BigDaddyJohnApr 23, 2021, 11:08:25 PM Reply #750 on: Apr 23, 2021, 11:08:25 PM Quote Quote from: The Diesel on Nov 16, 2007, 05:35:03 AMQuote from: PredatorBruth on Nov 15, 2007, 01:13:23 PMQuote from: The Diesel on Nov 15, 2007, 08:02:11 AMQuote from: gameoverman on Nov 15, 2007, 07:55:56 AMQuote from: The Diesel on Nov 15, 2007, 07:53:26 AMQuote from: gameoverman on Nov 15, 2007, 07:49:47 AMQuote from: wolfboy on Nov 15, 2007, 07:46:04 AMI found that entire scene retarded. Lambert just stands there and gets killed.It isn't retarded, it's science. The fight or flight response is known to activate in all animals depending on circumstances. With Lambert, it was an unfortunate case that it made her petrified with fear, so much so that she was like completely paralysed. This was also part of her character.Lambert was a dumbass. No you are the dumbass. Honestly, the alien had blocked her exit anyway - there was no where she was going anywhere. And she was too scared to fight the alien.I would have ran like Carl Lewis as soon as I saw the thing.. You stand there, you're a dumbass. She could have moved and Parker could have toasted it extra-crispy. Thats east to say, unless your actually in that situation, i bet in th situation you would probably to scared to do anythin, and if ya run you could prokoke it so she didnt no what it could do.First off, I wouldn't have been on that damn ship unless I had a gun. I would have slept with it. You never know what the f**k is out there in space. So I would have shot the hell out of the thing the first chance I got. I probably would have killed the whole crew in the process but so what. I don't want an eight-foot douchebag with a tongue that could split my head open having his way with me. Better to kill it or die trying.Secondly, I do a lot of jogging. I jog over two miles everyday and lift a lot of heavy weights. I have had dogs try to attack me while I was jogging. I didn't have my gun with me so I had to improvise by stopping to pick up some rocks and bust the mutherf**kers in the head. That's the kind of person I am. My fight-or-flight is kill or be killed. If I was in a confined space with no gun and something approaching I would have had to make a run for it or improvise with something. Not stand there like a dear caught in headlights.This is pure gold.PS : I lift weights, did street workout, boxing for many years. I'm pretty sure I'd shit my pants any day.