tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104066430224380652024-03-24T16:31:19.274-07:00The TF141 Media BlogThe official TF141 Media blogspot site, by Alec Martin. Interviews, hands on Fallout news, special features, reviews on books, games, music, and movies, thoughts on gaming nowadays, and pictures.TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.comBlogger78125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-24859323715231268482011-08-01T23:07:00.000-07:002011-08-01T23:08:45.465-07:00Addition<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiB9bMvorpqyXfNqNmvNhUqL6j7p4mJ11op315_AK_O1oRxg1hpE33G62U4uQDCKc7SwKF5LeQikXIMIbehcLGAl7cRtrdzyQNG1ZG3qJBi3sAHhcE9e-uDoztmd_U0VDt33lQKDyWYCuX/s1600/Awesome.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiB9bMvorpqyXfNqNmvNhUqL6j7p4mJ11op315_AK_O1oRxg1hpE33G62U4uQDCKc7SwKF5LeQikXIMIbehcLGAl7cRtrdzyQNG1ZG3qJBi3sAHhcE9e-uDoztmd_U0VDt33lQKDyWYCuX/s320/Awesome.png" width="291" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
</div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-767995390834426562011-07-31T11:22:00.000-07:002011-07-31T11:22:55.677-07:00One in a million buy: At the Underground Market<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0ZfUSMutcSPHLh0EKXfs7W-HcJ5J4ISQuW1i-zworgpUabXnFMzLnutS53NSOPLvbJbTvlo5OpRS-jZDeQpLltsXZ0eu8yEbBSrc1bxdOLh7TTUD6ZqI-sb3uso1hCtbvWXqDN0OQ7NVA/s1600/IMG_5062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0ZfUSMutcSPHLh0EKXfs7W-HcJ5J4ISQuW1i-zworgpUabXnFMzLnutS53NSOPLvbJbTvlo5OpRS-jZDeQpLltsXZ0eu8yEbBSrc1bxdOLh7TTUD6ZqI-sb3uso1hCtbvWXqDN0OQ7NVA/s320/IMG_5062.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Check this out: At the Seattle, WA: Starlight Drive flea market (or underground / black market), we were able to obtain an original copy of the Seattle times reporting Neil Armstrong landing on the moon. Usually, you could buy this stuff for at least over $100 or $200. But this was the total price:<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>ONE DOLLAR</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;">You wouldn't be able to find that anywhere else, now would you? Many people pay high money on this, so it is a great sell on eBay. Total score, right?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Other neat stuff we bought:</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><b>- <span style="font-size: small;">A geddy lee signed Fly by Night vinyl cover (Happy b day man)</span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">- An entire CD collection of over 100 classic discs for only $49.99</span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>- An orange</b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>- Some crap we don't need</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;">And we then we went to B&I.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;">To be continued.... </span></span></div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-20759473544150722072011-07-08T20:01:00.000-07:002011-07-08T20:01:20.692-07:00Pink Floyd - The Dark Side of the Moon review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/8e/Dsotm30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/8e/Dsotm30.jpg" /></a></div>Band name: Pink Floyd<br />
Album: The Dark Side of the Moon<br />
Release Date: March 1, 1973 (Original) / July 8, 1981 (Second release in UK)<br />
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Since the second release was thirty years ago in the UK, I present possibly the biggest album ever. And my thoughts.<br />
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<span class="defaulttext" style="font-size: x-small;">As it were, <i>Dark Side of the Moon</i> has become one of the most vital statements the music industry has ever seen come from a musical group. Ever. To simply say the album impacted rock music thereafter is not enough. Not only did this, the most successful album of the mighty Pink Floyd's career, catapult them into a world of renowned super-stardom, but it also did much to further the evolution of progressive rock as well as (in many a person's eyes) perfect the theme of a concept album. Indeed, to this day the album continues to sell an average 8,000 copies a week, and is firmly cemented as the 20th best selling record of all-time in the United States. Quite the feat for a nine-track long concept album, right? As for me, I'm torn. Numerous times in the past, I found myself endlessly listening to the groups' albums like <i>Wish You Were Here</i> and <i>Dark Side of the Moon</i> and struggling to understand the attraction; the subtle force that turned a small band from London into a multi-million dollar outfit with the force and presence of an atomic bomb. I often slagged off on the album, deriding it as dull and beyond self-indulgent whiles simultaneously labeling them as geniuses for their more straight-forward pieces like <b>Money</b>. As of late, I've found myself absent-mindedly putting the album on; only realizing it as <b>Breathe</b> kicks in with its' subtle, tranquil, and overall serenading qualities. After much deliberation and endless musing, I think I've reached a suitable conclusion about the band that created this massive statement, or at least the statement itself. <br />
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<i>When I say, "I'll see you on the dark side of the moon", what I mean <br />
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is... 'If you feel that you're the only one, that you seem crazy, 'cause <br />
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you think everything is crazy, you're not alone, you know?'</i> <br />
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- Roger Waters<br />
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Perhaps the central theme of the album being insanity and all that happens in life that can drive one to it isn't surprising. After all, everyone is aware of The Pink Floyd Sound and their original anti-hero frontman, the late Syd Barrett. The tale has been told countless times over the 42 years since his departure, from the depths of grimy pubs to the annals of the Rock And Roll Hall of Fame, and perhaps most commonly, in the homes and apartments of the fans themselves. Virtually everyone is required to at the very least know the basic premise of the tale. And so it was, some 42 years ago, the band known as Pink Floyd, with Barrett at the helm both spiritually and musically parted ways with their beloved leader, due to his rapidly deteriorating mental condition brought out but not necessarily caused by the ever-potent and horrifying effects of the psychedelic drug known as Lysergic acid diethylamide, more commonly referred to as LSD, acid, and ironically enough, 'cid. Upon Barrets' mental collapse, the group decided to carry on, and enlisted the help of a local guitarist by the name of David Gilmour. It is with this line-up, consisting of Roger Waters (bass/vocals), David Gilmour (guitar/vocals), Nick Mason (drums) and Richard Wright (keyboards/trippy noises) that the band would go on to create their most beloved masterpieces with, including <i>The Wall</i> and the Syd Barret tribute, <i>Wish You Were Here</i>. Yes, sanity can be a delicate thing, as the band found at an alarmingly close proximity. As such, it is to be expected that Waters (the groups' chief conceptualist and future de-facto Josef Stalin) would have some fixation with the fragile balance between the rational and the non-sensical, and nowhere is that fixation in more vibrant display than the very album I'm reviewing. <br />
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Yes, like many of Pink Floyd's records, <i>Dark Side of the Moon</i> is a concept album. That's all very well and good. It's been proven time and again that the group (and perhaps Waters, in particular) was brilliant at devising musical soundscape and lyrics to make an overall theme or point. One of the main questions, and criticisms thereof, regards the music itself. Indeed, what makes a 23 minute, slow and meandering jam so worth while? What makes random tape loops and perturbing sound effects (as found in <b>On the Run</b>) even worthy of my listening time? Unfortunately, these are points that resonate quite clearly, and can't truly be explained away. From my experiences, I have found that to truly appreciate a song like <b>Time</b> (with it's scathingly long introduction anyway), you simply have to quit caring. Once I just started throwing the album on and not paying any attention to it, I'd find myself noticing how much I enjoyed it; how delectable it was to get lost in the otherwise thoroughly dull and pretentious noises that <b>On the Run</b> and plenty of other Pink Floyd tunes offered up. Rather self-defeating, I admit, but there you are. Crap noises and dramatic endeavors aside, each individual band member has proven time and again how commendable their skills on their respective instrument, and <i>Dark Side of the Moon</i> is an album that displays these traits. Indeed, David Gilmour delivers what is considered by many as the best solo of his career on <b>Time</b> with his searing and celebrated vibrato capturing your attention, not to relinquish it until it has had its say, while Roger Waters gives us the thumping introduction bass line to the now rocking, spacey and ever-popular anthem <b>Money</b>. Nick Mason doesn't particularly offer up anything mind-blowing on his drum set, though he does remain consistent throughout, and Richard Wright allows us to witness his brilliance at keyboard manipulation on the positively psychedelic <b>Any Colour You like</b>. Many of these sort of song styles (for instance the jazzy saxophone solo in <b>Money</b>) were still relatively new for the time, and many still hold up remarkably well. It may be true that combining otherwise superb musicianship with over-dramatic and ridiculously long jams may not have been the greatest idea (understatement), but it is also true that not one rock group from the late 60's and 70's isn't guilty of jamming for over twenty minutes on a single song. Now I ask you, would you prefer mindless pentatonic shredding ala Eric Clapton or would you prefer subtle jamming with feeling? <br />
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With that doting out of the way, I do believe it is time to address the majesty factor. One of the many things that critics and audiences alike commended the band and album for was its' dramatic sense; the feel that something indescribably majestic has just occurred. To me, this theory is both undeniably true and simultaneously heinously false. To consider a song like <b>Brain Damage</b> majestic and profound is nothing short of absurd. While it is very soothing with its gentle and cascading chord progression and soft, ethereal vocals, it is certainly not worthy of the title of eponymous. However, the song it so eloquently segues into, <b>Eclipse</b> is perhaps the most stirring and insightful album closer ever to grace a rock album. Musically, the tune combines nearly everything featured on the album thus far, from the subtle guitar playing and the trippy effects to the wailing female back-up vocals found on <b>The Great Gig In the Sky</b> as Roger lists off everything that we as humans inevitably do, before concluding on the rather depressing note of <i>"And everything under the sun is in tune; but the sun is eclipsed by the moon"</i>. <b>Eclipse</b> also features perhaps the best example of Pink Floyd's supreme melodicism, a trait which unfortunately the band doesn't use all too often. Perhaps that is for the best though, as when they do, it has a very big impact; and proves itself a delightful treat. For those of you who are very grammatically capable: yes, I made the word "melodicism" up. For those who aren't: ignore that statement. If I'm willing to admit that this album obviously has flaws, flaws that normally could completely destroy a band and their crappy progressive album, why is this one any different? More over, why is it regarded as classic? Quite honestly, I don't know. Pink Floyd's musicianship and the statements they make tend to make up for the former, but I can't see Gilmour being a rock master and Waters' being an assertive conceptualist and solid bassist being enough to warrant this album the title of "classic". <b>Us and Them</b> is perhaps the worst tune to be found here in the sense that it doesn't offer much that hasn't been already been offered by <b>Time</b> and its <b>Breathe</b> reprise. As far as the concept goes, the piece is vital, but musically it doesn't assert itself as a work of genius in any way other than the dynamics that can be found on it and the layers of effects that reside with it. </span><br />
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It does, however, preserve and continue the unusually precise flow of the album, and in that sense is very important in its own right.<br />
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I couldn't recommend this album to anyone. Not to any single one of you who are reading this, granted most of you have long since heard it and formed your own opinion on it. I've pondered for a good two years why this band is as popular as they are, and while I can't say I've reached a fully satisfying conclusion, I have determined a number of things. First of is that to truly enjoy a Pink Floyd album, you have to listen to it, shall we say, <i>differently</i> than you would a regular rock record. Instead of expecting a hook or a catchy synthesizer fill, let yourself get lost in the beat and in the feeling of the song provided. This is not to say that catchy hooks or straight-forward rock tunes are uncommon, as they can be found on the album in the forms of <b>Money</b>, <b>Time</b>, and the stunning instrumental <b>Any Colour You Like</b>. I suppose the point I'm attempting to make (and more than likely failing at) is that the prize concerning the band known as Pink Floyd doesn't lay within any given song or musical hook, or for that matter any hitherto recognized form of musical perception (at least for me, dear reader). I've come to the long overdue conclusion that Pink Floyd is about the feel that you get, the sounds that they make, and the overall theme of the album you listen to. Getting lost in a seemingly never-ending piece of music tends to be way more satisfying than enjoying an ear-catching, two-minute long pop song. And that's how it truly is, as it were.</span><br />
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<span class="defaulttext" style="font-size: x-small;"> <b>8.6 / 10</b></span><br />
<span class="defaulttext" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-17479236885358606442011-07-08T19:56:00.000-07:002011-07-08T19:56:40.833-07:00The Hunger Games: Catching Fire review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/513foCe24tL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/513foCe24tL.jpg" width="207" /></a></div>Title: Catching Fire, Hunger Games Pt. 2<br />
Pages: 391<br />
Formats: Hardcover, Large Print / Paperback / Audio CD / September 1 Edition<br />
Languages Available: Available in most of the world, over 25 languages<br />
Price: $10.70 [Buy and Save at <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hunger-Games-Suzanne-Collins/dp/B004ENCDCC/ref=tmm_hrd_title_7">Amazon</a>]<br />
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Some books are undeniably important. Some say that there are various books that are a landmark of our generation, books that can undeniably shock us with how amazing it is. Some say it is the storyline, no matter how modern or far-fetched. Some say it may be the power of the writing, or the overall atmosphere. Numerous books have been called so, like <i>The Catcher in the Rye, Lord of the Rings, To Kill a Mockingbird, and Gone with the Wind.</i> The absence of said popularity has otherwise made modern day books more desirable, wondering which one will be the next big hit.<br />
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Unfortunately, this is not one of those.<br />
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You probably thought I was going to lead up a large, fanboyish paragraph that would honor this book as one of the modern day achievements. But guess what: it's not. In fact, this is otherwise rehashed material forgotten from the last, remarkable book. Many of Collins' followers, and critics alike, call this an adventure book that can not be topped, as one of the single darkest, most emotionally packed books of the summer, even better than the first. Unfortunately, this is not another <i>Maze Runner </i>or another <i>Girl with the Dragon Tattoo</i>, and so on. This can be considered surplus from the first book.<br />
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Perhaps unfitting to this book is the fact that you already know what to expect. The first half is significantly better than the second, with more progression. Here's how it begins: Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark have survived the Hunger Games, for the first time in the history of the seventy-three years before it. The president of Panem, Snow, does not approve. He is very angry, and so is the Capitol. She has survived against all the odds, made them basically a laughing stock of the Districts. But this is just as depressing as the first bummer games. Katniss has become all but paranoid: she is distrustful of her mother, hostile towards her mentor, Haymitch, blatantly forgets her relationship with Peeta more than once, after that dumb bitch stood him up in the last book, when he blindly admitted love for her. Everybody else she hates or wish they'd die. She only cares for Prim and her friend Gale, who are ironically the weakest characters in the book, in my opinion. And the former is all but explained in this book. It isn't until the third book you know more about Prim, so thankfully that seemingly important character wouldn't be a "third time's the charm case".<br />
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So Snow finally becomes so angry, that the Capitol issues a punishment for Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark. And it isn't torture, it isn't public execution. I bet you can guess what it is, fellow readers. Yeah, Hunger Games never was deep in full story exploration, and Catching Fire otherwise confuses it. First, why is the Capitol so violent? Second, wouldn't the citizens of the Districts be careful about what they say? Why are they so offended by her actions when, in actuality, they execute anybody who talks about them negatively. So they'd know to watch their mouths. And third, how can one girl cause them to rage war against an entire section of the United States. The story furthers its confusing plotline, and it is more choppy than the first.<br />
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And when Katniss does her punishment, it becomes <i>far </i>too deja vu. Yeah, you guessed it: she goes back to the stage of history, this time in the form of a beach. In defense, Katniss and Peeta are explored further. Right before entering, the two lovers rehash. (I wonder if they know they've had more of a rocky relationship than Sam and Diana from Cheers?) But they're just friends. Yeah, right. They meet a bunch of weird, violent people again, and you already know what to expect: District 2 is violent, District 11 is lighter, and everybody gets killed. That starts to change after the initial build up, though.<br />
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This is basically the more action-packed version of it, but the action scenes don't make sense. Acid rain, monkeys, and electric fences called forcefields. Okay? Whatever the hell that means.<br />
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Again in the defense of this book, the writing is top-notch. The details of the book are spot on, describing a very depressing, violent, angsty dystopia. But compared to the first book, where everything you loved and didn't expect, is just rehashed here, until the very surprising end. If anything, this is like Star Wars. If <i>The Empire Strikes Back </i>had more plot, than this is number III: a lot of explosions, no plot. Oh well. The third book will later improve everything by a longshot. For now, though, kick back your sandals, turn on that kindle, and read through this flawed piece of art.<br />
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<i>One of the most suspenseful moments: </i>"I'm staring into the snakelike eyes of President Snow".<br />
<i>Best line in the book: </i>"I'm Katniss Everdeen. I hate everybody and I'm about as entertaining as a dead sloth." Oh wait, that's not a line. Dammit.<br />
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<b>2.5 / 5</b>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-43467864143039577802011-07-08T19:32:00.000-07:002011-07-08T19:32:03.945-07:00The Aftermath of XYZ<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhexlNvyglsUsxq6QgcrdAt11Gzu3UwYIYrBfWfEAqX424AdsapHNuobs7kQizoLRnmgFuxk73Qc5rT4ujf2Wb4_JaTeeCw3l-mVIcOaOBmUJF1Yml5DhkAtZOY7rXEaVfBSlB_FiWKSWHa/s1600/chicka+chicka.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="171" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhexlNvyglsUsxq6QgcrdAt11Gzu3UwYIYrBfWfEAqX424AdsapHNuobs7kQizoLRnmgFuxk73Qc5rT4ujf2Wb4_JaTeeCw3l-mVIcOaOBmUJF1Yml5DhkAtZOY7rXEaVfBSlB_FiWKSWHa/s320/chicka+chicka.PNG" width="320" /></a></div>The TF141 Media crew has returned from the XYZ convention. Apparently I wasn't invited, but whatever. Not that I don't care, but I was far too busy that night. However, I did get a lot of the scoop.<br />
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Apparently, the XYZ festival started as a street label that recorded underground mixtapes. Eventually it became a gaming convention for unnoticed studios, do to their interest in people or groups not recognized in the face of the industry. So it later started in 2002, and soon became popular. This year, the XYZ festival was hosted in England, due to the cover art being a shot of "The Tube" train in London. Rock group Axel Rudi Pell performed live doing an entire performance of their 1998 underground hit Oceans of Time, and their less successful 2004 album Kings and Queens. It was a sight to see for rockers around the world.<br />
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Later on, after about an hour, the awards were announced. Here are the categories:<br />
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- Independent Studio of the Year<br />
- Best Independent Studio working under a Major Label<br />
- Best Independent Music Label<br />
- Best Underground Work<br />
- Best Production of Games<br />
- Best Production of Music<br />
- Best Production of Film Soundtrack or Feature Presentations<br />
- The Most Active Independent Studio of the Year<br />
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Although a festival, this was for invite only. The TF141 Media crew was nominated in three categories out of ten nominees each: Best Independent Studio working under a Major Label, Best Production of Games, and The Most Active Independent Studio of the Year. We had won the latter, due to our minor, yet significant work for Fallout: New Vegas, Killzone 3, Crysis II, inFamous II, Fable 3, Halo: Reach, and production on music albums England Keep My Bones, The King of Limbs, Fly from Here, and Nostradamus. We had barely beaten Raven Softworks, who nearly had won with eight major projects significantly finished. Derek Carter performed the speech, and apparently he stuttered once. Shame!<br />
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And Finn Smith was invited by Johnny Gioeli to go sing the chorus of 'Sea of Evil' with him. Good for him and all, but Rudi Pell and Gioeli can not be beat, even with Smith's stirring voice...... -_-<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjulJs1shxvhanCjUj4DDEpJExVJPDY6NUNE-_apIP-a1AXyfs78or4IlBEvZ51cxasIlgm6lrI78Ai0FSldckzu3qv2w29NYtDJzy3VvFADtbeBPuieBXkMXWxUMKPySzo2DWpylS8umlv/s1600/chicka+chicka+2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjulJs1shxvhanCjUj4DDEpJExVJPDY6NUNE-_apIP-a1AXyfs78or4IlBEvZ51cxasIlgm6lrI78Ai0FSldckzu3qv2w29NYtDJzy3VvFADtbeBPuieBXkMXWxUMKPySzo2DWpylS8umlv/s320/chicka+chicka+2.png" width="320" /></a></div>Yes, indeed, I heard it twas a fine night. But it was the part where Rudi Pell and the group began to use synthetic fire to begin the shows, and took it indoors, became the real eye-catcher. For me at least. It seemed like Johnny Gioeli was really on fire, and Rudi Pell's guitar was really lit. So it was definitely a stage presence from the gods of underground metal. These guys are seriously underrated, I swear it..<br />
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That is just barely topped by the part where Carter comes up to do a little song he wrote in just a case that they won an honor. Of course there was no reward, he used one of Rudi Pell's instruments, under supervision, of course, but it is the most retarded thing in the history of mankind. Next to Limp Bizkit, of course. He even dressed for the occasion: he dressed like someone from the hair metal era, and performed it not knowing how to use a guitar. Definitely something worth seeing.<br />
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Well, at least I got brought back this:<br />
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After I see Maiden, of course...<br />
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Anyways, that's the scoop of the XYZ festival.TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-54060716541511055132011-07-05T22:54:00.000-07:002011-07-05T22:54:38.043-07:00No Sleep til XYZ<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Finally being able to buy a new tour bus, the TF141 Media crew has been hard at work lately. We have finished off multiple small projects in the past few months, such as the SMART mastering in the below average <i><b>Brink</b></i>, our help in character designs and animations in <i><b>inFamous II, </b></i>and two trusted members of ours, Roland King and Rachel Mika, have both done production on two impressive albums: Frank Turner's England Keep My Bones, and Yes's Fly from Here, respectively.<br />
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In honor of our community work, we were then invited by members of the XYZ Award Community to be awarded for our achievements. We had then gotten enough money to buy ourselves a new studio, bus, and lighting rig for the TF141 Media band. (Will be explained in later post) The invasion there begins in four days, still waiting for our return. Considering how far everybody has grown over the years, and a Gathering will be held tomorrow.</div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-52973501200852197252011-05-21T20:05:00.000-07:002011-05-21T20:05:06.388-07:00New Images<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjirTb9og0d98nbZ5ZbCoYEamtjLVxEy1D-Q_ATlAiGB_6_QS3thzVyvqwlnvop5RQLeze7vakZa8_y3ugGC5QOn7Ji9JFkWzj33DUurf6pCFezKrm6esk-oz3WphhWXOoIaejSCeX3d41Q/s1600/bsoihngjs.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjirTb9og0d98nbZ5ZbCoYEamtjLVxEy1D-Q_ATlAiGB_6_QS3thzVyvqwlnvop5RQLeze7vakZa8_y3ugGC5QOn7Ji9JFkWzj33DUurf6pCFezKrm6esk-oz3WphhWXOoIaejSCeX3d41Q/s320/bsoihngjs.png" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-44148829412045075562011-05-01T17:07:00.000-07:002011-05-01T17:07:48.438-07:00The Number of the Beast<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Requested by my good friend RavenRock, who gave me various news over the years. But this takes the cake. A story of his got knocked off Sputnik Music (fucking grow up, Sputnik, we just want to have some fun), and he asked for this to be posted as a just-in-case.<br />
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Iron Maiden<br />
The Number of the Beast (Released in 1982)<br />
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This is the tale of Guido Gonzalez and his fight for survival.<br />
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As I woke up, it took a while for my vision to be fully clear. I had strands of my hair in my eyes like black silk. I had an awful stomachache and I didn't have any shoes on. My eyes felt heavy, and my arms felt weak. I'm in a moving god damn jeep. "Where the hell AM I?", I screamed into the open air, due to there being no cover over the car. The last thing I remember was being on the back of a Honda, leaning out the window with a shotgun. That's all I ever remembered before this Jeep slammed into us, knocking me out. I looked down at my chest, and a blob of red still lay there. I gulped.<br />
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"Ah good, you're awake.", I heard a voice hiss to the left of me. I yelped and whipped to the left, and I was looking at what looked like a zombie, with his bones only. His eyes were an intense gold-and-black, and brown hair that dangled over it's ears. He was wearing a long-sleeved white t-shirt that said: "I Pity Me", blue jeans. That's all I could register while I was still looking. The unknown captor smirked. "You know me. I'm Eddie, remember, hermano?", he said in my accent, which he clearly heard when they were chasing us. I looked in the back of the jeep, and saw Caesar and Dominik. Caesar's black hair hung from his hair, and he looked angry yet unfocused, and his black tanktop was dirty and ragged. Dominik's red hair was ruffled, and he bore a jacket with a green shirt underneath, smothered with blood. <br />
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"What do you want from us?", Caesar asked hesitantly, taking the words right out of my mouth. I looked around where we were. The addresses said "22 Acacia Avenue". Great, now there's a street parodying the song. <br />
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"I'm actually not here to hurt you. I'm not the one that drove that Ford into your truck.", Eddie hissed, almost indifferently, as he somewhat shifted in his seat. "In fact, you should be lucky you're in my jeep. If I wasn't here to back them off, you'd be sitting in prison cells with your entire torso doused in acid."<br />
All I could do was gulp. "Oh Jesús, ¿qué he hecho para merecer un destino como éste?", I spoke in my spanish accent. Dominik looked at me. "I think it was that blonde you dumped the other day.", he said, smirking. He could understand Spanish.<br />
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"Shut up, the both of you.", Eddie yelled. It wasn't angry, it was calm. Which made it a little more threatening. "This is serious. Now listen, and don't talk until I'm finished. The band members of Iron Maiden are currently holed up in a little hideout in Acacia Avenue. They're trying to storm up ideas for their next album, but the Justin Biebah Resistance Fan Club has joined forces with the Gleeks Club, the ones who assaulted you, they had captured me, and the Followers of the RIAA. They're staging an attack against the people we're with, the Metal Militia. We're supposed to help stop them. I gathered you twits in the back to help fend off the Resistance. And as for you, Guido, there's a special assignment for you. Now, if you want a Q&A, make it quick, because we're nearing the hideout." I was able to nab a peek at the hideout. It was tiled with orange and gray stone, with windows barely above the underground, almost like an underground hideout. There was a metal circle, which led to a hatch. Probably the entrance.<br />
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"Why are we chosen to do this?", Caesar asked.<br />
"You originally joined the Metal Militia when your dad signed you up."<br />
"What do I have to do?", was all I could ask at the time. Sweat had broken through my forehead and neck.<br />
"Ah, yeah. Guido, guido, guido. What you're doing for this war will be VITAL. In fact, if you do complete your task, it will end it." This got me interested. "You have to write a review of an Iron Maiden CD." My mouth gaped, as did Caesar's and Dominik's.<br />
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"¿Qué demonios?", I harshly backmasked.<br />
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But, Eddie knew his Spanish. "Listen, the Justin Bieber Resistance Fan Club took control of the RCA and General Electric about a half a year ago. The leader of the Magazine Enclave, El Dorado, was captured. He was savagely beaten in front of the Militia, and was forced to shut down every metal magazine possible, including the Hit Parader mags. Rolling Stone and Q were also overtaken. Nowadays, writing rock and metal reviews is strictly forbidden. What you have to do is write a review for this little cassette in here", the bony fingers patted a nearby metal suitcase, "and we'll do the rest of the work for all of you."<br />
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I felt I had a spike castrate my brain then have a bee sting me in the ballsack. This was absolutely horrific. Now I knew I would have to be as valuable to the war effort as possible. Idecided to go ahead and trust Eddie.<br />
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"Aight, we're here.", Eddie muttered, stopping the car. He stepped out, and nabbed the metal suitcase, handing it to me. "Kid, this is the Miltia Incorporation Survival Kit, or the MISK. This has everything you need." He walked to the trunk, and pulled out three machine guns, handed two of them to Caesar and Dominik, which I could respectively identify as a PPsh-41 and an AUG HBAR, with hollow lead. Eddie had an ACR with a knife.<br />
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I looked at the suitacase. "Open it, kid.", Eddie said, leading me and Caesar into the hatch. Caesar went in first, and it looked kind of like a slide, much with much more turbulance. As I got adjusted in my metal seat, which popped right back up after Caesar landed, I opened the suitcase as the marble circle covered me. What was in it surprised me. A pen with four pieces of paper, a just-in-case M16 with ten clips, and the CD Eddie was talking about: without any censors or different covers: The Number of the Beast, just sitting there in its cassette glory.<br />
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As I slid down, that track listing burning an image into my brain, I was introduced to an underground bar-ish atmosphere. Iron Maiden was on stage, Dickinson and Harris singing "Fear of the Dork", Metallica on another stage singing, "The Day That Will Never Freaking Come", and what's left of Black Sabbath, much to my surprise, singing "I Am The Ice Cream Man". It was absolutely brilliant. There were sexy blondes and brunettes everywhere, people were just having a good time, and I actually felt at home for a minute there.<br />
Caesar tapped my shoulder. "Remember, Guido, you lost your memory, so you don't know anybody here, but they know you. Just go with it." Oh yeah, I had lost my memory about three years ago. I gained a little of it back, like where I lived, went to school at, who my family was, friends, all of that jazz. Eddie strolled up to me. "Well, we all got about ten minutes, so enjoy yourself!", he slapped me on the back before walking off to get a Vodka.<br />
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That case still mesmerized me, so I set it down next to Dominik. I noticed a red-haired caucasian strolling up towards me, in a black shirt that said, "Hit Parader", blue jeans, and brown shoes. That look struck a memory in my mind. She was really good looking. Teresa, was it? "Hey, Guido.", she said, in a husky accent. "You look like shit.", she snickered.<br />
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"Hey... Teresa, right?", I said, struggling to figure out the details. "Oh, I was in a... chase." That would probably sound viciously stupid.<br />
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"Yeah. I was your girlfriend way back when. Memory lapse, right?", she smiled at me as she understood my situation. Such a good smile. I put my arm around her as a guy with blonde hair, his nametag read 'Max', I recognized him as Secretary of Communications in the Militia, brought me a Blue Curaçao, while all I noticed in Teresa's drink was Coca-Cola. We drank, enjoying ourselves, as Faith No More came on the stage and performed the beautiful 'Just A Man'.<br />
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It had been six minutes, and the stages had closed up. On the radio overhead, they announced that all soldiers of the Metal Militia report to the barracks. It was time. Eddie strolled up to me. I finally got a good look at his shirt: it was a Krokus T-Shirt, from their fourteenth album. Nice change of pace. He patted my shoulder and said, "Okay, kid, it's time. Get in there." I was shoved into a room. I tried to say one last thank-you to Eddie for saving my life, but he was already dashing up the stairs. I stared at the cassette. Realizing there was no time left, I grabbed the cassette and yanked it open, then shoved it into the player, then hooking in my earbuds. I prepared myself, for this next two hours would be crucial. As they exited out the door, they wished me good luck and I heard rampaging outside and the smell of fire. I was safe, but alone with Teresa.<br />
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She gave me a kiss, then grabbed a chair and sat next to me, looking kickass in body armor. I gave her one earbud, and one pen. We sat back and took a deep breath.<br />
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Review:<br />
The Number of the Beast, released in 1982, was Iron Maiden's third album. They were just getting onto the metal scene, and on a high note. And once The Number of the Beast was released, with new vocalist Bruce Dickinson, the band were instantly metal superstars. It exploded onto the UK Album Charts at #1, and although it was met with fair controversy for satanic content, it is considered one of the greatest metal albums of all time, and one of the most influential of all time.<br />
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The Number of the Beast noted an uprise in the instrumental content in the songs: the riffs were excellent. With progressive melodies and thunderous solos, unforgiving drum clashes, and deep, echoing bass audio, it was different from the first two albums, Iron Maiden and Killer.<br />
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The addition of Bruce Dickinson marked an everlasting change in the band's history, and quite possibly, in heavy metal. Dickinson's voice is mature and haunting, it carries on through each song with a pitch and inflection like none other, almost wailing. The low-pitched notes the man could reach, with wails that would rage through stereos worldwide, and a chilling seriousness in the tone, Dickinson is an extraordinary singer. The guitar and bass work from Steve, Adrian, and Dave, all together, is superbly brilliant. Dual solos from Dave and Adrian completely explode into a crackle of fire, shredding along at amazing flow, and chugging basslines from Steve Harris are fine like Cliff Burton: with thuds grinding across the strings that would echo through audiosystems for days, mixed in with the guitars and fantastic drum beatings from Clive, is some of the greatest bass work ever presented in metal history.<br />
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And the songs show the amazing quality of this band. "Invaders", clocking in at nearly four minutes, is a song divided into mini-solos over eerie drum beats and a dark pitch tone from Dickinson himself. "The Number of the Beast" is run over cataclysmic screams from Dickinson over smooth guitar lines and drum beats, while he wails, "SIX! SIX, SIX! THE NUMBER OF THE BEAST!" This is a metal album that is nearly without flaw. The production is amazing: the vocals are crisp, the guitar work is loud and clear. Everything can be heard perfectly: a nod to the terrific proudcer Martin Birch, who later became infamous for this album.<br />
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"Hallowed Be Thy Name" could be one of the greatest metal songs of all time, and the best in Iron Maiden's career. Over gothic church bells and a haunting bass line, Bruce progresses in a chilling voice where a guilty man would be taken to the gallows. As Dickinson wails "The sands of time for me are running loooooooooooow", BANG! It erupts into a great dual guitar riff from Adrian and Dave, exerting into mini-solos in later verses, dealing with the convicted man's execution, until the solo completely lashes out onto the scene, the tempo progresses at a powerful rate, as Dickinson howls into the microphone, "Hallowed be thy name....." It's wicked stuff, absolutely.<br />
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The music we have nowadays is utterly humiliating. Iron Maiden is still an amazing band, and it shows it here. The Number of the Beast, one of the single greatest metal albums of all time. Where Iron Maiden became the juggernauts that they are.<br />
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I checked the clock. Teresa had begun to shuffle the papers load in her gun. It had been over an hour and a half. I armed my M16 and loaded it with incendiary ammunition, then stormed out of the hideout. It was an absolute warfield. Bodies were littering the ground like dropped soda cans. The sky had turned an ugly crimson, like the blood, and gunfire, arrows, explosions, lazers, and jet planes took over the skies, and fire burned somewhere.<br />
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I caught Eddie's eye. As he ran toward me, throwing an explosive out to the crowd, I saw Followers progressing towards me with a redhead giant. Me and Teresa erupting gunfire as we continued to plow through the crowds. I felt so guilty, but they deserved this. They've taken away innocent eyes.<br />
Eddie snatched the review from my hands, and ordered the rest of the Militia to the beach. I joined Dominik and Caesar. Dom and Teresa watched the sides, Caesar the back, and I lead in the front. I shot a burst at a Resistance member that got far too close, and crushed his iPod in retaliation, which was bursting Nickelback. Ugh.<br />
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"Attention Command, we have the review! Bring down the elevator!" We arrived at a large building. I read it: The Command of Music Central. We held the upcoming members off, until I had no clips left. Everybody else looked pretty empty.<br />
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"Eddie! We're out!", I snarled. The elevator came.<br />
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"HURRY!", Eddie shouted, but then a redhead giant shot an explosive at everyone, obliterating each one of the soldiers. I was hit and blasted back, nearly paralyzed by the blow, before Caesar caught me dragged me to the elevator, where I saw four other soldiers with Eddie shooting at the rest of the Resistance and Gleeks. I looked at Teresa's knocked out body, along with Dominik's dead body, and passed out.<br />
I woke up in the hospital. Teresa was in a nearby bed, with bandages covering several parts of her body. I had gauze from the upper torso to my waist. Eddie came in. "Hey. I'm sorry about Dominik. I didn't mean to get you involved." I half-smiled. I really didn't care, I'm just glad not everybody died.<br />
"We presented the review to the nation, and it gave back strength to the BPI, ARIA, and RIAA. They're currently staging a war against the Resistance, Gleeks, and Followers, but the Militia is pretty much done for. Out of the 200 soldiers we had, there's only 36 left. I'm sorry, if I had been quicker..."<br />
"It's kay.", I said.<br />
That's all I remember before blacking out.</div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-8884605293909220462011-04-21T19:49:00.000-07:002011-04-21T19:49:42.820-07:00Bethesda Softworks - Brink Special Features<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.rockpapershotgun.com/images/11/apr/b1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="161" src="http://www.rockpapershotgun.com/images/11/apr/b1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Well, our work on Brink and revealing of our work earned Logan Frario an interview, who informed said website about the game itself. Many thanks to TheLP for his awesome interview.<br />
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<i>LP: 1. What exactly is the storyline of Brink? What are you progressing through so far, being a fellow storyboard artist?</i><br />
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<i>Logan: It's set in a future city in the sky called The Ark, a little west between San Francisco and San Diego. The people of the city are disappointed with lack of natural supplies, and the people form their own faction, simply known as "The Resistance", who are intertwined in a war with the Ark leaders, or known as "Security", and the Resistance arms themselves to storm the Capitol. You'll play in between the factions, decide which one benefits and which one suffers, like in New Vegas.</i><br />
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<i>LP: 2. Is the game going to be similar to Fallout 3 or New Vegas in any way?</i><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjevF1LmAivbYKy3uHIRolEuqEIdXV0SkWMlDiA5gxyHOCT3EEvNEZuuQSIigVPjrjwBuz7Fp9uTylA7XmQqea-9bCOQ-OKYha9CSMPtoLP8lCcOJ34wuLthpfnhPYHjoorMUTV3-EWrl6d/s1600/Brink+weapons.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="176" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjevF1LmAivbYKy3uHIRolEuqEIdXV0SkWMlDiA5gxyHOCT3EEvNEZuuQSIigVPjrjwBuz7Fp9uTylA7XmQqea-9bCOQ-OKYha9CSMPtoLP8lCcOJ34wuLthpfnhPYHjoorMUTV3-EWrl6d/s320/Brink+weapons.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><i> Logan</i>: <i>Theoretically, no. There's the same mechanics in several ways: the character customization system, weapon design, and various elements that seem familiar: like who benefits and who suffers. But, it's not supposed to be Fallout. It's supposed to be something different: if they just kept giving us the same mechanics outside of the series, fans are eventually going to get bored.</i><br />
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<i>TheLP: 3. What's included in Brink? </i><br />
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<i>There's going to be the 16-player multiplayer, both competitive, against bots, and cooperative modes. It's a completely free game as well: there's a lot of distances to travel, running around with your rifle is supposed to have a sense of freedom, in the SMART system, which stands for Smooth Movement Across Random Terrain, and you can still gain XP, and this can be used to upgrade weapons or further customize your character.</i><br />
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<i>There's different classes throughout the game, like the Medic class, which can increase health and help revive incapacitated players, the soldier class, who uses explosives and resupplies magazines. Engineers place turrets for a brief time and can help repair weapons from their standard condition, and the Operative class is kind of an all-around: the player can disguise him / herself in the enemies' armor and is able to gain intel by interrogation, my personal favorite.</i><br />
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<i>TheLP: 4. Sounds great, who's all involved in the project?</i><br />
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<i>So far everybody. We're working on this like we worked on Fallout 3 four-five years ago: with a goal to achieve, ambitions to set, and expectations to be met. Bethesda is a terrific studio. We've been sending in character models, scripts, animations, art, cooperative designs, and a lot of other design options for the game. Splash Damage is also a great studio, they can certainly multi-task.</i><br />
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<i>TheLP: 5. What systems will it be released on, and when?</i><br />
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<i>Around mid-2011 on the 360, playstation 3, and PC. It's going to be released in May 10th in the Americas, and the 13th for Europe and Oceania. It'll be rated 16 outside of the Americas, but in the Americas</i>, <i>the ESRB will be T.</i><br />
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<i>TheLP: 6. One last question: what will the engine be?</i><br />
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<i>The updated id Tech, which was used in other games like Quake 4 and Doom. So expect a lot from the game, and thanks for having me.</i><br />
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<i> </i></div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-81309982363198412552011-04-20T21:47:00.000-07:002011-04-20T21:47:53.255-07:00Random Cartoon Crap - Ren and Stimpy: Hermit Ren<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://typophile.com/files/Ren%20&%20Stimpy%20logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="http://typophile.com/files/Ren%20&%20Stimpy%20logo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I'm going to hold off on games information for now and take a look at what could be the biggest cartoon humiliation since American Dad officially got an airing deal. Ren & Stimpy I never really could understand some of the time: the jokes were great and the writing was superb, not to mention the artwork, but what the cartoons lacked was precision. The first two seasons, though they are some of the finest pieces of animation ever shown on television, could really benefit from some serious editing, not to mention restoration of the numerous cuts.<br />
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Then John Kricfalusi and his Spumco team got fired. Then the Ren and Stimpy Show, once the best cartoon since the Looney Tunes era, completely went over the edge. Watching Ren and Stimpy like this became the worst four years of my life since World War I.<br />
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Now this Season Four episode, "Hermit Ren", an incredibly brief two-parter, backed up by a nearly 5-minute skit, is a great example of taking an average idea and beating it to death. To the point of oblivion. Seriously, whoever wrote this story needs to be hanged. So, I'll do a Boycott-esque review and run through the entire episode sec-by-sec.<br />
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Anyways, the cartoon opens with Stimpy stupidly singing a "comebya" beat on an accordion. Look at him for one second, then turn away, because I swear, he will get stuck in your head for days and days.<br />
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He then is greeted by Stimpy, who shows off another stupid work, and explains that Ren's dinner is in the oven. Ren forces himself to the kitchen.<br />
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He pulls out the chicken, which looks burned to the point of oblivion, and absentmindedly drags it to the table, then begins to chow down on said chicken, but then the burn's so intense it blisters his tongue. Look at it now before your tongue and eyes get an infection.<br />
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It's too obvious you know what comes up next.<br />
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Ren storms out of the bathroom, looking really angry, in an expression that I've seen before, in a mood that's far too common. The personalities of the characters rarely changed in Ren and Stimpy, maybe the biggest change I saw in characters' moods was in cartoons like "Stimpy's Fan Club" and "Son of Stimpy", partly because they delved a little more emotionally than other cartoons. Oh, wait, those were actually GOOD cartoons.<br />
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Ren prepares to charge at the dumbass cat, and the only thing that saves the cat from a certain death by strangling, a very fucking well-deserved death, is when Ren glues his foot into an accordion, that Stimpy dropped. How he dropped it all the way to the fucking bathroom door is beyond me. He then takes in the world around him: the telephone repetitively ringing, Stimpy being an idiot (oh, wait, we learned that about three years ago, idiot writers), and bad television. He then lets out a scream enough to annoy Donald Sutherland, and storms out with the accordion still on his foot. He packs his suitcase and runs out, claiming he's never coming back.<br />
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Which is ironic, we already know he will.<br />
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He then gets his own personal cave (you've got to be trolling me), from the Hermit Union. The images are so stupid it's not even worth MENTIONING. He has to have no friends, no outside time at all, blah, blah, blah. And the cave is locked by a boulder that's activated by a button. Umm... a button activates a thing of nature? That's another thing: Ren and Stimpy took logic and raped it. Completely raped it up the arse.<br />
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As the story progresses, he goes insane: he becomes best friends with a scarecrow that was laid in the cave somehow, mistakes bats for cow utters, and sees some random dude called Old Man Hoek, who doesn't even look related to Ren, he just looks like some random street hobo put in a farmer's outfit. Stimpy's a wreck, and now makes dinners out of telephones.<br />
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Which is really stupid: he made dinners all by himself. Probably put in as a cheap gag.<br />
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Ren's all alone, and after hallucinating like he's taken six hardcore bags of valium and mushrooms mixed together: he makes a pile of BAT DROPPINGS into a shape like Stimpy. I was about ready to turn it off here because of the horrible one-liner the bat later follows.<br />
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The scarecrow then tells Ren he must bring out his three personalities: and brings out his anger side, his fear side, and his ignorance side, all of which every character possesses, and they're all interpreted as other chihuahuas, with angry Ren as a steaming-red, ready-to-explode, very hostile, fearful Ren as a skinny, cowardly bag of bones, and ignorant Ren with his eyes completely all over the place and somewhat fatter. Yeah, ignorant characters nowadays look just like that.<br />
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They play a blackjack game with a table that they just randomly pull of their assholes. Ren slowly becomes paranoid with the hallucinations around him, which is really stupid because they're reflecting what he really is, but hey, this is a schizophrenic cartoon. (And, in this moment, comes the only good line spoken in this cartoon, by Angry Ren: "I'm cheating? YOUR WHOLE LIFE'S A CHEAT!") He then rips off the arm of the scarecrow and beats the pretend sides of him, and then the Hermit Union leader comes in and forces him to leave because of friends. Is the human really that fucking ignorant to know that the friends were rocks?<br />
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Ren leaves with the fur on his back and that pile of bat shit he made Stimpy out of. He comes home to see Stimpy still living in the dead cow, wearing cowboy boots with a short skirt and green dress, with lipstick on his face, running around with a pile of ear wax shaped like Ren. I turned the cartoon off right here.<br />
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That was the worst seventeen minutes of my life since I was tortured. I don't care what you think: but this cartoon had an idea pulled right out of their spine and beaten with a rusty cane. I would rather poke a spike through my own brain while watching the Jerry Springer Show. That was horrid. I don't care what you think about Ren & Stimpy: it was shitty from the start, but it had tweaks of decency throughout that helped it through the otherwise puzzling two seasons.<br />
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At least John K can't be blamed for how crappy Ren and Stimpy is.</div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-23330378308417145942011-04-20T21:31:00.000-07:002011-04-20T21:31:26.733-07:00Section 8: Prejudice - Verdict<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.hdwallpapers.in/wallpapers/section_8_prejudice_game-1440x900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.hdwallpapers.in/wallpapers/section_8_prejudice_game-1440x900.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Title: Section 8 - Prejudice<br />
Systems: Downloadable Game: Xbox Live<br />
Format: HDTV available, Online Multiplayer, No Co-Op, Subtitles<br />
Release Date: April 20th 2011<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUd2VvP5CQ-vj7oYmBWq26HmxWSIvGFmhtiOU-TzHkchkjx3TUwALtXPPAmXXLu3k0iTwxhnZ3ydPWlU0vhVpoC-Vz1vygHuc7dZQbyKg4LlPW1pc_gHQklhGTM7DV9B4IGgyrg7h2Wv7S/s1600/starratings.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUd2VvP5CQ-vj7oYmBWq26HmxWSIvGFmhtiOU-TzHkchkjx3TUwALtXPPAmXXLu3k0iTwxhnZ3ydPWlU0vhVpoC-Vz1vygHuc7dZQbyKg4LlPW1pc_gHQklhGTM7DV9B4IGgyrg7h2Wv7S/s1600/starratings.png" /></a></div>There's a certain passion I've had over the years for downloadable games. I mean, the addition of buying Games on Demand, for cheaper prices and not having to actually go to the store to pick it up sounds great. We're all lazy and don't want to leave our house, right? Well, so far there's been no victor for a singular downloadable game, in my opinion. The PS3 has games like Flower, and the 360 has games like Torchlight. Section 8: Prejudice, a sequel to the surprisingly impressive Section 8 from last year, fails to impress, and is an excellent example of a mixed bag.<br />
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I'll let this out right here: I like the story in Prejudice. Soldiers have been launched from a space cannon when they intergalatically traveled to tame it (how the fuck you do that though, I have no idea) from the Section 8 military section. And... that's it, though. It's too short, and I could see why: The first problem evident is that there's several unoriginal level design flaws. You go from Point A to B, shoot x number of AI enemies, with the annoying training modes that will pop up. Though it is lessened from the first game, there's no point to train for multiplayer that some gamers will probably play the minute they get the game.<br />
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And it's repetitive. Throughout the single player campaign, hordes of enemies will launch out at you, and homing missiles that will blow your genitals off. At least they walked towards something different from the last game: they went from mind-numbingly boring to mind-numbingly difficult. What an improvement. Every mission you take feels like the last one: it seems to follow the same flow with slightly different tasks. It feels like most of the missions were slapped on the package.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.games-fun.eu/news_images/20101215/1292438406_26.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.games-fun.eu/news_images/20101215/1292438406_26.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> The graphics are really good: from the snow, grass, and dirt. Playing this on an HDTV is amazing.</div><br />
On the upside, there's some improvements made to your special suit. You can use the jetpack, which I think is really useful, and dash, which is barely tolerable, as additional weapons of mass destruction against the incredible amount of enemies that just SOMEHOW don't seem to stay damn dead. Unlike the tight, on-the-click button responses that games like Call of Duty and Battlefield have, but they're rather dragging onward, like it got injured along they way and limps instead of jogs, so to speak. (Terrible metaphor, I know.)<br />
There's a ton of weapons available: assault rifles, machine guns, SMGs, shotguns, explosives, and different kinds of ammunition, like in Borderlands, and each have different properties and damage against the environment like vehicles, armor, and other baddies, but it doesn't have the desired effect.<br />
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Thankfully, however, the multiplayer is slightly amped up from the last game. Conquest comes in as a returning mode, the objective-based missions, like Stockpile in Halo or Domination in COD. If you complete a side objective, kill enemies, or defend this position enough, you're able to call in supply points for various weapons, like turrets, jeeps, aircraft, etc. This system, intertwined with the defend-the-position mode, sounds interesting enough on paper, but doesn't go through in the way most would expect. At times, the modes feel very repetitive (even in multiplayer), and aren't as exciting as other multiplayer matches online gamers have come to love.<br />
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Swarm is probably the redemption point in this game, and maybe alone worth the price of pay. In a last stand mode reminiscent of the survival mode in the Left 4 Dead series, with a select number of players against the environment, where you stockpile on weapons in a fight-or-flight. It's a really entertaining cooperative mode, and should keep you busy if you have downloaded the game.<br />
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On a positive note, the graphics look really good. The textures are strong and the cinema is bolder. The digital system looks great in its 4:3 format, from the lush backgrounds. Many thanks to the ever-popular Unreal Engine, and it's a good surprise. The soundtrack and sound effects also kick off at a progressively good rate, the rattling gunfire sounds as good as you'd expect. But the voice acting is more drab than Vin Diesel's entire career.<br />
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If you have some money to spare, and you're looking for a game to download and waste the weeks on, I can't recommend Section 8: Prejudice entirely. I did have a lot of fun: Conquest is actually really nice, and Swarm is superior. But there's just not a lot of material and the single player mode is arguably worth skipping entirely. It has potential, but doesn't show it. I'd have to, nonetheless, give it a very mixed <b>recommended</b>.</div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-57667252865823683982011-04-19T19:17:00.000-07:002011-04-19T19:17:46.644-07:00Alec gets an interview, world shocked<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://gamers-underground.com/forum.php">Another interview from Underground Gamers</a> rolls in to us, this time a little interesting. Thanks to the staff.<br />
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<b>Could you explain your jump from Bethesda's New Vegas to Masthead's Online?</b><br />
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While TF141 Media was doing work for Fallout as our main project, and also doing side-projects for games like Red Faction: Armageddon, Crysis 2, and Black Ops, due to TF141 Media being an independent studio. The notorious argument of Bethesda vs. Interplay got far too extended to the point of insanity, so our supervising editors, Elinor and Gregg, made a call to Masthead hard at work. After that, we got to work with some character models, weapon design, scripts, animations, and multiplayer function. Since Masthead is all in Europe, there was no need for overseas shipping. Here and there, we'll need to send in some boards or audio sound effects to Interplay, and maybe some weapon designs, but other than that, it's nice to have a studio in the same continent, compared to us constantly sending items over to Bethesda.<br />
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<b>How is it working with Pete, Emil, Todd, and everybody at Bethesda?</b><br />
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Oh, they're all great. Obsidian and Bethesda can definitely multi-task, not to mention be very creative in their mechanics. Even people at the studio who hate their games love the studio. An interesting look at it. When you play Fallout 3 and go through events like the Radio missions or escaping Raven Rock, or even going out into the wasteland out of the Vault for the first time, you know it's going to be one of the best games ever, that is, when Fallout 4 inevitably comes out in the not-too-far future.<br />
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Well of course. Fallout was and is supposed to be a game where you have complete freedom, compared to other games where you're stuck in one spot until you complete this objective. Granted, you're forced to go through a few missions, but other than that, Fallout's got almost unlimited freedom in the Capital and Western Coast Wastelands. The stories throughout the games were also supposed to have.<br />
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And the combat was also supposed to be different, a balance between real-time and first-person perspectives in the games were supposed to make a difference, like the additions of V.A.T.S. or the amounts of survival you are forced to put in the game, like the need for stimpacks, layers of body armor, and weapon maintenance. Unlike other games, where you just grab a gun and you've already finished 70% of the game, Fallout requires to be extra-cautious, no matter what level.<br />
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<b>Do you consider Online will be more ambitious than any other Fallout game?</b><br />
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Yes. In fact, I think it's the most ambitious Fallout moments of all time since FALLOUT 3 was announced several years ago. Fans will be expecting something major different, more in part due to the brand new concept of multiplayer in the Fallout games, and it's not aiming for a bandwagon. It's also an MMO instead of the RPG concept that made the series so popular. It's really hard to tell if it will meet the high expectations, but it's certainly setting some ambitions.<br />
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Similarly, multiplayer for a game that's been single-player for 11+ years sound more like an experiment in the genre rather than an actual addition to the game. It's not about raising more popularity, it's about the gameplay. Unless there's some kind of cooperative addition, this seems completely like an attempt a game. You have to give credit for adding an inventive idea, an ambitious one at that, and make sure it goes through, but after 6 plus years, let's hope it beats Modern Warfare 2, which is right now the fastest-selling game in the UK.<br />
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Right now, Masthead's working HARD on this website, but they've so far updated nothing about Fallout on their website, and the production has been delayed more times than Super Smash Bros. Brawl. Making a good game is about getting lost in the gameplay and adding mechanics that everybody can like, make an atmosphere that everybody gets hooked into. That's why MMOs rarely work: they focus solely on the other players. You couldn't cross the streets without being asked for a fight or spammed, and entirely based on, as the genre's name explains, the massive multiplayer.<br />
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<b>Thanks a lot! </b><br />
<span id="goog_555109624"></span><span id="goog_555109625"></span></div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-82340994598665058042011-04-19T18:28:00.001-07:002011-04-19T18:28:36.691-07:00Weirdest Rap Story of all Time<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Ever Since Life and Lyrics.<br />
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Found this at sputnik music.<br />
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<span class="defaulttext" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="defaulttext" style="font-size: x-small;">I recall this tale very violently once before, in a time, place, and world where everyone was mentally screwed up by rap. So, here's what happened.<br />
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EXCLAIMER: This is completely and totally REAL.<br />
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I walked across the hallway down the Upper Penisula Hospital, located outside of Detroit. I took note of the two patients I was forced to work with today: Marshall Mathers the Third, who has been subject to being a misogynist, homophobe, violent, psychotic outlaw, rapist, murderer, and insult to humanity. I had experienced worse. He was locked up in a literal cell of an office with Rihanna and Lil' Wayne, both of which have had complete mental meltdowns due to harsh criticism and subject to mass media stupidity. I peered inside the metal circle of the metal door, and saw Mr. Mathers absentmindedly freestyling while peeling a rotting spanish onion, while Rihanna has brief seizures and half-singing the chorus to 'Love The Way You Lie' and half-slitting-her-own-wrists. He opened the door and saw the machine tubes strapped to Lil' Wayne, who's true name has never been revealed. Marshall began to make crack out of the rotting onions.<br />
"Uh, hello, Mr. Mathers?", I silently asked for his attention. "THAT'S SLIM SHADY TO YOU, DAWG.", his voice tweaked as he violently twitched upward. I rolled my eyes, I got tired of that nickname the minute I listened to TSSLP. "Whatever, Shady,", shuttering as I said it, "we need you to-" He then got lost in his own world again. "HI, MY NAME IS-" "Okay, Slim, please, please just SHUT UP. Go hang yourself if you're going to keep that up.", I said back to him in my irritable tone, one that I rarely use towards patients, if not never. "Ah... I like your attitude. I need you to do something for me, Doc.", he smirked. Whenever he asks a request and smirks, I know it's something ridiculous. "What? You want me to get you more mushrooms, or maybe get you a paper to write another rap?", I asked with a hint of displeasure in my voice.<br />
"No. Now, here's the deal,", he said, spitting at Lil' Wayne to shut him up. I twitched. "If you don't do this for me, I'm going to jump out this window, and detonate some hidden bombs here, therefore blowing up every single newborn child here and crippled patient. Anybody who's alive, I'm going to sing Untitled to them whilst cutting their eye out and forcing them to eat it." My jaw gaped. "How.. where... when?" Marshall then finished it for me: "I hid it underneath the floorboard in the main hall, and another one near the ambulances." I then wondered why I ever let him wander around the office. I was forced to put a shot into Rihanna to shut her the HELL up, and I then put an end to that tirade of hers as he continued to talk. "This is my request, dawg. Listen loud and clear."<br />
"I released the Recovery album back in 2010. I then re-released it the next day, after after a series of re-releases, I currently had to end it at the re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re release, which featured an uncensored censor on an uncensored album next to the censored uncensored bonus uncensored track of the censored album to the uncensored double album." Listening to him was mind-boggling. I'd rather poke a spike through my brain then choke on Chicken Rotesserie while bashing my teeth against a hammer. "So, after the re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-RE release which was featured in an underground album near the underground scene on an underground, but not-underground underground EP, it changed one lyric in "25 to Life"'s third verse, sentence 19. That officially caused Pandemonium near 54 Sound Studios in Detroit. The head of Vulgar Music, Justin Bieber Ph.D. declared a quarantine of the area around 54. So, this is what you need to do: we need my new re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-RE release of the album that added in a four-second skit. I'll talk to you on this handmade radio I made out of parts of my di-I mean, wood. And if you don't do this, I'll rape your girlfriend while nuking the entire state of Wyoming and sending a bunch of rappers to shoot up the Red Cross building." I actually knew he would do it. He had once blew up the Eiffel Tower by accident, and has killed over 1400 people with his own voice. "Oh, and if you try to rip off that radio, it's attached with a microscopic bomb, dawg. If you even remotely take it off, unless you drop it by accident, well... let's just say you'll be hearing my albums in hell."<br />
I rolled my eyes, but on the inside, I was kind of excited. "What to I have to deal with?", I nervously asked. "You gotta leave first, bird-face. Oh, and I want you to write a review of Recovery somewhere on your way." Although I didn't understand bird face I knew everything he commanded me to do he wanted done.<br />
"Fine. I'll be at the metro by 8:30." "Contact me there, stud.", he said smirking. This skit he's adding better be worldwide-changing. I storm out the doors from the reception center, ignoring everyone's questions, then strip off my doctor's gown, revealing a black shirt, with my gray pants still on. 'Hey, Bird-face!', a scratched audio blurted from the radio. I snatched it out of my jeans pocket before opening the door to my jeep. "WHAT?!", I asked, irritated to the point of oblivion. "There's a weapon I snuck in at the glove compartment of your car. Use it on your way, you'll need it. Nobody crosses the border unless you're part of the Justin Bieber Supporter Squadron, or they might misidentify you as part of the Aftermath Resistance. And trust me, you do NOT want that to happen."<br />
I groaned at got in the car, opening the glove compartment and sorting through the first aid supplies, packets, and papers, and found a SPAS-12 shotgun with a total of six full magazines. "I really need to watch where you go now. If you didn't place that bomb in the hospital, I would report your ass and they'd hall you off to Arkham.", I bitterly announced in the radio. "Just drive. I'll talk to you there." I pumped the shotgun, hearing the satisfying CLACK as it loaded the last magazine, put it in the seat next to me, driving off into the rainy evening.<br />
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On the border outside of Detroit, 8:26:39<br />
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I brushed back my blonde hair, then peered down at the metro station, an underground subway, not like the metro rail I'm used to. I step down the gravel, conceal my shotgun in my backpack full of first aid and protective armor, then unholster the radio. "Marshall? You awake?" The sound of his confused groan, and stumbling for his radio tells me otherwise. "Y-yeah, I'm here,", he yawned. "Alright, listen. Everybody's asleep, and that metro's going to come in about two minutes. I want you to make sure you have everything you need."<br />
I took off my pack and sorted through it. A couple layers of protective armor, metro rail tickets, first aid supplies, the shotgun, two Mack-11s he SOMEHOW put into my backpack, and some spare change with extra money. I also had a small case containing a knife. It seemed good enough. "Yeah, pretty much, Marshall.", I said, absently chilling in the cold night. I should have brought a jacket. "When you get on that metro, there's no turning back. You're sure you're entirely packed?" It seemed like I had everything, so I explained all the supplies I had. "Anything I'm missing, Mr. Terrorist?", watching as the train came down the spiked railway to the left. "Just need to make sure your dignity's still in check. Anyways, when you arrive at the very outside of Detroit, talk to Tupac." "Whoa, I thought he was dead!", I exclaimed, incredously raising an eyebrow. "Yeah, well... I went back in time to save him. By the way, I ate your lunch in the hospital." I shook my head, about willing to believe anything at this point. I'd rather believe Chuck Norris went to Mars and conquered the universe than believe 2pac's alive, but I nonetheless responded, "Time Travel? A lot of stuff I don't know about you." "The train's here, Mathers. This is where we go."<br />
"I'll be in contact, bird face. Just be careful.", he said, but he sounded so much more mature than the usual teenage sneer in his voice all the time, the sarcastic vocal capacity he seems to famously hold, almost hallow. I waited as the metal doors slided open, then gave the train ticketeer the tickets, and sat on a nearby chair, breathing nervously as the green walls seemed to stare at me, and I stared out the metal circle, saying goodbye to the Upper Pennisula.<br />
I found a pack of food in my outer packet, began to chew on some chips, very crunchy and good. "HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!! MY NAME'S HAROOOOOOOOOOLD!", I had a gleeful screech from the left of me, and looked at the left. He was fat, wearing a stupid hat, and in the worse clothes I had ever witnessed: brown lipstick, red hair, yellow jeans, and a pink shirt, which stated "I follow Mega***!", a metal band made by Dave Mustaine. Surprisingly, we were the only people on this train, apart from a wandering Labrador which I could only guess was his. "Hi...", I said, already annoyed. "U WANNA BE FRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENDSSSSSSS?", he extended his sentence, getting saliva in my gray eyes. "Yeah, whatever...." "AWEEEEEEEEEEESOOOOOOOOOOOOOMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEE! I usually end up raping and looting everybody who turns me down, but I have a feeling about you!" I was just about to plug in my iPod and deafen myself, before Marshall spoke in a dark tone this time, so serious I actually follow.<br />
"Kill the fat weirdo." I grabbed my Mack-11 and blew a cap. There was a dog licking my brown shoes, I couldn't help but shoo the dog away before he started to lay down on his master's body. Definitely saddening, but nonetheless boring. I feel into a deep sleep.<br />
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Outside of Detroit, On the Train: 3:28 am<br />
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I was awakened by an annoying computerized sound: "NOW STOPPING OUTSIDE OF DETROIT. PLEASE EXIT TO THE LEFT, AND EXIT WHEN THE DOORS HAVE OPEN. HAVE FUN!" I wanted to strangle whoever that was. I then peeked over at Harold, who's dog had eventually got bored of and was absentmindedly biting his loose shoelace. Kind of creepy.<br />
I was then introduced to Tupac. I couldn't believe it. His black skin looked flawless and without any bullet holes, and that deep black moustache still remained on him. He was wearing a long-sleeved white shirt, blue jeans, and black shoes. He looked better than ever, so I wondered how old he was now. Probably in his 40's. "Sup, dawg, I've been expecting you. Follow me. We're going to 22 Aracia Avenue."<br />
This made me groan even more, but Tupac knew that it was an ironic groan. That was the name of an Iron Maiden song. "So, what are we going up against?", I asked after a long perioid of silence.<br />
"Well, we're neutral in this conflict. We've got the Justin Bieber Supporter Squadron, run by Justin Bieber, Ph.D. It's made up of at least one hundred members, now it's been reduced to sixty-seven, but still putting up a fight. The Rebecca Black Resistance is currently the dominating force, with more experience and members, not to mention a better leader. So, we just have to wait until they eventually kill eachother. Then, that's when we come in. While they're distracted, we have to send in an armored truck containing the East Coast and West Coast Legions, who currently have an alliance. We just have to help defend the truck. Once we reach 54 Sound, they'll take care of it for us while we storm in through the rest of the building. Once you reach the studio room, break in, and yank the album. We'll escape through a lift to the top of the building, then escape via a helicopter. Unfortunately, it will be carrying out far too many wounded, so they've attached a rectangled platform hooked up beneath the helicopter. We just have to stand on that and maybe rain some fire before they finally escape."<br />
And this point, I would think invading the Pentagon sounded easier.<br />
And sure enough, I was right: 22 Aracia Avenue was definitely a parody. I was then introduced to a zombie. I recognized him as Eddie the Head. His long hair was fuzzled up like he had just electrocuted himself, but he looked sturdy for a dead person. He's dressed in a black jacket with a yellow shirt underneath, with black jeans. "Welllllcoommmeeeee...", he hissed. "Thisssss issssssss the birrrrrrrrrrd facccccccccccccee?" Great, that's now an official nickname. "Yep, he's here to help us. We've got twenty hospital trucks going off right now, containing about 300 in total. We'll have our own ambulance, and you'll be riding shotgun. Eddie, you'll be in the back with an explosive-bolted crossbow." I never noticed the click of the weapon in the dead man's hands. It was tattoed like flames, with the occasional black dots here and there. It also had a scope, and the canteen looked like enough for sixteen arrows, eight of them normal arrows, the other eight explosive. "We'll give you a Ppsh-41, you know, from Russia, with an extended mag, Martin.", 2pac snapped me back to reality, handing me a gun with a drum-shaped magazine. "Get in.", he said, once the twentieth ambulance left.<br />
I sat against the white seat, cold and solid enough to leech the body heat off your skin. Tupac was half-driving, half-leaning out the window with a shotgun. Then there we were, arriving at the 54 Sound Studios, completely quarantined. Gunfire rained through the sky, as did explosions and downed vehicles. "MOVE IN!", Eddie screamed from behind, finally carving a thorough hole in the back of the truck with his elbow bone (which I'd imagine is pretty sharp), then aims out the window.<br />
As we progresed, I took down at least thirteen members as we went forth. Somebody tried to kamikaze themselves by running up with a sword to Tupac's window. He had just dig his fingers into his face before throwing the attacker down and crushing his face beneath the wheels. We were screeching down the battlefield at high speed, Eddie doing a good job of cleaning up crowds, Tupac doing a good job of manuevering, and I hope I was doing a good job, for I was never trained for this kind of crap. I soon ran out of magazines, before an explosion rattled my senses, earsplitting. The vehicle was flipped over, literally doing a 360, bashing my head against the cold white walls, Tupac barely clutching the wheel, my shotgun lost and his feet flying in the air. The impact flew Eddie back, crashing him through the windows.<br />
The vehicle then crashed down on the surface with a harsh bang, just breaking into 54 Sound. I then flew straight out of the window, sliding across the tile with my ankle. I gathered my bearings: I was still alive, but badly injured with a limp. Tupac was pulling pieces of glass out of his head and fumbling through my first aid supplies, getting cut medicine and appyling gauze on his wounds. Eddie was the most crippled, but he's already dead. "Can you walk, Eddie?", I called out, finding that my vocal cords have suffered damaged somehow. I force myself to cough out a piece of glass. "Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.... Goooooooooo.... Get alllllbummmmm.... killllllllll Mathersssssss.....", he then slipped out of reality, into unconsciousness. "I'll carry him. He's still alive.", Tupac said. "You'll have to get me in the elevator because of Eddie. You go up the stairs." I nodded and watched them go up the wired lift as I dashed upstairs, snapping off hostage's ties as I ran, them thanking me and crying freedom. In about five minutes, I had made it to the third studio, and Tupac had been waiting there with a barely-conscious Eddie. "Take Eddie.", I left him off, hauling him into a nearby studio, placing him on the floor, concealed. "STAND BACK!", he zips an explosive bolt on the locked door, and it then explodes, getting gravel in the hell of my boot. I pick it out before rushing in to get the album.<br />
I then began to hear screams down below.<br />
"You better run now, Birdie.", Tupac snarled, loading an explosive bolt. "But you're low on ammo and hurt! I can't..."<br />
"Go. Finish your job. Go off on the helicopter. Save Eddie. Kill Marshall.", that makes two requests for Shady to die. "It's okay, everybody thinks I'm dead anyways." I heaved up Eddie, waving one last goodbye, a frown on my face, and I took the lift to the roof. Eddie had somewhat regained consciousness, and was somehow able to stand, albeit painfully. I rushed onto the roof, the helicopter waiting for me.<br />
"GET YOUR ASSES ON HERE!", the pilot yelled. Eddie draged himself onto an empty spot in the helicopter before passing out again. "On the platform, bud." I noticed the hooked up platform, wired and everything. I stepped onto it, surprisingly sturdy. "You got the album, kid?" I nodded. "We're moving, people!", as if the whole purpose of sitting there was for me to get the LP.<br />
I was able to put the album into my CD player, and surprisingly... I liked it somewhat. Even though everybody said it sucked major balls and that it should be buried alongside Hitler's grave in Germany. I couldn't stand Untitled, Love the Way You Lie, or No Love at all.<br />
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"Well, Marshall, here you go. I hope you give one in to our friend, Tupac. Eddie's recovering, and..."<br />
"I have something to confess.", he interrupted. "The skit I told you about, the whole reason you got the album?", I nodded, knowing I had made some mistake. "It sucks balls, so I'm not gonig to release it."<br />
I stared at him, my jaw gaping. "I should have done this a long time ago, Marshall."<br />
I cocked my Mack-11 at him, and even though he had that psychotic smile on his face, he knew that I wasn't giving him a 21-gun salute, even though he was going to his death, there was no remorse in those eyes.</span></span></div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-54389963755745138252011-04-10T12:45:00.000-07:002011-04-10T12:45:45.020-07:00Crysis 2 - A Few Thoughts<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i.neoseeker.com/boxshots/R2FtZXMvWGJveF8zNjAvQWN0aW9uL1Nob290ZXI=/crysis_2_frontcover_large_dlgvFw5HxAdpc48.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://i.neoseeker.com/boxshots/R2FtZXMvWGJveF8zNjAvQWN0aW9uL1Nob290ZXI=/crysis_2_frontcover_large_dlgvFw5HxAdpc48.jpg" width="228" /></a></div>Title: Crysis 2Systems: Xbox 360, Playstation 3, PC<br />
Release Date: March 22nd, 2011<br />
Formats: Subtitled, Online Capabilities, 1080i HD, CryEngine 3 <br />
ESRB: M for Mature (16 in the UK)<br />
Developers / Publishers: Crytek UK / Electronic Arts<br />
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</div>Let's be honest: Science Fiction is a pretty popular genre for video games. With stellar releases like Halo: Reach and Starcraft II popping up in the last year, not to mention Fallout: New Vegas's intelligent, futuristic apocalypse (in a way that's sci-fi), world, the realism in games seems to have toned down, included in games like Mass Effect.<br />
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Crysis is a real eye-opener. Fenced in by breathtakingly earth-shattering visuals and a tight FPS feel, mixed with a new, unique game engine and strategy elements, the previous Crysis game (and it's expanded, less talked about version) was definitely a shocker for 2007. Now, nearly five years later, comes Crysis 2, a highly anticipated follow-up to Crytek UK's masterpiece. In all honesty, I wasn't expecting a whole lot. When an earth-shattering first game comes out, you wonder: "Will the sequel be better?" In the case of Modern Warfare (remember, this is all opinion-based), that's not happening. In cases like Mass Effect and Halo, yes, the sequels are better. Ultimately, Crysis 2 isn't better. Though the expansion from the PC-only game to other modern day gaming system is a big step up for the series, not to mention an improved multiplayer mode.<br />
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Crysis 2 is not full of nostalgic reminiscing. Don't expect the large variety from the 1st game. The setting is different, your protagonist is different, the enemies are different. This is set in a post-apocalyptic (man, everyone seems to like that) New York (poor New York, always used to be apocalyptic), but there's a twist: it's been evacuated due to aliens. So, you have to "take care" of the aliens.<br />
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If there's one thing that I heavily enjoyed romping through in Crysis 2, was the awesome combat. You still have abilities from the original Crysis, such as turning invisible, adding limited-time weapon attachments, but you have a new Nanosuit, called the (yeah, unoriginal) Nanosuit 2. You can kick cars, you can vault walls, throw anything around you, perform special melee moves on enemies. In fact, when you fire an assault rifle and burst down anything in your path, you'll know something's changed, and for the better. From Crytek's long-time experience and expectations for Crysis 2, it should pass by as no surprise that Crysis 2 is indefinitely an improvement over the original Crysis, in terms of gameplay.<br />
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Bugs, though, are oddly present. I've seen some questionable AI movements present in Crysis 2. In fact, when the half-always present dumb alien just sits around on his ass, it made it somewhat easier. Granted, the sense of threat and danger is present in this alien-invested New York vision, but it doesn't exactly show outside the visuals and character interaction, not to mention the amount of stealth forced inside said game. And the save system annoys me to the point of smashing buttons, it's all checkpoint-based, which gets tedious and furiously repetitive.<br />
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There is thankfully a long plot to keep a fan satisfied. Your character, Alcatraz, has an interesting story that's easy to follow, and lengthy for those who want to keep on going. And there's plenty. The violence does seem very over-the-top. Firing rifles and smashing enemies into walls, or strangling someone until their vocal cords are entangled is very fun indeed. (That kind of sounds like I get sick pleasure out of homicide, but whatever) But stealth is becoming more and more forced into the game, as I said before. You can skip entire stages of combat by just engaging a stealth mode, sneaking off, waiting in a spot when your stealth area discharges, wait a ridiculously short couple of seconds for it to re-energize, then sneak off again. You just rinse and repeat, and then boom, you're done.<br />
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Since I never have exactly been one for Crysis's multiplayer, I'm pleased to say that the sequel is actually quite brawny and interesting. It's straightforward and based on multiplayer today, basically. There's the team deathmatch, which pits players in the Nanosuits versus regular armored soldiers, the 'defend objective' mode, called Crash Site, my personal favorite, where you have to defend pods, and other modes to keep you entertained. The maps are nicely designed and diverse, so it's quite nice to see a change of pace (though they are all set in New York City, perhaps to follow the game's story?)<br />
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Crysis 2 is a game that sets high expectations, and for the most part, I think it meets them. The scripting is interesting. The visuals are breathtaking, I can't play this game on an HDTV without standing there in awe. There's a lot of length and diversity in the game to keep any gamer entertained. There's still the numerous moments where bugs will piss you off, and it can be difficult (or sometimes too easy, and that's a stab at the stealth), but overall, I highly recommend it. It's (hard to believe) an improvement over the first.</div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-75061544816842204052011-04-02T23:49:00.000-07:002011-04-02T23:49:23.903-07:00I interview Stefano of K.O.T.M.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Highly off-topic here, but recently I've been interviewing a few band members recently. I'm trying to help promote a rap group, <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/KOTM/122725237770059">K.O.T.M.</a> They're under DJ Timbo Records, for those iTunes users who are familiar, and have so far <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AXaGaSycHUI">Recorded one full song so far.</a> So, I decided to do a <a href="http://knockouttakemoney.wordpress.com/2011/04/03/interview-with-n1/">phone call interview with one of the main men, Stefano R., aka "Certified G".</a><br />
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<strong>A: We’d you get the idea to form the rap group?</strong><br />
<strong>S: We had just decided to form the group several months ago, around October of 2010. The original members were me, Issac, Ethan, Max, and Jake.</strong><br />
<strong>A: Where did you first perform?</strong><br />
<strong>S: Max’s Barmitzeah on December of 2010 with DJ Timbo.</strong><br />
<strong>A: You’re still working on a mixtape?</strong><br />
<strong>S: Yes.</strong><br />
<strong>A: How many raps will it include?</strong><br />
<strong>S. Two.</strong><br />
<strong>A. What are those songs?</strong><br />
<strong>S: We’re not sure what we’re going to call the two, we just began recording and writing of those two songs.</strong><br />
<strong>A: I listened to your first song, and how many people rapped in it?</strong><br />
<strong>S: Me and Max had two verses, and everybody else had a bridge. So everybody else had a role.</strong><br />
<strong>A: When you release an EP, how many will it include?</strong><br />
<strong>S: About four songs, including Knock Out, Take Money, the debut.</strong><br />
<strong>A: And will any of those be singles?</strong><br />
<strong>S: All of them.</strong><br />
<strong>A: Will you have any extra tracks, like acapella versions?</strong><br />
<strong>S: Probably not.</strong><br />
<strong>A: What’s your favorite part about working with KOTM?</strong><br />
<strong>S: Perhaps the numerous meetings at the recording studio, such as the movie theater in our camp. It’s a great place to hang out and write down songs. Oh, and performing. "</strong><br />
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<strong>Check out the rest of the interview <a href="http://knockouttakemoney.wordpress.com/2011/04/03/interview-with-n1/">yonder.</a></strong><br />
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<strong>It's usually nice to talk to talk to dudes like him, very laidback when I talked with him.</strong></div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-58878425515473956752011-03-28T21:40:00.000-07:002011-03-28T21:40:52.041-07:00The King Of Limbs: Now Out!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>It's been a little closer to five years since the release of In Rainbows. And now The King Of Limbs is out, today. I'm rather pleased with The King of Limbs, and I think it's their best album since OK Computer. They definitely deserve a front page in Rolling Stone. Anyways, in honor of the release, here's the digital download of the entire album!<br />
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<tr style="background-color: white;"><td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right; vertical-align: top;">1.</td> <td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;">"Bloom" </td> <td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right;"><br />
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<tr style="background-color: #f7f7f7;"> <td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right; vertical-align: top;">2.</td> <td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;">"Morning Mr Magpie" </td> <td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right;"><br />
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<tr style="background-color: white;"> <td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right; vertical-align: top;">3.</td> <td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;">"Little by Little" </td> <td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right;"><br />
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<tr style="background-color: #f7f7f7;"> <td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right; vertical-align: top;">4.</td> <td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;">"Feral" </td> <td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right;"><br />
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<tr style="background-color: white;"> <td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right; vertical-align: top;">5.</td> <td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;">"<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lotus_Flower_%28song%29" title="Lotus Flower (song)"></a>Lotus Flower" </td> <td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right;"><br />
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<tr style="background-color: #f7f7f7;"> <td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right; vertical-align: top;">6.</td> <td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;">"Codex" </td> <td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right;"><br />
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<tr style="background-color: white;"> <td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right; vertical-align: top;">7.</td> <td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;">"Give Up the Ghost" </td> <td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right;"><br />
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<tr style="background-color: #f7f7f7;"> <td style="padding-right: 10px; text-align: right; vertical-align: top;">8.</td> <td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;">"Separator" </td><td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"> </td><td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"> </td><td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"> </td><td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"> </td><td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"> </td><td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"> </td><td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"> </td><td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"> </td><td style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"> </td></tr>
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"<span style="color: #38761d;"><i>And now this brings me to New Vegas's rep system. First of all, this is completely ridiculous. It forces you to replay repetitive parts of the game mindlessly until you finally go through the achievements. And the ways you can get vilified by them are ridiculous. You want a good reputation with the Boomers? You go out and, by accident, kill one of their guys. Fast travel to their base, everybody wants your head on a platter. If you steal a broken, empty whiskey bottle that has red text instead of green or blue text over it, everybody wants to slit your throat. Factions can make you suffer for no apparent reason. Why Obsidian and Bethesda did this decision is beyond me. The faction ideas? Great. Reputation? Horrible. The karma system between good, neutral, and evil was epic enough in Fallout 3, but now pointless ideas between numerous opposing teams and private military companies just adds to the stupidity.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><i>Of course it's too late to change that now.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><i>And the idea of having to disguise yourself to gain entry is ridiculous. Say you disguise yourself as a part of the NCR, complete a difficult mission on low ammunition and stimpacks, and exhaustively return to The Fort, you forget to take off your armor disguise. The second you get there, everybody begins opening fire. At times this was so frustrating, I think I had an internal aneurysm."</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="color: black;">Surprisingly, you can agree on many standpoints on what he says. I personally got frustrated by how stupid the AI could be at not recognizing you when you travel back, or the number of ways you could become vilified by another community.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">On an alternative perspective, Dwight Wilson of </span>MMO Crosswords wrote a controversial piece that raged the entire gaming community, gave him a negative reputation, saying that the reputation system is the only thing that ever helped the game:<br />
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<i>"<span style="color: #38761d;">And yet, the only Obsidian actually managed to help get right in the abysmal piece of junk that is Fallout: New Vegas is the reputation system. If I hate one faction, I just shoot a member and they scowl at me every time I pass. Yeah, great idea, but at least another series of communities enjoy my decisions!"</span></i><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="color: black;">This part, however, is what made everybody so angry.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: #38761d;"><i>"And everybody Obsidian and Bethesda ever hired are complete dicks. They promise us another game, that's even better than the last, then the idiots at Bethesda hire people who's job is supposed to work on the game, but they're too busy fucking the system until it lags like a bitch. Everybody at Bethesda is dull and don't have one clue about how to make a game. At all!"</i></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="color: black;">Not only is Wilson taking a dig at someone he's ALREADY RANTED ABOUT, he's rude, ignorant, and a COMPLETE FUCKING JERK. What the hell is wrong with him? He takes stabs at intelligent, decent people who clearly have experience. And even if they don't have experience, so what? That's like saying: "Oh, Halo's awesome, but if they weren't such morons it would be better!" It's a completely unexpected, rude, and stupid argument. Christ, he just rants on.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijnSFAoutdT_Yzx7UIc47r0TUs_9-V8hSGptXYPB5C96N_1nDBmfnvcNNFLO-cAEGUlajWPixh4DnA9pPFEbV_Qmq3_icrrgEP4jFwXpP9sssJztjSAc8X2Ymkdggdx1X_EDNWdYLsyS65/s1600/Medic+armor.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijnSFAoutdT_Yzx7UIc47r0TUs_9-V8hSGptXYPB5C96N_1nDBmfnvcNNFLO-cAEGUlajWPixh4DnA9pPFEbV_Qmq3_icrrgEP4jFwXpP9sssJztjSAc8X2Ymkdggdx1X_EDNWdYLsyS65/s320/Medic+armor.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><i><span style="color: #38761d;"> Found this thanks to Alley of Infinite Angles, many thanks to<a href="http://www.alleyofinfiniteangles.com/"> the Alley</a>.</span></i></div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-6689046771245016872011-03-27T22:11:00.000-07:002011-03-27T22:11:44.674-07:00Radio Gaming Sanctuary - Dual Interview with Elinor Bass and I<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHvhHRQESiY1jBxfMN644_d9OqFW_nt5-_kvX0daiDUe0vuHswbvfme7SfyFqOOMNl6DVXwYpszUNVBUXYo0HgA8Vs_dGq4B12tP0qHTKvhdDMvXRqlrknbHXUPN6ql2bO_cYt529pBlTl/s1600/radio+sanctuary.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="79" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHvhHRQESiY1jBxfMN644_d9OqFW_nt5-_kvX0daiDUe0vuHswbvfme7SfyFqOOMNl6DVXwYpszUNVBUXYo0HgA8Vs_dGq4B12tP0qHTKvhdDMvXRqlrknbHXUPN6ql2bO_cYt529pBlTl/s320/radio+sanctuary.png" width="320" /></a></div>The excellent European gaming radio station, <a href="http://www.radiogamingsanctuary.net/">Radio Gaming Sanctuary</a>, did a <a href="http://www,radiogamingsanctuary.net/interview/tf141media/node">an awesome dual interview with Elinor Bass and yours truly.</a> It's very detailed, interesting, and complex. The differing answers might interest you. Thank you <a href="http://www.radiogamingsanctuary.net/editors/finnick">Finnick McCarthy</a>.<br />
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<b>RG</b>: What was the inspiration for an Online Fallout game?<br />
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<b>Alec (me): </b>The idea came from the fact that good RPG creators were able to spawn similarly good MMORPGs. There's been some serious discussions about that, but considering how much of a juggernaut online play is becoming..<br />
<b>Elinor</b>: They basically decided to join the bandwagon. So they made the decision.<br />
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<b>RG</b>: About Fallout 4: Will the range of weaponry vary more, or will it still stick to the primary weapons that 3 and New Vegas kept?<br />
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<b>A</b>: Well, that all depends. We have no right to reveal anything: but they will vary. Energy weapons, assault rifles, pistols, old hunting rifles, you know, the usual Fallout weapons, but we're thinking about adding different properties and varieties.<br />
<b>E</b>: It's still going to be an apocalypse, it's still going to be a barren wasteland, just some new tweaks to it. V.A.T.S. will be turning as well, that's a given.<br />
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<b>RG</b>: So, will quests still have a variety in either upcoming game?<br />
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<b>A</b>: There's still an infinite possibility that you'll do differently. Fallout is all about choice: you can do what you want, when you want. The quests, no matter how small or how game-changing, will still affect everything else you do in the game. Factions will continue to play an important part in both games, but the quests will be more massive. It seems that's what the fans enjoy, and it's the infinite angles of play they have that helps improve an otherwise excellent experience.<br />
<b>E</b>: And we want to continue to improve on the sense of freedom, you know? These two are going to be some of the most ambitious Fallout games of all time. When you try and compare the upcoming Four to the majorly successful Fallout Three, you wonder 'oh my god, is it going to be better?' Online is going to be a massive change of pace from the lonely journey you take in the Wastelands, because there will be others to be forced to share it with, or help share with it.<br />
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<b>RG</b>: What's your plans for level cap?<br />
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<b>E</b>: In the last Fallout, which was New Vegas, the cap was at thirty. That's a huge debate at the Bethesda and Interplay studios, respectively for Fallout 4 and Online. We're wondering, "should we just keep it at 30, or do we max it up and just make the player go from a weakling to the next Jesus?"<br />
<b>A</b>: Precisely. Fallout 3 was a level cap of 20 because you wanted to keep a focused balance between all-powerful and strong. We were kind of questionable about being Level 30 in New Vegas, where you go from wasting magazine after magazine on NCR troopers, to the point where you can just look at them and they die on the spot. But New Vegas was more difficult.<br />
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<b>RG</b>: What would be an inspiration for the idea of choosing different factions in New Vegas?<br />
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<b>A</b>: Different scripts and story progression.<br />
<b>E</b>: Exactly. You have four different choices in New Vegas' plotline, which increases replay value after you've finished the first faction's playthrough.<br />
<b>A</b>: Right on the spot. Another inspiration was, believe it or not, guilds from MMOs. We did some of that stuff in other games we were involved in, and fans seemed to really enjoy the choices, so when the idea of having factions sent through, we instantly wanted a part in it. I mean, we didn't want players to go through the NCR story and then put the controller down saying, "Who cares?"<br />
<b>RG</b>: There's been a lot of people I've talked to who just stop playing single player because they finished the storyline.<br />
<b>E</b>: They don't know what they're missing out on. Possible achievements and game rewards, you name it.<br />
<b>A</b>: Achievements were just made to give more replay value to a game.<br />
<b>RG</b>: You should post that on your gaming blog, Alec.<br />
<b>E</b>: Don't rub it in.<br />
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<b>RG</b>: What's your personal favorite Fallout games?<br />
<b>E: </b>The first two. You always have to credit the original for making awesome sequels.<br />
<b>A</b>: I'm hoping Fallout 4 will be the greatest, but my money's on three right now. So many memories...<br />
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<b>RG</b>: What's the best feature in the Fallout games?<br />
<b>A</b>: Three things. One is the side quests, obviously. The variety and different storylines for each of the quests gives them variety and reason to play, not to mention being rewarding. Take the Blood Ties quest with the family, and the various Paradise Falls quests you have with the slaves. Second, the story progression. Fallout 3's script was quite an awesome adventure. From getting the G.E.C.K. to fighting with the Brotherhood of Steel against the Enclave, to the epic scene of escaping Raven Rock, your journey for a cure in the mutation-littered Pittsburgh, or even fighting aliens in Mothership Zeta, they were all very unique in Fallout 3, and New Vegas didn't disappoint either, with the fight from Hoover Dam to deciding on who you want to take sides with. And lastly, the radio. Listening to Galaxy News Radio and Radio New Vegas were really soothing throughout the Wastelands.<br />
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<b>E</b>: Oh yeah, I highly agree with Alec's opinion on quests. They are quite diverse. But another thing I enjoyed about the Fallout games was interactions with perks, traits, and customization, giving you a sense of survival. Like weight of weapons, armor, and need for water, need for medical health, constant need to repair weapons, and the state your armor protection is in. Survival is more unique in Fallout.<br />
<b>RG</b>: Did Alec ever write a review of Fallout 3 on his blog?<br />
<b>A</b>: I just put up my blog this year, but I reviewed New Vegas. I'm going to review Fallout Three in an extended review sometime in April.<br />
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<b>RG</b>: One last thing: any tips for those new to the Wasteland?<br />
<b>A: Stay alive.</b><br />
<b>B: Don't do drugs. </b></div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-65342805700189605582011-03-25T19:23:00.000-07:002011-03-25T19:23:04.937-07:00The Hunger Games: The Hunger Games Review<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://tansyrr.com/tansywp/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/hunger-games.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://tansyrr.com/tansywp/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/hunger-games.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Title: The Hunger Games<br />
Series: The Hunger Games<br />
Book No: 1<br />
Available in: Mass Market Paperback, Paperback, Kindle<br />
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No. of Pages: 384<br />
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Very rarely does an actual generation come along and bring a book that tops the financial and critical highs. For the older days, there was The Lord of the Rings, Charles Dickens books, and Stephen King books. This generation has seen quite a lot more. Infamously popular books like The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo (you could call it The Girl With series, I suppose) will come around imported from other countries. Same thing goes for The Hangman's Daughter. However, despite how popular books have become this generation, partly due to the eBook rage, there could be one that really stood out for both children and adults: The Hunger Games.<br />
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Now describing Hunger Games would be a lot more easier than summarizing it, so here's the main structure of the series (along with the self-titled book here): Katniss Everdeen, along with her family of her mother and Primrose Everdeen (both named after plants, it is cheesy), live in District 12, a roaring capitol district home to woods that are oozing wealth and an underground market area in a sci-fi setting. Every year, in order to salvage control over the districts, the Capitol has to make children compete in the Hunger Games. Each children is at least chosen once. Your name is chosen in a slip of paper once at 12, when you become elligible. At thirteen, twice. Fourteen, three times, etc. In all 12 districts (there were originally 13, but District 13 was bombed), this rule applies. You can also enter your name in for a tesserae, which will enter your name slip in several more times each one. Katniss, the protagonist of course, has her name entered in 20 times. In each district, one girl and one boy are chosen, so it's a 24-member free-for-all. Last one standing wins.<br />
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Katniss is not chosen, however. Her younger sister, Prim, is chosen, with a slim to none chance. However, Katniss volunteers, which you can do if you are related. This has almost never happened. That just goes to show how angry you can feel at family trust, because not even older siblings will help you, but Katniss decides to (figuratively) sacrifice herself for Prim. The boy is Peeta Mellark, who is a son of a local underground market baker. He first had a major interaction with Katniss when her family was starving and gave her fresh loaves of bread to make sure she didn't starve. It turns out later that Peeta is in love with her, furiously, but Katniss takes this as a strategy in the arena to help earn audience approval. Their mentor, Haymitch Abernathy, decides this is the case.<br />
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That's basically the all-around story for this debut. This was the first time I had ever been introduced to a Suzanne Collins book, so I was outright impressed in every sense of the word. The Hunger Games is haunting. It's violent, scary, romantic, epic, suspenseful, and thought-provoking. Evil. The world of Panem is an interesting, unique experience.<br />
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One of the things you can relate to in the book is how realistic this utterly fictional book is. The dystopian districts you can relate to if you think about it. The Capitol is harshly strict about how people talk about them. Utter a single joke about them and they'll whip you until you're blind and have no feeling in your limbs. They can torture you. (Though torture doesn't vividly happen until the second book, more so in the third) They're your master, you're their puppets. Play be their rules, you may live to see daylight again tommorow.<br />
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There's a good blend of action and romance. Peeta and Katniss's staged relationship in the camera-littered arena (for Katniss, it's staged, that is) is one of the main points of the book. When Peeta's leg is horribly mangled by a sword from another opponent, Katniss does everything in her power to help, but Peeta easily comes off as the stronger, in terms of protectiveness and devotion to the other partner, and more sacrificial one, going to radical extremes to try and save her life, just narrowly killing himself in between to help her see their beloved district. And the violence, though not explicit as it is in other books, is quite expressive here. There is a violent death somewhere before the third part of the book, and a very emotional one, in fact. There's other sacrifices made by the other arena opponents as well, including a death towards the end that was vital to Katniss and Peeta's survival.<br />
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The arena is an interesting place to visualize. It's a large, temperature-controlled, outdoor arena full of caves, trees, and beach shores. There's a lot of hiding in trees, behind-rocks, and stealth involved in the strategies in the arena.<br />
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There's a large sense of humor involved in the Hunger Games. Katniss and Peeta's almost innocent poking fun at their mentor, Haymitch's alcohol addiction. Silly comments about the Capitol accent. There's a dark sense of humor that powers through Hunger Games' intense, though somewhat ridiculous, storyline.<br />
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The characterization in The Hunger Games is fantastic. The psychotic, oddly hollow nature of Cato, primarily the "antagonist" in the arena. Katniss's stealthy, quickly violent techniques, but good heart of personality. Peeta's heartwarming devotion and assistance with Katniss. Even Katniss's seemingly stupid prep team have some of the best personalities in a book. This isn't a book where only the primary or main secondary characters in the book are enjoyable. The arena fighters that have an interaction with Katniss, even including her sister Prim and her hunting friend Gale (both of which are not exactly developed enough until the later books) have distinct personalities and natures to them.<br />
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The writing. Oh my god. The descriptions in Hunger Games are boundary-smashing, they're groundbreaking in every meaning of the word. The endings of each chapter are suspenseful and full of questions, which can keep you turning the page. The close, careful, patient details put into describing the arena, Panem, and interactions with characters. The kisses between Katniss and Peeta are descriptive. Everything about the series has been written with care. The author actually means to suck you in and are devoted. Whereas I thought Collins' previous novels, like the notorious Gregor, were good, but were flawed and didn't have enough details and character development. Hunger Games is a greatly mixed bag of details and writing techniques.<br />
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Could quite possibly be one of the greatest books of this decade, and of all time. Highly recommended.</div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-87407691493329966212011-03-25T18:28:00.000-07:002011-03-25T18:30:32.034-07:00The Soda Bar - 02 Thrill of the Feel - Sons of Angels (Crush 40) Review<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img256.imageshack.us/img256/4685/sonsofangels1999thrillo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://img256.imageshack.us/img256/4685/sonsofangels1999thrillo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwEvmYVqwQDlQC8eyG2cylFHb0dDKAsUqYPSG9DZsBfa_d1K-zJxXbH7OktSfucdX9AJn5fpCCk5iIHntATGhrDumxSbmdNiJx-fg2xhmjjeUbkXZiF5VuyElp8A5lupdci3lEgBhgDed1/s1600/starratings2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwEvmYVqwQDlQC8eyG2cylFHb0dDKAsUqYPSG9DZsBfa_d1K-zJxXbH7OktSfucdX9AJn5fpCCk5iIHntATGhrDumxSbmdNiJx-fg2xhmjjeUbkXZiF5VuyElp8A5lupdci3lEgBhgDed1/s1600/starratings2.png" /></a></div><span class="defaulttext" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="defaulttext" style="font-size: x-small;">A good deal of you have probably never heard of Crush 40. Crush 40 is a Japanese-American band, founded in the late 90's. The guitarist, Jun Senoue, started the band, collaborating with Hardline vocalist Johnny Gioeli. Crush 40 isn't very public. They have never sold any songs on iTunes, there's no billboard charts at all, barely mentioned by critics in their career, if not ever. However: the band did earn popularity by collaborating music for the Sonic the Hedgehog games, in particular the Sonic Adventure series. Next thing you know, the fans for Crush 40 grew, and was on to Crush 40 like a blood-starved leech. And, after the fan base grew, Crush 40, along with vocalist Johnny Gioeli's other bands Axel Rudi Pell and Hardline, would all soon became underground smash hits. To this day, The Best of Crush 40: Super Sonic Songs (collaboration album), became one of the biggest underground albums.<br />
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Slowly but steadily, this debut album would become the band's biggest breakthrough. This album is what earned their popularity amongst fans and underground music. This album helped earn a newfound respect for hard rock, where said genre was slowly being replaced by grunge, metal, and alternative (not to mention glam and pop). Thrill of the Feel was a devoted, all-or-nothing, to-the-core hard rock album that bands like The Scorpions, Led Zeppelin, and Rush made popular.<br />
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Now, for those who have a copy of this (and I'm sure many fans do), you'll be very confused by the cover saying 'Sons of Angels'. That was the original name for the band before a band of the same name (they had abandoned the name in previous years) took back their title, forcing them to change it to Crush 40 (note: named after Jun's favorite soda, I think). And it's a magnificent album, to the heart.<br />
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What's amazing about Thrill of the Feel is when they just go with it. Johnny Gioeli's voice is breathtaking, in every sense of the word. He sings with a mature, exceedingly crisp voice that is up to the standards up to Thom Yorke of Radiohead, or Klaus Meine of The Scorpions. Senoue is an excellent guitarist, and it shows. The guitar riffs in Thrill of the Feel, and the solo, are some of the greatest of all time. Senoue not only plays good, he plays with heart. You can tell when they're at their best. The two band members, not to mention the less spoken-of drummer Hirotsugu Homma and bassist Naoto Shibata, are truly devoted to their work.<br />
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Another good thing about this selection is its wide variety of riffs, melodies, change of tune, and tone of voice. From the hard-riffing, progressively fast beat of "Dangerous Ground", the epic sound effects and fist pumping riff in "Open Your Heart", and the almost acoustic, peaceful melody in "Watch Me Fly", there is rarely a repeated strategy used to the songs. And the instrumentals are amazing, showcasing some awesome work from Senoue himself. And Thrill of the Feel was what really kicked it off for the band. This attracted fans like a blood-starved leech once they knew about them. Tracks like "Open Your Heart", "All The Way", and the mini-epic "Open Your Heart" are constantly mixed by popular artists and the most-asked for at various concerts and tours. (Though their last show was cancelled by the Japanese disasters, but Jun's family is fine!)<br />
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Most fans also know Crush 40 by their second self-titled album, but comparing this to Crush 40 is like comparing apples to oranges. The track listing on the albums are nearly identical, but Crush 40 was more public than Thrill of the Feel (maybe it was due to the possibility that Thrill of the Feel was self-released, and Crush 40 wasn't?). The only differences are an extended intro to "Dangerous Ground", that for some reason wasn't included on the Crush 40 album, and the instrumentals are gone from their self-titled album, but replaced with two-three new tracks. So don't expect different music or mixes on the albums.<br />
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A couple of problems are still evident with the album. For starters, the bass is virutally nonexistent. Shibata's potential felt more dominated in this album by Senoue's awesome, but overpowering guitar work. The instrumentals are also far too short and not perfect by any means. The guitar and vocal work is great, but the drum work feels very thin, but this could be due to the below-average production on this album.<br />
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Thrill of the Feel is an excellent album. A superbly crafted, unique, digitally intelligent album. Sure, it's flawed, but the numerous good aspects of Thrill of the Feel totally dominate the confusing, bad aspects. (My problem's the bass, but that's another story...) It's a fantastic debut from a band that may not have Rolling Stone put them on the front page, but they've still got the underground fans to look after, don't they? <b>4.5 / 5, Highly Recommended</b><br />
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It is hard to pick a favorite track, but I'd have to say either Open Your Heart or All The Way helps define the album more. Otherwise, the order is good.</span></span></div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-74719367953530479422011-03-24T18:10:00.000-07:002011-03-24T18:10:01.959-07:00The Acapella Gamer Community and TF141 Media on Orcidea<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhfbJMued6JEIgQsDFu_qr-iihaTrfMLSF7_KnNjSS6KlFiE9hCywWnzsvmNGghhVFkn11mOB9onD_WG-SvprBpCdiovKH29sw1bF4_Q7pGJrE_KuZTwGmfSJTA1MB3v53WkucmglEOzKZ/s1600/orcidea+Productions.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhfbJMued6JEIgQsDFu_qr-iihaTrfMLSF7_KnNjSS6KlFiE9hCywWnzsvmNGghhVFkn11mOB9onD_WG-SvprBpCdiovKH29sw1bF4_Q7pGJrE_KuZTwGmfSJTA1MB3v53WkucmglEOzKZ/s320/orcidea+Productions.PNG" width="320" /></a></div>The masterful Fallout expert, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/Orcidea">Finnish gamer Jodi "Orcidea</a>", who is currently working at Energia Productions on the project "Iron Sky" as a project master, <a href="http://www.theacapellagamer.net/mediagallery/19">is featured in the similarly excellent Acapella Gamer Community's Fallout: New Vegas blow-out</a>, he's featured right after the 'hands on' interview from TF141 Media (us, dumbass) and the Acapella Gamer Community.<br />
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Anyways, read the whole thing in 53 long, informative pages in the link above. It's not so bad, and other gamers are mentioned as well, such as <a href="http://www.alleyofinfiniteangles.com/">Alley of Infinite Angles</a>. Thanks for all your time, <a href="http://www.theacapellagamer.net/">Acapella Gamers and Editors</a>. You've helped us as well.<br />
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Did I ever tell them that was their most viewed section of the website? Ah, they'll figure it out.</div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-23450651639128590622011-03-24T17:48:00.000-07:002011-03-24T17:48:29.284-07:00Shoot an Arrow - Fallout New Vegas Uber Re-Review<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i.neoseeker.com/boxshots/R2FtZXMvUEMvUm9sZS1QbGF5aW5nL1NjaS1GaQ==/fallout_new_vegas_frontcover_large_BOnAARmJ0SH2a3m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://i.neoseeker.com/boxshots/R2FtZXMvUEMvUm9sZS1QbGF5aW5nL1NjaS1GaQ==/fallout_new_vegas_frontcover_large_BOnAARmJ0SH2a3m.jpg" width="226" /></a></div><br />
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Title: Fallout New Vegas<br />
Release Date: October 19th, 2010 (NTSC territories), October 22nd, 2010 (PAL territories), November 4th 2010 (SECAM territories)<br />
Systems: Xbox 360, PC, Playstation 3<br />
Format: 1080i HD, Downloadable Content, Subtitles, No Online Capabilities<br />
Developers / Publishers: Obsidian Entertainment, LLC / Bethesda Softworks<br />
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Everything from 2008 comes back into my head. With a pistol and a few stimpacks stuffed inside my pack, a knife at my side, and the clothes on my back, I opened the Vault, blinded by the sun. The Capitol was a desolate wasteland. Everything had been destroyed by the nuclear warfare. The sun was harsh and violent, and the gravel was cracked and sandy. The Capitol horizon was nothing but destroyed. And that was the start of one of the most extraordinary adventures of all time. Heralded as one of the single greatest role-playing games of all time, and one of the most expansive, when a series absolutely blows you away with a superb redefining of it all, the absolute swan song of the whole series, you wonder 'Will the sequel be good? Will they continue the success that it ever had? Will it, dare I say it, be BETTER?'<br />
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New Vegas is a mixed experience. On one hand, New Vegas is one hell of an adventure. New Vegas is an excellent, extraordinary one-of-a-kind experience that is sure to blow everything else away, entertain you for hundreds of hours, and pack a powerful punch that knocks out everything else in its path. On the other, New Vegas is frustrating, confusing, complex, and unspeakably, unrelentingly hard. It makes me want to pull out my spine and bash it against my game system just to calm myself, let out all the outdated anger. Now that I've helped produce the game, design it, and write it, New Vegas is a game that, despite my undying love and devotion to it, forces me to hate it all the same.<br />
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War Never Changes, though. <br />
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The story of New Vegas is complex. Enter New Vegas, a city that was spared a good deal of the nuclear fire that the East Coast of the Capitol Wasteland suffered with. This takes place in 2281, which is after Fallout 3's events. The New California Republic (NCR) had set up a military army up in Vegas after the Great War. They have to defend Hoover Dam, which is why Vegas is still supplied with electricity and fresh water. However, the NCR got tangled up with Caesar's Legion. Following Roman civilization techniques and rituals, Caesar took over the remnants in Vegas. The long-standing war against Caesar and the NCR soon progressed for Hoover Dam. Several other neutral factions, such as the Enclave, Brotherhood of Steel, the Followers of the Apocalypse, the Boomers Air Force, and tribes such as the White Glove Community soon got entangled with the war between the two factions, therefore deciding to remain neutral. Enter Mr. House, who creates the Lucky 38, which Caesar's Legion wants to take control of along with Hoover Dam.<br />
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In between the good and bad, there's always the ugly. In this case: that's you. Instead of The Lone Wanderer in Fallout 3, you play as The Courier. He was sent to deliver a platinum chip to Vegas's famous joint, The Strip. As shown in the intro, though, a couple of hitmen, one in particular, Benny, shoot you in the head and takes the chip. And your sorry ass is just barely saved at a doctor's hospital. The usual Fallout stuff comes in here: he asks you your name, you have to customize your character, pick your traits, your S.P.E.C.I.A.L., and test out a few dialogue choices. The major difference is that you don't start in a Vault, unlike the previous games. You're now hell bent for revenge, and you set off to get revenge. Eventually, however, you becomed involved in the NCR-Caesar war. Mr. House also wants to take sides with your customizable character, or you can go the independent route with an almost-creepily obedient robot Yes Man. Either way, your choices come with troubles with one faction, and advantages with another.<br />
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The story isn't as hooking as the emotional father-son journey in Fallout 3, or the adventure for water for the Vault in the first Fallout. In fact, there's a lot of plot holes to be filled. The characterization doesn't help either. The voice acting is more drab and boring this time around, they sound tedious and don't exactly care about anything. The dialogue trees aren't as interesting in Vegas as they were in Fallout 3. In fact, the characters in Fallout 3, while still being animated worse than a modern day cartoon, were likable. (I swear, Charon is the single best companion of all time, Moira's the single stupidest person I've ever heard of) And they talk more than you do, which is very overlong. I swear, you could solve a Rubix's Cube inside your head by the time they're done talking.<br />
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Next of all the problems in New Vegas, it's repetitive. It's unrelentingly hard. The Mojave wasteland has gotten a tweak since the last Fallout, where things were difficult, but not repetitive and impossible. Let me tell you this: the last missions at Hoover Dam are some of the single hardest gaming experiences I've EVER had. Now, of course, the better gamer just doesn't wander into the wasteland at a low level (smart, smart). And I took time to level up. And I still got my ass kicked hundreds of times, watched that ridiculous death screen and orchestra pop up every single time. It was unbearable at times, really.<br />
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Now comes the addition of "Hardcore Mode". This was also one of the programs we worked feverishly on, to create a survivalist dimension. In all honesty, I'm disappointed. Hardcore is supposed to add realism, a more survivalist feel to the almost cartoonish (though a bleak cartoon) Fallout series. Instead, they just amp up the enemies. And the other traits are ridiculous. You have to go through an entire sleep cycle. You suffer from loss of regular sleep, you die. You can't die from lack of sleep, just pass out eventually. And there's beds everywhere. Sleeping bags, tents, houses, hotels, and even in little buildings you'll pass by in the Wasteland. Something tells me the sleep idea was just added at the last minute (I'm a little ashamed to say that, but I gotta give criticism to my own work, right?)<br />
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There's an almost endless buffet of food everywhere in the Mojave. You can die from starvation, but food's unanimously cheap in vendors, and you can find them in the Wasteland. Have a problem with ammunition weight? Shoot a few rounds from the gun you hate, you'll be walking like a pro again. The most logical survival tactic, to not dehydrate, is even easy, because finding water in the Wasteland is easier than it was in Fallout 3. (That's thanks to Hoover Dam, but you already know that) Perhaps the most troubling was that you have to worry about stimpacks (first aid kits in the Fallout series), because they have to heal over time. But, you could always see a doctor, and once you get a decent amount of body armor and a level cap of around 20-25, you'll be virtually indestructible, anyways.<br />
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The shoot-and-loot engine from Fallout 3 that helped make the game memorable is still here, however. There's a lot of weapons out there in the Mojave. Energy Weapons that peel off skin with plasma and acid. Explosives that blow off limbs like crazy. Other types of automatic rifles that leave more holes than swiss cheese. Special, worth-searching-for enhanced weapons. New Vegas tries to help make the whole experience worth your while. (Personally, the All-American is my favorite. as Lincoln's Repeater was in Fallout 3) Same thing goes with armor.<br />
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Radio in Fallout 3 was another thing that helped make the experience less bleak and dark. Whether you were listening to the annoying, yet informative "a-WOOOOOOO" from Three Dog in Galaxy News Radio, playing awesome 30's - 40's songs, or the mature, soft-spoken voice of the Enclave president John Henry Eden, playing American theme songs, Fallout 3's radio was definitely a way to keep company, in its own way. Radio in New Vegas isn't exactly that special this time 'round. This time you've got the Mojave Music Radio, a channel that contains some nice songs, but there are songs that keep playing OVER AND OVER. While not as unfitting as the Enclave's US themes, they soon get so tedious after several listens that make you want to start punching your own car radio. Thankfully, the Radio New Vegas, hosted by Mr. New Vegas (who is not featured in the flesh unlike Three Dog and the president) who, like Three Dog, talks about the latest news. Unlike the Mojave Music Radio, which was Fallout 3's Enclave Radio (tedious and eye-rolling after a while), the Radio New Vegas does list some pretty good facts. Don't expect to always have it on while shooting enemies in the face.<br />
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Speaking of lonely experiences in the Wasteland, companions and NPCs return to become optional pardners in your Mojave adventures. Unlike in Fallout 3, where your karma depended on whether or not you could recruit those companions, you can just hire them if you either complete a quest for them or just promise caps. (99.9% of the time it's quests... sigh) Most of them are pretty helpful. For the Dogmeat-lovers (a dog companion in Three) a similar companion returns, Rex, a bionic dog. Real-life companion Boone (instead of Fallout 3's Charon) and super mutant Followers of the Apocalypse recruit Arcade Gannon (instead of Fallout 3's Fawkes). However, these aren't exactly memorable like the last Fallout (the RL-3 companion has some hilarious dialogue, I've laughed harder at that robot's lines than I have at Hollywood comedy in years). The companion wheel is new, you can access it to command companions what to do, instead of having to enter a dialogue session every time. A nice addition, but nothing astounding.<br />
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The breathlessly popular VATS makes a return, but there's not a lot of changes, it's still the same old system. It seems that real-time combat in New Vegas got a bit of a tune-up, so it's not as slightly questionable as it was in Three, but the third-person perspective is worse.<br />
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New Vegas can be an amazing adventure, even when all's said and done. The game's mechanics are still amazing, while adding their own unique tales. The numerous amount of side quests while surely keep you entertained for months. Another thing to enjoy about New Vegas is about just how Fallout 3 it still is. Obsidian has done a masterful job of recreating Fallout. It's the same massive, eye-catching Wasteland, while adding a western feel instead of the eastern coast feel Fallout 3 had, the same interesting, progressive story, and realism is added (with or without Hardcore). It's still a fight for survival, but there's no need to complain. There's so many good aspects about New Vegas. SO many. And yet, I just can't see giving it the same praise I did Fallout 3. When I inserted my hard work into the disk three years ago, and experienced a spectrum of awe and nostalgia when I was first blinded by the sun exiting that filthy Vault, it was just an awe-inspiring, superbly crafted adventure. New Vegas is lifeless and sterile in many places, but still an entertaining adventure, and a must-have for RPG lovers, Fallout fans, and people who enjoy a good game. Still, though, it all depends on how you viewed Fallout and your taste.<br />
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</div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-73229153301216763592011-03-22T17:25:00.000-07:002011-03-22T17:26:13.154-07:00The Vault - Extended Interview on Fallout: Me, Roland, and ElinorElinor Bass, Roland King, and I were interviewed by a columnist in the now-exhaustively famous Heart Thumpin' Games in early March of this year, basically to ask questions from the fans, about Fallout, and the future for TF141 Media. This one's pretty interesting, since they don't speak a whole lot of Fallout. Which IS kinda nice, it's becoming exhausting answering interviewer's questions about Fallout.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2P7vW89qZCMgEOzCr0B94muTwoAW9C1DVquDDLN2MEuIRpTkYCTBDSoNBO_ztC74L5nL8HKiPSL5rqfCklhPOWZC1aX-zdrIM-Clks8oqBkJyimrYfATiJq0ltNVi6-mZ4gzQ6ybIawX4/s1600/NCRpresidentarizona.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2P7vW89qZCMgEOzCr0B94muTwoAW9C1DVquDDLN2MEuIRpTkYCTBDSoNBO_ztC74L5nL8HKiPSL5rqfCklhPOWZC1aX-zdrIM-Clks8oqBkJyimrYfATiJq0ltNVi6-mZ4gzQ6ybIawX4/s320/NCRpresidentarizona.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><b>HTG: </b>I got my first look at Online back in late 2010. Let me tell you, I was rather pleased with what they showed me. What part did you have in it?<br />
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<b>TF141: </b>Oh just about everything. We helped Masthead on art, weapon design, character models, and, Roland's personal favorite, level design. We've helped with animation, scripted events, and interface models. It's going to be big.<br />
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<b>HTG: </b>Alec, I read in your now-infamous post in your web log, that you gave quite some criticism over the fact that Fallout, an RPS, was being turned into an MMO. How do you feel about that?<br />
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<b>TF141: </b>Wow. I can't believe people actually read my blog. [laughs] Well, in all honesty, I've TRIED to enjoy MMOs. I took one look at World of Warcraft and, in my opinion, it's the dumbest game ever invented. I mean, games are for something truly hooking, not just for a big, random chunk of events filled with idiotic online players and ridiculously hard player vs player fights. That happens all the time, but we want Fallout to be different. But I think without Bethesda, or hell, even the fingerprints from the now-broken up Black Isle, would of helped the game's ideas skyrocket, but Masthead seems to know what they're doing. We just don't see Fallout to become an MMO.<br />
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<b>HTG: </b>What inspired you to become an independent game studio?<br />
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<b>TF141</b>: We've all enjoyed video games since the day we first played as Mario, or blasted through Green Hill as Sonic the Hedgehog. Eventually, though, one of my dreams soon became to be an excellent gaming programmer. When I first played an Elder Scrolls game, that's when it kicked off for me. For Alec, it was Sonic Adventure. For Roland, it was Halo, I believe.<br />
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<b>TF141: </b>So, one day, we played Fallout, and we thought, "Hey! This is really good! But we can help make it better!" We applied for Bethesda, when they signed the Fallout contract, and helped give out some designs for Elder Scrolls IV, and sure enough, there we were, working on, arguably, the most groundbreaking RPG of this decade. Well... maybe games like Mass Effect did that as well. But Fallout broke through a lot of boundaries, and defined how to make a role-playing game.<br />
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<b>HTG</b>: What about your airplay? I've noticed that, while you score several 'hands on' interviews and extended chats in the UK and all of Europe, you don't broadcast in the Americas. Why is that?<br />
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<b>TF141</b>: TF141 Media, LLC is, in its entirety, a United Kingdom studio. Our US studio is for making Project V13 ONLY. Not for broadcasting mega-hits on G4TV, not for leaking random info, just for production.<br />
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<b>HTG</b>: What do you think is the single greatest moment in Fallout history?<br />
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<b>TF141</b>: Oh my god. Well, when Bethesda gained the rights to the Fallout series, everything skyrocketed from there. Fans that were waiting for almost a decade, would not only see their favorite game brought back to life after nearly a decade, and would soon meet a brand new generation of gaming. Fallout was a game with high potential from the start, wasted by numerous less successful spin-offs and imitators, but the ambitions and high expectations that Fallout 3 had were amazing. Fans expected so much difference from the then-young 90's.<br />
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And another memorable moment was when we finally embraced the complexity of it all. All the numerous quests, the confusing level up system, the endless traveling, the incredible storyline, everything about Fallout 3 seemed to pay off in the end. And once we got into it, we instantly said to ourselves: "THIS is a winner!"<br />
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And the last could of been, yet the most saddest event, the break-up of the two companies, Interplay and Bethesda, for Fallout Online. One game, one dispute, turned into years-long battles and wars between the two. It's sad. We just want everything to die down and eventually Fallout Online, with the correct fingerprints on the package, will be the biggest Fallout game in HISTORY.<br />
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<b>HTG</b>: You've all worked on some of the single biggest RPGs in gaming history aside from Fallout, like the Elder Scrolls series, Mass Effect, and I heard you've worked on the expansion for Dragon Age, awakening. What do you think is crucial to making an RPG.<br />
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<b>TF141</b>: Reasons to keep you going. Take the numerous quests and weapons in games like Borderlands, for example. You had a REASON to complete those quests, and determination. Character creation, weapons, quests, rewards, a hooking, beyond-generic plotline, all of these can make up a good roleplaying game. Providing a player to keep on going is majorly important, and crucial to replay value.<br />
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So keep on giving. Fallout 3's numerous DLC packs with different environments were great examples to expanding horizons. Give new, fresh ideas and new, fresh gameplay out more and more, and you'll earn yourself a following, for sure. Just gotta know what's right and what's wrong.<br />
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<b>HTG</b>: Just how advanced do you think gaming has gone?<br />
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<b>TF141</b>: That's so hard to debate on. Gaming has taken a considerable step-up for various genres, and not so much for others. See, making a game is difficult, because the $60,000,000 question remains lying there: "What does the audience want?" The amount of effort that goes into games nowadays is both some of the laziest shit ever thrown, and some of the most intelligent, hard work ever done. I'm really proud of everyone at Bethesda, and at TF141 Media, for everything. I'd even thank the guys at Obsidian for New Vegas for all the improvements they made.<br />
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We like games that show effort, give a reason to keep playing on, and will stay true to your heart. Fallout was something different than usual. It's a standard first-person shooter and an RPG at heart, a role-playing shooter, but there's a certain feel to Fallout, the bleak universe and tongue-in-cheek, though very dark, humor that helped whip other RPGs into shape.<br />
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<b>HTG</b>: What about behind-the-scenes of New Vegas? What was that like?<br />
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<b>TF141</b>: Oh man, we nearly pissed our pants that they would start another Fallout so early. We were so excited. Working with Obsidian was good for a change. Now, making New Vegas was somewhat difficult. We thought, "okay, let's take everything from Fallout 3, add some new elements, and improve on everything. So we added new ideas to everything. As for writing New Vegas, there weren't as many moral choices on yourself that you depended on by yourself, there were moral choices to a faction you're loyal to that depended on game progression. We had to write, I shit you not, five entirely different scripts for each playthrough. It was exhausting work. Especially the end of the game, the fight for Hoover Dam.<br />
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Gameplay-wise, it was much different. The customization of weapons was really new to us, the addition of Hardcore mode, different perks, different new quests, and a new location. We were used to the desolate, yet humble Capitol Wasteland, if humble helps define how attached we've grown to the series, and everything changed when we moved, instead of near the East Coast, to the West. It felt different, but it seemed to work out.<br />
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<b>HTG</b>: I read Alec's interview with Gemini's Axl Long. I take it you two are friends?<br />
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Yeah, we met one another sometime during 2003, when they were making a new album. We had some stuff in common: we both liked lamb stew, we both enjoyed music, and we both enjoyed Fallout. It's pretty cool to talk to people like him.<br />
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<b>HTG</b>: Now that you're helping Bethesda with Fallout 4, do you feel excited about it?<br />
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<b>TF141</b>: We felt horrible about Fallout Online. We didn't want to help Interplay, we really wanted to stay loyal to the people who recognized our potential, but Fallout was so dear to us.<br />
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<b>HTG</b>: That's understandable.<br />
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<b>TF141</b>: But, we felt that if Fallout was to continue, we'd at least help Bethesda on their next swan song. We're worrying that if the dispute between Interplay and Bethesda continue... you know, Online and 4 may be delayed again. But we're more determined than ever for the two games, Fallout 4 and Online. We've sent Bethesda a lot of scripts, storyboards (well, I call it a gameboard - Gregg Cross), character models, environments, and weapon sketches. I'm proud of everything Bethesda's striving for. I swear, though, if Online isn't good...<br />
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<b>HTG</b>: I see your point. One last question: when can we expect Fallout 4?<br />
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<b>TF141</b>: No idea. Probably around mid or late 2012, hell, even 2013. Don't expect it to rush to stores right away, though. For now, New Vegas will keep you addicted.<br />
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You know that one quest in Fallout 3, where you had to do some crazy-ass experiments for the infamous writer in Megaton? The Wasteland Survival Guide? Well, here's what a PDF version looks like.<br />
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The Wasteland Survival Guide was worked on by the people at TF141 Media and Bethesda. We did some of the drawings (including the weapon drawings in particular) while they wrote. We first showed it off at the PAX in 2008. Right off the bat, there's a really tongue-in-cheek sense of humor about the hilarious writing and drawings that are shown compared to the bleak, dangerous wasteland. Here you go.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPEPMSAA_KQ3JtY6E80FT5zno_L86pZTNmLORL0UmHekY-rJUtNHIaK-KotPxWhW2M1nHZw35IX6B3Tq3baBVvaYi8qzIviFKHE6Kx1NclW8r5u9VyN9Ia6KOkMQtv9SO6zSonwGz2G_RH/s1600/30.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="156" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPEPMSAA_KQ3JtY6E80FT5zno_L86pZTNmLORL0UmHekY-rJUtNHIaK-KotPxWhW2M1nHZw35IX6B3Tq3baBVvaYi8qzIviFKHE6Kx1NclW8r5u9VyN9Ia6KOkMQtv9SO6zSonwGz2G_RH/s320/30.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> The pistol was Evan, the hunting rifle was somebody at Bethesda, the shotgun was by Nick, and the 10mm SMG was by... I think it was Finn.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggo0EciwyBiO-itApDdyPTNZe7LdErRS3q5D2S8CF8H6T0jELbEY0Dd2TSve4mfUivcVdO3-RITzrz9w4MdqHJX97kWf20un3rYy47myE9WFz86ej1E3bY4pkYu0lNYHUhFhmaxCaq2nXX/s1600/31.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="156" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggo0EciwyBiO-itApDdyPTNZe7LdErRS3q5D2S8CF8H6T0jELbEY0Dd2TSve4mfUivcVdO3-RITzrz9w4MdqHJX97kWf20un3rYy47myE9WFz86ej1E3bY4pkYu0lNYHUhFhmaxCaq2nXX/s320/31.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> The lead weapon designer at Bethesda, the best weapon designer ever.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8l4Mxd4w2FYP1ppZrGZSB5jQgv-8kcOuH8V5Y08iOi1ATlzCHpgIJMMeDfCCV9z7dD-ZgdgUilKfSUrDbPujNfGuuzasWS0iPc_jHmqu9WaqzH-u8NMeHfN7j2srH8LTvEBBh2VVgyLCb/s1600/32.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="156" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8l4Mxd4w2FYP1ppZrGZSB5jQgv-8kcOuH8V5Y08iOi1ATlzCHpgIJMMeDfCCV9z7dD-ZgdgUilKfSUrDbPujNfGuuzasWS0iPc_jHmqu9WaqzH-u8NMeHfN7j2srH8LTvEBBh2VVgyLCb/s320/32.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> I did the plasma rifle, Elinor did the laser rifle, and either Derek or Jamie did the Mesmetron (one of the best weapons ever). Me and Scott wanted to do a Tesla Cannon, but they said no.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju4ACSKEttd2y9goSToCSN_KLm9Iec8PhlnO0GY1YkJlfSA9jdOieoefdS_thZgiSWBFbRYyZBBPxI6KiyTW-_Noz5jBZ8YvPA_6cdWH7EdF23D0CFed4z7evYOLxpnR1ZZqRg7VzzKfeR/s1600/33.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="156" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju4ACSKEttd2y9goSToCSN_KLm9Iec8PhlnO0GY1YkJlfSA9jdOieoefdS_thZgiSWBFbRYyZBBPxI6KiyTW-_Noz5jBZ8YvPA_6cdWH7EdF23D0CFed4z7evYOLxpnR1ZZqRg7VzzKfeR/s320/33.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The end of a hilarious book.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Well, that was the single most random fourty-one pages I've ever read. (Well, I'm leaving out some other pages that were either just notes and black pictures of Vault Boy by Darrin and Pierce, sorry guys)</div>TF141Soldierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14205118793204206984noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310406643022438065.post-44021393220858002292011-03-18T22:04:00.000-07:002011-03-18T22:04:51.315-07:0015 Crysis 2 signed copies ready to be shipped<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjokPkWIrRctSuC9p6bSdYGGSim_7kKhbCetJgbt6lt4ehzeRo56iTFrkdeEm44jqOIKxPhYELfUNIMvCX7ErUsfOMf5BlWg7VAm2LN0lqg4gzraONr0gQ-o3-tiV7PyyUN0ZnxWtPW0mbD/s1600/ggshahahah+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjokPkWIrRctSuC9p6bSdYGGSim_7kKhbCetJgbt6lt4ehzeRo56iTFrkdeEm44jqOIKxPhYELfUNIMvCX7ErUsfOMf5BlWg7VAm2LN0lqg4gzraONr0gQ-o3-tiV7PyyUN0ZnxWtPW0mbD/s320/ggshahahah+006.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>These are copies being made by me as a side-project inforced to me by Crytek 2. There's going to be 15 copies, signed by the Crytek dudes themselves, being sent to Ireland. Cool, right?<br />
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The reviews for Crysis 2 are also coming in:<br />
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