Der Zwischenablagen-Thread.

[chr12toph]

Dieser Thread ist dazu da, alles, was ihr momentan in der Zwischenablage gespeichert habt, hier reinzukopieren und vielleicht kurz zu kommentieren

Um Dinge aus der Zwischenablage einzufügen, müsst ihr Strg + V drücken.

Viel Spaß!


Ich fang dann mal an:

Zitat von chr12toph's Zwischenablage

http://www.amazon.de/Verbatim-DVD-R-...6879648&sr=8-1

>> meine DVD-Spindel neigt sich dem Ende, deshalb brauch ich eine Neue!

[Laurel]

Thadeusz

Ist eine Talkshow und ich hab mir dort auf der Seite ein Interview mit Fettes Brot angehört.

"Wünsch DIR was" --> ich suchte für jemanden diese Single bei amazon.

[Georgy Drachenköter]

http://www.microcuts.net/gallery/dat...4/matty640.jpg

Aah ja, Matt, oder besser: Jamieson.
Hab Johanna ein paar Bilder in ihr neues Love Boat gepackt.

[mambo]

http://s5.ikariam.de/index.php?view=...lectCity=19972

hab einem Mitspieler eine Stadt zum plündern per Chat geschickt

[marlon75]

naja, das Wetter war einfach zu gut und mit Herbert im Autoradio hat es mich einfach dorthingezogen wo ich heute in 2 Monaten auch sein werde....

[Adam]

Zitat von mambo

http://s5.ikariam.de/index.php?view=...lectCity=19972

Sieht nett aus. Spielt die Welt eine Rolle?

PS: Meine Zwischenablage enthält grad einen Teil einer privaten Email. Wird nicht veröffentlicht .

[Georgy Drachenköter]

Das aktuelle Update unserer Gemeinschaftsgeschichte von Helen.
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Suddenly Helen swooped down from the balcony that the ABRSS and BBCC crew were standing, her lightsaber out and ignited before her feet had lightly touched the floor as if the force guided her.

‘Nobody is going to touch Matt Bellamy,’ she said determinedly, her eyes squinted as in warning for the men in uniforms now standing pulling out guns from their belts. Stef now positioned at Helen’s side in ready to attack position, two hands clasped around her sword and Helen’s lightsaber high above her head, pointing towards the evil men. Sounds of a ninja dancing through the air came toppling down and Jill landed with grace, whip cracking in hand as she stood on the other side of Helen in attack position, the lady scorpion scuttling off her shoulder without being noticed. Megan staying back holding onto a frustrated and struggling Matt and Dom watching on, hesitating to what to do and Chris staying back also, realizing what he might have done. ‘Bollocks,’ he thought.

There was one man who had not risen from the round table. He looked the oldest and the most authority-like. He stared with cold hard eyes at the three ladies standing, waiting for the men to attack first.

‘And you are?’ he said coolly, directing the question at the women.

‘The ABRSS and nobody is going to touch Matt Bellamy,’ Stef replied with every ounce of cool anger she could muster in her voice.

‘Yes so you’ve said.’ The man rose steadily from his chair. ‘But you see that man is a danger.’

‘A danger? A danger to what? To Radiohead?’ snorted Jill.

‘He is a danger to the world.’

‘Oh really?’

All heads turned to the figure creeping out from the shadows behind the three ladies, sharp light falling onto Jamieson’s face. Megan now struggling to hold onto Matt only just standing away from the light.

‘Mr. Bellamy, so glad you could join us after your…little escape.’

‘The pleasure is all mine,’ returned Jamie, his infamous smirk playing proudly on his lips.

‘No more fooling around, Mr. Bellamy. You have stolen American government documents and that is a serious crime. Where are they?’

‘So it’s true, the American government is secretly taking over the world.’

‘I know what you’re talking about.’

‘Brainwashing via television.’ Jamieson boomed with laughter. ‘How original.’

‘The people have to be controlled somehow. We can’t have them swarming around thinking completely free,’ the old man spat.

‘It’s against human rights!’ Jamie’s voice raised several decibels and it was the man in charge’s turn to boom with laughter, leaning his head back, and his mouth wide open as the laughter echoed around the room. Helen and Stef’s grip on their swords tightened.

‘There is no such thing as human rights. Freedom of speech? Half the world is already under our control. The western world is already ours and most of Asia. Now we will take the rest and we will not have anyone stand in our way. Get them!’

There was the sound of a gunshot and the swoop of the lightsaber and the officer that had pulled the trigger fell to the floor. After that all hell broke lose. All the officers standing pulling out their guns and Stef screaming and charging towards them, one finger on one little button, ready to burn them to ashes.

‘Barbeque time!’

There was the sound of Jill’s whip cracking and three men stalking towards her stopping, hesitating whether it was worth the risk.

‘One at a time gentlemen.’ Jill’s hand not holding the whip, poised on her waist, a smirk devilishly smeared on her face. Meanwhile, Helen somersaulted through the air, deflecting gun shot after gun shot.

‘Take that bird brain…Good shot, sorry you couldn’t stick around to see it.’

Chaos was reigning in on the round table and Jamie stood watching, his eyes never leaving the old man in charge as he made his escape and Jamie slipped away following him.

‘Jamie!’

‘No Matt, stay back!’

‘Jamie!’ Matt screamed watching his brother disappear into the shadows. Megan and Ellen both holding onto him, struggling against his surprising amount of strength he suddenly had.

‘Matt, you’ve got to stay back. You can’t be seen.’

‘Jamie!’

‘He’ll be fine.’

‘Hey guys! A little help please.’

‘Come on Jo,’ Dom muttered rolling his eyes towards Matt, beginning to walk towards him when suddenly he noticed the empty space next to him. ‘Jo?’

‘Dom!’

He heard the scream. They all heard the ear piercing scream and everyone stopped, turning their heads towards Jo on the other side of the balcony being dragged away by two men, a gun stuck to her throat.

The three fighters started to move towards her when suddenly they realized they were surrounded unable to defend themselves.

‘Jo!’ Dom screamed after her, watching as she tried to kick herself free, hoping that she would be able to burn them but to no avail.

‘Nobody move.’

Dom, Ellen, Matt and Megan to turn to see six guns pointing at them.

‘No!’ A shout bellowed from Chris as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his tiny weapon, pressing the button, aiming it at the men. The web sprung out and looked as if it was going to engulf them but then it retracted upon itself and swallowed the hostages instead, piling them onto the floor.

‘Bollocks,’ Chris cursed under his breath and the officers looked at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter. Dom moved his eyes back towards where Jo was but nothing was there.

‘Drop your weapons. You’ve lost.’

Helen, Jill and Stef dropped their weapons, the officers immediately seizing them, careful not to press any buttons. Their shoulders slumped all thinking exactly the same thing.

How the hell do they get out of this one?

The men were now looking smug, now handcuffing the girls that weren’t netted when suddenly one of the men fell unconscious to the floor, a large piece of concrete lying next to him. Everyone looked up to see a giant hole in the ceiling, light beaming through. Their heads turned again to land on the six men that guarded the netted five-some who now were lying unconscious on the floor too. A figure standing next to the pile, a cape flying around him, hand on his hips.

‘Don’t move,’ he bellowed to the net and red lasers sparked from his eyes and the net broke away from the trapped ones.

The officers down below all pointed their guns towards the dark figure now flying down to them, blowing them away like a strong wind. He landed with his hands on his hips, and the ladies all stared astounded, their mouths gaping open.

‘Who are you?’ Stef managing to speak. He lasered their handcuffs free of them.

‘I’m Brett, the Wolstenholme Warrior.’

‘Oh my,’ Jill muttered under her breath.


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Mhmmm, ich bin dran, was nu?

[Eagle]

[fraoth]

http://de.youtube.com/watch?v=GxplDa...eature=related

vivaldis sommer aus den 4 jahreszeiten mal ganz anders interpretiert - den link hatte ich in eine e-mail reinkopiert

[Georgy Drachenköter]

Zitat von fraoth

http://de.youtube.com/watch?v=GxplDa...eature=related

vivaldis sommer aus den 4 jahreszeiten mal ganz anders interpretiert - den link hatte ich in eine e-mail reinkopiert

Hätt's ja gern über Renommee Kommentar gemacht, aber geht noch nicht.


Deine Sig, sehr gut. Sehr gutes Motto

[Georgy Drachenköter]

Zitat von Kuutar

I really should watch it then (old version I suppose or both).

We rarely have dubbing here, only in kiddie films/series.

*sigh*
Another country like that.

We really should do a study about how many countries in Europe get dubbed movie.
Sofar:
Dubbed
Germany

Subbed
Netherlands
Finland
Danmark (I used the Danish term again, didn't I? Well, at least I wrote Danish and not Dansk…)





Nur das ich das sicher habe bis der Server wieder nicht busy ist.

[Viola-la]

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[Uschi]

@GD

+ YouTube Video

[Georgy Drachenköter]

[Eagle]

http://www.pennergame.de/change_please/8719157/

[Georgy Drachenköter]

From a distance, the island looked peaceful and idyllic as the sun began to rise behind it. The white sand beach sparkled and colourful parakeets began fluttering between the palm trees, sqwawking
tunelessly like one of Radiohead's better efforts.

In the woods however, where the rays never penetrated, a certain Dominic Howard was feeling anything but peaceful. He still lay bound by wiry creepers to a most uncomfortable bamboo table while his
suntanned captors busied themselves arranging their King to his satisfaction. Soon the scaly humanoid was settled on a throne made of skulls which they'd carried in, surveying Dom from a superior height with his pointed chin on a gleaming green fist.

"So, Mr Howard" hissed Kahn "I do hope you are eager to help us in our quest"

Dom glared back. The many cuddles and strokes bestowed upon the Dom Doll by Jo had left him feeling warm and confident; he'd had just about enough of this and was ready to say so.

"Fuck you" he snarled "You must be stupid as well as ugly, how do you expect to get Matt's voice from me?" From somewhere nearby, a particularly intimate fondling of the Doll made him wriggle
and smother a smirk. Levitating above the trees, Jo snatched the Doll from Jamie and poked him hard. The canopy was densely green, they had no idea how close they were.

"You are brave, Mr Howard, or you have convinced yourself you are" sneered Kahn "But let us see just how long that lasts when your heart is offered up to the Gods, you will scream and shit yourself just like all the rest" The forked tongue flicked right round both yellow eyes; they gleamed evilly at Dom as the saliva dripped down the lizard's face.

"Excuse me?" said Dom "You may have some crazy idea about sacrificing me, but I'm here to tell you that you might be having to change your plans - I'm getting rescued quicker than you can say "knife", yeah!" He began to giggle, it was all too ridiculous. Kahn smiled slowly.

"Oh dear, Mr Howard" he hissed "Looks like the jungle juice we gave you to take the edge off things has kicked in too soon....it will probably have worn off by the time the sun is high enough
for the ceremony...too bad..." A fly which was innocently buzzing past was expertly captured by Kahn's tongue and dispatched down his throat in a split second. "But never mind" he continued smoothly after a quick gulp "You are a close friend of Bellamy, the gods will surely smile upon us when we make them a present of your life, Mwwaahahahaaaaaa!!!"

The lizard monarch slithered off the throne with a dry, scraping sound and was at Dom's side instantly. With a claw he speared the rough cotton sheet which covered the captive and twitched it to the floor. Dom glanced down at himself and gasped. He was naked apart from a tiny skirt made of dried grass. Oh, and on the left side of his now heaving chest, a large red heart painted in god knows what glistened shockingly against his white skin.
He stared. Stared some more. Then screamed with helpless laughter.

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"This is hopeless, we're never going to find him" groaned Helen, peering over the steering wheel of the Cooper and squinting at the impenetrable gloom of the forest.

Well it's only a little island, how far can he have gone? asked Ellen, nose pressed against a side window. In the distance she could see their beach; Nessy was wallowing in the sea surrounded by leaping dolphins and looking extremely happy for an enormous dinosaur
many miles from home.

"Knowing our track record, anything could have happened" sighed Jill "He might have been teleported into space or something"

"Yeah, lets be really optimistic shall we?" frowned Stef "Come on, it's just the usual natives and cooking pot scenario - we'll storm in, grab him before they put him in the pot and kick the boiling water over all the natives; there'll be a lot of screaming and frazzling and we'll be home before teatime, you know I'm right" There followed much wise faced nodding from five girls who had seen a lot of rescue action. Chris and Matt edged closer together and tried
to look confident too.

"Quick, pass Joe over" squeaked Megan suddenly "I see his breakfast coming"

Sure enough, as the Cooper swung around the extreme end of the island, a horde of zombies could be seen gathered around a pile of stones. They seemed to be moving jerkily to a certain rhythm. Matt silently passed Joe to Megan and she fixed her eye to the sights, training the high powered gun on the crowd below. Then both he and Chris stared hungrily at her tensed arse as she took aim.

"Wait!" barked Helen from the driving seat "What are they all doing?" Flicking the controls to 'Invisible' she sneaked the Cooper closer to the zombies. The nearer they approached, a sound
could be heard, above the wordless grunts of the zombies.

"Holy fuck" gasped Stef "It's Muse!"

Atop the pile of stones, a very battered ghetto blaster sat, blaring out the familiar sound of "Agitated". The zombies were doing their best, but their slow shuffling and dropping off of various body parts were not really doing justice to the madness of the song. Megan shuddered and dropped Joe to waist level, flicking on the safely catch.

"Shit" she gulped "to think I nearly blasted them....they're MUSE FANS for fucks sake!!! How the hell did that happen?"

"Awwww" said Ellen comfortingly, throwing an arm around Megan "How were you to know? Forget it mate" Other hands materialised to pat Megan reassuringly; for a minute or two they completely forgot about Dom. Then there was a sudden chittering sound from the front window.

"What's that Colin?" demanded Jill "Are you sure? God, you're right, look at that"

"What?" asked Helen as they all stared out at the moulting, heaving zombies

"Every single one of them" pronounced Jill "has had their heart ripped out"

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"MATTHEW JAMIESON BELLAMY!!!!" scolded Jo from their position above the trees "Will you STOP trying to get your paws inside my jumper, give me the Dom Doll and start taking this seriously?" She dug her fingernails into the soft skin under Jamie's arms and
glared into his searing blue eyes "We need to save Dom!"

Jamieson squirmed deliciously and rubbed his head against her shoulder like a cat at teatime. Whole stadiums full of Musey fangirls would have killed to be Jo at this point. "Sorry" he said "Only I really think my girls can save Dom without us....after all they've been
doing this sort of thing for a long, long time..." He began nibbling at Jo's earlobe "Ooo, you taste nice" he purred.

"NO!" she shouted exasperatedly "How many times must I remind you, Dom and me are together...for ever...and that means no meddling by you...or anyone else...gerroff will you?"
She batted at Jamieson's questing hands and tried to concentrate on the forest below. Despite herself, a small sob of frustration escaped her. Jamieson sighed resignedly.

"Look" he said "If you're really worried, there's an easy way to find him" Jo stared back at him through her tears, faint hope dawning.
"Give me the Doll" he commanded. Wordlessly, she handed the battered wooden Doll to the clone. Reaching under his collar, Jamieson produced the fluffy pink tail end of his leash, which had been dangling down under his shirt since first being attached to him
so long ago when he'd first fallen to Earth. Smirking, he twisted it around the neck of the Doll.

"I used to hate this" he confessed, twiddling the leash affectionately, "Because as long as I have it on, my girls know exactly where I am, and so does Matt" His smile was suddenly
genuine as he considered his brother and the ABRSS/BBCC; the family he'd never expected to find.

"But now, I could never be without it" he smiled sheepishly "because if they ever lost me, I think I would die.....right....here we go..." Clutching tightly onto Jo, following the tingling message sent down the leash from the Doll, Jamieson dived down towards a certain location in the forest below. Stifling a shriek of surprise, Jo clung on and concentrated on Dom, sending her everlasting love and reassurance to him as she and the alien clone plummeted towards the trees.

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Back at the Zombie Muse-fest, Matt clutched convulsively at his head and let out a howl. Immediately every occupant of the Cooper was at his side to offer support and strokings.
Well, Chris just did the support bit.

"Urrghhh" moaned Matt "Quick...I think I know where Dom is...shit...we need to go...NOW!!!!.

[vinto]

http://nolp.dhl.de/nextt-online-publ...dedSearch=true

eine DHL-Meisterleitung (zum Glück nicht mein Paket)

edit: Link leider nicht mehr so, wie er mal war ....