Game????

Amazing news! I am part way through making a game! This is pretty exciting cos it's my first game and because its gonna be awesome. Here's my synopsis:

you are a stickman, you lived a normal life as an intergalactic bounty hunter back home, but now thats all changed. you have been mysteriously transported to an alternate dimension by a strange device, where the creatures are made up if horrible thick lines and colours (normal people/creatures/space pirates) you dont know why they brought you, or what they plan to do with you, all you know is you must escape.

  Thats pretty much it, after that intro and a video you play through a metroid sort of platform game where you try and escape. I'm thinking I might not do stickmen now, but we'll see when I get to designing the characters (shortly). Here's an enemy I've made already: 

 

It may look like a cuttlefish because it is one. An evil space cutttlefish. There is context to this, but you'll have to play the game to find out what ;) once I start getting somewehre I'll see if I cant set up a Demo.

Well, thats about all I had that wasn't about wikileaks and im trying to avoid the topic, so I'll end it here with one of my classic funny pictures

(borrowed with love from Randall Munroe at xkcd.com)

 

FIght Club - poem

A dark, musty room.
Here dreams and bones are broken.
To fight is Freedom.

Every Friday night
Sheep gather here. For tonight,
they will become wolves.

Crack. Crunch. Groan. Slap. Spurt.
Blood splashes on the hard floor
And flows in the cracks.

this melee is finished.
The lust for blood is still strong.
Next to fight, step up.

The combat rolls on.
These 'once a week warriors'
Alive only here.

They have left now,
The room grey, but for the blood.
The smell still lingers.

The room seems asleep.
The smells of fear, blood and sweat
Sink into the floor.

The stamping of feet
And slapping of fists on skin,
Forgotten for now

The sheep are now trapped,
Mindless drones until next week,
Wolves in their cages.

Fight Club awaits them.
Every Friday when night falls,
A musty room lives.



Told you I'd post it. INSPIRED by the movie Fight Club, but not actually about it

Bits and Pieces

My last/first two posts were a bit long and daunting, so I decided to have a post where I just say little stories and/or bits of wisdom etc. Maybe a drawing or two.

• Now, you may have noticed a bump on my nose in photos of me, or not, because I don't like it and do my best to keep photos where it's obvious to myself. However, it is there, and it's been there most of my life. Why you ask? Because as a three year old I thought it might be a good idea to step on a rake. Yes, like Wile E. Coyote, and because small children are only half a step above clinically retarded, I then followed through with this, breaking my nose and causing my parents considerable distress.
• Here is a picture of Sephiroth of FFVII fame I made a while ago using MS paint and the pencil tool
• "The little things make life big" - me
•  I fully intend to become Iron Man. In fact, I wanted to be Iron Man, before I knew who Tony Stark was. My brother introduced me to Iron man while I was describing a suit of armour I intended to build
• My favourite colour is green, because I was told it was, and I saw no reason not to agree. Now, I'm not docile, but I am in the Army and I couldn't choose a favourite colour anyway. It has since grown on me (not literally, I endeavour to shower before that happens)
• Sunsests are cool:
•  I like music too, My favourite genre is Ska, and I could talk about it for hours, but I'll just say that my favourite bands at the moment are Reel Big Fish and The AquaBats! 
• I write poems sometimes, heres a Haiku:
  
  There is a flower
  It's beauty and grace pure
  Serene and tranquil
  
  
  Well, that's all I have to say for now, I'm gonna post a REAL poem later on (when I find it) so you can look forward to that!
  
  Til then, ciao amicos

Um... My Second Post?

SO, I was out for a ride today (I do actually do other things, it's just that I had a short adventure) to... buy cereal and the paper and do things that normal people do. We'll go with that. It started out ok, I made it out onto the street, I managed not to fall over and break my shoulder again at the intersection, but then I got onto the highway into the city. There is a decent hill heading into town and I ride this bike:

 

Now, you might say: "Thats not a real bike you pussy! LOLZ!"  which would make you a retard for saying LOLZ out loud. So there. Anyway, I was also wearing a backpack, which is not normally a problem because they tend to be pretty aerodynamic, expecially when hidden from the wind behind my body, HOWEVER, on this particular day my straps were a little loose and as I sped up to approach the hill my bag began to flap about and resist the air like a parachute on a hill that ALREADY openly opposes my passage to town. Ive had problems on this hill before, mostly with my forgetting to turn the fuel tap on and it being just the right distance for me to use up the fuel in my fuel line. We are getting along better these days, but I still approach it warily.

After going to one shop and discovering it did NOT stock a very large range of something that was IN ITS NAME. (I'll update about what exacltly I was buying because it is a friend's christmas present and he may be one of the only people likely to read this at this point) Some fucking *BLANK* *BLANK*. SO after I drove into town and tried to park in the car park, with limited success (because my bike is small and light enough to hide in the shadow of a bumblebee the damn induction coils designed to tell the ticket machine someone is waiting didnt notice me and one of the operators had to come down and put a peice of metal on the ground >.< ) I FINALLY (it was feeling like a long trip at this point) found what I was looking for at a little shop around the corner, although the shop keeper had inch long dark yellow fingernails and couldnt hear what I was saying due to his age it was still a decent little *BLANK* shop. From there I travelled to the supermarket to buy cereal and tim tams, because they are like kryptonite to me. Im eating them right now. Now you may be saying "Kryptonite makes Superman weak! he avoids it at all costs!" or something to that end, even though Superman makes almost ZERO effort to avoid Kryptonite in reality because Superman blunders blindly into everything without taking the time to check if there is a Kryptonite bomb somewhere, or lets the villain open a box of Kryptonite at him or fails to notice that a WHOLE DAMN ISLAND is made of  Kryptonite

 

Superman: "... I'm sure it's just mint or something "

That is beside the point. I am a human, not a Krytonian, so Kryptonite gives me mutant powers, or gets me addicted, not hurts me. I'M WEAKENED WITHOUT IT. I like Superman, but he really needs to start thinking things through. 

Now, while I was talking about Superman me in the story has progressed through the supermarket (why is everything super?) and is waiting at the traffic lights to turn down some road because he feels like it and lo and behold guess what drives past me. No really, guess. I'll wait. If you guess one of the dune buggies from GTA: Vice City, you are a winner! congratulations to you. It was one of the most awesome vehicles I have seen in quite a while. I was VERY jealous. I can't quite get across the coolness of this vehicle in writing, so I want you to imagine one of the dune buggies from Vice City in real life and multiply how awesome it is by 14. Thats about how I felt. the rest of my journey was uneventful apart from my awesome timing when sliplane-ing into the highway and turning right just as the lights turned green into my street. Seeing as that's a Boring (note the capital 'B') way to end a post, I'll leave you instead with this picture I found when i googled "Awesome"

 

Till next time! 

My First Post

I think I should make my first post on the interweb something amazing that will totally blow your brain and make you come back and read about the trivial things I think about and/or do of a day, but all i can think about is how excited I am by this drive i went on today. You see: I ride a motorbike. I LOVE riding, even more than I hate leaving the house so nowadays its a real motivator to get things done. Don't get me wrong, I love being outdoors and seeing/meeting people, I'm not a recluse, I just often can't be bothered going to the effort to get ready to leave, BUT, back to my ride: I went across the Bowen bridge (sort of near where I live) and drove around to the other bridge also sort of near(er) to where I live) on the far side of the river. Normally that wouldn't be so exciting but the road had a speed limit of 70 and very windy (like, with lots of fairly tight corners, not lots of wind) roads between some high hills, almost mountains to get around to the other bridge. I had the biggest grin ( =D ) on my face the whole time and I loved it, even though I used up the last of my fuel. I fully intend to steal borrow my friends scooter under the pretense of teaching him to ride a manual so I can ride through there again. I should point out a few flaws to him first though I suppose. Such as the engine killswitch forgetting what its job is and just leaving the engine running and the lack of a right hand mirror. Im sure he'll work it out, he's a wog, but he ain't so stupid.

 Now, I suppose I should introduce myself a bit... I had this awesome train of thought going but i started thinking about riding again. Oh yeah! I was gonna say how starting a blog is kind of an incentive to myself to have a more interesting life, or be funnier or draw more or something, so I'll let you know how it goes as I progress through my blogging career. I was inspired a little by Hyperbole and a Half cos Allie is hilarious and if people will read about her (admittedly more exciting) life, maybe I can entertain a few people with mine. Don't just pass over that link either, THAT IS FUNNY(/intriguing) SHIT. or at least I think so. Well, as I post I'm sure more details about myself will come to light, so I'm not gonna ruch and try and smoosh it all in here right now, but I will say I am not normally that particular with grammar and spelling (I figure if its understandable, whats the problem? don't fix what isnt broken) but this spellchecker-free typing environment is making me really careful with my... typing. i didn't want to say typing twice but i did it anyway. You'll notice that entire sentence is in lower case, I left it that way to show how typing generally comes out for me, and then I usually go back and correct spelling, capitals and punctuation. Maybe you'll find that interesting. Anyway, i said in my About Me section I'd put a picture up to show what I look like to save you from my over-descriptive ... description, I am not off to a good start, but all the same here I am:

 

And just to balance out the radness of my white suit, here's a picture of me in a tree:

And at a party:

That's my little brother in the background. The sweet Tony Stark goatee is unfortunately fake, and drawn on with textas. You may believe what you want about the Arc Reactor. Well, thats all I have for now, I'll be back when I have some more to say! (probably tomorrow)

Thanks for reading!

UPDATE: I just read that and it wasnt as exciting as I had hoped. I'm going to add pictures. HANG TIGHT