Monday, 11 May 2009

Cause we love puns

Literally so much fun...
The site is self-explanatory so enough about that.
A few days ago I found someone's rant about the sky and how beautiful it is, full of clouds and shades, nuances and ideas floating around in ether, undisturbed except by some flimsy zephir (in this perfect weather). Somehow I find myself walking outside in the evenings and I get to admire and beware the big full moon. Apparently I'm not the only one in this terrified-awe state, the clouds are as well. There were none in the night sky. Even the darkened sky was too afraid to contrast with the fullness of the moon so it eased up ever so slightly. Just like the school bully enters the school yard, every sickly, fat, pimply, dorky unfortunate soul unlucky enough to be within 50 feet of The School Bully. The guy's got a reputation to maintain so it's not personal, beating the magical fairy dust out of you... I'm sure you'll understand, respectfully yours.
Is the moon mooning us? The big bully in the sky...

Monday, 17 November 2008

Anime be tomorrow

The latest best in the anime world:
Soul Eater - awesome, has my fave, Stein, in it
Chaos Head - this one has a particularly catchy ending and the plot is actually new and interesting
Kannagi - you'd never guess that the dance sequence was done by the guy who did the Haruhi dance... nooo, it's totally different, promise...
The first two have a great storyline, the last one has an OP that has nothing to do with the actual plot. Which reminds me... another anime with a mind-rape plot twist at the very end of the FIRST EP: Ga Rei Zero. But it's worth it, if only for the motorbike scene.
You addicts can get eps from here. Don't forget to thank me ;)
Oh... and 3D animation... it's bad... like really, stop it, it's really bad!

Thursday, 30 October 2008

M.I.L.D.

Milk is what I'd Like to Drink... my Calcium intake cannot be quenched as thoroughly as with milk. It's so awesome I can't find the words... So I'll (don't look down) tube say it:

The benefits of milk have never sounded so appealing, yes?

Friday, 24 October 2008

Youtube me like there's no tomorrow!

How I'm feeling today... want to know? I'll tell you... It's... well... oh wait, I can show it to you with a youtube vid!
Tubetalk is starting to get on my nerves. Whether it's a mood (yes, I mispelled it as "lood"... I felt very loody, there! lame mood... spell fail...), a feeling or a state of mind, youtube has a video for it.
There's links all over the place. Either you're lazy or not too articulate, the answer for you would start with www.youtube... *Muttley groan I decided NOT to youtube*

Happy Dead Space Day!

What other innovations can one bring to the world of gaming?
An array of guns that most armies would be proud to have, precision and accuracy that make headshots spectacular and competitive, blood and gore to rival the most high-budget horror film, graphics to mess up your so-called top of the line computer. Quite an attractive package, isn't it?
What could one do to better it? I mean, there's only so many times you can shoot someone... or is there?
I can tell you now that Dead Space did bring quite a lot of innovations. Among them are some ingenoius yet inevitable progressions. Yes, the plotline is all too well-known: you go into outer space to help out some stranded people on a spaceship (planet cracker that's destroyed 34 planets... yay human technology!). You get there after a not-so-smooth landing, your engine is damaged, lost upon further inspection. You realize something "terribly wrong" happened there and that you don't know if you can help. The place is deserted, some of your mates die within the first 5 minutes... yadda yadda yadda.
Buut here's where some new additions make it more appealing: your healthbar is conveniently located on the spine of your armour, your player always stays on screen and you have a 360 degree range of revolving around your character. Messages, be them text/video/audio logs do not cut in the game, you're still playing while they are up on the screen. The controls do take a bit of getting used to and you do feel rather dumb healing every time you want to open a door... facepalm moments sprinkled here and there.
One of the newest most sadistic thing is how to kill your necromorph alien mutant enemies. Shoot them, you'd say twitching an index at me. Oh yes, you do that... and get stabbed in the spine when it respawns limbs!!! Ah yes, the way to kill the... dead people corrupted by an alien unitarian marker who turn into alien necromorphs... things is to shoot/stomp/cut off all their limbs. That will stop them.... and kill a bit more of your humanity.
The blood actually bubbles when the darling creatures get dismembered! Oh, detail, what would virtual reality (the bad world gone psychotic side of it at least) be without you! I mean we're all tired of killing badly pixellated characters, we want everything to be more realistic, to have a feel that someone suffers for our extinct social lives.
ARMY NOW RECRUITING NERDS FOR SNIPER CAREER (no dudes, neeeever gonna happen, put the controller down and go in a wide populated space that IS NOT (anywhere near) a convention!.... aaand your fly is open...)

Monday, 20 October 2008

Filler-chan, we love you

In anime, every time the animators make up some random story because the manga artist has yet to produce anything, it's called a filler. They usually bring in useless ridiculously gifted characters, seemingly indestructible yet marvellously pointless who end up dying or disappearing in the swamp of plotlessness.
I recently thought about this: I have filler friends in my life. Everyone does, in the end. They're that person you don't really mind but who kinda hangs out with you whenever they can, clinging with their deformed scrawny social-freak claws to your awesomeness charma. They begin bothering you as soon as they start sounding more desperate and out of place than before... and there's always a "two minutes ago" before. You can't wait to shake them off, to polish off your coolness... there, good as new, cause it's perfect like that.
But you get an itch... now and then. Someone needs to scratch it... a charma itch, a need to be all glowy shiny again. And you turn to your filler friends because they make you feel a bit more important, they raise you up and down them low in your presence. It's like smoking a personality joint, I gather, it gets you high, trippin'... what if it's a bad trip though? Smoke in your eyes either way.
Fill 'er up.

Ay caramba, blad!

The British Coco Jambo... praising grinding and drinking all swirled up in a sex cocktail.