Archive for June, 2010


From Hambry to Darnagal or Strange happenings on an otherwise calm city.

Last Saturday, i started DM’ing a DnD campaign called The Merkabah chronicles.  Here is the Log of that initial session.

It was a pleasant sunrise that awoke the Moss household, deep in the Barony of Hambry. Inhaling the clear, crisp air, Maximilian walked out his father’s house with an important missive to deliver. Just the night before, Donald Moss handed him a rosewood box. Locked within, a precious present for the Regent of Darnagal lay. And with his father’s best wishes, Max set forth on the adventure of a lifetime. (more…)


A long, heartfelt rant. I tossed some news in there too.

I am in the foulest of moods.
I am hungry.
There is a tear in my pants, right next to the seam of my fly, where the zipper is.  Right on top of my left testicle, if you want more accuracy.  These are my nice pants, not my fancy pants -those have a microscopic tear on the ass seam, ready to give at any given moment.
I am hungry.
Ah fuck, i said that already. It is pouring, and i got no cash on me.  This is one of those strange cases where technology works against you and fucks you up the ass.  Good thing: i got paid.  Bad thing: it’s raining and there is not a single fucking ATM near by to get some money.  Ergo, no economical interaction will be undertaken to purchase nourishment for a long time.  Good thing: free office coffee.  Bad thing: i had the last cup about two hours again.  Not my last cup, mind you; THE last cup. The last cup as in, we ran out of free office coffee.  My two coworkers are having pizza in my sup’s office.  I could easily walk in there, roll a successful CHA check, and walk out with a slice of pie.  Fuck that, i owe one of them two dollars from yesterday, when he lent ‘em to me so i could go get some 50 cent sandwiches at the “chino” for lunch.
Sigh.
I’m tired, not just cause i am hungry… rather, tired of this day to day bullshit. (more…)


Hey! Listen!

I will be honest with you: i do not follow the E3.  I don’t think i will start, either, anytime soon.  Mostly because i have leveled DOWN when it comes to gaming… I used to be a Gamer.  Then i used to be an Oldschool Gamer… and now? Well, now I am a Casual Gamer.  Fuck, make that Casual CASUAL Gamer! How Casual, you migth ask? Well… Miyamoto has announced the latest installment of my favorite game franchise, and i still have not finished either Wind Waker, Twilight Princess, Phantom Hourglass or Spirit Tracks!  Crap, come to think about it, the last Zelda game i finished was back in the heyday of the N64, and what some argue has been THE best Zelda Game: Ocarina of Time.  I never really finished Majora’s Mask for a really dumb reason: there was no more Zelda games to be played, and i was torn between going cold turkey or simply putting down the controller, and leaving that window open, and deal with that at a later time… kinda delaying the inevitable.

Now, even though i have not finished a Zelda game since Ocarina, i have played them all (except Spirit Tracks: it sits unopened on my games rack back home) and have really, REALLY enjoyed the limited playtime i invested in them. (more…)



Three Idiots and a Cam.

And here is what you end up with when it’s late at night on a weekday, and you got way too much creativity and an ounce of talent.  I’ve always have heard that boredom is the spark that kindle great ideas… and this was not one of them! Heh… all we did was crack open Niko’s old LEGO box and pretend we had a clue what we were doing.  About two hours later, we ended up with about 20 seconds worth of anything.  Some lengthy credits and some kinda clever editting later, and you get the jewel displayed here.

All in all… i hope you like it! :P



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All you need to do, is follow our spam, er… i mean…  TWITTER feed, and do it in a timely manner.

Follower number 250 gets TWO The Legend of Zelda: Spirit Tracks promotional Key Chains, a BLACK D20 and a random Sketch from yours truly. (more…)


The Chrononaut.

Today a man discovered Time Travel.
He traveled trough time and found his younger self.
He talked to himself.
As weird as it might sound, he was not afraid of his older self.
He told his younger self everything.
And his younger self listened.
He told himself about the good things.
About the bad things.
And about the things that seemingly had no consequence.
He told him about her.
And about her.
And about her, and how she broke his heart.
He told himself the glories and pitfalls of what was to come.
And he listened to himself.
And as he listened to himself, he began to fade.
First, he became translucent. (more…)