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Drama / Blockland Forums

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good community 8/10

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Off Topic / Name That Herbivore! Week: 5

« on: July 01, 2012, 11:02:26 AM »

You know what time it is BLF! Time for...

The winner of last week's game was...

Congratulations to Morpheus!

Now it's time do Name That Herbivore!

Due to the exciting nature of the game, and the problem solving aspect, I have disguised the herbivore, to add to the mystery.

The first person to correctly identify this week's herbivore will be featured in next week's edition!

Tune in for next week's NTH at 7/8/12

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Off Topic / Name That Herbivore! Week: 4

« on: June 24, 2012, 12:27:57 AM »

Well, after a long drought, we are finally back with BLF's favorite game!

Well, I'm sure it's been long enough for you eager fans of NTH! Lets get right to it!

Due to the exciting nature of the game, and the problem solving aspect, I have disguised the herbivore, to add to the mystery.

The first person to correctly identify this Herbivore will be announced in next weeks edition!

Next Edition coming 7/1/12

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Modification Help / Variable Events

« on: May 14, 2011, 02:55:01 PM »

No, no. It's not VCE.

I'm trying to figure out how to make events similar to VCE, but the variable is already set and cannot be altered.

What I want it to be, is

OnTrigger<Client<IfMoney<___
ifMoneyValid<___<___
ifMoneyInvalid<___<___

Here is my pathetic attempt, basically because I stole snippets of code from AddItem and VCE.

Code: [Select]

registerOutputEvent("Player", "AddItem", "datablock ItemData", "Money" 1);

function Player::addItem(%player,%image,%client)
{
for(%i = 0; %i < %player.getDatablock().maxTools; %i++)
{
%tool = %player.tool[%i];
if(%tool == 0)
{
if (%money = Money)
{
%player.tool[%i] = %image;
%player.weaponCount++;
messageClient(%client,'MsgItemPickup','',%i,%image);
break;
else
{
return;
}
}
      }
    }
}

function fxDtsBrick::ifMoneyValid(%brick,%client)
{
$inputTarget_Self = %brick;
$inputTarget_Player = %client.player;
$inputTarget_Bot = %brick.vehicle;
$inputTarget_Client = %client;
$inputTarget_Minigame = getMinigameFromObject(%client);
if(%client.money=>Money);
%brick.processInputEvent("ifMoneyValid",%client);
}
function fxDtsBrick::ifMoneyInvalid(%brick,%client)
{
$inputTarget_Self = %brick;
$inputTarget_Player = %client.player;
$inputTarget_Bot = %brick.vehicle;
$inputTarget_Client = %client;
$inputTarget_Minigame = getMinigameFromObject(%client);
if(%client.money<Money);
%brick.processInputEvent("ifMoneyValid",%client);
}


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Drama / Troll Alert: yeah_

« on: April 30, 2011, 02:14:47 PM »

I was in Cucumberdude's challenge when...

BLID: 20771

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Off Topic / Name That Herbivore! Week: 3

« on: April 23, 2011, 01:53:44 PM »

Welcome to the third edition of...

The game where it's YOUR duty to Name That Herbivore!

Due to the exciting nature of the game, and the problem solving aspect, I have disguised the herbivore, to add to the mystery.

This week's herbivore is!

If you can guess what this week's Herbivore is, your name will be printed in next week's edition!

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Off Topic / Name That Herbivore! Week: 2

« on: April 14, 2011, 07:14:28 PM »

Hello everyone! You know what time it is!
Time for...

The game where I give you the herbivore, and you must name it!
First, we must get down to business! Last week's winners were...
 

Night Fox and Wynd_Fox!

THIS WEEK'S HERBIVORE IS!


Let's see who can...

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Creativity / New Game: Name That Herbivore!

« on: April 02, 2011, 09:25:10 PM »

I have decided to start a weekly game called...

The game where it's YOUR duty to Name The Herbivore!

Due to the exciting nature of the game, and the problem solving aspect, I have disguised the herbivore, to add to the mystery.

               This week's herbivore is!

If you can guess what this Herbivore is, you will get a mention in next week's edition!

If this gets good feedback, we will continue until next week, but if we dont...

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Creativity / {Story} The Tuba Who Wanted A Friend!

« on: April 02, 2011, 04:52:50 PM »

The Tuba Who Wanted A Friend

   "Sweetie! Dinner is ready!" said Momma Tuba, her voice echoing in the hallway.
Tyson made his way to the table, reluctant at what he saw staring up at him.

   "Jesus Christ, Momma! Spaghetti again? How poor are we?" Tyson moaned. He was already down, so he figured a scolding couldn't make his life much more miserable then it already was. The girl of his dreams was with his life-long enemy, he lost all of his friends to the new kid, and he couldn't keep a beat worth stuff.

   "Now honey, you know why we don't have as much money as the other tubas around town! Do you want to talk about something? I have a feeling the spaghetti isn't what's nipping at you." she motherly retorted.

   "Nobody understands me! I'm the worst player in the whole class, I have no friends, and Tami the Tuba is with Tommy the Tuba!" he cried out in frustration. Tears were filling up his mouthpiece and he couldn't hold back the mucus that would come spilling out of his mouth.
He ran into his room and cried as he tried to stop the mucus from flowing.

    As this poor little Tuba, lying in fetal position on his twin bed, was holding back his tears, he could only think of how miserable his life is.

   "What if I was popular?" he thought to himself. "What if..." Then he had an idea. A brilliant idea that could either backfire, or make him a worldwide sensation. To prepare himself for the next day, he got a good nights sleep. When he awoke, he grabbed his bag and headed toward the school campus, only to head straight to the office.

   An old lady looked at him disgustedly.

   "What do you want?" she got out of her windpipe, obviously having been puffing smoke out of it for years. The effects were quite obvious.

   "I uh... I would like to run for school president." Tyson confidently replied.

   "But nobody likes you." The old lady nonchalantly retorted. Tyson had not thought about this fact before, and he realized that it could play a big role in the election, but he decided to try anyway.

   "I'll show her..." he huffed to himself walking out. He made some fliers by hand and went to Kinko's to make copies. He hung them all around the school. Feeling proud of himself walking home from school, he decided he would treat himself by grabbing an ice-cream. He went up to the counter only to be greeted by none other than Tommy the Tuba.

   "Well, well, well, look who we have here! Tyson the Tuba! The biggest loser in school!" Tommy stated.

   "Look Tommy, I don't want any trouble, I just want a Vanilla."

   "Alright... Say, what's in your hand?"

   Tyson hadn't noticed before, but he still had some extra fliers in his hand.

   "Oh, well I'm sort of... Running for school president." Tyson shyly replied. Tommy only stared for a short period of time before laughing so loud, the Arctic had at least 4 avalanches occur.

   Tyson felt his eyes swelling up with tears. Mucus started spilling out of his mouth and got all over Tommy.

   "WHAT THE ****?" Tommy shouted.

   Tyson started bawling, running home. He never wanted to be seen again. Unfortunately, school is required to be attended to, so he was forced to return to the devil building, only to find all of his posters to have been defaced. He didn't know what to do. His life was over. He had no friends, the love of his life was with the biggest jerk in the world, and he has become the laughing stock of the school. Could it get any worse?

   Seconds felt like hours, hours felt like years, years felt like centuries, centuries felt like millenias. Everything was a shade of Grey. Then, all of the sudden the microphone came on.

   "Attention students! The election has finally come to an end... The school president is..."

   Tyson looked at all the stares coming toward Tommy.

   "Tyson the Tuba!"

   The class erupted. He had never felt so alive. Tommy was awestruck. Suddenly out of nowhere, Tami the Tuba gave him a big kiss.

   "Can I be your first lady?" Tami asked sweetly.

  "Aww hell yeeeeee!"

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General Discussion / {Story} The Tuba Who Wanted A Friend!

« on: April 02, 2011, 04:45:11 PM »

LOCKED AND MOVED TO CREATIVITY

The Tuba Who Wanted A Friend

   "Sweetie! Dinner is ready!" said Momma Tuba, her voice echoing in the hallway.
Tyson made his way to the table, reluctant at what he say staring up at him.

   "Jesus Christ, Momma! Spaghetti again? How poor are we?" Tyson moaned. He was already down, so he figured a scolding couldn't make his life much more miserable then it already was. The girl of his dreams was with his life-long enemy, he lost all of his friends to the new kid, and he couldn't keep a beat worth stuff.

   "Now honey, you know why we don't have as much money as the other tubas around town! Do you want to talk about something? I have a feeling the spaghetti isn't what's nipping at you." she motherly retorted.

   "Nobody understands me! I'm the worst player in the whole class, I have no friends, and Tami the Tuba is with Tommy the Tuba!" he cried out in frustration. Tears were filling up his reed and he couldn't hold back the mucus that would come spilling out of his mouth.
He ran into his room and cried as he tried to stop the mucus from flowing.

    As this poor little Tuba, lying in fetal position on his twin bed, was holding back his tears, he could only think of how miserable his life is.

   "What is I was popular?" he thought to himself. "What if..." Then he had an idea. A brilliant idea that could either backfire, or make him a campus-wide sensation. To prepare himself for the next day, he got a good nights sleep. When he awoke, he grabbed his bag and headed toward the school campus, only to head straight to the office.

   An old lady looked at him disgustedly.

   "What do you want?" she got out of her windpipe, obviously having been puffing smoke out of it for years. The effects were quite obvious.

   "I uh... I would like to run for school president." Tyson confidently replied.

   "But nobody likes you." The old lady nonchalantly retorted. Tyson had not thought about this fact before, and he realized that it could play a big role in the election, but he decided to try anyway.

   "I'll show her..." he huffed to himself walking out. He made some fliers by hand and went to Kinko's to make copies. He hung them all around the school. Feeling proud of himself walking home from school, he decided he would treat himself by grabbing an ice-cream. He went up to the counter only to be greeted by none other than Tommy the Tuba.

   "Well, well, well, look who we have here! Tyson the Tuba! The biggest loser in school!" Tommy stated.

   "Look Tommy, I don't want any trouble, I just want a Vanilla."

   "Alright... Say, what's in your hand?"

   Tyson hadn't noticed before, but he still had some extra fliers in his hand.

   "Oh, well I'm sort of... Running for school president." Tyson shyly replied. Tommy only stared for a short period of time before laughing so loud, the Arctic had at least 4 avalanches occur.

   Tyson felt his eyes swelling up with tears. Mucus started spilling out of his mouth and got all over Tommy.

   "WHAT THE ****?" Tommy shouted.

   Tyson started bawling, running home. He never wanted to be seen again. Unfortunately, school is required to be attended to, so he was forced to return to the devil building, only to find all of his posters to have been defaced. He didn't know what to do. His life was over. He had no friends, the love of his life was with the biggest jerk in the world, and he has become the laughing stock of the school. Could it get any worse?

   Seconds felt like hours, hours felt like years, years felt like centuries, centuries felt like millenias. Everything was a shade of Grey. Then, all of the sudden the microphone came on.

   "Attention students! The election has finally come to an end... The school president is..."

   Tyson looked at all the stares coming toward Tommy.

   "Tyson the Tuba!"

   The class erupted. He had never felt so alive. Tommy was awestruck. Suddenly out of nowhere, Tami the Tuba gave him a big kiss.

   "Can I be your first lady?" Tami asked sweetly.

  "Aww hell yeeeeee!"

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Modification Help / OnPlayerWithItemTouch?

« on: February 01, 2011, 07:17:46 PM »

Okay guys, so I am wondering if I could get some help on an event.
What I want it to basically do is find out what item the player is holding. If the item is related to

Code: [Select]

"datablock ItemData", 1);
then it would do whatever the player schedules it to do with the other event, onPlayerWithItemTouched.

What I have so far, which isn't much...

Code: [Select]

registerInputEvent("OnItemTouch", "Self", "datablock ItemData", 1);

Haha :) any help would be much appreciated. I suck at scripting events.

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Modification Help / Call of Duty Mod NEED HELP!

« on: January 28, 2011, 09:23:33 AM »

Hey everyone, I have 2 questions.

First off I wanted to make a Call of Duty sort of mod. I made it so if you killed someone, in the center of your screen it says +50. Well, that didn't work.

Also for my 2nd questions, I was wondering what the coding was for resetting a mini-game. You can find my most likely failed attempt at it at line 93.

Code: [Select]

package Cod
{
function gameConnection::onDeath(%client, %killerPlayer, %killer, %damageType, %a)
{
Parent::onDeath(%client, %killerPlayer, %killer, %damageType, %a);

if(1 == 1)
{
if(%client.kills >= 1)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
%client.kills=0;
%killer.kills++;
if(%killer.kills == 2)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 3)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 4)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 5)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 6)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 7)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 8)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 9)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 10)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 11)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 12)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 13)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 14)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 15)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 16)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 17)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills == 18)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills >= 19)
{
centerPrint(%client, "<color:FFFFFF>+<color:00FF00>50", 2);
}
else if(%killer.kills >= 20)
{
messageAll('',"<color:FFFF00>"@%killer.name@"<color:FFFFFF> got the nuke!");
}
else if(%killer.kills >= 20)
{
resetMinigame;
}
activatePackage(Cod);