have you as Thane of our city, Dragonborn.
    
              Back to business, Proventus. We still have a city to defend.
    
    Proventus: Yes, my lord.
    
    Dragonborn: What's it mean to be Dragonborn?
    
    Balgruuf: Well, in the old tales, the Dragonborn heroes would use the power of
              their Voice to defeat the enemies of Skyrim. Wulfharth was
              Dragonborn. Talos, too -- the founder of the Empire, back in the good
              old days. In the very oldest tales, back from when there were still
              dragons in Skyrim, the Dragonborn would slay dragons and steal their
              power.
    
    Dragonborn: Who are the Greybeards?
    
    Balgruuf: They're the Masters of the Way of the Voice -- of Shouting. They live
              up on top of the Throat of the World. If you're really Dragonborn,
              they'll want to talk to you. In the old stories, they always summon
              the Dragonborn for training.
    
    Dragonborn: How can you protect Whiterun from the dragons?
    
    Balgruuf: With good planning and constant vigilance. Even now, my court wizard,
              Farengar, continues his research into ways we might drive back these
              terrors. We must also have ample reserves of water to combat the
              fires that will surely spread after an attack. But our greatest
              weapon? Courage. For if we cannot kill the beast, we must at least
              have the tenacity to drive it back. Until brave heroes step forward
              to destroy these monsters, that is the best we can do.
    1. Jay Lamar

      Jay Lamar

      Whiterun Guard: Let me guess... Someone stole your sweetroll?

  20. I still hate the fact that you got to pay extra to deploy your own gear AND then buy the ammo for it, after spending a lot already. This is some pay-to-win/dlc/lootbox/EA shenanigans But yeah anyway squad shield as a thing in the armoury would be tops
  21. Honestly even how loud it got it's nice having these moments
  22. Only 4 slots with all those nice model variants? Happy to see them back though
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