Post by #PI077A "Adia" on Feb 3, 2011 13:48:12 GMT -8
Now to try out some of this coding style
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Code: (Credit to Abel)
Message Type One
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Code: (Credit to Abel)
Message Type Two
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Code: (Credit to Abel)
Notes
It appears that by using Style instead of atrb (attribute), the cells will have a constricted height; instead of having the maximum justified height/width.
Length of the texts in each cell will determine the automatically set height and width of each cell, automatically filling in the space of the entire background cell (if one is specified).
Style padding dictates how far inside the borders the text will be. Atrb padding dictates the distance between the border and the other aspects of the table.
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| [atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 5px; background-image: url(http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p250/Panthean/AdiaBothblackstripBG.jpg); background-position: top right; background-repeat: no-repeat; border: 5px groove #aaaa22; background-color: #000000, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 10px 60px 0px 10px;] Would You Walk With Me, In the Shadow’s Vale, ADIA |
| [atrb=style, padding: 10px 60px 10px 10px; opacity: 0.8; text-align: left] - ✝ - The nightmares were prevalent, and terrifying. But one good dream seemed to keep coming back time and time again. It wasn't so much what was seen, or felt, or said; but it had always been more of what the feel of it all was. Such a feeling she didn't have the words to describe; and always, it was the same. - ✝ - This place was nowhere where she could recall, but it felt so familiar. It felt like a home she'd never had, but always remembered. It could have been some place at some point; a place in a past, long since forgotten, long since destroyed; and long since even those who could have remembered had passed. It could have always been a time that was to come, a dream that so desperately needed to be realized by all that might have it. In any case, that place, the home in the dream, in what she called the great meadows, didn't exist today; how could it, when the world was always so dark, so bleak, so broken and depressing? - ✝ - It was a farmstead of some sorts; as she had always awoken in the middle of some grand field of golden brown crops of wheat or grain; the smell of which cascaded the air, and swept all around with the wind. All around were large trees; trees with a color and texture, almost like that of white marble, and leaves of the brightest, healthiest green. The field was the foundation of only a few structures: a wooden, 2 story house painted white, a windmill, a barn. All around, the distant horizons were populated by endless rolling hills of bright green grass. - ✝ - The wind blew across the sky, and moved through the fields, blowing the stalks of grain and creating a ripple looking effect across them. It seemed strong, but it was neigh but a cool breeze that was comforting to the touch. The skies all around where blanketed in occasional, white, fluffy clouds, and otherwise a brilliant sky blue. Light seemed to be coming from everywhere; rather than from the sun, the light in this place simply seemed to just be there. - ✝ - As she got up from the ground, Adia saw all of this; and all around were faces of the same feeling of familiarity, but as well, memory did not serve these people. Here, she felt different; her canine like senses were gone, as were any other associations to her identity. Here, she was human somehow. As she looked around, a rush of warm feelings, a compassion that choked her thoughts and heart like a love beyond any she'd ever understood, moved through her. - ✝ - As she felt this happening, she heard a voice. The voice did not come from anything she could see, but it was as if it was coming from within her; and yet, it was a clear distinction from her own thoughts, like some-one else's words were pouring directly into her conscious mind. "Ashley," it said, as if calling out to her. Her name was not Ashley, though the name rung with the same familiarity as before. Adia could tell where the voice called her from, and just as she moved to follow it, the dream ends. |
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And Restore My Soul, Leading Me According To Your Truth?
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Base code written by Abel.
[atrb=style, padding: 10px 60px 0px 10px;][/td][/tr][/table][/center]Code: (Credit to Abel)
[center][table][tr][td][atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 5px; background-image: url(http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p250/Panthean/AdiaBothblackstripBG.jpg); background-position: top right; background-repeat: no-repeat; border: 5px groove #aaaa22; background-color: #000000, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 10px 60px 0px 10px;][div style="font: normal 14px/10px Papyrus; color: #aaaa22; font-variant: small-caps; text-align: left; line-height: 1;"]Would You Walk With Me, In the Shadow’s Vale,[/div]
[div style="border: 3px groove #aaaa22; width: 340px; background-color: #151515;"]ADIA[/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][atrb=style, padding: 10px 60px 10px 10px; opacity: 0.8; text-align: left][div style="width: 330px; border: 3px groove #aaaa22; background-color: #151515; Padding: 5px 5px 5px 5px"]
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[/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][div style="font: normal 11px/10px Papyrus; color: #aaaa22; font-variant: small-caps; text-align: left; line-height: 1;"]And Restore My Soul, Leading Me According To Your Truth?[/div][atrb=style, padding: 10px 60px 0px 10px;][/td][/tr]
[tr][td][div style="font: normal 8px/10px Papyrus; color: #aaaa22; font-variant: small-caps; text-align: left; line-height: 1;"]Base code written by Abel.[/div][atrb=style, padding: 10px 60px 0px 10px;][/td][/tr][/table][/center]Message Type One
| [atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 5px; background-image: url(http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p250/Panthean/AdiaSmallestBlackBG.jpg); background-position: top right; background-repeat: no-repeat; border: 5px groove #aaaa22; background-color: #000000, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 10px 60px 0px 10px;] Would You Walk With Me, In the Shadow’s Vale, ADIA |
| [atrb=style, padding: 10px 60px 10px 10px; opacity: 0.8; text-align: left] - ✝ - As she got up from the ground, Adia saw all of this; and all around were faces of the same feeling of familiarity, but as well, memory did not serve these people. Here, she felt different; her canine like senses were gone, as were any other associations to her identity. Here, she was human somehow. As she looked around, a rush of warm feelings, a compassion that choked her thoughts and heart like a love beyond any she'd ever understood, moved through her. - ✝ - As she felt this happening, she heard a voice. The voice did not come from anything she could see, but it was as if it was coming from within her; and yet, it was a clear distinction from her own thoughts, like some-one else's words were pouring directly into her conscious mind. "Ashley," it said, as if calling out to her. Her name was not Ashley, though the name rung with the same familiarity as before. Adia could tell where the voice called her from, and just as she moved to follow it, the dream ends. |
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And Restore My Soul, Leading Me According To Your Truth?
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Base code written by Abel.
[atrb=style, padding: 10px 60px 0px 10px;][/td][/tr][/table][/center]Code: (Credit to Abel)
[center][table][tr][td][atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 5px; background-image: url(http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p250/Panthean/AdiaSmallestBlackBG.jpg); background-position: top right; background-repeat: no-repeat; border: 5px groove #aaaa22; background-color: #000000, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 10px 60px 0px 10px;][div style="font: normal 14px/10px Papyrus; color: #aaaa22; font-variant: small-caps; text-align: left; line-height: 1;"]Would You Walk With Me, In the Shadow’s Vale,[/div]
[div style="border: 3px groove #aaaa22; width: 340px; background-color: #151515;"]ADIA[/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][atrb=style, padding: 10px 60px 10px 10px; opacity: 0.8; text-align: left][div style="width: 330px; border: 3px groove #aaaa22; background-color: #151515; Padding: 5px 5px 5px 5px"]
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[/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][div style="font: normal 11px/10px Papyrus; color: #aaaa22; font-variant: small-caps; text-align: left; line-height: 1;"]And Restore My Soul, Leading Me According To Your Truth?[/div][atrb=style, padding: 10px 60px 0px 10px;][/td][/tr]
[tr][td][div style="font: normal 8px/10px Papyrus; color: #aaaa22; font-variant: small-caps; text-align: left; line-height: 1;"]Base code written by Abel.[/div][atrb=style, padding: 10px 60px 10px 10px;][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
Message Type Two
| [atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 520px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 5px; background-image: url(http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p250/Panthean/Adia2FinishedsmallestblackBG2.jpg); background-position: top left; background-repeat: no-repeat; border: 5px groove #aaaa22; background-color: #000000, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 10px 10px 10px 170px] Would You Walk With Me, In the Shadow’s Vale, ADIA |
| [atrb=style, padding: 10px 10px 10px 170px; opacity: 0.8; text-align: left] - ✝ - As she got up from the ground, Adia saw all of this; and all around were faces of the same feeling of familiarity, but as well, memory did not serve these people. Here, she felt different; her canine like senses were gone, as were any other associations to her identity. Here, she was human somehow. As she looked around, a rush of warm feelings, a compassion that choked her thoughts and heart like a love beyond any she'd ever understood, moved through her. - ✝ - As she felt this happening, she heard a voice. The voice did not come from anything she could see, but it was as if it was coming from within her; and yet, it was a clear distinction from her own thoughts, like some-one else's words were pouring directly into her conscious mind. "Ashley," it said, as if calling out to her. Her name was not Ashley, though the name rung with the same familiarity as before. Adia could tell where the voice called her from, and just as she moved to follow it, the dream ends. |
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And Restore My Soul, Leading Me According To Your Truth?
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Base code written by Abel.
[atrb=style, padding: 10px 10px 10px 170px;][/td][/tr][/table][/center]Code: (Credit to Abel)
[center][table][tr][td][atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 520px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 5px; background-image: url(http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p250/Panthean/Adia2FinishedsmallestblackBG2.jpg); background-position: top left; background-repeat: no-repeat; border: 5px groove #aaaa22; background-color: #000000, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 10px 10px 10px 170px][div style="font: normal 12px/10px Papyrus; color: #aaaa22; font-variant: small-caps; text-align: left; line-height: 1;"]Would You Walk With Me, In the Shadow’s Vale,[/div]
[div style="border: 3px groove #aaaa22; width: 340px; background-color: #151515"]ADIA[/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][atrb=style, padding: 10px 10px 10px 170px; opacity: 0.8; text-align: left][div style="width: 330px; border: 3px groove #aaaa22; background-color: #151515; Padding: 5px 5px 5px 5px"]
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[/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][div style="font: normal 11px/10px Papyrus; color: #aaaa22; font-variant: small-caps; text-align: left; line-height: 1;"]And Restore My Soul, Leading Me According To Your Truth?[/div][atrb=style, padding: 10px 10px 10px 170px;][/td][/tr]
[tr][td][div style="font: normal 8px/10px Papyrus; color: #aaaa22; font-variant: small-caps; text-align: left; line-height: 1;"]Base code written by Abel.[/div][atrb=style, padding: 10px 10px 10px 170px;][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
Notes
It appears that by using Style instead of atrb (attribute), the cells will have a constricted height; instead of having the maximum justified height/width.
Length of the texts in each cell will determine the automatically set height and width of each cell, automatically filling in the space of the entire background cell (if one is specified).
Style padding dictates how far inside the borders the text will be. Atrb padding dictates the distance between the border and the other aspects of the table.
| [atrb=style, border: 5px groove #0033dd; width: 450px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 5px; background-color: #00ee08, bTable] Example Title Text |
| [atrb=style, padding: 25px 25px 25px 25px] Exmplae Body Text Here. Wrap around check, wrap around check, wrap around check, wrap around check. Example Body Text Here. |
| [atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 520px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 5px; background-image: url(http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p250/Panthean/Adia2FinishedsmallestblackBG2.jpg); background-position: top left; background-repeat: no-repeat; border: 5px groove #aaaa22; background-color: #000000, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 10px 10px 10px 170px] Would You Walk With Me, In the Shadow’s Vale, ADIA |
| [atrb=style, padding: 10px 10px 10px 170px; opacity: 0.8; text-align: left] - ✝ - |
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And Restore My Soul, Leading Me According To Your Truth?
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Base code written by Abel.
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