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I was going to make a thread about this, thank you for doing it :) I'm really looking forward to the game, it was confirmed that there will be a multiplayer. I hope we can be alien in multi, if we can't I don't think I'll buy it LOL. Walktrough trailer : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rBIpUEjFFHA The devs are really Alien's saga fans and they are making a sequel to the saga, the events take place between Alien 3 and Alien 4 IIRC. They are bringing a new specie called the "crusher" who use his head to crush his enemies, he would have mutated from the radiation causes by the explosion of the atmosphere generator. About that, Hadley's Hope is still standing because apparently the explosion of the generator didn't do a big crater around it, because normally nuclear charges are detonnated above the ground to be more efficient. So in this case the crater is only like a big cone going underground instead of a big spread crater. It's what they use to explain why Hadley's Hope isn't completely burned to the ground. How is there so many aliens? Don't ask me lol. The last AvP (2010) game was a disaster, mainly because of the Predators I think haha. But the aliens controls in this game were fabolous, if they can bring similar stuff in this one, I think it will be really good. I think that with Prometheus coming soon, the Alien spirit will resurrect and make many peoplke buy this game. The game is said to come out in the spring of 2012.

Also it's not the same guys that made AvP (2010) The publisher is still SEGA but that time the devs are Gearbox Software and not Rebellion.

to be honest im not impressed ...very scripted ...very little open ...... graphic so so ... something so scripted is not scary .

P.S. I'd like to see some cartoon ideas from other members as well...might be fun! ~N

[img]http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/159/8/1/space_tokey_by_ruhaniya-d3if78y.jpg[/img] This is Why the space jockey is fossilized and has a hole in his chest! Some more Sweet Glorious Nectar of the Queen!

hahahaha...awesome...he was a party monster.

[img]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v234/LT.HIGHTIMES/1a1prometheus-munchies.jpg[/img]

[quote]Noomi will show her beatifull torso in this film, You can see a split second in the trailer, Nommi's is undressing... Oh i challenge ANYBODY on here, too say my view is not re-lated too this FILM.. [/quote] I think that's Charlize Theron in the trailer. What do I win?

guys you cannot miss out on this...take the time to get it...you will be glad you did...

Great Read! Love how Large the space jockey is compared to the Giger. I'm gona get medicated and read it again. THANK YOU very mucH Spartacus! I'm going to send you some luck charms...No worries man! you are my brother, I'll give all my whores, except the best one. I just a little worried about Neurion. I've been a little worried since I've been to his parties. I can't figure out what why my mule doesn't want to take me there anymore. I think he's upset about the rainbow part. Cause those aren't his mushrooms oh sweet nectar of the queen! and I don't mean Freddy Mercury

Be sure to keep a copy for yourselves...also, page 9 I think it is Giger discusses the Derelict

Everyone who hasn't please click on this link and save yourself a 12 page color copy of Starlog Mags Alien Coverage from September 1979...It's a collector's item. It's in PDF format so it will prompt you to save or just open...SAVE A COPY...you're gonna want this!!! [url=http://brandthunder.surfcanyon.com/search?action=selectSearchResult&session=1339374511721966131&ssMapKey=dest.Directing%25Alien%25through%25An%25Artists%25Eyes&initialRank=0&url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.littlegiger.com%2Farticles%2Ffiles%2FStarlog_26.pdf&now=1325893472301]Starlog79[/url]

Thanks man, downloaded, will read this later.

You are very welcome and you will be amazed Snorky, that is the best thing I have ever seen on the first film!!! AND...it is in fact a collecorts item!!!

Thanks for the pdf Spartacus. Ya know, I actually still have my copy of this issue. I'll have to bust it out of the trunk...and smell those old pages. Peace, N

"Lucky Lucky Lucky" ~Spoken Like Sigourney Weaver in The Final Scene From Alien!

Last Bump, final chance to grab this before I party all day, drink beer, watch football, BBQ, put Live DVD Concerts on my Surround Set Up, Think it's gonna be 9 Inch Nails, Them Crooked Vultures, And Foreigner With Jason Bonham In Germany today... and let the thread slide. There are 2 Links in the thread here, click one of them do yourself a solid, save the Color PDF Collectors item from 1979. Everyone here in The Community Should have this.

Drexlspivey: does Prometheus take place in Zeta II Reticuli, or LV-426 ???

Lv-426 is right near Zeta2Reticuli

Very Good!

Thank you DSW. ~N

Neurion did I miss something Or is there a way to read the 140 page of stuff/screenplay you wrote? I would very much like to read it

also, did you finally notice what Parker does?

Hi Spartacus, How cool of you to ask. I’m actually addressing a few last edits, based on a few proof reader’s critiques. Then it’s off to the WGA for registration…then copyrighting. Shouldn’t be too much longer, but I have to take the proper steps for artistic protection and proprietary rights. Hollywood sharks! However, as soon as it’s covered…I would more than happy share it with you, and hear or read your critique. Especially, since you were a teenager at that exact time. I was only 6 or 7 years old. I’ll keep you posted bro. Thank you again for the interest. As far as the Parker scene…I did watch the scene again on my computer…but I’ll have to recheck it on my television and stereo with better speakers. I can see what you mean…very subtle though…his lean to his left…almost imperceptible…but you saw it. So, I’m gonna have to hold off on my personal opinion…until I watch it again soon with proper audio/video. Peace out, ~N

Hi Spartacus, How cool of you to ask. I’m actually addressing a few last edits, based on a few proof reader’s critiques. Then it’s off to the WGA for registration…then copyrighting. Shouldn’t be too much longer, but I have to take the proper steps for artistic protection and proprietary rights. Hollywood sharks! However, as soon as it’s covered…I would more than happy share it with you, and hear or read your critique. Especially, since you were a teenager at that exact time. I was only 6 or 7 years old. I’ll keep you posted bro. Thank you again for your interest. As far as the Parker scene…I did watch the scene again on my computer…but I’ll have to recheck it on my television and stereo with better speakers. I can see what you mean…very subtle though…his lean to his left…almost imperceptible…but you saw it. So, I’m gonna have to hold off on my personal opinion…until I watch it again soon with proper audio/video. Peace out, ~N

lets see where you go to end ..i follow with interest ( btw is Di Stefano ...is italian name :p )

Someone quick, call Doubleday In NYC and get the "frikking" Printing Press prepared !!! ...And get him some Sharks with some "Frikking" Laser Beams on thier "Frikking" heads please, this all needs protecting!!!

Cool scene Snorkle. Good description...I can imagine the imagery clearly. Man, Ripley just cannot catch a break...even as a clone...haha. Keep up the imaginative work. ~N

Okay lets continue... Through blurred vision Ripley 8 wakes to find herself chained and bound, unable to escape in any way. Stretching her eyes Ripley 8 cracks her neck and looks around at her surroundings and her company. She is prisoner within a cube shaped, metal box-like room with only one sealed door and many vents along the walls. Around her, their legs shackled but their arms free Ripley 8 realises she is reunited with old friends Annalee Call (shrugs apologetically), Vriess (smiles nervously in greeting) and Johner (winks callously). The room is filled with an awkward silence before Johner breaks the cold atmosphere "Man, I'm hungry," he then looks at the door and shouts "where's my grub?" Call, her hands free reaches into her pocket and throws the apple to Johner, in thanks he replies "Cheers, robo-chump." Call smiles sarcastically and unwantingly, watching as Johner bites into the apple. Immediately he spits the mouthful of rotting apple to the floor and looks at the apple to see maggots wriggling out from the core. Glaring at Call Johner throws the rotten, infested apple at her, but Call is able to dodge the bad fruit. The cell door opens, revealing the commanding officer responsible for their captures, again smoking a cigar but without his log coat, showing him to be a career-military type "Everyone comfortable?" Call replies venomously "Fuck you." The commanding officer, unphased "No thanks. Goodnight." The door shuts and the vents along the walls pour smoke into the cell. Ripley 8, calm as ever, feels the temperature drop in the room and realises as her friends start to drowse, that the cell is in fact a large cryo-storage room. Space, vast, black and glittered with stars. A small, but heavily armed spacecraft bearing the name "USM Raven" flies at speed towards a space station in orbit above a small planetoid. The Raven fires its retro thrusters to slow its approach as a large bay door opens on the exterior of the station. Entering within the Raven slowly approaches a landing pad, and settles down. A ramp descends from the side of the Raven and the commanding officer walks out meeting a scientist in a white coat "Dr. Charles, your lost property has been reacquired, as promised." Dr. Michael Charles, ever cautious "Any problems Major?" The commanding officer, Major Stephen Clancy "None. How's your experiment?" Dr. Charles, glaring at the Major for his bluntness "Flourishing flawlessly," and then almost gleefully "thanks to the Auriga's failure." Walking away from the Raven and entering deeper into the station the two reluctant colleagues continue their formal conversation. The Major "And hows our initial specimen?" Dr. Charles, surrendering to rank urges the Major down a corridor and towards a sealed door labeled RESTRICTED ACCESS "Bound, frozen but alive and under control." Entering the restricted room with the doctor the Major looks forward, proud "Good Doctor, very, very good!" In front of the Major and the Doctor is a fully grown Queen Alien, complete with ovipositor (in receipt of regular electric shocks) laying eggs onto an automatic conveyor belt. Her upper body frozen and bound in shackles, the Queens breathing is shallow and raspy, a digital 8 scarred onto her forehead.

It's part Ripley !

Kinda Sparky, lets continue a bit more... Ripley 8, Call, Vriess and Johner are led through the corridors by more masked and armed USM soldiers before reaching their holding cell, a small box shaped room with a pair of bunk beds, one unclean toilet and a stale air smell throughout. Thrown in with the door sealed behind them the old crew of the Betty resign themselves to their new fate as Ripley 8 places her hand on the wall and stares off into nothingness, as though she can hear or sense something. Johner watches with bemusement, Call with quiet concern and Vriess with confusion as Ripley 8 then lies on the floor, placing her ear to the ground. Cautiously Ripley stands back up, a scowl having formed on her face, showing deep concern. Ripley looks left, looks right and sees an old computer panel on the wall, she approaches it. Vriess noticing the item of her interest “Its useless, centuries old. It won’t even be connected to any systems.” Shushing Vriess Ripley 8 pulls the panel from the wall and strokes it like it is an old friend. In its centre is a screen, the only few buttons and switches are placed below the screen. The panel doesn’t even have a keyboard. Ripley 8 again looks around before smirking in self-satisfaction, then a sudden sniff before quickly hiding the panel underneath a pillow. The cell door opens, revealing a group of masked, armed USM soldiers and the Doctor urging the four from their cell “Please, this way.” As the four friends are led through more corridors the Doctor watches Ripley 8 with wonder before asking, “Do you want me to take your coat? This facility is climatically controlled.” Ripley 8 looks down at her hooded longcoat before scowling at the Doctor “No thanks, I’m fine.” Johner, ever quick with a comment “You can take mine if you want to honey?” The doctor ignores the comment, much to Call and Vriess amusement and Johners annoyance. The four friends arrive with their escort to a large, brightly lit room with a large double retractable cylindrical door in the centre, closed, hiding its contents. Ripley 8 looks concerned, the other three just anxious. Coming down some steps towards them, the Major “Welcome to Galileo Station. Settling in okay are we?” an air of sarcasm in his voice. Vriess, beating Johner to it “No thanks to you Deputy Dick.” The Major laughs briefly, points at Vriess “Marcus Vriess, chief engineer of the pirate vessel the Betty, in a wheelchair since 2361, after cheating a smuggler out of some engine parts.” Vriess grimaces. The Major points at Johner “Richard Johner, mercenary, hitman and thug of the Betty. Abandoned by your mother at birth and raised by low lives. Served six years in Titan max security before escaping courtesy of your friend Christie. How is he?” Johner bites his lip. The Major points at Call “Annalee Call, an auton – synthetic created by synthetics. Assigned to terminate -” gestures towards Ripley 8 “instead destroys the USM Auriga. Tut, Tut.” Call scowls. And then the Major points at Ripley 8 “And then there’s you my dear. By-product of a wondrous specimen gathered and harnessed as the perfect organism, the perfect weapon.” Call, naïve and cocky “Which blew up with your precious ship, asshole.” The Major again laughs, this time genuinely “Stupid bitch, what you blew up was a waste product,” he gestures to an operator whom pulls a lever, slowly opening the large double doors “unwanted material, this is the true prize of our endeavours.” He points to the half frozen Queen Alien bound and forced to lay eggs. They all step back in horror, Ripley 8 raises her hand to the faded scar on her chest, and looks up at the 8 on the Queens forehead before glancing down at her covered wrist. “That’s right,” the Major explains, “This is the Queen we cut from you.” Looking at Call, “The Queen you destroyed on the Auriga was from a previous clone. Number 7.” Ripley 8 scowls at the Major. The Major, undeterred continues, “We here at the USM have harnessed and studied this wondrous creature.” Ripley 8 scoffs “Different name, same assholes.” The Major, looking straight at Ripley and smirks “You have no idea how right you are, Warrant Officer Ellen Jayne Ripley.” Ripley 8 becomes perplexed, “The Weyland-Yutani Corporation, your former employers were sold off nearly 50 years ago now. But only the name, the shell was sold.” Ripley 8, as though remembering something, looks at the Major as he notices her realisation. “That’s right, you remember. Weyland-Yutani in the years before their demise extended their influence throughout all elements, especially those related to science, the government and the military.” Ripley only replies with shock, as the Major nails the point home, “Then after the Paris event in 2327 Weyland-Yutani was in trouble and we severed ties with the company, standing on the boards and committees and tore it apart and sold it off, having already kept what was important.” Johner of course looks confused, but Call now realising the truth scowls at the Major as he builds up to his inevitable reveal. “Then we used our influence in the government and the military to call for change, removing power from the corporations and enforcing stability with a new military government, the USM. Which of course we control.” Ripley 8, her hatred evident in her deep breathing clarifies “The USM is a military government? The USM is Weyland-Yutani?” The Major, standing proud and arrogantly laughs “Yes. We are now in charge, and no longer need to answer to bureaucrats.”

interesting ...it looks very closely ( too much ? Im eager to see ) a follow up to alien 4 ...like the 3rd half of the movie ..interesting ..lets see what happen :)

Don't worry Frantz I am luring you into a false sense of expectation... Just typing up the next bit.

Next installment... The Major, gleaming with pride motions Ripley 8 and the remaining crew of the Betty up the stairs he descended to meet them. They arrive in a room filled with many, many monitors. Each showing simulated dissections of each of the Aliens stages of their life cycle. At each monitor is a white coated technician analysing the information before them. The Doctor takes over, “The species you almost eradicated.” the Doctor gestures towards Ripley 8 and then to the monitors, “We have studied and analysed them in great detail.” The Doctor gestures towards a group of displays showing the atypical Alien, “Take this form, which we call the Drone. From this specimen we were able to deduce almost everything about the creatures biology.” He looks at Ripley 8, “Did you know that the creature is completely blind. By our standards anyway. They have no eyes, no visual receptors.” The Doctors turn to become proud, “They view their surroundings using a highly advanced form of echo location, highly acute hearing, they can pinpoint the origin of a smell and its composition, something they can also do regarding heat and electrical impulses. Truly wonderful.” The Doctor becomes almost entranced by the displays on the monitors. Ripley 8, playing devils advocate, “So they make up for their lack of sight?” “Hell no!” the Doctor exclaims, “If one was in a room with you it would deduce your location and state by sensing your outline, hearing your heartbeat, the blood pumping through your veins, the creaks of your muscles, the synaptic discharges from your brain, your body heat, your odour, everything. No matter what you do they can see without actually having to see you.” Call exclaims in horror, “My God!” The Major interjects “Not quite. But we know everything about them, and have them perfectly under control.” Ripley 8 scoffs, “You think you have them under control, but its - ” The Major interrupts, “We have them under control!” as he motions them to shutters which slowly retract upwards revealing a window. Gazing through the window Ripley 8, Call, Vriess and Johner look down on the planet below. The Doctor explains, “The planet below was once full of life, wild life, much like prehistoric Earth. The first eggs were taken down to the planet and allowed to propagate, and they have flourished beautifully. All remaining eggs our Queen produces are destroyed unless they contain something of worth.” Johner, his attention finally grabbed “Of worth?” The Major, “If the embryo being carried is of another Queen for example.” He looks down at the planet which the station orbits, “And down there, there are dozens of Queens, each ruling their hives as they slowly dominate the planet. Their potential as a weapon is unprecedented.” Ripley 8 steps back unsteadily, Call comes to her aid but she gently pushes her away before looking at the Major, tears forming in her eyes. “You’ve…you’ve won, you finally got what you wanted and learnt how to keep it?” Ripley 8 sorrowfully enquires, knowing the pain that such a weapon would weave. The Major, ignorant of emotions “Yes, and all thanks to you.” Ripley 8 looks towards the door and pleads “I need to go.” The Major signals to the masked, armed guards whom escort Ripley 8 and the Betty crew back to their cell, back past the imprisoned Queen. Ripley 8 looks at the rasping Queen and the Queen replies with a low, whispering moan of defeat. More to come...

excellent man, take your time, it's heavy !

ty for your suggestion , i will listen it for sure

Very Cool...nice tonalities....eerie.

Thank you for hearing! Thank you that want to listen!

Not bad, reminds me of the days when the front cover of every magazine was artwork, before the advent of digital dtp

I think is very good ...in 1986 i did start my institute of arts studies in italy but you were far ahead of me :)