Wander and The Colossus by Beco
I have so many feelings for Shadow of the Colossus. It’s something that goes way beyond ye olde average gaming experience, one that’s indescribable and never really leaves you, and brings you back years later still wanting a piece of the experience. It and its predecessor Ico deserve as much attention as legends like Silent Hill, Final Fantasy, Resident Evil etc, because there’s nothing that’s close to either, and that’s a bit crazy to ponder in a world of third generation gaming.
So, I’m waiting eagerly to have my emotions manipulated again with the upcoming entry in the series, The Last Guardian. December can’t come soon enough.
I need this thing. Then my friends could come over after wondering where I’ve been for a few days, and witness the extent of my insanity when they find me snuggled in its warm embrace with a stuffed wookie.
It would be amazing
First page done entirely with a tablet. Made a bloody mess of it.
I’d planned for the dog to be a Liojagacrocagatorwerepuppy, and now people are caterwauling to the tune(s) of Murder Ballads because I lied. But nobody understands how hard it is on your thumbs to draw those goddam things.
Beware of dick. Er, Deeke. Of Deeke: The Guy Who Stuck Baby Von’s Head Into the Pencil Factory, and then he wouldn’t stop crying.
Oh wait, nevermind. I think that’s actually part of the plot of Eraserhead.
That amorphous blob of possible foodstuff that is being forced upon the dog’s good taste kind of looks like it could’ve come from that movie.
Please pardon the how many times can you post this awful thing re-blog
I don’t typically re-blog my own shit from other blogs I have. Cos that would get obnoxious right quick, not to mention look self-serving to the point of comical (hey, I may be self-absorbed, but I mind my manners…sometimes!) And I already look like a braying jackass more than half the time, tromping on good sense with taps-spangled hooves, so don’t need to remind anyone.
Blah blah blah (shut your flapping gob already, says the reader, cos sheesh, I’m scrollin’ here!), I consider this more full composition than comic page, and a wee bit of an advancement with my art overall, so to this blog it goes.
I’ve seen a ton on the facebooks about “thanking veterans for their service.” As a veteran let me just be very straightforward and honest with you. We didn’t “serve our country”; we don’t actually serve our brothers/sisters or our neighbors. We serve the interests of Capital. We never risked our lives or spent months on deployment away from our family and friends so they can have this abstract concept called “freedom”. We served big oil; big coal; Coca-Cola; Kellogg, Brown, and Root and all the other big Capital interests who don’t know a fucking thing about sacrifice. These people will never have to deal with the loss of a loved one or the physical and/or psychological scars that those who “serve”, and their families, have to deal with for the rest of their lives. The most patriotic thing someone can do is to tell truth to power and dedicate yourself to building power to overthrow these sociopathic assholes. I served with some of the most real and genuine people I’ve ever met. You’ll never see solidarity like the kind of solidarity you experience when your life depends on the person next to you. But most of us didn’t join for that; we joined because we were fucking poor and didn’t have many other options.
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An anti-capitalist veteran (via elitc) Well heres a take on it not often uttered or shared (via threezerooo) |
- You don’t owe anything to the people who created you by smashing cells together.
- A bully is a bully and emotional mistreatment is abuse.
- Don’t let a dictionary definition of what “family” is guilt you.
- Love those who love you and are worthy of your love.
I mean seriously, if hearing someone’s voice for 30 seconds auto-triggers nausea and baseless guilt, then you have every right to question why they should exist in your life.
I choose to not respond.
About two years ago I cut off all contact with one of my parents; blocked them from being able to access me through phone and internet, didn’t give them my address when I moved, the mail they send to my office gets a “Return to Sender” on the envelope.
It has surprised me how rarely I feel guilty, like I expected I would. These last two years, it’s like the sun has finally come out. Genuine happiness and peace of mind reassure me, in my weaker moments, that my life is better now because I made the right decision. The more time passes, the more stable I feel.
My family now is made up of the people I’ve chosen to be in it, and I’m a healthier, happier person for it.
All of this, 1 million times, yes.
I cut off all contact when I was in college after a hideous message was left on my machine telling me I was worthless, all because I wasn’t home when he called the day before. I had spent my whole life living with abuse, it crippled me emotionally. He kidnapped me twice, both times were traumatizing and violent and the court still decided my sister and I had to see him. I was completely terrified and I decided I didn’t want to be anymore, and you know what? It turned out I didn’t have to be. When I turned 18 the court couldn’t tell me what to do anymore.I have so many friends with crazy parents and they want to work it out and make it right and if you can, that’s great. In some cases though, there is only so much trying you can do, only so much abuse you can take. Just remember that you have the strength and you can leave.
persona 3: you walk up stairs at night
Nocturne: you gradually realize you hate everything.
Because someone else did Nocturne, I’ll do a game I played today.
Xenoblade Chronicles: You get destroyed by giant caterpillars
Monkey Island.
You pick up things and use them sometimes.
Bioshock
1960s sea explorer with Ayn Rand, except you never actually get to explore the sea. You just look out at it from a window sometimes.
KIDNAP LITTLE GIRLS. SHOOT AT OLD TIMEY DIVER THINGS.
Portal 2: You pick up boxes and walk through holes.
Legend of Zelda: you’re a legendary hero but you spend all your time lost, running errands, or getting killed by chickens.
Choose options in windows for about 50 hours with the occasional interruption of mashing X to go through text boxes. (SRPGs, my favorite genre)
Super Smash Bros. Brawl: Mash B and C until someone explodes.
Mass Effect 3: You have all these galaxy-changing choices, but they dont actually mean anything in the end.
ICO: You drag some girl to the top of an old castle then down again so it will collapse.
Heavy Rain: Jerk the controller around as if in an epileptic fit until you’re overcome with emotion and burst into tears
One Million Moms, the conservative Christian initiative that launched an unsuccessful campaign in February urging Toys “R” Us to stop selling the issue of Life with Archie depicting the wedding of gay character Kevin Keller, has now turned its attention to Marvel and DC Comics.
A project…
Experimenting with a new method of rendering blood.
Erm, yeah, I might’ve lied about still doing Busboy Blues in pencil
This week’s The Line It is Drawn over at CBR, pays a mash-up tribute to the recently passed Tony Dezuniga, creator of Jonah Hex amongst others. Here are my personal favs from this week’s stellar offerings. Peep the rest HERE.
My Little Pony x Jonah Hex by Marco D’Alfonso / Website / Tumblr
Jonah Hex x Gotham by Gaslight by John Trumbell
Clint Eastwood x Jonah Hex by Josh Gowdy / Tumblr
Hellboy x Jonah Hex by Axel Medellin
Wait, I’m frequently in Huntington. And the Paramount is a great fucking intimate venue. And Primus was there Saturday?
Arghhh, I can’t believe I missed this! That would’ve probably been a great show.
Oh yeah, and the poster is swell, too
me: wow i like this person a lot
me: i should talk to this person
me: wow look!!!! a perfect chance to talk to this person i should totally take it
me: types out message
me: gets nervous
me: exits page
me: floats away from computer
me: drifts out window
me: is lifted up into space
me: orbits around earth
me: is incinerated by the sun
