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This is… my blog? I guess?
I imported everything you see here from my Tumblr, after the great exodus of Dec 2018. I’d actually been planning to put my behind the scenes posts somewhere else, I just never had the website/coding chops to do so. WELL. I STILL DON’T. But WordPress makes everything pretty easy, so here we are!!??
Um, h-hi…
So obviously I did not keep that fucking promise… (Please refer to “writing” tag to learn more of my shame)… However, I have been getting itches to write again. So funny how that seems to happen around the same time every year i.e. July – September! It’s almost like I cycle through creative moods that dictate my actions far beyond my actual logical desires.
For instance, I started making a text adventure game about 2 months ago? I am, of course, flubbing a bit atm, but I chock it up partially to having moved within the past 2 weeks.
Point is, I’m trying to get my grip on the massive steering wheel of my creativity and actually steer this massive fucking cruise ship back on track before I get caught up doing anything else. I’m trying to learn to channel myself into “the zone” which is a new term I learned just tonight for the state of mind I get into when I focus on communicating an idea efficiently instead of making something super “good.”
Thus, I have randomly assigned myself an idea to communicate, using a writing prompt. Instead of writing a “compelling story” with an “arc” or “characters” I literally just tried to communicate a thought about how humanity will never let things die. I have to tell you that here, because I doubt you’d get the point if you read it since it isn’t very good! It is short though. Like, super short.
#836 — what are your wildest dreams for your great grandchildren?
Kim’s parents couldn’t afford an elementary school transport tube. All of Kim’s friends could, and they told her so excitedly, but Kim didn’t care. They described to her the convenience of having one’s bed tipped into a plastic slide, with vacuum suction to carry them to the school locker room, where they would change out of their pajamas into a stout uniform. However, Kim came back at them with descriptions of the wind in her hair and the sun streaming though the trees. It was hard-earned wind, but Kim had no trouble justifying the extra effort.
Kim rode a bike to school. Her parents had gifted it her on her 11th birthday, as compensation for an unpleasant and unwanted move; for Kim, it was more than enough. She knew vaguely of the trouble it must have offset her parents to acquire it these days. In fact, her parents had payed for it with the entire inheritance of Kim’s great grandfather, an unsurprisingly meager amount given the man’s familially infamous career in the dying live theatre. The parents would rather have trashed the cash than honor the man’s legacy of hipsterdom, but it was worth it to see how happy the bike made Kim.
Kim, in fact, was much like her great grandfather. Such was it that she took pride in her bike. While the other kids allowed themselves to be caught up in the convenience of the moderne, it was exactly the bike’s inconvenience that made it attractive, worth it, even, to Kim.
Created: 8 Jan 2018
WHAT’S THAT? YOU GAMERS COULDN’T GO ANOTHER DAY WITHOUT THIS EXACT VIDEO IN YOUR LIFE? Only so happy to be of service.
Yeah, so my friend @vigilantefridge (AKA PoppyJR, the ARMS EVO world champion himself) and I had been planning to do a playthrough of L.A. Noire for years. I believe the original reason was “because John Noble is in it.”
So when we finally got a chance this past January, I set up a Blue Snowball mic and recorded it. However, I deleted that footage when trying to migrate hard drives. Then, the mic wasn’t recording. Then yeah everything that could have gone wrong went wrong.
We waited a week, then continued the playthrough, with no choice but to accept that we were going to be missing the footage for the entire first 1/5th of the game. But we persevered!!!
We managed to beat the game at 6AM the night before I had to work an 8-hour shift of lifeguarding, and he had to pack to leave for EVO Japan. We both survived without sleep, don’t worry.
The very next night I stayed up compiling the footage and scanning for moments that were highlight-worthy, and slapped this video together in one sitting, while everything was still fresh in my mind.
Then PoppyJR suggested we commission someone to make a little intro for it (in the style of Two Best Friends Play) and I thought “Who better than my artist girlfriend?” Her art is at @CupidDissolvi on twitter, please check her out and give her some love. She was the perfect pick for the job, and I insisted she not give me a bf discount because her prices are just that fair.
Interesting notes:
Created 15 Sep. 2017
This was easily one of the best self-contained jokes on my first mashup album, and I figured it deserved it’s own brief video. There isn’t much about it’s production to describe.
I took old character art of Diddy Kong from the 90s, and colorized them in Photoshop to look like the even older photographs. I think the combination of the crappy early CG work and the coloration is a real nice effect:
The glorious full pic.
Then I just masked them into the Jack and Diane music video frame by frame, recalling many of the techniques I learned in making JoJo’s Bebop Adventure. Simple, a little time-consuming, and always worth it.
I realized I’d be wise to sit on it until my second album was prep’d (which it finally is). Please look forward!
Created: Jan 2016
Say what you will of The Force Awakens, its premiere was one of the most memorable experiences I’ll ever have. I saw it with all my friends, opening night, in a PACKED theatre. And it was fun!
The next month, I was still thinking about it somehow, so I scribbled this down in a notebook (a physical one, so I have no idea where it is). Felt like a god damn genius until I realized I had no way to make an actual song out of it, since I didn’t know anything about music.
Fast forward two years. I’ve now put out… two… albums. And made a handful of original songs.
And Episode VIII is finally here! Now seemed like the perfect time to resurrect the idea. It turned out great! Well, the song at least. IDK about the visuals I just kinda threw them together.
Lyrics:
Po, can steer, a rebel ship
Rey, a budding padawan
Maz, the wise, and ancient one
Finn, a soldier on the run
So, an old retired rogue
Lo, a name to follow So
Ren, his somewhat evil son
And that brings us back to
Po
Rey
Maz
Finn
So
Lo
Ren
Po
Let’s go again, shall we?
But this time, lets incorporate some corporate market research!
Po, who’s queer, for Finn in fics
Rey, the super Mary Sue
Maz, who must, be Yoda’s clone
Finn, who’s only in for goofs
So, Harrison Ford is back?
Lo, and behold a short contract
Ren… whose real name… is Ben
And that brings us back to
Star
Wars
Will
Make
Lots
Of
Money
Interesting notes:
Created: 26 Nov 2016
On nearly the one-year anniversary of this video’s creation, I’m finally posting it. This video was made feverishly in a single night, as an experiment with highly edited gameplay content. It was preceded by my Battlefield 4 LP… succeeded by my Dark Souls 3 video… and concurrent with this video on my second channel, which came from the same Pro Lucio gaming sessions.
But I never posted it, because I wanted to keep it as a backup video if I ever had a slow month. I did have plenty of slow months over the past 12… but it never felt like the right time. So here it is after a year!
Interesting note:
“i’m sad i wasn’t born in the era of -” bitch do it! if you like love letters, write them! if you like poodle skirts, wear them! society is imploding as we watch on in abject horror! do whatever you want!
Originally created: 28 June 2017
Alright Imma be honest, I just wanted to flex my audio editing muscles for once. I mixed all the audio in Adobe Audition (I was also using it at the time to mix my mashup album, The Book of Genre). I downloaded hundreds of sfx from www.freesound.org …THEN I LOST THEM.
Hit a serious snag in development, in which I lost a lot of my progress, saved versions of the file, and downloaded sfx. That damn Halloween-video curse struck again, as last seen on the Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared Movie. Anyway, I let it rest for a long time before deciding to resurrect it from the dead (heheh, geddit).
Everything past 1:13 was done more recently, and more quickly; so if it seems rougher that’s why. I was rusty, and I really didn’t want to drag out the production of the video any longer than I had to, especially after that unpleasant snag. Still pretty okay with how it came out, and definitely proud of a lot of the audio mixing in the first half! Had fun with it too, and that’s the important. aprta oh sh looks elike my tpying is cuscred tooo
Interesting notes:
A nlovely fanfic I started writing years ago. Then I lost it, but for some reason I couldn’t get it out of my head so I rewrote it last week.
SO basically in an effort to lube up my desire to write and make myself think significantly less highly of my writing, I will be doing weekly installments of this dumb as shit series of Metal Gear fanfictions. I think this is perfect because Metal Gear’s already dumb as shit and treating it with a stream-of-consciousness Khonjin House-esque wacky tonality will be the perfect way to shit out something every week, because it can be the worst shit ever, and I can leave it wherever I want or make an episode as short as I fuckin’ need if I can’t find the time to write one week. Anyway, the point is, it doesn’t matter how shitty it is I’m gonna be shitting it out once a week because that’s what I told myself I’d do and if I start slowing down instead of speeding up then I’ll fall right off the train and onto the train tracks and it’ll be so easy to just sit there on the train tracks instead of catching another train so take it away Raiden:
The Raiden phone buzzed, alerting him
that he must go to New Zealand for his new mission. Raiden checked
the time. Yup, it was still the year 2033. He’d been contently
fucking murdering people for 19 years. Making people stop living was
a heck of a living, but he reminded himself that he was doing it all
for his family, who happened to be living in New Zealand so he would
get to see them while he was there so that was really good.
He took a public flight and had his
knees cramped by the seat in front of him, so he stabbed his high
frequency blade through the back of the cushion to kill the person
sitting there and then chopped the seat up by its roots and kicked it
away. A flight attendant reminded him that murder wasn’t actually
legal. He excused himself by saying that he’d actually forgotten,
since he was really used to murdering people basically weekly, and
everyone found that understandable until he started arguing that
since they were also over international waters the rules shouldn’t
apply anyway. Considering there are no countries where murder isn’t
legal, it didn’t seem like a defensible argument, and perhaps even
weakened his original point. Raiden resisted the urge to murder them
for attacking his opinions, and therefore himself as a person.
The plane touched down and Raiden
sprinted to Rose’s house in a couple minutes. He kicked the front
door off its hinges and shouted “RRRRRROOOOOOSSSEE????” From the
kitchen, he heard a counter-shout, “No blood on the carpet!” He
took mild offense that she would just assume he had blood on him, but
he did have to swipe his sword outside the front door and paint the
sidewalk and hedges with some chunky blood, so he didn’t utter a
retort. Wait! That’s the only greeting he got??
“Rose, I- I’m home!” Stammered
Raiden, attempting to catch a verbal consolation prize.
-To Be Continued