I'm goin' down
09-20-09, 08:00 PM
The work of the modders is incredible. I am not one of them, but I try almost everything that they develop from great white sharks prowling the waters to game changing mods. Here is a tribute I paid to one modder in a recent post. It goes without saying that his applies to all. Ubisoft ought to be compensating you for your expertise and the goodwill you generate the company. Here it is.
"WTF
As I was coming out of the kitchen, my three ferocious miniture poodle sentry's surrounded the fireplace, first growling and then barking. Soot started shooting out of the base of the chimney, and all of sudden, in full regalia
OUT STEPPED THE MAN HIMSELF -- SANTA CLAUS.
I looked in my backyard. It is September, a bright blue fall morning with no snow on the ground. Smack in the middle of my yard, in the center of my well manicured grass lawn, was a large sleigh. It was hitched up to a team of reindeer, one with a glowing, shiny red nose at the head of the team. Two of team were off the ground, held down only by the halters that were attached to the other reindeer by way of thick brown leather reins attached to decorated harnesses. Their forelegs were bent -- both were ready to take immediate flight. The remaining reindeer were pawing at the grass and snorting. Six elves had grabbed my son's basketball that he had left on the path, and they were playing a game of 3 on 3 on the adjacent concrete court where they had hung a new net on the basketball rim. They were shouting in high pitched voices and laughing.
In shock, I looked at Santa. Without a word handed me an envelope. I started to open it. I glanced up. He was gone! WTF. Where did he go? I went to the window. His sleigh was gone. He was gone. The reindeer were gone. So was his enterouge. All were gone without out a trace, except for the envelope in my hand. It all happened in thirty seconds!
I opened the envelope. It said, Go to subsim and incorporate different smoke for mercahants and warships into your career, Captain. Good luck and everyone's is counting on you.
I did not know that Christmas happened in September. But is does!
Thanks, Captain, for a great "Christmas" present.:salute: "
This is for the modders.
"WTF
As I was coming out of the kitchen, my three ferocious miniture poodle sentry's surrounded the fireplace, first growling and then barking. Soot started shooting out of the base of the chimney, and all of sudden, in full regalia
OUT STEPPED THE MAN HIMSELF -- SANTA CLAUS.
I looked in my backyard. It is September, a bright blue fall morning with no snow on the ground. Smack in the middle of my yard, in the center of my well manicured grass lawn, was a large sleigh. It was hitched up to a team of reindeer, one with a glowing, shiny red nose at the head of the team. Two of team were off the ground, held down only by the halters that were attached to the other reindeer by way of thick brown leather reins attached to decorated harnesses. Their forelegs were bent -- both were ready to take immediate flight. The remaining reindeer were pawing at the grass and snorting. Six elves had grabbed my son's basketball that he had left on the path, and they were playing a game of 3 on 3 on the adjacent concrete court where they had hung a new net on the basketball rim. They were shouting in high pitched voices and laughing.
In shock, I looked at Santa. Without a word handed me an envelope. I started to open it. I glanced up. He was gone! WTF. Where did he go? I went to the window. His sleigh was gone. He was gone. The reindeer were gone. So was his enterouge. All were gone without out a trace, except for the envelope in my hand. It all happened in thirty seconds!
I opened the envelope. It said, Go to subsim and incorporate different smoke for mercahants and warships into your career, Captain. Good luck and everyone's is counting on you.
I did not know that Christmas happened in September. But is does!
Thanks, Captain, for a great "Christmas" present.:salute: "
This is for the modders.