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My Bio
2d Illustrator with background in vectors, photoshop, and Painter.

Favourite Visual Artist
Frank Frazetta
Favourite Movies
Starship Troopers, Dune, Aliens
Favourite TV Shows
Star Trek TNG, Babylon 5`
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Disturbed, Frank Klepacki
Favourite Books
Dune, Breakout
Favourite Writers
Robert Heinlein
Favourite Games
Alien Vs Predator 2, Command and Conquer
Favourite Gaming Platform
PC
Tools of the Trade
Photoshop, Adobe Illustrator, Corel Painter
Other Interests
Prop Making, Video Gaming

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CQB Playlist

Close Combat based playlist.
Team and FFA variants of Slayer, with some objective. Limited to fast, tactical maps and games.

Slayer Settings
Global:
110% Player Speed
110% Player Damage
110% Shield Recharge

FFA:
Active Radar, 15m Range
3 Second Respawn
SMG Primary Weapon, No secondary

Team:
No Radar
3 Second Respawn

CQB Team King of the Hill:
Fixed rotation
2 Minute Hill

CQB FFA Krazy King:
Random Rotation
1 Minute Hill

CQB Team Oddball:
200 Points to win

Maps:

CQB The Pit
CQB Cold Storage
CQB Blackout
CQB Blocked Out
CQB Construct
CQB Ghost Town
CQB Highground
Louis Untermeyer, ed. (1885–1977). Modern American Poetry. 1919.

Alan Seeger. 1888–1916

121. "I Have a Rendezvous with Death"

I HAVE a rendezvous with Death
At some disputed barricade,
When Spring comes back with rustling shade
And apple-blossoms fill the air—
I have a rendezvous with Death 5
When Spring brings back blue days and fair.

It may be he shall take my hand
And lead me into his dark land
And close my eyes and quench my breath—
It may be I shall pass him still. 10
I have a rendezvous with Death
On some scarred slope of battered hill,
When Spring comes round again this year
And the first meadow-flowers appear.

God knows 'twere better to be deep 15
Pillowed in silk and scented down,
Where love throbs out in blissful sleep,
Pulse nigh to pulse, and breath to breath,
Where hushed awakenings are dear...
But I've a rendezvous with Death 20
At midnight in some flaming town,
When Spring trips north again this year,
And I to my pledged word am true,
I shall not fail that rendezvous.