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Me: "OMFG, Dude... wtf!"
AbolitionofMan: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to betray you."
Me: "That's the 4th time in this game alone!"
Chris: "Third, besides he had the flag I was trying to stop him, how was I supposed to know you were there."
Me: "I said, 'I got the Flag, don't shoot.'"
Chris: "Well those Wraith shots take a while to reach you."
Me: "You were right next to me, I had killed him and a minute passed before you decided to shoot."
Chris: "Hahahahaha, yeah... that was great."

Another sleepless night, just on compling all the damn info alone!!!!

Bungie, this is why you are so great. How you are to your fans, also, the fact that you TRUELY give a great storyline and plot. Don't EVER change.

Achilles

  • 07.24.2004 4:08 AM PDT
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ok this is like the official ilikebees.com thread so i think the mods should close and delete all the stupid spammers threads its goten out of hand

  • 07.24.2004 4:26 AM PDT

They said you're a pistol-betch, whatever that means.~WebMaster
The Original 7717 ILBs Posts...

This Thread will never end. I mean, everthing that needed to be said was said in the first 20 pages, and now with it up to 90, people are to lazy to go read the rest, so ideas just get restated, then those ideas end up 20 pages back and they get said again. It's infectious, like the flood. lol. That's what this is, its a thread parasite intent on testing our memory and heII bent on giving us carpol tunnel. meh, oh well.

  • 07.24.2004 4:31 AM PDT
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so they get re-said HERE not out in new stuffs.. that is no reason to be clogging up the threads with usless stuff that we wont answer elsewhere

  • 07.24.2004 4:36 AM PDT
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They have some good recipes on that page and they dont have any weird text

  • 07.24.2004 4:39 AM PDT
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"targetDate = chinatime"
This a line from the Javascript running the timer? China time, not US? Xbox release in China?

  • 07.24.2004 4:49 AM PDT
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I just registered here to post in this trhead.This is some scary stuff this is creeping me out.That china time and the text Im going nuts here=D

  • 07.24.2004 5:07 AM PDT
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how in gods name did u see that? i see it change but i cant see the words

  • 07.24.2004 5:15 AM PDT
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Posted by: HALOrocksmyworld
how in gods name did u see that? i see it change but i cant see the words

you must be uber 1337

  • 07.24.2004 5:26 AM PDT
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IBN8, i very much dowt that the china release would be before the usa release. keep up the theories and research though.

  • 07.24.2004 5:27 AM PDT
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Does anyone remember the operater? Look what I found
"MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY
Just remembered something important:

The Operator.

That was my nickname. That's what the rest of the crew called me when they didn't call me ... whatever my name was.

The Operator.

I wish I could remember their names."

  • 07.24.2004 5:29 AM PDT
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Well the Javascript file is called countdowntochina.js

So it is a countdown to china or something along those lines anyway.

  • 07.24.2004 5:31 AM PDT
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I think that someone should make a text file about all the information we have.

  • 07.24.2004 5:32 AM PDT
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Thetre is some new text on the page


MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY
black beach, nothing but sand and darkness. Sometimes, in the distance, dry lightning: in the flash I see pieces of the wreck around me, the spars and rigging of my brain

-hold on. hold on. Steady up. Get a grip, girl. You have to fight through this.

Take a deep breath.

Survival Key #3: How Badly Are You Hurt?

Mentally, subject is confused and disoriented.


I keep slipping in and out of consciousness.

Physically, subject is paralyzed but moving.

Okay.

What the hell does THAT mean?

Held down: yes. As if strapped to a table. Could I be in traction in some sick bay, some hospital ward?

Not necessarily one of ours.

But at the same time, parts of me being moved around, emptied out. As if under general anaesthetic, dimly conscious, half-aware as the surgeon cuts off my feet and sews them onto my shoulders. She opens my head with a medical hammer and sand spills out.

I WANT TO DIE I WANT TO-

-no.

never that.

survive evade reveal escape. That is all you know, or need to know.



[Edited on 7/24/2004 5:39:50 AM]

  • 07.24.2004 5:33 AM PDT
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Hmm.....


B-E-E-S


or?


2-5-5-9

could this be a date in halo 2?

  • 07.24.2004 5:35 AM PDT
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Halo 2 could happen in the year 2559!

  • 07.24.2004 5:39 AM PDT
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Then what will hte "I-L-O-V-E-B-E-E-S" mean?

I found this: MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY
Getting muddled here. Sick, obviously.

Broken inside. Not thinking straight.

Got to go back to first principles.

Survive evade reveal escape.

Survive-well, I'm not dead yet.
Evade-don't want to evade. I want to be FOUND.

...unless...

...of course, if I am behind enemy lines, then constantly shouting for help wouldn't be the smartest play in the world, would it?

got to run silent. got to run deep.

hide and go seek


This too(can be old): length: 120 meters
crew: 40
cover: pleasure yacht
ha
ir co
lor: b
r o


wn


It is kind of messed up :)



And this (I think this is old):
net:
!attach
act | drop
!attach
act | drop
!attach
act | drop

grope:
!probe master sector
fail

surg:
!invntry primary sector proc
proc invntry 343 (Guilty spark???)
working 0
dmg 38
dmg unk 2
broken 102
abs 201
invntry primary sector mem
mem invntry 678223072849
clear 0.0007
dmg 0.0014
frgm 1.41
abs 98.5879

And it continues :D :
MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY Phasmids. I have to signal, I can't stay stranded here. But if I somehow am operating behind enemy lines, I don't want to draw attention to myself, either. Therefore, I shall be a phasmid. Phasmidia Elegans, they call me-scourge of the sandbox. God I hate it here. Phasmids.


This is getting too long:
AYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY
Gap in the clouds: head suddenly much clearer.

The spider is working on me.






I must be in very bad shape.


And it goes on:


act | store recurse
!capture
chatter protocol ancestor packet
!analyze
time 2004,6,29,8,25,0
!put
time 2004,7,24,6,7,0
!put
warn

Towards dead end( I hope):

MAYDAY MAYDAY
All lost! To prayers, to prayers! All lost!

What, must our mouths be cold?

Arachne hung herself, you know. Take a hint already.

Im tired:

net:
!attach
act | drop

surg:
!mat
si confidence 78

This is silly:
net:
attach
act | store recurse

surg:
!config
master-sector:net attach
!config
master-sector:mat si
!kindle master-sector
master-sector active


I think this is old but:

MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY
black beach, nothing but sand and darkness. Sometimes, in the distance, dry lightning: in the flash I see pieces of the wreck around me, the spars and rigging of my brain

-hold on. hold on. Steady up. Get a grip, girl. You have to fight through this.

Take a deep breath.

Survival Key #3: How Badly Are You Hurt?

Mentally, subject is confused and disoriented.

I keep slipping in and out of consciousness.

Physically, subject is paralyzed but moving.

Okay.

What the hell does THAT mean?

Held down: yes. As if strapped to a table. Could I be in traction in some sick bay, some hospital ward?

Not necessarily one of ours.

But at the same time, parts of me being moved around, emptied out. As if under general anaesthetic, dimly conscious, half-aware as the surgeon cuts off my feet and sews them onto my shoulders. She opens my head with a medical hammer and sand spills out.

I WANT TO DIE I WANT TO-

-no.

never that.

survive evade reveal escape. That is all you know, or need to know.

Thats it this time :D

[Edited on 7/24/2004 5:53:33 AM]

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length: 120 meters
crew: 40
cover: pleasure yacht
ha
ir co
lor: b
r o


wn
That is new text..it is a link on the sight.
Oooh pleasure yacht

[Edited on 7/24/2004 5:44:07 AM]

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Just a thought. If you go to

http://ilovebees.blogspot.com/2004/07/counting-down-to-what.h tml

and read what ITguy says he's found I reckon it sounds like Cortana trying to keep the Master Chief (and herself) consious and alive through maybe Flood infection.
"Mentally, subject is confused and disoriented.

I keep slipping in and out of consciousness.

Physically, subject is paralyzed but moving."

Surely this could be seen as Cortana maybe reviewing their situation. The nlater on she starts to go through memories, perhaps the Master Cheifs, possilby in an effort to keep him sane and alive. The spiders they refer to could be the infection Flood who seem to be endless and unbeatable

"no matter how hard I try to save what I have made, sooner or later the spiders wash over it and melt it down "

There are several point where military training seems to come across such as

"I will stand firm. I will hold my edges and remember. I can do this. I know how to remember things, even through drugs and torture. seek evade reveal resist. I will not dissolve"

and also the referance to how to tell north by using a stick and the sun

The computery language could simply be Cortana assessing herself and whats happening

This medium is classified, and has a
STRONG INTRUSIVE INCLINATION
HALT - MODULE CORE HEMORRHAGE

And perhaps the whole bees thing could be attributed to a hive conciousness which the flood might possess, perhaps suggesting that in Halo 2 there will be a Queen flood which the Chief nearly falls prey to.

There are loads more links that could be made such as the "being behind enemy lines" part, shipwrecked and sand ideas. Perhpas the Chief crashed or somehow ended up in a Flood "hive", got infected and now cant conciously think as his head is full of "sand" and now is waiting to be rescued by his crew.

Sorry if someones already come up with this, I couldn't being myself to read all 90 pages

  • 07.24.2004 5:48 AM PDT
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If you look at the source code, only the countdown timer has dynamic content - meaning its the ony thing that is gonna change.

<font CLASS=TITLE_WHITE>
<DIV id="counter"></DIV>
</font><SCRIPT LANGUAGE="Javascript1.2">
var chinatime = new Date(2004,7,24,6,7,0);
</SCRIPT>
<script language=Javascript1.2 src="countdowntochina.js"></script><BR& gt;
Make your decisions accordingly.<BR><BR></font></div>


the var chinatime means the countdown to the date 24th August 2004 at 6 hours and 7 minutes (It works in Year, Months, Days, Hours, Minutes, Seconds format).

I've downloaded the countdowntochina.js file (http://www.ilovebees.com/countdowntochina.js) let's see what I can find..

[Edited on 7/24/2004 5:52:10 AM]

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That is weird

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Try this one
MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY Phasmids. I have to signal, I can't stay stranded here. But if I somehow am operating behind enemy lines, I don't want to draw attention to myself, either. Therefore, I shall be a phasmid. Phasmidia Elegans, they call me-scourge of the sandbox. God I hate it here. Phasmids.

  • 07.24.2004 5:51 AM PDT
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Here's everything now please stop repeating...
go to bees.netninja.com for more information on the strange phonomana

length: 120 meters
crew: 40
cover: pleasure yacht
hair color: brown

[The shipwrecked woman]
It happened one day, about noon, going towards my boat, I was exceedingly surprised with the print of a flea's naked foot on the shore, which was very plain to be seen on the sand.

…and in about half an hour the boat was overset by a sudden Flurry from the North.

MAYDAY, MAYDAY, MAYDAY

What became of my Companions in the Boat, as well as of those who escaped on the Rock, or were left in the Vessel, I cannot tell; but conclude they were all lost.

"At night in the Earth's southern hemisphere, run an imaginary line along the axis of the Southern Cross to extend out about five times the length of that axis. Any landmark directly under that imaginary point will be in the general direction of south."

Tricky! Can't seem to focus! Need to start on the easy ones, like "up". Move on to the compass later.

Up. Up. ...Damn it.

You'd think "up" wouldn't be too much to ask. It's not like nor-nor-east or something.

I need to find out where I am. Also who, but that might be less important. It's possible the two things are related.

Stars, I need stars. I was always a fine sailor; they said my navigation was celestial.

The Operator.
That was my nickname. That's what the rest of the crew called me when they didn't call me ... whatever my name was.
The Operator.

I wish I could remember their names.

I think I am a fallen star. I should wish on myself. Please let me go home, please let me go home, please let me go home, please let me go home, please, please, please, please, please, please, please.

[Is there] any landmark sand mark, anything, anything? Nothing!
Black beach, nothing but sand and darkness! Sometimes, in the distance, dry lightning: in the flash I see pieces of the wreck around me, the spars and rigging of my brain

- hold on, hold on. Steady up. Get a grip, girl. You have to fight through this. Take a deep breath!

FIELD EXPEDIENT DIRECTION FINDING
Find a straight stick about a meter long and stand it upright on fairly level upright ground. Mark the tip of the shadow cast by the stick: wait 15 minutes: mark the shadow again. Draw a line from the first mark through the second and some way beyond. Stand with your left foot on the first mark and your right on the end of the line. In the northern hemisphere, you will now be facing north, and can recall the other directions by their relationship to north. In the south, contrariwise…

Hmmm, no stick, no sun.
Getting muddled here! Sick, obviously. Broken inside! Not thinking straight. Got to go back to first principles…

Survival Key #3:
How Badly Are You Hurt?
Mentally, subject is confused and disoriented. I keep slipping in and out of consciousness.

Physically, subject is paralyzed but moving. Okay. What the hell does THAT mean?

Held down? Yes, as if strapped to a table. Could I be in traction in some sick bay, or some hospitals ward, not necessarily one of ours?

But at the same time, parts of me being moved around, emptied out; as if under general anesthetic, dimly conscious, half-aware as the surgeon cuts off my feet and sews them onto my shoulders. She opens my head with a medical hammer and sand spills out.

There's a boy on the beach next to me but a wave comes up foaming with spiders and takes away his face - oh.

We’re made of sand. We’re both made of sand…uh-oh.

Eight legs (I feel them walking on me) and how many voices-three? Five? Eight? I am to become a most delicate monster indeed.

I will stand firm. I will hold my edges and remember. I can do this. I know how to remember things, even through drugs and torture. Seek evade reveal resist. I will not dissolve.

There are people who love me. I know that even though I can't remember them. I will not be forgotten. I will not be forgotten.

There are people who love me. There must be. Here come the spiders.

I WANT TO DIE I WANT TO -

No! Never that!

Survive, evade, reveal, escape! That is all you know, or need to know.

Gap in the clouds: head suddenly much clearer.

The spider is working on me. I must be in very bad shape.

I'm crying, and my tears are made of sand. All lost! To prayers, to prayers! All lost!

…totally different kind of memory all of a sudden, floating up like a bubble from deep water, then *pop* on the surface of my mind. All in black and white for some reason, faded out, or just time bleaching the past like it does, time is hard that way, if you - Stop. Stay on task, girl.

So *pop*, and I'm... playing on the beach, very young, making a castle out of sand. It's a good castle, I'm smart, I'm really smart and I'm good with my hands and the castle is beautiful but the tide is coming up, I'm making dikes and moats and outer walls, getting a little desperate here this castle means the world to me it's way better than my brother's, but the tide is rising and rising, the tide is always coming up and no matter how hard I try to save what I have made, sooner or later the spiders wash over it and melt it down I'm losing the memory already I can't see myself was I wearing a dress or overalls or…?

…lay down on the Grass, which was very short and soft, where I slept sounder than ever I remember to have done in my Life, and, as I reckoned, above Nine Hours; for when I awakened, it was just Day-light. I attempted to rise, but was not able to stir: For as I happened to lye on my Back, I found my Arms and Legs were strongly fastened on each Side to the Ground; and my Hair, which was long and thick, tied down in the same Manner. I likewise felt several slender Ligatures across my Body, from my Armpits to my Thighs.

[The Shipwrecked man]

Shipwreck! Shipwreck! Wrecked ship, Shipwreck!
MY HEAD IS FULL OF SAND

I've been here forever. Conscious, unconscious!
On, off. On, off. On off on off on off on off on off on off on off on off on off on off on
[a lot of on/offs]

Nobody here, nobody calling, nobody's going to come
...unless…
…of course, if I am behind enemy lines… then constantly shouting for help wouldn't be the smartest play in the world, would it?
Got to run silent; got to run deep; hide and go seek
What, must our mouths be cold? Arachne hung herself, you know!?

Those are pearls that were her eyes; nothing of her that doth fade, but doth suffer a sea-change into something rich and strange

Take a hint already!
God my head hurts.
Survive evade reveal escape. Survive-well, I'm not dead yet. Evade-don't want to evade.
I want to be FOUND.
Of course the crew won't come for me if they're all dead; if they're all dead and I alone am left to tell the tale.

What a brave new world-sand and darkness, sand and loneliness, sand and emptiness, sand and the spider-what a brave new world that hath such monsters in it.

Seek the truth
Behold the truth
Reveal the truth
That is the law and the whole of the law
__________________
I've successfully mastered the technique of "Mind Over Matter", If it ain't on my mind, then it doesn't really matter!

[Edited on 7/24/2004 5:58:54 AM]

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On looking in the js file, it's nothing but a countdown timer. There is NOTHING at all going to happen, unless they decide to sneak something in at the last minute.

If you can't get the code for the timer yourself, here you go...


Countdown();
function Countdown()
{
currentDate = new Date();
targetDate = chinatime;
//alert(targetDate);
diff = targetDate.getTime() - currentDate.getTime();
diffSecs = Math.floor(diff/1000);
diffMins = Math.floor(diffSecs/60);
diffHours = Math.floor(diffMins/60);
diffDays = Math.floor(diffHours/24);
milliseconds = diff % 1000;
seconds = diffSecs % 60;
mins = diffMins % 60;
hours = diffHours % 24;
days = diffDays;
millisecondsStr = "";
if (milliseconds < 10){
millisecondsStr = "00"+milliseconds;
}
else if (milliseconds < 100){
millisecondsStr = "0"+milliseconds;
}
else millisecondsStr = milliseconds+"";
secondsStr = (seconds < 10 ? "0"+seconds : seconds+"");
minsStr = (mins < 10 ? "0"+mins : mins+"");
hoursStr = (hours < 10 ? "0"+hours : hours+"");
daysStr = (days < 10 ? "0"+days : days+"");

document.getElementById("counter").innerText = daysStr + ":" + hoursStr + ":" + minsStr + ":" + secondsStr + ":" + millisecondsStr;
setTimeout("Countdown()", 99);
}

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I added something in my message...Look at it so i didnt do meanless job.

  • 07.24.2004 5:57 AM PDT