Tuesday, February 28, 2012

There's No Reason for Me to Be Sharing This. (Or 98% of the things I do, honestly)

It's time for!  Another Weird Fucking Dream I Had

"Another?" you might respond.  Well, yes.  They occur, I just don't write them down.  Through I really should.  "Should" like one "should" build a case for their future insanity plea.  Sometimes I text them, but I don't know if that'll hold up in court.

Setting: My apartment
Time: Night, after say...0300
Scenario: Stormy
Dream: Woke up within the dream, with the feeling that my home wasn't right... So naturally I start prowling it, in the dark, until I make my way to the study.  A flash of lightning at this point reveals an large avian shadow on the wall, which, of course, is moving closer.  Turns out a pigeon (that tried to pose as a crow for misguided intimidation reasons: think "Mushu") broke into my apartment during some godawful dark hour.  I vaguely recall him making demands - in pigeon, not English, but this, being a dream, didn't stop me from understanding him.  IIRC, I believe he was after a drink, a glass of water or milk...  I do remember him being quite huffy when he realized he wasn't pulling off "giant crow".
Oh, also it should be noted he was master of storms.  Yeah, that's a thing.  Bright enough to control the weather - straight up showing off even, conducting lightning with his wings - but the concept of glass doors still eluded him when he tried to leave.  Which was both sad yet satisfactory as he was kind of a d-bag.

God, I hate birds.

Thursday, February 9, 2012

RE: Soul Calibur V

*Le sigh*  ...Really, Namco?  If you're trying to get Soul Calibur to break up with me there's more tactful ways of going about it.  You'll always have a special place in my heart for the good, the amazing times - the joy, struggles, the laughs, the triumphs... before you were forced to turn cheap tricks for coin.

Keep the change.

P.S.  In fairness I  would be remiss if I didn't give credit where it's due and so I feel I should say the Creation mode is really well done.  It's like someone gave a tricked-out luxury car to a premature baby.