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Any post that get any warning please post in the right section next time or it will be deleted permanently next time & get yourself banned.
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Games World forum Chat thread
Sat Nov 24, 2012 12:56 pm by juney
Hello people ^_^
There will just be some rules i'm thinking no one would have problem such as:
1. No insulting or fighting, simply make it a peaceful thread
2. Respect each others opinions
For further rules here is the updated forum rules: http://www.gamesworldforum.net/t247-rules-and-regulations
Soooooo....lets make it a peaceful thread and have fun
There will just be some rules i'm thinking no one would have problem such as:
1. No insulting or fighting, simply make it a peaceful thread
2. Respect each others opinions
For further rules here is the updated forum rules: http://www.gamesworldforum.net/t247-rules-and-regulations
Soooooo....lets make it a peaceful thread and have fun
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♪ Game World Forum Attandance log ♪
Sun Jun 24, 2012 11:48 pm by juney
This forum is getting an Attendance-Logbook!
Members, let others know you dropped by on the forums!
FORMAT / RULES
1. Write in English!(No other language)
2. Copy and paste the previous persons post!
3. Add date, number and your name before you make your comment!
4. Keep this thread clean and watch your language!
5. Each member can only post ONCE A DAY in this thread!
6. NO SPAMMING in this thread!
Let's get started
Members, let others know you dropped by on the forums!
FORMAT / RULES
1. Write in English!(No other language)
2. Copy and paste the previous persons post!
3. Add date, number and your name before you make your comment!
4. Keep this thread clean and watch your language!
5. Each member can only post ONCE A DAY in this thread!
6. NO SPAMMING in this thread!
Let's get started
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changing of username/email thro administrator
Tue Jun 19, 2012 2:18 pm by jackson
Changing of username and email is available now. Below shown the price list of each availabe service.
The price for changing username is 800 GW Points.
The price for changing email thro administrator is 200 GW Points.
Kindly reply here if you wish to change the above mentioned items with the new name/email include in your reply.
The price for changing username is 800 GW Points.
The price for changing email thro administrator is 200 GW Points.
Kindly reply here if you wish to change the above mentioned items with the new name/email include in your reply.
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Moderators
Sun Sep 06, 2009 4:23 am by jackson
Congratulations to the following for being our moderators :-
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We are still looking for more moderators for this forum so still active and post well.
hpming
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We are still looking for more moderators for this forum so still active and post well.
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Ultimate/Platinum/Experience Member
Wed Oct 26, 2011 9:26 pm by jackson
From 24 June 2012 onwards, there will be new mask as given below
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New Games World Points and Reputation Points for Users
Sat Jun 16, 2012 2:05 pm by jackson
Games World Points in short GW Points is used for the Games World RPG Games.
We will announce the function later on.
Reputation Points is given through User to User if they found that the article is good or bad.
We will announce the function later on.
Reputation Points is given through User to User if they found that the article is good or bad.
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A Good Man Is Hard To Find
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A Good Man Is Hard To Find
Life is really looking up for Claire Truman. In a New York minute, she lands a plum job at a top publishing house, catapulting her out of editorial assistant status and tripling her salary. In the same stroke of good luck, Claire goes from loser magnet to girlfriend of her decade-long crush: the fabulously successful and gorgeous Randall Cox (who's a nice guy, to boot).
The perfect guy, the perfect job ... it seems like Claire's dreams are all falling neatly into place. Enter reality. It doesn't take long before Claire realizes she's working for the publishing world's most ruthless tyrant: the outrageously abusive Vivian Grant, a woman who churns out New York Times bestsellers with nearly the same frequency as she sends traumatized assistants flying out of her office in tears. Soon Claire is in staff meetings that feel more like war zones, at a book party thrown at a strip club, and watching Vivian run her employees into the ground and into discount Tiffany jewelry therapy.
As Claire's job steals more and more of her time and soul, her relationship with Randall begins to feel the strain. It doesn't help that Claire's been spending overtime with Luke Mayville, a handsome, brilliant novelist whose career she's helping to launch. With her love life at a crossroads and her work life driving her crazy, Claire can't help wondering if her future will have a happy ending. Her career may be on the fast track, but does she like where it's taking her ... and who she might turn into?
Exactly one year before my June 26 wedding day, I was curled up on my couch with a large pepperoni pizza, a half-empty pack of Marlboro Lights, the world's most comfortable blanket, and several hours of TiVO ahead of me.
Under normal circumstances, this lineup would've thrilled me. On another night, my pack of cigarettes would have been half-full. But tonight, even the prospect of watching Kiefer Sutherland save the world for six straight hours was of little solace. For starters, I was still fresh on the heels of an ugly breakup with my wannabe rock-star boyfriend, James. (In the interest of full disclosure, it was the final of four breakups, each one more obviously Tiffany bracelet necessary than the last.) That had me down.
But what had me out was a crisis of a professional nature. Just that afternoon, I'd gotten the crushing news that Jackson Mayville, my beloved boss at Peters and Pomfret (the top-tier New York book publishing house), my professional mentor during the five years since I'd graduated from college, would be hanging up his cleats this summer. He and his wife were moving down to Virginia to be closer to their grandkids. I probably should've guessed it was coming, but I've always been pretty bad at doing that. So, when Jackson gave me the news, I immediately misted up-embarrassing but very genuine tears.
"Aw, now. Don't do that. We'll still be in touch, my dear," Jackson had consoled me in his gentle Clintonian drawl, patting my head gently and offering me his handkerchief. He pulled me into an awkward half hug, his forehead wrinkling with paternal concern.
All of which, perhaps needless to say, did nothing to dry my tears. I tried to smile and act somewhat professional, but I couldn't pull it off. I was devastated. Jackson had been much more than a boss-he'd been a father figure for me since Dad passed away five years ago. Like Dad, Jackson radiated kindness and intelligence. Both men were tall, lanky, dashing (if not precisely handsome), with a thick shock of silver hair and a tendency to rail against the Way Things Were. Both had approached their work with unwavering devotion. Both were generous, emotional, sincere. Both adored their wives.
And both men made me feel ... well, loved. Many a Friday night, Jackson would find me working late and wave me into family dinners with his wife, Carie, and their teenage sons, Michael and Edward, the youngest of their brood of five. Sitting around the table in the kitchen-warm and toasty from the oven in which Carie had almost invariably Return to Tiffany heart tag charm bracelet burned the roast or the lasagna-made me feel I'd found a real home in New York City.
"I'll be okay," I gulped, my face still muffled by Jackson's Harris Tweed blazer.
Jackson and I first met at the tail end of my senior year of college. I'd stepped nervously into his office, crisp résumé in hand, and perched on the same worn leather couch that I'd cried on this afternoon. Graduation loomed just weeks away. I'd been able to nab a job offer from another big publisher-the result of many trips to New York City in Bea's beat-up station wagon-but when I managed to get a meeting with the legendary Jackson Mayville, I told the HR representative at the other company that I needed more time to consider my options. After all, it was Jackson Mayville. He'd edited some of the century's most important literary voices and was truly in a league of his own.
I'd known since girlhood that I wanted to be a book editor. By high school, I'd pore over the acknowledgments section of novels I loved, daydreaming that someday a brilliant talent might see me as the person who "made her book possible" or "enhanced every page with editorial wisdom and insight." Could I be the Maxwell Perkins to some future Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Wolfe? Learning the ropes from Jackson Mayville seemed like a great Tiffany jewelry first step.
And, as it turned out, it had been. Five years with Jackson had flown by, and I'd learned more from him than I'd ever imagined I would. Sure, it hadn't always been a bed of roses-professionally or personally. It'd been five years of struggling to make ends meet, weathering one failed relationship after another, watching friends settle into domestic bliss while I was still heating up Campbell's soup for one most nights of the week. But it'd also been five years of learning the ropes from a talented and generous mentor, kicking up my heels, savoring my independence. So it all evened out.
The perfect guy, the perfect job ... it seems like Claire's dreams are all falling neatly into place. Enter reality. It doesn't take long before Claire realizes she's working for the publishing world's most ruthless tyrant: the outrageously abusive Vivian Grant, a woman who churns out New York Times bestsellers with nearly the same frequency as she sends traumatized assistants flying out of her office in tears. Soon Claire is in staff meetings that feel more like war zones, at a book party thrown at a strip club, and watching Vivian run her employees into the ground and into discount Tiffany jewelry therapy.
As Claire's job steals more and more of her time and soul, her relationship with Randall begins to feel the strain. It doesn't help that Claire's been spending overtime with Luke Mayville, a handsome, brilliant novelist whose career she's helping to launch. With her love life at a crossroads and her work life driving her crazy, Claire can't help wondering if her future will have a happy ending. Her career may be on the fast track, but does she like where it's taking her ... and who she might turn into?
Exactly one year before my June 26 wedding day, I was curled up on my couch with a large pepperoni pizza, a half-empty pack of Marlboro Lights, the world's most comfortable blanket, and several hours of TiVO ahead of me.
Under normal circumstances, this lineup would've thrilled me. On another night, my pack of cigarettes would have been half-full. But tonight, even the prospect of watching Kiefer Sutherland save the world for six straight hours was of little solace. For starters, I was still fresh on the heels of an ugly breakup with my wannabe rock-star boyfriend, James. (In the interest of full disclosure, it was the final of four breakups, each one more obviously Tiffany bracelet necessary than the last.) That had me down.
But what had me out was a crisis of a professional nature. Just that afternoon, I'd gotten the crushing news that Jackson Mayville, my beloved boss at Peters and Pomfret (the top-tier New York book publishing house), my professional mentor during the five years since I'd graduated from college, would be hanging up his cleats this summer. He and his wife were moving down to Virginia to be closer to their grandkids. I probably should've guessed it was coming, but I've always been pretty bad at doing that. So, when Jackson gave me the news, I immediately misted up-embarrassing but very genuine tears.
"Aw, now. Don't do that. We'll still be in touch, my dear," Jackson had consoled me in his gentle Clintonian drawl, patting my head gently and offering me his handkerchief. He pulled me into an awkward half hug, his forehead wrinkling with paternal concern.
All of which, perhaps needless to say, did nothing to dry my tears. I tried to smile and act somewhat professional, but I couldn't pull it off. I was devastated. Jackson had been much more than a boss-he'd been a father figure for me since Dad passed away five years ago. Like Dad, Jackson radiated kindness and intelligence. Both men were tall, lanky, dashing (if not precisely handsome), with a thick shock of silver hair and a tendency to rail against the Way Things Were. Both had approached their work with unwavering devotion. Both were generous, emotional, sincere. Both adored their wives.
And both men made me feel ... well, loved. Many a Friday night, Jackson would find me working late and wave me into family dinners with his wife, Carie, and their teenage sons, Michael and Edward, the youngest of their brood of five. Sitting around the table in the kitchen-warm and toasty from the oven in which Carie had almost invariably Return to Tiffany heart tag charm bracelet burned the roast or the lasagna-made me feel I'd found a real home in New York City.
"I'll be okay," I gulped, my face still muffled by Jackson's Harris Tweed blazer.
Jackson and I first met at the tail end of my senior year of college. I'd stepped nervously into his office, crisp résumé in hand, and perched on the same worn leather couch that I'd cried on this afternoon. Graduation loomed just weeks away. I'd been able to nab a job offer from another big publisher-the result of many trips to New York City in Bea's beat-up station wagon-but when I managed to get a meeting with the legendary Jackson Mayville, I told the HR representative at the other company that I needed more time to consider my options. After all, it was Jackson Mayville. He'd edited some of the century's most important literary voices and was truly in a league of his own.
I'd known since girlhood that I wanted to be a book editor. By high school, I'd pore over the acknowledgments section of novels I loved, daydreaming that someday a brilliant talent might see me as the person who "made her book possible" or "enhanced every page with editorial wisdom and insight." Could I be the Maxwell Perkins to some future Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Wolfe? Learning the ropes from Jackson Mayville seemed like a great Tiffany jewelry first step.
And, as it turned out, it had been. Five years with Jackson had flown by, and I'd learned more from him than I'd ever imagined I would. Sure, it hadn't always been a bed of roses-professionally or personally. It'd been five years of struggling to make ends meet, weathering one failed relationship after another, watching friends settle into domestic bliss while I was still heating up Campbell's soup for one most nights of the week. But it'd also been five years of learning the ropes from a talented and generous mentor, kicking up my heels, savoring my independence. So it all evened out.
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good men never easy to find...
but bad men to easy to find...
but bad men to easy to find...
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