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Interestingly, the US system was set up originally to a cry of "no taxation without representation", yet if I work in the US, I have to pay US taxes and get no representation at all in return for those taxes. I don't expect any polititian to do anything about that, not that I'd be allowed to vote for them, even if they said they would. Just saying. :devil:

I think the practice of popping off people in power when they become unpopular in certain circles is not unprecedented in our modern age *wink wink* This wasn't any indication that their people were upset with their kings, they loved them. If you're not prepared to die for your people, you shouldn't be ruling them.

I think the world would be a better place if we reinstated the practice of killing our leaders after their terms in office are over: Sacrificed Celtic Kings. Aah, the good old days. :smile:

Early in the quest, the player gets a vocal chord injury. The player temporarily (or permanently) gets a vocal chord transplant from a protectron or something. From then on - player robot voice. Simple, effective, toungue in cheek and lore friendly. At the end of the quest, the player can potentially have their voice fixed. This can become a bit of a running joke if every quest mod shoots the player in the throat during the intro scene, but it would allow detailed dialogue and Stephen Hawking to do the voice acting. :wink:

Fool me once - shame on you. Fool me twice - shame on me. Fool me again and again and again - it must be politics. :sad:

When faced with such uncertain times, sometimes it's safer to just vote for the Devil you know:

The very idea of segregated toilets is nuts: Children often need assistance and often are accompanied by an adult of a different gender. This creates a problem - which toilet do such a pair use? Segregated changing rooms are just as nuts - Does the man take the little girl into a changing room full of naked men, or does he go with her into the changing room full of naked women? Prudes offend me. I want to silence them but instead I tolerate their presence in my vicinity and their influence on the society that surrounds me. I suppress my intolerant urges because, although such people offend me, I don't want the illusion of civilisation under which we live to break down because of me. If it were to break down sufficiently due to other causes, however, I would no longer feel the need to curb my anger in public and such people who annoy me would get more than a dark stare. Now, replace the anti-prude sentiment in the previous paragraph with ANY other Intolerance and you'll find some people somewhere who feel that way. The Paradox of Tolerance is that human beings are Intolerant creatures that practice Tolerance so that we can live in close proximity to each other without killing each other for increasingly trivial reasons. We have to be as tolerant as we can because the consequence of not doing so is unpalatable to the majority of us. Even a giant killing machine who lives in an unassailable fortress full of weapons has other people that he cares about, who would be unhappy in a world of no Tolerance, because such a world has no supermarkets, no television, no computer games. All the best things in life come from having a civilised society and civilisation is an illusion that can only exist in an atmosphere of tolerance. Without it, civilisation withers and dies - that's why we all put on our best fake smile and suppress our inner Hulk, no matter how much we want to Smash! As for the PC-Brigade, Twitter-Nazis and other modern lynch mobs, they're a temporary phenomenon and will wither and die once they bite off more than they can chew - it's inevitable, like an anaconda choking on a cow.

You have my sympathy mate. :sad: My sister has had BT troubles ever since she got her broadband from them. 1 year later & she's finally going to take my advice & go with Sky. I hope they can fix it for you.

I was asking about a second lan on your PC as some mobos ship with 2 potential connections & the other one might work better. I can't be certain, as I don't use BT, but from what I know the Lan2 port on a BT Openreach box is either disabled or only for accessing the modem itself, depending on your package. Either way I wouldn't mess with the BT box, as they can be complete iceholes about their equipment. You could try TCP Optimiser. It's free & can fix issues if they're caused by your PCs settings.

You don't happen to have Killer Network Manager by any chance? It has history of doing stuff like that. Do you have a second Lan Connection on your mobo you can use?

I've had nothing but trouble with wireless for desktops, I don't know why. I tried a wireless dongle & needed to restart several times each day till I replaced it with a cable. That's why I recommend using a wired connection for your desktop if at all possible. BTW: the wire.jpg link's expired.

Thanks very much for posting this - Very interesting. :thumbsup:

I don't think ASLAL is your problem. I've recently been using it for testing IA compatibility and so I've run multiple starts with it switched on and off without any of the issues you describe. Also, it comes with it's files packed into a BSA so no loose files at all. I reckon your problems are either down to something that edits Helgen itself or the 'Skyrim doesn't like monitors running at anything other than 60 Hz' issue. Assuming, of course, that you didn't unpack the BSA yourself. Regarding the CTD outside the cave: That's an area that's very graphics heavy, so your problem might be graphics overload. Check out Skyrim Project Stability. Good Luck.

Each page of the NMM installer is a separate installStep within the ModuleConfig.xml file. Like this: <installSteps order="Explicit"> <installStep name="Whatever01"> Stuff to do for Page 01 </installStep> <installStep name="Whatever02"> Stuff to do for Page 02 </installStep> </installSteps> Say you want to have a page of the installer deal with choosing a mesh for the Daedric Torso, with separate options for Male & Female, you set that page up like this: <installStep name="Daedric Torso"> <optionalFileGroups> <group name="Male Torso" type="SelectAtMostOne"> <plugins> <plugin name="Orange Glow"> <description> This is the normal Orange Glow. </description> <image path="Images/Male_Torso_Orange.jpg"/> <files> <folder source="Male_Torso_Orange\meshes" destination="meshes"/> </files> <typeDescriptor> <type name="Optional"/> </typeDescriptor> </plugin> <plugin name="Purple Glow"> <description> This is the normal Purple Glow. </description> <image path="Images/Male_Torso_Purple.jpg"/> <files> <folder source="Male_Torso_Purple\meshes" destination="meshes"/> </files> <typeDescriptor> <type name="Optional"/> </typeDescriptor> </plugin> </plugins> </group> <group name="Female Torso" type="SelectAtMostOne"> <plugins> <plugin name="Orange Glow"> <description> This is the normal Orange Glow. </description> <image path="Images/Female_Torso_Orange.jpg"/> <files> <folder source="Female_Torso_Orange\meshes" destination="meshes"/> </files> <typeDescriptor> <type name="Optional"/> </typeDescriptor> </plugin> <plugin name="Purple Glow"> <description> This is the normal Purple Glow. </description> <image path="Images/Female_Torso_Purple.jpg"/> <files> <folder source="Female_Torso_Purple\meshes" destination="meshes"/> </files> <typeDescriptor> <type name="Optional"/> </typeDescriptor> </plugin> </plugins> </group> </optionalFileGroups> </installStep> This will set up a page that gives 2 options (Orange or Purple) for the Daedric Torso for both Male and Female in the NMM Mod Installer.You will also need to set up the files that this xml code snippet is going to look for: A Folder named Images that contains the screenshots that will show up when the User highlights each option: Male_Torso_Orange.jpg, Male_Torso_Purple.jpg, Female_Torso_Orange.jpg, and Female_Torso_Purple.jpg. A Folder named Male_Torso_Orange containing a folder called meshes that has the correct Male Daedric Torso meshes for the Orange Glow in it - in the correct folder structure for them to be used in the game as these will be installed into the User's Data/meshes folder if the User chooses the Orange option. The same applies to the Male_Torso_Purple, Female_Torso_Orange, and Female_Torso_Purple Folders These folders will be in the final 7-Zip Mod download that you Upload to the Nexus at the same level as the FoMOD folder that contains the ModuleConfig.xml file. I hope that makes things clear.

Check this out. The one I used is the one that LivingDragon linked to for FONV An installer for NMM is exactly the same as an installer for FOMM (Fallout Mod Manager) - it's basically an XML document that tells NMM what to do. Within your Mod download, at the top level, you need to put a folder called FOMod. In that folder, you need to put your XML instructions file which is called ModuleConfig.xml. The easiest way to see how this works is to look at a Mod that does something similar to what you want to do, & check out it's .xml file - for your requirements, I recommend you look at SMIM, it's got a well written installer that allows the user to choose from multiple options just the way you seem to want.

In response to post #11818095. Mod authors (and those we choose to give author permissions on our files) need something to help us deal with a small minority of people who, if left unchecked, will drive authors to stop sharing their mods. There are already authors who refuse to share Skyrim mods because of the behaviour of a small minority of rude people. We share our mods with the community here on Nexus because we love the community, not for privileges and not to abuse others. I'll give you the benefit of the doubt and allow that there may have been an overreaction - that's what moderators are in a good position to help with. Write your apology, then contact a member of staff and ask them to pass it on for you.

I had a member post a rude comment on one of my mods so I deleted the comment and banned the member from all my mods. I left the PMs unblocked (as I always do) so that there would be a point of contact should they choose to use it. That user has now contacted me and apologised and I have revoked the Ban. The system works! Thankyou very much. :D

You're welcome, :D

I am an Orc. I worship Malacath. Imperials captured me and tried to execute me - They had the right because they were stronger, but I resent their power over me anyway because resentment & jealousy are good Orc motivations to become stronger. I fight my way to freedom following whichever option seems stronger or more likely to make me stronger. - This individual has my personal loyalty as a battle brother but their faction has no claim on me. The civil war is not my fight at this stage; humans fighting humans to see who is stronger is a good thing and will benefit Orcs regardless of whether the victors are allies or enemies of the Orcs. Strong allies bring strength to a fight, strong enemies make better opponents for proving strength. Somewhere along the way I kill and eat a Dragon! Everything now changes! - I go and test myself against the Chiefs of the strongholds. Now I am the strongest and claim the title High Chief or King or anything I feel like calling myself. I should rule ALL. These humans need to hurry up and serve in my army. I look at the 2 sides and judge them based on their potential use in MY plans for World Domination. - The Empire is weak and subjugated by the Thalmor, while the Stormcloaks are few in number. Tullius wants to save the dying Empire, while Ulfric wants to be King of Skyrim. The Empire is weak and deserves to die and I'll need someone to rule Skyrim for me when I rule the world. This makes joining the Stormcloaks an obvious choice. To a strong Orc: Their racism means nothing - the insults of the weak are but the mewling of kittens. Who had the land first means nothing - the strong take what they want. Everyone who is not useful for something else is just Meat. :devil:

The gems are added via levelled list and the chance of them not appearing is controlled by a global variable. Set TGProwlersProfit to 100 will set the chance of them NOT appearing to 100% If you still want, say a 10% chance to get the gems, set it to 90. Enjoy. :)

No matter how fast your GPU is (GTX 670 is better), or your CPU, the best you can do for Skyrim is: Run Windows 7 64-bit OS with at least 6GB Ram - leaves Skyrim with the 4GB it needs without having to share with the rest of your system. Don't use Windows 8! Don't skimp on any of the components, especially your Motherboard. That doesn't mean you need to throw money away, just don't forget that quality cables are worth the money. The greatest drain on speed on a PC is it's Hard Disc: That's why some people recommend SSDs. I don't However, but I won't go into the problems with them, they're discussed extensively elsewhere and you can make up your own mind as to whether you're made of money. The most cost effective way to increase your PC's performance is to get the biggest Hard Drive you can afford: More memory = less physical space between tracks on the disc = less time taken for the drive motor to move from 1 memory address to another. If you want the best, my recommendation is: CPU - i7-4770k RAM - G.Skill GPU - GTX670

I can't help there I'm afraid, unless you'd like me to have Mistress Ploppy knock one up for you? She does a very memorable line in Sausage-Couture. :laugh:

At least Her Royal Highness is pleased with the Treasure Map. Seeing that she was busy with the affairs of court, the Lord High Executioner bowed and quietly took his leave. Carefully slip-sliding through the highly polished halls, he made his way back towards the Tower of Doom. There seemed to be an almost unprecedented flurry of activity in the grounds, with Lunatics and Ladies carrying lumpy pillows luring creeping cats towards creepy coves - Trying to rhyme that lot seemed like far too much work, so he decided to ignore it. If pressed, he could always blame it on the sausages. He had been intending to teach Mistress Ploppy a lesson for making him sick by mincing her feet and making her cook the resulting sausages, but, on careful consideration, her vile concoctions provide a potentially useful excuse for any failure in the performance of his duties. Once back in the tower, he relaxed, the wailing of the damned making soothing music to salve the emptiness in his skull. Opening the door to the most secure part of the tower, behind the sign that read: KEEP OUT on pain of PAIN! He looked over the Legion of the Damned as they honed their fighting skills by hacking at each other's rotten flesh with rusty cutlasses. "This is definitely shaping up to be one of my best ideas," he thought. "You need to get with the times and modernise your operation, think about your impact on the environment and recycle." The Royal Accountant never intended this when he said those fateful words, but he did have a point with that recycling remark: It was a waste, just throwing the corpses into the moat. Raising them from their eternal repose as Undead Minions and whipping them into shape as an Army and Navy of the Damned, ready to serve her majesty at a moment's notice was definitely better for the Environment; perhaps that's what's meant by going Green, they're certainly ripe.

The Lord High Executioner, fortified by the magical treats of fire and ice, overcame the last of his sausage-induced stupor. Leaning heavily on the captain of the guard, he reached into one of the hidden pockets in his robe for the scrap of paper that had brought him from his comfy prison tower out into the part of the palace where strangers or visiting tradespeople might fetch a fright at a walking skeleton in a robe. Still, this is important. "Thankyou Captain for your kind words, but I'm no longer seeing imaginary birds. Although my shoulder feels strangely weird, I think my collar bone has disappeared." Very strange, I'm sure I had it when I went into the kitchen, that imaginary sausage bird was sitting on it. Oh well, there's more important things afoot. Seeing the Queen, he stepped forward to bask in the Regal presence, clutching the, now soiled and tattered, note. "Your Majesty I have some news to relate, One of those pirates did speak, before he met his fate. Though I had some trouble understanding his words, Since Ploppy, the jailor, had split his face into thirds. He spoke of Magic and a treasure so great, But the condemned will say anything to avoid their fate. This one was different, he said he had hidden a map, He soon told me where when I made his bones snap. I had to clean it up when I made it mine, The varlet had stuck it where the sun doesn't shine. There's some stew on it now and a paw print I think, It must have got soiled when I passed by the sink." Holding out the tattered scrap for Her Majesty to see, the Lord High Executioner wondered why his shoulder felt so light.

"Am I well, you ask? I think not. My bones they ache and my balance is shot. As for my troubles, where to begin, That Damned Good Witch has taken my skin, my blood, my meat and even my name. Apart from that, I can't complain. Oh yes, there's one thing more if you've the time, I cannot speak unless I rhyme." The Lord High Executioner felt good to unload some of his troubles on the Captain of the Royal Guard and he'd be able to return the favour as soon as the Captain had a prisoner he needed dealt with - No questions asked. "As to the bird on my shoulder," Quick, what rhymes with shoulder? Throb. "Ow, it's not a bird nor a boulder." Boulder? It'll do. "Tis nothing more than a delusion you see, just suspicious sausages disagreeing with me." Turning to the proffered platter of Novelty-Bites and noticing, approvingly, that there was far less cat hair than he was used to, he chose the one that looked the least like a sausage. "Thankyou Head Chef, I'll try this one, it's shaped like a cat's paw, oh what fun." It was crunchy with ice and scalding hot, but still the best thing he'd eaten since the implementation of cost-cutting measures that meant he ate the same food as the prisoners. Which reminds me, where is that penny pinching bean counter? "Noble Captain, I must enquire, have you seen the Accountant-Royal? I have his spike ready, just by the fire and I'd hate for his welcome to spoil."