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As timo said, don't worry its nothing to worry about This is caused by the download being interrupted and missing a small (or large) section of the file, corrupting it if it is an archive, whereas this is less likely to affect a picture or music. Missing a section of a file is usually caused by downloading too many files at once (mostly if they're on the same server) or an interruption in your internet connection ~Doom

Oops @Telari, you posted while I was writing mine Motorhead - Hell On Earth Carpathian Forest - Doomed To Walk The Earth As Slaves Of The Living Dead Try saying that if you're drunk ~Doom

Better than that, its the DOS version of dungeon keeper (Oh dungeon keeper is amazing, its a shame I lost the Deeper Dungeons though ) (Oh, and DK2 just doesn't compare, it's also installed anyway though ) Dungeon Keeper gold is available as abandonware now, although HOTU has been abandoned (ironic) so I dunno where you could get it ~Doom P.S. Also about the theme I use, I think I should say, it also comes with a new windows vista style mouse set, and redone windows sounds and icons

Background: SpectrumOfTheSky courtesy of Timo and InterfaceLIFT Theme: Royale Remixed by ~oddbasket on deviantart, in Royale Noir Style ~Doom

Uriah Keep - Lady In Black Keep Of Kalessin - The Black Uncharted ~Doom

It is but its "experimental", so you need a mozilla account ~Doom

The.....hypnotic.....powah....its.....too....much.... Nice work dude, the rabbits wonderfully psychedelic ~Doom P.S. Gogo, has your colour come out in the wash

And what do you mean nobody cares Sorry about your cat(s) dude, its always sad to lose a friend even if its feline I hope it wasnt something so stupid as human error ~Tim

Nightwish - The Carpenter Arcturus - To Those Who Dwellest In The Night ~Doom

Quantum Of Solace! It was good, but meh, the first Daniel Craig one is better (Casino Royale) mostly because this is mostly a continuation of Casino Royale ~Doom

Richard O'Brien - Time Warp Iron Maiden - Caught Somewhere In Time ~Doom

Amon Amarth - God, His Son And Holy Addict Therion - Son Of The Staves Of Time ~Doom

Eminem - Sing for the Moment My Dying Bride - For You ~Doom

Wacken? Windir - Kong Hydnes Haug ~Doom

Don't Fear The Reaper ~ Blue Oyster Cult -> Carpathian Forest - He's Turning Blue Can you believe I couldn't find ONE song title with reaper in amongst all the metal I have, lots about death etc, just not the reaper This game should be funny, good find Todd ~Doom

Hey tips, are you running the high detail textures pack on that, I think it fulfills all the requirements ~Doom

Why don't you give me that ticket, you don't need it Go on, you know you want to Eluveitie - Slanias Song ~Doom

I'll go see metallica in February! Forest Silence - Bringer of Storm ~Doom

with mashed potatoes, gravy and cranberry sauce? Definitely, and I've been pumpkin for 3 days now, I must be a huge pumpkin not to have been eaten yet ~Doom

What oh no! Don't eat me! ~Doom

Hail Lord Pumpkin-g

I guess I'm just feelin' a lil' bit pumpkin today... FEAR MY PUMPKIN-GNESS! ~Doom

The house was built on a small mound a little back from a winding lane. The once-white paint was faded and peeling, leaving gaps where the warped boards showed through. The shutters hung loose and clattered when the wind blew. Panes were broken or missing from many of the windows. The chimney was at an odd angle and the roof was missing several dozen shingles. The young couple saw it as a fixer-upper. A place to raise their three-year-old son. The seller did not bother to mention its history. . . . Built 120 years ago by an aristocratic family that had come over from England. Small marks of good workmanship, though weathered and now old, still showed. The door was solid oak and weather-stained, with small inset windows and a handle that looked large enough for a giant to use. Stories had it that the Vondarks were hard working but curious people. They had built and owned the morgue, and had also built the town's cemetery which many out of towners noticed was strangely large and perhaps out of proportion to this very small New England town. And there were other, more stranger stories about the Vondarks as well... Some said that people had seen strange shadows and heard the most outlandish noises when they came near the House when it was still occupied by the VonDarks. There was one man who was supposedly driven mad after he had gone to deliver a strange, damp, package one night, all that he had supposedly said since that point were insane mutterings about "chaos, claws tentacles, and eyes, too many eyes." Although this was never proved to have occured, people began avoiding the house, until one day, it was suddenly and mysteriously empty. Since that time, the house had lain empty and decaying, that is until the young family had moved in... Starting in the Spring, the young couple worked every weekend on renovating and updating the house. Chimney straightened, roof re-shingled, windows replaced, interior and exterior re-painted. By the Fall, the place had regained its former glory. In late October, the family moved in. There were a few oddities remaining. The stairs going down to a non-existent cellar, the door in the back of the pantry that did not open, and the way the front door squeaked no matter how much the lock and hinges were oiled. But these were minor things to the young family, at least at first . . . However several weeks after they had moved in strange things began to happen, indescrible, yet disturbing noises could be heard from behind where the cellar door should have been, yet this was only the beginning... Over the next week the incidents became more chilling by the day, food in the pantry was found rotted, with huge, bizarre not quite maggots crawling in and out of the gap beneath the locked door, and a strange, alien smell pervaded the pantry and kitchen. On the sunday of that week, the most disturbing and impossible event yet occured, the couple's sons room began to stink of rotting flesh, but that was not all, the walls became covered in dark stains that seemed to form some characters of some odd and alien language that were chaotic and random seeming and yet somehow hinted at an incomprehensible and throughly alien geometry. These eldritch symbols were sickening and disturbing to behold and the family's cat seemed to be in mortal terror of them. However, these horrific events only hinted at what lay in store for the young family.... Carrie could take it no longer. This night the appearance and stench of the fowl house was particularly unbearable. She exclaimed to Micheal that she needed to step outside for a moment. Micheal grunted in acknowledgement, his attention fixed on the t.v. Throwing on a sweater and scarf she grabbed the door handle and tried to turn it. The handle was wrought with rust it seemed and refused to give. Out of frustration Carrie jammed hard on the handle. Hearing a *click* she huffed, threw open the door and then... Shrieked. With great shock she stumbled backwards onto the floor. Micheal immediately jumped up off the couch and while moving quickly to her asked what the matter was. Her eyes moved towards the open door. Onto the figure that stood before her. A dark cloaked figure waited patiently. Micheal looked up at the dark figure in surprise while helping Carrie to her feet and said "Uh, hello?". The figure took a step closer and spoke. "May I come in... To use your phone. My name is... Mather Von Dark." The baby began to cry... The man was huge, fully eight foot tall, with a strange, unplacable accent, yet there was something subtly wrong about him, he somehow seemed to be the wrong shape, but there didn't seem to be any reason for this, he was very thin, but this was no reason for the subtle perversion that his form seemed to possess. However, something was most certainly wrong about his eyes, instead of white, his eyes were a very pale sickly green with huge black pupils. He stooped as he entered the porch, and stood awaiting a reply, after some tense minutes he again asked for access to the telephone, this time the terrified Carrie managed to squeak a response, and went to fetch the phone. She returned, and Mather tore the phone from her grasp, and quickly dialled a very long and complex number. The phone connected instantly, which was strange in itself, but then, those same noises that had been emanating from the cellar, began to be heard on the phone, but louder than ever before... Marther dropped the phone, which began to melt, although the horrific, alien noises did not cease as it melted, and with and unearthly scream he shouted , "YOU HAVE MY CREATURES HERE!" Before leaving the house, leaving only a dank fluid, and a smell of rotting flesh...

Eluveitie - Of Fire, Wind And Wisdom ~Doom

which ravaged Nottinghamshire