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Oh fuck, fuck that feels so good Johnny. Open up my dirty shithole. Damn, your big dick feels so fucking good raping my shitter. Shit, tear my funky ass up!" Frankie's big brown eyes rolled back in his head as he slowly slid down the 7 inch uncut cock that had every intention of taking him up on his word. He wanted his cherry pounded and Johnny was more than willing to fulfill his primal needs as well as his shit packed rectal cavity. Inch by painful inch Frankie's cock starving manhole opened wider to greet the penile invader knocking hard at his back door. Johnny was lucky enough to not only be left with an unmutilated male member but also blessed with a wicked curve that made hitting any man's prostate a sure thing. At 17 years of age he'd become a master of busting his nut up inside of Frankie's supple pink hairy butthole. The two young men had become more than accustomed to raw butt fucking each other's sphincters and this day was just one of many that they attempted to perfect their homosexual craft. "Damn right I'm going to tear your shitty ass up! I love fucking your boy pussy. You don't even have to worry, I own your butthole. Take this fat dick, ride my cock like the little whore you are. Beg for my big dick! Tell me how much you love the feeling of my cock ramming in and out of your wet sloppy hole. Talk to me baby. Let me know how this fuck I'm throwing you feels." Johnny finally was balls deep within that asshole and was just as delirious as Frankie. Both of them moaning and groaning as Frankie sat down as far as he could on the dong that was giving him so much anal pleasure. The immense size of Johnny's thick dick displaced an equal amount of butt sludge inside of Frankie's turd tunnel as a slurry of shit escaped from his ditch and caked their private parts in runny smelly excrement. "I want your slimy cock so bad man. Damn, it feels so good inside my butt; it makes me want to let loose my nut along with my watery shit. I'm gonna bust my nut as you fuck the shit from my loose hole. Fuck, can you smell my ass on your dick and balls. God, I'm taking a smelly dump on your cock. Take a whiff Johnny, smell my stink with me! Damn I stink!" Frankie bucked back and forth, impaling himself on Johnny's pulsing shaft, farting out the contents of his rectum in the process. A slightly metallic aroma mixed with the heady musky scent of teen shit as it squished onto Johnny's pubes filled the air as the young men fucked wildly. Frankie's bottomless fuck trench greedly swallowed as much hard dick as Johnny was willing to give him. "Of course I can smell your reeking butthole. You stink so fucking good. The scent of your ass makes me so fucking horny for your hole dude. I love the smell and taste of your boy butt, I could never get enough of your stink." Johnny began to piston fuck Frankie's wide open ditch as more and more of his sweet teen unwashed hole aroma rose in the air. The sludge from his fucked ditch splattered across his lap as their homosexual coupling became almost violent with aggression and passion. " Fuck, you are fucking the living shit out of my stinking butthole, but don't make me cum yet. I love the feeling your big dick is giving my hole but I'm not ready to cum yet. Fuck, please don't stop fucking my butthole Johnny, just keep me on the edge...please, I'm begging you dude." Frankie was facing away from Johnny as he panted and breathed heavily at each upward thrust of Johnny's throbbing member. He continued to beg and plead like a little bitch in heat for his release to come later, rather than sooner, knowing the pleasures of edging with a stiff dick up his ass all too well. No matter how many times he was on the receiving end of that amazing cock, he felt like it was the first time. The dry entry was always painful but after about 10 min of pounding his prostate, it would subside into a dull roar just before the tingle of pleasure replaced discomfort until finally elation and tantric joy engulfed his rectal cavity. After each fucking, Frankie's freshly fucked rectum would spit out Johnny's fresh jizz load, contract and shrink back to almost a virgin standing; ensuring another painful entry the next time he decided to ride Johnny's dick. Most days, this happened within a matter of less than 30 min. Constant fucking of hairy holes is one of the few things teen boys and rabbits have in common. Johnny was a young master at throwing a good hard fuck up a willing asshole and this time was no exception. Under him, Frankie, a total whore for cock, could feel Johnny's large cum filled balls as they bounced against his full round brown butt. Every now and again, he would lean back to feel Johnny's strong hairy chest as it rubbed against his back. This was one of their favorite positions. It allowed both 17 year olds the ability to rock back and forth, allowing Johnny maximum access to Frankie's puffy farting anus. Frankie loved being able to take every single inch of Johnny's cock as it moved toward his second butt ring. It also was the best way for Johnny to tug and play with Frankie's pumped eraser sized nipples. The more he tugged and fucked butt the more stringy pre cum oozed from Frankie's 7 inch uncut cock onto his full ball sac and thighs. The young men were passengers in a fast moving semi truck as it moved at 65mph up the route 95 expressway. The driver had just entered into the state of South Carolina, on their way to New York City from Miami. Totally naked and continuously horny, they had been raw butt fucking each other's tight young hairy assholes for the last 4 hours without ejaculation. Gallons of pre cum and sweat were produced from their butt fucking, edging on cock stroking. The only thing that was missing was urine, but they were both piss pigs so it wouldn't be long before one, or both, let loose with a massive load of salty brine. About an hour ago of raging mansex, Johnny decided to insert a brand new, jet black fat 9 inch dildo into his own hungry asshole. After he'd penetrated Frankie's bare hole and fucked him bareback for a few hours, in different positions, Johnny decided to take a ride on the rubber dong. He was effectively butt plugged while fucking stinky butthole and loving every inch of the fake dick as it ravaged his ditch. He pumped his own fat cock in and out of Frankie's begging rectum with the sight and smell of teen shit greeting each and every thrust. Neither young man was keen on showering and the summer heat just intensified the funk both were giving off as they fucked and bucked around in their seat. The stench of smegma, ripe underarms and skanky unwashed teen asshole filled the small truck cab as the only thing on their minds was giving each other physical pleasure. Up and down Frankie bounced on Johnny's lap and thick tree trunk like hairy mocha legs charged with supporting both of their frames through the almost violent pounding of his rectum. The feeling of satisfaction inside of his cavity was so intense that tears of joy rolled down his face and pre cum down his shaft. As much as Johnny loved fucking Frankie's firm petite crack, and he did love tearing up that young sphincter until it was wide open enough for his fist to get in, he also loved getting ass fucked. He kept his butthole just as ripe and succulent, his prostate just as sensitive as Frankie's and he could cum hands free from a good ass pounding, so he never felt the need to deprive himself of the joys of anal sex. The new dildo was a gift for the two of them and its purpose was to keep their shitholes open and ready for the gift giver's enormous dick. It was almost an exact replica of the giver's juicy donkey dong and that was the main reason Johnny was riding it like a pro. For the last month and a half, both teens had gotten lots of practice riding the gift giver's massive dick and developed a tasted for its smell, cum and piss too! The forged dick was just about as thick around as it was long. It was an almost exact replica of the gift giver's cock, the only major difference being that unlike the man that was kind enough to give it to the two young men, it did not have a foreskin. Those 3 inches of natural male protection was one of the things all three loved about their dicks and the others' too, well that and the heady smells which originated inside of it from left over piss, pre cum and jizz. Johnny most of all, was addicted to head cheese, either his own or anyone else's. Even with this one flaw, he was very pleased with his new toy and rode it just as hard as Frankie was riding his cock. Getting fucked while fucking is a rare treat that every man should experience as much as possible. As much as he hated the idea of dropping his creamy ball nut, Frankie couldn't help but begin to jack his monster cock inside of the palm of his right hand to the rhythms originating inside of his butthole. Louder and louder he moaned as he rode Johnny's cock bareback, milking his fucker's balls with the contractions of his sphincter. He knew that it wouldn't be long before Johnny shot his thick wad of nut butter inside of his ravenous deep hole, and he wanted to drink in every drop of his sperm as it splashed his fuckhole. Frankie loved the feeling of hot semen as each volley of cream washed his insides with teen penile juices. Up and down his shaft Frankie's hand jerked as his left hand located his low swinging young nut sac. They were dangling between his legs and against Johnny's own swollen gonads, alternating between hitting Johnny's thighs and the worn black interior leather of the truck's seats. He enjoyed the cool feeling of the leather against his swollen nuts and the pain which led to pleasure when they smacked brutally against the solid material. A few times he cried out in pain as the shock and surprise of banging his boys against such a hard seat caught him off guard. A few times the agony was so much that he almost shot cum from his purple head, hands free. Just then he was hypnotized watching the tight mocha skin of his member as it slid up and down his shaft at almost the same rate as Johnny's prick entered and left his tender hole. Up and down, up and down his foreskin massaged his shiny knob and veiny pole. Frankie was pasted the point of edging, he wanted to blow his wad. He needed to cum. Gooey pre cum covered Frankie's entire cock, from piss slit to balls, leaving a trail of dick slime and the distinct aroma of teen nuts. The sweet perfume of youth was just as strong around the duo as the stench of male stink leaked from the two sets of ripe asshole, musky balls, sweaty armpits and stinky feet. The greatest offending body part at the time was Frankie's dick hood. Each time the thick dark colored prepuce retreated from his bulbous purple cock head, it released the tang of dirty unwashed dick. Thick creamy white chunks of cheese covered his slick glands and bathed anyone within smelling distance in the salty, slightly fishy, bouquet of natural man. Frankie dipped two of his fingers inside of the bacteria sludge and rubbed the slimy smegma under both of his flaring nostrils. For the next hour, the only thing the young man could smell was the uniqueness of his own dick skin. "Fuck pa, I gotta nut in this hot butt, fuck! You gotta listen to me Frankie, I'm gonna cum, dude I am so going to lose my spooge inside of your rank shitter and then eat that nasty scum back out. Open up that ass for me baby, let me feel all of your butthole around my dick. I'm so hungry for your shitty hole that my cock is eating you out as you fuck yourself on my dick. Damn, you must really want this nut; you want my load to paint your insides? Talk to me baby; tell me how much you want my creamy dick juice!" Johnny's cock was getting closer and closer to throwing up inside of Frankie's greedy butt. His dick was going to vomit teen spooge deep inside Frankie's screaming hole. "Yea Johnny, fuck my nasty shithole. Give me that big dick; I'm ready to spew too. I want your nut so badly I can taste it in the back of my throat. Shit, you rape my hole so good man. Damn, I can't wait to feel your cum ooze inside of my body." Frankie did everything he could to swallow Johnny's dick down to his tail bone. He was a slut for that dick and began to rock back and forth on the thick impaler. The feeling in his ass was so massive that he had to brace his back against Johnny's chest as he spread and raised his legs and placed them against the dashboard. Totally and safely secured by a plunging dick, Frankie had a death grip on his own cock like a fiend as his butthole milked Johnny's ass raping member. Soon both would be releasing sperm from their pent up balls. Johnny returned to pulling on Frankie's nipples as he finally released his seed in the fat ass he was lucky enough to be fucking. "I'm cumming man! Fuck...I am cumming, shit I'm unloading up this tight hole dude. Damn, take this nut. Drink my ball juice with your hot hole. Suck that dick with your rectum. Open up your ass lips and slurp that load out Frankie." Johnny let loose volley after volley of semen inside of his intestines as he punished Frankie's nipples. As cum erupted from his balls the contractions from his prostate forced his hairy butthole to tighten around the huge rubber dildo fucking him, as he fucked Frankie. Pure shivers of joy ran up his spine with each blast, provided largely by the wonderful feeling of being butt banged by a massive cock. With each intense release he pulled harder on his nickel sized nipples, knowing that they were the gateway to Frankie's spitting dick. So much pre cum was covering his cock that for a moment Johnny thought that his fuck partner had already cum. Luckily he hadn't because Johnny was surely going to want another round of butt sex and piss very soon. That event was still yet to come. "Oh, shit, fuck yeah, I love the feeling of your cock spitting-up inside my smelly hole. Damn, this shit is making me want to cum. Damn, I want to bust this nut too Johnny. Help get me off, rape my asshole, tug on my tits and yank my balls off dude. Fucking ravage me." Frankie looked like a god damned bating junky as he gripped his massive cock and road Johnny's spewing cock till his butt rubbed against his shit coated pubes. Faster and faster his hand almost disappeared as he wanked himself to orgasm. Frankie was moaning and groaning so loud that it was echoing off the walls of the truck. He leaned forward onto the dashboard to give Johnny total access to hit his most special and private parts. His G spot was being pummeled by the cock invader with such intensity and purpose that Frankie feared for the long term health of his abused teen boy pussy. His wide open legs began to fart out noxious fumes with each exit of Johnny's throbbing member as a sign of the lack of control Frankie had over his butthole. He was totally owned by Johnny, just the way he thought he should be. Within an instant, a flash of white cream erupted from his open piss slit and covered the truck window with his creamy spooge. The contractions produced by ejaculation in both of their assholes was just what they needed to end the afternoon. The stinky tang of shit and cum soiled teen boy was heavy in the air, after hours of dirty homo sex. The truck quickly began to reek of abused asshole as Frankie slowly raised himself off of Johnnie's still hard cock. Even after edging for so long, the hunky teen had a dick that was just as erect and ready to pound out another sticky load of spooge as when they began fucking around 4 hours earlier. Frankie looked down to see the tip of Johnnie's dick caked with brown smelly shit from the nether regions of his very sore butthole. Johnny had plunged so deep within his shit pocket that excrement coating his male member was a certainty, especially when you consider that neither young man thought that cleaning out his rectum was a logical choice of action before taking a monster sized cock up their poop chute. The musty smell of shit was hard to ignore as it was accompanied by thick strings of cum that exited Frankie's winking brown eye. Johnny couldn't help but be drawn back into the beautiful sight of the hole that he just fucked, as it spit back his load of cock cream. He took a long look at the thick grey sludge as Frankie farted it back out in his direction. His mouth watering, Johnny opened wide and dove into Frankie's gape and began to felch out his spent load as he bucked up and down some more on the dildo lodged inside his rectum. From the driver's seat, the giver of the dildo gift, watched in awe at the sexual exploits of the teen boys to his right. Over the length of the summer he has watched them fuck and suck each other's smelly buttholes with wild abandon and a level of freedom from embarrassment or shame that made his pride and thick cock swell. At that moment, he couldn't wait until they reached the next rest stop so that he could join in and take a turn fucking the shit out of both of his twin sons' putrid assholes.

That's it, tell us about your brothers.. Sheesh, do you think this guy has a girlfriend, I think not. I'll bet he has no friends either. Or a job. Or dress sense. Or a life

The first one is without doubt the most original and truly scariest thing ive ever seen ps the reason Cameron changed the head design was because the domes kept breaking

Defo the original, but I do have a soft spot for the dog/bull alien from Alien 3

Actually I am getting so bored by this website ... it has literally drained out my enthusiasm for the movie Prometheus. I was so excited but now after reading all this junk by so called know it alls, I have lost interest.

awwe don't be a party pooper bloodyacid. With no new news, no new trailers we are for a loss on things to discuss. So we go back and analize what we do have, and probably go a bit too far with it. But it is all in fun! "I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life's realities." ~Theodore Geisel "Nothing encourages creativity like the chance to fall flat on one's face." ~James D. Finley "Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the thinks you can think up if only you try!" ~Dr. Seuss, Oh, the Thinks You Can Think!

Alien Resurrection sucks ass, BIG TIME!! But yet again I am one of the very few who enjoyed Alien 3, much more than Alien's!

Let's not forget the smiling while swimming like a fish Xenos...ugh

I did not understand this movie at all! To me it seems like they just ran out of things to do with tje franchise. The swimming scene sucked, and the "psycho alien baby" was so budget I just thought "really? That's what's hot everyone suicidal?" what happened to the good movies?

dumbass hollywood producers...making alien hip

Dad and I shared a birthday It was his 34th and my 18th this year. Being just 16 years apart made us more like brothers then Father and Son really, and I loved that closeness. My dad is a head turner Adonis, a Tall Blonde powerfully built man who resembles Brad Pitt and I am proud to say I am dad's spitting image. As close as we were, there was one major secret kept between us, Oddly enough it was exactly what Dad did to earn our living? Every day he'd leave the house for work as I left for school, him in one of his many $3,000.00 hand made suits. Get into his custom made 15 foot RV that was his office and exotic lounge all rolled into one. His faithful driver would show up park his own car and drive dad off to whatever was his job. Early and many times over the years dad had been frank with me, I was never to ask exactly what he did for a living, That what he did was totally legal and I'd learn when I was older just what it was. We called this " OUR AGREEMENT " Early in life I was amused by our neighbors and my friends who would defer to my dad and try to pry from me what it was he did do. I knew the deference was due to them thinking my dad some sort of Crime boss that it was wise not to upset him at any cost. Really I kind of liked the idea and enjoyed the benefits of their deference to me as well. Now by 2 weeks before my big 18th birthday I was also convinced dad was a crime boss, There was just no other explanation to all the money and the suits our housekeeper and cook, the drivers, expensive vacations and three local restaurants dad owned in town but seldom visited or tended to himself. Why the custom made RV and not a car? This was not the only secret I had in my young life then. There was my relationship with Jimmy Gears our next door neighbor who's dad was a single Parent like mine and also well off as head of surgery at the local hospital. Jimmy and I would spend many a sleep over as we grew up only difference from other kids sleep overs is that when we planned or asked for a sleep over it turned out Our dads agreed always, but it always turned out to be a foursome sleep over, Our two dads made a night of it as well sleeping over in the master bed room not far from our rooms. Jimmy and I took it as an over protective single parent thing and paid little mind. You guessed it Jimmy and I as many a young boys do, progressed from a showing each other ours, to jerking each other off and even to sucking and gloriously into fucking the hell out of each others holes. I grew to love Jimmy and he me as only two boys into this sort of thing could and do. Jimmy and I could be open and frank with each other as only two male lovers can and so Jimmy reinforced the in me the neighborhood conception of my dad as a Crime boss. Jimmy worked himself up to a lather in fear that if ever our love became known to my dad he'd have Jimmy snuffed, wiped out, taken care of, sent to swim with the fishes as they say. One night alone in Jimmy's bed I was as always trying to make light of his fears. " Jimmy do you think if my dad was really a Crime boss he'd be sleeping right now down the hall in a bed with your own dad? Crime boss's just don't clime into bed with other men." I had said that without thinking and only as a means to ease Jimmy's mind but hearing my own words suddenly enlightened my own mind. The truth of my own statement opened my eyes to a possibility, We were in a large mansion that had four bedrooms and here was our dads sleeping together in one bed? Every other weekend it was the four of us sleeping in our home or at Jimmy's and the same arrangement always. We'd take summer and winter vacations to Paris, London, and it was always two a joining hotel rooms one for the Dads one for us boys. Jimmy propped up on one elbow naked after I had creamed his hole with my teen cum was shocked at the thought. " Holy Shit Brad, Our dad's are as into each other as you and I are" The rest of that night we were up and talking about only that possibility, Our dads were queer for each other as we were. We bought up all the signs we had been missing to prove our case. Jimmy remembered then that not long ago he noticed his dad had kissed us good night wearing blue jockey shorts and my dad had on white jockey shorts, In the morning he distinctly noticed that the briefs were reversed on them. I recalled once finding two used rubbers that didn't flush down the toilet after one of our sleep overs, Jimmy and I never used rubbers on each other. How could we have been so blind? Was it that we were so involved in our own sexual escapades we didn't see their's happening? Jimmy bought it up first by asking " If this is true Brad, would you be open to having sex with my dad and would I be open to having sex with your dad? I lay there and at his words was picturing his dad naked. The man was a dream Hunk, Like my dad Blonde and the perfectly formed male body. I had the excitement of one time or another having seen both Men's cocks and they were both thickly and hung long and uncut. I answered Jimmy's question slowly and deliberately more then a little afraid my answer could piss Jimmy off. " Jimmy to be honest it would be weird as hell at first but Yes I'd have our kind of sex with both Men." A plan was hatched, Each man had a private office in the basement of each home, My dad's was locked up tighter then a bank vault but Jimmy's dad's office was never locked. We'd join forces during the school week and investigate that office for clue's. There was an hour each school day when we were mostly alone except for our respective housekeepers up stairs. in both home the house gym a joined the offices. We found three film tapes the first marked " First rehearsal. "Jim and Brad" We took the tape up to Jimmy's room excited to have found this treasure. I wasn't really prepared for all the information it did in fact reveal to us to shocked boys. First was my dad big Brad talking to a group of men maybe four of them. It seemed to be in a studio, there was a large bed with drinks on a table next to it. Dad was saying to the group. " OK men for this test no matter what I want complete silence during the filming and I want to run trough the whole sequence start to finish, we have a new man here on the set and this is to be our personal tape so no real need to be all that professional." Then shockingly out comes or into camera range comes Big Jim dressed like my own dad is shorts, T-Shirt and white socks, Wordlessly the two dad's embrace and are all over each other humping cocks and tonguing each other like gay lovers. My dad surprisingly goes down and actually kissed Big Jim's socked foot and then slowly peels off Big Jim's white socks and is holding up his muscular foot and licking and kissing that manly bare foot all while Big Jim is all smiles and bending to kiss my dad's head as the foreplay goes on. Dad reaches up and in a flash not missed by the camera pulls down Big Jim's shorts and the largest hard cock I've ever seen pops free and my dad is now all over that monster bare long 9 inch cock. One camera catches him sucking and devouring that monster cock while one camera shows his hand finger fucking into Jim's hole as he sucks. Then two fingers and then, Lord almighty Big Jim is pushing back on three of dad's fingers and loving it all. Suddenly both dad's are on the large bed and naked as all hell and 69ing each other and the three cameras are catching all the wonderful sucking. Jimmy and I then estimate that my dad's cock is at least an inch longer at maybe 10 inches. My dad asks suddenly in all kinds of sexual heat. " You want to be the bitch? Big Jim rolls off my dads cock and at once is on his back legs up in the air in submission to my dad. There is some confusion with the cameras I suppose ad they move to get into place and then We witness the head of my dad's cock up against Big Jim's hole and then inserting into the spreading hole as big Jim calls out for more of my dad's cock. We watch shocked as all 10 inches of that thick ass big uncut bare cock move slowly into big Jim's welcoming hole. It was there the film ended with a chalk board being held up before the camera saying " PART ON OF THREE" As Jimmy was reversing the film in the machine his housekeeper calls up the stairs. " Its almost time Boys for dinner" We rushed down to the office and return the tape as we found it. All four of us were to eat at Jimmy's that night and then after go out together to a movie. I was hard the whole meal looking at those two dads and later that night Jimmy fucked me royal and I creamed in his ass a master load of my cum. Next day a Saturday I was called on the phone by Jimmy. " We have a problem Brad," I joked back " Yea I know, How are we going to get our two dad's in bed with us for a hot foursome? Jimmy was not amused and in a sad voice said. My Dad knows, Seems we didn't put the film we saw back in the right order and he checked the office security cameras and saw it was us taking it. He wants you to say nothing to Your dad and come over as soon as you can to talk to the two of us." I suppose I should have been afraid or at least worried but instead I was excited and I responded to Jimmy " This is great Jimmy, now the fucking cat is out of the bag, Out of the fucking bag forever. Relax, Your already 18 as of last week and I'll be 18 in less the two days, its let the fun times begin my boy, Hey I'll be over in a flash Jimmy." As I rushed at full pace over to Jimmy's picturing his dad taking my dad's cock the thought ran through my mind. " So what the hell does my dad do for his living? Does he run a porno film company? Is he really a crime boss who happens to have muscled into a Porno film business? His he rich enough to have hired a Porno studio? I decided I just would have to wait but took great satisfaction in knowing my handsome Blonde dad was hung unmercifully large and was into fucking men like I would be in just two days. I was thinking life was grand as I open the door and let myself into Jimmy's house we never knocked on each others doors, we were like family to each other. Soon I prayed to become four ass hole buddies. I fully expected Big Jim to at least at first be playing the aggrieved and violated dad. Demanding we at the very lease two apologies for having violated his personal space as we had done. I heard them in the basement lounge and walked down. There they were seated at the bar each with a tall glass of beer in front of them, Each bare chested and sweaty as all hell and provocatively wearing only white briefs that were showing hot out lines of their cocks. Upon my entering Jimmy popped up and scooted behind the bar and was pouring me a beer. I couldn't believe my eyes, this wasn't like them to be like this it could have only meant that they had just had sex, I knew the look and smile on Jimmy's face, I wanted in.

uh, dont remember that bit in the movie........ will someone please remove this oxygen thief-pea brain !!

I think going into it's pre-production, everyone had the right idea. A good script with a similar premise to Aliens: survive/get the fuck away from the aliens asap with the whole resurrection/hybrid-genetics twisted into the story and Ripley as a reluctant hero. Initially they tried to get Danny Boyle who would've delivered the goods. The problem was in miscasting Jean Pierre Jeunet for his visionary works and misreading what tone he would bring to the story. At the time, he had done incredible stuff with Delicatessen and City of Lost Children but the tone and character of those films does not translate into our expectations. Resurrection looks great as a film, but it's too much of a comic book in its portrayal and fantastical of a world to believe and feel any true horror. Jeunet doesn't make horrors or even thrillers, for that matter. He creates nightmarish worlds where humanity prevails in ironic, humorous, and romantic fashion. The Alien Franchise is rooted in realism, futureshock, and plays upon innate fears of -- interspecies (and genetic) rape, being preyed upon, and being alone in the dark.

Take The Pain, Can't you think of anything different? Other than posting about your family all the time?

Wow. Seriously wow. I got a few paragraphs in until I realized what he had posted. Ushbuck/Buckethead... just trolling again. BTW, you are right... I forgot all about the swimming scene. I HATE CGI though... Damn smiling Aliens!

break the disc.....what was not ghetto about that film

I usually prefer to keep to myself and avoid confrontations. I recently took a few weeks off from my job as a programmer, telling human resources that I'm suffering from work related anxiety, getting a note from my psychiatrist to back up my claim. Of course , being timid and non-confrontational, I didn't tell her exactly why my psychiatrist had order me two weeks off to rest, but seeing as how I've not taken a day off since my high school graduation ceremony, they were eager to let me so as to avoid any liability if I had a nervous breakdown at work or something. In hind- sight, I guess I actually enjoyed being miserable most of the time and part of me not telling her was to wallow in my self-pity. This all could have been avoided had I come clean with her in the first place. To be clear, it wasn't anything weird. I had an issue with workplace bullying. The guys doing the bullying weren't bad guys either; they're just the typical office frat boy that kind of never grew out of their college days. What was happened was since I first started working for the company I became the target of weekly office pranks. I wasn't the only one, but I was hit more frequently. Typical stuff, like whoopee cushions, snakes in a can of nuts, cubicle draws filled with packing peanuts. I never complained, so I guess they assumed I thought it was funny, and afterwards they'd have a laugh with me, I'd put on a fake smile and go about my business. I started working for this company when I was seventeen to support myself through high school and college, not intending to stay, but the job market for English majors who minored in C++ is stagnant, especially if you have anxiety problems standing in front of an unruly classroom full of children. I'm twenty-two now, so for five years their pranks have worn on me like an old sock. It wasn't just their pranks too; I've had other things on my mind. I've been sexually confused for a major part of my life, but also the stress of supporting myself, no vacations, and the stress of work. It all came to a head when I had a panic attack one day while waiting for some code to compile. Nobody bothered that day me so I pretty much stayed it out in my cubicle. My Psychologist ordered me to take a vacation. So for two weeks I spent a lot of time painting little pewter figurines for Dungeons and Dragons and a lot of drinking. Not drinking, like drown my sorrows, alcoholic drinking, I had collected a lot of spirits I meant to try out some time. I also spent a great deal of time pouring over women's lingerie catalogs and online clothing stores. Up until this time, except for DnD nights, I didn't have much free time, even to indulge in some of my desires. Surviving was more important than my wished to be a woman. After two weeks, I came back to work to find my entire cubicle covered in aluminum foil. Everything was covered. Pencils, pens, computer, monitor, keyboard, desk, my personal effects... My anxiety was at an all-time high, I was sure I was going into a panic attack. Of course nobody really understood and these things happened to anyone else when they went on vacation, despite my note to HR and the email I sent out asking for these kinds of pranks to not happen to me. I just broke down after my manger told me that I was going to clean it up and get to work within the hour or else I'd be speaking with HR about not doing my work and taking a personal leave. I took some pictures, documented some complaints to HR and left for the day. The first thing I did when I got home was cry in the shower for a good five hours. I kind of emerged from the bath room after realizing I was freezing. After calming down, I checked my phone for messages to find out that I had been fired. I called my psychologist who called an attorney who called my work who called me saying I had not been fired, and I was "free to come back to work tomorrow and would receive a written letter of apology." It might seem extreme to you, but I didn't go back for a week, and when I did I was only there to hand in my letter of resignation. My cubicle was still covered in foil. I sued them for creating a hostile work environment and settled for an undisclosed amount of cash. The Frat Boys and the Manager were fired. For the next month or so I was in a daze. This time for real I found myself drinking heavily just to get drunk. Sometime in June I ran out of booze and found myself sober. I found myself looking at the lingerie magazines again. I suddenly was well off to do whatever I liked. I ordered some women's pajamas and panties, some sex toys and makeup. While waiting for my packages to arrive, I looked around at my condo. Half of it reflected the desires that I struggled for years with. The other half was typical male apartment garage. Silk flowers sitting in a crystal vase that belonged to my mother on top on a coffee table made up of orang crates and a chunk of plywood. That theme pretty much played out throughout the entire condo. I went to the hardware store and Ikea and came home with pink paint and pink furniture. Without even thinking, I decided to start indulging myself. At first it was just my bedroom antics. With my new pink walls, my new pink bed, my pink shelves and my pink throw rungs, I masturbated my ass with a pink vibrating dildo in my pretty pink pajamas with red hearts and pink panties with a little rosebud on the front. I wasn't a big man. I'm only just barely five and an half feet tall. A lot of my problems probably stemmed from my timid little frail body. But being so small did have i ts advantages I found out. Being young and small, transforming myself into a woman would be all the easier. I confessed to my psychologist and begged him to put me on hormones. It took me almost half a year to get him to write the prescription, but by now I had taken the change in full force. Every day I would spend my days at home, reading raunchy romance novels, dressing up in women's clothing and practicing my makeup. Eventually with my now long black and curly hair and my skill with the applicator, I could pass of a very pretty cross dresser. My first night on the town ended brilliantly. I booked a ticket for San Francisco and would have my coming out on Castro. I checked in as a man, when I walked back out of that Hilton, I was a drag queen. I wore a sexy black cocktail dress, high heels, and a new pair of breast forms. My hair was still unstylish, but I went to a salon and had my first perm and manicure. I found myself in a gay club. There were, as you might imagine lots of neon rainbows, men making out with men, women dancing with women and the cheap club scene pop music that plays at every club. I was still nervous and found myself to be a really talented wallflower. I just watched for a few hours until I was asked to dance by a most handsome stud. His hair was bleached, his skin was tanned, his abs were ripped and his skin was soft like velvet. The scent of old spice lingered off his chest and I was taken back and the Adonis standing in front of me. "I'm a man." I kind of mumbled out, tripping over my tongue, afraid he thought I was a woman. "No shit." he replied tome as he led me to the dance floor. Saying he asked me to dance, is a bit of an overstatement. He just yanked my arm and said something inaudible over the bass track booming throughout the venue. I'd been drinking a few foo foo drinks by then and a little uninhibited. ME, being the shut-in had no idea what to do. At first it was me, looking dumbfounded while the stud muffin just humped me. Some women and another drag queen helped me get the danc e down eventually and in no time I was bumping an grinding with some really, hot men. I only spent a few hours there before coming home with another man. I don't remember his name, but I do remember his body quite well. He wasn't ripped like my stud from earlier, but he had the sort of homely look and personality that you see in a gay man, who guess is the woman in the relationship. About ten years older, slightly balding and wore glasses. But he was fit and he had a really incredible cock. The dildo U had at home was only about an inch in girth, but his was clearly twice that as he slid his fat ckock into my ass and taking my virginity. He pounded me for a while before cuming inside me, apologizing for getting carried away. And as for my reach around, I didn't last nearly as long as he did. Within a minute I was blowing my load all over his back. It felt incredible. Compared to the pussy in a can, his ass was tight, it wrapped around my cock, squeezing with every thrust. A few more times, we took turns before calling it a night. He left me with a long and passionate kiss and walked out of my room. For the next hour I was bleeding out my ass, but after a few shots of whiskey I passed out on the bed and awake the next morning. Everything I had done the night before finally donned on me. Hung over, I cried for a bit, before coming to terms with what I did. I don't regret it at all. I was the time of my life and I did it again the next evening. This time with a fellow tranny like me. For the next hour I was bleeding out my ass, but after a few shots of whiskey I passed out on the bed and awake the next morning. Everything I had done the night before finally donned on me. Hung over, I cried for a bit, before coming to terms with what I did. I don't regret it at all. It was the time of my life and I did it again the next evening. This time, with a fellow tranny like me. Her cock wasn't as big as my last john, but her fake tits bounced and jiggled ad she mounted me and shook them in my face. Sucking her nipples, I decided that I too should get a implants. For the next five days I brought along someone almost every night. I'd take my transformation in stride and embrace my homosexuality after that I arrived back to my condo and started to live my life as a woman from then on out. Today I'm happy with my lover and fellow transgendered partner. Together we're prepared for the final surgery. Be both spent most of my money on surgeries and clothes, but finally I'm no longer suffering from anxiety and I have great C cup breasts.

got a clue? - Was it he became the best man at Gigers wedding?

I don't want Shaw to die because Noomi Rapace is my favorite actress EVER, but I suppose we have ro wait and see...

Plus, Keanu Reeves would not be a great fit for the Ridley Scott sci/fi horror world.

I've been doing my best to try and find the "link to an interview where Ridley Scott says directly that whatever aliens appear in Prometheus will be "progenitor" of the alien" that you asked for @GreatBoosUp and, admittedly, have had some difficulty. I looked and looked and this is the best I've come up with so far..... "Production design has commenced, and Arthur Max is heading a small Pinewood Studios art department, whose task is to deconstruct the first Alien and reverse-design the prequels from the original art and visuals. The Alien itself will be reenvisioned as a progenitor of the received form of the Xenomorph, and Scott reported that he had planned to contact H. R. Giger for possible artistic collaboration." I found it at [url=http://movieprometheus.com/]http://movieprometheus.com/[/url] ....under the article entitled 'Ridley Scott, the Director. New Movie, Prometheus, 2012'.....it's about the seventh article down the page. I'm still looking for a bit more though

3:26 AM....close examination of the photographs. Thinks about the scene of David removing the gel covered object from the ampule. Just a thought, so please dont discredit the possibility. There is a definite edge to the section of the helmet that is molten, and the portion that is still smooth. Look between the pinky and ring finger of the glove touching the rippled surface. Remember what the face hugger did to Cane's suit to get inside, it dissolved the faceplate. Think of a jellyfish, some species are transparent. The first photograph looks very gelatinous almost as if there is something clinging to the outside of the helmut. The resulting vapor/smoke could be the by product of rapid disintigration of the plastic due to that jelly eating it's way inside. Once inside it conforms to the face of Holloway and begins to do whatever it is that this jellatinous thing does. That white worm creature that was discussed in other threads was rather amorphous. It slithered out of scene in the leaked trailer. Though it's perhaps too closely related to the facehugger in Alien, could be it's what you get when you leave a biomechanical delivery system dormant for thousands of years, a protoplasmic organism with a programmed imperative to obtain, and evolve using any biological material available.

Not bad @Ghost Solitare...not bad

^^ If it happens this way, "Prometheus" in modern times has to at least be a separate class of the Gods/Annunaki/Fallen angels for the myth to make sense in the film (certainly a possibility because it keeps things simple and we've heard about Engineers and Elder Engineers). The reason I think it could be either is that the Titans are definitely a separate class of beings from the the Gods when you look at the myth. And Ridley said "Prometheus" will relate to more than just the name of the ship. I think we're on the right track applying it to the backstory as well as the storyline of the movie. Even if they're just the genetic engineers of this race by the time we catch up to them. The Titans were at one time the Elder Gods, which suggests higher power than the Gods who come along later, and are depicted as very human. However, the Titans on Earth were the remnants of the Elder Gods, and were depicted as human as well many times (Prometheus is a glaring example). So it could be that they're all Annunaki, but that one class of their culture, is the true master over things like genetic engineering and terraforming.

Naaa still not buying it (yet) I'm not outright saying anyone's right or wrong (myself included) but the fact is, we know so little right now! Where is the big head? a) Earth b) LV426 c) None of the above .....LOL What/who is the big blue-ish chap? What is the thing on the scanner table? a) head b) helmet c) SJ ceremonial or haloween mask? Who would wear it/who is it meant for? (P.S. Buick - you say the eye sockets are still close enough together for a human to where?!.... a bloody big one with eyes practically on the side of its head, granted!) We do know this... It's all about our alleged origin as a species. Could we infact be a product the SJs - yes quite possibly. Or could we even be a by-product?! Now there's a thought! Who even created that large heed and what the h*ck for? I think anybody that says, IT IS DEFINATELY THIS or IT IS DEFINATELY THAT, at this juncture is being a tad fool-hardy! These peeps know for definate do they? Do they have an inside line somehow? Again only personal opinion but using only logic I think Engr101's theory of Mr Blue being something else entirely is also quite viable. Maybe he's an 'inbetween approximation' left there by the SJ's as some sort of intermediary for first contact/geeting/communction - so we didn't feel so horrified by the SJ's own physical appearance? H*ck, maybe he's an SJ-built android for that purpose?

Yep the Xeno's and SJ's are definitly closely related! I've touched on the fact that the progenitor to the Xeno's could well be SJ's themselves after the Prometheus' crew tampering with their DNA manipulation looking stuff. I.e it could explain how Xeno's seem to have this random ability of showing intelligent behaviour. . .

I don't think @Jeremy B. is insinuating they're doing a retread of the early script. That would be lazy and uninspired. @You have my sympathy...I think you're on the right track. It seems obvious that elements of the early script Ridley liked that were not brought to fruition in 'Alien' for whatever reason, be it budget or story concerns, are being used in 'Prometheus' as a way of coming full circle to what fell by the wayside some 33 years ago. I tend to feel as though Ridley has always had certain elements and opinions about the backstory of the SpaceJockey and the early script bouncing around in his mind and he's finally had the chance to complete his vision of what was behind 'Alien' to begin with. The ampules or "urns" in the "ampule room" with the big monolithic 40 ft. head are an obvious take from the early script....it's all just a matter of what else he brought from those early ideas to what 'Prometheus' will be when it hits screens this June.

Thank you for your comments! :) I was snooping around the forum when I found a post about a creature in the leaked trailer that looks octopus like! Could it be the creature mentioned in the script above? because If I recall correctly I think Ridley Scott was quoted saying that the creature in this movie is the ancestor of the Xenomorph! It would all make sense then! The post I mentioned: [url=http://www.prometheus-movie.com/community/forums/topic/1523]http://www.prometheus-movie.com/community/forums/topic/1523[/url]

I think xeno's are just killing machines...........

@habidm I think you're right. And I bet the Spacejockey's/Engineers (who are the same) totally manipulate them..... I just *know* corporate greed is going to do this bunch in! lol

I've touched on this subject previously aswell. All this rumour and talk has been on the SJ being some kinda God like species, with their massive spaceships etc. But surely a creature as pure and "deadly" as the Xenomorph would be considered more God like?? I mean it does ANYTHING to survive it's given habitat, can reproduce in god knows how many ways, doesn't give in to it's emotions in any scenario. I'd personally class that as more deity based. . .

P.s apologies that post came up twice, it said it didn't post!

The 2nd and 3rd replies, i aggree!!!!!

Interesting theory...would fit with Riddles' musings that perhaps the Xenos are "gods of war" from a while back...(actually, I think he said they CAN'T be because "Mars is too close", or something...but, still a fairly original idea! ;P

Hey folks new to the site but loving the discussions. Just on the new trailer and the discussion here as right as it all sounds idea wise the planet the derelict crashes on the the trailer looks a lot more habitable then the original lv486 so there had to be an explanation for that.

i dont see it :( do you mean the snow and/or bad reception? or is there a picture of the derelict i am just not seeing? i am so confused somebody help me :(

Unless I am crazy, it appears to be the distorted view of the original derelict from Alien in that quick shot. It looks like it to me, but I am often wrong so I could be seeing things.

Hello I just tried looking at the new trailer and freezing a frame so I could see something there. Managed to catch a frame to see something that could be a hand? or possibly a different ship maybe? [img]http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad251/fysh333/promder.gif[/img] [img]http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad251/fysh333/promder1.gif[/img]

And can anyone make out the new dialog she says right at the beginning? Almost sounds like "you must understand" or something to that effect

There is no new dialogue whatsoever.