TTLG|Thief|Bioshock|System Shock|Deus Ex|Mobile
Page 17 of 53 FirstFirst ... 271213141516171819202122273237424752 ... LastLast
Results 401 to 425 of 1311

Thread: Real life... association with Thief

  1. #401
    Member
    Registered: Nov 2003
    Location: Thief fan since ca. 1999
    Awesome, clearing!

  2. #402
    Clearinghouse
    Registered: Aug 2002
    Location: Siberia, Russia

  3. #403
    Member
    Registered: Sep 2008
    Location: In the Present Perfect
    ... from Sensut's Dracula, aye?

  4. #404
    jtr7
    Guest

  5. #405
    BANNED
    Registered: May 2006
    Location: Italia
    Damn!! This forge seems that one authentical of Thief!!

    And what it produced? they seems gears to me...

  6. #406
    BANNED
    Registered: May 2006
    Location: Italia
    Thief 3-like bread done by my mother with our new bread-machine ^^:





    The power of LIDL.

  7. #407
    Clearinghouse
    Registered: Aug 2002
    Location: Siberia, Russia

  8. #408
    Member
    Registered: Aug 2006
    Location: Deutschland
    I guess you can throw it and hurt people.

  9. #409
    BANNED
    Registered: May 2006
    Location: Italia
    Quote Originally Posted by Beleg Cúthalion View Post
    I guess you can throw it and hurt people.
    hahahha

    (in my FM will be edible, luckily...)

  10. #410
    Member
    Registered: Sep 2008
    Location: In the Present Perfect

    The Glyph of Warning appeared unto me...

    ... and after taking this photo of it, my favourite mug fell and broke. I guess I've been warned...


  11. #411
    jtr7
    Guest


    Sorry 'bout your mug. I hope this was worth it.

  12. #412
    Clearinghouse
    Registered: Aug 2002
    Location: Siberia, Russia

  13. #413
    BANNED
    Registered: May 2006
    Location: Italia
    Surely he learned the lesson

  14. #414
    Member
    Registered: Nov 2003
    Location: Thief fan since ca. 1999
    Haha, awesome picture!

  15. #415
    Member
    Registered: May 2002
    Location: Romania
    I just saw this on Flikr and reminded me of the beginning of the Cragscleft Prison mission

    http://www.flickr.com/photos/esprit_de_sel/3273208238/

  16. #416
    Member
    Registered: Apr 2008
    I've got a childhood memory of a place called Hodge Close which reminds me of the Cragscleft mines.

    It's an abandoned quarry with a short tunnel which leads out into a ridiculously deep pool of water. I sat on the end of the mine-cart tracks shown in the picture and watched rocks vanish into obscurity.

    http://img15.imageshack.us/img15/877...28vunaydfs.jpg
    Last edited by Neb; 27th Apr 2009 at 10:42.

  17. #417
    BANNED
    Registered: May 2006
    Location: Italia
    Quote Originally Posted by Dominus View Post
    I just saw this on Flikr and reminded me of the beginning of the Cragscleft Prison mission

    http://www.flickr.com/photos/esprit_de_sel/3273208238/
    The water is very clear! I bet it's drinkable too!

    Quote Originally Posted by Neb View Post
    I've got a childhood memory of a place called Hodge Close which reminds me of the Cragscleft mines.

    It's an abandoned quarry with a short tunnel which leads out into a ridiculously deep pool of water. I sat on the end of the mine-cart tracks shown in the picture and watched rocks vanish into obscurity.

    http://image18.webshots.com/19/3/28/...6IYMLPG_fs.jpg
    Broken link.

  18. #418
    Member
    Registered: Apr 2008
    Should be fixed now. Edited my post.

  19. #419
    BANNED
    Registered: May 2006
    Location: Italia
    Dammit! Is that place!

  20. #420
    BANNED
    Registered: May 2006
    Location: Italia
    I was forgotting that ones, if they really exists (I guess yes):



    It seems really a mechanists facility.

    Pink Floyd "Animals", their best album, in my opinion.

  21. #421
    Member
    Registered: Feb 2008
    Location: Chesterfield, UK
    Battersea power station?

  22. #422
    Member
    Registered: Sep 2008
    Location: In the Present Perfect

    Thief-fable!

    From the fables of Robert Henryson, I give you:

    Garrett, Inspector Drept and Benny

    Okay, its real title is The Fox and the Wolf, but you'll get my point

    1. We leave this widow happy as can be,
    Since Chanticleer was back home, safe and sound;
    Now follow we the Fox, and let us see
    Just how he prospered, and the fate he found.
    He could not work, or even be seen around
    by day. As long 's the sun was in the sky,
    Among the gorse, quite still, he had to lie.

    2. At last, the solemn goddess of the night
    Summoned Phoebus the sun to take his rest;
    And Hesperus, the evening star so bright,
    Displayed his brilliant visage in the west.
    Lowrence then thought that all was for the best;
    The time had come to set about his work;
    Hopeful was he, because it was now dark.

    3. Out of the thorns, upon a knoll he went,
    So he could see the starry heavens all clear,
    And all the planets in the firmament,
    And how each one was moving in its sphere;
    It was no idle whim which took him there.
    He had some learning, though a rogue at last,
    And set about his horoscope to cast.

    4. He saw that Saturn was in Capricorn,
    Jupiter well placed in Sagittarius;
    And how Mars was upon the Ram's head borne,
    With Venus in the Crab, a sign right serious;
    Leo held Phoebus, and the Moon Aquarius,
    While Mercury, the god of Eloquence,
    Within the Virgin made his residence.

    5. Of Almanack, or such, he had no need;
    He had been taught, and gained experience;
    The movements of the heavens he well could read,
    What constellation, and what influence
    Would strike the Earth, in good or evil sense.
    Quoth he, "Although I never went to college,
    God bless the man that gave me a' this knowledge.

    6. My future and my fate I weel can see;
    My likely doom now clear to me is kend;
    Gey sair is going to be my destiny,
    Unless my way o' living I can mend.
    Death's the reward o' sin, and shameful end.
    Weel, I must find me a confessor holy,
    To shrive me of my sins and earthly folly.

    7. Alas," quoth he, "we thieves must cursed be.
    Each day we have to hide, and lurk, and lour;
    Hunted and chased we are continually,
    Forever stealing, and forever poor;
    A life o' fear and shame we must endure.
    They call us "Gallows-bird!", cry, "Whau've ye wranged!"
    And, for oor labours, at the last, we're hanged."

    8. Accusing thus his cankered conscience,
    Till daylight came, and he could better see,
    He saw approaching, not that far from thence,
    A worthy Doctor of Divinity,
    Friar Wolf Workharm, of great piety
    And prayer and sermon; just out of the cloister,
    Telling his beads, saying his Paternoster.

    9. Going to the Wolf, this untrustworthy Tod
    Took off his hood, and fell upon his knee
    "Welcome, my spiritual father under God!"
    With many a beck and bow, the Wolf to please.
    "Ha!" said the Wolf, "Why these civilities?
    Put on your hood; I'll take it not amiss."
    "Father," said Lowrence,"I have cause for this;

    10. Ye are the light, ye are the only way
    To guide sic simple folk as me to grace;
    Your bare feet, and your habit plain and gray,
    Your cheeks so lean, your pale and pious face
    Show to the world your perfect holiness;
    Blessed is he, that once at least in life,
    Comes upon you, his misdeeds for to shrive.."

    11. "Ah, simple Lowrence," quoth the Wolf, and smiled,
    "I'm glad to see that thou art penitent."
    "Sir, I'll recount of many a robbery wild,
    That causes me right sairly to repent;
    So bide ye, father, hear my full intent.
    I pray ye noo, permit me to lay bare
    My conscience, that is troubling me so sair."

    12. "Well," said the Wolf, "get down upon thy knee."
    Lowrence then knelt, with many a pious sigh;
    The Wolf began with "Benedicite!"
    When I heard this, I drew a little by;
    It's not allowed to overhear or spy,
    Or of confessions anything to tell;
    But I must say, the Wolf began quite well.

    13. "In thy heart art thou sorry and contrite
    For thy trespass?" " No, sir, not me.
    On hens so sweet is set my appetite,
    And lambs are aye so tasty when they're wee;
    For to repent, the only thing I see
    Is that I'm sorry I have slain so few!"
    "Well," said the Wolf,"that's just too bad for you.

    14. Since thou can not repent thy wickedness.
    Wilt thou forbear it in futuritie?"
    "If I forbear, how shall I live, alas,
    Without a trade to earn myself a fee?
    I have to steal, wherever I may be.
    To work or beg is far below my pride,
    For aye in gentry's state I would reside."

    15. "Well," said the Wolf, "that's two great points you lack
    Which should make for a genuine confession.
    Of the third point, on this you can't go back,
    Wilt thou take punishment for thy transgression?"
    "Aw, sir, just take a look at my complexion,
    Sickly and weak, my constitution tender,
    Take a good look, am I no' pale and slender?

    16. Yet, a' the same, I would, if it was light,
    Short, and adjusted to my tenderness,
    Take punishment, and thole it as I might,
    To put my simple soul in state of grace."
    "Until next Easter, then, eat thou no flesh,
    To tame thy mortal constitution,
    So I can give thee full remission."

    17. "I'm a' for that, if ye will give me leave,
    Sausage to eat, or sip a wee drap blood;
    Trotters or tripe, or haggis, to receive,
    For I must have some flesh intae my food."
    "If it's as bad as that, I think I could;
    But only twice a week, in fearful need."
    "God shield ye, sir, ye are a saint indeed!"

    18. This said, the Friar Wolf on his way went.
    The Fox, right hungry, headed for the shore;
    To catch himself some fish was his intent.
    But when he saw the waves, and heard them roar,
    He stood aghast ; he'd ne'er seen this before,
    And said, "I'd be much better off at hame,
    Than be a fisher, in the Devil's name.

    19. Oot o' this sand I'd need to scrape my dinner,
    For I have neither net, nor bait, nor boat!"
    He moaned away a while in suchlike manner,
    Thinking his chance of dining was remote;
    Then, in fields close by, he spied a flock of goat.
    This cheered him up; behind a bush he hid;
    And from that flock he grabbed a fat wee kid.

    20. Then down the beach into the sea he ran,
    Holding the wee beast by its hornies twain;
    Right merrily he dipped the creature in,
    Once, twice, three times, and all the while kept sayin,
    "Gan doon, sir kid, come up, sir salmon again!"
    Till it was dead. He took it to the shore,
    And ate it up, till he could eat no more.

    21. His feast of new-made salmon being done
    For a safe place to hide he made his quest;
    Amid the gorse, to lie and take the sun,
    To warm his well-filled belly he thought best.
    Pleased with himself, he said when at his rest,
    "This belly just needs noo, to set it aff,
    A weel-fledged arrow!" and he gave a laugh.

    22. He did not know the keeper of the flock,
    Wild that his fattest kid was snatched away,
    Was stalking through the gorse, arrow on nock,
    Until at last he saw where Lowrence lay;
    He bent his bow, and pulled the feathers gray
    Back to his ear;, then, swifter than the wind,
    Fast to the ground our Lowrence he has pinned.

    23. "Aw!" cried the Fox. "Come on, I was just jokin!
    I'm done for noo, and lost is a' my gain!
    It would seem that, if playfu' word is spoken
    These days, in earnest it is ta'en!"
    The goatherd picked him up, and for his pain,
    And for the kid, and other violence,
    Took off his skin, and so got recompense.

    I left out the Moral part. Poor Fox-Garrett

  23. #423
    jtr7
    Guest
    'Oly crrap!







    A bit o' Battersea:
    http://tinyurl.com/cnvzw7

    And some pictures of London (a lot of modern stuff, but good stuff in between!):
    http://tinyurl.com/djgfuu

  24. #424
    BANNED
    Registered: May 2006
    Location: Italia
    Quote Originally Posted by jtr7 View Post
    'Oly crrap!







    A bit o' Battersea:
    http://tinyurl.com/cnvzw7

    And some pictures of London (a lot of modern stuff, but good stuff in between!):
    http://tinyurl.com/djgfuu

    I'm happy to see that it really and still (above all) exists. Who knows what they produces there....

    Jason, the first link doesn't work.


    hhhhmmm.. "Battersea Power Station"... maybe is a powerhouse?

  25. #425
    jtr7
    Guest
    Both links work fine for me. And yes, Power Station is a place for generating electricity for the city.

Page 17 of 53 FirstFirst ... 271213141516171819202122273237424752 ... LastLast

Tags for this Thread

Posting Permissions

  • You may not post new threads
  • You may not post replies
  • You may not post attachments
  • You may not edit your posts
  •