| rdfs:comment | - Clark is transported to the North Pole after he unites the Stones of Power in the Kawatche Caves and uses the Crystal of Knowledge to form the Fortress of Solitude where he is greeted by Jor-El. The Disciples of Zod arrive in the Black Ship to locate Clark to release General Zod, which Lana witnesses. Lois helps the Kents after their home is badly damaged by the second meteor shower.
- Destroyed Skeleton Warrior at the start of Stage 2-10 History
- The term Arrival was the name the Romulan civilization gave to the time when the Vulcans-in-exile founded their civilization, as they arrived on their new homeworld of Romulus. (TOS novel: Captain's Blood)
- Arrival is the 218th chapter of Akira Amano's Katekyō Hitman Reborn!
- Arrival is the 1st mission in Earth Defense Force 2017.
- The event when a laugh arrives at Never Land and bursts into a new fairy or sparrow man is known as an Arrival. Every Arrival is attended by any fairy or sparrow man who can make it, who hopes that the new fairy will belong to his or her own talent group. Arrivals happen a bit differently in the books and movies.
- Arrival is the first episoe of Series 1 of The Vicar of Dibley. It first aired on 10th November, 1994.
- The film is about a linguist who is tasked with interpreting an alien language to determine if they come in peace after alien crafts land around the world.
- __INDEX__ Arrival ist eine 2010 gegründete, deutsche Rockband aus dem Landkreis Hildesheim in Niedersachsen.
- Arrival is the first campaign level of Halo 3. It does not contain actual gameplay, consisting instead of a look inversion test on lower , and the game's opening cutscenes.
- A deep cover agent is missing in Batarian space, after reporting evidence of an imminent Reaper invasion. Shepard must travel to the edge of the galaxy, rescue the agent, and discover the truth behind the Arrival. Uncover new research and 3 new achievements in this spectacular new adventure for Mass Effect 2.
- "Arrival" is the nineteenth song by Daft Punk from the album Tron: Legacy Soundtrack. Its length is 2:00.
- Arrival ist ein US - amerikanischer Science-Fiction von Denis Villeneuve. Arrival 250px Regie Denis Villeneuve Drehbuch Eric Heisserer Produktion Shawn Levy Dan Levine Aaron Ryder Karen Lunder David Linde Glen Basner Schnitt Joe Walker Kamera Bradford Young Musik Jóhann Jóhannsson Produktionsland USA Sprache Englisch Erscheinungsjahr 2016 Kinostart DE 24. November 2016 Budget 50.000.000 US-Doller Deine Bewertung: Durchschnittsbewertung: Abgegebene Stimmen: Benutzer-Kritiken Wikia-Kritik Kategorie:FilmKategorie:2016 Film
- {| class="box headnote" |- |This is the article on the article on chapter 611 of the manga. For the article on chapter 154 of the manga, head to Arrival…!!. |} is chapter 611 of the original Naruto manga.
- [Screen Remains Black] [Brief images of past backgrounds flash through the following text] My first thoughts return to me as I regain consciousness, a feeling of grass against my face and hands. How'd I get outside? What happened to the collider? What about Dr. Kleiner? What about, well, everyone? I try to open my eyes, to see where I am. The sun is so bright, have I been out that long? The headache I have doesn't help much, but after picking myself up and adjusting to the sun, my headache is the last thing I'm worried about. I don't recognize this scenery at all. It's just grassland, and mountains all around. I don't remember any places like this near CERN…
- Two cats were sitting down at the edge of the forest. One drew a front paw over his ear, trying to get rid of some fleas. Suddenly, one of them jumped down from the pile of rocks. "Are you ready to do this?" he snarled. "I don't know" the other cat replied. "I mean, what did they ever do to us?" The first cat pinned him down with both paws. "What did they do to us? That doesn't matter! It's what she did to me that counts!" The second cat gasped for breath. "But why punish all of them for something one cat did?" "But why do you want me to kill them? Why can't you do it?" "Good." "What am I to do?"
- But it was not how we expected it. Before, we had dreamed of meeting aliens that roamed across the stars in graceful starships, ruling countless worlds, who could teach us the mysteries of the universe. In fact, we were hopelessly wrong. The Aash'n are a race of refugees, numbering just a few hundred million, who have been fleeing an ancient and forgotten disaster for thousands of years. Most of them don't even understand how simple machinery works. And, perhaps most tragically of all, we are stuck with them.
- “Bruce! Look!” Hecate called. “What?” Bruce asked, scrambling to the front of the cabin. Hecate was pointing at something in the distance. Bruce squinted at it. A dark, candle-like shape was jutting up from the coastline. “It’s the tower. We’ve made it!” “We’ve still got a way to go,” Bruce mentioned, “And I’m still not sure whether they’ll let me in or not.” “I’ll get you in,” Hecate said, determined, “No matter what.” “Something looks wrong with the tower, but I’m not sure what.” Hecate studied it. “I’m not sure.” Bruce looked again. Or at least, where they should have been. Bruce gave a quiet gulp.
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| abstract | - Clark is transported to the North Pole after he unites the Stones of Power in the Kawatche Caves and uses the Crystal of Knowledge to form the Fortress of Solitude where he is greeted by Jor-El. The Disciples of Zod arrive in the Black Ship to locate Clark to release General Zod, which Lana witnesses. Lois helps the Kents after their home is badly damaged by the second meteor shower.
- Destroyed Skeleton Warrior at the start of Stage 2-10 History
- The term Arrival was the name the Romulan civilization gave to the time when the Vulcans-in-exile founded their civilization, as they arrived on their new homeworld of Romulus. (TOS novel: Captain's Blood)
- Arrival is the 218th chapter of Akira Amano's Katekyō Hitman Reborn!
- Arrival is the 1st mission in Earth Defense Force 2017.
- The event when a laugh arrives at Never Land and bursts into a new fairy or sparrow man is known as an Arrival. Every Arrival is attended by any fairy or sparrow man who can make it, who hopes that the new fairy will belong to his or her own talent group. Arrivals happen a bit differently in the books and movies.
- Arrival is the first episoe of Series 1 of The Vicar of Dibley. It first aired on 10th November, 1994.
- The film is about a linguist who is tasked with interpreting an alien language to determine if they come in peace after alien crafts land around the world.
- __INDEX__ Arrival ist eine 2010 gegründete, deutsche Rockband aus dem Landkreis Hildesheim in Niedersachsen.
- [Screen Remains Black] [Brief images of past backgrounds flash through the following text] My first thoughts return to me as I regain consciousness, a feeling of grass against my face and hands. How'd I get outside? What happened to the collider? What about Dr. Kleiner? What about, well, everyone? I try to open my eyes, to see where I am. The sun is so bright, have I been out that long? The headache I have doesn't help much, but after picking myself up and adjusting to the sun, my headache is the last thing I'm worried about. I don't recognize this scenery at all. It's just grassland, and mountains all around. I don't remember any places like this near CERN… Where am I? [Cut in to a landscape matching description] There's a forest in the distance it seems, a rather thick looking one. I can see a few houses as well, so that's a good thing. I might be able to get some help there, find out where I am and how I got out here. At least, I hope I can get help, wherever here is, I'm not even sure I'll be able to communicate with people effectively. I should probably be able to get in contact with someone though. Wait! That's right! My cellphone! [Cellphone beeps] [Image of cellphone screen, no connection] … There's no reception. I'm already not liking this, not at all. No reception, I must be way out in the countryside. I have to be close to CERN though, there's no way I could have gotten way out into the middle of nowhere from… whatever it was that happened. I would have been killed by a fall for sure, but why would someone move me? Why isn't there anyone else here? My headache is getting the better of me now, I need to sit down and let the world stop spinning. [Back to landscape scene] What went wrong? Was it a problem with the collider? Someone said something was inside it, but that couldn't be right, how could something like that happen without anyone noticing? What the hell could have gotten in there in the first place? It was a success, wasn't it? Where did it all go wrong? This is something else though, my situation. I can't wait to get back to CERN, or even my home, find out what happened and how you got to this place. I need to get going, though I should make sure I didn't lose anything of mine. I check my pockets… [Inventory Here]
- Arrival is the first campaign level of Halo 3. It does not contain actual gameplay, consisting instead of a look inversion test on lower , and the game's opening cutscenes.
- A deep cover agent is missing in Batarian space, after reporting evidence of an imminent Reaper invasion. Shepard must travel to the edge of the galaxy, rescue the agent, and discover the truth behind the Arrival. Uncover new research and 3 new achievements in this spectacular new adventure for Mass Effect 2.
- "Arrival" is the nineteenth song by Daft Punk from the album Tron: Legacy Soundtrack. Its length is 2:00.
- But it was not how we expected it. Before, we had dreamed of meeting aliens that roamed across the stars in graceful starships, ruling countless worlds, who could teach us the mysteries of the universe. In fact, we were hopelessly wrong. The Aash'n are a race of refugees, numbering just a few hundred million, who have been fleeing an ancient and forgotten disaster for thousands of years. Most of them don't even understand how simple machinery works. And, perhaps most tragically of all, we are stuck with them. We are only the fifth race they have made contact with across an entire galaxy. The four before us have all flatly denied the Aash'n permission to land, or worse, attacked them. But this time the Aash'n could not escape - their ships were in disrepair, their fuel supplies drained. We could either open our world to five hundred million extraterrestrials and play host to them for what could be centuries whilst they repaired their ships - or we could let them die in orbit over our world. We did the only sane thing. Some would say that the result of Contact has been advantageous. The East and the West no longer fear one another, although the two systems still compete. We cooperate, sharing our knowledge and resources as we slowly piece together the ancient Aash'n technology to allow our extraterrestrial guests to leave. But war is still common. European power has redoubled as it becomes host to the world's most powerful industries. Nuclear weapons still sit in their silos, ready to fire if necessary. And perhaps the greatest tragedy is the sacrifice we made to allow the Aash'n to land; vast areas of sub-Saharan Africa were rendered lifeless following the overfarming required to sustain the visitors, and few can forget the massive tidal wave that rolled around the Mediterranean when an Aash'n vessel overshot its designated landing point in Libya. Our world has changed, but even nearly half a century after the arrival, we still cannot say whether we have changed for better or for worse.
- Arrival ist ein US - amerikanischer Science-Fiction von Denis Villeneuve. Arrival 250px Regie Denis Villeneuve Drehbuch Eric Heisserer Produktion Shawn Levy Dan Levine Aaron Ryder Karen Lunder David Linde Glen Basner Schnitt Joe Walker Kamera Bradford Young Musik Jóhann Jóhannsson Produktionsland USA Sprache Englisch Erscheinungsjahr 2016 Kinostart DE 24. November 2016 Budget 50.000.000 US-Doller Deine Bewertung: Durchschnittsbewertung: Abgegebene Stimmen: Benutzer-Kritiken Wikia-Kritik Kategorie:FilmKategorie:2016 Film
- “Bruce! Look!” Hecate called. “What?” Bruce asked, scrambling to the front of the cabin. Hecate was pointing at something in the distance. Bruce squinted at it. A dark, candle-like shape was jutting up from the coastline. “It’s the tower. We’ve made it!” “We’ve still got a way to go,” Bruce mentioned, “And I’m still not sure whether they’ll let me in or not.” “I’ll get you in,” Hecate said, determined, “No matter what.” Half an hour later, the boat slowly drifted towards the Tower. They had long since reached the edge of the storm, and now were letting the powerful winds and excited current push them towards their target. As it neared, Bruce noticed that there was something wrong with the tower, but he couldn’t tell what. “Hecate,” he said, “Come here a minute.” “Yes?” she asked. “Something looks wrong with the tower, but I’m not sure what.” Hecate studied it. “I’m not sure.” Bruce looked again. “The tower itself looks normal, so it must be something around it.” Suddenly, a large wave came up and lifted the boat up slightly, so they were looking down at the tower’s foundations. Or at least, where they should have been. “Ah...” sighed Bruce. As he had thought, the tower was fine – what wasn’t fine was that the lowest levels were submerged in the murky water. “That complicates things,” Bruce said. “Understatement of the century,” Hecate muttered. They laughed quietly. However, it turned out to be not so difficult. Although Bruce had to carefully work the rudder, it appeared the Dark Wizards had built a small wooden platform at the lowest dry level and had already moored up a few boats. Bruce pulled his boat into where two Dark Wizards were standing. They each muttered something, and the ropes floated off the deck and knotted themselves around the mooring posts. Bruce looked at them. “Hello there,” he said, “Mind if we dock up?” “You a Zamorakian?” one of them asked. “Well... no, not as such.” “Sorry, you can’t moor here.” “My...” (Bruce searched for a word to describe Hecate. Girlfriend? Lady friend? He settled on companion.) “...Companion is a follower of the Dark Lord though.” Hecate walked out from inside the cabin and stood on deck. She looked up at each Wizard in turn. “She can come. But you have to stay. We don’t have any Saradominists here.” “He’s not a Saradominist,” Hecate told them, stepping up from the boat and onto the makeshift dock. “He’s a general nonbeliever.” The two wizards looked at each other. “Okay,” said the other one for the first time, “You can come in. But don’t expect to be Mr Popular.” “Thank you, sirs!” Bruce smiled, climbing up to the dock. The two wizards took them to a door, a rough layer of planks in a wall which had been rather unceremoniously smashed to create the passage. They walked inside. The interior of the tower was dark and murky. Dark Wizards shuffled around in the half-light, murmuring over piles of runes. A handful turned to look at Bruce and Hecate. The hair on the back of Bruce’s neck tingled as he felt at first half a dozen and then more eyes focused on him. It was very unnerving. Eventually they reached a staircase. The most talkative of the pair of wizards went up front, with the quiet one at the back. Bruce walked behind Hecate, who herself was behind the lead wizard. As they ascended the spiraling staircase, Bruce started to study their features. The most talkative had a large fringe which went all the way down to his eyes. He seemed to suffer from acne. His name was now Spotty. The other one was shorter, with a wide, lined face. His right hand seemed to have a number of warts and growths. So he would be Ugly. As they climbed, there was a thick smell of sulfur in the air. “Where’re we going?” Bruce whispered to Hecate. “If the tower’s layout hasn’t changed, we’re going to the senior rooms at the top.” “Senior being who, precisely?” “Oh, the Head Wizards, people like that.” Bruce gave a quiet gulp. They reached the top floor. A large door blocked their way. Spotty rapped his knuckles on it. “Password?” a creaking, elderly voice asked. “True Flame.” “Correct!” the voice said in the tone of a falling tree. Bruce heard various heavy latches being undone, and the door swung open. Bruce almost fell off the landing when he saw the man who was behind the door – his face was long, stretched, and ghoulish. His eyes were sunken and bloodshot. Most disturbing were his hands, that were rough, brown and moss covered. He was almost a tree. Spotty led them in. This layer was brighter – slightly – than the others, and less crowded. Bruce and Hecate walked in. An old woman spoke to Spotty. “Who are these?” Her voice trembled, not with fear but immense old age. Her face was wrinkled and her Zamorakian robes too large and covered in dirt. “My lady... these two arrived in a boat a few minutes ago. One is a Follower – but the man is a nonbeliever.” “Ahh...” she said a low but screeching voice. She spoke to Hecate first. “Tell me, youngling, who are you?” “My name is Hecate, my lady. I am building an army for the taking of Karamja. A necromanceress.” “Hecate... please, dear, elaborate.” “My master was the great Gallardo. He taught me the ways of the necromancer. But I have also been under the tutorship of Plagueis the Dark, Vadas, Lord of the Seven Islands, and Master Xiqin.” “Xiqin the Monk?” “Yes, my lady.” “And what of you, young man? Who are you?” “My name is Bruce Brysworth, my lady. An explorer. When Hecate’s minions attacked Rimmington and some refugees visited my house I felt that I needed to go and find out what was going on. I entered the caves, but couldn’t go any further. When it started to flood Hecate and I escaped via boat up to the surface with the intent of reaching land. So we came here.” The old woman looked at them with her huge black pupils that dominated her eyes. “I have heard from Master Xiqin you intend to make this Bruce Brysworth a general for us. My dear, why is this?” “Well,” Hecate began, “My lady, not only is he cunning and wise, which shall help us take Karamja for our kingdom, he also is well known as an explorer, but an innocent one, so he may ferry our brethren from where they are at risk without the slightest suspicion.” “Is this because you have an emotional attachment to him?” Hecate gave the slightest of small pauses, but it was enough to give her away. “Not at all, my lady.” Suddenly the old woman’s eyes turned fiery red. Her voice went from old and weak to layered and deep, angry. “You lie to the supreme witch?!” “No, never, my lady...” “You foolish youngling! When will you learn that we elders can see through your pitiful veil of lies to the truth within you?” “My lady, I didn’t mean...” “Such disobedience must be paid for!” The old woman reared backwards on a growing pillar of flame. In her hands two huge fireballs started to grow. Hecate was cowering – but Bruce had suddenly felt a tremor. A few tiles slipped and fell from the roof. By some extraordinary luck, they hit the monstrous witch on the head. Suddenly the flames disappeared, and she fell down onto the floor. Immediately weakened, she looked up, shaking at the pair. “Your... magic?” she asked. There was another tremor, and a few other tiles fell, hitting her again. Her vast age had taken its toll on her, and now just a few light tiles were all that were needed to bring death calling. Amazingly, some of the other wizards started clapping. A particularly wizened one stood up and walked to them. “Thank you, young ones,” he said, “We’ve had to put up with her ancient ways for decades now. Are you not the Hecate of the Reformation sect?” “Yes, my lord.” “We are all reformists here. Converted years back. You’ve done us a favour, taking out that old orthodox witch.” “But...” Bruce mentioned, “We didn’t do anything.” The old man looked at Bruce incredulously. “You didn’t?” “Nope,” Hecate answered. “Then what...” But before the old man could finish his talk, there was yet another rumble, and the smell sulfur filling the room. They looked out of the large window. The sky in this area was clear and warm, but the bulk of the storm was far out to sea, and silhouetted within that was Crandor’s huge black bulk. Bruce could see immediately the thick plume of smoke that rose up from the top of the mountain. “The volcano’s active!” he said. The old man and Hecate looked at him and said together, “Are you sure?” “I’ve seen fifteen volcanoes in my life and I know one when I see one.” “You must leave,” the old man said. “We can protect ourselves here, but you two must go to safety. You have your lives ahead of you, with adventure and pleasure. We are doomed to spend our lives in this tower. Protect yourselves.” Then he said to Spotty and Ugly, “Help them get to their ship. You must make sure that they get to safety.” They nodded, and in a hurry the four left the large room and started to run down the stairs. Crandor was soon to release it’s full wrath.
- {| class="box headnote" |- |This is the article on the article on chapter 611 of the manga. For the article on chapter 154 of the manga, head to Arrival…!!. |} is chapter 611 of the original Naruto manga.
- Two cats were sitting down at the edge of the forest. One drew a front paw over his ear, trying to get rid of some fleas. Suddenly, one of them jumped down from the pile of rocks. "Are you ready to do this?" he snarled. "I don't know" the other cat replied. "I mean, what did they ever do to us?" The first cat pinned him down with both paws. "What did they do to us? That doesn't matter! It's what she did to me that counts!" The second cat gasped for breath. "But why punish all of them for something one cat did?" "Because she needs to pay! She can watch every cat in the forest die around her, and it will be all her fault. She will be forced to leave the forest because her pathetic Starclan and tose pathetic excuses for cats will think so low of her". Or at least what's left of them" "But why do you want me to kill them? Why can't you do it?" The first cat sat up. "Because she'll pick upthe scent and lead it straight to me. She doesn't know your scent. Now, will you do it or not?" "No." The second cat stood his ground. "No!?" The first cat sprung on him again. "What do you mean no? Don't make me bite your throat out!" "Okay, okay!" the second cat panted. "I'l do it!" "Good." "What am I to do?" "You are to go in to the forest, and you are to kill every single one of those cats. Not all at once, just slowly, untill she is the only one left." "Which one do I leave?" the second cat meowed. "She's a light brown tabby of SummerClan. StarClan help you if she's dead, Eagle. I will not hesitate to make you join her." "Okay." Heart full of guilt and fear, Eagle paded in to the forest.
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