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Крутая пасхалка в ремейке Dead Space - шанти о Ишимуре
В Break Room, где Айзек, заметив изображение Обелиска на телевизоре, говорит о связи его матери и Юнитологии, можно выбить пасхалку. На полу там находится круг, по периметру которого раскиданые знаки. Это - код, который надо выполнить, топнув ногой или махнув рукой. За правильный "танец" Айзеку выпадет записка от юнитологов, но сейчас не о ней.
Второй код для этого круга можно найти в апартаментах руководства на стене в одной из комнат. За правильное отчеканивание этого кода во всё той же Break Room Айзеку выпадет два Узла для Верстака.
Ну, и, наконец, шанти. По всей игре раскиданы фрагменты этого кода, на которые указывает символ Обелиска и волны. После "введения" этого кода в круге, выпадет звуковой лог с шанти.
Ниже текст песни и мой перевод специально для Реактора :)
Первый куплет:
“There once was a ship from the CEC, (Бороздил просторы космических морей)
The Ishimura USG, (Корабль Ишимура, CEC чертежей,)
She’d crack a moon with gravity, (Ломал он луны гравитацией,)
Go me bullyboys, go – ha! (Вперёд, мои моряки, вперёд - Ха!)
Припев:
Soon may the Kellion come, (Ждём мы, когда Келлион придёт,)
To save our souls and take us home, (Наши души спасёт и домой заберёт,)
One day when the fixin’ is done, (Когда мы закончим чинить,)
We’ll take our leave and go, (Придёт нам пора уходить,)
Второй куплет:
Three score years she served her tour, (Ходит он уже "шесят" лет,)
Thirty planets cracked and more, (Раздробил больше, чем тридцать планет,)
The captain called “no-fly” and swore, (Капитан бросил якорь и поклялся вслед,)
He’d take that Marker in tow – ha! (Он возьмёт Обелиск на буксир - ха!)
Повторяется припев.
Третий куплет:
Before the ship could set on home, (Корабль домой начинал собираться,)
Tragedy’s struck and the colony’s all gone, (Но колония внизу перестала отзываться,)
The old Red Marker done them wrong, (Шахтёры оттуда стали искажаться,)
And brought the miners low-ha! (Обелиск их превратил - Ха!)
Повторяется припев.
Четвёртый куплет:
The ghouls aboard, a mystery, (Тайна вокруг, на борту упыри,)
Spoke of in Unitology, (Об этом твердили юнитологи,)
The captain swore he’d keep his creed, (Капитан дал слово своё кредо блюсти,)
And dragged his crew down so – ha! (И команду за собой утащил - Ха!)
Повторяется припев.
Zootopia Story
На реакторе уже есть разрозненные фреймы этого комикса и не все. Поэтому собрал все в один пост.
She couldn't believe he was alive...after all this time
"Nick..what have they done?"
"Nick..what have they done?"
Judy was exhilerated to see Nick well enough to get back into the field
Maybe that was why she never noticed...
Maybe that was why she never noticed...
We'll catch them...I promise.
It was suppose to be just another normal day...
how could this happen?
How?
how could this happen?
How?
Flesh torn
body changed
Reborn or Rearranged?
body changed
Reborn or Rearranged?
"Nick they're dead"
"Please stop"
"Nick"
"I'm sorry"
"Please stop"
"Nick"
"I'm sorry"
"The buzzing wont stop...where are you little bee?
Come to me, come to me
little honey bee~"
Come to me, come to me
little honey bee~"
"JUDY!!Judy listen!! I'll be alright!!
Don't worry about me!! Please!!
Judy!"
Wait for me.
No. You can't do this.
Stay away. Please.
Stay away. Please.
But Sir..why? Why would you do this?
Why would you risk it?"
"Hmph...even I can see this is wrong.
He doesn't deserve what's coming.
Even though it was for only a short while, Nick was still a cop... and a good one at that."
"Sir.."
"This is all I can do for you.
You only have one chance at this.
Don't stuff it up."
"I won't. I had the best teacher."
Why would you risk it?"
"Hmph...even I can see this is wrong.
He doesn't deserve what's coming.
Even though it was for only a short while, Nick was still a cop... and a good one at that."
"Sir.."
"This is all I can do for you.
You only have one chance at this.
Don't stuff it up."
"I won't. I had the best teacher."
"What's this? Little bunny stumbled into the lions den?"
"Cept we aren't as accommodating as them lions."
"Cept we aren't as accommodating as them lions."
Transfer Day.
It's here.
It's time.
It's here.
It's time.
You've come, haven't you?
You're here.
You're here.
What are you waiting for?
Hurry up and get out here
You dumb fox!
Hurry up and get out here
You dumb fox!
I only let you think that
It's time to stop playing nice
It's time to stop playing nice
If you know what's good for you...
you WILL stay down.
you WILL stay down.
He was always alive. He knew that.
But now, he felt it too.
But now, he felt it too.
Обри Ди Грей обвинен в сексуальном хищничестве
Действующие лица:
Ди Грей - пионер борьбы со старением, популяризатор, автор концепции факторов старения, автор книг, директор по науке в фонде SENS и бла-бла-бла. Короче, один из главных людей по части антистарения в мире.
Лора Деминг и Селин Халиуа. Тоже работают в этой области, запускают биостартапы, про обеих писал вот тут немного: http://joyreactor.cc/post/4805335
Обе по учебе и работе пересекались с Ди Греем и фондом SENS.
Несколько часов назад в твиттере дружно сказали, что Обри их домогался. И если у Деминг обвинения просто смехотворные: якобы он в электронном письме к ней упомянул свою бурную сексуальную жизнь и посетовал на невозможность общаться с ней на такие темы. То у Халиуа они посерьезнее. Она пишет, что Обри на приемах по сбору пожертвований прямо предлагал ей заниматься сексом с жертвователями, чтобы они давали ему побольше денег, а так же сам ее домогался. А еще, что она в ужасе съебала из докторантуры из-за домогательств другого руководителя SENS.
SENS ответили, что знают о ситуации уже некоторое время и независимое лицо уже проводит расследование, до конца которого они предлагают не делать выводов.
А SENS как раз недавно на очередном раунде сборов получили 27,5 миллионов пожертвований. И Халиуа пишет, что каждый доллар, задоначенный Ди Грею, сдерживает развитие, и что будет считать пидарасами и хуесосами всех, кто продолжит как-то поддерживать его.
Очень хочется увидеть в этом какой-нибудь заговор, попытку избавиться от сильных конкурентов. В любом случае, все это нехорошо для области в целом. Одним словом,
Заключительные 2 серии TTS сделанные Альфой перед запретом ГВ на анимации.
Papyrus & Sans song!
Это просто божественно, люди! Это просто невыносимо восхитительно! Очаровательно до костей! Я просто окостенела от наполнившего меня счастья!!!Вбрасываю текст песни, потому что в некоторых местах мне было не совсем понятно. И да... этот голос именно тот, что у меня в голове при встречах с Сансом. 10 из 10, чёрт побери, 10 из 10...
Sans: Hey bro.
Papyrus: What is it now, Sans?
Sans: There's a rock behind you.
Papyrus: Ah, I see.
Sans: Now look in front of it.
Papyrus: This had better not be another praaaaa...*Squeals*
Papyrus: *squealing* SANS IS THAT A HUMAN
Sans: Yup.
Papyrus: Oboy oboy oboyoboyoboyoboooooy! SONG TIIIIME! Sans, just like we rehearsed. I want it
to be IMPRESSED! AND! INTIMIDATED! AND! ANOTHER COOL WORD THAT STARTS WITH I!
Sans: OK.
Papyrus:
We're gonna capture a human, oh boy, I just can't wait!
We're gonna capture a human, oh this'll be so great
If we give it puzzles they'll surrender right away!
We're gonna capture a human today!
Sans:
We're gonna capture a human, and by we I mean you
But you can use my puzzles to help out if you want to
This should be a riot and give that kid a good run.
You're gonna capture a human, have fun.
Papyrus:
And once we've finally captured it, what treasures I will reap!
I'll have so many friends that I won't sleep
And on top of that, I know Undyne will finally see
I had it in meeeeeeee
To capture the humaaaaaaan!
Sans: That doesn't rhyme.
Papyrus: Shut up!
We're gonna capture the human, but it'll be a test
Your puzzles got cleared easily, but mine are all the best!
They'll be as confounded as the Jumbles confound me
We're gonna capture the human, yipee!
Sans:
I only wrote one verse of lyrics.
Papyrus:
SANS! UGH! Here, just use mine!
Sans:
We're gonna capture the human, and I'll be feelin' fine!
They'll by hypnotized by my amazing cookery
...sorry Paprus, this isn't me.
Papyrus: AUGH. FINE. JUST A LITTLE MORE, OK?
Sans: OK.
Papyrus:
It keeps on clearing puzzles left and right, ugh, this is bad...
And yet, there's something in it I admire...
Sans: Really? That's cool bro, I just hope you won't get mad
When it's thrown in the fire!
Papyrus: F-fire?
Sans: So they can harvest its soul!
Papyrus: Oh..yeah...
*sigh*
Papyrus:
I've gotta capture a human, I know it's for the best
But this one seems a whole lot cooler than all of the rest...
Let's just get this over with, with one decisive blow....
I've gotta capture you, human...
*BATTLE START SOUND*
...let's go.
Впервые попробовал что-то написать, скромно прошу оценить
My words
I'm staring into endless void
Of starlight and of hope devoid,
But when I try to break away,
The skies look like this pit, the same.
Upon its gates the trial's held,
And I'm behind defendant's stand.
I prosecute, I judge, object,
But I will not myself defend.
"Not guilty" verdict was my bane,
Like groundhog's day returned again,
And now, not to overextend,
I'll put this fallacy to end.
I'm tired of seeing myself again
Each passing day grows my disdain
But now I'm ready to repent
And discontinue my descent.
Hypocrisy, and lies, and more...
All, that I usually abhor,
Has rooted deeply in my soul,
And undermined my better goal.
I'm not religious, but believe
In greater cause, for which to live
But what I've done and what I thought
Betrayed this dream that I have sought.
The ancient sins of human kin
Have left their marks upon my skin
And I am tainted by mistakes.
No turning back, there's no retake.
It's easier to count those falls,
Of which became I thoughtless thrall,
Than seek rare virtue, being made
By these obese and spoiled hands.
When did it start? When have I let
Become myself a sorry pet
Of Gluttony? Each bite and swig
Have made me closer to a pig
Than human; how could one not
Contempt and execrate such bloat?
And when I've tried to find a way
To purify myself, to stray
From path, which obviously leads
To only furthering the needs
I've yet again been weak, like moth
Before the flame, - I longed for Sloth.
"Tomorrow", - was my best excuse.
Why was I trying to refuse
From doing anything required
If even was not really tired?
Sloth doesn't let me go away
From childhood to this very day.
The time have passed, and then just once
I've won the prize, and in long pounce
Not me, but Pride has took the place
Upon the pedestal's embrace
And even now, then I require
Sentence, it reads back, admires
And wants all others do the same,
And me to thirst for praise and fame.
Another one, who lurks inside,
Is Greed, and comes like raging tide
The urge to have, to bear, to wield...
It's nearly hopeless not to yield.
And when this wave has briefly passed,
You always know - it won't be last.
And next one is, of course, the Lust.
I'd kept it still inside, but must
Confess, that every passing day
It's growing harder to obey
The mind, and not the primal needs.
I've all my life preferred to heed
And now I know, that would be best
To not put others to the test.
Who could have wanted being loved
By man like me? So here I stand
Away from others: to protect
Them from me, and to recollect.
These memories are dust for them;
They worth much more than any gem
For me; a subtle touch,
a look, a whisper is like glass,
Like stone, unflinching; so bypass
It could only sight. So, that is left for me, is dream,
And I suppress this wordless scream
Each time I see another eyes,
And dancing beauty, which there lies.
Because it's like a whip, a blaze,
It's better to avert my gaze
And yet again return to bog,
Where I, quite overtly, belong.
But it won't help - in sleepless cold
These damning eyes, and words untold
Return again, like sparking stars,
Reminding of my prison's bars.
It doesn't help that I'm not blind
And all the hands, which intertwine
Remind me every once and then
That better not to leave my den.
But I cannot, for I'm addict
To some I know; so I restrict
Myself; yet Envy's foiled deck
Is full of trumps, so now my neck
Is in its hands; its hard to breathe,
But I don't have a place to leave.
The only sin I haven't yet
Discovered, is Wrath: his hunting net
I somehow managed to avoid.
And this, once more, makes me annoyed:
If only I have had this flame,
Then, maybe, I could harness, tame
Its power; but, alas, it's false
And I still can't approach my goals.
This trial goes forever on,
And every word hits like a stone,
But I cannot - and won't - object.
I've only verdict to expect.
Each witness testifies and leaves,
then prosecution takes up leads...
How do I want to leave this booth!
But I cannot run from the truth.
Well, prosecution has this one.
And I don't want to spoil the fun
For him... or better said, for us?
I like it too, this big demise,
I both have fear and feeling joy.
In hands of judgement I'm a toy,
But even if my end is nigh,
For me it's honor to comply.
At last, the sentence is now set
I close my eyes, and last regrets
Let go my mind, so weak and frail.
Impatience grows, my Holy Grail
Lays peacefully aside the judge.
The time has come to end this grudge.
I know for sure, what's in the blank,
But these last moments are like ankh -
Symbolic hope, marvelous sign...
But here, in this forgotten shrine
I am alone. So bring it in.
Let's put an end to all my sins.
And be it venom, noose or blade
I'll gladly face my end of fate.
Of starlight and of hope devoid,
But when I try to break away,
The skies look like this pit, the same.
Upon its gates the trial's held,
And I'm behind defendant's stand.
I prosecute, I judge, object,
But I will not myself defend.
"Not guilty" verdict was my bane,
Like groundhog's day returned again,
And now, not to overextend,
I'll put this fallacy to end.
I'm tired of seeing myself again
Each passing day grows my disdain
But now I'm ready to repent
And discontinue my descent.
Hypocrisy, and lies, and more...
All, that I usually abhor,
Has rooted deeply in my soul,
And undermined my better goal.
I'm not religious, but believe
In greater cause, for which to live
But what I've done and what I thought
Betrayed this dream that I have sought.
The ancient sins of human kin
Have left their marks upon my skin
And I am tainted by mistakes.
No turning back, there's no retake.
It's easier to count those falls,
Of which became I thoughtless thrall,
Than seek rare virtue, being made
By these obese and spoiled hands.
When did it start? When have I let
Become myself a sorry pet
Of Gluttony? Each bite and swig
Have made me closer to a pig
Than human; how could one not
Contempt and execrate such bloat?
And when I've tried to find a way
To purify myself, to stray
From path, which obviously leads
To only furthering the needs
I've yet again been weak, like moth
Before the flame, - I longed for Sloth.
"Tomorrow", - was my best excuse.
Why was I trying to refuse
From doing anything required
If even was not really tired?
Sloth doesn't let me go away
From childhood to this very day.
The time have passed, and then just once
I've won the prize, and in long pounce
Not me, but Pride has took the place
Upon the pedestal's embrace
And even now, then I require
Sentence, it reads back, admires
And wants all others do the same,
And me to thirst for praise and fame.
Another one, who lurks inside,
Is Greed, and comes like raging tide
The urge to have, to bear, to wield...
It's nearly hopeless not to yield.
And when this wave has briefly passed,
You always know - it won't be last.
And next one is, of course, the Lust.
I'd kept it still inside, but must
Confess, that every passing day
It's growing harder to obey
The mind, and not the primal needs.
I've all my life preferred to heed
And now I know, that would be best
To not put others to the test.
Who could have wanted being loved
By man like me? So here I stand
Away from others: to protect
Them from me, and to recollect.
These memories are dust for them;
They worth much more than any gem
For me; a subtle touch,
a look, a whisper is like glass,
Like stone, unflinching; so bypass
It could only sight. So, that is left for me, is dream,
And I suppress this wordless scream
Each time I see another eyes,
And dancing beauty, which there lies.
Because it's like a whip, a blaze,
It's better to avert my gaze
And yet again return to bog,
Where I, quite overtly, belong.
But it won't help - in sleepless cold
These damning eyes, and words untold
Return again, like sparking stars,
Reminding of my prison's bars.
It doesn't help that I'm not blind
And all the hands, which intertwine
Remind me every once and then
That better not to leave my den.
But I cannot, for I'm addict
To some I know; so I restrict
Myself; yet Envy's foiled deck
Is full of trumps, so now my neck
Is in its hands; its hard to breathe,
But I don't have a place to leave.
The only sin I haven't yet
Discovered, is Wrath: his hunting net
I somehow managed to avoid.
And this, once more, makes me annoyed:
If only I have had this flame,
Then, maybe, I could harness, tame
Its power; but, alas, it's false
And I still can't approach my goals.
This trial goes forever on,
And every word hits like a stone,
But I cannot - and won't - object.
I've only verdict to expect.
Each witness testifies and leaves,
then prosecution takes up leads...
How do I want to leave this booth!
But I cannot run from the truth.
Well, prosecution has this one.
And I don't want to spoil the fun
For him... or better said, for us?
I like it too, this big demise,
I both have fear and feeling joy.
In hands of judgement I'm a toy,
But even if my end is nigh,
For me it's honor to comply.
At last, the sentence is now set
I close my eyes, and last regrets
Let go my mind, so weak and frail.
Impatience grows, my Holy Grail
Lays peacefully aside the judge.
The time has come to end this grudge.
I know for sure, what's in the blank,
But these last moments are like ankh -
Symbolic hope, marvelous sign...
But here, in this forgotten shrine
I am alone. So bring it in.
Let's put an end to all my sins.
And be it venom, noose or blade
I'll gladly face my end of fate.
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