(There's no) satisfying the CoD crowd

If you've ever played a call of duty-like shooter, you will have noticed several things.
First, they seem to hate the game with a passion. They all agree that a previous one was better, but they all play the new one because everyone else is doing it.
Second, most of them are convinced that not only are they pretty good, they're better than their friends.
Third, many claim to have a sort of 'code of honour'. There's certain things they'll never do, except when they really want to or have to. Fourth, and the point of this post, is that they hate every other player who kills them. It disputes their belief in their own awesomeness. Those people,obviously inferior, must therefore have killed them in a way that doesn't count. Maybe there was lag, or maybe the other player broke the code (which, again,only applies to others). How do they break it?
1. Sprinting + firing from the hip. More effective than carefully aiming.
2. Running around with 2 shotguns/revolvers.
3. Staying in a single location, say, a building, securing it, and killing those who get close.
4. Staying on a rooftop, a while away, and sniping everybody to bits.
5. Quickscoping in close quarters.
6. Knifing.
7. Random grenades.
8. Aimed grenades.
9. Ditto flashbangs.
10. Rocket launchers, grenade launchers and claymores.
Basically, all you're allowed to do is hang around the frontline, while everyone else pretends not to use all of the above techniques to end you.
And I find the notion that you're not allowed to play the game the way it's written pretty silly.



Also, first post from my cellphone

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Dark

Morbid little poem. My blog, my morbid poetry. Oh, and in case you think I've gotten emo (lol), this was commissioned :D

Are you scared

of the dark, my friend?

You are, no need

to pretend, my friend.

You're unprepared

in the dark, my friend.

It will feed,

yes the dark, yes it will, my friend.

The darkness is alive, it's a thing.

It's old and strong and terrifying.

And it only wants you to sing,

my friend.
To sing and scream and plea,

my friend.

You are not prepared,

my friend.

and while the dark has got you scared,

my friend.... you're not nearly scared

enough.

The dark will fill your nose,

with ash and smoke, like a black perfume.

The dark will fill your mouth,

with tar and oil, like a final drink.

It will fill your lungs and cloud your eyes and seep into your ears.

It will wrap around your brain and clench it tight,

filling your mind and your eyes with tears

as it takes away the morning light.

And then it shows its teeth, in your mind,

black and twisted, bent like steel,

it will root and dig and grind and find,

a nightmare in your head and make it real.

Are you scared of the dark, my friend?

More ranting about time

You know, I've been wondering something. We perceive there to be this moment called the 'now', which is between "back then" and "in a sec". Everyone recognizes this, as it is the moment where shit goes down, where decisions are made (after all, you can't make a decision in the past).

But this "now" we speak of, are we sure it's universal? If you look at your life as a timeline, you can say that the now is something that moves forward, like a track on itunes. But that doesn't make any sense. What's the speed of that progress bar? One second per second? Infinite nows/hour?

Why Assassin's Creed is one of the saddest games I've ever played.

At first glance, Assassin's Creed is about people stabbing other people. However, there's more to it than that. Yes, the first two main characters that are introduced, Altair Ibn La Ahad and Desmond Miles are bland, so unidimensional you could say they're non-dimensional. But it's when Ezio Auditore da Firenze is introduced that, to me, the Assassin's Creed franchise not only picks up speed, but emotion and strength as well.

Duality Post

Double post, to make up for lost time and stuff. First off is a review of splice. I'm not going to give you any spoilers, don't worry.

Decent Post

Hi there, all five or six of you. I think you've been wondering "Why are all these blogposts so crappy?" or "Why do I always look fatter when I'm looking down?". Well, it's because I don't have enough inspiration and you have low self-esteem. Something like that. Anyways. This is going to be relatively serious because I've been going through some things lately. I'm not going to delve too deeply into them, but let me just say that relationships are hard. And Women, capital W, are hilarious. I used to think I had women, and people in general, all figured out. I've had to 'update' my knowledge a lot, lately.

I keep forgetting

what I was going to write.

It's annoying as hell! Every evening I'm like "Ooh, this is an awesome subject", something along the lines of 'why I'm back and wholahglahblabla', and that's as far as I get and bleh!

I'm going to try to churn out something asap.

TronCraft

I'm working on a texture-mod for minecraft. Pics might follow later. it's late. I'm tired. Hippo.

Tumblr

My pictures, music and clips will show up there now :)

This is a link to eet.

Something to check out

Beautiful artwork