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Re: GoW:A Multiplayer Ideas (last updated 6.7.12)
Re: GoW:A Multiplayer Ideas (last updated 6.7.12)
There's a tiny bit I noticed (collision) but it deals no damage and is only at the end of throwing an opponent.
Re: GoW:A Multiplayer Ideas (last updated 6.7.12)
Good God. Shooter conventions.
>no damage collisions
Bleh. What of wall collisions? Just for the effect or does it deal minimal (1) damage? Hard to tell, I'm sure.
Ghedorah: >prequel
This isn't set in the time of Captain (free man) or General (Ares Champion/Slave) Kratos. This is the fresh faced Ghost of Sparta looking to break free of Ares.
He is on his way to begin his ten year servitude to the gods (to be rid of the nightmares the Furies are putting on him).
Athena is known to be his patron goddess by the time of CoO (5 years from the start of this game). It's likely she'll have taken him for her own before the end of this game.
>Ares Champion
Rather, a slave. He does not serve the god of war. He cannot be his champion as such. He rebels against his master (inciting the wrath of the Furies even beyond the murder of his family).
Though, technically, he should have **bleep** off Nemesis too in going back on his oath to a god. Athena is set to make a power-play. Ares was always her inferior. This is just another extension of that. He fumbled Kratos in record time.
Re: GoW:A Multiplayer Ideas (last updated 6.14.12) Now With a Trailer[ Edited ]
Thank you, Goldhawk, if you could do me a favor and post my two ideas in the beta forums(credit me of course) seeing as how I cant get in for some stupid reason or another.
One thing I haven't thought about is what would her(really players who alligned with her) default weapon be(seeing as how Ares' is the sword, Zues's is the hammer, and I asume Poisideon's is the trident and Hades I don't know.
She or Hades could have a mace(in between the sword and hammer damage and speed wise, shorter range then both), dual wielded swords/chained hooks or blades(fast but weak).
Maybe she could have a staff + mace weapon that has magic and recovery benefits.
Re: GoW:A Multiplayer Ideas (last updated 6.7.12)
There's 2 really, really goddamn annoying wall attacks that you can do. One is the bramble from god of war 3 in free for all. You just randomly get hit into it and it does literally 50% of your entire health bar...and I can't seem to ever knock them into the walls.
And when you get hit against any other wall you'll get stunned where you need to push a button and if you fail you need to shake the analog stick back and forth. If you don't they can grab you (idk how because I've literally never hit anyone into the wall this way) and do 50% of your freaking health bar in damage...
What makes it even more dumb, is even if you're a zeus clas..you know... you don't have much physical prowess.. grabs are still 25% of your health and those annoying wall attacks are still 50% no matter what.
Re: GoW:A Multiplayer Ideas (last updated 6.14.12) Now With a Trailer[ Edited ]
Suggestion- A no partie mode, they can add all the team modes into this playlist. I don't want this games MP to turn out like Uncharted 3. I would imagine this game would be a lot worse to have to play against a full party by yourself.
Re: GoW:A Multiplayer Ideas (last updated 6.14.12) Now With a Trailer
>default weapon
Either Hammer or Sword. I'm guess Sword for Poseidon (though Ares should have been Hammer with Zeus as Sword, so mind the nonsense logic behind their calls) and Hammer for Hades. Trident wouldn't be another weapon class.
They can skin a 'sword' to look that way. If they make a 'spear' class (getting the full GoWII 'cast' *we have BH, we just need SoD and BoO*) for all of them, then you can get closer to a (Poseidon) Trident.
>what would Athena have
Not a **bleep** Hammer. She used short swords in the GoW Universe and they gave her a 'Blade of Athena' (much as Artemis had an overly huge weapon in GoW1). I'm guessing she would have Sword as the default.
>chained weapons
Not happening. The only 'chained weapon' in the MP is the WW version of the BoC with t1,t2,t3 as the hit string for physical inputs and the discard seemingly as CoC.
As for switch specials, counters, air attacks, held inputs, etc., that remains to be seen. If it has Olympic Slash, that would be something else considering what they did with it in GoW:A (free 'searing cores').
Though they've not announced the last MP weapon, it's fairly certain they won't make it the 'Kratos' option. With Sword and Hammer covered, it just seems very likely we'll get a Spear next (SoO is classified as a WW reskin of the "Javelin" which isn't the same as a proper spear).
The flavor of her MP armor and other gears would clue into her nature in this entry (support crap is likely with magic/health recovery suspected). As for what sorts of spells to expect out of her...that's hard to say.
The only possession in her name was by RaD in GoS and it just revealed secrets by turning the screen green. Seems more like item territory or even a perk to have even more advanced warning and guidance to chest drops and other such things.
The AB/BoA were her answer to Ares BoC. The flavor change might not exactly reflect her nature though. The parry that was in Hades' name eventually come under her name when it lead to different counters. *GoS again* Athena's Wrath was an evade special (famously bad *when it could have been good*).
In GoWII she did default damage, took a bit more (in exchange for more collision damage *tactical*), had extremely high HP/MP recovery, default RP recovery and increased EXP. In Greek Myth, she was plain better than Ares in all ways (beat his **bleep** with a big rock one time) and often was allowed to borrow the best gear (especially from Daddy Zeus). Aegis (with Medusa's Head mounted on it) and thunderbolts.
In GoW1, her 'Gift' special for the BotG was some flippy almost "Troy" style Achilles (Brad Pitt) move. It was odd. Her real gift had been "Athena's Gift" for MAX BoC (infinite MP during RotG).
One of the conditions for her unlocks was opening favor chests (like some other cases), but another still required something like 10x EXP chest opening (maybe all in the same game). So lots of team assisting outside of combat, but not so much focusing on traps (more Hades thing if they haven't changed their mind about all that).
So we've got counters, evade specials, chest finding, a lot of magic perks (extremely good magic supply) and very good (self) healing. Non-notable damage, slightly lower defense (against physical anyway *likely the opposite for 'elemental'* and properly proficient with elements *if not just having lots of magic reserve/recovery*. That's some idea as the GoW Athena's nature as envisioned by the devs (across multiple games).
Not like they really followed the flavor of 'Ares' for his group (or even with the other gods). Ares Armor was vanilla 200 (as was the 'god armor' for a God of War). Ares himself, as a boss, had loads of HP and dealt big damage, while being somewhat slow short of teleporting. Very tanky.
Did use some interesting magic (AoH like homing fireballs, unblockable palm *one spell in GoW:A is like this*, pillars, fire ball spam, teleport *sort of covered with the harpy bomber they've got him doing*). The BoC can't be considered to have his 'flavor' to them.
He used an axe, hammer (with flamethrower) and sword as his weapons aside from 'back tentacles' (strangely missing as a 'spell' when we've instead got 'going huge' and punching fools with fire aura)
In GoS, Ares had some moves named after him (for the AoS). He wasn't really a ranged chap with a technical mind. As a good of bloodshed, he wasn't in it to win it. Just see carnage and brutality across the battlefield. His nature isn't properly represented in GoW:A's MP version of him, I feel. But then, Poseidon as a 'support'? Heresy.
Goldhawk: >grapple again
We talking a forced infinite here?
>bramble from GoWIII
That was the name for the red vines we could burn. You refer to the spiked walls from Herc the Jerk's level.
>50 percent life
The penalty for not minding your surroundings (as with getting rung out). If they let you get hit while against the wall, they could afford to drop that down to 25 percent.
>grabs are still
Grabs are not based on Power % and do not factor with Armor % at all. That's GoW tradition from SP. If the f***ing MP tried to balance itself at the cost of SP (it would not stay separate), I would be furious. *because GoS pulled that and it was a disaster for VH settings*
Non-power % altered weapons/attacks are a GoW staple. When you have low Power, you don't focus on Power % aligned attacks unless there is utility to using them (grouping, control, launch, knockback, etc.). It's common knowledge among vets that you would then change your tactics to such a mindset for moves to knock foes into traps, ring them out, set-up grabs/collisions *the latter is made better by low Armor %*, use magic (most are not Power % related), etc.
Re: GoW:A Multiplayer Ideas (last updated 6.14.12) Now With a Trailer
I'm glad you have all of the definite answers, do you work for SSM?
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Chapter 2Mature
Chapter 2 glutton for punishment
The body hit the ground with a low thump as a black bladed dagger pulled from its split chest. The blood clung to the blade in droplets of crimson that glowed in the light of the nearby fire; it turned the blood a metallic shade that stood out in the dark setting. The wielder glanced down at the body, its face masked with a pale wolf mask that was highlighted with gold. Strands of ruby fell softly against its material that looked almost out of place in the harshness of the vision.
"Oh my, you had fun didn't you?" A voice cooed. It was male and laced with power. The sound of the voice seemed to have profound effects on the red haired figure. Hawk could not decide whether it was fighting against itself or the voice.
"Look at all the mess you made, you have blood down your new top." The way he spoke sounded like a parent scolding a child. The masked figure seemed to stiffen a small growl leaking from under the mask.
"You're so disobedient," He sighed after not getting the response he was looking for. "How many of them did you kill this time?"
"Not many... but one day you will join them." It spoke in a dark tone, turning towards the voice, daring to lift its head up and look into the eyes of its superior. "And I'll do it slowly."
Hawk noted that the figure was female and gave himself a small praise for being right about the assumption.
The male speaker made an impatient sound before speaking. "I look forward to it, for now however you are bound to me with the contract you so willingly signed." His voice was laced with amusement. "And if you step out of line once again you will join that brother of yours, we all remembered what happened to him. Now come along we have work to do"
The masked girl let out what seemed to be a snarl before she trudged over to where the voice supposedly was. As she moved her head lifted to the air, like how a wolf would smell for the scent of prey; it was graceful and almost out of character for girl with all her swagger and darkness. Her body seemed to tense as she caught glance at him, it was as if she could see him. Hawk thought this to be impossible visions like these usually made him see through the eyes of someone else not to be in them in person, it made the sparks of his curiosity jump-start, he needed to explore more of this strange vision.
"Did you find anything about the key?" The hidden male voice spoke proudly; he could tell that it was some distance away from the girl leading Hawk to believe he was taking the lead in this stroll.
She did not seem at all bothered by the question, in fact, it made her turn her attention away from his spectating gaze and walk with a sort of arrogance that seemed to be a mockery of invisible voice. If hawk could see her face, he knew she would have been smirking.
"Some ones getting desperate," She spoke in a singsong voice. "As a matter of fact I did."
He must have stopped; the sound of his footsteps had died giving way to the gentle crackle of the fire.
"Tell me what you found." He demanded.
The girl was dripping with arrogance, it showed in the way she pushed her shoulders back to square herself and look more threatening.
"Now, why would I do a thing like that?" Her masked head tilted to the side; flame red hair spilling over the edge of her obscurity showing only a small amount of pale skin from her neck to her ear.
The invisible man cursed under his breath and his footsteps began again. The girl chuckled in response before turning her masked attention back to the detective. She had a certain aura too her which practically spelled out the word "Dangerous" but hawk couldn't take his eyes off her, she was a marvel, an enigma that he could only hope to solve.
"I didn't know you could get into my head without being around me, I must of miss calculated your power range...silly Me." she spoke; it seemed to be within his head and not out in the open. Her tone was neutral and a hit of an accent danced behind the words like shadow lingering behind its host.
She turned from him, her red hair flicking behind her in thick red spikes. Hawks curiosity burned under his skin and pulled him after the flame haired female. He took in the way she walked it was as if she was stalking prey, shoulders back and head raised slightly it hinted at aristocracy and proper elegance that Hawk had only seen in the woman his mother thrust at him at her solstice parties.
"You know this is the third time your ruined my plans." The male voice spoke abruptly pulling Hawk out of his thoughts.
"Here I thought you liked a little rebellion." she shrugged, her movements turning childish and uncaring.
"You're lucky I practice patience," A sigh. "Otherwise you would have not walked away without punishment for how you are addressing me, my dear wolf girl."
"Scary," She said making a scared gesture with her hands before she pulled her mask up to reveal her painted black lips, they were pulled into a smirk. She stuck her tongue out at him in a childish manner.
When this did not prompt a response from the voice, she sighed.
"Oh come on corvus, I couldn't help but show off, humans are so fragile it was far too easy for me to take them out…I couldn't help myself." She sighed. "As for your information you will get it when I do my write up...I don't trust this place."
The voice grumbled something Hawk couldn't' quite hear and walked away.
Her head turned back to hawk; with the mask up, he could see the small smear of freckles that spotted near where the bridge of her nose would be. She took a small step forward then checked to see if the invisible man was watching. Deeming it safe, she walked over to him. Her movements covered with arrogant swagger.
"So I do wonder," She spoke looking him up and down. "How did you manage to get into my head without being near me?" the purr of her voice was alluring, hypnotic almost.
Curiously clouded any comprehension on reality he once had, he was completely enticed by the sight of her up close and took a step forward. A sheet of porcelain skin that looked so fragile that it would break if he were to touch it hid under her mask. She stood with power that radiated off every section of her body daring the detective to try to attack. The fragileness of her skin seemed out of place against the raw power she was emitting. It reminded him of a flame, beautiful to look at but deadly to touch. Hawk liked deadly things and stepped closer to her.
"Ah ah detective, you have already lingered here for too long," She tilted her head. "Time to get out." She moved as quick as wild fire hitting him with some invisible force that knocked the air out of his lungs, this altered his vision leaving him in alone in the clearing.
Hawk stumbled back gasping for air, confusion becoming dominate in his vastly growing string of thoughts. His brain was working too fast; desperately trying to work out what had just happened, how had she managed to push him from the memory?
Darkness began to sneak up in the corners of his eyes.
"James come back your bleeding, come back." A voice called out to him, He could feel something clinging to his arm not cold like the memory but warm, real and human.
The darkness was closing in quicker now.
"I'm not losing you to this James, wake up." There was more urgency in this call; Hawk felt something tense inside him like the rope on an anchor as it hit the ocean floor.
The room spun as Hawk snapped back into reality. Bile rose in his throat it burned and left a foul taste in his mouth.
"Alex open a window I'm going to puke!" Was all he managed to say before the acidic tasting stomach fluid gathered in his mouth and he threw up the contents of his insides. His arms shook as he tried to pull himself up and away from his vomit; however it was to no end. He coughed weakly, his lungs still burning from the hit he took from the masked's power.
Alex moved from his seat and placed a hand on his back, gently rubbing it to try and comfort his friend. Hawk made a sound of displeasure. He hated the sheer mundaneness of the situation it made him feel weak and helpless. He felt Alex's slightly sweaty hand against his skin, pulling back the loose curls that hung in dark ringlets around his face. Hawk cast his gold eyes at the younger man. Stress and worry was present on his sun-kissed face making small frown lines appear on his forehead and around his eyes. This always happened after a vision.
Tremendous headaches, sickness that left the detective feeling like a hollowed out shell and bleeding from the orifices or, more specifically, bleeding from his eyes and nose. He remembered Alex muttering something about the visions putting strain on the brain, thus causing his body to detox. It was a good enough explanation for it however Hawk was unconvinced. Something was blocking his power from working efficiently and he could not for the life of him figure out what it was. He felt another wave of nausea hit him and promptly turned away to spew up what he felt was his intestines, washing out any thoughts he just had on his current situation.
"It's okay James let it all out," Alex spoke softly, rubbing circles on his back. "That one was bad you were gone for a while I was worried. Our link was quiet as well it hasn't been like that in a long time."
Hawk lifted his head, his eyes felt like the banks of the river that was about to burst. He could smell the metallic scent of his blood as it slowly tricked from his nose and down the slope of his lips. Alex brought a crisp white tissue to his nose and began to dab away at the blood.
"There's a girl," The elder spoke, his lungs still aching. "We need to find her, she pushed me out of her mind... how could she do that?" he was talking with his hands, his eyes full of curiosity "I think she's linked to Pandora's key." Alex was not paying too much attention to him he was more focused in dabbing the rouge from his ivory skin.
Hawk made a sound of annoyance.
"This is important Alex stop doing that I'm fine," Hawk protested waving Alex away from his face.
"Gods, James you were out for half an hour, you know any longer than ten minutes it starts hurting you but you're more concerned about a girl? We can look into it later you're hurt and you look like you're going to be sick again."
The detective had zoned out of the conversation, he was still trying to get his bearings back and had no time to deal with Alex's tedious lectures. He needed to know how the girl blocked him out it had never happened before and right there he felt the spark the wild curiosity he got before he conducted an experiment, he needed to know.
Hawk stood up and looked around, his head spinning and his stomach preparing to bring up more of this morning's train food, and he deduced that he needed air. As he moved over to an open window something flickered out of the corner of his eye, years of training had made his eyesight sensitive to the slightest of movements and he cast his gaze in that direction. The smell hit him first like the rotting flesh of a battlefield after a war; it rubbed itself along every sensory neurons in his nose allowing him to smell it at full potency. He Scrunched his nose and took a step forward, the world seemed to teeter causing him to grip the warn fabric of the seat next to him for support.
"Oh, didn't take long for them to find me." He chuckled feeling a small tingle of static form in the palm of his hand. "Alex, I believe we have company."
Alex looked confused for a moment as his eyes scanned the carriage. His senses were not as advanced as Hawks but there was no denying the stench when it hit his nose. Hawk watched as his nose creased in disgust.
"Bloody hell that is disgusting!" Alex moaned. Hawk felt the warm glow of his glamour come up around them; this prevented the humans from noticing any abnormality. Hawk scanned the area which was cased in rich gold, it seemed ordinary with its stained red carpet floor that had bits of gum stuck to it and its impossibly decayed seats however, the stillness of it all left a sort of eerie sensation at the base of his skull, the kind of feeling you get when somethings watching you. These were common signs that the demon was near especially a demon such as this. A Gluttony as he preferred to call them that over their proper name of Gula, were large beings which consumed any living thing it could get its grub like arms on. They were known to have a pungent stench due to their digestive system being its outer layer protection and their scents ranged from decaying flesh to rotten eggs depending on what it had eaten. Hawk was excited; he last fought a gluttony when he first moved to Edinburgh. He shuddered at the memory of the swollen creature engorging itself on cattle in a farm close to one of the vale riffs. They served as an opening between the human and demon realm. Needless to say he wasn't impressed with the organisation for not closing it before.
"James, my power is low." Alex spoke pulling him away from the scene; Hawk took him in and quickly assessed how much power he could use before he became critical.
"Go long range and be my defence, focus more of your power on securing the glamour… You know how tedious humans get."
Alex looked at him a bit gone out which made the detective roll his eyes.
"I'm quite alright Alex, we have faced higher band demons in worse states tha-" He was cut off by a thick purple, tentacle like limb wrapping itself around his waist and dragging him to the other side of the carriage. Hawk struggled against it to reach for the small dagger that was attached to his belt. The acid coating the appendage began to burn into his clothing leaving stiff, burnt holes in his clothing before seeping to his skin. Wincing with the sudden pain, he gripped the hilt of the dagger with his sweat-laced hand and quickly manoeuvred it to fit comfortably within his palm.
Moving to land a hit provided difficult, every time he thought he had leverage on the reeking feeler he would slip against the slick acid laced filth. He closed his eyes allowing himself a second to gain his composure; he needed to think logically about how to get out of this with minimal damage, he could feel the sting of the acid engrave itself into the skin of his abdomen. If he carried on like this, he would be dissolved.
Opening his eyes he took in the surroundings, rows of booths on either side of him sectioned off by strong looking beams of old oak. He glanced at the dagger in his grasp and then back at the beam, at that moment an idea seeded itself within his mind.
"Alex!" He shouted, "If it recoils cover me!"
His voice had changed from his normal aloof tone to one of commanding making the deliverance of instructions easier for the younger to understand. Flipping the blade in his hand, he struck out against the beam and gripped tightly. The tentacle strained against him like an elastic band being pulled, Hawk felt the dagger beginning to pull out from the wood with the force the demon was yanking at him, he prayed it would last long enough for him to get out of the grip. Hawk began to wiggle his hips to ease himself from the hold and with one last tug on the demons end; he came free pulling a mass of purple fluid with him.
He landed with a roll; the sound of a flying arrow whizzed past his ears and struck a rather large purple mass that had been slowly gaining ground on the floored detective. The demons shrieked and slivered away to hide itself.
Hawk looked up at Alex and offered a thankful smile before rising to his feet, he took note on his injuries, small laceration to left hip, minimal blood loss, definite bruising in the long run. Irritated skin along arms and ribs that would require ointment but nothing serious.
"Eat you, get key ." A low rumble of a voice made itself apparent, Hawk couldn't pinpoint where it came from as it sounded like it was everywhere at once.
"He said you could find key, but he never said you would smell so… mouth-watering." Its voice was like mud, thick and gritty it made the detective cringe at the sound of it.
"I'm flattered you think that." He smirked, his eyes taking note on all the possible places the demon could be hiding. They focused on the small metal ventilation compartments that ran down the side of the train; it must have slipped into there like dirt down a drain. "Now what is a demon such as you doing on a dingy little train to London?"
"Master," the demon begun, as Hawk predicted its brownish purple slime covered limbs creeped through the ventilation in serpent like shapes; they dripped in the acidic substance that burned into the wooden floor. "Wants the key, you know where its fragments are…you smell good, like the vale the demon blood is strong in your veins."
Hawk now in full fight mode noticed the limb before the creature had time to strike; he pulled his silver blade with the copper edges out from his side and sliced through it with ease leaving a brownish purple gloop to splatter on the floor, the appendage still contracting and moving with its dying spasms. He jumped back, away from the purple stain that was eating its way through the floor of the train and glanced at Alex. The man's face was shining with perspiration more than likely due to the strain of power forcing itself on his already worn body. He clutched a shimmering bow in his hands; it shone a brilliant silver that looked almost like fire.
Angel fire? That is new. Hawk thought to himself; Angel fire was one of the more powerful weapons the Organisation had to offer, it burned any unholy creature with a vengeance, only ceasing when the wielder commanded it to stop. Alex did not have authorisation to use it yet so it was quite surprising for Hawk to see him with it.
"They gave me the right before we set off; He pulled back his dark coloured flannel shirt to revel a silver mark just above his wrist. It looked like an angel feather and stood brightly against his caramel skin.
"Fancy." Hawk grinned a cat like smile before leaping back away from another disgusting feeler. The way he moved was nothing to him, it had been jammed into his head through years of training to the point his muscle memory knew where to move before his own brain did. He danced with the tentacle in a ballad of war, his power pulling from the deps of his soul and moving swiftly around his body.
A scintillating arrow came into his line of vision and struck the problematic appendage with a blinding silver light that erupted into to flames. They licked up the tentacle and the smell of burning flesh dispersed into the air causing both Hawk and Alex to hastily cover their noses. The demon screeched a horrid sound that echoed off the wooden walls of the carriage as if a pig had been crossed with some sort of bird and slivered back down the ventilation with its limb still burning.
Hawk turned to Alex a smirk playing on his lips.
"A little over kill don't you think?"
"None sense you're just getting slow." Alex smirked back drawing another Arrow form the air in front of him. "Think you can keep up?"
The demon moaned in an animalistic way that caused the hairs on the detective's arms to raise, Adrenaline burst through his veins along with his buzzing power. He gripped the blade tighter in his grasp and allowed his erratic power to seep into copper layering the sides of the blade. They began to glow a brilliant blue and sparks danced along them to the sound that resembled a thousand birds.
The demon attacked again with another long limb Hawk Dodged, spinning round and slicing the limb that thrust itself at the bow wielding detective. He chuckled as it crumbled to the ground in a dying motion, small sparks of blue still dancing across the skin.
"This is becoming tedious," Hawk began pushing the curls away from his eyes, "How many tentacles do you expect me to cut off before I forcefully pull you from that ventilation shaft?"
The demons laugh echoed through the vents, it was a deep grumbling laugh that shuck the whole carriage. Hawks eyes watched the vents closely, his eyes scanned for any movement the demon might display.
"When I get you I'm going to devour you slowly!" The demon laughed, its huge gruesome form
now fully emerging out of the vents, balls of horrid slim congealing to form the demons body, waves of purple brown sludge moved around against its form as if it was alive, its mouth huge and endless and when it was open it looked like the void, a black hole waiting to devour the detective. The stench, which came from it, was worse than before a blend of rotting flesh and waste from god knows what.
"Oh bloody hell." Alex said covering his nose.
The demon attacked again this time using its huge mass to put weight behind the attack, Hawk jumped back, his eyes like molten fire carefully assessing its movements to make sure he could always have an opening for escape if needed. His Blade hummed in his hold willing him to attack. He spun it in his palm before bringing it against the flesh of the demon, black poisonous looking blood spilled from the laceration and pooled on the ground.
The demon bellowed its horrid sound and hurled its mass toward him. Hawk shifted back to avoid the attack, his feet landed on a patch of wood which didn't feel right to him, he glanced down and saw the purple sludge which had been eating the floor from his previous attack. He attempted to move out of the way however, his foot seemed to have sunk into the bowing wood leaving him stuck. He quickly pulled his blade up to protect his body from the attack but it was to know end. The beast's feeler struck him; the force of it ripped him from the damaged flood and sent him flying back into the wall behind him with a low thump.
"JAMES!" Alex shouted worry filling his voice.
Pain ripped through his body and a thin line of blood dripped from his curled head, it stood out bright against his pale exterior. He winced as he pushed himself from the now dinted wood his whole body hurt; He really was out of practice.
"That," He said blowing a curl out of his eyes "Really hurt."
He glanced at Alex who had now positioned himself between him and the creature, a protective shield surround them. Hawk felt the familiar presence of their bond power serge between them. He drew from it helping boost his own energy and heal his wounds.
"Are you hurt?" Alex asked straining against the attacks the demon was placing on the shield.
"No more than usual." James replied feeling the static energy of his lightning dance across his fingers. He called for his blade not remembering dropping it, the blade came swiftly to his palm and amplified his lightning.
"Drop the shield or it will burn you out, get behind the demon find its weak spot I'm almost certain it's on the back of its neck hit that and it will weaken the beast." He said in a commanding tone. "I'm going to stun it and take out some of its appendages you will have a small window of time to get to its weakness".
Alex looked at him sceptically that made Hawk let out an impatient sigh.
"Trust me I'm fine." He pointed to the wound on his head that was slowly starting to clot "it's already healing." He gave him a warm smile before turning to the demon.
Alex stared at him for a second before nodding and released the shield.
Hawk jumped in front of Alex and blocked as soon as the shield dropped, the putrid slime covered the silver leaving purple stains on its shiny body. Hawk groaned.
"I just polished it!"
He frowned and moved with double speed to attack the demon, his stained blade spitting blue lightning as he descended ever closer to the beasts form. The blade hit home sending lighting through the demon. He did not hesitate and moved with heightened speed attacking the demon from all angles before finally landing a paralyzing blow. The blade could temporally paralyze low-level demons if it hit with the correct amount of force, so in the short window of time he had to make sure he did the most damage. Spinning on his feet hawk attacked the blade slicing the demons flesh as easily as a knife through butter, black blood spilling from the wounds. The lightning coming from Hawks blade surrounding him like a cloak it made him look god like.
Alex rolled his eyes at his friends performance, he was too much of a show off even in an injured state he was cocky. He snuck round behind the demon as it stood frozen, sparks of James's blue lightning danced across its body. Alex rested his bow across his back and created a dagger made from angel fire, it burnt aggressively in his hand and sung a song that resembled a battle cry; he was too low on power to make anything as fancy as James's lightning blade so angel fire would have to do. He glanced at the back of the demon, it was just as monstrous as the front however, this side of the demon was covered in human faces with each one representing a soul the demon had consumed. It was eerie to look at they all looked like they were in pain. Fighting the urge to be sick Alex searched for the demons weak spot; he had to do it without touching the demons skin.
The demons movement started coming back; it quickly grabbed for the elder detective, its limbs contouring with pain black blood mixed with the purple acid. Hawk smirked dodging the appendage and stabbing his blade down into it pinning it in place. The creature hissed violently at him, it made him smirk more and twist the blade deeper into its flesh.
"Son of lion, little black mane with cursed gold eyes." It purred the pain gone from its voice. "You are a mortal version of that blasted demon."
Hawk was about to say something when a fountain of black liquid spilled from the creatures back. It screeched and lashed out desperately trying to stop the substance leaving its body. He watched it closely seeing the blond detective clinging furiously to the demons body.
"James I've found his weak spot I need sodium chloride" Alex shouted breathlessly, "Hurry!" He was holding on with just one blade that was being swallowed slowly by the acidic purple mess of the demons body.
"Ooh nice" Hawk grinned.
Reaching for the small pouch tired around his waist hawk frowned, this was his supply of potions and demon-hunting tools of course he was low on everything. The chief detective of the London branch they were to be working for promised to provide them with all they would need when they arrived, Hawk was suspicious of this though so brought whatever he had left at home along with his blade. Finding the vial of sodium chloride hawk smiled, no matter how much he enjoyed fighting demons it was the way he had to work out how to send them back that made it worthwhile. It was a small achievement to know Alex and him were the only people who used table salt to return a demon.
"Catch." Hawk shouted pulling out the small vial of sodium he had left in his pouch and throwing it to Alex.
Alex caught it smiling; He knew it would work from his years of researching demons as he found the most effective way of dealing with a gluttony demon is to treat it as if the demon was nothing more than the common slug. It shared all the same properties one such as breathing through its skin and collecting moisture from the environment around it. This also meant it used osmosis to do this which meant that sodium chloride would react with the liquid coating of its body causing the water to be extracted as well as the demons deadly stomach acid leaving the demon dehydrated and weak. Hawk was smart with practical things but Alex knew he was better with the scientific side of detective work and without him; Hawk would not have nearly as much success as he had now.
"Your glamour is deterring Alex hurry it up!" Hawk called.
Alex sighed, he never had enough time to do things properly as much as James boasted about his skill he never did anything the way the organisation taught them, his patience was too low but Alex he liked everything to be precise which is why rushing something a complex as this annoyed him.
Hawk watched the demon as it struggled against the lighting blade.
"Oh do stop it I despise struggling it makes you look weaker than you actually are…you could of really avoided this." He gestured to the current situation the demon had found itself in. "I would of left you to carry on hunting but you had attack and now you're a skewer, shame really."
"James don't stand there criticising the glamour is straining its bloody hurts you moron!" Alex shouted urgency creeping into his voice. Hawk could hear the pain riddling though his words, using his power when it was so low harshly effect you young man.
Hawk glanced down at the demons struggling form, thick puddles of the blackish liquid pulsing from the wound.
"You heard the man demon, Lets hurry this up," He smirked. "your master who is he?" Hawk asked all ounce of humour drained from it.
"I will catch you and I will enjoy ripping your flesh from your bones!" The gluttony demon growled
Hawk sighed in annoyance his patience running low, calmly he realised another wave of lighting through the swords that bit at the demons flesh, he did not allow it to harm the demon however, he needed it to scare him.
The demon screamed and thrashed against the lightning blade "He calls himself the raven king…He's after Pandora's key I'd don't know anything else I swear!"
Hawk closed his eyes, the pain had opened the demons mind he was able to slip in and find the raven king. The handy part to his power was that he could also get into minds if their walls were not strong enough.
"There's a train coming into London from Edinburgh I want you to get on it and attack the detective when he gets close to London." A dark cold voice said, it was almost identical to the one he heard in the red haired girls vision. "Do try not to eat him; he's rather important to me."
"Sir I think I'm more suited for this job I make less mess..." A female voice sounded it was muffled as if it was covered by something.
"No you are to stay here I want to see how the detective reacts to a low levelled demon. I must make a hypophysis," The voice said. "Now go my little glutton go eat." Hawk could tell from the tone the voice was smiling however, the more he tried to look at the voices face the more resistant the gluttonies mind was.
Hawk pulled out of the demons mind still confused trying to work out just who the raven king was
Alex on the other hand jumped from the demons thrashing form and positioned himself between the joining of the roof beams allowing him to look down at the demons back. He saw the small section of split flesh where the bone of the demon was visible the detective spoke before the demon had the chance to notice him.
"I hope this works..." He worried tipping the contents of the vial onto the now exposed spot on the demons back.
The demon screeched once more its strange call moving the carriage with its intensity. Its huge mass thrashing, bubbling and twisting, the acidic scent of its body filling the carriage as thick rivers of black sludge poured out of the demons body using the last of his power Alex pulled a shield around himself protecting him from the flying bits of acid. Hawk moved out the way his new leather jacket getting acid on it typical really, he had only just bought the jacket thinking he would not run into anything until he was in London but apparently, the demon lord had it in for him and his fashion sense.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" It screamed repeating the words over and over as its body slowly folded into itself.
Hawk smirked summoning his lightning blade to his hand maybe it was wrong to enjoy this so much but with how annoying his life normally was being allowed to stretch his legs was a huge relief, it must be the same for Alex too as from his side of the bond excitement bubbled. It was not as if he was going to kill the demon… just send it back to the underworld.
"My name is James Hawk." He began lifting his blade above his head. "You can tell your master I said hi" and with that he brought he blade down splitting the demon in two, black blood sprayed everywhere.
"Well...that was a warm welcome to London," Hawk smiled slightly out of breath. "Now I believe a change of clothes would be good."
Alex sighed his friend was a madman, completely and utterly insane.

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The professionals who come to the school are paid, similar to what they would get if they were working with a local business. O'Brien said the program was paid for last year with MPS funds and this year through the tail end of several years of Gates Foundation-funded support for small high schools in Milwaukee. The school is seeking grant money to continue the project next year.
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Wanderers collected their third win in four games on Saturday afternoon thanks to a 2-1 victory over Stockport County at Adams Park.Late goals from Chris Westwood and Scott Davies completed the turnaround in the basement clash at Adams Park, after Carl Baker had given the Hatters the lead just after the hour mark. Gary Waddock's men controlled large spells of the game and were unlucky to not be ahead before Baker finished off a Stockport counter-attack in superb style from the edge of the Blues' 18-yard box.The Chairboys, buoyed by the Adams Park faithful, responded on 74 minutes when Westwood powered a header past Owain Fon Williams from a Davies corner, before the Reading loanee's deflected effort flew in 10 minutes later to seal the win.Gary Waddock made four changes from Tuesday's 1-0 defeat to Southampton. Westwood, Matt Phillips, Davies and John Akinde all came in, Ian Westlake and Michael Duberry dropped to the bench, while Tommy Doherty (twisted ankle) and Stuart Beavon (ill) missed out.Blues began in an attacking frame of mind, taking the game to their north-west opponents, and Scott Davies recorded the first chance on four minutes. Phillips beat Michael Rose down the right and his cross looped into the path of Davies, whose volley was deflected narrowly wide of Williams' goal.Two minutes later, Greg Tansey racked up Stockport's first attempt on goal from 20 yards, while at the other end the lively Phillips drilled a low drive past the left post.Another flowing move saw the 18-year-old winger's latest effort blocked by John Mullins before the onrushing Scott Davies headed the rebound into Williams' arms.The pressure continued and both Akinde and Phillips shot narrowly wide within a two-minute spell, prior to Nicholas Bignall's dangerous ball across the Wanderers' six-yard box having to be dealt with by Craig Woodman at the back post.Phillips, who continued to torment Rose down the right, then fed Davies, but, after a magnificent touch, he fired a foot over the bar.Man-of-the-match Akinde then drove at the Stockport defence, nutmegging Rose in the process, and it needed an important block from a Hatters defender to deny the on-loan Bristol City forward's effort testing Williams.At the other end, Stockport midfielder James Vincent headed a precise Bignall cross wide of the target when only eight yards out. Akinde was once again involved two minutes later, side-footing Phillips' cross wide of Williams' left-hand post, before the provider flashed a shot over the Stockport goal after a nicely worked free-kick.The beginning of the second half saw the Blues resume dominance and force Williams into five saves within 10 minutes.First came two chances in a matter of minutes for Akinde. Firstly, he headed at Williams after connecting well with a teasing Matt Phillips delivery before he forced the Hatters keeper into a smart save down to his left following a rampaging run.John Mousinho, who began to push forward in the second half, then brought the best from Williams courtesy of a stinging 20-yard drive, but the rebound couldn't be turned in by the lurking Matt Harrold or Akinde.Wanderers then produced their best move of the match just prior to the hour mark. Davies' 50-yard cross-field pass found Phillips, the youngster slid the ball across the six-yard box but it just eluded Harrold at the back post.But for all the home side's pressure and dominance they found themselves behind on 64 minutes when a nicely crafted counter-attack was wonderfully finished off by Carl Baker. The Hatters midfielder was found after some great work by Bignall, he turned onto his left foot just outside the penalty area and then curled a stunning effort past Shearer into the top left-hand corner.However, the Blues battled back and got what their dominance deserved ten minutes later, when Scott Davies' corner was powered into the bottom right-hand corner by the head of Chris Westwood. The goal sparked crazy celebrations in front of the Greene King IPA Terrace, but Waddock's men weren't finished there.And the winner came courtesy of the man who had created the equaliser. Davies was fed by Akinde 25 yards from the goal; he steadied himself and then sent a stinging shot, which deflected off a Stockport defender, past the despairing Owain Fon Williams.Wycombe should have made it 3-1 in the dying seconds when substitute Jon-Paul Pittman broke away but his ball across the box just eluded Davies.
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The outline of Georgy Sviridov's prize-spangled career as a Soviet composer might suggest that he was a party hack, one of the cogs in the Communist wheel. As usual in such matters, the truth is less black and white: Sviridov managed simultaneously to write the music he felt was important and to deliver his political masters the socialist- realist monuments they wanted.
He was born in Fatezh, in the southern-Russian region of Kursk. After cutting his teeth in the Children's Music School in Kursk, he moved to Leningrad where he took lessons with Mikhail Yudin at the Central Music College (1932-36). He then studied composition with Dmitry Shostakovich at the Leningrad Conservatory, graduating in 1941 (the year he also finished his military service). As with many of his fellow pupils, Sviridov's time with Shostakovich marked his own music profoundly.
In his first maturity Sviridov composed with genuine vigour, although not all his early works survived the war. Two piano concertos emerged in 1936 and 1942, a symphony for strings in 1940, a piano sonata in 1944 and two partitas for piano in 1947 (two years after he had begun a career as a concert pianist); two string quartets, a piano trio and quintet date from the mid-1940s; and there were three musical comedies in 1939, 1942 and 1952, and the incidental music to a series of plays (including Othello and Victor Hugo's Ruy Blas) between 1942 and 1952.
It was after he moved to Moscow in 1955 that Sviridov's reputation as an "official" composer was born, with the first of the big oratorios much favoured by the Soviet authorities, The Decembrists (1955) and, especially, Poem to the Memory of Sergei Yesenin (1955-56). Sviridov was to write several of these distended scores; one of them, the Oratorio Pathetique (1959), was calculated to appeal to the apparatchiks and it duly gained him a Lenin Prize in 1960, in which year he also dutifully composed the Poem about Lenin.
Sviridov collected the titles necessary for progress in the Soviet hierarchy: he was awarded the Order of Lenin four times; he was a People's Artist of the RFSFR in 1963, a People's Artist of the USSR in 1970, and a Hero of Soviet Labour in 1975. Eventually he ascended to the position of First Secretary of the RFSFR Union of Composers, which he held from 1962 to 1974.
But he was much more than the political opportunist that this list suggests. The best of his music is uncommonly beautiful, and deserves a long life - and regular hearings outside Russia. The warm, sincere heart of Sviridov emerged when he was dealing with subjects that evoked an idealistic image of "Mother Russia", whose past glories, real or otherwise, had a deep (and pre-Communist) resonance for him. Indeed, Sviridov's attachment to Russia's Slavic history - an attitude encouraged by the Communists because it served their political purposes - mirrors very closely Furtwangler's German nationalism under the Nazis, and one can ascribe to both men either moral ambiguity or simple naivety. Sviridov himself put it plainly enough, in a passage that is at least ambivalent about the Communist era:
Russian music, indeed all Russian art, has for most of its history been closely bound up with the Orthodox outlook and philosophy. That is the tap-root of our culture, its originality and individuality. In the course of the last century, that connection was severed. Will it be possible to restore it? Not only the destiny of our culture depends on it, but the very existence of Russians as a nation, with a place and voice in world history. The restoration of this spiritual connection is the most difficult task facing our society. Only by taking this path do I see any future for Russian art.
He expressed these Slavophile sympathies particularly in his choral music, which can be very touching. His Kursk Songs, a far cry from the bombast of the Oratorio Pathetique, are gentle realisations of folk melodies from his native region; the cantata Snow is Falling, to texts by Pasternak (1965), is a model of how to write music of delightful simplicity; and "Reveille is Sounded", a movement from his choral concerto Pushkin's Garland (1978), is one of those achingly lovely pieces that you never forget once you've heard it. No cynic wrote music so honest.
His songs, solo or choral, are likewise highly effective, and he chose his poets carefully, perhaps to underline his Slavophile tendencies: as well as Pasternak, he set Lermontov, Pushkin and Blok. But his conservative nationalism did not blind him to other sources: one of his best-known song-cycles is a series of Burns settings from 1955. The hallmark of his vocal writing is an effortless, direct lyricism that ultimately makes unresolved questions about his political stance roundly irrelevant.
Sviridov's orchestral catalogue is not large, nor is it radical or path- breaking in a way that would draw abnormal attention to it. But it contains some true gems. One year in particular - 1964 - produced the Music for Chamber Orchestra, the Little Triptych and the infectiously appealing music for a film of Pushkin's The Snowstorm, a minor masterpiece of melodious irony.
His output fell away as he grew older, much to the displeasure of Shostakovich, who considered Sviridov one of the most gifted of his pupils and was dismayed to see his talent deployed so intermittently, even lackadaisically. Sviridov was none the less one of the few prominent ex-pupils of Shostakovich who refused to join in the KGB-organised chorus of condemnation in 1979 when Testimony, Shostakovich's disputed memoirs, were first published (in the West, of course).
Over the past few years the CD market has begun to catch up with Sviridov's music - in every case, interestingly enough, in recordings made after the fall of the Soviet Union. The UK label Olympia has now released three discs, including the music to The Snowstorm (broadcasts of which always brought a flurry of enthusiastic letters from listeners) and Pushkin's Garland; Koch Schwann offers the Piano Trio; the first instalment in a survey of the piano music has just come from Altarus; and Dmitry Hvorostovsky has recorded the song-cycle that brought Sviridov to London two years ago to hear it.
The tip of the iceberg, perhaps, but it allows the Western listener to form an impression of Sviridov's musical personality - one so attractive that any remaining misgivings about the man fall away. And it is easy for us, comfortable in the relative freedoms of democracy, to forget that it was sometimes necessary to sup with the devil to be able to sup at all.
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Vocalic R
Vocalic R
Oct 25 2006, 12:03 PM
Post #1
What exsctly is a vocalic /r/? I am assuming it is a vowel + /r/, but that seems too easy. Please give example words including the vocalic /r/. Thanks
Oct 25 2006, 01:11 PM
Post #2
A "vocalic r" is really only a post-vocalic r where the vowel affects the production of R.
If there is another vowel following the /r/, then it is a pre-vocalic and not affected the same way. Current articulation remediation practice teachs to address the vocalic combinations separately.
Prevocalic (usually much easier to remediate and use to shape a vocalic r through coarticulation, etc):
I don't usually discuss medial /r/ at all, since it can sometimes be vocalic or not (and you can adjust production depending on student's strength) You should not write goals as such (medial r.. there's really not such a thing).
caring - prevocalic (if they can say ring, you can use this word to develop the /ar/ vocalic in care)
cord - vocalic
pride - prevocalic in a blend.
Sorry if it is too much info. Look to the entire world of /r/ for ways to remediate quickly and easily.
Oct 25 2006, 04:09 PM
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You can work on final /r/ in the above combinations together...you don't have to separate them. I do not and have great success with /r/ therapy. You just have to drill. Also, there is a medial /r/ and you will need to work on it. It doesn't matter whether it's vocalic or not...you do not need to specify this on an IEP. You can and SHOULD say initial, medial, and final positions or you can be general and say "/r/ in all positions". With Medicaid really cracking down on IEP language and reviewing therapy logs for correspondence to goals, you don't want to be caught working on medial /r/ if you haven't mentioned it in the IEP. They will expect payback. I know this because I have seen it happen :(
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Oct 25 2006, 11:03 PM
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There is no such "thing" as a medial /r/. You can have a postvocalic or prevocalic midword, but it is not a different "animal". Medicaid will not deny your billing if you say you addressed the goal of postvocalic /r/ at word level, sentence level, etc. If you write it was a medial /r/, they probably wouldn't care. However, it is *technically* incorrect to do so.
I can give 50 words with "medial" r, half of which would be prevocalic stress and half postvocalics and if the kiddo makes 50% and you find it was in words without the r-colored vowels, then you've not measured "medial", you've measured prevocalics.
The r in English is colored by its preceding vowels. While it doesn't mean that you *have* to separate the /or/ from /er/ when you work on it... it will be faster if you do. Most kiddos end up having the last bit of therapy focusing on the rounded vowels into an /r/. Try dirt, deer, dare, dark, dire, and then Door and see which ones are hardest.
I see lots of SLPswrite goals to work on "medial" sounds and it's not a big deal. BUT I guarantee you if you ask your artic or phonology professor if that's perfectly correct and easily measured, they'll most likely correct you.
Even an intervocalic (bewteen two vowels) R can be classified into one production or
the other depending on syllable stress.
It's much easier to chart progress when writing goals for prevocalic /r/ and postvocalic or "vocalic r" at whatever levels you wish. That's just the common sense reason answer. If you write it for all positions you may take longer to master the goal dnd thus not have the documented progress expected in the schools or by insurance providers. I promise if your child masters prevocalics and postvocalics up to a sentence level you will NOT have to go back and address a "medial" sound.
Oct 26 2006, 12:15 AM
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Isn't there also no such thing as final /r/? They are all post vocalic, correct?
Oct 26 2006, 05:29 AM
Post #6
I guess we will have to agree to disagree.
YES, medicaid will deny payment IF you write medial /r/ on your log and it's not on your goal page. IT HAPPENED IN MY DISTRICT!!! They are there to find problems and get money back for Medicaid. Very picky, I agree, but don't talk about something and telling people what they will and won't deny if you do not have first hand experience.
You have to remember medicaid auditors are NOT SLP's.
It's really a question of semantics and it doesn't really matter, except when it comes to billing. I have incredible success with my /r/ kids, I know which sounds are the hardest (but that is different for EVERY child and some can make /ar/ and /or/ before the others) and I don't separate the different /r/ sounds. You do not have to and it doesn't make a difference. You still have to drill. And you are incorrect with some children having to address medial even when they have vocalic. Yes, it is much easier by then, but some kids will need to go through them because they forget they are there.
I am not really interested in what professors say as everything they say, like you, is a matter of opinion.
Thanks for your input. I will continue to work and write goals for medial /r/ thank you very much!
Oct 26 2006, 12:06 PM
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Wow - I am a little scared about this last remark, "I am not really interested in what professors say, as everything is opinion." We are supposed to be striving to be evidence based. One of the greatest problems with this profession is the idea of, "Well this works, I don't know why, but it does," so just keep doing it attitude, along with the, "I am just going to do it this way, because intutively it makes sense to me." We need to have solid rationales for our work. Professors, and researchers are typically aware of evidence based practices - so to completely ignore them and do it "my way," is a great disservice to the individuals we serve.
Not a prof, just someone concerned about the lack of science in our work and the casual tossing out of evidence in favor of just doing what is intutitive or simple or "my way."
Oct 26 2006, 12:33 PM
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Please don't take my remark out of context. I was referring to ONLY the non-existence of medial /r/. Nothing else.
However, since you brought it up, most profs do not believe in oral motor exercises, but many clincians swear they work. I do not have an opinion on that subject either way. I say if it works for you and your client is getting better, DO IT!
Most doctors do not believe in herbal medicines and the like, but many people swear by these too. There is not a lot of, if any, research to back them up. If I was dying and I had tried everything that science had to offer, you can bet your a** I would try some alternative medicines/practices without bothering to ask for their research papers!
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"We are committed to the Ufa understandings. The two NSAs are to meet to discuss on all issues related to terrorism. We have said that we are ready for NSA-level talks, but the last time Pakistan walked out of it, saying that you don't allow us to do this and we don't accept that," MEA spokesperson Vikas Swarup told a press conference here.
"If Pakistan is willing to have a dialogue between the two NSAs on all issues related to terrorism, we are all for it. External Affairs Minister mentioned clearly in her speech at the UNGA(United Nations General Assembly),that the only issue on the table is to address the issues related to terrorism, and if we find that the issue has been addressed in a credible manner, we are ready to discuss all outstanding issues," Swarup added.


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An article in The Australian today, detailing costs of wind and solar power and their impact on power bills relative to the carbon tax, has boiled my blood; it is time to get real about so-called "green" energy, and to recognise the pile of horse shit the whole concept is predicated on.
One of the many things wrong with this country at the moment is the virtual siege mentality that has been engineered by the
Communist Party Greens, intellectually moribund academics and the sensationalist pork-barrellers in Canberra over the environment in general and the generation of energy in particular.
Specifically, the presentation of "problems" requiring "solutions" that amount to little more than window-dressing — yet cost billions of dollars, and slug ordinary Australians already stretched to breaking point by cost-of-living pressures — is a contemptible little closed circuit that plays on the gullibility of the uninformed.
The Australian reports today — and I quote — that "subsidies for rooftop solar panels will cost consumers about $2.3 billion over the next year as the combination of a federal government solar subsidy program and state government feed-in tariffs add about $140 a year to household power bills."
Without going too far into the article's breakdown of the figures, beyond that headline figure the rest of it is simple detail. The Australian does note, though, that price impacts associated with "renewable" energy on power bills are additional to those of the looming carbon tax, and greater in size than the imposts the carbon tax promises to inflict.
I do, however, wish to quote South Australian Premier Jay Weatherill; speaking directly on this issue, he said "…people want to find ways of reducing their environmental footprint and many choose to pay higher electricity costs because of signing up to green energy…they want to buy green power."
Exactly. I couldn't have said it better. And that's a big part of the problem.
I would make the clear point that nobody likes environmental pollution, or at the very least, most of us don't; but by the same token, unless we all go back to living in caves and cooking around a fire, the worldwide imperative for baseload electricity generation and its attendant side-effects are issues that are actual, not academic, and certainly ones that will not be resolved on an economically viable basis by wind power or solar energy.
Even so, the siege mentality to which I referred has had the consequence that millions of people across the country believe the planet is on the brink of environmental and ecological collapse; this doesn't just include the gullible, the stupid and the contemptible, either: learned folk, intelligent folk, otherwise rational and functional folk actually believe this pap too.
And the consequence, in turn, of that has been that an environment now exists — no pun intended — in which a) governments and QANGOs can impose endless taxes, levies, charges, fees and other imposts in the dubious name of "clean energy;" and in which b) a sideshow of hypocritical circuses now exists, and grows, to provide a semblance of a solution to the "problem" but which, in fact, is a mere perpetuation of it.
Environmental Footprint. Carbon Offset. Food Miles. Clean Energy Future. Blah Blah Blah. These — and other politically stylish catchphrases — do not describe actual phenomena; rather, they reflect the results of marketing consultancies and focus group sessions to devise suitably punchy slogans by which to perpetuate the myth of the environmental siege gripping the planet.
It should give readers pause for thought to consider that in and around all this high-profile concern for the Earth's environmental good, nary a mention is given to the salinity levels in soils that have been mismanaged; to tangible problems such as the wholesale clearance of rainforest areas, including in this country; or to the sick state of health of river systems.
Yes, these issues are acknowledged, but paid mere lip service by comparison: the real show, and the real money, lies where a tax can be efficiently levied — and, on a rainforest or a river or a salt pan, it can't be.
Wind farms aren't just ugly, they're next to useless; in the name of 2% of the country's electricity being generated from wind, pristine coastal areas are scarred and blemished by these unsightly monstrosities that are inefficient, unreliable, and ridiculously expensive to manufacture, install and maintain.
And, importantly, which don't even turn if the wind doesn't blow.
Solar energy isn't much better; anyone who has ever made the mistake of "investing" in a solar hot water system knows all too well that when it is cold, or grey, or raining — or night, which is 50% of the time — booster electricity from baseload power is required if there is hot water to be had. How — given this simple small-scale but authentic example — baseload electricity could ever sustainably be generated from solar energy is a mystery.
And let's not ignore the fact that whilst electric cars are becoming environmentally stylish — they emit no greenhouse gases — they still need to be recharged; and the various sources from which that recharge comes are all powered by fossil fuel-fired electricity generation. Ultimately, burning oil is replaced by burning coal.
(And whilst slightly off the track, let's remember the raft of new "green" levies being charged on airfares and so forth — rather pointlessly, any trees planted with the proceeds won't eliminate a molecule of jet engine exhaust from the atmosphere).
Thanks to the Greens (back in the days when they were actually environmentalists in the true sense, whether right or misguided, and not the social engineers and warriors of the hard Left) hydro-electric power is almost impossible to consider in Australia, as are the additional dams required to provide the water source to drive it.
And geothermal power — a great idea in theory — is, today, no answer.
The simple fact is that Australians are paying through the nose to subside the likes of wind power and solar power, which resolve nothing and do not eliminate demand on electricity generated using fossil fuels.
And the carbon tax is an illusion: far from creating a "clean energy future," it is likely to decimate local manufacturing industries and the likes of the steel and aluminium industries (and boost their overseas counterparts from whom we will increasingly import), whilst providing cover for utility companies, transport companies, and every other industry to raise prices well beyond the level of the impost of the tax.
All the while, achieving nothing in terms of environmental outcomes.
All the while ignoring the fact, just like proverbially sticking one's head up one's backside, that the rest of the world (and 99% producer of environmental pollutants) is doing, in broad terms, nothing.
And all the while, Julia Gillard and the other imbeciles who constitute federal government in Australia rattle on that more is being paid to Australians as "compensation" for the carbon tax than the tax will actually generate in revenue.
It mustn't take Einstein to realise that at the very least — on that third point alone — something is very, very wrong.
Any tax for which more is paid out to soothe grievances than is collected is either an utter waste of time or a smokescreen for something else.
I believe it is both, to be frank. There is ample evidence that the carbon tax will provide no positive environmental benefit whatsoever.
There is also ample — and growing — evidence that it will inflict great damage on Australia's economy, and no guarantee that it won't inflict great hardship on millions of Australians, some of them on the breadline, and many more simply overburdened by rocketing price pressures their otherwise adequate incomes cannot afford.
Perhaps the billions of dollars in government expenditure on subsidies, reasearch and development concessions, grants and the like would be justifiable if cost-effective solutions were being realised, or if additional billions were not required from the leverage of a bevy of ambit new taxes.
But they aren't.
And in any case, until certain elements in the energy debate are firmly told where to go — and nuclear energy finally put on the table in Australia in a meaningful sense — the merry-go-round of taxes, handouts and higher consumer prices will continue indefinitely.
The whole exercise is pointless. It is, however, usurious in its expense, and I refuse to believe that the expenditure and transfer of such vast sums of money, simply to make people feel good about environmental issues, is worth it.
When it comes to electricity generation and the environmental issues surrounding it, the present debate and the actions emanating from it — as I said at the outset — is predicated on a truckload of shit.
And until people in positions of consequence want to get serious about these things, and abandon the perpetuation of such a ruse, the use of coal and gas to fire power stations remains the best, and most economical, option available.


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14th April 2009, 12:29 PM
Looking for a rust-free Sonett II...:)
14th April 2009, 12:29 PM
Looking for a rust-free Sonett II...:)
14th April 2009, 11:03 PM
Anyplace on this planet ?
A rust free anything, nearly 40 years old ?
There may be one in a Swedish automotive museum ?
How about Tucker # 52 ?
15th April 2009, 08:04 AM
In fact ANY Sonett II would be luck to find despite rustyness as you`re talking only ~270 made 40 years ago ...
V4 might be your chance but even then rust-free will not be readily available.
Just bought a V4 myself that has been de-rusted and repaired 10 years ago. Seems that rust-free Sonetts are very rare even among Sonett III`s.
Good luck!
16th April 2009, 09:18 PM
There is one for sale here locally.
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16th April 2009, 10:43 PM
The 1974 in Florida is a Sonett III.. Technically the Sonett II was a 2-stroke powered car built in 1966 and 1967. Only a handful were built in 1966 and production continued in 1967 but they eventually switched over to a V-4 engine midway through the year and renamed the car Sonett V4. That body style was built until 1970, when it was replaced by the Sonett III.


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