Shadowspade

Okay, so I find that anything concerning paladins in Skyrim are lacking. So, here's my request: Tier 2 Paladin armor: Judgement with the Sulfuras 2 handed hammer I've always love the play style of a Retribution Paladin. And besides, this armor is wicked. Even the hammer is incredible. Just maybe, reduce the pauldrons to a more believable size. Seriously, anyone who can do this is my best friend. I'm thinking of releasing a paladin specific spell pack of my own because I don't like the other spell packs. (personal taste, no offense to the creators of those) HOWEVER, anything with 3d renders and meshes and textures are WAY beyond my capability. ADMIN: I'm guessing as there is a Lich King armor and a Frostmourne weapon mod available, use of armors from World of Warcraft are okay. If not, show me the error of my ways.

That new design is gorgeous. Please post a link with the final result in here, I am definitely following this thread. :D

http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/50698/? Maybe this will help? It will allow you to tame an Ice Wolf yourself, and there is an option to name them Nikka yourself. It adds a few immersion things, such as feeding. Hope this helps.

I would absolutely love to see this. Maybe something like a magelight ball strictly for mage characters? I LOVE the raven idea, or maybe even a hawk form for a druid type character. Definitely would use this.

I have a personal request. Could someone make a complimentary horse armor to go with the Immersive Armors mod that Hothtrooper44 did. Specifically, the blue and black Runic Spellbinder Armor. http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/19733/? That's the link for the mod, I would greatly appreciate anyone who could do this.

Thanks guys. Just getting it out there has helped. I'm currently seeing a therapist. I'm single now, so I have a lot to work on. Just getting everything off my chest has been such a huge relief. Ketlicpete, that last article you posted was just incredible. Really, you guys. I appreciate this.

All of the fluids are bad. You'll probably have to get new gas tank and lines, if gas was left in them. All of your hoses are gonna be dry rotted, all of your gaskets are going to be bad. It would be much easier to drop a new motor in it. And most of the new motors you can find the wiring harnesses for them. It's going to be expensive, but if it has sentimental value, it would be worth it. If you wanted to go an easier route, buy a carburated crate motor. They usually have less sensors so the wiring harnesses aren't as complicated. And a lot of the crate motors, you can buy fuel rails for them and turn them into Electronically Fuel Injected. It'll cost you a couple thousand, but if the body is in great shape and it's sentimental, I'd say do it.

WARNING: EXTREMELY LONG POST I am doing what someone has, and taking advantage of the anonymity of the internet. I've been a long time lurker on this forum and just never posted, but I'm at a hard part in my life. I need to get this out. I am 24 years old. I have been married, and I am currently getting a divorce. I guess I wasn't good enough, or she couldn't deal with me being gone. I am in the Army National Guard. I went on a deployment in 2011-2012, and when I came home, I married my high school sweetheart. I had no clue the things she had done until 6 months after we married. If she had not continue to contact him, then I might have been able to let it go. But she didn't, so I left her. Now, in the final stages of my divorce, I have a girlfriend. We've actually been seeing each other for about 6 months. But these last months have been absolutely terrible. Nothing but fighting, distance between us, screaming, horrible nightmare. When finally reached a breaking point where, after high emotions, we matured and began to realize some things. Things about us, things about ourselves. And mine shocked me to no end. Backtrack 15 years ago. I was 9 years old, I was just a kid. I was happy, I didn't have worries, I didn't have cares other than homework and cleaning my room. I played outside, I climbed trees. When it was too cold, I stayed inside and played video games. I was me, I was happy ... ish. Starting in the 2nd grade, when I was getting teased by the high school kids because my lips were cherry red, like I always had lipstick on, was when it all started. I was getting teased everyday. I'm not an a**hole, I have always had a soft side. I cried, lots of times. Why someone decided to let high school kids ride with elementary school kids, I'll never know. But one day, the teasing started getting worse. I've repressed a lot of memories, but I remember a few. When I was in the 2nd grade and I was jumped by these two twin brothers, Dustin and Seth. Dustin punched me in the face and knocked me down, then Seth grabbed me and those two kicked me and beat me until I stopped moving. Why? Because someone said I didn't like their friend. That I was talking bad about him. So I got the ever-loving s*** beat outta me for a stupid rumor. And guess what? All three of us got detention. In the 4th grade, Billy punched me in the face and stole things outta my lunch box. I got him in trouble with the teacher, and wouldn't you know it, I got beat up. Again. Then I was in computer class. And I was always taught to respect my elders. So when I had to pee really bad, the teacher wouldn't let me go. I went on myself. In front of my classmates. And I didn't live it down the whole year. Lunch was a living nightmare, because i had to see their faces then. Next year, 5th grade. Riding the bus. A big kid named Eric decided it would be funny to hold me down in the back of the bus while Jon punches me in the stomach to "see what people do". I was starting to fight back by then. I elbowed Eric in the stomach, got knocked on the bus floor, and stomped and kicked for a good 2-3 minutes. That was painful. God, I was ready for summer so I could hide in my room from all of these people. Next year, 6th grade. Good ol' MIDDLE SCHOOL. I had no clue that my next three years would be utter he**. A friend I had made in 5th grade decided that he wanted to be a jock, and labeled me a nerd. I got my lunch trays knocked outta my hand. I got pushed into lockers. I got pushed into walls. I had pencils thrown at me. And what did they do? Laugh. My best friend, someone I was supposed to be able to count on, tormenting me. So one day I grew tired of it. I pushed him into a wall. And promptly got my head smashed into the concrete. I went home that day, my head hurt for hours. Still in 6th grade. Preston decides that he doesn't like me, or maybe it was because I was small and rarely fought back. I got punched in the stomach at recess. At this point, fighting back hurts even worse, so while people are laughing at me, I just walk away. Lunch was afterwards, but I wasn' hungry anymore. I don't remember 7th or 8th grade much. I remember getting my head shoved into a toilet. I remember getting trash thrown at me, people putting tacks in my seat for laughs, getting pushed into lockers. I remember getting teased by this group of girls everyday because I was the nerdy kid. I wasn't even wearing glasses then. I remember Travis and Keith throwing rocks at me in recess. A good sized one hit me in the head. I still have a small scar from it. Middle school was when home no longer became my hiding place. Enter my older brother, who always left me alone until he hit high school. And who is he friends with? The jocks. The ones who pick on kids because it's funny. He would invite them to my house. I remember his friend Chris shooting me with a bb gun. And what did my brother do? He laughed. When it snowed, his friends would chase me around the yard with rock filled snowballs. God, I hated my life then. My only friends that I ever saw were living in my N64 and my PS2. I stayed up for two solid weeks during Christmas break to play my games. It was another world, it was somewhere I could pretend to be the hero, be the big guy everyone respected and loved. Enter high school. I'm the new kid in 9th grade. All the kids from middle school are here with me. And even worse, kids from other middle schools. More people. I can't stand crowds at this point. I had no fashion sense, I was wearing weird clothes because they didn't matter to me. I had a mustache, because I didn't know how to shave. I got told I looked creepy with it. So that was just more ammo for kids to use. I remember getting things stolen out of my bag, people telling me to go home and burn my clothes because I looked ridiculous. And then I see him. One of the most influential people in my life. Devon. He was the goth kid in school, wearing Tripp pants and all black. Long hair. And, most of all, no one EVER picked on him. EVER. I guess in the South, people fear what they don't understand. I had a new goal, and I made him my friend. 10th grade. I've got a pair of Tripp pants, and my hair is getting longer. I started wearing black clothing. People look at me a little differently. Less people talk to me. But still, there are those that make my life miserable. Malcolm was one of them. During Thanksgiving break, someone showed me how to tie a noose. I was so tired, of people, of fake friends, of everyone hating me so much that I just couldn't take it. I went into the shop, strung up a noose, and got a chair. I wouldn't have to deal with people anymore. It would finally stop. Fate, God, karma, however you want to take it, someone was looking after me. I'm on the chair and I'm about to kick it out. I hear a familiar voice. Justin, a new friend I recently made, came over all of a sudden. He walks into the shop and sees me there. I only remember him talking, me crying, I come down and I got to his house for a few days. That's when I started to get really angry. Halfway through the year, I've taken the money I saved up and spent it all at Hot Topic. All black clothes, black nail polish, black eyeliner, the works. People don't talk to me. And about half of my tormentors have left me be. (This happened to be close to the Columbine incident, so people were starting to get scared) But Malcolm? Not him. Every day, it was "F*gg** this", and I have a lot of trauma built up. It slowly turned to anger, into rage. I just snapped. I lunged at him over the table with a pair of scissors. I wanted to hurt him, like they all have hurt me. I wanted to see him stop speaking and moving, like I did when I got beat. I caught him in the leg, and cut him good. He never reported it to the teacher, because he was out of class at the time. I was lucky. The rumors start to spread, and people really leave me alone. I began to bring knives and brass knuckles to school. All I've ever wanted was for people to leave me alone. And finally, after years of being beaten, pushed, and tormented, people feared me. I was the crazy kid with knives who already cut someone. All of my bullies stop. That was the last time anyone pushed me around. Back to the present day, me and my current girlfriend are fighting. I've come to the realization that I never coped with my childhood issues, and it's causing problems between us. I've become the bully, pushing people around emotionally because I'm not happy. I want them to be my source of happiness, to fawn over me. I've made her care more about me than she does herself. I hate myself on an unbelievable level right now. I can't help but feel that my past is causing me problems in the present. I never talk to people about what I went through. And I guess, I dunno, I'm reaching out to someone. Anyone. I need help. I didn't know it was going to be so long, i just started writing and it all came out. I'm sorry.

Edit: Not sure what happened, but posted twice. :(

Holy sh*t. I loved that game. I usually s tick to immersion mods, but I would load this JUST because of that game. yes yes YES.

Just saying, I would love to see this armor. it's pretty boss.

okay, so I feel that staffs in this game are pretty much useless. as a magic user, I hate this. so I have an idea on how to make them much more useful. Imagine having one staff that you can use with all your spells. It would have a menu, similar to the favorites menu, where you can select what spell to use with it. You can still get special staffs, like the Wabbajack, that will give you it's special spell only when you have that staff equipped. But you can still use your other spells with it. and the more common staffs will give you bonuses, like magicka regeneration, instead of just a single spell. Out would also be much easier to integrate custom staff models as well. It would also make staffs more lore friendly, eliminating the need to carry around 5 or 6 different staffs. I would really love If someone could make this happen. PS: sorry if anything is misspelled our not explained clearly, I'm writing this from my phone

This would be awesome. You can level up and spar with your followers and stay upkept with your sword skills. I'd love to see this one happen.

Not usually one to like new settlements and whatnot, but the work and detail going into this one is fairly impressive. I'll be following this one to see how it turns out, maybe even give it a try.