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We can see our chaos in motion.
You are chaos in motion.
In The Kingdom of the Blind The One-Eyed Are Kings
---Dead Can Dance
I know everyone has been beside themselves wondering how I've been doing in Bloodborne.
Well, let's just say--I've been doing a lot of dying.
And screaming.
Lots of screaming, standing up, stomping
and spinning around and falling back on the couch
in a trembling rage. This game is fucking hard.
Forget the frenzies, slow poisons, and lack of blood vials. Where's a compass when you need one?
I keep getting lost in the Nightmare Frontier
and the Unseen Village.
And the area enemies and bosses keep getting harder, stronger and more erratic.
Damn that Amygdala---
who I have not been able to beat yet.
But I also thought I'd never beat Father Gascgione
or Rom The Spider.
Oh--and can we talk about the Forbidden Woods?
I fucking HATE snakes. I cannot stand the sight of them.
I am deathly afraid of them.
And those fucking Forbidden Woods were filled with nasty, aggressive, evil snakes--balls of snakes, walking snakes
and Shadow of Yharman Snakes.
That entire part of the game was absolutely horrific for me. Seriously. It was scary and disgusting as all hell--
and just plain torture. And exhausting.
The Forbidden Woods was/is a long/large map
and I had to do all kinds of shit to (finally) clear that entire area. I could barely get through it.
Anyway--just today--after an eternity of deaths and labyrinths, I Finally (fought my way to and) found the fucking key
that lets me into the Upper Cathedral Ward. Jesus Christ!
It was utter hell.
And who killed all the people I sent to the church??
Safe haven my black ass.
What's more terrifying is that I think I am probably not even halfway through the game yet.
Or maybe I am. I don't know.
But what the fuck is up with Eileen??
Why did she try to kill me??
And her crow feathered ass called me crazy???
I know everyone has been beside themselves wondering how I've been doing in Bloodborne. Well, let's just say--I've been doing a lot of dying. And screaming.
Lots of screaming, standing up, stomping
and spinning around and falling back on the couch
in a trembling rage. This game is fucking hard.
Forget the frenzies, slow poisons, and lack of blood vials. Where's a compass when you need one?
I keep getting lost in the Nightmare Frontier
and the Unseen Village.
And the area enemies and bosses keep getting harder, stronger and more erratic.
Damn that Amygdala---
who I have not been able to beat yet.
But I also thought I'd never beat Father Gascgione
or Rom The Spider.
Oh--and can we talk about the Forbidden Woods?
I fucking HATE snakes. I cannot stand the sight of them.
I am deathly afraid of them.
And those fucking Forbidden Woods were filled with nasty, aggressive, evil snakes--balls of snakes, walking snakes
and Shadow of Yharman Snakes.
That entire part of the game was absolutely horrific for me. Seriously. It was scary and disgusting as all hell--
and just plain torture. And exhausting.
The Forbidden Woods was/is a long/large map
and I had to do all kinds of shit to (finally) clear that entire area. I could barely get through it.
Anyway--just today--after an eternity of deaths and labyrinths, I Finally (fought my way to and) found the fucking key
that lets me into the Upper Cathedral Ward. Jesus Christ!
It was utter hell.
And who killed all the people I sent to the church??
Safe haven my black ass.
What's more terrifying is that I think I am probably not even halfway through the game yet.
Or maybe I am. I don't know.
But what the fuck is up with Eileen??
Why did she try to kill me??
And her crow feathered ass called me crazy???
So, I was shredding my strait-jacket
and shooting 'em up in Dead Space 2---
thus all the peviously posted Necromorph outfits.
Actually, I was progressing along nicely--getting the shit scared out of me--
but advancing through the obliterated apartment block littered with corpses
to the meet point with an unknown/faceless coordinator.
Contact was sporadic and over a garbled radio channel--
so my progress was a tense yet frantic affair.
However, even though I don't usually like to start a new game
until I complete one I'm already playing,
this past Sunday I broke down and started Borderlands 2.
I completed the original Borderlands last year playing as The Soldier (Roland)(Level 41).
But then, a few weeks ago, I corrupted my game in a blind rage
while playing The Underdome DLC.
(Actually, I may have been between Level 37-39 or so when I finished the main game.
The first add-on DLC I played/completed was The Zombie Island of Dr. Ned.
So I probably leveled up a time or two there before I moved on to The Underdome.)
So--since I can't retrieve all of that hard-earned weaponry and skill points
to play the other remaining two DLCs I had bought
(The Secret Armory of General Knoxx and Claptrap's New Robot Revolution),
I just moved on to Borderlands 2.
Nothing you did or earned in the first game is passed on to the second game anyway
(which in this case of me corrupting my game turns out to be a good thing).
Well, this time in Borderlands 2, I decided to play as The Assassin (Zero).
It helped immensely that Zero has a cool default outfit.
The only thing I don't like is the red zero on his chest.
I don't like the color red so it's a little annoying.
Anyway--here is my SL version of Zero.
The closest mask/helmet I have in my inventory has too much white cyber light in it
so I hunted for something else and ended up combining two other pieces I had.
As the game progresses in Borderlands 2,
you get different helmets and skin-suits--
and as long as they're black I'll be interested.
There were two other black helmets available at the start of the game
and one of them looks like an alien skull/head from the film Alien.
It says I got it (and the matching Pandoran Legend skin-suit)
because my system recognizes that I completed the original game--I think.
I probably won't ever wear the suit
because it's mostly orange and red--with very little black--
but the Pandoran Legend helmet is simply badass.
I'm saving it for a special occasion.
Anyway--even though the spider-ant/arachnoid/alien helmet is completely wicked--
I'll save wearing it until I get an equally wicked skin suit to wear with it.
Just said the same thing twice there, didn't I?
Also, I wanted a cyber sword like Zero too but couldn't find one
so just bought this other weird sword/gun combo thing that looks pretty deadly actually.
I like it all though--for now.
Now let's hope I can keep my playing rages to a minimum--
at least save it for actual game play when I'm in a clusterfuck firefight.
I absolutely Do NOT want to lose my mind again, smash my controller on the floor,
snatch out the disc in a blind fury,
and corrupt a game Ever again.
Fingers, toes and testicles crossed.
V7
Update 10-29-12:
The game is gorgeous!
But beautiful bleak landscapes aside,
there have been craaazy clusterfuck firefights aplenty.
Can I say I officially HATE stalkers, flying varkids, constructors and EXP loaders?
And Badass electrically charged adult skags--can't forget those fucks.
I had one hit me before I even fully registered what was coming at me
and then with like one hit it knocked my shield AND health out!!
I could Not believe it!
Son of a.....BIIITCH!!!!
So--though I've screamed and thrashed a few times I haven't done anything really stupid
like throw my controller into the tv
or smash my face through the window in a rage--
at least not yet.
I'm already at Level 21 actually.
Not bad Vadrian.
Not bad.
Update 10-31-12:
Guess who has a sleazy little bar in Sanctuary?
That bitch Moxxie.
And guess what else she has?
Another arena.
It's located at The Fridge.
And last night I decided not to work on the main mission of the game
since I'd probably be up til 2 or 3am.
Instead I did a side mission: Fink's Slaughterhouse Arena-
which is owned or subsidized or sponsored by Moxxie.
And---I should have known better--
it was basically a repeat of The Underdome.
I just fucking could not get through the waves to complete a round.
I lost over four thousand dollars in respawn fees--
and continually ran out of fucking ammo!!!
If I wasn't being swarmed by a mob of Psychos
then it was a midget sneaking up and blowing my legs off with a shotgun,
or a lisping Lab Rat with his laser eyes cutting me in two,
or a Raging Badass Goliath vomiting buckets of acid on me,
or an Elite Marauder running off like a bitch as my Second Wind ran out---
even though I'd put hundreds off fire-tipped bullets in his punk ass.
I swear. I almost threw my controller once
but I caught myself, breathed deep
and just stared up at the ceiling til my blood pressure went down.
And to add brazen insult to severe injury
every time I died Fink would tell me, "You ssssuck."
Thanks.
Eventually, I had to just quit, go to bed
and punch my pillow til I passed out.
Update 11-5-12
I finally got through 3 Waves/1 Round at Fink's Slaughterhouse.
But then lost about 20,000 in repsawn fees last night
as I fought through the Hyperion horde
only to continue to spiral into shreds as I faced The BuNK3R.
That was a super clusterfuck of lasers, mortar explosions, EXP Loaders,
Badass Loaders, Buzzards and Brick screaming at me over and over to take out the auto-turrets.
And then, finally, I would get the BuNK3R worn down---
thank God for the special Bandit rocket launcher I found
and for the "not used very often but surprisingly very accurate cyber rifle I almost sold
but kept at the last minute on a whim"----
but I then would run out of ammo right when I needed one more hit on it.
Finally got past all that only to later lose Roland to a cheap shot--and maybe Lilith.
Jack is a true and proper psychopath.
I'm at Level 29/30 right now.
Update 11-13-12:
Borderlands 2 is complete!
Finished it a couple of days ago actually.
Handsome Jack and The Warrior are destroyed.
Pandora: free--sort of.
Not sure yet if I want to do Playthrough 2/True Vault Hunter Mode.
You keep all your weapons and shields and money--all the stuff you earned--but you play the entire game over again--this time much harder
(and I've read a lot of people think Playthrough 1 is too hard solo)
So with the Bossess and Badasses being three times harder to kill--I don't know--
they were hard enough the first time around.
I also read you'll end up having to get rid of pretty much all the special/coveted mega-weapons that you finished Playthrough 1 with---
the ones you thought were top of the line---
the same ones you worked your ass off the whole game to acquire.
Apparently, they'll all be too weak to take on the new ramped up enemies in Playthrough 2.
I'm sorry but that's insane.
My Assassin was/is a shotgun and pistol whore
(I only started using that one cool rifle I found toward the last few Levels--
and I almost never used any machine guns).
Still, I ended up with some superbly awesome heavy duty weapons
that dealt really high damage.
By the end of the game, I was pretty much obliterating things with just one shot.
So I can't imagine having to dump all the precious stuff in my cache
to hunt for newer and stronger weapons all over again.
By the way, I finished--playing the Assassin solo--at Level 35.
I can't remember what my Badass rank is--I'll check that later--but it's pretty high.
Some forums suggest not doing side-quests until you're at least able to access Playthrough 2
but that's stupid.
Doing side-quests really help ramp up your rank, money, Eridium
and especially shields and weapons--
so that when you do get to the Badass-Badasses in Playthrough 1
you're able to hold your own---
or at least only die a dozen times instead of a million.
And as many side-quests that I did in Playthrough 1,
I apparently still have a lot of un-discovered ones left--not sure how that happened.
By the way, I love the music for The Dust (especially at Dusk)--
and also the music for when you "return" to Fyrestone.
I like how it's a subtle remix of the Badlands music from Borderlands 1.
Perfect sounds for a vast empty expanse of abandonment.
So-anyway--maybe I'll chill for now-- though I'm a little surprised I'm done already.
I could just continue to wander, explore, kill,
and do "minor" side-quests I didn't discover earlier.
And it looks like I'll do the DLC sooner than later.
I think there are two available now.
I guess I can go back to Dead Space 2 now--
or continue with Sound Shapes--
or finish Limbo---been stuck there on a certain puzzle for quite a while.
That nameless little boy has probably evaporated into the dark by now.
V7
Badass Rank: 6089
---
Update 11-18-12:
now at Level 37
new Badass Rank: 7356
But none of that seems to be strong enough for the final Round at Ore Chasm.
And it was DEFINITELY not enough when I tried to take on Terramorphous.
Silly Rabbit.
I totally had my ass handed to me.
Looks like I will have to do the second playthrough
to even tangle with that gigantic bastard.
Update 11-20-12
Playing TVHM now
and everything is soooo much harder.
And I get killed so much quicker now.
fuck me.
Super Psycho Badasses?
Really??
The only plus is that I am acquiring much stronger weapons.
But even with them I still get my ass and balls served to me
on a shining platter of Smackdown-ness.
Is doing all this, at the risk of snatching out my eyes,
and trying to reach Level 50 even worth it?
Well, if I have any chance at all of taking on Terramorphous, I suppose so.
I have no life.
Chapter 9--again
Level 41
Badass Rank: 8303
Update 12-3-12:
I think I reached Level 50 over a week or so ago.
So that is capped now--can't go any higher.
Finally got a Bee shield with its massive amp damage
but Terramorphous is still handing me my ass.
And so for the last week I have been farming The Warrior (in vain)
for The Conference Call or something with really really high damage capability.
My mom spent this past weekend with me
and Saturday night, after she nodded out, I fired up the game and started farming away.
I had the volume turned down a little so she could sleep
but the next morning she said to me,
"What were you doing on that tv last night?"
I replied--probably a little too seriously (though this IS a serious matter--make no mistake),
"Um. I was trying to kill this monster so I could get this special shotgun
so I can kill this other monster."
My mother, "............"
And that was the end of the conversation.
Level 50
Badass Rank: 10955
Update 12-9-12:
Finally--
it has happened to me!!!
I am The Slayer of Terramorphous!!!
Suck it bitches!!!!!
Vermivorous, here I come!!
Together we share a heart.
Onwards
Upwards
The spirit moves.
Forever intertwined.
We are forever more.
We are forever!
Twins
---In The Nursery
Rainbow Attack!
Gaiking had some kind of rainbow-chain plasma weapon
that emitted from the dragon eyes on his chest.
It was often used to finish off some vile enemy.
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Force Seven!
We lived in Germany from 1982 to 1985.
And during that time, my brother and I were faithful viewers of the Force Five anime productions which included Gaiking, Grendizer, Danguard Ace, Starvengers, and Spacekateers.
I believe they were made/aired in the mid to late seventies(maybe very early 80s)
but the Armed Forces Television Network was way behind in everything.
I suppose we should have counted ourselves lucky.
Not really complaining though--to this day I love those Super Shogun Robots.
(I tracked them down and bought some of them on dvd a few years ago.
I always loved the Gaiking intro theme)
When we moved back to the states,
my new classmates always assumed I meant Voltron
or some kind of Transformer.
And I was like, who the hell is Voltron??
And what are these Transformers you speak of? Transformers can't fly!
(In Germany, tranformers were these deadly, heavy, steel outlet boxes
that we used to convert our American electronics for German electricity).
No one knew who Gaiking or Grendizer were.
And my brother were always made to seem like idiots because of this.
I wished Gaiking would swoop down from the sky,
land in the middle of the playground
and destroy all the non-believers.
Would serve them right--and left.
On a similar note, my most favorite Shogun Super Robot was actually Raideen.
For Christmas, when I was like six or seven or eight maybe,
my parents got me the 16/20 inch plastic toy version of Raideen
(and the smaller diecast metal one)--
this was before we had moved to Germany.
I would have flipped out to see a Raideen anime.
But back then, I never knew he was the predecessor to Gaiking and the rest--
that they were in the same Shogun family.
That revelation came later.
In the meantime, Raideen was just the most awesome toy ever to me.
He didn't look like any robot I'd ever seen before.
I loved his horned helmet with Egyptian false beard--the sleek, serious, handsome face.
And he had a shield/spear combo on one wrist
and punch release fist on the other.
AND you could turn him on his back, close his helm, and lift his legs
so that he became a giant bird spaceship!
**The little boy faints he's so beside himself with glee**
Hints of Horus.
Remnants of Ra.
An Egyptian god resurrected in a Japanese battle robot--
that is my fantasy anyway.
I had to be dragged away from Raideen to do anything else.
As me and my brother slept in our Star Trek themed beds
(Star Trek sheets, pillows and curtains),
there were probably mutterings and grumblings
and a little bit of attitude under the Chistmas tree on that Christmas Eve.
Little Wooden Fisher Price Schoolboy to six inch Godzilla: "Look him at him over there.
Thinks he so cool.
I should climb his ass and spit in his eye."
Godzilla: "He's not so tough. Plastic melts."
Little Wooden Fisher Price Schoolboy: "You're plastic."
Godzilla: "I'm hard plastic."
Stretch Armstrong: "I'm made of dubious plasticene material but my elasticity is without equal.
I'd like to see him escape my super squeeze."
Boba Fett Action Figure: "Well, I got me a laser gun and I ain't scared of nobody."
Little Wooden Fisher Price Schoolboy: Are those bell bottoms?
What kind of robot wears bell bottoms?!"
GI Joe: "He's under a Chistmas Tree but thinks he's at a disco!"
--snickering--
--giggling--
--chortling--
--guffawing--
Raideen: "Uh. Are you guys talking about me?"
--silence--
Raideen: "That's what I thought. Listen up little girls.
I'm not worried about none of you weak ass motherfuckers.
I'm about to be the king toy up in the this piece.
So I suggest we all get some shut eye--
unless one of you really wants to battle me now.
It's no thang for me to come up out this gift wrapped box
and put the beat down on you babies.
Bionic Man? You got something to say?"
Bionic Man: "No."
Raideen: "Plush Lion?"
Plush Lion: "No sir."
Raideen: "That's what I thought.
You little girls keep messing with Little Wooden Schoolboy if you want to.
He's going to get you all fucked up.
Horikawa Japan TV Robot I know you thought you secretly recorded all this."
Horikawa Japan TV Robot: "......soft slightly guilty beep......"
Raideen: " I don't even care. Go ahead and show the tape to Superman. He ain't shit either."
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to have a busy morning."
--
Anyway, I am almost 42 years old now
and I still have my Raideen robot toy.
Don't judge me.
Vincent
www.wildtoys.com/shogun/ShogJumbo/raideen_jumbo.jpg
www.collectiondx.com/gallery/v/Toys/Bandai/SOC/GX-41/P609...
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When I first saw these sunglasses, I immediately thought of Gaiking
and so this whole crazy outfit is my tribute piece.
Thanks Mayhem!
voltech1980.files.wordpress.com/2012/08/gaiking01.jpg
www.grendizer.co.uk/goldrake/immagini/series/Grendizer.jpg
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And I REALLY want these (new) Black versions
(though I don't like the gold trim--plain black would be better:
www.collectiondx.com/files/SUPERROBOT_CHOUGOUKIN_BLACK_RA...
biginjap.com/img/p/2983-7747-thickbox.jpg
www.collectiondx.com/gallery2/gallery/d/541286-1/br+voice...
www.gunjap.net/site/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/2194.jpg
www.gunjap.net/site/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/868.jpg
(I'm going to have to work on a Raideen image soon.
This is when I wish I knew how to make my own stuff.
Will need to find a really cool head piece somewhere.
sigh.
Let the exasperating hunt begin.)
I am less than you
Less than love
Less than hate
And less than pain
I am less than birth
Less than death
I am not even here
Ain’t got no name
I never was
And never will be
‘Cause there exists
No time for me
I am nil
No colors – no form
Nothing is like me
I want to be
I am endless
Like the space
Between your thoughts
I expand into nothing
And my tears
Turn into stars
Nil
---Project Pitchfork
"I never was. And I never will be."
and
"Nothing's like me."
are my two most favorite lines.
Vincent is most certainly Nil.
Rain is actually my favorite track off this album
(Acid Ocean may be in third place now. Storm Flower is fourth.).
But I do love Nil (second place now)
and I think it suits this image--kind of/sort of--
perhaps I should have gone more sci-fi/ethereal/dark.
I'm still not sure if I like the smile on the mask though--
maybe I should have found a more melancholy one.
And I wish you could see my halo better.
Oh well.
This looks better larger btw.
I probably shouldn't have cropped the original
but I can never seem to keep myself from tinkering.
---
Entity--is still coming.
I have not forgotten.
Such a epic song deserves an epic image---
just don't know how well I can create one on my current computer.
Here I come.
V.
Gabriel before me
Raphael behind me
Michael to my right
Uriel on my left side
In the circle of fire.
Lily
---Kate Bush
I don't feel safe.
I feel like Life has blown a great big hole through me.
-----
I've always wished that I could paint or draw.
But this SL avatar manipulation looks as close as I will ever get.
Angels are beings I have always been fascinated with.
Pale, European, Abercrombie, wholesome looking ones usually don't do it for me though.
I always love when I read about or see an image of an angel that is not typical.
When I was young boy I read a book
(that I probably had no business reading) from my parents collection.
Uriel briefly showed up in this story and paid a horrifying visit on two men.
I remember that he killed the men but what really stuck with me
was how Uriel was described---huge--as abstract arcs/lines and waves of light.
I loved that that even then. It made sense to me that an angel would be rotating particle lines
and shifting waves of light--a sheer atomic presence that burns the skin right off your bones.
And maybe it's the dark side in me.
But I grew to believe that angels were not these sweet white beings
in white robes with soft smiles on their faces.
I see them as terrifying, unforgiving, deadly, alien, and vast.
There is no room for error with an angel.
"Did God say you could eat that coffee-toffee cupcake in the teacher's lounge?
I didn't think so.
Come here.
Now, for your disobedience--and gluttony--
I can either slit your throat, rip out your skeleton or disintegrate you.
You have three seconds to decide before I decide for you."
I have always viewed them as very male too.
I love Tilda Swinton--and she is notoriously androgynous--but I kind of didn't like her as Gabriel.
And it seems the creators of the gorgeous game I'm playing now--El Shaddai: Ascencion of the Metatron--have made Gabriel female as well. It doesn't make that much sense to me.
And they seem to have gone out of their way to make two other characters female as well.
It's their game though--so do as you will.
There's a boss from Dark Sector that I think would make a perfect Michael.
He looks like a hellish cyborg knight with this awesome dark bio-armor
and a bad ass sword-like weapon. (Actually, he turns out to be a she.)
And the circular boomerang weapon that the main character uses
would be perfect for the Gabriel I envision.
The angels in Bayonetta are really cool too--
they're more demonic looking actually--with gorgeous halos.
And the boss angels that you battle
are these titanic, ornately gilded, bio-robotic looking monsters.
Perfect.
The angel Fortitudo was my very favorite---
a gigantic two-headed dragon with a thunderous voice,
and an upside down cherub's face on it's chest/underside. Love Love LOVE!
And the music is beautifully epic.
As I got older, I started picturing angels with grey or metallic looking skin
and with features that resembled mine-or a mixture of every race at least.
I love fantasy and sci-fi but I have long since grown tired of not seeing black people.
They're barely there, if at all. And I love anime but we do not exist in that space either.
I know people write and paint or whatnot with their own image or race in mind but it still bothers me a bit. It's why I latched onto Storm and Blade when I was a kid. I appreciated it when I found it. A major character with a major power. I wanted to like Luke Cage but the barely veiled slave outfit was ridiculous. I'm sure I wasn't the only one.
No one will read them I'm sure
but it's well past time for me to pull out my old drafts
and write my own version of events.
Vincent vs The Magician vs The Dragon vs The Demon vs The Angel
vs The Alien vs The A.I. vs The Cyborg vs The Golem vs
The Vampire vs The Witch vs The World vs Vincent
Vincent is expected to medal in:
Spellcrafting
Levitation
Telekinesis
Golem construction
Psychic labyrinth
Electronic warfare
Handwriting analysis
Bowling
In a soft, breathlessly, excited announcer's voice:
Right now Vincent is going to attempt a 360 degree levitation spin
while releasing Gabriel fire onto 16 rotating targets placed around the football field.
6 of the targets will be hidden.
This exercise has a Level 42 Difficulty.
Vincent is sponsored by:
Arkansas Sports Association
ALDI
Aeon Flux Fan Club
Austin Merrick Fan Club
Martin Valko Fan Club
Lance Alexander Fan Club
Vic Hall Fan Club
Jarrod Scott Fan Club
Joakim Noah Fan Club
Jarvis Chandler Fan Club
Ty Roderick Fan Club
Tony Ward Fan Club
Ricky Sinz Fan Club
Drake Jaden Fan Club
Paul Carrigan Fan Club
Andres Risso Ran Club
Chubby Honeybear Club
Cocteau Twins Fan Club
Kirlian Camera Fan Club
Grace Jones Fan Club
Iain M. Banks Fan Club
Issabelle Huppert Fan Club
In Aisce Atelier
Sally's Beauty Supply
Skyscraper Page Forum
Black Men Can Do A Lot More Than Play Basketball Thank You Very Much Association
Blue Collar Men Association
Sexy Sicilian Men Association
Workin' Men
Chaos Men
Gemini Men
Gay Geeks Association
Avant Garde Aliens Association
Space Music Composers
Force Five Anime Productions
Fatal Frame Fotos
The Vampire Vittorio
Vampire Hunter D
Xavier Institute
University of Illinois Alumni
Unpublished Poets
Adult Literacy Program
Battle Royale Program
Black Cats Everywhere
Frou Frou Foxes In Midsummer Fires
Minotauro
Ivo
Donimo
Neo
Nigrum Solis Ordo
Namsiel
Illuminati
Operati
Otterley
Oomingmak Orbital
Vavatch Orbital
Chiark Orbital
The Mistake Not...
The Darkness
The Dreaming
The Dome Room
The Black Lodge
Polity War Drones
Project Pitchfork
Sony Playstation
Dieux De Stade
Delmonico's Gourmet Buffet
Crumb's Coffee Toffee Cupcake
Miss Que's Cross Country Club
Chicago Public Transit Authority
Cirque de la Lune Noire
Clan Ventrue
Cowboy Bebop
Afro Samurai
Assassin Zer0
Antelope
Abandoned Amusement Park Aficionados
Alcoholic's Anonymous
Low Self Esteem Equestrian Club
Grandma, my sleep is narrow
Could you bring me some strong drink
Strain out the pulps and set them close outside
For when my belly
For when my little belly speaks
Grandma, there's air beneath my bed
And it whispers
And it whispers when I rest
With hemmed skirts
And salt and vinegar, vinegar
And hover closely
Oh, hover closely underhead
Grandma, the water is rising
By now this hair has gotten green
I'll be your swimming forest island
When you walk safely, safely
Over me
Grandma, my hands have wondered
And my legs
My little legs are getting weak
Bed, lend me your wispy frame
And guard my powers
Guard my precious powers in it's cage
Grandma, I've been unruly
In my dreams
And with my speech
Drill little holes into my eyelids
That I might see you
That I might see you when I sleep
Grandmother, the water is rising
By now this hair has gotten green
I'll be your swimming forest island
And you walk safely, safely
Over me
I'll be your swimming forest island
Belispeak
---Purity Ring
I'd like to film my own music video for this song--which I have been in love with the last few months.
In my head I picture tall, vicious, upright werewolves in a foggy forest
versus a little Linda** character---and her grandma.
I envision Grandma has a 6ft hulking old woman who is part Golem--she wears worn leather armor and a metal mask.
And she's armed with laser carbines, incendiary firing shotguns,
and a big ass silver axe.
This will be my next short story I think.
Anyway grandma and a skipping little Linda--
in a little red riding hood outfit--
work their way through the werewolf infested woods.
Magick, mayhem and moontowers abound.
Vincent
p.s.
I've never seen an actual music video for this song--if there even is one.
I'm sure my version is/would be better anyway. :)
**This image I've created and the Belispeak song also remind me
of one of the coolest video games I have ever played: Stretch Panic.
You play as a little girl named Linda who, with her special scarf, seeks out her sisters
who all have been abducted, possessed and transformed into various monsters.
In the museum/lobby, you jump into these paintings depicting your mutated sisters
and then fall into these surreal levels to find/fight them.
As you battle, using your scarf--which is your only weapon--
you stretch and snap the holy hell out of the enemy til they like explode and die.
Oh-and the other weird thing: to level up points to access the paintings of your sisters
you have to snap the bra straps of these big breasted
bikini clad bimbos wandering around in these other interim paintings/levels.
It really is one of the weirdest and coolest games ever--
and the music is great.
I've never met anyone else who has even heard of it let alone played it.
Anyway--I will never get rid of my PS2
simply so I can re/play it again and again.
They should re-release it or make so you can download it from PSN and play it on a PS3.
Ze Dude said,
"No more stickers for you sucka."
(At least, not until you get your sorry ass through that spinning wheel of misfortune.)
My first or second year in college I had a Humanities class.
We went to a museum one afternoon and I zeroed in on a huge framed collage of the tarot card The Hanged Man. The artist had blended all sorts of wild images (including lots of homoerotic/pornographic ones) around the actual Hanged Man image--which I think he had painted maybe. Needless to say I don't think I looked much at any other artwork in the museum that day.
The whole titanic image was so dark, surreal and immersive--right up my alley.
And now I always keep a Hanged Man folder on my hard drive where I collect various images of the card--same with The Hermit.
However, to this day, I always find any image of someone hung upside down to be disturbing (whether it's bondage porn or gore porn) I guess everyone does--including someone hanging the other way of course--but upside down is just all kinds of wrong.
Anyway I got an A on the paper--which surprised me a bit.
I really got into it but God knows what I wrote.
I'll try to dig that paper out sometime and see what blood was rushing to my head back then.
---
XII:
Patience
Contemplation
Sacrifice
Surrender
Waiting
Letting go
Non-action
New point of view (which I find funny)
Inner harmony (not so much)
I tend to identify with this card actually.
The Hanged Man
and The Hermit.
----
I may repost this without the wings. I added them on a whim at the last second.
Maybe I should add some hair too? I kind of think it looks cool without though.
I wanna be a creature
Before humanity is on Earth
No hate no wars no ignorance no force
Only one with Mother Earth
No sorrow escorts us from our birth
Be a bridge over the river of love
From justice to happiness
Set up by the hands of freedom
Conjure
---Project Pitchfork
The fusion you always feared.
Pink, Blue and Yellow.
---
The raw/original image of this
was taken on Low after I teleported back to the sandbox
to turn off Ultra.
Of course, this posted version here is like 20 remixes later.
I did really like the all yellow version I was going to post originally.
But then I kind of lost control
of my Electromagnetic Spectrum Semiconductor Shield
and let multiple impurities into the Color Composition Chamber.
And, so, here we are.
I'll wait for you
Til you make it through.
I take your bones away.
Here on your last day.
Here in the darkness.
Evoke.
Evoke.
Evoke
---Wumpscut
Vincent is expected to medal in:
Spellcrafting
Levitation
Telekinesis
Golem construction
Psychic labyrinth
Electronic warfare
Handwriting analysis
Bowling
In a soft, breathlessly, excited announcer's voice:
Right now Vincent is going to attempt a 360 degree levitation spin
while releasing Gabriel fire onto 16 rotating targets placed around the football field.
6 of the targets will be hidden.
This exercise has a Level 42 Difficulty.
Vincent is sponsored by:
Arkansas Sports Association
ALDI
Aeon Flux Fan Club
Austin Merrick Fan Club
Martin Valko Fan Club
Lance Alexander Fan Club
Vic Hall Fan Club
Jarrod Scott Fan Club
Joakim Noah Fan Club
Jarvis Chandler Fan Club
Ty Roderick Fan Club
Tony Ward Fan Club
Ricky Sinz Fan Club
Drake Jaden Fan Club
Paul Carrigan Fan Club
Andres Risso Ran Club
Chubby Honeybear Club
Cocteau Twins Fan Club
Kirlian Camera Fan Club
Grace Jones Fan Club
Iain M. Banks Fan Club
Issabelle Huppert Fan Club
In Aisce Atelier
Sally's Beauty Supply
Skyscraper Page Forum
Black Men Can Do A Lot More Than Play Basketball Thank You Very Much Association
Blue Collar Men Association
Sexy Sicilian Men Association
Workin' Men
Chaos Men
Gemini Men
Gay Geeks Association
Avant Garde Aliens Association
Space Music Composers
Force Five Anime Productions
Fatal Frame Fotos
The Vampire Vittorio
Vampire Hunter D
Xavier Institute
University of Illinois Alumni
Unpublished Poets
Adult Literacy Program
Battle Royale Program
Black Cats Everywhere
Frou Frou Foxes In Midsummer Fires
Minotauro
Ivo
Donimo
Neo
Nigrum Solis Ordo
Namsiel
Illuminati
Operati
Otterley
Oomingmak Orbital
Vavatch Orbital
Chiark Orbital
The Mistake Not...
The Darkness
The Dreaming
The Dome Room
The Black Lodge
Polity War Drones
Project Pitchfork
Sony Playstation
Dieux De Stade
Delmonico's Gourmet Buffet
Crumb's Coffee Toffee Cupcake
Miss Que's Cross Country Club
Chicago Public Transit Authority
Cirque de la Lune Noire
Clan Ventrue
Cowboy Bebop
Afro Samurai
Assassin Zer0
Antelope
Abandoned Amusement Park Aficionados
Alcoholic's Anonymous
Low Self Esteem Equestrian Club
Honey Mustard.
Hunny Bunny.
Blueberry.
Blackberry.
Bleh.
It's 2:03am and once again I'm starting off the work week Wrong--way to go Vincent.
I have been in SL all damn day--the only time I kind of drifted out was to watch the Bulls game.
Hmmm--Joakim would look extra cute in a bunny suit.
And I already think Carlos is a polar bear in disguise.
A Peppermint Polar Bear.
A Butterscotch Bear?
V.
But there's starlight and moonlight
and sunlight in this place.
And there's starshine and moonshine
and sunshine on my face.
Hunny Hunny
Feels so funny
Like sweet green icing flowing down.
Star
Moon
Sun.
Hunny Hunny
---Book of Love
Rainbow Attack!
Gaiking had some kind of rainbow-chain plasma weapon
that emitted from the dragon eyes on his chest.
It was often used to finish off some vile enemy.
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Force Seven!
We lived in Germany from 1982 to 1985.
And during that time, my brother and I were faithful viewers of the Force Five anime productions which included Gaiking, Grendizer, Danguard Ace, Starvengers, and Spacekateers.
I believe they were made/aired in the mid to late seventies(maybe very early 80s)
but the Armed Forces Television Network was way behind in everything.
I suppose we should have counted ourselves lucky.
Not really complaining though--to this day I love those Super Shogun Robots.
(I tracked them down and bought some of them on dvd a few years ago.
I always loved the Gaiking intro theme)
When we moved back to the states,
my new classmates always assumed I meant Voltron
or some kind of Transformer.
And I was like, who the hell is Voltron??
And what are these Transformers you speak of? Transformers can't fly!
(In Germany, tranformers were these deadly, heavy, steel outlet boxes
that we used to convert our American electronics for German electricity).
No one knew who Gaiking or Grendizer were.
And my brother were always made to seem like idiots because of this.
I wished Gaiking would swoop down from the sky,
land in the middle of the playground
and destroy all the non-believers.
Would serve them right--and left.
On a similar note, my most favorite Shogun Super Robot was actually Raideen.
For Christmas, when I was like six or seven or eight maybe,
my parents got me the 16/20 inch plastic toy version of Raideen
(and the smaller diecast metal one)--
this was before we had moved to Germany.
I would have flipped out to see a Raideen anime.
But back then, I never knew he was the predecessor to Gaiking and the rest--
that they were in the same Shogun family.
That revelation came later.
In the meantime, Raideen was just the most awesome toy ever to me.
He didn't look like any robot I'd ever seen before.
I loved his horned helmet with Egyptian false beard--the sleek, serious, handsome face.
And he had a shield/spear combo on one wrist
and punch release fist on the other.
AND you could turn him on his back, close his helm, and lift his legs
so that he became a giant bird spaceship!
**The little boy faints he's so beside himself with glee**
Hints of Horus.
Remnants of Ra.
An Egyptian god resurrected in a Japanese battle robot--
that is my fantasy anyway.
I had to be dragged away from Raideen to do anything else.
As me and my brother slept in our Star Trek themed beds
(Star Trek sheets, pillows and curtains),
there were probably mutterings and grumblings
and a little bit of attitude under the Chistmas tree on that Christmas Eve.
Little Wooden Fisher Price Schoolboy to six inch Godzilla: "Look him at him over there.
Thinks he so cool.
I should climb his ass and spit in his eye."
Godzilla: "He's not so tough. Plastic melts."
Little Wooden Fisher Price Schoolboy: "You're plastic."
Godzilla: "I'm hard plastic."
Stretch Armstrong: "I'm made of dubious plasticene material but my elasticity is without equal.
I'd like to see him escape my super squeeze."
Boba Fett Action Figure: "Well, I got me a laser gun and I ain't scared of nobody."
Little Wooden Fisher Price Schoolboy: Are those bell bottoms?
What kind of robot wears bell bottoms?!"
GI Joe: "He's under a Chistmas Tree but thinks he's at a disco!"
--snickering--
--giggling--
--chortling--
--guffawing--
Raideen: "Uh. Are you guys talking about me?"
--silence--
Raideen: "That's what I thought. Listen up little girls.
I'm not worried about none of you weak ass motherfuckers.
I'm about to be the king toy up in the this piece.
So I suggest we all get some shut eye--
unless one of you really wants to battle me now.
It's no thang for me to come up out this gift wrapped box
and put the beat down on you babies.
Bionic Man? You got something to say?"
Bionic Man: "No."
Raideen: "Plush Lion?"
Plush Lion: "No sir."
Raideen: "That's what I thought.
You little girls keep messing with Little Wooden Schoolboy if you want to.
He's going to get you all fucked up.
Horikawa Japan TV Robot I know you thought you secretly recorded all this."
Horikawa Japan TV Robot: "......soft slightly guilty beep......"
Raideen: " I don't even care. Go ahead and show the tape to Superman. He ain't shit either."
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to have a busy morning."
--
Anyway, I am almost 42 years old now
and I still have my Raideen robot toy.
Don't judge me.
Vincent
www.wildtoys.com/shogun/ShogJumbo/raideen_jumbo.jpg
www.collectiondx.com/gallery/v/Toys/Bandai/SOC/GX-41/P609...
--
When I first saw these sunglasses, I immediately thought of Gaiking
and so this whole crazy outfit is my tribute piece.
Thanks Mayhem!
voltech1980.files.wordpress.com/2012/08/gaiking01.jpg
www.grendizer.co.uk/goldrake/immagini/series/Grendizer.jpg
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And I REALLY want these (new) Black versions
(though I don't like the gold trim--plain black would be better:
www.collectiondx.com/files/SUPERROBOT_CHOUGOUKIN_BLACK_RA...
biginjap.com/img/p/2983-7747-thickbox.jpg
www.collectiondx.com/gallery2/gallery/d/541286-1/br+voice...
www.gunjap.net/site/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/2194.jpg
www.gunjap.net/site/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/868.jpg
(I'm going to have to work on a Raideen image soon.
This is when I wish I knew how to make my own stuff.
Will need to find a really cool head piece somewhere.
sigh.
Let the exasperating hunt begin.)
My secret garden's not so secret anymore
Run from the house holding my head in my hands
Feeling dejected, feeling like a child might feel
It all seems so absurd
That this should have occurred
My very only secret
And I had to go and leak it!
My secret garden's not so secret anymore!
No, my secret garden's not so secret anymore!
Run through the fields, down to the edge of the water
Can't stay long, here comes the reason why -
She'll catch me if she can,
Take me by the hand
I'll have to keep on running
And I just can't see the fun in
My secret garden not being secret anymore!
Play the fool
Act so cruel
I loved it!
It all seems so absurd
That this should have occurred
My very only secret
And I had to go and leak it!
My secret garden's not so secret anymore!
My Secret Garden
---Depeche Mode
I'm jumping ahead with the outfits
as I have not actually faced Semyaza yet
(though I have a feeling I may not at all--
he's talked a little shit since I got to his part of the Tower
but he hasn't actually shown himself).
I just wanted to go ahead and post my version of him.
So anyway--on Semyaza's first (only?) floor, I have been ambushed, yet again, by Azazel.
And for the the last week or so
I have been unsuccessful in slaying his infernal fucking ass.
It's making me think that he is the final boss.
That--or I just suck Supremely--
which looks to be the case.
I cannot believe--for over a week--at two-three hours a pop--I still cannot beat him.
I don't think it's ever taken me this long on a boss battle.
(Actually, the final colossus in Shadow of the Colossus was a nightmare--
so was that damn Green Eye on Lost Planet).
Anyway--the Veil is supposed to be the strongest weapon
but I seem to wear him down quicker with the Arch.
I love how the Gale looks and operates but it's not effective enough in this fight.
And Uriel doesn't step in enough.
"Allow me to help."
Ok--but only if you can help a little more often--thanks.
This has got be one of the hardest bosses I have ever fought.
We're not even on your floor anymore Azazel. What the fuck?!
Maybe once I finally get past Azazel's invincible ass, Semyaza will just surrender
and we can all go home.
Humanity can only hope.
Vincent
Update:
I can't believe it--I was totally right.
Azazel was the final boss.
Actually, what I can't believe is that I finally beat Azazel--the fucking fucker.
Talk about a torturous Hell. I almost smashed my controller several times.
So---wait---right after Azazel is "finally beaten"--
when I thought I could take a breath at long last---
he starts to power himself up YET AGAIN!
(which-if I would have had to go into a fourth round with him-
it would have made me utterly surrender and move on to a new game--seriously)
However, in a sort of surprise follow up, Armaros returns--as Dark Armaros.
Sort of a shame really. Armaros seemed kind of cool-with his Michael Jackson dance moves.
But Michael--the Archangel-said he's beyond help now--so I had to kill him this time.
Anyway--Dark Armaros--he was, technically, the final boss
but that part wasn't too hard once you figured out the rotation.
And compared to that beast Nether Azazel it was almost nothing.
So I consider Nether Azazel as the real final boss.
As for Semyaza:
nothing--nowhere--gone--vanished.
I kind of figured.
Like Arakiel, he must have faded out, dissolved, or died during the Descent.
Maybe all his essence/power went into maintaining the Tower
leaving Ezeqiel and Azazel as the main opponents, guardians and zealots.
Anyway--after the final credits, they give you new costumes for Enoch-but they were kind of weak.
I just stuck with his modern white armor and blue jeans-believe it or not--
since there was no black outfit.
And then I went back and replayed Sariel's three floors.
I really like the music for his floors/levels and the Nephilim are super-duper cute.
Hmm. Should have done a Sariel outfit before I did one for Semyayza.
Soon.
Or next Sunday.
V.
p.s.
I played on Normal-
as I do every game I play.
I simply cannot imagine
fighting Azazel on Hard or Extra
without throwing myself out the window, down to the street,
into a car filled with ghetto thugs or oblivious entitled trixies who are all smoking weed
and listening to country, pop-lite, adult contemporary, or today's Top 40 music
in their tricked out hoopty.
God.
Either scenario would make my head Ex-Fucking-Plode.
Grandma, my sleep is narrow
Could you bring me some strong drink
Strain out the pulps and set them close outside
For when my belly
For when my little belly speaks
Grandma, there's air beneath my bed
And it whispers
And it whispers when I rest
With hemmed skirts
And salt and vinegar, vinegar
And hover closely
Oh, hover closely underhead
Grandma, the water is rising
By now this hair has gotten green
I'll be your swimming forest island
When you walk safely, safely
Over me
Grandma, my hands have wondered
And my legs
My little legs are getting weak
Bed, lend me your wispy frame
And guard my powers
Guard my precious powers in it's cage
Grandma, I've been unruly
In my dreams
And with my speech
Drill little holes into my eyelids
That I might see you
That I might see you when I sleep
Grandmother, the water is rising
By now this hair has gotten green
I'll be your swimming forest island
And you walk safely, safely
Over me
I'll be your swimming forest island
Belispeak
---Purity Ring
I'd like to film my own music video for this song--which I have been in love with the last few months.
In my head I picture tall, vicious, upright werewolves in a foggy forest
versus a little Linda** character---and her grandma.
I envision Grandma has a 6ft hulking old woman who is part Golem--she wears leather armor and a metal mask.
And she's armed with laser carbines, incendiary firing shotguns,
and a big ass silver axe.
This will be my next short story I think.
Anyway grandma and a skipping little Linda--
in a little red riding hood outfit--
work their way through the werewolf infested woods.
Magick, mayhem and moontowers abound.
Vincent
p.s.
I've never seen an actual music video for this song--if there even is one.
I'm sure my version is/would be better anyway. :)
**This image I've created and the Belispeak song also remind me
of one of the coolest video games I have ever played: Stretch Panic.
You play as a little girl named Linda who, with her special scarf, seeks out her sisters
who all have been abducted, possessed and transformed into various monsters.
In the museum/lobby, you jump into these paintings depicting your mutated sisters
and then fall into these surreal levels to find/fight them.
As you battle, using your scarf--which is your only weapon--
you stretch and snap the holy hell out of the enemy til they like explode and die.
Oh-and the other weird thing: to level up points to access the paintings of your sisters
you have to snap the bra straps of these big breasted
bikini clad bimbos wandering around in these other interim paintings/levels.
It really is one of the weirdest and coolest games ever--
and the music is great.
I've never met anyone else who has even heard of it let alone played it.
Anyway--I will never get rid of my PS2
simply so I can re/play it again and again.
They should re-release it or make so you can download it from PSN and play it on a PS3.