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Esta es la primera versión que hicieron de la foto. Luego cambiaron la expresión de su cara, pero creedme, es totalmente oficial (tan oficial como el lugar de donde la he sacando). Ya sé que en otro post Ben puso esta foto, pero esta versión es la original. La otra era una imagen de una foto sobre la otra imagen de la cascada.

Aquí tenéis otra versión del famoso wallpaper de la cascada donde Lara dispara desde una cuerda. Esta vez si os fijáis en su cara tiene la boca abierta. Como siempre, podéis descargarlo en cuatro resoluciones diferentes. tr7/images/wallpapers/04_thumb.jpg' alt='04_thumb.jpg'> tr7/images/wallpapers/04_1600.jpg'>1600 x 1280 tr7/images/wallpapers/04_1280.jpg'>1280 x 1024 tr7/images/wallpapers/04_1024.jpg'>1024 x 768 tr7/images/wallpapers/04_800.jpg'>800 x 600

Sí, pero como dice 20193, este vídeo ya salió hace unos días en su web.

Sí, todo un fallo por su parte. Con lo bien que escribe...

Así es. [ Moviendo a Ayuda y Sugerencias... ]

Gracias BertBCN. P@blosky, había ciertos miembros que llenaban sus firmas de emoticonos, a veces sin sentido alguno. Además, no creo que realmente hagan falta. Puedes usar la combinación :-) para emular el icono , por ejemplo. De todas formas, esto se decidió anteriormente en Dirección y no se va a cambiar.

Jajaja Bueno, pues como bien dice Unfinished, un render es el producto final, en este caso, de un programa de gráficos 3D. También podría haber dicho "Otra foto de Lara", pero me gusta más este término.

¡Vaya día!

http://www.opm2.de/democd/opm2/05/10/index.html#v1 Aquí pone que el vídeo dura 2 minutos y medio. El primer tráiler dura 1 minuto y 11 segundos; el segundo dura 1 minuto y 18 segundos, y la secuencia de África dura 3 minutos y 51 segundos, por lo que deduzco que es un vídeo nuevo.

Dice que es un vídeo «exclusivo»...

Esta vez con un fondo de Perú. Gracias a Trinity34 por el descubrimiento.

¡Están geniales los dos!

Thanks for the footage, Ben!

En realidad el foro acepta hasta 110 x 110 píxeles, pero lo recomendable son 100 x 100. Esos 10 píxeles de más son por si queréis añadir alguna cosa que sobresalga del avatar.

Al principio decían que dejarían jugar al público para probarlo por primera vez, pero más tarde anunciaron que no. La presentación se realizó a puertas cerradas y no debajan grabar ni tomar fotos. En mi opinión se ve que Eidos ha oído a la población inglesa quejándose de que fueran los alemanes los primeros en jugar la demo, así que para evitar posibles polémicas habrán decidido no dejar jugarlo.

¡Impresionante!

Porque su avatar tiene 62,8 Kbytes y el foro no acepta más de 20.

No tiene ninguna relación con Eidos ni con Crystal Dynamics. Sólo es una fan que dibuja cómics de Lara y Kurtis, que ya sea dicho de paso, son una pasada.

Good work!

Me temo que no es posible. Los cambios de nick sólo se aplicarán en caso de que sean cambios gramaticales tales como acentos, mayúsculas o de cualquier otro tipo que no afecte drásticamente el nick en cuestión.

Hacer concursos por vuestra cuenta podéis hacerlos, pero éstos no contarán con el apoyo oficial por parte del foro.

This is Ana Maria's fan fiction. As we will start translating the fourth magazine issue, here is the fourth chapter. When Lara regained conciousness, she regretted at the moment. Her head was hamming and here eyes were cloudy. She tried to sit up, but her head started waving and she dropped her head on the bag which suits her like a pillow. - It would be better if you don’t move.- she heard Kurtis’ voice. The man was squatted in a tunnel’s corner. He has setted on fire a little bonfire and was cooking something that didn’t smell very good. She saw four shapes on the corner. - That thing you’re cooking would not be what I’m thinking, isn’t it?- Lara whispered, putting her hand over her eyes. - Mantichora’s flesh. – he said- The only antidote against its own poison. Kurtis approached and offered her a piece of grey flesh. Lara felt sick. - I’m not going yo eat that.- she said, obstinate – I’m better. I’m not going to die. - Right.- he said – But you will go blind in two hours. Lara growled an put that into her mouth. Fortunately, despite his naugthy appearance, mantichoras tasted like chicken. She fell asleep inmediately. ***************** Kurtis got up and inspected around. Mantichoras’ incident will play against his plan, but it won’t messed up if he acted quickly. After killing the last mantochora (it was easy with the great accurancy of the Churigai) he had placed Lara’s body una hidden corner of the tunnel. However, mantichoras’ blood, bonfire’s remains and dead bodies would betray them, if Gunderson’s guys didn’t discovered them before. Kurtis’ mother, Marie Cornel, was an Indian of the navajos’ matriarchal tribe. Kurtis had spent most part of his life with her, and Marie, who was a strong woman (like Lara) had instructed her son about things only well-known by Indians: how to track somebody without being discovered, how to move with secrecy and discretion, talking the least possible, and how to eliminate all signs who show that you’ve been somewhere. And, in fact, Kurtis could go unnoticed anywhere, he never took part unless necessary and he always remained into shadows. So he was able to go unnoticed to Gunderson’s guys. He quickly pushed up mantichoras’ dead bodies out and he dropped them in tunnel’s centre, next to a fork. He picked up carefully the bloody sand and spread it over the dead bodies, after he buried bonfire’s remains and distributed the sand in order to feign that nobody had been there. If that went on, Gunderson’s guys would take right’s path, where battle signs go ahead. However, according to Selma’s map, the path that conduced to exit was at the left. Satisfied, Kurtis came back and sit down next Lara, put out the flare and wait during a lot of time. ****************** - Hey! – one shouted – Here! - But, what’s that? The mercenaries were looking nauseated the beheaded and skinned mantichoras. - They’re demons! – shouted again – I’m going! - Damn! – other shouted – You’ll remain here like all the others! Mantichoras were laying at the entrance of right’s tunnel. There was blood which went ahead and disappeared in the dark. - They have fougth with those creeps and have gone ahead. But another mercenary was looking at left and was hesitating. - What if there’s a catch in it? It would be better to divide us in two groups. - Master told us not to do that. The least we are, the worst to us. - But they’re only two! - Two? The woman’s like four! Look what have they done with that monsters! Finally, they took right’s path. Kurtis smiled, hidden in the dark. No problem. Gunderson exit to excavation’s entrance. Her guys were wearing gas masks, but he already was half-suffocated due to the damned petrol. He feel astonished when he saw Kurtis in front of him. He pointed him inmediately with his machine gun, but the fact Kurtis was not trying to defend himself astonished him more and more. - Are you looking for this, Gunderson? – he told with an ironical smile. The mercenary asked himself if Kurtis was concerning to the Golden Seal (which was at his third finger) or to his heart finger picked up. - Wel, you finally dare to face me, Trent. - Are you selling yourself to the best master, you piece of dross? To whom are you working for? To Karel, he ins’t? - I have a life-mission, but you haven’t where to lay down… until you lay under my Master’s feet. Suddenly, he heard a soun behind him, and when he turned he saw Lara pointing him. How the hell…? - Don’t move.- said Lara – Don’t breath. Nevertheless, don’t shout, because at the time your guys will be here I will have killed you. A trick. He had disturbed him, while she had put herself at his back with an unbeatable secrecy. - You won’t win. – said Gunderson – The Nephilim has planned all four you, and he will find you wherever you hid yourself. - Has anybody said that we’re going to hide? – said Lara. The Gunderson smiled. - When you know what he’s going to make with you, my lovely, you will desire to hide during the rest of your vile life. Lara frowned. What on earth was she doing there? - Stop having a gab.- Kurtis said, pulling out his weapon – Go to the tunnel. Gunderson dropped the weapon and entered, and forced by Lara he went passing the big petrol’s pool. Her guys couldn’t help him, and concerning his five favourites, they were at one of the chambers, and was too risky to call them. Definitively, I’m rounded by fools, he thougth. - Go on, Lara.- Kurtis suggested. She setted on fire a flare with a perverse smile. - Damned bitch! – Gunderson screamed. Lara dropped the flare into the pool and the petrol caught fire inmediately. Gunderson run away and dissapeared into the dark. - A good plan.- said Kurtis, putting away this weapon. Lara had to recognize it: the fire would seal the entrance during a lot of time, forcing Gunderson and his guys to go back. Concerning the rest of the mercenaries, they probably would be lost at secondary tunnels, and the exit was closed too by other detonation. - Whe should have killed him.- said Lara, while they were walking to the place where Kurtis’ motorbike was placed (yes, he had rescued it too). - Kill Gunderson? – he said – Perhaps, but at last, I’ve some respect from him. He was my best friend a lot of time ago. If I have to kill him, I won’t do that by that way. Lara shaked her head. Damned men, they and their ridiculous sense of honour. - Do you want to know what I didn’t like about you plan? – she said – Thah since I’ve started, everybody hasn’t stopped insulting me, and all has been planned by you. Kurtis started laughing. That was the first time he laugh… and that changed his face completely, Lara thougth. - I’m sorry. I promise to compensate you for every offense. - Well.- she sighed – Like Caligula said: Hate me in order to fear me. They got into the motorbikeand left the excavation to go to Istanbul. Lara’s plan was to return to Selma’s apartment in order to find information about the Seal. But they didn’t know that every movement was being controled by Karel, who had left them to have advantatge over him since that moment. That was the strategy of somebody who knows that he will win. ************* Kurtis stopped the motorbike in front of Selma’s appartment, after a tiring journey from Capadocy. Lara approached to the door, but then she stopped. - What’s up?- he said. She put a finger into her lips and pointed the door. It was half-opened. Both of them placed at door’s sides, picked up their weapons… - One, two, three!! Lara opened the dorr with a kick and they entered with their weapons at their hands. Selma’s apartment was a nature’s miracle: nobody could explain how such a little space could keep so many things. So they knew there was nobody there… but the last visitor had left a message for them. On the wall there was a texte written with a dark substance, composed by symbols like there where at Von Croy and Vasiley’s apartments: the Nephilim writing. - It’s blood.- Lara said, aprroaching to the wall. There was no dead bodie, no policial intervention. It seemed that Karel had written that with his own blood. Kurtis was concentrated with the symbols, and then Lara heard him whispering in a strange langue. - Did you understand the writing? - My father teached me enemy’s langue. – he answered – “And Yahveh said: My spirit will not remain withn human race, because they’re only flesh” Lara exclaimed: - This is a Genesis’ versicle, the same who mentions about the Nephilim! He should be very proud of being eternal while we’re only simple mortals. She started searching in the shelves and papers at Selma’s study. It was necessary to find information about the Seal, and discover some clue. By the moment, they were deadlocked. - Go to have a rest.- she said- I can take care of it. Certainly Kurtis didn’t know how he could keeping on his feet. - Told me if you discover something.- he said. He go to the bathroom, he had a shower and a shave (he had a horrible beard). When he removed the dirty bandages, the sewing wound appeared. He touched his belly and his back. Boaz’s goad had entered trough his back and had exit without damaging seriously his organs and keeping untouched the sipinal column. If he had believed in miracles, that would have been a miracle. For a moment he stopped thinking in himself and remembered, worried, the rest of Karel’s message. He hadn’t told Lara about it, she was very clever and probably she would have deduced what he was starting ti suspect. Come, my dear, my lovely, Come to be crowned again. It was a texte of the Song of Songs. Maybe it could sound very romantic, but that words, told by that demon, had a cruel irony. And he remembered too Gunderson’s words: When you know what he’s going to make with you, my lovely, you will desire to hide during the rest of your vile life. Definitively, he won’t tell Lara anything about it. It wasn’t worth to worry her. They had more things to worry about. Lara spent all night surrounded by papers. She looked over all the study of the young archaeologist, and “borrowing” what she found interesting. She read and read until her eyes hurt, but she didn’t found very much. Or Karel had destroyed the information, or that information didn’t exist. Until she caught Selma’s diary. The little book was full of anger and pain due to the sad events lived by the girl at the last months. But into the diary she discovered something valuable: We have found an incription in Hebrew at one of the necropolis’ walls. The inscription talked about something known as the Golden Seal. According to what we have translated (the inscription was badly conservated) it’s an object which contains a key. Who obtains that key (the True Option) will choose between the Good and the Evil, between the triumph of the Light of Truth and the Fallen Angel. The inscription talked too about an Amazonian, but I cannot discover what was going on her. Unfortunately, we can’t deduce any more. The inscription contained a map which was supposed to locate the place where’s the key, but Cabal’s members attacked my workers and destroyed the inscription.” Lara teared up the page and called Kurtis, who was getting up after having rested like a king. She showed him the note and said: - Light of Truth concerns on Lux Veritatis. The Fallen Angel is Karel. All this confirm what Gunderson told me when he broke into my house. - But we haven’t the key and the map… - Kurtis said, but suddenly he stop talking. - What’s up? Kurtis took the Seal off his finger and gave it to Lara. She took it and examined carefully. There was an engraving at the ring. It has a rounded shape, but it was easy to distinguish that it was a map. - I can’t believe that we’re so lucky.- Lara said – There’s something that annoys me. If Karel hadn’t wanted us to discover the map, he would have turned over earth and sky to steal us the Seal. - Why? – Kurtis said – He has the advantage over us. It’s obvious that he already know that, and now he want us to tramp him at his heels. - Means that the Seal hasn’t value by itself? That it’s only an indicator? That seemed. Lara turned towards the map. It was a mountainous place, but there are no names engraved. - It’s Carpatians chain, or at least that was my father told me.- Kurtis pointed – I’ve always asked myself about that star on the left corner, like a treasure’s location or something else. Lara gave him back the Seal and was searching in her mind some notice about that place. Suddenly, she kicked herself at he front: - I’ve got it! Count Dracula! - Whaaaaat?? - Carpatian’s chain go across Romania, the ancient Transylvania! Count Dracula’s land! - That’s true! Dracula was a Nephilim.- Kurtis laughed – It seem really right to me. To demosntrate her words, Lara had gone to get an atlas and was studying the place. Things became more clear when they discovered that the little star was exactly at the ancient county. - So the key is at Dracula’s castle.- Kurtis said – And we suppose that grammie’s tales are innocent. - They never are innocent. Lara said, and smiled – Next destination: Romania!

Welcome to the editorial Tipsko! Thank you for your help.

No es cuestión de respetar más a los moderadores y administradores que al resto de miembros. Hay que respetar a TODO EL MUNDO. Ahora, cuando llamamos la atención a un miembro vamos en serio, y no es motivo de burla alguna por parte de nadie.

Te ha faltado incluir el home cinema 3D. Muy buena la historia.