XiaNaphryz
LATIN, MATRIPEDICABUS, DO YOU SPEAK IT
You haven't been paying attention have you? :lolLordPhoque said:Is this kind of post allowed ? I mean it's the comparison thread, not the "let's all troll about GT/Forza thread", amirite ?
You haven't been paying attention have you? :lolLordPhoque said:Is this kind of post allowed ? I mean it's the comparison thread, not the "let's all troll about GT/Forza thread", amirite ?
Is it the Blu-Ray or TEH Cell?? Or is it the 7600GT?Redbeard said:As I said before it's not Turn 10's fault - it's a hardware limitation.
imtehman said:i think his serious tone is indicative of how passionate he is about the ps3 and GT5. props to him
Cheeto said:Is it the Blu-Ray or TEH Cell?? Or is it the 7600GT? or is it the GREAT SCOTTS MARTY, we've somehow slipped into the year 2006
Cheeto said:Is it the Blu-Ray or TEH Cell?? Or is it the 7600GT?
jaypah said:props? that's a fucking cry for help! Yamauchi ain't passionate as that guy.
elrechazao said:But 3 is a better number than 5, and orange is better than black.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4mZMClPxpkknib95 said:Does anyone have a link to a HD version of that Italia tribute vid?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sh4bppsyTI8nib95 said:Does anyone have a link to a HD version of that Italia tribute vid?
Redbeard said:As I said before it's not Turn 10's fault - it's a hardware limitation.
Dreams-Visions said:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4mZMClPxpkk
...and the song in the GT5 video is
"Just one Second / Freenote" the Apex Remix.
Artist: London Electricity / Zinc
Album: Assassin: Volume One
also found here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=McSGpUJv0fQ
true story. still...epic fanboy circle jerking.elrechazao said:Yeah, no way to tell that might happen by actually...reading the thread title :lol
No worries, the mods have a plan for this thread. Remember the GTA4 comparison thread?AZ Greg said:Wait, so we can use the least flattering shots of these games to take shots at their respective consoles ala Redbeard now?
Looking forward to this thread devolving to RSX vs. Xenos, Cell vs. Xenon, etc... in the next 24 hours.
chopstick said:http://talkplaystation.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/gt5prologuegm5.jpg[IMG]
Real time damage/deformation simulation.[/QUOTE]
I think that picture was revealed to being fake before damage was actually shown at E3.
Redbeard said:Once you accept it's a hardware limitation then it becomes easier to accept why FM3 looks considerably worse than GT5.
And as I said before it's no fault of the developers I'm sure Turn 10 could have achieved 1080p and 16 cars had Forza 3 been on PS3.
KHarvey16 said:Ever get tired of losing?
Yes its fake. Its a photoshoped screenshot made by a user from GTPlanet.jett said:I think that picture was revealed to being fake before damage was actually shown at E3.
Redbeard said:Once you accept it's a hardware limitation then it becomes easier to accept why FM3 looks considerably worse than GT5P (let alone GT5).
And as I said before it's no fault of the developers I'm sure Turn 10 could have achieved 1080p and 16 cars had Forza 3 been on PS3.
EmCeeGramr said:Redbeard blinks. It couldn't be. But it is. Staring at the other cars on the street, he can clearly tell. They are low-poly and jaggy. Terrible lighting. But this is real-life. Shaking, his hands grip the wheel as he notices the incredible lighting and texturing on his car's interior. So perfect. So beautiful.
The Forza cars drive by, inferior, ugly. They show no respect. Redbeard's knuckles are white as he grasps the wheel even harder, his teeth grinding together. How dare they. How dare they be so insolent. People are beginning to honk, for the light is green. Redbeard cares not. The fools have probably never seen more than 8 cars on a road at once. Idiots. Morons. Pieces of fucking shit. He knows what he must do.
Redbeard slams on the accelerator as his car barrels through the real world at 1080p. It's more beautiful than the old reality could ever be. But it is polluted and defiled. The pollutants must be eliminated. Redbeard slams his car into the Forzashits at high speed and watches as the crumple and roll over like the scum they are. His wheels grind up their cages and their drivers' bones. He turns his eyes towards the sidewalk. Horrified onlookers scream at the godly Car that can attack others and simply bounce off. But to Redbeard, they all have the laughing face of Evil Fucker Che Chou. He takes off towards them, too fast for Che's pathetic feet. Cheblood for the Dark Lord Kazunori. His car, no, HE, he and his car are one, absorbs the Cheblood and combusts the Cheblood and expels fumes of Cheblood and the smell of the burnt Cheblood reaches Kazunori in the high plain of Polyphony and He is most pleased at His servant. More and more blood.
The city is now a lake of blood and Redbeard is its pirate king, driving through the blood, taking in the offering to the master. Suddenly a bulge appears in the blood and what should burst from it in a sickening shower of crimson but a Chewhale, blowing lies and bullshots through its blowhole. Redbeard smiles. A worthy offering for the master. He glides through the blood now to strike down the abomination when it turns and opens its mouth. Inside is merely a massive tire with a perfect rim, with individually modeled lug nuts. Redbeard is frozen. No. No. No. His car disappears into the maw and the world and heavens are swallowed by the Chewhale.
He awakes with a scream. Redbeard looks around his room and the gleaming light of his PLAYSTATION 3 and PLAYSTATION 3 Slim assures him that it was just the dream again. It's becoming more and more frequent now. More real. Redbeard looks at the nightstand. His keys stare back at him.
"Soon, my master, soon."
That's what the thread is missing - the PC elitists championing "true racing sims." Unfortunately, I don't think there are many of those around here...maybe isamu can fill in?SuperEnemyCrab said:To bad both Turn 10 and DP don't make a PC version, can you imagine how much better it would be than on either console?
Yeah I went there =p
EmCeeGramr said:*The Tale of Redbeard*
bishoptl said:Game trolling vs console trolling. The differences are subtle, yet real.
bishoptl said:Game trolling vs console trolling. The differences are subtle, yet real.
XiaNaphryz said:That's what the thread is missing - the PC elitists championing "true racing sims." Unfortunately, I don't think there are many of those around here...maybe isamu can fill in?
XiaNaphryz said:Looks like ypo managed to get banned. Does that make the 2nd casualty?
jesus christ :lol :lolEmCeeGramr said:Redbeard blinks. It couldn't be. But it is. Staring at the other cars on the street, he can clearly tell. They are low-poly and jaggy. Terrible lighting. But this is real-life. Shaking, his hands grip the wheel as he notices the incredible lighting and texturing on his car's interior. So perfect. So beautiful.
The Forza cars drive by, inferior, ugly. They show no respect. Redbeard's knuckles are white as he grasps the wheel even harder, his teeth grinding together. How dare they. How dare they be so insolent. People are beginning to honk, for the light is green. Redbeard cares not. The fools have probably never seen more than 8 cars on a road at once. Idiots. Morons. Pieces of fucking shit. He knows what he must do.
Redbeard slams on the accelerator as his car barrels through the real world at 1080p. It's more beautiful than the old reality could ever be. But it is polluted and defiled. The pollutants must be eliminated. Redbeard slams his car into the Forzashits at high speed and watches as the crumple and roll over like the scum they are. His wheels grind up their cages and their drivers' bones. He turns his eyes towards the sidewalk. Horrified onlookers scream at the godly Car that can attack others and simply bounce off. But to Redbeard, they all have the laughing face of Evil Fucker Che Chou. He takes off towards them, too fast for Che's pathetic feet. Cheblood for the Dark Lord Kazunori. His car, no, HE, he and his car are one, absorbs the Cheblood and combusts the Cheblood and expels fumes of Cheblood and the smell of the burnt Cheblood reaches Kazunori in the high plain of Polyphony and He is most pleased at His servant. More and more blood.
The city is now a lake of blood and Redbeard is its pirate king, driving through the blood, taking in the offering to the master. Suddenly a bulge appears in the blood and what should burst from it in a sickening shower of crimson but a Chewhale, blowing lies and bullshots through its blowhole. Redbeard smiles. A worthy offering for the master. He glides through the blood now to strike down the abomination when it turns and opens its mouth. Inside is merely a massive tire with a perfect rim, with individually modeled lug nuts. Redbeard is frozen. No. No. No. His car disappears into the maw and the world and heavens are swallowed by the Chewhale.
He awakes with a scream. Redbeard looks around his room and the gleaming light of his PLAYSTATION 3 and PLAYSTATION 3 Slim assures him that it was just the dream again. It's becoming more and more frequent now. More real. Redbeard looks at the nightstand. His keys stare back at him.
"Soon, my master, soon."
this is in the top100 posts I've read on this forum and I've been here since 2001.Chinner said:you fukking chumps can argue over shit like forza 3 and gt5 all day long, but EVERY PERSON KNOWS that MARIO KART IS THE FUKKING BEST driving game ever. also i have proof that bishop is a scientologist.
picture of baby playing gt5/forza 3:
picture of babby playing mario kart:
also throwing in death to america
jett said:This thread is getting boring, let's end this shit already.
http://ps3media.ign.com/ps3/image/article/821/821431/gran-turismo-5-prologue-20070920030131071.jpg
/thread
Rody said:This is a stunning pic, but there isn't a single car on it that matters.
EmCeeGramr said:Redbeard blinks. It couldn't be. But it is. Staring at the other cars on the street, he can clearly tell. They are low-poly and jaggy. Terrible lighting. But this is real-life. Shaking, his hands grip the wheel as he notices the incredible lighting and texturing on his car's interior. So perfect. So beautiful.
The Forza cars drive by, inferior, ugly. They show no respect. Redbeard's knuckles are white as he grasps the wheel even harder, his teeth grinding together. How dare they. How dare they be so insolent. People are beginning to honk, for the light is green. Redbeard cares not. The fools have probably never seen more than 8 cars on a road at once. Idiots. Morons. Pieces of fucking shit. He knows what he must do.
Redbeard slams on the accelerator as his car barrels through the real world at 1080p. It's more beautiful than the old reality could ever be. But it is polluted and defiled. The pollutants must be eliminated. Redbeard slams his car into the Forzashits at high speed and watches as the crumple and roll over like the scum they are. His wheels grind up their cages and their drivers' bones. He turns his eyes towards the sidewalk. Horrified onlookers scream at the godly Car that can attack others and simply bounce off. But to Redbeard, they all have the laughing face of Evil Fucker Che Chou. He takes off towards them, too fast for Che's pathetic feet. Cheblood for the Dark Lord Kazunori. His car, no, HE, he and his car are one, absorbs the Cheblood and combusts the Cheblood and expels fumes of Cheblood and the smell of the burnt Cheblood reaches Kazunori in the high plain of Polyphony and He is most pleased at His servant. More and more blood.
The city is now a lake of blood and Redbeard is its pirate king, driving through the blood, taking in the offering to the master. Suddenly a bulge appears in the blood and what should burst from it in a sickening shower of crimson but a Chewhale, blowing lies and bullshots through its blowhole. Redbeard smiles. A worthy offering for the master. He glides through the blood now to strike down the abomination when it turns and opens its mouth. Inside is merely a massive tire with a perfect rim, with individually modeled lug nuts. Redbeard is frozen. No. No. No. His car disappears into the maw and the world and heavens are swallowed by the Chewhale.
He awakes with a scream. Redbeard looks around his room and the gleaming light of his PLAYSTATION 3 and PLAYSTATION 3 Slim assures him that it was just the dream again. It's becoming more and more frequent now. More real. Redbeard looks at the nightstand. His keys stare back at him.
"Soon, my master, soon."
Bail!Rody said:Holy shit, this thread is a trap.
EmCeeGramr said:
jaypah said:props? that's a fucking cry for help! Yamauchi ain't passionate as that guy.
whoa, dude....relax. this is supposed to be a fun thread, calm down man.
EmCeeGramr said:Redbeard blinks. It couldn't be. But it is. Staring at the other cars on the street, he can clearly tell. They are low-poly and jaggy. Terrible lighting. But this is real-life. Shaking, his hands grip the wheel as he notices the incredible lighting and texturing on his car's interior. So perfect. So beautiful.
The Forza cars drive by, inferior, ugly. They show no respect. Redbeard's knuckles are white as he grasps the wheel even harder, his teeth grinding together. How dare they. How dare they be so insolent. People are beginning to honk, for the light is green. Redbeard cares not. The fools have probably never seen more than 8 cars on a road at once. Idiots. Morons. Pieces of fucking shit. He knows what he must do.
Redbeard slams on the accelerator as his car barrels through the real world at 1080p. It's more beautiful than the old reality could ever be. But it is polluted and defiled. The pollutants must be eliminated. Redbeard slams his car into the Forzashits at high speed and watches as the crumple and roll over like the scum they are. His wheels grind up their cages and their drivers' bones. He turns his eyes towards the sidewalk. Horrified onlookers scream at the godly Car that can attack others and simply bounce off. But to Redbeard, they all have the laughing face of Evil Fucker Che Chou. He takes off towards them, too fast for Che's pathetic feet. Cheblood for the Dark Lord Kazunori. His car, no, HE, he and his car are one, absorbs the Cheblood and combusts the Cheblood and expels fumes of Cheblood and the smell of the burnt Cheblood reaches Kazunori in the high plain of Polyphony and He is most pleased at His servant. More and more blood.
The city is now a lake of blood and Redbeard is its pirate king, driving through the blood, taking in the offering to the master. Suddenly a bulge appears in the blood and what should burst from it in a sickening shower of crimson but a Chewhale, blowing lies and bullshots through its blowhole. Redbeard smiles. A worthy offering for the master. He glides through the blood now to strike down the abomination when it turns and opens its mouth. Inside is merely a massive tire with a perfect rim, with individually modeled lug nuts. Redbeard is frozen. No. No. No. His car disappears into the maw and the world and heavens are swallowed by the Chewhale.
He awakes with a scream. Redbeard looks around his room and the gleaming light of his PLAYSTATION 3 and PLAYSTATION 3 Slim assures him that it was just the dream again. It's becoming more and more frequent now. More real. Redbeard looks at the nightstand. His keys stare back at him.
"Soon, my master, soon."
jett said:This thread is getting boring, let's end this shit already.
/thread
EmCeeGramr said:Redbeard blinks. It couldn't be. But it is. Staring at the other cars on the street, he can clearly tell. They are low-poly and jaggy. Terrible lighting. But this is real-life. Shaking, his hands grip the wheel as he notices the incredible lighting and texturing on his car's interior. So perfect. So beautiful.
The Forza cars drive by, inferior, ugly. They show no respect. Redbeard's knuckles are white as he grasps the wheel even harder, his teeth grinding together. How dare they. How dare they be so insolent. People are beginning to honk, for the light is green. Redbeard cares not. The fools have probably never seen more than 8 cars on a road at once. Idiots. Morons. Pieces of fucking shit. He knows what he must do.
Redbeard slams on the accelerator as his car barrels through the real world at 1080p. It's more beautiful than the old reality could ever be. But it is polluted and defiled. The pollutants must be eliminated. Redbeard slams his car into the Forzashits at high speed and watches as the crumple and roll over like the scum they are. His wheels grind up their cages and their drivers' bones. He turns his eyes towards the sidewalk. Horrified onlookers scream at the godly Car that can attack others and simply bounce off. But to Redbeard, they all have the laughing face of Evil Fucker Che Chou. He takes off towards them, too fast for Che's pathetic feet. Cheblood for the Dark Lord Kazunori. His car, no, HE, he and his car are one, absorbs the Cheblood and combusts the Cheblood and expels fumes of Cheblood and the smell of the burnt Cheblood reaches Kazunori in the high plain of Polyphony and He is most pleased at His servant. More and more blood.
The city is now a lake of blood and Redbeard is its pirate king, driving through the blood, taking in the offering to the master. Suddenly a bulge appears in the blood and what should burst from it in a sickening shower of crimson but a Chewhale, blowing lies and bullshots through its blowhole. Redbeard smiles. A worthy offering for the master. He glides through the blood now to strike down the abomination when it turns and opens its mouth. Inside is merely a massive tire with a perfect rim, with individually modeled lug nuts. Redbeard is frozen. No. No. No. His car disappears into the maw and the world and heavens are swallowed by the Chewhale.
He awakes with a scream. Redbeard looks around his room and the gleaming light of his PLAYSTATION 3 and PLAYSTATION 3 Slim assures him that it was just the dream again. It's becoming more and more frequent now. More real. Redbeard looks at the nightstand. His keys stare back at him.
"Soon, my master, soon."
XiaNaphryz said:That's what the thread is missing - the PC elitists championing "true racing sims." Unfortunately, I don't think there are many of those around here...maybe isamu can fill in?
*faints*EmCeeGramr said:Redbeard blinks. It couldn't be. But it is. Staring at the other cars on the street, he can clearly tell. They are low-poly and jaggy. Terrible lighting. But this is real-life. Shaking, his hands grip the wheel as he notices the incredible lighting and texturing on his car's interior. So perfect. So beautiful.
The Forza cars drive by, inferior, ugly. They show no respect. Redbeard's knuckles are white as he grasps the wheel even harder, his teeth grinding together. How dare they. How dare they be so insolent. People are beginning to honk, for the light is green. Redbeard cares not. The fools have probably never seen more than 8 cars on a road at once. Idiots. Morons. Pieces of fucking shit. He knows what he must do.
Redbeard slams on the accelerator as his car barrels through the real world at 1080p. It's more beautiful than the old reality could ever be. But it is polluted and defiled. The pollutants must be eliminated. Redbeard slams his car into the Forzashits at high speed and watches as the crumple and roll over like the scum they are. His wheels grind up their cages and their drivers' bones. He turns his eyes towards the sidewalk. Horrified onlookers scream at the godly Car that can attack others and simply bounce off. But to Redbeard, they all have the laughing face of Evil Fucker Che Chou. He takes off towards them, too fast for Che's pathetic feet. Cheblood for the Dark Lord Kazunori. His car, no, HE, he and his car are one, absorbs the Cheblood and combusts the Cheblood and expels fumes of Cheblood and the smell of the burnt Cheblood reaches Kazunori in the high plain of Polyphony and He is most pleased at His servant. More and more blood.
The city is now a lake of blood and Redbeard is its pirate king, driving through the blood, taking in the offering to the master. Suddenly a bulge appears in the blood and what should burst from it in a sickening shower of crimson but a Chewhale, blowing lies and bullshots through its blowhole. Redbeard smiles. A worthy offering for the master. He glides through the blood now to strike down the abomination when it turns and opens its mouth. Inside is merely a massive tire with a perfect rim, with individually modeled lug nuts. Redbeard is frozen. No. No. No. His car disappears into the maw and the world and heavens are swallowed by the Chewhale.
He awakes with a scream. Redbeard looks around his room and the gleaming light of his PLAYSTATION 3 and PLAYSTATION 3 Slim assures him that it was just the dream again. It's becoming more and more frequent now. More real. Redbeard looks at the nightstand. His keys stare back at him.
"Soon, my master, soon."
A glorious game for a glorious race of gamer.ghst said:we've got trackmania 2. we take reality and make it better.