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Franko, I'd love to have the non-tourney version, just so I can see how you did it. (Only after I've played it, of course!) If you have a moment, my email is proberts@umich.edu. Thanks!

No disrespect taken I just got tired of seeing the Heer look so flabby. Anyway, it's only 9kb. Martyr

As a partial solution (and one that avoids the performance-hit problem), perhaps the "Sound Contact" generic unit could be used to simulate "dust-sightings" available on certain terrains under certain conditions. This would indicate that you know something is there, but you don't know what it is. Martyr

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Geier: Amurikans: I have your president. He is here. Is it true that people actually voted for this guy? <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> [/lurk]Well, to our credit, the majority of us didn't.[lurk]

Halloo, Prang Threaters! I thought I'd slink back in to these slimy precincts in order to post a quick SitRep of my opening moves with the much-neologized Panzer Leader... Ah, Crodaburg. (Minor SPOILER ALERT I guess.) I can see why everyone who isn't playing it thinks it's sooo much fun. Like some over-funded experiment in urban planning gone horribly, horribly wrong, Crodaberg sits atop its high-rent mesa surrounded by bunkers, pits, and wire. It's as if the mayor ordered a new set of sidewalks, but took delivery of the Atlantic Wall instead. Gentrification it most certainly is not. Well, I've arranged my U.S. troops in a tricky fashion and have begun my initial probes towards the town. My vehicle crews are putting in a particularly fine showing, advancing boldly towards the rear, heads held high in fine march step, whistling "Chattanooga Choo-Choo" and "Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree" and etc. etc. Meanwhile I have put paid to *several* 88mm bunkers with consummate luck and dumb skill. Serves them right, the gamey bastards: Hellooooo, it's an anti-aircraft weapon; you use it against BOMBERS. Geez. What would Mom and the all little frauleins think, sitting at home under daily visits from B-17s, while you waste precious, precious shells on Shermans and jeeps...? Well, more to come. Meanwhile I'm more and more and impressed with the level of literacy exhibited here in the cess. Milton and Stephen Merritt! Be still ma heart. Papa was a rodeo. Martyr

Actually, you can change the faces, and there are some good mods out there. But faces are chosen randomly from a pool of eight or so, and you couldn't restrict the shades to just your tankers.

er...um... (speechless with vaguely nauseated awe)

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Panzer Leader: Oh and Mortyr (bad FPS game)(whom I call GIT) , since you actually SAW Crodaburg, I have seen neither hide nor tail? Are you outta here then? Good, I felt queasy about the slaughter about to ensue. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> (Looks up from busy-looking deskjob desk job) All right, I'm coming, I'm coming! Geez Louise. A man's got to have a means of earning his way in the world, of bringing home the bacon, of keeping body and soul together--in short, a man must have a JOB (spake the whirlwind). And I have mine, which keeps me away from CM until dinner time. I'll meet you in Crodaberg's forsaken precincts this evening. We'll see who slaughters whom... Martyr "Come GIT some!"

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Panzer Leader: [QB]Awww Cripes, how did I happen to attract the attention of a stupid newbie GIT?? Dis Donc! (French appreciation day, y'all) Okay GIT (for rhat is what I dub you, for now and all eternity) expect your quick demise to be in that porn-filled trash-heap you call an "Inbox" tonight.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> (Checks watch) dum dee dum dum dee dum... (whistles) (checks watch again) (checks mailbox) Nope, nothin'... (Somewhere nearby, the small shadow of a chicken darts nervously from one mound of cess to another)

One gawsh darn second... Does this mean that Combat Mission, Kitty, and the Second Front all have the *same* birthday?! Somebody get out the star charts pronto--auspicious things are surely afoot! Martyr

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Speedbump: [QB] OH!!! So close. I thought you had it until that last line. You Git! You cannot expand the challenge from one to all! Must someone beat you with a limp fish for you to understand simple english?<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Argh! Consider me overwhelmed by expository passions at the time, then. I firmly and formally withdraw the offer to "Anyone else." Nobody--but nobody--better get between me and my initial challenge to Pansy Division there. Call off the fish! <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Besides Panzy Licker has already proven in the last incarnation of the Mutha Beautiful Thread, that he is afraid of SSN's!<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Ah ha! Afraid, hm? Very afraid? That will play right into my strategical plans, then, won't it? (Cue menacing music) Ah, yesssss. Martyr

Hmmm, first post, first post... Ah, there it is all the way up at the top of the thread! Pride of place must gotta count for sumthin. Let's take a look. <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Iskander: "The pool is a multi-functional kononia for PLAYING CM. It is sanctioned and bears the imprimatur (look it up, you SSN gits) of the most high.*<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Ah, a "konania", eh, and with the imprimatur of the most high? Well that certainly sounds like a good thing. Nice. Theologically sound, even. So the Poon Thread is sort of like a church, only without the money and the sermonizing and the funny clothing? Or maybe just without the money? <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>So if you don't like it then SOD OFF! Do not expect us to welcome you or be nice. There is a certain protocol.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> This sodding business. I just dunno. I mean, I've heard about it, but the actual mechanics seem kind of murky to me. <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>1) Pick out some other minion (not the pool at large) or earless ratfaced boy (don't fret, several answer to that description). Taunt them with style and verve, alliterate and prevaricate. In short, Sound off like ya have a pair! Or, Pair off like you've got a sound! Do not expect games with the senile old ones, rather focus on someother scum sucking newbie, fo rthe enertainment of us all.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> And there's the meat of it! Oh, Lawdy, mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of Peng! I was blind and now I see! (Checks pants for Pair) And there they are, two, right where I left them last! And now, apropos, to Testify: Panzer Leader! I lay upon you the Fickle Finger of Fate, a challenge to back up your clammy words (so easily spoken, so painfully up-backed!) with cold steel and hot tungsten! Plus, unless I read it wrong, you put your sister on the bargaining table and I'd suuuuuuure like to get some of that. Unless your own sordid, mucky hideousness runs in the family, in which case thanks but no thanks and I'll settle for cash. (dabs forehead) That works just like they said. Like being washed, sanctified, and purged from a blocked lower colon all at once! (Sings mawkish hymn) Anyone else?

Omigawd it's worser than I thought! The nudity, the flatulence, the exposure of naughty parts only known once in while to sheep upon an odd non-continent! What am I doing here?? Oh, yes: (Breathes deeply, regularly, remembering the mantra) Looking for new opponents. But... the exposure... it's almost too much to take... easy, eaaaaaasy... I've been out, I've had a few beers and the odd whisky-sour, and all I ask a wee bit of challenge. Surely someone wants to take a grab at my virgin sig file. It's all clean and un-spoken-for, guaranteed fresh and non-toxic. I've been checked out by the finest medics and whorehouse physicios! (Waves empty sig file in the general direction of pool regulars) But there's only one way to get it! Surely I don't have to spell it out. (Aside to self) Do you know what you're doing?! (Further parenthetical aside to self) Relax! Someone is bound to rise for the bait... Oh, and Berli, I have to admit that two digits is very impressive. I bow respectfully. Martyr P.S. Kitty, if I may presume--and, scum-sucking newbie that I am, surely I may not--many happy returns of the day to you! (Chivalrous curtsy)

(Starry-eyed) He likes me! He really likes me! *Sniff* (blows hanky) Still, something seems to be amiss with some of the atmospher--I mean, attitude around here. This is the famous Sass Pule thread, isn't it? Home of the boldest of the fearless and all that? Well, where is they, then, I wonders? <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR> Geez, Sis you sound like you have a crush on him or something. That is, to put it mildly, Grody. Why don't you forget playing the Islander and welcome your new boyfriend to the club? Maybe he can se you naked, humph! <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Well, geez, I dunno what to say! I mean, we've hardly been introduced or, gosh, or anything! Have to admit I'm flattered, of course. Even a little curious. Panzer Leader, what did you say your sister's name was again? Anyway, as it happens, Y2K, I do dabble in a bit of writing, just with the left hand, so to speak. Merely a hobby. Mightier than the sword and all that, wot? Anyway, I just happen to have a copy of my Manifesto right here somewhere. Are you connected with the publishing world? I'll just find a copy for you... (reaches deep in pants) ...won't be a minute... (searching around) (Suddenly sniffing the air) Wait... Something... Do I smell... sheep?

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>...just to tell us you have a prosthesis thingie that does nothing more than Bangity Bang when it's shaken? <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> But...But...That's what the cute saleslady at the store said it was good for, and... Well, aw, shoot! (Flings prosthesis into pool) (SPLASH) Anyway, I've heard so much about the Prang thread that I knew I had to have a look. (Looks) Hmmm. Dark. Murky. (Sniffs) kind of... close in here too. Urgh. (Lifts foot. SHLOOP) Sticky, to boot. When's the last time this place had a good scrub-down. Smells like a sheep-pen in high summer, fer gawd's sweet sake. <BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>...since registering a while back and risked a dip in the MBT...<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> (aside to self) They're just jealous of your low member number. Yeah, jealous.

(Knock, knock) Um, Hello? (Opens door) Hello? Is this the...lemme see...Pong Thread residence? I'm delivering a pizza. Extra cheese, was it? Just allow me to pull it out of my pants here, yes right here, won't take a minute... (Whips BAR out of pants) Ya-ha! Take that! Muhahahahahaha! Excelsior! (BANG BANGITY BANG BANG BANG etc. as muzzle flash strobes the murky darkness) (Lowers smoking BAR) (Aside to self) I can't believe they fell for the old pizza in the pants trick! Oh, the horror! Oh, the humanity! Like the billboard says, it works evvvvery time. (Crosses arms, surmounted by smirk of smug smuperiority.) Ha! (Slings BAR back down pants. Silence grows) Hello? Anyone? (Begins shuffling feet nervously) Er, hello? (sound of turgid cess sloshing menacingly in the darkness. Something...moves...deep within it...) (Aside to self) Hmmmm. Hello? [edited for extra smileylessness] [ 06-05-2001: Message edited by: Martyr ]

Thanks, Manx! Just wanted to throw in my encouragement for an excellent site. Martyr

Hi Ned, Defenders get foxholes and attackers don't. The holes are placed wherever a squad/team/gun is located when the set-up phase is completed. (Exception: no foxholes in buildings, roads, rough, or marsh.) You can't create foxholes during a game. However, it is possible to nearly double the number of holes created during setup by splitting all your infantry squads. Each half-squad gets its own hole, and you can always re-join them during the game's early turns. If I'm not mistaken, one side in a meeting engagement is still technically the "defender" (as per the game set-up screen), and that team will have holes at the start. Martyr

Paton Returns, You'll become a board member automatically after posting 30 messages. What really matters, though, is the reputation you build for yourself while doing so. These bulletin boards can be pretty harsh--sometimes too harsh--on newbies, but in general they are an adult environment with adult concerns. The bragging that goes on is usually good-natured. Most of all, people here respect knowledge and honest inquiry, as well as polite discussion of the game issues. The kind of loud posturing that goes on with, say, FPS-oriented boards isn't really welcome here. Good luck, and welcome to the club. I think you'll find it a very interesting place. Martyr

Here's one that's bound to be asked: "Will CM2 give crews the ability to dismount and then (ahem) re-mount their vehicles/guns/bunkers (though not their horses of course, 'cause nobody talks to a horse of course) (sheep neither, one hopes)?" I ask it now! Martyr

The AI does not know how to use boats, so in scenarios with boats, the AI is disabled for that side. (This is in the manual somewhere.) It's just as well. Better to let the AI do what it does well, which is defend.

Actually, Black & White or grayscale would misrepresent the slight tinge of dirty brown that permeated the conflict. I expect that true grognards will not be satisfied with anything sort of a full sepia patch... Martyr

If a particular scenario has assault boats in it (as the Poles do in this scenario, I think), the AI will not be able to play that side. It simply doesn't know how to use boats. I assume you were trying to play as the Germans? Try it as the Poles and it should work. Martyr

Well, it seems to me that your shell set a fire among the scrub and grass alongside the road. Maybe it was particularly thick there. Was the ground condition "dry"?

I'm blown away by the look of Tiger's skies available at Manx's CM site. My question is, will I gain any benefit from the 1024x256 textures if I play the game at 800x600 resolution? I have a high-powered machine, with lots of hi-res mods installed and no slowdown, but I'd like to know if the 1024-sized skies will even work at my desktop resolution. Thanks! Martyr