And a happy New Year
Monday, December 21, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
You Killed Jory!
I've been playing Dragon Age: Origins.
Things were going along fine. True my family was killed by traitors, that was sad, but expected. Bad guys act like bad guys, it's how the world works. Especially since the traitor was voiced by Tim Curry. You just know that anyone voiced by Tim Curry is going to be evil.
So in my despair and grief at the loss of my family I set out on a quest to become a Grey Warden. To do so I had to drink some darkspawn blood. Funny how life turns out. Well I watched the blood kill Daveth when he drank it. But I'm the main character, I'll be fine. I knew that Daveth had to die to prove the situation was serious (Rest in peace Red Shirt). But Jory didn't want to drink the blood. Jory had a wife and child. Duncan killed Jory. He killed him right in front of me. That moment unsettled me. Duncan was supposed to be a good guy.
Oh, yeah. Belated Spoiler Warning. Sorry about that.
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Thursday, October 29, 2009
My name is Link and these are the longest three days of my life
I even kind of looked like him.
As I ran around the town doing inane mini quests in order to save the world I kept yelling out "We're running out of time!"
What's that Jimmy you want to play hide and seek before you give me access to your secret tower in which an astronomer/pedophile hangs out. Don't you see that huge moon with the creepy smile on it's face about to crash into the town and kill us all.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Brutal Legend: The Awesomeness and the Quotes
Which are one and the same.
"Do you ever feel like you were born in the wrong time? Like you should have been born earlier, when the music was... real?"
"Like the 70's?"
"Earlier, like... the early 70's."
"What have you done?"
"Created beauty by simply rocking that's all.
“Hundreds of our strongest young men. Toiling their lives away like their fathers and their grandfathers before them. Given no tools. Forced to break solid rock with nothing but their own thick skulls.”
“Well come on let’s bust them out of there. Where’s the gate?”
“There is no gate.”
“What?”
“They have no where to go. No idea how to function outside the pit. Society has no use for them. So they stay underground. I wish I could help them, but I mean, what do you do with a bunch of kids who don’t know how to do anything but bang their heads all day long?”
“You start a revolution Lars,” sniff, “Right now. It’s time to sound the battle cry.”
“...Have you been looking at my sword?”
“What is that sound?”
“It’s a devil screaming.”
“It’s an angel singing.”
“It is the pounding of creations hammer on the anvil of time.”
“It’s -ing awesome.”
“It’s called Heavy Metal. And it’s the real reason you should bang your heads.”
"A good roadie knows his whole job is to make someone else look good. Keep someone else safe. Help someone else do what they were put here to do. A good roadie stays out of the spot light. If he’s doing his job right you don’t even know he’s there. Once in awhile he might step on stage just to fix a problem, to set something right. But then before you even realize he was there, or what he did, he’s gone."
He is Eddie Rigs. The worlds best roadie, and metal's only hope.
Brutal Legend. Coming this Rocktober.
"Like the 70's?"
"Earlier, like... the early 70's."
"Created beauty by simply rocking that's all.
“Hundreds of our strongest young men. Toiling their lives away like their fathers and their grandfathers before them. Given no tools. Forced to break solid rock with nothing but their own thick skulls.”
“Well come on let’s bust them out of there. Where’s the gate?”
“There is no gate.”
“What?”
“They have no where to go. No idea how to function outside the pit. Society has no use for them. So they stay underground. I wish I could help them, but I mean, what do you do with a bunch of kids who don’t know how to do anything but bang their heads all day long?”
“You start a revolution Lars,” sniff, “Right now. It’s time to sound the battle cry.”
“...Have you been looking at my sword?”
“It’s a devil screaming.”
“It’s an angel singing.”
“It is the pounding of creations hammer on the anvil of time.”
“It’s -ing awesome.”
“It’s called Heavy Metal. And it’s the real reason you should bang your heads.”
He is Eddie Rigs. The worlds best roadie, and metal's only hope.
Brutal Legend. Coming this Rocktober.
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Saturday, August 15, 2009
Final Fantasy X-2's Spiritual Ancestor
Those girls with the crazy eyes and dazzling dress spheres in the game
Final Fantasy X-2 is a spiritual decendant of....
Charlie's AngelsSo, yeah... that is all. With the exception of this last picture I found. It's a fun play on visuals and words.
Get it?
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