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  1. I am getting so frustrated. I can't even edit existing maps with color. I have tried to follow the above using IMF viewer and then paintshop but every time I try, the background turns blue when saving. Also I would like to try and make maps from scratch. Anybody have any tutorials? I know there is a clear map in the repository but how was even that map made?

    Any help from the experts would be much appreciated.

    Ron

  2. Battlefront

    I don't know if I am part of the silent majority or not. I am 49 years old and have been playing wargames since I was 9 or 10. I used to push cut out cardboard squares around an unchangeable map. That was fun believe it or not because I knew that that was the best there was at the time. I can't understand the constant whining for this or for that that goes on here, although at times I have benefitted from it (ha!ha!). All games that I have ever bought have constantly changed if they didn't die. Each and every time I paid for a newer or better version. I waited sometimes for years. Falcon 4 is a great example. I am still waiting for Fighter Ops to come out and I will keep on waiting. Oh well enough for the nostalgia.

    Battlefront has and probably will always be the cutting edge for computer wargaming in my opinion. If it doesn't have water now I know it will in the future. Even if it never does I will always buy the newest (and better than any other game on the market) product of Combat Mission. From the development of the game to the customer support Battlefront is by far the best company I have ever had the privilege to throw my money at. Thank you Battlefront from a 4 decade wargamer.

    Hi, my name is Ron and I am a Battlefrontaholic!

  3. Originally posted by cool breeze:

    If attention is why I am here I would tell everybody what it is instead of being made fun of all day. If I wanted to be insulted disregarded and disrespected I would have made very different claims. I am going to spend many many more hours researching the questions I came here for and would really appreciate some experts pointing me in the right direction.

    Just follow the nearest blue "Hospital" sign to it's destination. Many, many experts to help you there.
  4. Sorry my good fellows. I guess my abscence has been conspicuous.

    A tale I must tell.

    As I sat upon the Adirondacks contemplating the meaning of life, licking my wounds, ruminating over the soul wrenching, undeserving insults visited upon the humble and lovable moi, I had a dream. Nay, a vision. I found myself a wee lad of eight splashing around what appeared to be a muddy pool. As I peered into the obscure, dark, menacing waters there appeared a bubble, a slight stir of the chocolate mess. At the same time, my eyes, wanting to avert the menacing goo, shot skywards, noticing a growing disturbance within the heavenlies. A deep, dark dread started to wrap it's putrid tentacles around me. All of a sudden, what started as a small bubble turned into a great agitation.

    Then this great beast arose out of the murky, swampish waters, ascending taller and taller. It was a nasty malodorous creature with three great heads, spitting forth venom, mucous and all that is foul. These three heads were named from the very bowels of hell and smelt of all that is unholy.

    The first great head was named Peng. It was mouthing forth obscenities. Obscenities that would grip your soul with disgust and loathing. Amongst this cacophony of obscenities one could hear whining. Whinings over some inconsequential detail that it's small mind, in all it's paranoia, would perceive. Oh please great sword, as like Van Gogh, cut off my ears, that I may never hear such blubbering again.

    The second great head was named Shaw. In a way it was even more frightful than the first, for though it appeared to be gifted with great intelligence, it surly was a cruel joke handed down from the gods. For it appeared to show great consternation over the most insignificant and mundane detail. It also had a great tongue that incessantly licked it's own foul wretched head. I could almost hear the laughter of the gods through the raucous sounds emanating from the swirling and ever darkening clouds.

    The third great head was named Emrys. This head was unlike the two great heads before it. For the most part it appeared non-threatening and tried to calm the others. But alas, it too, spit forth obnoxious little sayings that would cause instant insanity.

    The great beast, sensing it was among innocence, with eyes crazed over, licking it's hungry lips, thought "shirley this small morsel will be a delightful snack." As the dread and despair grew within, I sensed my mortal life passing by. It seemed hopeless as the three heads descended, mouths wide open, the stench of hell emanating therefrom. Suddenly a small voice could be heard from the inner corners of my mind.

    Upon hearing the words I lept forth and cut off the beasts protruding gonads screaming...

    SOD OFF YOU DOUCHEBAGS!!!!!

    [ November 14, 2007, 05:18 AM: Message edited by: rammer4250 ]

  5. Originally posted by Michael Emrys:

    </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by rammer4250:

    </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Michael Emrys:

    </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by rammer4250:

    Hope I did that right...

    You didn't. And since the quote thingie is almost foolproof, I suspect that you are either doing that on purpose or...are an exceptionally dense fool. I'm happy in either case since it provides abundant opportunities to mock and humiliate you.

    Michael </font>

  6. Originally posted by Joe Shaw:

    </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by rammer4250:

    Time for a sing-along.

    Based on the theme from Gilligan's Island.

    So sing-along if you know the words, or mouth them if you don't.

    Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,

    A tale of a fateful post

    That started from this quiet room,

    Aboard the Internet.

    The Shaw was a mighty narcissist,

    The Peng not far behind.

    Five whack jobs set posting that day

    with only one limited mind

    One limited mind [sound of moderators: crack]

    The insults started getting rough,

    The tiny brains were tossed.

    If not for the obnoxiousness of the quotation cop

    The Cesspool would be lost.

    The Cesspool would be lost.

    The posts aground on the shore of this

    uncharted fecal pool.

    With Quotation Cop, the idiot savant Peng too,

    The Redneck of the Peng Challenge Thread and his wife,

    A Seanachai (what's a Sena who?), and the rest, The Professor (Michael Emrys) and Berlickedthethingy.

    (All) Here on Peng's Challenge Thread.

    So this is the tale of our demented ones

    They're here for a long, long time

    They'll have to make the best of things,

    It's an uphill climb.

    The Justicar and the brainless Peng

    Will do their very best,

    To make the others kiss their ass

    In their cesspool stinking mess.

    No brains, no wit, No sanity of any kind,

    Not a single cohesive thought,

    Like Cro-Magnon Man it's primitive as can be.

    So join us here each week my friends,

    You're sure to get a smile,

    From seven shunned and demented ones,

    Here on Peng's Challenge Thread (not much of a challenge)

    Not bad lad, well BAD from the standpoint of some of the classic posts made here but a worthy effort from an SSN.

    It doesn't scan properly you understand and the wit is sadly lacking but for an SSN it was a good effort.

    For anyone else it would have been laughed out of the thread but we must make allowances.

    So well done, say I, and keep up the mediocre work.

    For an example of the kind of work we expect from a KNIGHT of the CessPool, here is my own rendition of ...

    As ****e Floats By

    You must remember this

    The pool is full of cess, a sigh won’t make it dry.

    The Peng Challenge rules apply

    As ****e floats by.

    Elsewhere it is taboo

    To speak out well and true

    Or even craft a lie

    But here we have our taunts to fling

    As ****e floats by.

    Seanachai and Berli

    Always gibe and bait.

    Nidan1 and Mace, full of bile and hate.

    Boo sneers at Noba

    And both of them await

    Their Justicar’s reply.

    The Serfs are getting pissy

    The Squires are acting prissy

    The SSNs can die.

    The MBT will welcome no one.

    As ****e floats by.

    Joe </font>

  7. Time for a sing-along.

    Based on the theme from Gilligan's Island.

    So sing-along if you know the words, or mouth them if you don't.

    Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,

    A tale of a fateful post

    That started from this quiet room,

    Aboard the Internet.

    The Shaw was a mighty narcissist,

    The Peng not far behind.

    Five whack jobs set posting that day

    with only one limited mind

    One limited mind [sound of moderators: crack]

    The insults started getting rough,

    The tiny brains were tossed.

    If not for the obnoxiousness of the quotation cop

    The Cesspool would be lost.

    The Cesspool would be lost.

    The posts aground on the shore of this

    uncharted fecal pool.

    With Quotation Cop, the idiot savant Peng too,

    The Redneck of the Peng Challenge Thread and his wife,

    A Seanachai (what's a Sena who?), and the rest, The Professor (Michael Emrys) and Berlickedthethingy.

    (All) Here on Peng's Challenge Thread.

    So this is the tale of our demented ones

    They're here for a long, long time

    They'll have to make the best of things,

    It's an uphill climb.

    The Justicar and the brainless Peng

    Will do their very best,

    To make the others kiss their ass

    In their cesspool stinking mess.

    No brains, no wit, No sanity of any kind,

    Not a single cohesive thought,

    Like Cro-Magnon Man it's primitive as can be.

    So join us here each week my friends,

    You're sure to get a smile,

    From seven shunned and demented ones,

    Here on Peng's Challenge Thread (not much of a challenge)

  8. Originally posted by MrPeng:

    And with that, the Colbert Report!

    Nighty night. Keep your bungholes tight.

    And rimjob, DO try to keep up? I have a low tolerance for tard, and you are full of it. If you can't be amusing then I'm going to stop defending you. I'll let Berli have you. Perhaps he'll just nail you to a board until you are very very sorry. If he's in a good mood. You won't like that.

    Might as well work with his hands he can't speak.
  9. Originally posted by Berlichtingen:

    So, Seanachai stood up for rammer (Does he get points for a completely stupid user name? Is it his way of saying he pitches?). So, all you'd need would be Peng and I to over rule his nonsense... that that would just take rammer annoying us . Given the low, sloping forehead and knuckles dragging on the floor, that shouldn't take to long

    The sentence "that that would just take rammer annoying us " - what in the hell does that mean? What are you smoking?

    Shaw

    Again you correct me while someone like Berlickthething can't speak.

    Is that better Mr quote police? Had to edit this to make sure you understood this was to you Shaw. I realize it's hard for you to read something without the quotes or the quotes aren't in the right place or :confused:

    [ November 08, 2007, 08:24 PM: Message edited by: rammer4250 ]

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