Oh my gawd. So I was watching on VH1classic the drug years, and they were playing some Jefferson Airplane. So I was like, yeah, didn't that amazing game Lost Odyssey have "white Rabbit" in the commercial? So I was on youtube, just shittin around like I usually do. Man that is one great song, and a great video. So if you are into good music, or good video games, or whatever here are a few videos that have this amazing song in them:
Lost Odyssey:
Silent Hill:
and that is what youtube is made for.
You know that feeling you get when you've just seen a martial arts movie, and you walk out of the theater into the cold night air. That feeling that makes you raise your head to the sky and scream out, challenging the moon and stars and the heavens above. That irresistible urge to send badly imitated tiger claw punches and monkey style kicks at the faces and bodies of loved ones and unsuspecting movie goers. That rush of adrenaline that makes you jump around like an imbecile, punching and kicking at imaginary foes, feigning death, and rising up again delivering cheesy one liners straight from the lips of your favorite Professional Wrestler, then resuming your epic but imaginary battle. Discovering profound conviction in the belief that you are "The Chosen One". Yeah, I've got it, 'cause I just saw "The Forbidden Kingdom" starring Jackie Chan, Jet Li, some punk white kid, and a girl who refers to herself in the third person. And I'm here to BLOG about it, bitches.
The movie was very entertaining. But also, very VERY cheesy. And funny. There were several moments in the movie where the entire theater burst into laughter. The jokes were great, as Jackie Chan and his crippling mental retardation are quite entertaining. But seriously. It was an entertaining movie. It made me want to go watch more martial arts movies, just to get that same flavor of humor and to be able to pick out martial art styles again. The locations where they filmed were Friggin GORGEOUS and the fights were well choreographed. Hell, it even had a few twists that totally caught me by surprise, which is unusual because I'm the kinda guy who isn't phased at all by M. Night Shamalamalamalamalamanon and his perverse need to confuse everyone he's ever met. But, back to the cheesyness. The acting was good, except for the parts where it needed to be good. Also, I'm sorta biased here, because I went into the movie knowing it was going to be cheesy, so I didn't expect much from it. Also, the simple fact that I have watched quite a few "Sci-Fi Channel Originals" might have something to do with why I was able to enjoy the movie so much. It might also have to do with why I'm dead on the inside, but thats another story, for another time.
All and all, the movie was entertaining, but if you are a picky movie goer or someone who just gets angry at the site of interracial love and Kung-Fu, then you might not like this movie. Now, please excuse me while I go stand under some waterfalls and punch hard things.
The movie was very entertaining. But also, very VERY cheesy. And funny. There were several moments in the movie where the entire theater burst into laughter. The jokes were great, as Jackie Chan and his crippling mental retardation are quite entertaining. But seriously. It was an entertaining movie. It made me want to go watch more martial arts movies, just to get that same flavor of humor and to be able to pick out martial art styles again. The locations where they filmed were Friggin GORGEOUS and the fights were well choreographed. Hell, it even had a few twists that totally caught me by surprise, which is unusual because I'm the kinda guy who isn't phased at all by M. Night Shamalamalamalamalamanon and his perverse need to confuse everyone he's ever met. But, back to the cheesyness. The acting was good, except for the parts where it needed to be good. Also, I'm sorta biased here, because I went into the movie knowing it was going to be cheesy, so I didn't expect much from it. Also, the simple fact that I have watched quite a few "Sci-Fi Channel Originals" might have something to do with why I was able to enjoy the movie so much. It might also have to do with why I'm dead on the inside, but thats another story, for another time.
All and all, the movie was entertaining, but if you are a picky movie goer or someone who just gets angry at the site of interracial love and Kung-Fu, then you might not like this movie. Now, please excuse me while I go stand under some waterfalls and punch hard things.
18 April 2008
Have you ever thought, "my desktop is too cluttered. And like the chinese say, a cluttered desktop is a cluttered soul."? No, you probably never thought that, but if you have, I'll tell you a few easy ways to make a cluttered desktop like this:
Into something very sleek and small, like this:
First, put all of those shortcuts into a folder on your desktop. Label it shortcut or something. Delete any shortcuts that are non-essential. Next, let's remove icons like Recycle bin, my computer, internet explorer, and others. (for vista users... although its basically same process for xp)
Go to start>control panel>personalization>change desktop icons
Then uncheck everything that you don't want.
Now, to get the sleek program I use, you could go to stardock.com and download it for free. But it has limited capabilities unless you pay for it. So pay for it. Or you could go to torrentz.com and search for objectdock with serial and download it, but thats illegal, so I totally would not do it. After object dock is installed, run the program and click the configure dock button. Under the general settings, check the Hide windows taskbar. This will eliminate the bottom bar from the screen, which makes a HUGE difference. Next, click and drag whatever files you want onto the objectdock, and just sort of putter around with it. It's a lot of fun to mess with, so just be fun. Another good way to look sleeker is to change your resolution. Set it at something higher than you normally have it, or whatever your monitor can handle. Mine is widescreen, so I only have a few choices of resolutions, and they are all pretty high. Get a good simple, primarily one color background. I actually get backgrounds that are much much higher than what my actual resolution is. Sometimes the effect can be great, and sometimes it can screw you like a cheerleader on prom night.
Goodnight america
Into something very sleek and small, like this:
First, put all of those shortcuts into a folder on your desktop. Label it shortcut or something. Delete any shortcuts that are non-essential. Next, let's remove icons like Recycle bin, my computer, internet explorer, and others. (for vista users... although its basically same process for xp)
Go to start>control panel>personalization>change desktop icons
Then uncheck everything that you don't want.
Now, to get the sleek program I use, you could go to stardock.com and download it for free. But it has limited capabilities unless you pay for it. So pay for it. Or you could go to torrentz.com and search for objectdock with serial and download it, but thats illegal, so I totally would not do it. After object dock is installed, run the program and click the configure dock button. Under the general settings, check the Hide windows taskbar. This will eliminate the bottom bar from the screen, which makes a HUGE difference. Next, click and drag whatever files you want onto the objectdock, and just sort of putter around with it. It's a lot of fun to mess with, so just be fun. Another good way to look sleeker is to change your resolution. Set it at something higher than you normally have it, or whatever your monitor can handle. Mine is widescreen, so I only have a few choices of resolutions, and they are all pretty high. Get a good simple, primarily one color background. I actually get backgrounds that are much much higher than what my actual resolution is. Sometimes the effect can be great, and sometimes it can screw you like a cheerleader on prom night.
Goodnight america
Wow. I love the internet. No, not for its flashy images and cool desktop wallpapers in way higher resolutions than you need it to be (5600x3420.. wow). No, not for its hilarious humor or strange games. For the tech help. I was playing silent hill 2, and about an hour in I got the flashlight. Only problem is that when I turn it on, everything goes black except for my character. I spent weeks working on this, going through tons of drivers, reinstalling the game 10 times, running in compatibility, running with absolutely no effects on (420x240 anyone?). I was frustrated, tired, and angry. Then, I searched on google for "Silent Hill 2 flashlight error"
and I got http://www.gamespot.com/pc/adventure/silenthill2/show_msgs.php?topic_id=m-1-41925427&pid=561577
I figured it was useless, skimming through the thread. Then I read what I had to do. I had to open up a .fix file in notepad, add some lines to the device I owned, and bam. Fixed.
Thank you internet, thank you.
Oh and I also love internet for its porn.
and I got http://www.gamespot.com/pc/adventure/silenthill2/show_msgs.php?topic_id=m-1-41925427&pid=561577
I figured it was useless, skimming through the thread. Then I read what I had to do. I had to open up a .fix file in notepad, add some lines to the device I owned, and bam. Fixed.
Thank you internet, thank you.
Oh and I also love internet for its porn.
I too have mulled over the thoughts of killing someo- err... "Defending Myself Effectively in a Combat Situation"...
Physical Condition:
I weigh in at about 220-230 lbs. I'm working out though, mostly cardio-vascular type exercises but I also incorporate push-ups and other body weight only exercises into my regiment. I don't know how much I can bench. Not in the best physical shape of my life. However, I don't have any crippling diseases(Aids, Cancer, Stupidity, etc.) Despite my weight I'm not morbidly obese and I do have broad shoulders. I'm average height for my age. I've never broken anything in my life but I have permanently "dented" various limbs. I can take quite a beating and I heal quickly. I am quick in short bursts and in movement. I can, to the surprise of some, run for quite a long time at an efficient speed. I'm also good at climbing things.
Combat Knowledge:
I've never been in a fight, really, despite being in situations where giving someone a good knock on the head was justified. I'm extremely level headed and I keep my cool in situations where I'm being provoked -- Which is why I've never been in a fight. However, I wrestle a lot with brothers and cousins and dads and the like. More than once my uncle or dad has had to stop me and my cousin from wrestling because they are worried I'm gonna hurt him(He's a bit taller and about the same weight as me, but he's physically in better shape, muscle wise) I have more than once proved my competence and ability to throw my weight around. I know how to get the perfect "four-seconds-and-you-are-out" sleeper hold. I also know MANY ways to break MANY bones and MANY ways to slip out of or counter natural holds/grabs(Like someone comes up to you and grabs your shirt). I'm not good at stand-up; I like to take my battles to the ground. I feel I have more control when I can twist in such a way as to simultaneously dislocate and snap your arm in half. All and all, I'm not one to get myself into a fight unless I had absolutely no choice, and if I did I would at least break a few of the assailant's bones before I went down. I know how to fight.
The Situations:
1. I'm lying in my bed half awake, I hear heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. Boots, probably cowboy style as they sound heavy in the heal but light in the toe. I ready my blade. The stranger walks through my doorway. Through my eyelids, I can sense a disturbance in the light. He silently creeps over to my bedside. He's probably there to rape me. As his hand reaches down to tousle my hair I grab him by the wrist, twisting it so his elbow is exposed to my free hand. He, surprised by how quick and graceful I am, is caught off guard. I ram the palm of my other free hand into the elbow of his fully extended arm. He, to counter my attack, walks in the direction I'm pushing(a sort of semi-circular direction), causing him to tumble halfway over my bed's footboard(I sleep with my head on that end). I then proceed to pull down his pants and spank him on his bare buttocks. This surprises, confuses, and excites him all at the same time. After a bit of this, I grab the nearest phallic object on the ground and begin to violently sodomize him. When were done we both awkwardly smoke a cigarette and he gives me his phone number but I never call him and we never see each other again.
2. I'm lying in bed, half awake, when I hear footsteps coming up the stairs. Boots, probably cowboy style as they sound heavy in the heel but light in the toe. I feel his essence as he approaches my bed. As I was caught in the act of masturbation I have a full erection. I use this to my advantage as I leap out of my bed screaming like a madman, shouting racial obscenities at him. I'm completely naked, because thats just the way I like to sleep. This, coupled with my massive erection, frightens him. I extend my arms perpendicular to my body to make myself appear larger. I use loud sounds and grunts to frighten and confuse him. Once I see an opening I run straight at him, head down, arms still spread out, and I ram him right in the sternum with the hard part of my forehead. The air knocked out of him, he tumbles backwards and lands on the ground with such a commotion that it shakes the house. I follow, head still shoved into his chest. I shove my erect penis into his face and start screaming more racial slurrs at him. He summarily has a heart attack, a brain hemorrhage, and a seizure at the same time. The smell of feces and urine begins to fill the room. I walk out the doorway with a cigarette in my mouth, striking a match on my chest and lighting it. I then toss the match over my shoulder and it lights the gasoline and the house explodes. As I walk down the street, in my badass drifter clothes, I begin to hail to other cars. I hitchhike across the world, killing people. People begin referring to me as El Diablo, or "The Crazy Naked Fighter".
3. I'm at the QT, just trying to buy some gas for my horse when a couple of straight-up gangster baller O.G.'s start giving me a hard time. I'm like "Hey there pardner, I don't want any trouble". The leader of the troop, decked out in sweet black and red chainmail armor, looks me in the eye. A look of surprise comes over his face, which turns to anger. He says to his lackeys "He is the chosen one, eliminate him." They all pull out their tec-9's and begin shooting the place up. I dive for cover and unsheathe my claymore sword. With a frightening warcry, I charge the group, dodging all their bullets and leaping right over the lackeys directly into the leader. As I come down upon him I shove my sword through his neck. The lackeys are stunned to silence. I turn to them and say "Go, and tell your leaders that I let you live but that I won't let them live if they harass me, or my people any longer". The slowly start to move and I leap at them and scream "GOOO". They leave hastily. Everyone else in the QT are in awe, when someone begins a slow clap. "El Diablo, El Diablo, El Diablo...", they begin to chant. I push down my sweet sunglasses and look at the register guy. "So, about that gas for my horse", I say to him. "Oh, here you go..." he stutters. He hands me my gas and as I walk out of the QT I strike a match on my face, my five-a-clock shadow shining in the moonlight. I light a cigarette and toss it back into the QT. The whole place explodes and I ride my horse into the sunset...
So, as you can see, I'm pretty badass and I know how to fight.
Physical Condition:
I weigh in at about 220-230 lbs. I'm working out though, mostly cardio-vascular type exercises but I also incorporate push-ups and other body weight only exercises into my regiment. I don't know how much I can bench. Not in the best physical shape of my life. However, I don't have any crippling diseases(Aids, Cancer, Stupidity, etc.) Despite my weight I'm not morbidly obese and I do have broad shoulders. I'm average height for my age. I've never broken anything in my life but I have permanently "dented" various limbs. I can take quite a beating and I heal quickly. I am quick in short bursts and in movement. I can, to the surprise of some, run for quite a long time at an efficient speed. I'm also good at climbing things.
Combat Knowledge:
I've never been in a fight, really, despite being in situations where giving someone a good knock on the head was justified. I'm extremely level headed and I keep my cool in situations where I'm being provoked -- Which is why I've never been in a fight. However, I wrestle a lot with brothers and cousins and dads and the like. More than once my uncle or dad has had to stop me and my cousin from wrestling because they are worried I'm gonna hurt him(He's a bit taller and about the same weight as me, but he's physically in better shape, muscle wise) I have more than once proved my competence and ability to throw my weight around. I know how to get the perfect "four-seconds-and-you-are-out" sleeper hold. I also know MANY ways to break MANY bones and MANY ways to slip out of or counter natural holds/grabs(Like someone comes up to you and grabs your shirt). I'm not good at stand-up; I like to take my battles to the ground. I feel I have more control when I can twist in such a way as to simultaneously dislocate and snap your arm in half. All and all, I'm not one to get myself into a fight unless I had absolutely no choice, and if I did I would at least break a few of the assailant's bones before I went down. I know how to fight.
The Situations:
1. I'm lying in my bed half awake, I hear heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. Boots, probably cowboy style as they sound heavy in the heal but light in the toe. I ready my blade. The stranger walks through my doorway. Through my eyelids, I can sense a disturbance in the light. He silently creeps over to my bedside. He's probably there to rape me. As his hand reaches down to tousle my hair I grab him by the wrist, twisting it so his elbow is exposed to my free hand. He, surprised by how quick and graceful I am, is caught off guard. I ram the palm of my other free hand into the elbow of his fully extended arm. He, to counter my attack, walks in the direction I'm pushing(a sort of semi-circular direction), causing him to tumble halfway over my bed's footboard(I sleep with my head on that end). I then proceed to pull down his pants and spank him on his bare buttocks. This surprises, confuses, and excites him all at the same time. After a bit of this, I grab the nearest phallic object on the ground and begin to violently sodomize him. When were done we both awkwardly smoke a cigarette and he gives me his phone number but I never call him and we never see each other again.
2. I'm lying in bed, half awake, when I hear footsteps coming up the stairs. Boots, probably cowboy style as they sound heavy in the heel but light in the toe. I feel his essence as he approaches my bed. As I was caught in the act of masturbation I have a full erection. I use this to my advantage as I leap out of my bed screaming like a madman, shouting racial obscenities at him. I'm completely naked, because thats just the way I like to sleep. This, coupled with my massive erection, frightens him. I extend my arms perpendicular to my body to make myself appear larger. I use loud sounds and grunts to frighten and confuse him. Once I see an opening I run straight at him, head down, arms still spread out, and I ram him right in the sternum with the hard part of my forehead. The air knocked out of him, he tumbles backwards and lands on the ground with such a commotion that it shakes the house. I follow, head still shoved into his chest. I shove my erect penis into his face and start screaming more racial slurrs at him. He summarily has a heart attack, a brain hemorrhage, and a seizure at the same time. The smell of feces and urine begins to fill the room. I walk out the doorway with a cigarette in my mouth, striking a match on my chest and lighting it. I then toss the match over my shoulder and it lights the gasoline and the house explodes. As I walk down the street, in my badass drifter clothes, I begin to hail to other cars. I hitchhike across the world, killing people. People begin referring to me as El Diablo, or "The Crazy Naked Fighter".
3. I'm at the QT, just trying to buy some gas for my horse when a couple of straight-up gangster baller O.G.'s start giving me a hard time. I'm like "Hey there pardner, I don't want any trouble". The leader of the troop, decked out in sweet black and red chainmail armor, looks me in the eye. A look of surprise comes over his face, which turns to anger. He says to his lackeys "He is the chosen one, eliminate him." They all pull out their tec-9's and begin shooting the place up. I dive for cover and unsheathe my claymore sword. With a frightening warcry, I charge the group, dodging all their bullets and leaping right over the lackeys directly into the leader. As I come down upon him I shove my sword through his neck. The lackeys are stunned to silence. I turn to them and say "Go, and tell your leaders that I let you live but that I won't let them live if they harass me, or my people any longer". The slowly start to move and I leap at them and scream "GOOO". They leave hastily. Everyone else in the QT are in awe, when someone begins a slow clap. "El Diablo, El Diablo, El Diablo...", they begin to chant. I push down my sweet sunglasses and look at the register guy. "So, about that gas for my horse", I say to him. "Oh, here you go..." he stutters. He hands me my gas and as I walk out of the QT I strike a match on my face, my five-a-clock shadow shining in the moonlight. I light a cigarette and toss it back into the QT. The whole place explodes and I ride my horse into the sunset...
So, as you can see, I'm pretty badass and I know how to fight.
14 April 2008
I always wondered "How would I handle myself in a combat situation?" This is a scientific study... that I am doing in my house, since I'm bored out of my bloody mind.
Body Condition:
I am in physically good health (don't have aids, cancer, diabetes, not an amputee), I can bench about 180, so I'm not buff, but I can throw down. I can probably take someone who weighs about 150 and under even if they work out, and do 150+ if they didn't work out at all. (this is applying to males, not to females. I figure I can take out them pretty easily, cept for the body builders)
Knowledge of the Body:
Most people would call me a smart person. I know a lot of stupid stuff, but with that stupid stuff, I know a lot about stupid kung fu stuff. So if I was attacked, I know that if you shove your thumb in someones eye hard enough, they die. I know were vital organs are, and I know that if you crush a ribcage, it can puncture the lungs. I've seen a lot of mafia movies.
Fighting Experience:
I've only been in like 4 fights, and they were in grade school. I'm not a good fighter... in any respect. I know how to punch someone without breaking my thumb, and I know how to choke someone properly.
Nerves:
I don't get nervous easily, I don't get scared easily. I am able to keep my cool under most situations, especially in things that most people would poop their pants in.
Endurance:
I can take a beating, I'll leave it at that. Then again, I can't handle huge hits to the face.
Situations:
1. I am sleeping, a 30 year old male breaks into my house. I hear the glass shatter, and get prepared for a conflict. He walks into my room, I hide behind my door. As he steps past me, I grab him from behind. I can see him perfectly, for I have epic nightvision. I wrap my hands around his neck, and he slowly falls to the floor (I know how to do a sleeper hold). I walk away unscathed.
2. I am sleeping, a 30 year old male breaks into my house, only this time, I don't hear him. As he walks into my room, I wake up. Screaming bloody murder, I kick him in the stomach and groin as I propel myself from my bed. I tackle him to the floor, still screaming (this confuses him greatly) and I perform a killing blow to his groin. After about 10 more groin shots, he says "dude, stop" and leaves, never able to have children again.
3. I walk into a bar, two men look at me with eyes of hate. I go to the bar, order a whiskey. He asks what bottle, I say let me see your black label. Holding it in my hands, I notice the two men at the bar start to walk towards me, saying rude things. I prepare for the conflict in my mind. As one puts his arm on my shoulder, I smash the bottle over his head, and then gut the other with the remains. I run out of the bar screaming.
4. (by far the best scenario) I am at school. A thug kid who has been getting on my nerves walks up to me. I stay seated, staring straight forward as he harasses me. I notice the teacher is out of the room, probably doing heroine in the hall. My supplies are: Stapler, Pencil, Peace of Paper. He moves to the side of me, still yelling at my ear. With lightning fast reflexes, I grab my pencil, and shove it into the front of his throat. Then, immediately grab my paper, wrinkling it and shoving it into his open mouth. For the cou de grace, I swing the open stapler into the thugs temple. The thug on the floor, having multiple hemmorages and seizures all at once. I leave the room, and as I walk out, I somehow have a trench coat on. Oh, and I drop a pistol on the ground, showing my classmates I didn't have to use it.
Body Condition:
I am in physically good health (don't have aids, cancer, diabetes, not an amputee), I can bench about 180, so I'm not buff, but I can throw down. I can probably take someone who weighs about 150 and under even if they work out, and do 150+ if they didn't work out at all. (this is applying to males, not to females. I figure I can take out them pretty easily, cept for the body builders)
Knowledge of the Body:
Most people would call me a smart person. I know a lot of stupid stuff, but with that stupid stuff, I know a lot about stupid kung fu stuff. So if I was attacked, I know that if you shove your thumb in someones eye hard enough, they die. I know were vital organs are, and I know that if you crush a ribcage, it can puncture the lungs. I've seen a lot of mafia movies.
Fighting Experience:
I've only been in like 4 fights, and they were in grade school. I'm not a good fighter... in any respect. I know how to punch someone without breaking my thumb, and I know how to choke someone properly.
Nerves:
I don't get nervous easily, I don't get scared easily. I am able to keep my cool under most situations, especially in things that most people would poop their pants in.
Endurance:
I can take a beating, I'll leave it at that. Then again, I can't handle huge hits to the face.
Situations:
1. I am sleeping, a 30 year old male breaks into my house. I hear the glass shatter, and get prepared for a conflict. He walks into my room, I hide behind my door. As he steps past me, I grab him from behind. I can see him perfectly, for I have epic nightvision. I wrap my hands around his neck, and he slowly falls to the floor (I know how to do a sleeper hold). I walk away unscathed.
2. I am sleeping, a 30 year old male breaks into my house, only this time, I don't hear him. As he walks into my room, I wake up. Screaming bloody murder, I kick him in the stomach and groin as I propel myself from my bed. I tackle him to the floor, still screaming (this confuses him greatly) and I perform a killing blow to his groin. After about 10 more groin shots, he says "dude, stop" and leaves, never able to have children again.
3. I walk into a bar, two men look at me with eyes of hate. I go to the bar, order a whiskey. He asks what bottle, I say let me see your black label. Holding it in my hands, I notice the two men at the bar start to walk towards me, saying rude things. I prepare for the conflict in my mind. As one puts his arm on my shoulder, I smash the bottle over his head, and then gut the other with the remains. I run out of the bar screaming.
4. (by far the best scenario) I am at school. A thug kid who has been getting on my nerves walks up to me. I stay seated, staring straight forward as he harasses me. I notice the teacher is out of the room, probably doing heroine in the hall. My supplies are: Stapler, Pencil, Peace of Paper. He moves to the side of me, still yelling at my ear. With lightning fast reflexes, I grab my pencil, and shove it into the front of his throat. Then, immediately grab my paper, wrinkling it and shoving it into his open mouth. For the cou de grace, I swing the open stapler into the thugs temple. The thug on the floor, having multiple hemmorages and seizures all at once. I leave the room, and as I walk out, I somehow have a trench coat on. Oh, and I drop a pistol on the ground, showing my classmates I didn't have to use it.
12 April 2008
Yeah yeah, it's that special time of year again. The birds are singing, the children are laughing, and oh yeah, my thumbs are bleeding. Video games. Everyone loves em, 'cept for bitches, but dey don no shit, ma. Anywho, Here are a few of my favorite Horror games. Played em all, love em all. listed in order of least scary to most scary.
Fatal Frame:
Sure, running around as a little girl with a camera is fun, but when there are demons involved, count me out. This little bitch is one tough cookie. The game itself was pretty scary, but the main character was just too distant. I couldn't connect with a small japanese girl. Except with my sweet sweet love.
Dead Rising:
Not exactly a horror game, but shut up. I played this game for so many hours, I actually had dreams about it, which is unusual for action games. This game was pretty fun, and I know Fenghar doesn't believe that I got the mega buster, but he can go fuck himself. I did.
Ass.
Resident Evil 4:
This game was mediocre on scary....ness... it felt especially dry in that area. But the rest of the game was no doubt epic. I basically pooped on the first mission when I felt the new barricade system.
Resident Evil 1:
The original resident evils were pretty good. The first was definitely the best of all. Taking place in the famed mansion, the game was action packed, had a few good scares, and some interesting puzzles.
Siren:
Never heard of this one? Too bad. One word describes this game, EPIC. The scare factor was off the frackin charts. You basically solved puzzles by looking through the eyes of the zombies, using telepathy. The zombies in this game were horrific, causing numerous bed wetting incidents among fans.
Dino Crisis:
One of my all time favorite games for the psx, I played this at my dad's house. I remember my brother buying it (much older than me) and my dad said i couldn't play that game. But I did anyways. I remember how scary it was walking down a hall, and at the end of it, you see a raptor cross the intersection. EEEK
Silent Hill origins
A great great game. Loved it for the psp, super scare factor, very very horrific. It basically took the portable horror genre to new limits. Raised the bar.
Silent hill 4
Haven't played this yet. Wow though, just look at that preview.
Silent hill 1
OF course this had to be on here. What did you think? For the psx originally, but has been ported to other systems. The graphics are still choppy as hell, and it is slow to get moving, but once it does, wowie.
Silent hill 2
I love this game. Still haven't beaten it, but man is it fun. Better than the original, the story is incredible. Love and stuff. You know. Also the best video ever.
Fatal Frame:
Sure, running around as a little girl with a camera is fun, but when there are demons involved, count me out. This little bitch is one tough cookie. The game itself was pretty scary, but the main character was just too distant. I couldn't connect with a small japanese girl. Except with my sweet sweet love.
Dead Rising:
Not exactly a horror game, but shut up. I played this game for so many hours, I actually had dreams about it, which is unusual for action games. This game was pretty fun, and I know Fenghar doesn't believe that I got the mega buster, but he can go fuck himself. I did.
Ass.
Resident Evil 4:
This game was mediocre on scary....ness... it felt especially dry in that area. But the rest of the game was no doubt epic. I basically pooped on the first mission when I felt the new barricade system.
Resident Evil 1:
The original resident evils were pretty good. The first was definitely the best of all. Taking place in the famed mansion, the game was action packed, had a few good scares, and some interesting puzzles.
Siren:
Never heard of this one? Too bad. One word describes this game, EPIC. The scare factor was off the frackin charts. You basically solved puzzles by looking through the eyes of the zombies, using telepathy. The zombies in this game were horrific, causing numerous bed wetting incidents among fans.
Dino Crisis:
One of my all time favorite games for the psx, I played this at my dad's house. I remember my brother buying it (much older than me) and my dad said i couldn't play that game. But I did anyways. I remember how scary it was walking down a hall, and at the end of it, you see a raptor cross the intersection. EEEK
Silent Hill origins
A great great game. Loved it for the psp, super scare factor, very very horrific. It basically took the portable horror genre to new limits. Raised the bar.
Silent hill 4
Haven't played this yet. Wow though, just look at that preview.
Silent hill 1
OF course this had to be on here. What did you think? For the psx originally, but has been ported to other systems. The graphics are still choppy as hell, and it is slow to get moving, but once it does, wowie.
Silent hill 2
I love this game. Still haven't beaten it, but man is it fun. Better than the original, the story is incredible. Love and stuff. You know. Also the best video ever.
10 April 2008
I'm jonesing for a zombie flick and/or game. Seriously, last night I even had a dream I was playing/living Left4Dead. I can't take this sexual fru- err, zombie anxiety much longer. Seriously. Someone, somewhere needs to make a halfway decent zombie flick and/or game. I'M DYING HERE. Or, someone could, I don't know, unleash a zombie virus on the world and effectively create a holocaust that would eleminate 97% of the world's population, completely relieving most, if not all, political, social, climate, and economic pressures and allowing for a new World government headed by the most badass of badass zombie hunters. That would make me just as happy. Fuck, I want to kill or watch people get killed/kill some zombies.
Please Disregard this post and scroll down to something more relevant and interesting like Zaphod's Dream analysis or my Zombie Haiku.
Please Disregard this post and scroll down to something more relevant and interesting like Zaphod's Dream analysis or my Zombie Haiku.
This is my dream, you can tell me about yours in the comment section.
I sit in my living room on my sofa, looking directly across the room at the windows on either side of our fireplace. As I look at them, through the blinds I can just barely see someone walking in my back yard. I become frightened and move towards the window, to get a better look. When I pull down the blind, I see a rather large man's face staring back at me, and for some reason, he resembled one of the 3 stooges in my mind. As he is looking at me, I open my mouth to scream, but nothing happens. I run back to the couch. Suddenly, something that makes no sense happens; the blinds are now on his side of the window, and he can now look at me through the blinds. Then, eventually the blinds are gone, a completely exposed window. And finally, the window is gone. He walks towards me. Right as I can see his face, I wake up.
I have had the above dream a total of 4 times. Each time, they end in the same way. The last time I had the dream, about a week ago, I tried to make it lucid. Having a lucid dream means you "know" it's a dream, and you can move around and have your own free will in the dream. I knew it was a dream when I saw the man in the backyard through the window. I tried to run to my room this time, but when I reached my door, he was there.
I feel like this dream has something to do with my weight. I'm not a morbidly obese person, but I am pretty big, and my poor health has always been a subconscious worry of mine. The man is always very large, and for some reason, I can never run from him. Yeah.
So post your dreams, and I can analyze them, although I'm not a licensed professional, I have read Freud's Interpretation of Dreams, so that's something right?
I sit in my living room on my sofa, looking directly across the room at the windows on either side of our fireplace. As I look at them, through the blinds I can just barely see someone walking in my back yard. I become frightened and move towards the window, to get a better look. When I pull down the blind, I see a rather large man's face staring back at me, and for some reason, he resembled one of the 3 stooges in my mind. As he is looking at me, I open my mouth to scream, but nothing happens. I run back to the couch. Suddenly, something that makes no sense happens; the blinds are now on his side of the window, and he can now look at me through the blinds. Then, eventually the blinds are gone, a completely exposed window. And finally, the window is gone. He walks towards me. Right as I can see his face, I wake up.
I have had the above dream a total of 4 times. Each time, they end in the same way. The last time I had the dream, about a week ago, I tried to make it lucid. Having a lucid dream means you "know" it's a dream, and you can move around and have your own free will in the dream. I knew it was a dream when I saw the man in the backyard through the window. I tried to run to my room this time, but when I reached my door, he was there.
I feel like this dream has something to do with my weight. I'm not a morbidly obese person, but I am pretty big, and my poor health has always been a subconscious worry of mine. The man is always very large, and for some reason, I can never run from him. Yeah.
So post your dreams, and I can analyze them, although I'm not a licensed professional, I have read Freud's Interpretation of Dreams, so that's something right?
07 April 2008
BLARGH! Google makes me sad... I thought this whole "Zombie Haiku*" thing would be pretty original... Unfortunately, I was wrong. But, hey that won't stop me from posting some beautiful zombie haiku's!
Infection Spreading
The rage is taking over
I must find my son
Blood drops in my eye
"Jenny, get away from me"
Gun shot; Body falls
Creepy Soldiers are
All up ons mah woman and
That girl Jenny too
Zombie on a chain
"See if they die from hunger"
Says the leader guy
Crackle underfoot
My body stiffens in fear
The Zombies hear me
Low growl in the night
Pale eyes gleam in the moonlight
A zombie attacks
Spreads like a fire
Just as unpredictable
The virus unknown
When the sun goes down
The zombies are awakened
Now its killing time
Good information
The Zombie Survival Guide
A suggested read
I am Legend; Film
Slightly different plot line
Some weird Zompires
Something out of place
Frank has moved; "NO FRANK NO NO"
Zompire plotting
Short hair, tight clothes, strong
Got an A on Zombie quiz
Knowledge is power
Stabbing no effect;
Sever the head from body
Best way to kill them
Now I've been Cornered
The mob is surrounding me
I'm out of bullets
Pretty good, eh? All of those are orignal works copyright symbol me, Fenghar the Nord. Now, why don't you guys give it a shot and write some zombie haiku's of your own. Just post them in the comments to this post. Hell, why don't we make it a contest. I'll draw a fantabulous picture for and/or dedicate a post to the winner!
*They aren't actually Haikusesessses, they are Senryu's. Haiku's are serious and have to do with nature. Senryu's are like Haiku's but are usually funny/satirical and have to do with the human condition and stuff like that... IDK, DICTIONARY.COM IT, NOOB!
The rage is taking over
I must find my son
Blood drops in my eye
"Jenny, get away from me"
Gun shot; Body falls
Creepy Soldiers are
All up ons mah woman and
That girl Jenny too
Zombie on a chain
"See if they die from hunger"
Says the leader guy
Crackle underfoot
My body stiffens in fear
The Zombies hear me
Low growl in the night
Pale eyes gleam in the moonlight
A zombie attacks
Spreads like a fire
Just as unpredictable
The virus unknown
When the sun goes down
The zombies are awakened
Now its killing time
Good information
The Zombie Survival Guide
A suggested read
I am Legend; Film
Slightly different plot line
Some weird Zompires
Something out of place
Frank has moved; "NO FRANK NO NO"
Zompire plotting
Short hair, tight clothes, strong
Got an A on Zombie quiz
Knowledge is power
Stabbing no effect;
Sever the head from body
Best way to kill them
Now I've been Cornered
The mob is surrounding me
I'm out of bullets
Pretty good, eh? All of those are orignal works copyright symbol me, Fenghar the Nord. Now, why don't you guys give it a shot and write some zombie haiku's of your own. Just post them in the comments to this post. Hell, why don't we make it a contest. I'll draw a fantabulous picture for and/or dedicate a post to the winner!
*They aren't actually Haikusesessses, they are Senryu's. Haiku's are serious and have to do with nature. Senryu's are like Haiku's but are usually funny/satirical and have to do with the human condition and stuff like that... IDK, DICTIONARY.COM IT, NOOB!
01 April 2008
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