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I still don't believe it. The existence of something that immensely retarded flies in the face of all the respect I've built up for the Bioware people.
Besides, no one ever said you can't put jokes in strategy guides. Especially on a side bar.

Hrmm....thats interesting lol.

Ha ha ha....
I dont think that is all a big joke but a real item.
The funny thing is.....to pass small doors .

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They called it the "Big Metal Unit?" Can't they be a little more imaginative?
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I have them both with one of my characters. After I read that baldurdash story about the pantaloons I went back through bg1 and got them, then got the silver ones in bg2. Yay . Knew it would bring me something cool, just didnt think it would be THAT lol. That thing is insanely powerful, kinda comical though.

Well I have gone to the BIO forum and unless DaveG was joking count that in.
There is a lot of things that I will not do in ToB in relation to certain weapons and upgrades, That "thing" is one of those things I have decided not to make.
People are using the guide (and its badly done, acording to the people that have it) for posting certain things.
That "armor" is uber but its just a inside type of joke (and it certaily appels to the powergamers) that have little to due with the game.
Consider it a "easter egg" by BioWare staff.

[ 06-18-2001: Message edited by: Drakron Du´Dark ]

Yeah it would be stupid to use that. I mean -10 ac? LOL. Good Luck killing my berz.

Ok, thanks for answering my question, but I have one additonal question for you:
What are the CLUA Console commands to create the two pantaloons? I think I remember seeing the topic a while back, but a search revealed I must be in error. Well, in any case, any help you render is most appreciated.

I, too, played through BG1 and 2 again for pretty much the express purpose of collecting the pantaloons; so certain was I that whatever joke or easter egg is associated with the pantaloons enigma would be worth the time and effort.

That is not worth the effort. Right now it feels like they've turned an otherwise funny easter egg (the gold pantaloons) into a highly unfunny quest to get the other pantaloons, resulting in the reciept of an incredibly stupid item for the edification of power gamers and munchkins. I mean, get real!

Just for the record, I still plan on getting the remaining pantaloons on the off chance that this nonsense plays out differently. But if I do recieve the item in question, I'm definitely going to discard it.

What if this only leads us further? What if this unit thing is not whereable by anyone? It will only make the enigma go further!

And I have heard everyone say that some guy in BG1 actually comments on your pantaloons, what does he say?????? I never heard this guy!!!! WHAT DOES HE SAY FOR THE LOVE OF GOD?????!!!!!

Screw the pantaloons- scroll over on that post to read the various things a deck of many things can do..

Come on! What does he say????!!!

Lets see, what does he say?
The nobleman in the Friendly Arm Inn, mistakes you for a cleaner. He gives you the pantaloons to clean, ie. wash, but you can give it back to him for exp. Or you can pretend to be the cleaner and steal the pantaloons.

I'm pretty sure thats it..feel free to correct me if I'm wrong.

That is when you get the pants.
But in Baldur's gate the city some one else comments on the pants.
Don't remember what the person says.
And i presently not far enough in the game - replaying - to find out.
Some one else might know.

Found within a long forgotten pocket of our collected pantology, herein tales the lie of the Metal "Unit".

Gargantua was self-proclaimed lord of his immeasurable lower regions until his son, Pantagruel, questioned the accuracy of the ruler. With his shortcomings exposed, great Gargantua lay prostrate upon the ground while Pantagruel sought to cover his cuirass in case his now governing body lost its sway. He was warned that the people would cut him no slacks, but he never listened, and had burned his britches behind him. Undaunted, he fulfilled his animus with the robes of his father, as uncomfortable as that might sound, and shaped the Metal "Unit" with his own hands.

The rule of Pantagruel was a discommoding morass, his armor eventually suffering a breach in the breech that proved his undoing. As his basket left the pantry, so to speak, his regime fell to insurrection, and so complete was the sacking that not even his Metal "Unit" could be found. The component pieces, a pantaloon triumvirate, were lost in the annals of time.

You now bear the awesome responsibility of the Metal "Unit". Gussets of wind, seams like reality, pockets of resistance, the seat of power, and legs as flared as your temper. Polish it well; the onus is now on you.