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Aug 15 2008, 03:06 PM
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![]() You'll Never Walk Alone ![]() Group: Admin Posts: 359 Joined: 1-August 04 From: Newcastle, England Member No.: 1 XBL Gamertag: Psyware PSN Name: Psycopsy Xfire Identity: Psyware |
As promised a week or so ago, here is our Flying Rats map and guide for GTA4 covering all 200 of the hidden pigeons. The detailed map pinpoints their locations, and there's a text description to go along with each one to explain the best way of finding each bird. For even more assistance, there is a high definition screenshot of each and every pigeon location too. Some of the pigeons were hidden behind objects on the screenshots, so you'll find a golden ring drawn around every single pigeon just to highlight exactly where they are.
The 200 hidden pigeons are, in my opinion, one of the most annoying and time consuming parts of getting 100% in GTA4, but with the guide and map, hopefully it will prove to be a little simpler for anyone still hunting them. Click below to view the guide. ![]() I ask that no other webmasters use this, or in fact any of our maps on their own website without asking me permission first. I will now begin working on the Unique Jumps map which should hopefully be completed in the next week or two. As always, leave any feedback or problems you have in this topic. -------------------- |
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Aug 15 2008, 03:19 PM
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Upstanding Citizen Group: Gold Member Posts: 1 Joined: 31-March 07 From: Coventry, UK Member No.: 35,460 |
Excellent job Psy.
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Aug 15 2008, 03:30 PM
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![]() doesn't play well with others... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Staff Posts: 2,316 Joined: 28-March 08 From: michigan... Member No.: 38,893 XBL Gamertag: your mother... PSN Name: artistadam Xfire Identity: i said your mother!! |
f'n sweet!!
where is the text description at? when i click on the dot, i just see a photo... however, most of the ones i click on show the birds on ground level so, i don't think all of them need a description anyways... -------------------- ![]() Oh, good one. The "you're on the internet so you must have no life" insult isn't moronic or unoriginal at all. You must, without a doubt, be a very important member of society, not at all a waste of the already barely valuable gift of life. As is the case for everyone who takes issue with people who make them sad on the internet, you are one of two kinds of people: You are exactly what you claim I am, and that is a lonely, pathetic basement dweller. You life is spent eating eight pounds of junk food per day, masturbating to anything you find online that's even remotely feminine, and wishing you had good looks and social skills. You continue to live with your mother until she dies of a combination of lung cancer and liver failure brought on by the chain-smoking and heavy drinking she used to cope with what a failure you are. Your mother mercifully dead and free of the living embodiment of failure she regretfully thrust from her loins, the bills start to pile up and you, unemployed and unable to pay these bills (of course), lose the house and everything in it. Somehow even more of a failure than you already were, you wander from place to place eating out of dumpsters and sleeping in your own filth until you finally die of AIDS, which you contracted from a diseased whore you scrounged up enough money to pay for, so you could finally lose your virginity while at the same time pretending that your mother was back in your life. Or: You are the type who was an athlete in high school, who was genetically doomed to be an idiot but managed to finish school and even get a college scholarship because you were so good at a worthless children's game. You went off to college with a suitcase full of polo shirts and condoms, the polo shirts, because you're a douche, and the condoms to prevent you from impregnating the dim-witted young college girls whom you could never touch without the aid of Rohypnol, a drug you refer to as "roofies" because you can neither spell or pronounce Rohypnol. You scrape by with borderline D's for the next four years, and leave the campus to go out into the real world where your realize you're not intelligent or talented enough to do anything of value with your life. Misery and minimum wage ensues for thirty years, then you blow your brains out, and your corpse, alone and forgotten, is not discovered until the smell of rotting flesh seeps under your door and your bodily fluids finally soak through the floor of your studio apartment and into the room below you. Your body is cremated, the ashes scraped into a garbage bin because there was no one in your life who valued you enough to pay for a casket, funeral, or burial plot. You're undoubtedly one of the two, otherwise you would have better things to do than complain about the theme of a forum that doesn't care about anything you have to say. |
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Aug 15 2008, 03:44 PM
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![]() You'll Never Walk Alone ![]() Group: Admin Posts: 359 Joined: 1-August 04 From: Newcastle, England Member No.: 1 XBL Gamertag: Psyware PSN Name: Psycopsy Xfire Identity: Psyware |
The text descriptions are on the actual guide.
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Aug 15 2008, 03:56 PM
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![]() Forgot about member titles for awhile there... Group: Gold Member Posts: 735 Joined: 12-September 04 From: Canawda Member No.: 1,564 |
Now I will actaully bother doing this. I didn't before because I know your guides are always the best.
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Aug 15 2008, 05:05 PM
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![]() You'll Never Walk Alone ![]() Group: Admin Posts: 359 Joined: 1-August 04 From: Newcastle, England Member No.: 1 XBL Gamertag: Psyware PSN Name: Psycopsy Xfire Identity: Psyware |
I decided to add quite a major update to the map after Bones comments. You'll now get the additional text inside the pop up box for the screenshot. Took me another few hours to get that working, but hopefully it's going to make it even more useful for you guys.
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Aug 15 2008, 05:40 PM
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![]() doesn't play well with others... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Staff Posts: 2,316 Joined: 28-March 08 From: michigan... Member No.: 38,893 XBL Gamertag: your mother... PSN Name: artistadam Xfire Identity: i said your mother!! |
QUOTE(Psy @ Aug 15 2008, 01:05 PM) [snapback]1459586[/snapback] I decided to add quite a major update to the map after Bones comments. You'll now get the additional text inside the pop up box for the screenshot. Took me another few hours to get that working, but hopefully it's going to make it even more useful for you guys. wow! all because of me?! i'm flattered these maps are really awesome... everyone and their mothers are gonna use these maps i am sure... there's nothing like them out there... -------------------- ![]() Oh, good one. The "you're on the internet so you must have no life" insult isn't moronic or unoriginal at all. You must, without a doubt, be a very important member of society, not at all a waste of the already barely valuable gift of life. As is the case for everyone who takes issue with people who make them sad on the internet, you are one of two kinds of people: You are exactly what you claim I am, and that is a lonely, pathetic basement dweller. You life is spent eating eight pounds of junk food per day, masturbating to anything you find online that's even remotely feminine, and wishing you had good looks and social skills. You continue to live with your mother until she dies of a combination of lung cancer and liver failure brought on by the chain-smoking and heavy drinking she used to cope with what a failure you are. Your mother mercifully dead and free of the living embodiment of failure she regretfully thrust from her loins, the bills start to pile up and you, unemployed and unable to pay these bills (of course), lose the house and everything in it. Somehow even more of a failure than you already were, you wander from place to place eating out of dumpsters and sleeping in your own filth until you finally die of AIDS, which you contracted from a diseased whore you scrounged up enough money to pay for, so you could finally lose your virginity while at the same time pretending that your mother was back in your life. Or: You are the type who was an athlete in high school, who was genetically doomed to be an idiot but managed to finish school and even get a college scholarship because you were so good at a worthless children's game. You went off to college with a suitcase full of polo shirts and condoms, the polo shirts, because you're a douche, and the condoms to prevent you from impregnating the dim-witted young college girls whom you could never touch without the aid of Rohypnol, a drug you refer to as "roofies" because you can neither spell or pronounce Rohypnol. You scrape by with borderline D's for the next four years, and leave the campus to go out into the real world where your realize you're not intelligent or talented enough to do anything of value with your life. Misery and minimum wage ensues for thirty years, then you blow your brains out, and your corpse, alone and forgotten, is not discovered until the smell of rotting flesh seeps under your door and your bodily fluids finally soak through the floor of your studio apartment and into the room below you. Your body is cremated, the ashes scraped into a garbage bin because there was no one in your life who valued you enough to pay for a casket, funeral, or burial plot. You're undoubtedly one of the two, otherwise you would have better things to do than complain about the theme of a forum that doesn't care about anything you have to say. |
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Aug 15 2008, 05:42 PM
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Boss Group: Gold Member Posts: 1,285 Joined: 6-May 08 Member No.: 40,397 |
3 cheers for Psy!
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Aug 15 2008, 08:03 PM
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Boss Group: Gold Member Posts: 1,285 Joined: 6-May 08 Member No.: 40,397 |
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Aug 15 2008, 08:14 PM
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![]() Forgot about member titles for awhile there... Group: Gold Member Posts: 735 Joined: 12-September 04 From: Canawda Member No.: 1,564 |
I was looking at this from my psp and it works good. THe only problem I had is that the PSP didn't have enough memory to load the big map and I was having trouble reading the numbers. So I saved the big map and am going to transfer it to my PSP. Then I can use the text list you made for the description and I can still load the screens you linked in that list. So its going to work. Sick shit Psy.
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Aug 15 2008, 09:45 PM
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![]() doesn't play well with others... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Staff Posts: 2,316 Joined: 28-March 08 From: michigan... Member No.: 38,893 XBL Gamertag: your mother... PSN Name: artistadam Xfire Identity: i said your mother!! |
QUOTE(Albiskinth4yn3ia @ Aug 15 2008, 04:14 PM) [snapback]1459620[/snapback] I was looking at this from my psp and it works good. THe only problem I had is that the PSP didn't have enough memory to load the big map and I was having trouble reading the numbers. So I saved the big map and am going to transfer it to my PSP. Then I can use the text list you made for the description and I can still load the screens you linked in that list. So its going to work. Sick shit Psy. now that's a nice way of getting the filthy rats... i have to run into the computer room, wake it up from sleep-mode, try to memorize the location on the map, run back into the living room, and place the GPS tracker on the location... and then hope i can find it... i wish i had a portable like that EDIT: i think i might break out that big 'ol map that came with the game and mark em down on that... there's an idea This post has been edited by bOnEs: Aug 15 2008, 09:48 PM -------------------- ![]() Oh, good one. The "you're on the internet so you must have no life" insult isn't moronic or unoriginal at all. You must, without a doubt, be a very important member of society, not at all a waste of the already barely valuable gift of life. As is the case for everyone who takes issue with people who make them sad on the internet, you are one of two kinds of people: You are exactly what you claim I am, and that is a lonely, pathetic basement dweller. You life is spent eating eight pounds of junk food per day, masturbating to anything you find online that's even remotely feminine, and wishing you had good looks and social skills. You continue to live with your mother until she dies of a combination of lung cancer and liver failure brought on by the chain-smoking and heavy drinking she used to cope with what a failure you are. Your mother mercifully dead and free of the living embodiment of failure she regretfully thrust from her loins, the bills start to pile up and you, unemployed and unable to pay these bills (of course), lose the house and everything in it. Somehow even more of a failure than you already were, you wander from place to place eating out of dumpsters and sleeping in your own filth until you finally die of AIDS, which you contracted from a diseased whore you scrounged up enough money to pay for, so you could finally lose your virginity while at the same time pretending that your mother was back in your life. Or: You are the type who was an athlete in high school, who was genetically doomed to be an idiot but managed to finish school and even get a college scholarship because you were so good at a worthless children's game. You went off to college with a suitcase full of polo shirts and condoms, the polo shirts, because you're a douche, and the condoms to prevent you from impregnating the dim-witted young college girls whom you could never touch without the aid of Rohypnol, a drug you refer to as "roofies" because you can neither spell or pronounce Rohypnol. You scrape by with borderline D's for the next four years, and leave the campus to go out into the real world where your realize you're not intelligent or talented enough to do anything of value with your life. Misery and minimum wage ensues for thirty years, then you blow your brains out, and your corpse, alone and forgotten, is not discovered until the smell of rotting flesh seeps under your door and your bodily fluids finally soak through the floor of your studio apartment and into the room below you. Your body is cremated, the ashes scraped into a garbage bin because there was no one in your life who valued you enough to pay for a casket, funeral, or burial plot. You're undoubtedly one of the two, otherwise you would have better things to do than complain about the theme of a forum that doesn't care about anything you have to say. |
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Aug 15 2008, 10:38 PM
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![]() Riff-Raff Group: Gold Member Posts: 337 Joined: 14-January 05 From: East Side Member No.: 8,395 XBL Gamertag: synchronizer PSN Name: alpha male Xfire Identity: XFire it up |
QUOTE(Psy @ Aug 15 2008, 08:06 AM) [snapback]1459553[/snapback] As promised a week or so ago, here is our Flying Rats map and guide for GTA4 covering all 200 of the hidden pigeons. Excellent work. -------------------- Apparently, Synch does acid rather than smoking weed... synch is a fucking walking fallout 3 wikipedia lol... |
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Aug 16 2008, 06:51 PM
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![]() Upstanding Citizen Group: Members Posts: 0 Joined: 28-August 04 From: Maidstone, England Member No.: 1,351 |
I'll be using this over the next few days to get those damn pigeons. Awesome work, Psy.
-------------------- QUOTE (Psy) Well, I must be honest, I do occasionally have the odd night off where I stick my fingers in as many pussy's as I can php stands for psy humping pussy zomg it's DuffMan's clone. |
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