Everywhere but Nowhere At Once

Blaaady Hell.....And now the updates in brief on what the hell is going on.

2009-10-07T02:39:00.001-07:00

Bloody hell....I did not managed to update my blog for some while now, and this is in itself a rather severe understatement as my mind thends to stray everywhere whenever I have work to do.

I have never blogged for a while now, as I am distracted by a few things in life;

1) Mafia Wars and Pirates on facebook: Damn my friends as they asked me to help them in making their mafia/pirate crew larger and forcing me (in a sense) to join their other games as well, which I got hooked on, the big two being Mafia Wars and Pirates.

2)Marines, Marines, Marines: I am now painting quite a number of marine stuff, most of them either being nice models in itself, or I made them to be nice models via an ingenious blend of kit-bashing, subtle but significant conversions, and outright bombastic painting. So far I am forming them based upon a weird mix of Scottish Highlanders and Knights Templars.

3)College: YES.....I IS BACK! And finally I got something to do. However to my disappointment, I did my work and studying in what some people call as unusually fast and efficient manner, and now I am kinda stuck in the same situation as when I was lazing around doing practically nothing. On another note, I am also trying my best to get myself overseas within the next fall.

4)Rekindling of an old flame: After a hella long time, I finally am able to watch anime again. The primary reason for this? To Aru Kagaku no Railgun is finally out (after god knows how long) and several other anime stuff that I wanna watch (the list of it and the comments about it will be elaborated upon in another post). I just hoped that I do not burn myself out again like the last time.....:P

Yea, I will have a lot to talk about within the next few days, in addition to updating some of the old crap that I talked about like some while ago.

Over and out.

My First Surgery: part 1

2009-08-09T06:51:00.000-07:00

Just two weeks and the half weeks ago, I had a surgery on my palm to remove my Ganglion cyst (if you do not know what is that, search it on Google or something). So I guess I should speak up about it for the sake of it.

For a year, I noticed this weird bump on my right palm, which has the unique property to move whenever I move my fourth finger. With that I thought it was a bone growth or something. but as the months goes by, it becomes more and more noticeable and thus I showed it to my dad and asked him about checking it out. He agreed to it and he will inform me about when we are going to the checkup. If I were to know then that that checkup would also mean doing the surgery on the same day, I would not even asked for the checkup and let it fester a little while longer.

So back to the operation, my dad's chauffeur picked me up form my house and bring me all the way to the Pantai Medical Center in Cheras for a checkup, which i find it odd, as why do I need to travel that far to get a checkup. When I met my dad there, he told me that once the checkup is done, I will be undergoing surgery right away, which kinda shocked me at the spot, as I am not expecting myself to be cut up that instant. But nonetheless, I managed to cool down quite instantaneously and then waited my turn for the doctor to see my condition. Surprisingly, when I met the doctor, he just looked at it and asked me to move my finger, wrote a few things, and say that it is a ganglion cyst at my tendon in like 30 seconds. He then asked his assistant to bring us to a ward to wait for further procedures.

As we walked to the room, my dad then said that he is also going on the table to get a cyst of his backbone, and immediately I realized that my first surgery is also my first 'tag' surgery (if that even counts at all). As we waited in the ward, and eating their tasteless food, I wonder how will things turn out. Then, as if the gods themselves just listened to me, two nurses then talked to my dad and I about allergies and stuff like that. The nurse then asked if the bump is on my left arm, and I told her that it is on my right palm and showed it to her. To my horror, she then showed me that apparently the report says that I am to be operated on my left palm. Thankfully, the nurse say not to worry and she went out and contacted the immediate parties to clear up the mess of the whole thing. My dad then suddenly came up with a joke that what happened if the blunder is that both my dad's and my surgery are mixed up, and we both laughed at the joke because it is both funny but yet it could happened.

Later on, I was led to the Ultrasound room, and the female doctor then asked me to show her the palm that had the bump on it, and as she checked, I decided to move my finger and that startled her a little. But after that, it is down to business and she made the measurements and the likes. Immediately after that I am to go into the X-ray room to get my arm X-Rayed. Before they X-rayed my arm, the put this heavy piece of cloth on my private region and say please hold on to that with my other arm so that it does not slip off and the radiation causing harm to it. In my mind, I screamed out "HOLY SHIT!" and I grabbed on to th thing firmly as they go through the x-ray procedures.

Once I got back to the ward, I saw my dad is being suited up for his surgery and within a few minutes he if off to his surgery. So I waited in the ward alone for a few minutes before the nurse came in and asked me to prepare for the operation. With that, I followed their instruction and prepared myself for my first operation. They then asked me to lie down on one of those hospital stretchers and pulled me out of the room. As I entered into the operating room and all that, I realized that it is an extremely surreal experience as it is so tranquil. The other thing I noticed is that the operating room is freaking cold, and it feels like my balls is about to freeze.

The surgeon then asked me if I want to be put to sleep or not, and I just answered that it is my first surgery, and then they said "Well, we will put you to sleep then". As I felt the syringe being inserted into my palm, I can hear these few lines before I got knocked out; "We are now injecting the Painkiller and the anesthesia into you, and you will fall asl...". Yeap, that's how good that anesthesia is.

Once I regained consciousness, one of the nurses said that the operation is a success, and she then showed me the cyst that is within my palm. I must say that it is one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen in my life for it is a small but perfectly translucent orb (of course some of my flesh is attached to it, but the thing is still a perfect orb). I then asked the nurse if I could keep it, but then she said that it needs to go under a few tests. I then say to myself; damn, there goes the chance to make it into a necklace for myself.

As they brought me back to the ward, I can see that my dad is already dressing up, ready to leave. My dad then say that both of us are cleared to leave the hospital and he asked me to get dressed. As I dressed myself, I realized that for some reason the simple job of getting myself dressed just got significantly longer. So with that we got out of the hospital and he asked his chauffeur to drive me home while his other one took him back. As soon as I got back home, I just felt so tired, and I decided to just drop dead on my bed.

To my chagrin, that rest is but the calm before the storm for the days ahead will be a bitchy one. That is a tale for another time, which I will continue tomorrow.

Some amazing models from Anima model lines

2009-08-07T12:59:00.000-07:00

While I was at the local LGS today hanging around for nuts, the LGS (Local Gaming Store) owner asked of anyone is interested in the Anima line of models, and a few of them the confirmed their orders with the LGS owner. Wondering what on earth that is, I then asked the LGS owner of the "Anima" model line, and he described to me that the models are quite "Final Fantasy"-looking.

Later on, when I was hanging with my friends and the LGS owner, one of the LGS owner's friends then came and the LGS owner then transferred some pics into his friend's laptop. The LGS owner then asked me to look at it, and suffice to say I am impressed by the range itself.

True to the LGS's word, quite a number of the models came out from the pages of Japanese fantasy settings, but some models strike me as being more impressive than others.

SOme of the examples are shown here;

Seeing this, I believe that I would order some of the models for my own enjoyment, to be either put as a collection, or to be used as my characters in my Roleplaying games.

Over and out.

Obama is in the Porno industry!

2009-07-27T10:02:00.000-07:00

Damn, I just was surfing around the porno sites for the hell of it, and discovered a few truly bizzare things about Obama.

Dayum...........Head of State?

And it just gotten worse. There's now even a Hentai about Obama, CLinton, and Taro Aso.

Yeah, those people are (from the left) Hilary Clinton, Obama, and Joe Biden. And the Japanese dude is the Japanese Prime Minister, Taro Aso.Bloody hell....I think it is better that I just show the last pic of the hentai to make my point come across.

It seems that Rule 34 and Rule 35 also extends to this kind of things.....over and out.

Prophetic Relics Campaign - The Romance of the 5 Kingdoms Continues

2009-07-26T06:08:00.000-07:00

Alright, the new installment of the campaign is finally here. On last Friday, we decided to complete the 5th and 6th turn of the campaign and for Saturday, we went about our 7th and 8th round. There are quite a few funny moments and some very epic moments in the 5th-8th turn of the campaign.

To no surprise of mine, my special rule of being forced to fight a force on the battlefield less my lord turns into a spawn is triggered the previous turn, and now the time is ticking for my lord to fight a battle. So with that, I began to go about playing the 5th turn of the campaign.

Year of the Wailing Banshees

The Slaanesh Warhost led by Lord Rhazghal the Jaded razed a few key Lizardmen Kingdom settlements to the East. The Lizardmen forces fortified themselves at their home city of Nan'ketp for a possible last stand.

For this turn, I decided to play around with my army and split my forces into a primary banner, which houses the primary units and heavy hitters of my army and a secondary banner, which is far weaker and smaller and decided to go into Lizardmen territory to play the role of the marauding barbarians. Apparently , his primary territories have some kind of rule that forces me to roll a 4+ to enter into his territory, which I did with relative ease. After ntering I proceed to go and raze a fort. The intrusion into his territories in such a way also serves the purpose in the long run that he will be restricted economically for the next few turns.

Year of the Blazing Phoenix

The huge Lizardmen Warhost led by Lord Kodok N'gor assaulted a shocked Slaanesh Warband which fled without even thinking of putting up a fight. The Slaanesh settlement of Estatica was on the brink of being razed by the rampaging Lizardmen forces, but was saved at the very last hour through a mysterious mist which had hindered the Lizardmen's plans.

For the 6th turn, I went about razing two more settlements before the Lizardmen decided that enough is enough and went about fighting my far weaker banner. Seeing that I am outnumbered 2 to 1, I decided to flee the battle scene, losing several units of mine in the process. The Lizardmen player then decided that he should raze one of my settlement to make things even, but unfortunately for him he had the misfortune of rolling the "Mysterious fog" event which severely hampers his movements.

It was around this turn that the Vampire Counts offered me a deal I can't refuse; he will help prevent my lord turning into a Chaos Spawn by asking me to pay him money which will be used to allow him to make enough cannon fodder to fulfill my requirement for a battle. I then “commissioned” him to build me the said army in return for me to send in my own cannon fodder banner for him to whack later on.

As for the other players, they did nothing much for the two turns, but nevertheless, the Skavens are now sending in more and more mining parties to explore the special location known as the 'Abandoned Mines", amassing quite a lot of treasure and also losing quite a number of their troops in the tunnels for those said treasure. The Dwarves and the Skaven then made a deal that they will each have alternate turns in the mines to get their chance at getting easy money.

Year of the Troubled Pegasus

Lord Dmitri Stragovich was furious that his Skaven Kingdom ally in the North had collaborated with the arrogant Dwarven Kingdom in mining operations at the Abandoned Mines. War with the Sylvanian Vampiric Kingdom was averted at the very last minute when the Skaven Kingdom of Breto-Skavia immediately sent a treasure chest filled to the brim with gold coins to appease the angry Vampiric Lord and to apologise for their naive ignorance.

This turn proves to be quite hilarious for us, as the Vampire Counts player decided to truly print out a letter to the Skaven player telling him of his displeasure of the collaboration between him and the Dwarf player in exploiting the mine. With the threat of war by the undead horde, the Skaven player is forced to abdicate the economic alliance with the Dwarves and decided to pay the Vampire Lord player cash to say that he does not want war. With that, the Vampire Counts player decided that that should teach them a lesson and leave the Skavens alone to explore the mines.

As for the Dwarves, they decided to play around with the Ancient Ruins, and even though the Dwarves managed to get quite a number of gold coins, but nevertheless 2 of their characters died in the mines, along with a few of their units (to the chagrin of the Dwarves, who had lost their lord in the Lizardmen-Dwarven Wars).
The Lizardmen intimidated the Skavens away from the mines, and then they entered into the mine, only to find themselves being hunted down by a Medusa. From an expedition party of a skink priest and 20 Skinks, the party emerged with a half-dead skink priest and 5 skinks.

It was this turn that the cannon fodder banner that I commissioned the Vampire Counts to build is completed. I was very pleased with it for now I need not worry was very pleased with it for now I need not about my lord turning into a spawn.

Year of the Singing Cockatrice

Unexpected peace filled the realms. Only a year ago, was the entire realms on the brink of multiple wars. Lizardmen and Dwarven Kingdoms started rebuilding their razed settlements in the aftermath.

For this turn, nothing eventful happened for most of the players, as the Skavens went back to explore the mine, and the Dwarven and the Lizardmen rebuild their razed settlements little by little.

But for me, it is a very eventful turn, as I am about to fight the cannon fodder banner with everything I have. But then, both the Vampire Counts and myself realized that the battle will be very stupid, (with my full might versus his stupidly weak and retarded banner) and we counted it as my victory as a way to speed things up.

I was then allowed to enter a special location known as the Oracle’s Temple, and to everyone’s amusement, save for the dwarves, apparently there is a Tome of Knowledge directly in the capital of the Dwarves. The Campaign Organizer then said to us that if it were to be a very valuable item that can change the course of the game, even he would march himself across hostile territory to take the Dwarven capital to get the item. But since it is a Tome of Knowledge, which is not a very important item, I opt to forgo it for the moment to focus on the more important things in the campaign.

With that, the 8th turn of the campaign ended, and we will have to see what next week has in stall for us for the campaign.

Prophetic Relics Campaign - The Early Years

2009-07-21T00:04:00.000-07:00

Alright I will begin blogging about a Fantasy campaign that I entered in, where I am one of the kingdoms (As the Slaaneshi Warhost) in the campaign alongside the Skavens, Lizardmen, Dwarves and the Vampire Counts.

The narrative for the campaign is as follow;

Year of the Rampaging Dragons

It was a time of great darkness. Slaanesh, the God of Pleasure has gained an overwhelming control over the Kingdoms of Men, with the help of the ancient Vampire Counts. The Old Empire lay in flames while the gigantic Skaven Warhost had overrun Bretonnia. The Dwarven armies had fortified themselves in their mighty fortresses after the fall of the Elven and Human Kingdoms. Rumours have it that even the ancient Army of the Light, the Lizardmen had been corrupted by the forces of darkness and evil.

5 Kingdoms remain and each sought the Prophetic Relics of the Ancient to fulfill the ancient prophecy of supremacy.

And with that, we begin our long anticipated campaign for Warhammer Fantasy.

Before we begin , we must roll and see what our lands will provide us, and unfortunately for the rest and fortunately for me, I rolled a prodigious amount of cities, villages, towns and mines that will allow me economically and also militarily dominate the rest in the campaign. To make matters worse,I also rolled a fortress at one of the more strategic points of the map for me. The fortress will allow me to harass the Lizardmen if they ever dare outreached themselves, and also forces the Vampire counts to think twice before they invade my secondary fortress.

However, once that is done, all but the Campaign Organizer then discovered that each one of our factions have our own special rules that will allow us to play our campaign more fluidly and also more narratively. For my Slaaneshi Faction, I have a few things I can and can't do;

1)The Call of Slaanesh: This rules allows me to have a small group of reinforcements coming in every turn, which I can then bolster with my own economic resources

2)All Slaaneshi forces can cross hills and mountains without any movement penalties.

3)The gaze of Slaanesh: Once my forces reached 4000 pts or more, I must attack and win my battles within 5 turns. If not my Lord will be turned into a Chaos Spawn.

4)I can only ally with the force that are of evil alignment: This means I can never ally myself with the Lizardmen and Dwarves, but instead can ally myself with the Skavens and Vampire Counts.

5)I am not allowed to build towns and the likes, but I can go about capturing towns and cities.

So with that, the conditions of the campaign for my faction means that I will tend to be the rapidly, expanding aggressor. So with that, we go about playing our campaign.

The Map: This is how we started off. I am at the top left hand corner (look at my pretty purple castle and volcanic grounds! :P), while the Vampire Count's territories are opposite mine (at the upper right hand corner), the Lizardmen are in the middle, the Dawrves at the lower left corner and finally the skavens at the lower right corner.

PS:Those buildings near the center are not in the game yet, as those things will only come out when our factions all explore aorund the map for resources and the likes. IN addition, we got this random event thing before the campaign started and there are new hexes added on to the map.

When the first turn started, I managed to get a faction yearly random event of having a bountiful harvest on my territories and thus I managed to outproduce everyone in terms of economic production. In addition, I can potentially make new armies every 2 turn with the vast amount of settlements that I managed to roll for my territories. Everyone's eyes is upon me as they now can not even fathom harassing me every turn like they planned to as my forces can beat them in a war of attrition. So they will have to do with squabbling among themselves.

The narrative of the first turn best sums up the first turn for all of us;

Year of the Waking Wyverns
Skaven forces recovered the fabled mighty ring "Storm Daemon" from the bloodied battlefields where the mighty Knightly Bretonnian forces had fallen to the rampaging Skaven Hordes. The Skaven Kingdom were further boosted with the discovery of another ancient Skaven magical ring, the "Ring of Darkness"

The Kingdoms of Vampire Counts, Chaos Slaanesh and Lizardmen pillaged the ruins of former civilisations for treasures.

The Rulers of the Lizardmen and Skaven Kingdoms paid homage to the great Kingdom of Vampire Counts. The wise Lizardmen ruler, Lord Kodok N'gor anticipates an even greater threat from the ever growing Slaanesh forces to the East and with the Dwarven Kingdom making rapid encroachment into its territories from the North, decided that having the friendship of the ancient Vampiric Lords was not such a bad idea afterall. The Skaven council, knowing that the victorious war against the Bretonnians had greatly weakened their armies, decided that the threat of the Dwarfs at the North were far greater than the Vampiric Lords at the South. It didn't take long before a Skaven envoy was sent to the Kingdom of Vampire Counts to pay homage.

The Skaven forces managed to crop up a lot of their magical items even though they are the poorest faction in the campaign while the rest of us go about sucking more money which in my case it does not really matter, but for the rest it is very important.

The Skaven faction and the Lizardmen faction decided to have some sort of parley with the Vampire Counts as both their factions are not as strong as my faction or the dwarves for the moment.

So with that, the first turn and the first week of the campaign passed by. With that we went about the second turn and third turn the week after;

Year of the Screeching Griffons
Skaven forces recovers a piece of their Prophetic Relic, the Bronzed Staff.

The Kingdoms of Vampire Counts and Chaos Slaanesh extended their territorial borders.

Tensions of another war flare up across the Dwarven-Lizardmen Kingdom Borders causing thousands of war-torn settlers to flee yet again.

Year of the Hissing Hydras
Dwarven and Lizardmen forces amass along the borders of their Kingdoms. War was inevitable.

In this turn, the Skaven forces find, yet again, a item, but an item that put the skave faction in the lead in terms of finding their Prophetic relic. For the Vampire Counts and my faction, we have nothing special happening to us.

But the most interesting thing for the second turn is that the Dwarven forces and the Lizardmen forces went about escalating the war in such a way that it looks like war is inevitable. The escalation went to such an extend that somehow they are putting their armies at the borders of their territories.

Due to the fact that we surprisingly gottime for a fourth turn right after the second and third turn is over, we decided to went about the fourth turn to speed things up;

Year of the Marauding Manticores

Both the Dwarven and Lizardmen Armies laid waste to several settlements along their Kingdom borders. Two Dwarven cities, Karak White Walls and Dwarven Munich were razed to the ground, while two Lizardmen villages were razed beyond recognition.

The Lizardmen Warhost led by Lord Kodok N'gor defeated the mighty Dwarven Warhost at the razed city of Karak White Walls. The Dwarven King was mortally wounded in the epic Battle of White Walls.

Fortunately for the Dwarfs, the incoming Winter and the possible invasion by Slaanesh forces forced the victorious rampaging Lizardmen Warhost to withdraw back to their own Kingdom.

The discovery of 2 rare and priceless Tome of Knowledge allows the Vampiric Lord, Lord Dmitri Stragovich to boost his already powerful spellcasting abilities.

For the Vampire Counts, for their exploration phase, he managed to roll the "Discovery of Tome of Knowledge" twice, which allows him to level up his character and make him more powerful.

The highlight of the turn is the fact that the Lizardmen and also the Dwarven players are hellbent on being genocidal to each other, and they razed the settlements of their opponents whenever they have the chance, and creating what is essentially a "No-man's Land" before they proceed to kill each other. After a gruelling 5-hour fight on the table which they did the next day on last Sunday(When armies meet they must fight it out on the tabletop, so they literally have to play their battles), the Lizardmen came out vicotirous and slaughtered 70% of the dwarven force and the Dwarven Lord is killed. However, the Lizardmen the realized that I could invade his territories once he is weak (which i would if given the chance) and decided to retreat back to his capital.

Here you can see that I am taking up the entire Western corner, while the vampires have taken the entire Eastern Corner, with both of us sharing equal territories on the North.

At the Southwest corner you can see several purple tiles on the settlements there, which signified that they are literally razed to the ground. For some reason that territory reminds me of the Russian Front during World War II, as the "Scorched Earth" policies of both sides and the brutality of the conflict is replicated to a sense here.

So with that we will be waiting or this week for the campaign to go about its fifth turn and go about playing this campaign which is shaping out to be a rather brutal campaign.

Daemon Prince of Khorne

2009-07-19T07:05:00.000-07:00

This most challenging project o mine to date comes from the fact that my friend wanted a very formidable Daemon Prince, and he then asked me to go about doing this. His specifications for the project is that

1)It should look good - He wants it to have more muscle and also a more dynamic pose. IN addition he wants a very good paint job.

2)It must show that it is capable of flight, even if it is in the most unnatural way - HE asked me to sculpt the wing, instead of using a normal wing which I suggested to him. He says that the normal wings are too big.

3)A way to show that it is marked - Again he wants it in a more spectacular way, he wants something that shows that it IS a Daemon Prince of Khorne.

4)He wants something dead under the base - He specifically say Space Marine, but what kind of Chapter he leave it to me. I decided to use Ultramarines, the Most common Space Marine CHapter in the Galaxy (rolling my eyes even as I type this out.

With all these requirement, I knew that it will cost him a hell load of money,which I then told my friend that it is unwise to ask of these when he is paying me o do it. He then did the thing that caused me to shake my head; he say that he is willing to pay the price for it and he chunk i on my hand and went off. So with that, I say I will give him an estimate once I ca get the cost of the materials.

So after some while, wile accumulating the materials, I assumed that it should be around RM250 or so and I send him the message, which to his utter surprise is crazy expensive. I then say if you cannot pay it in cash (which I prefer btw), he will have to give me stuff that is equivalent to that price of RM250. He then say that h could give m a Land Raider along with assorted accessories. With that, I agree to his proposal and went on merry way getting the materials and making the Daemon Prince.

But as it goes on, I realized that the cost of the items alone is very, very formidable and even I am amazed by the fact that the factor of the man-hours spend making this is not included in. With that I went about calculating and come to a concusio; this commission is worth RM400. And thus with this rate, I then consulted a friend of mine who is experienced in doing commissions for people. He explained to me that in the rate tht I am going, I can literally give my friend/client a free paintjob for the cash is now basically there to cover back the cost of my materials and stuff.

SO with that I broke tenews to my friend/client and he is rather shocked that the work is worth RM400, as he is expecting RM80 (which is stupid in itself, as the model is already worth RM 125 or so. My client and I he sorted out with each other as to how the payment will go about, for if he dos not pay me I got every right to keep the model for myself. We finally agreed that for the job done on the Daemon Prince, he will give me a Land Raider, some model accessories, a Fantasy movement Tray and RM150 for the commission.

SO after much trouble, I managed to finish the model and currently I am awaiting payment from my friend/client. SO without further ado, here are the pics for the model.

Horrifying Night.

2009-07-11T17:27:00.000-07:00

My worst fears have caught up with me again, and this time in a rather debilitating way.

I do not remember it, but yesterday night at an eatery, my friend said that a butterfly sneaked up on me and started to chase me. Now this would be nothing to you, but I got a very severe case of Lepidopterophobia , the fear of the butterfly family (which includes moths). According to my friends, I apparently suffered a severe panic attack and started screaming and running like a man possessed and scared a lot of people, before my friends managed to take hod of me, took three of them to hold me down (each one taller and more stronger than I am) and was mentally paralyzed with fear, muttering intelligible words and my eyes are twitching with tears. Soon after I fell into unconsciousness and before I knew it, I realized I was facing upwards in the back seat of the car, with my legs jutting out from the car. When I rise up I can feel that my heart is still pounding like a jackhammer, and my hands and body is trembling from the aftershock. My friend was outside the car, and I asked him what happened (Which he then promptly told me the story). I was out for 3+ hours from the trauma.

I am never able to remember any of my incidents with butterflies and moths, as my mind somewhat erased them. People will have to fill in for me, and I have to use my imagination to image how I behaved and stuff.

Officially this is the worst attack from my phobia that I ever had and I realized that this will interfere with my life, so I will be seeking psychological help for this.

PS: As of this moment, my body is still trembling and my heart is still pounding from the trauma, 2 1/2 hours since I woke up.

Death of the King of Pop

2009-06-26T02:27:00.000-07:00

Well, today, I just got a news from my sis that one of her most favourite idols, and also one of the most beloved and controversial characters in our modern history just passed away. Who am I talking about? This guy;

To be honest, I am rather sad that he is dead, but as they say death does not discriminate, nor wait for anyone. Even though his later life is plague by the allegations that he engaged in sexual activities with little boys in his Neverland estate,but one can not deny the fact that he is quite responsible for some of the most iconic songs in pop culture and also one of the driving force behind the MTV generation boom in the 80's. I mean he is the first African-American entertainer to amass a strong crossover following on MTV. The popularity of his music videos airing on MTV, such as "Beat It", "Billie Jean" and Thriller—credited for transforming the music video into an art form and a promotional tool—helped bring the relatively new channel to fame. So if it were not for him, most of the MTV fans (Which I am not) will not even get their MTV. I respected him more for the fact that Jackson had a notable impact on music and culture throughout the world. He broke down racial barriers, transformed the art of the music video and paved the way for modern pop music in his own country

In addition, he is also the person who perfected the moonwalk and perhaps its most important avatar, which caused the world to moonwalk. Most of us would have to admit that once in their lifetime, they want to moonwalk because of MJ here.

Now that MJ is dead, we now lose a pop idol that had rocked our world for over 40 decades, and it is time that the MJ-haters tke this advice from MJ.

Fun times with a Magic 8-Ball

2009-06-21T00:48:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, I went to a friend's birthday party, along with a few of my friends who are also invited (They are Zen and CY, and yeah this is their real nicknames). As we went about sitting around and eating, Zen spotted something very intriguing, and when he picked it up, it is a Magic 8-Ball. Since we got nothing better else to do, both Zen and I started to play around with the ball with very interesting results.

1)It confirmed that there will be a Skynet that will wage war against humanity, and there will be one named John Connor that will save our asses. Very interesting answer as it is soo similar with the plot of terminator.

2) We asked about our future partners, and our kids with very hilarious results (such as my Redhead, blue-eyed Russian lingerie model and actress that loves kinky sex and will make me very tired whenever she puts her sexual needs on me, and also that I will have a gay son who will be the anti-christ, and a lesbian daughter that will be with Zen's lesbian daughter)

3) We found out that the ball is a demon disguised as god, who is androgynous.

Suffice to say, we played with it for the next 2 hours, and we had lots of laughs and stuff like that. en in particular is obsessed with that ball as he never played with the magic 8-ball before.

Sorairo Days - Jazz version?

2009-06-20T09:20:00.000-07:00

An interesting find on Youtube just the other day, and suffice to say the fact that it is a jazz rendition of one of the the most interesting songs I come across in years makes this a truly interesting piece.

PS: I have a feeling that this sounds like an intro to a Night-Time talk show or something.But no matter, sounds nice.

My Trip to the Whorehouse

2009-06-19T16:20:00.000-07:00

Whenever someone speaks about going to a brothel one can feel that weird feeling of mystique but yet abhorrence for the place, as it is a place where carnal desires can be fulfilled with women of your choosing for a fee.Some might call it the world's oldest profession, but some might just call it entertainment for themselves. Well, just a few hours ago, I finally am able to experience what some would call, an 'exotic' trip to the brothel.

Well, to be exact, I did not go there by myself.

While hanging out with a bunch of my much older friends (whom I will refer to as Mr.A,Mr.B,and Mr.C for protection of their identity) in Damansara Jaya, B had the urge to 'let go' and the others say that they will accompany him for the sake of it, and while they are at it, they may just take a girl to just have some fun times with. Of course, being a person who had never been to such places, I am always curious about the brothel, as it is somewhat interesting o now that there is a place where humans can fornicate in a place with others doing the exact same thing in the room next to you. So I kinda blurted out (with every indirect intention to see what this place looks like, without doing it at all) "Sooner or later I might have to go to those kind of places so I think I want to flow you guys to see what's up". This is the part where some of you will say, "Are you fucking nuts?" or for the guys "Damn, you need to nail one of them hoes", but I am there more or less as an observer, which one of my other friends, Mr. C have explicitly said that I should do, since he say that to take a whore, you need to do so with your own courage. These bunch of guys are not the pushy of guys, and even as said I want to follow them, they actually said that if I am not ready I should not follow as these kind of things are serious matters and I should be of great mental fortitude to go. I said I know the consequences, and I would still follow them. With that, they took me along with them.

In many ways, I thank them for being the mature people that they are, not being all macho about their sexual prowess like most I have seen, and they understood how things like this changes a person.

So hitching a ride on A's car, we all go on this very surreal road trip (for me that is)to this very brothel which is in the heart of KL. As I looked around, I can feel that my heart is pounding like a jackhammer, for this is uncharted territory for me,and amongst friends my age, I am like the first one who will be going to a brothel (not that I am proud of it, just a heightened sense of things). As we approached the area, I can see several tattooed guys with multiple piercings who went about inspecting us, and with a cool I never seen before in my life, Mr. A said that they want to go to the 17th floor of this particular building, which I assumed (correctly) that it is the place of this brothel. We went into the parking lot of the building, and Mr. A stopped right in front of what looked like the lobby of this building, which is actually an apartment (a high-lass one at that). Mr C then explained to me that the reason why the brothel is stationed here is because it will be less likely to be raided by the police for stuff like prostitution.

Mr. C and I then got out from our car, and as Mr.A's car went to search for parking (with Mr.B in tow) both Mr.C and I went in the lobby and proceeded to wait for the elevator to bring us up to the place. As we waited, I wonder if I am even sane to just go into a brothel and not take a woman. Surely these people will ask me to take one of their products and do it. But then Mr.C can read me, and he said that this particular brothel has a very unique system for their customers; they can sit around and do nothing but to drink tea or alcohol while watching television, or surf the net if you do not fancy the fucking, and will not force you to do it. With that being the case, I somewhat relaxed a little, but not enough to ease the adrenaline rush in my hart and mind. The elevator the reached our floor, and we entered into the elevator, which is manned by a guy who looks like an Ah Beng (Best analogy would be a redneck or a chav). With that, we ascended to the place that would be my fist contact with this otherworldly place.

As I arrived at the floor with Mr.C, we walked out from he elevator and following Mr.C, I entered into this whorehouse. To my utter surprise, it actually looked like a spa, and would pass out as one with their waiting area, if my mind is not telling me that this is a whore house/brothel/fuckhouse/etc. So with that I sat down iMr. C, and then a very old Chinese lad then served us some warm Chinese Tea. Soon after, Mr.A and Mr.B joined us, and together we waited for the girls to show themselves.

As I was sitting there I am experiencing a war of morality; On one hand I should control myself and watch his as a upright person, but on the other hand I had this carnal desire to feel a woman's flesh, and this clash of morality in itself caused me to have this sort of adrenaline rush. My arms are trembling as picked up the glass to take a sip of Chinese Tea. As we talked on about some things, the first bunch of prostitutes then entered into the room. A lot of us winced as the prostitutes are ugly, and had no redeeming features safe for their oversized breast and giggles (Which I find very disturbing for one with their appearance). The pimp then pointed out these women, ans asked if anyone of these women suited our fancy. We politely say no, and the women then disappeared.

I then asked Mr.C a hypothetical situation; what happens if I suddenly want to fuck? M. C then said that he will pay for my first one. Then following that question, I realized something; I don't have a condom. Before I even started thinking about any STDs, Mr.B andMr.C then say that all the prostitutes are armed with condoms and will provide me with one if I have none, and if they really fancy me, they will do so without any condom. I shudder at the though of doing it bare with these women, who gods know fucked what.Then we got interrupted, and another bunch of them came in, and just like before, they are politely pushed aside by us.

Another few minutes would pass before the third 'wave' came in, and to m utter surprise there is but one woman. She looks relatively sweet and nice, and I have to say that she is well-endowed. She is wearing a black dress, and she is carrying a black bag. For an instant I feel that she is a very attractive person and as one would joke, will fail my morale and go for her. But then for some reason, there is something inside me that say "no". Then seeing that the others also politely rejected her, I also did the same and she went about her merry way out from our view.

Mr. C then decided that he is bored and went about surfing the web in the brothel and Mr. A proceeded to watch the television, and in many ways I find these acts very unnatural for the fact that these activities are not supposed to be done in a brothel. This to me, feels very surreal, as this makes the brothel a much more casual place to hang out like a coffee house, or some restaurant. But yet, I can also see that the prostitutes are parading themselves for their prospective clients,some looking rather shy of showing their assets while others showed them with quite some bravado (of course no striptease) which makes this place look more like something I dreamed up rather than being in the fabrics of reality. Reality is truly more bizarre than fiction.

So, without anything to say, both Mr.B and I went about waiting to see what else comes our way. While then, we saw that some of the prostitutes found customers that fancied them and they went upstairs to do their trade. Unfortunately, the prettiest of the last batch of the night was taken by another customer (and by pretty it is not that she is naturally pretty, just that she looked better than the rest), and with nothing fuckable in sight, Mr.B then decides to go back home and go on to fight another day. So I guess, even in brothels, guys don't get lucky just like that.

As we rode back home, Mr.C the says that tonight it is a rather slow night and also the picks are severely limited. They then talked about the choices for the night, which I hen proceeded to to speak out my mind, and told them that the single girl in the black dress looked like the best of th lot. Mr.A and Mr.B agreed with me that she is the best of the lot, but like myself, they found her as lacking something. Mr.C then said that if I we to go for her, it would not be the wisest choice, and he said that this is just my first trip, and I will soon see that there are finer women to pick from. Within a few minutes, we reached the Damansara Jaya area, and we bid each other farewell, before going our respective ways.

So in the end, my friend did not manage to get his 'fix' tonight, while I am now very much interested to go back again to this very mysterious world, and perhaps will indulge in the sins of the flesh. But that is a tale for another time, for the pages for that tale is not written yet in black and white.

Hate to Love, Love to Hate

2009-06-15T23:37:00.000-07:00

Alright, let me state something before I enter into this particular post for today. I do not hate people unless they did some wrong to me or did me wrong. But sometimes, when you meet someone that always push your buttons no matter what they do, i gets very annoying and infuriating.

This is exactly what happens when I always meet this 'friend' of mine, or to be honest, a reluctant friend. By reluctant, I meant I am reluctant on my part to befriend this friend, but I decided to tolerate with my gritting teeth for the sake of my other friends. I will be calling him "Espresso" in this post, as I prefer not to disclose who this guy is, and also the fact that he tends to use extreme hand gestures like he is high on some Espresso coffee.

Alright, I know Espresso in high school in a sense, and even then I always find him as a seriously awkward individual. During my two years in Form 2 and Form 3 (which is akin to me being in Junior High in the west), whenever I am waiting outside my class for the Muslim morning prayers to be done by the Muslim students, he is always, and I mean staring at me, from his class, which is right next door. And when he stares, he looks like he goading you to fight him or something, and personally I feel very much annoyed by him and also wondering what the fuck is wrong with Mr. Espresso.

After that two years, I never really saw him again until last year. It was during this time that I found back my good o' friends from high school that I am very fond of or at least feel comfortable with, and to my utter surprise they know each other. The joys of not having to find your fiends in bunches. So I started to hang out with them again and try to establish some contact with this bunch of friends. As we talked on, one of my friend, who I will address in this article as Ace, then says that the manner that I speak is similar to Espresso. I then asked who the hell is Espresso, and they tried telling me who this guy is, but unfortunately I failed to imagine this person in my mind. So they then decided that we should hang out again some time with Espresso in tow. I say I am cool with it and they went about planning this particular meeting. In retrospect, if I knew who Espresso is then, I would not have agreed at all. However that time, I am oblivious to the whole thing.

So after some while, we hung out again and this time we are waiting for Espresso in a shopping mall (I do not recall which one), and then when Espresso shows himself, we both muttered at the same time; "Yeah, I know him". For me, I tend to pick out personality quirks and stuff of people that on the first meeting with anyone, but reserved my judgment unless asked to speak about it, and I prefer it that way as I do not want a self-fulfilling prophecy on my hands. So, during that time that we hang out together, I already can see that he will be a very awkward person to engage a conversation with and also he has a, shall we say, obtrusive and also intrusive personality.

The thing about Espresso is that for some reason, he always has a way to bite into my ass, either by the way he conveyed himself as an individual or the way he ignorantly tried to prove that he is all that better than anyone and more knowledgeable than the rest of us and using random crap to support it. For some reason he always tend to pick on Ace in an indirect way, and I believed, at that time that is the thing that irked me the most. Thus with better and more coherent logic, I talked to Espresso to the extend that he went silent. But somehow,that meeting did not end up badly or anything, and thanks to my tact we managed to make it pleasant for everyone present.

We hung out a few times more (sometimes as a group, 2-3 times it will be just Espresso and I (and even the he calls me, I never call him)), and the more I see it the more I noticed that Espresso only talks about three things when he is around us (my topics varies slightly from the rest, but essentially two out of three of these topics are the same for everyone of us)which can be put into an exact order when it comes to importance and frequency; foosball, liquor (this one is exclusively the topic he talks to me about), women (the way he conveys them is a little shallow in my honest opinion, though he did mention a little about personality but not much), and movies (this is for the other dudes). And every time, he will kinda force his way into any conversation that we ware making about anything besides those topics of his and pulls us back to his topics.

After some while I decided to ask the rest a very big question (0f course, without Espresso around); how can you even tolerate that guy? Then I got the most surprising answer; no one can.

For Ace, he says that he is quite intimidated by Espresso, For another friend whom I will call Lanky, he says that he is way too clingy but Espresso is not so bad now, and for another friend who I will call Art, he says he fails to engage to him in anyway whatsoever. However, they all say that when he is in a group, he is not so bad a guy, which I have to admit it myself. However, with the exception of Lanky, none of them would call him to hang out by their honest self. I the asked them how the hell did they even befriended Espresso if they don't liked him that much. Each one of them then told me they knew Espresso in their different ways, Ace knows Espresso via basketball, Lanky and Espresso are in the same class but Lanky hated Espresso a lot until Ace asked Lanky to tolerate Espresso and then they became friends (classic hate becomes friendship scenario) and Art just knows Espresso thanks to the other guys.

Lanky then told me that he tries to make Espresso a better individual so that his nature will not bite him in the ass, and the others somewhat agree to an extend. But then they said something very surprising to me about my role in this whole dynamics of things; that somehow when I am around he talks less shit. They the told me that because of my blunt and no-nonsense attitude that I always had, I always am keeping a leash on Espresso when he talks. But they did say that among all of them, I seem to be the one most annoyed by the presence of Espresso to the extend that I become very antagonistic. Personally, I say that I honestly just do not like his shit and that's it. I mean, Espresso does have his own good points, but somehow his bad points is tipping the scale.

So with that, I do feel a little bad about my relationship with him, but whenever I try to be nice, he went about and push my buttons, and it just gets bitching annoying. So usually I tend not to meet him these days, unless the others called him in, and even then, I will try to tolerate his presence, albeit grudgingly. I do not know about the rest, but I sure find it very hard to tolerate him.

So in conclusion, I have to say that somehow for the worse (no better days for him and me), I have to endure his blighted presence whenever my friends calls him out. But even then, my friends have somewhat mixed feelings about him, so I really do not know how their relationship will fare out. At least I know where I stand in this situation.

I just hate that guy.

The Host of Guilty Pleasures: How they fare out in games so far

2009-06-15T11:23:00.000-07:00

Well, I did say that I will update once I feel like it or got pics, and I have some updates for the army (but no pics, so you have to suffer the filer pics or something).

My Slaaneshi warband is somewhat of a plague for my friends, as I am now getting lots of fight and also able to use my force pretty well. But it is not all that easy to begin with. Here are some of the accounts that I can remember about the progress of my army.

My first Fantasy battle is between my friend Zen,who plays the Lizardmen and thus together we both try to learn the ropes around the game and also our armies. Suffice to say there are loads of mistake that we'd done;

1)We screwed up with slight wordings of our rules: We kinda screwed up the rules quite 'decently' and there's much "OOooooooh....that's how it works" or "Damn, I didn't know that you can't do that".

2)We kinda miscalculated: This one is particularly on me, as I forgotten some shit about certain phases o the game and thus I miscalculated. In addition, I fucked my deployment bad.

The game ended with an overwhelming win for my friend, as he slaughtered me down to a man (literally). But with this loss, I learned much and proceed to make my revenge.

The next week, I got my rematch and with the lessons learned from the destructive loss I experienced, I managed to kick his ass all the way to the hood and killed everything.

The third Match I had is against another friend, Yakob who plays the dwarves. He then proceed to test his list against me, and man he got loads of big bows that rapes units like mine. funnily, the bows all get fucked and I went about slaughtering the rest of his army. It was here that Yakob told me that I have been doing some of my magic wrong, and thanks to him I learned more about my little armoured perverts. After the match, Yakob then asked me if he could game with me the next week which I agreed, as I need to have a crash course on the game anyway.

The week came, and I faced against the Dwarves again, and this time they are no pushovers. His damn midget leader killed my Chaos lord with a huge ass bitchslap that's so bad that he got his shredded noodle ass handed to him in a silver platter, with his balls as the meatballs and the blood as the sauce in a challenge which I instigated. But nonetheless, my forces managed to wrestle the win by, again, slaughtering every damn midget off the table. For my little perverts, there will be much midget sex. :P

With these few battles, I come to realize a few things;

1) Chariots and Knights really are fearsome bastards: They kill things like hip-hop black gangstas using their Uzis for a drive-by killing against some unfortunate fool.

2) I love Slaanesh Magic: I particularly loved the one called Tittilating Illusion; as it screws around with their deployment.

3) My lord kicks ass: With the exception of that dwarf ass-whooping, I find the Lord as the meanest, most powerful motherfucker alive. He kills things with ease, and everytime he does, he gets even more powerful and badass.

With that, I am ready to go and play the campaign, and get even more models to make this army truly the force to be reckoned with, both in terms of pure power and also models.

Gainax....You caught me offguard

2009-06-15T11:03:00.000-07:00

Gainax is always one of my most favourite anime companies, alongside Kyoto Animations as they always come up with very good stories. But even this time, they caught a seasoned otaku like me off guard this time with this;

Yoko from Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann without her trademark bikini and short pants is rather refreshing, and to be honest, it only made her look better. Of course this is all done in the name of fanservice (even the half-nude scenes, but I ain't giving a rat's ass about that one in particular), but still I am rather amazed by this.

Yeah....I should be careful next time.

Boondocks

2009-06-15T10:36:00.000-07:00

Well, I just feel like talking about a show I just discovered and man it is sick!

Before I go about talking about it, here's a few footage from the show;

Aaaaaaand this;

Hilarious isn't it?

This show is called Boondocks,and it is all about black culture and making fun of it to the extreme. From damn Gangsta Rappers with blings to Afrocentrism, this is all about the blacks and how all their shit falls into place. This show is a real riot, and also the fact that this show has single-handedly rekindle my faith in American cartoons is also something else of note (since all American Cartoons are shit-ass ball-sucking shows without a shaft.

I have watched some of the episodes and man I have to say that this show had ensnared me in it.

Slaaneshi Fantasy army.

2009-05-19T10:05:00.000-07:00

Well, after a long hiatus from the Warhammer Fantasy scene, I have decided to restart my Chaos Mortals fantasy army.

For just a basic outline of what the hell is Chaos in the first place, it is basically the evil faction in the game. Barbarians, sadist, psychotic. You name it, they are all that and more. Not to mention that they are essentially praying to evil gods and getting favours from them for doing all those evil deeds. Fun faction if you ask me as they looked so badass.

However to my utter disappointment, I found out three things when I came back;

1)The Hordes of Chaos Book is now split up into Daemons of Chaos and also Warriors of Chaos; which means that I am no longer able to mix daemons and also mortals into one army. However this does not affectme in any way whatsoever, save for the fact that I want collect them all and play with them all as one big army.

2)My old army of Khorne finds it very hard to perform on the battlefield as a result of some rule changes with the coming of their new army book. They now find it a bitch to withstand magical attacks like they used to do. Damn you GW!

3)My force needs a full repaint as I feel that they are fugly.

So with that, I decided to repaint and and change the theme of the army to make it the beautiful force it is on the tabletop.

First stop, I have to figure out what I want to put into the army. My old Khorne list is actually heavily proxied at the time as I find it rather hard to get Fantasy models, but I got enough to try some things I like and some things I hate. I like fast units and so in this case, I am going for an all-calvary army. And yes, I can never take out the idea of the Rohirrim charge off of my brain.

Secondly, I need a theme I can go by. Initially I tried making something of a mish-mash of everything in the book, but then I feel that it lacks individuality and I am just making myself more annoyed with the book. So in the end the easy and fun way is to make my army themed to one of the evil gods of the Chaos Book. But which God?, I asked myself.

My old army's god, the angry, raging, berserker god Khorne is out of the picture. Then there is Burgle, the God of Disease and Death, but I already have one of those as my 40k army, so again I decided against it. So that leaves me with both Tzeentch, the God of Magic and Slaanesh, the God of Pleasure. Both offered me quite an interesting idea that I can use to make my army truly unique, and each can offer me something when it comes to painting. On one hand, I have the eletrical blues that I can experiment on with Tzeentch, and vibrant sensual colours with Slaanesh.

But then I realized one thing and one thing, Slaanesh allows me to make something like this for the army;

I am immediately sold, as now I have reason to make a truly striking force on the table with so much funky stuff. Tzeentch fails to give me such an awesome idea, fo screw it. I am now going with the idea of making a huge altar with goat-men playing sitars and shit, and some demon women dancing and shit. Besides, purple is a truly striking colour.

So with that, I am now amassing loads of models i which I can make this debauchery come to life. I will be updating as soon as I get the models for a basic game up and running.

K-On - My views on it so far.

2009-05-08T03:02:00.000-07:00

From Bottom Left to upper right: Mio, Ritsu, Yui and Tsumugi

There's a new anime on the horizon that is getting every otaku's attention, and yes itis slowly gaining fame to the halls of slice-of-life anime such as Lucky Star! and Azumanga Daioh, and it involves girls (yeap, the ingredient for success for all slice-of-life anime). The show's name is K-on, and these girls of music are rocking the otaku scene like wild fire.

The anime is about these bunch of girls who decide to join their light music club, but they soon discovered that they are the only members of the K-on (a short-from version of the Japanese word keiongaku, essentially means Contemporary, or to be exact popular music) and they must save the club from going down under. And to make things even harder, the lead guitarist, Yui does not even know how to play the guitar. Yeah, pretty screwed if you ask me.

So far in the series, they are doing what they can to save their club while also sipping tea and eating cakes and sweets (I kid you not).

In this scene, Mio burned out after telling the K-on members why she plays the bass instead of the guitar; She does not want to be in t spotlight

When I first discovered this show, it is when one of the guys I subscribed on Youtube called Elorir first posted this anime in his account, and when I clicked on it, I was not really that interested in it save for the fact that I clicked it because I was not watcing anything of interest. So in I go and I watched the episode, and the first episode is not really that amazing, but somehow I can see the tappings of something, but I am not sure what at the time. I mean, very cute girls, slice-of-life, etc.

But then what caught my real attention is when I watch the ending credits for the anime.

I was immediately sold. For some reason I really liked the flair of the ending and how Mio, the bassist stands out like a chicken among ducks (and yes it's a bad analogy) and rocked my socks off. I then continued on watching the show, and somehow it gets even more exciting with ever episode, and now I am a fan of the show. Hell, I am somewhat ahead of the anime by reading the 4-panel manga at Onemanga (the link : ) and now I can't wait for the next installment of the manga and anime. Good songs (not the opening song, but the ending song and the insert songs), nice characters, cute humour, and lighthearted; those are a few of my favourite things. It is like seeing Azumanga Daioh but with haruhi-music scenes in it.

One of the insert songs; and yeah Yui has a sore throat and you guys can hear it in the song. XD

The show have some slightly exaggerated scenes, but overall they are not stupid and something you can imagine your everyday person can do every time and....wait, I am talking about what slice of life means.

Ulquiorra Schiffer's Death

2009-04-30T00:49:00.000-07:00

Well I did say I will be back to talk about the character, but nevertheless this will be quite literally the last time I wil be writing about him unless something happens, for he is dead......

Yes, he is dead. I can't believe it myself.

I mean, I was expecting him to die anyway, but nevertheless Ichigo's power creep and tore his limbs apart is somewhat a cheap trick on Ichigo's part (hell even Ichigo himself admits it) but giving Ulqiuorra enough damage that even his amazing regeneration is unable to safe him from certain death is rather sad actually.

But anyhow, at least Ulquiorra did not die a lame "I, Explode" death and instead he dissipates into dust after discovering what the human heart is. A nice touch actually.

Quite a fitting end for Ulqiourra, who often belittles the value of the human spirit, and now he finally is able to understand the human spirit and go away in peace. I wonder though, will he be in Soul Society now, or what? If he is in Soul Society, I will be a little annoyed as he does not need to be zombified for future story archs as a Shinigami.

Anyway, salutations for Ulqiourra Schiffler.

Joker by Yui Sakakibara

2009-04-30T00:37:00.000-07:00

Just yesterday, while surfing on Youtube, I bumped into this rather fun song.

The video in my opinion is rather sexy, and very entertaining. Yui Sakakibara in a bunny suit is sexy, and the song is rather catchy. From the lyrics it is a rather positive music as the lyrics have got to do with waiting for a chance, and take advantage of it to make yourself happy.

I usually do not like Yui Sakakibara's music when she does all that cute-sy voice thing, but when she sings with her woman voice she sounds good......

Battle for Tomorrow!

2009-04-24T01:27:00.000-07:00

Finally my exams are over and now I can go about doing al the stuf I love to do, and one of them bein to play with my saxophone! And just a few minutes ago, I decided to have fun with my saxophone and decided t make a very clichéd anime opening song. Of course I will be doing just the vocals for the song, as I always done, for I am not in any band or havthe proficiency wit playing the sythensizers (as the only musical instrument I play is my saxophone.)

Without further ado here's the song.

For some reason, when I am playing this song, I can imagine the flower petals flying pass my mind, specifically that of Cherry Blossoms.In a sense it is quite appropriate as cherry blossoms also symbolize clouds due to their nature of blooming en masse, besides being an enduring metaphor for the ephemeral nature of life, that of extreme beauty and quick death, that of omen of good fortune and an emblem of love, affection and represents spring. So in a way, the clouds of the uncertain is the reason why we always strive to fight for the present and for a better future,and for the love of life while we are still young and alive.

I think that's why I named the song "The Battle for Tomorrow", but it would be quite appropriate to name it as the "Future of the Cherry Blossoms' as well. So yeah, a theme just came by my mind, and since I have nothing better else to do I decided o just play my saxophone to the theme of the flying thought. Overall, I like this composition of mine.

A Jazzy evening

2009-04-08T17:19:00.000-07:00

Well, just out of boredom yesterday evening, I decided to play around and see what I can do with some improvisation and let it low from there. The end result is this.

For some reason when I started playing, I can suddenly feel the quintessential feel for a rather post-modern Jazz setting (the steam venting out from the drains, the card passing by a very wet street, a rather muted background) and for some reason I played the song with a little bit of "go with the flow" attitude, and a tint of sadness. For some reason when I played this song I felt like I am crying out to the world about the rather melancholic state of my mind when I played the song.

But hey I gues that's what gives this song some soul, as one of my friends said when he heard it.

A story about Suicide

2009-04-02T11:49:00.000-07:00

I remembered a time where I almost disappeared from this world on late November 2006 with but a stab of a craft knife into my beating crimson heart, and if I am still alive by then, I would just slit my throat and let the red ichor of life known as blood gush out from the opening that I created with the knife. I do not remember much from that time from August-November 2006, just that I know my world have become a rather dark place to live, and I never felt anything save for the anguish, despair and fear. I never really recalled the reasons why I slumped down the path of depression,but I do know that I have nothing to live for during that time.

But even if I am depressed, I do not understand why I am willing to try and take my own life just like that. Sure I do feel like I am nothing, but even then, why didn't I finish the job, let alone started it? What kind of mentality that gave me such a half-assed solution to futilely try to take my life away? Even now I sought to understand the two sides that triggered both my desire to die and also my desire to stop that desire of death.

But what I do remember about the day that was to be my death day I experienced a rather otherworldly experience;

I remembered as I sat in the chair, in front of the computer wearing nothing but my boxers and a white t-shirt, and in my hands is the craft knife I use for my everyday use. I remembered that earlier on, I was just playing with the knife, letting it scratch my left wrist in a macabrely playful manner, believing that my arm will shred like paper and the blood will just come out. But then, I realized that I do not like this way of death, as it does not quell the darkness within my heart. So with a resolution that surprised me even today, I decided with a a will to stab my heart straight on, and if I am still alive, take that damn knife out and slit my throat.

I slowly aimed the knife to my heart, and just when I was about to plunge it into my heart, I realized that suddenly the knife is gone. I began to wonder what is going on, and then I tried to look o the knife, but what greeted me is a dark, cold environment. I began to wonder if I am already dead, for I would not be seeing anything if I am dead, but yet that though strikes me as being rather odd, as I can still see my hands is it not? I e begin to wonder if there is such a thing as an afterlife, but then that also does not make sense, for I would be seeing something like a stairway or something.

But then I hear a voice, a voice as soft and gentle as that of silk, a voice as warm as the summer breeze. At first it was faint, but then it slowly picked up in volume and I begin to hear the voice more clearly now.

"Hello there Vincent." The voice is that of a woman, and I began turning around and behind me, I saw a very beautiful woman dressed in a white flowing dress. Her beauty is such that even today, I failed to match it with any of the most beautiful women here today, but I do know some things that marked her out that I can remember her. Her eyes are that of a azure blue eyes, one filled with vigor of life and independence of spirit, and her hair a very dark, warm red. But what marks her out is that she had a pair of very large and elegant jet black wings. The wings make me experienced fear in my heart, for I know that I am face to face with a being that is here to take my soul to some place. For some reason, I kind of panicked as I do realized that if she is as she appears to be, she should not have black wings as they always come in white. That leaves a question in my mind; what kind of angelic being have black wings? Death? Demons?

But then I realized that there is a white light surrounding her, like that of an orb which makes me calmed down a little but not enough. The angelic being then stopped in front of me and with outstretched arms, she begins to come for me. I then closed my eyes and started to believed that it is indeed my time. But to my utter surprise, I can feel the warmth of her fingers and palms on my cheeks and then hearing her voice saying to me words that I never expected coming out from the one that was supposed to take my soul.

"You are not meant to die just yet. Live."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Your time is not up yet." I am amazed that by then, I did not say something like "WHAT?!", but instead I asked her something else.

"Who are you? And why are you here?"

"I am Adyta, and I am here to repay you a favour."

"A favour?" I am quite startled by what she said, for somehow I do not remember that I did anyone anything in real-life. But then, some other memory started to come back to me. That memory is that of a dream a long time before the depression;

I remembered that I once dreamed that I was walking around in the rain, and I noticed a woman on the street. She is pale, and she is wearing a white dress that is now translucent from the rain. I failed to see her face for her wet red hair is covering her face. But instead of taking advantage of this like it is some kind of wet drea (pun intended), I decided to carry this woman and rushed her to the hospital. Once she is in the care of the hospital staff, I looked as the stretcher moved away from me, widening the distance between her and me....

I then looked at her, wide-eyed, and she nods her head, as if she just saw what is playing in my mind.

"Yes, if it were not for then, I would not be here today. You most definitely must not go for you have so much ahead of you, a far more happier and fuller existence. You must endure, and overcome, for you are better than that. You do not succumb to the darkness." I then looked at her and she smiled at me, her smile giving me something of an energy that allowed me to feel what she is saying is true.

"I will always be watching you, and be your guiding light, for whenever you descend into the darkness, I will be there to help you see the light again." Before I can even say anything, her hands slowly slipped away from my face, and as I watched her fade away, I can hear another voice, a voice of a man talking to her.

"Time to go, Adyta. He will not be happy if he knows of what you have done."

"I understand, Samarafael."

What the hell is going on, I asked myself? Is this Samarafael her superior or something? Or is he a friend of hers? But before I can get the answers I want, I was swallowed by a blinding light....

I then find myself, lying down in my bed, covered in my blanket. I then looked around, wondering what the hell is going on. Is it a dream, I asked myself. I then checked my arms, and I saw the little blade marks on my let hand, which means that the suicide attempt is for real. I then looked around my room frantically for my blade, but I did not find it. A few hours later, my mom then comes into my room to wake me up for my morning class, and after getting myself ready I walked down the stairs and to my utter amazement and horror, what greeted me downstairs is nothing short of a miracle; my craft knife is on the living room table, the blade visible and facing me. I then take the knife and hid it in my pocket. Divine intervention, or just me messing around with my own mind? I will never know.

But for some unexplained reason, on that day, I feel like a burden is lifted from my heart and shoulders, and I can experience life once more again. I remembered that day as the day I have died and be reborn again. From that day onwards, I vowed that I will not succumb to the darkness in my heart, and walk tall towards the light.

Today, I have three very fundamental beliefs that is still with me today. One, I become a much more independent spirit, and will not take shit from anyone or anything, and trying my best to come out of any mishap and misfortunes I have. I am also willing to face my fears and confront them and get out of it more stronger than ever. Two, I have a belief that I have a guardian angel behind my back, and that she is always protecting me from the worst, and personally I believed in angels rather than gods, for I have seen one. Whenever there is a danger looming, or when I am feeling down, I can hear her voice talking to me, or sometimes I can feel her presence that will guide me away from harm's way. Even as I write this, I can feel her head over my shoulders, watching me as I typed this. Three, I have an unusual liking for azure blue eyes and consider them as the most beautiful eye colour of them all.

I do not understand what exactly happened to me then and why I do it, nor do I understand how on earth did the suicide attempt failed, but nevertheless I am glad today that I am still here experiencing life. Life has many ups and downs, but nevertheless if the will to overcome the hardships is there, the triumph of life will prevail. Until today, I still suffer from the after-effects of my severe depression, mainly that of having the non-24 sleep-wake disorder and experiencing a day of doom and gloom once every month (both due to what a psychologist called an unrepairable damage that the depression have done to my body chemistry) , but at least I still have the will to go about living.

I do not blame you all if you do not believe me, for I am not sure about it myself as well, but nevertheless I just want to just tell you guys about what happened on the day I attempted suicide.

2009-03-19T12:34:00.000-07:00

When I first saw the LUcky Star opening, I was wondering about what happens when guys sing this song.

Apparently after two years of seeing the show, I found my answer in this video.

Horrible, but yet damn funny at the same time.

Sweeeeeeeet!!!!!!!!!!

2009-03-11T05:14:00.001-07:00

Killzone 2 is out!Finaly....a reason to get the PS3!

Dance Trooper

2009-03-07T10:43:00.000-08:00

Just something I found in Youtube. Very catchy song.

Maid The Tabletop Roleplaying Game: Playtest Run.

2009-03-07T08:54:00.000-08:00

Alright, I did say that I will be back once there is more about this game in particular and I am here to fulfill that promise by doing a a report on a run-through session with my friends.

I cropped up the question on yesterday when we are doing our Dark Heresy RPG, and ask them if they are willing to test out this game. And being the friends that they are, they decided to play it, as they say that they do not mind just trying it out.

So on today, we decided to roll and make our characters and what we came up with is;

1)Amy the green-eyed, navy-haired, katana-wielding Pure Heroine who wears vermillion tights and is wanted by the police, who then decided to become a maid to repent for her past sins. This dark past of hers causes her to be a very hard worker and she tries to do the best to do her maidly duties. However when she snaps, she basically steals anything and everything from the nearest person around her.

2)Jenna the Pink-eyed, green-dressed, pure boyish brunette runaway who seeks vengeance against someone whom she does not want to speak about. Due to the fact that she is a runaway, she decided to work in the mansion for money and due to the fact that she have gone though a lot of suffering, she basically binges when she snaps. She is akin to a ninja, as she can evade very well and is armed with claws.

3)Hiroki the sky blue-eyed quiet brunette maid with black gloves, who used to be a street fighter and she hates the master because he has a beard that is similar to someone who did her wrong in the past, and is hellbent on exacting her revenge on the master. She also has the unique ability to teleport within the mansion, and she she snaps she basically shops till she drops.

And the master (otherwise known as GM's character)that they served?

Well.......I am amazed at the random rolls I made, and only rerolled it because my players say that it is far to scary. But even then it came out as being an amazingly clichéd anime perverted master character. Here it goes;

Master Ichigo is an ordinary man who have come across a massive wealth that is inherited from a distant relative but many viewed with apprehension for he is a werewolf. Master Ichigo is also a Lecherous person, and is a masochist, and he suffers from a syndrome that forces him to have a heightened libido. However, his masochism can only endure so much, and when he had enough he basically runs away to hide and cool down.

He lives in a palatial residence that comes with a beach and also a medical room, and it is essentially black building with metallic frames, befitting a residence in a world where technology is rife.

My reaction and all my friends reaction to this would be very similar to the picture above of the dude looking very confused while he take a sip of his drink when they generated their characters.

When they see me generating my character, please refer to the pic above to understand their feelings. (BTW, I am the little guy being looked upon by the girl if that helps in explaining how I felt and how they felt as they see my character comes to life);

Suffice to say we all feel rather weird about our characters, but we decided to go about it. Anyhow, since we are just trying this game in the context that it is meant to be played, we decided to go with the slapstick style story. Thus with much curiosity and also uneasiness, we decided to play this RP.....

We decided to play a random scenario as we also would like to see how the random missions would go about when we play, and thus as the GM I rolled for the game that we are to embark upon. And the roll is...we have impostors in the house trying to take over the house. To add more hilarity to the situation, everytime you defeat an impostor, you will have to take 2D6 stress, which when coupled with Master Ichigo's horde invasion means that people will soon break down and snapped under the pressure.

As we played on with our improvised act and all, we realized that the system for fighting is relatively very simplified as it either requires you to pass with a level determined by the GM's discretion or basically an opposed test between the players and whoever is it that they are facing. Another thing we realized is that, when players are allowed to do anything, much chaos ensues.

Highlights of the game includes;

1)A horde of masters tried to molest the players in masses of 15+.

2)Jenna snaps the most and binges on for the rest of the game, as she actually managed to defeat quite a quantity of Master Ichigo.

3)Hiroki's constant teleportation around the mansion to run away from the impostors only to teleport to a place where there are even more masters.

4)The player who controlled Amy decided to summon a random event, and the random event is basically a wild boar came in to rescue her when she is piled on by 19 masters, and befriends the boar and together fight against the horde of masters, mriding it and like a Samurai slice and dice the masters that stood in her way.

5)The very inventive ways of my players in dispatching the masters, from Boar charge to Rolling like a ball.

6)Amy snapping and stole all the Master's clothes save his underwear.

7)Discovering that the Master horde comes from a Cloning vat under the basement, which Hiroki tried to stop, but instead overloads the machine to self-destruct. Hiroki tries to teleport out from there but teleported instead in the middle of the epic charge between the Boar-totting Amy and the horde of Master Ichigo. Suffice to say as they met each other, they are blinded by a white light.

In the end, they managed to stop the Impostors from taking over the house, and as the house repairs itself, life goes back to normal.

The game ended after 1 1/2 hours after we started playing it, which is a rather average time for a gaming session for the Maid RPG (according to the book). In the end, my group came to this conclusion;

1)This game is utter randomness.

2)This game is whacky.

3)This game shall only be played when we decided that we are really bored and wanted something that would cheer us up.

4)The game is creepy in its own way, but fun.

So basically, in a sense we have a bit of a green light, but nevertheless we would prefer to focus on with our Dark Heresy. The verdict is already out, with that I will end my report with a single advice: This game is not for those who wants a combat-oriented RPG, it is meant for a very light and easy game with an emphasis on character interaction and roleplaying.

Maid The Tabletop Roleplaying Game

2009-03-04T01:07:00.000-08:00

Alright, just the other day while I was just surfing around the web, I came across what is perhaps the most odd and yet most entertaining thing that I have laid eyes upon for quite some time now; I actually found a Tabletop Roleplaying Game where you can play as Anime Maids, and it comes equipped with butlers, Masters and also Mansions and stuff like that.

With that in mind, i decided to use my awesome Torrent-fu and managed to find the rulebook in which I began clicking through the PDF like there is no tomorrow. And based upon my readings (Which I did alongside my studies for Drama), I discovered quite a few things about this RP that sets it apart form the other RPs;

1)It is recommended in the rulebook that you will need to have a stopwatch to time some actions precisely for some of the actions in the game is apparently done in real-time.

2)The Character Generator is filled with a lot of tables, but surprisingly it is a very intuitive system and also very easy to use. Just roll and you will find whatever you are seeking for. It took me just less than 5 minutes to generate my characters.

3)Random sessions. Yes, you heard me right. You can roll for a random session and them improvised your ass through the entire game. So basically if a GM so decides to play a random scenario mission, he will have to roll what happens and...basically play along with everyone like the normal players.

4)The Game Master(GM),otherwise known as dude who makes the scenario for the players is also somewhat a player. Yes, basically the GM is the Master that the maids must serve and gain favours (Which can be done in anyway possible (seduction is part of the game apparently if you so choose), and can be used to gain stats increase to even making random scenarios), and thus the GM must generate stats for their own character.

5)Not combat-oriented in any way possible. Combat is brisk and it is just a basic opposed test, and more priority is placed upon the roleplaying and also humour aspect of the game. In essence this game is meant to be played with friends to just have fun, rather than combating the evil sorcerer and save the world thing that is so prevalent with RPs these days. This is especially true when you can see that all character generation table and also the random scenarios are truly random and funny.

Since I am the GM for my own group RPers for a game called Dark heresy, I would be interested to ask my RPers to try this game, even if it means that it is just for one session. I will be writing a lot more about this RP when I come back.

Devil Devel Concept opening

2009-02-28T23:00:00.001-08:00

A rather fun video to watch. Enjoy.

1776!

2009-02-27T17:25:00.000-08:00

Just found this very dumb but funny parody of 300.

Robot Chicken is awesome! ^^

Ulquiorra Schiffer

2009-02-27T01:08:00.000-08:00

Alright, as stated before I am an otaku,and just for the fun of it I decided to touch upon one of the manga that I keep track of is Bleach (Do note that I do not watch the anime, as I do not want the trap myself in a super hellhole of an anime that will span for as long as it brainwashes people with fillers and deviations from the story.), and for those who have no idea what this is, the premise of the story is about a dude who gained the abilities of a Soul Reaper (Shinigami) and goes on to save the world, stuff like that.

Right now in the current installment of Bleach, the protagonist is getting a hell of a beating by perhaps one of my most favourite characters in the manga, Ulquiorra Schiffer (and yes, it is a mouthful to say) the 4th Espada.

Hero is the one getting choked, while Ulquiorra is the one choking hero.

Ah Nads....not again.

I have to explain myself before I go about using the terms that may be rather confusing for some of my readers.

The main bad guys in Bleach are called Hollows,malevolent deceased souls of formerly normal humans , that have a monster-like appearance with a large hole somewhere and a skull-like mask. They eat souls, and they basically level up as they eat more souls so to speak. An Arrancar on the other hand are hollows that have had their masks almost completely removed and, through this process, gained the powers of a Soul Reaper, a more humanoid appearance, and strength, speed, and intelligence beyond the level of a normal hollow. However, they have this ability called Ressurecion which allows them to release their full power and fight, and their form is often a mixed amalgram o their humanoid state and also their Hollow form.

And the strongest of the Arrancar are organized in a hierarchical system where they are organized based on how strong they are, and these strongest Hollows are called Espada.

Anyway, enough of the terms, and on with the character analysis.

This is the character in question.

As you can see on your left, this is Ulqiuorra Schiffer (in his unreleased form). He is a rather quiet character, always serious, always analytical, and most definitely fit the definition of an emo. He is also rather loyal to Sousuke Aizen (Rogue Soul Reaper, Leader and creator of the Espada), and will not take shit if anyone disrespects his boss. He also has a superiority complex, believing almost everyone as trash and are expendable, but refrains from senseless killings.

When he fights, he keeps his hands inside his pockets and only taking them out when he deflects attacks made against him and he tends to stab people straight in the chest when he finds interest in them (though no one knows if he does so consciously or subconsciously).One of his more weirder abilities is that he can replay events he has seen to others by removing and crushing his left eye, which then turns into dust and flows around those Ulquiorra is relaying information to.

His Ressurecion form is only recently revealed, and his released form is called Murcielago (Yeah sounds like that sports car, but not the same thing.) , which is Spanish for bat. About his release, I have been predicting ever since 2 1/2 years ago that his release would be based upon a bat, and after so long it finally came true. Man I am so proud of myself. I see him as a rather gloomy figure and a person attuned to the darkness, about his analytical nature and all this meshed up for my prediction that he will be a bat.

Anyway, when they reveal his release, I was disappointed to the act that it does not fit him in any way whatsoever. Now ladies and Gentlemen, if you would proceed to look to the left, you ca see the reason why I am so disappointed in the first place.

I WAS FUCKING PISSED! It does not look like a release save for the wings and a helmet, and I though the artist is just being lazy. But ability-wise I say it is alright. But THEN the artist gave me this on the newest release of the manga, which is like moments ago;

And now I was like.....

DAYUM BIATCH! THIS is how his release should HAVE been, not that pussy-ass dickwipe of a release earlier. But then, another thought came in when I first saw this image; Marilyn Manson....Is that you?

So far, the abilities of this form is unknown but nevertheless he is going to be kicking ass. But as with all villains, I know that one day, he will be pawned by the good guy(s) and cause me much anguish over his death. Reason being? I like his design, I like his character, and most of all I relate to him more so than all the other villains of the series. In addition, I am always have this belief that a good story needs a good, memorable villain and thus my general support when it comes to a story is often with the villain.

Thus, my hopes were high that he would not die as pathetically as some of the other villains in the manga experienced, and instead give him a rather cool end to his life.

Will be typing about this character more once the newest stuff comes out. ^^

Harry Potter if it is done anime style....

2009-02-19T09:44:00.000-08:00

Just found this out. Even though it is fan-made and also called at Parry Hotter (Man the name cracks me up)but nevertheless this is very well done.

Of course I would not entertain the though of Harry Potter being made into an anime, but the fact still remains that whoever who have done this fan-made opening sure knows their stuff.

Friends, Friends, and Friends: Why can't I live with them and why I can't live without them

2009-02-12T22:42:00.000-08:00

You ever have the moment where your friend is being such a retard that you wonder why on earth did you befriended them in the first place? I do not know about you, but nevertheless, I find that even the most reliable of friends do tend to annoy you at times with their attitude, ranging from being emo to the fact that they just wanna play around with you.

I sometimes wonder why on earth should I have friends, since I am always very cynical about humanity as a whole. Hell, I can always accurately see a person as who they are, no matter how hard they try to cover up their true self (most often the bad stuff), to the extend that I will not even sway from my perception even at the behest of friends. Sometimes, when I see someone, my friend ask me to play nice with them, but I just know that I can not fulfill my friend's wishes as you know them for who they are. As for my friends, the reason why I can get a long with them is because, I can see that their good side overweights their bad side and thus I trust them a lot more. But nevertheless, this often brings me to a dilemma when my friends are stuck in situations that they can not get out from, or they did something wrong and they do not know it at all.

More often than not, I come to realize that my role as a friend is diminished, and instead I play the part of a caregiver or a consultant. Whether it is listening to a friend whines about something insignificant to everyone but themselves, or just literally helping them out from deep shit situations. I mean I know that I am doing what people would call a friend to die for, but nevertheless sometimes I wonder why they struggled to do the same (They do what friends are supposed to do, but sometimes they are a little awkward when they do it you know)? Is it because they are intimidated by what I did to them? Or is it because I looked so reliable and stuff that they figured out that I do not need help? I will never know but nevertheless I expect that somehow, they can just give me a break and try to be more independent rather than having to rely on me to help their asses.

But nevertheless, I find that their company do bring comfort to my soul (hell, I do not believe in gods and demons and stuff like that, but until I can find a better word to describe what makes me me, I will go with this term), as they do make me feel glad that I am who I am today, and I am not like them when it comes to some of their personality quirks. In addition, they do have their redeeming qualities that often shows in the least expected moment, like being thoughtful or having a certain gutso about life. Sometimes to be honest I wish I am like my friends in some aspect, like being more outgoing or able to make everyone feel happy around them, things I know I can not accomplish due to my own nature. It sometimes puzzles me that why can't I be as simple as my friends, not thinking too much about life and all that jazz. But hey everyone have their own quirks to sort out.

In the end, we will make friends as we go on, and lament about their shortcomings but also celebrating their strengths as a character. If we do not have friends, we will be rather miserable actually, as we will be alone and useless. But nevertheless, we also need friends that will stick by you no matter the odds, and help you become a happier person.

FUCKING GREAT!

2009-02-12T13:53:00.000-08:00

It's been a while since I posted anything here, but nevertheless I have to post this up!

WHy I like female Avatars more.

2008-12-14T11:16:00.000-08:00

Long time no see.

Before I start my blog, I will just go about showing my current avatar on the net.

Yeah, this is for the festive season that is Christmas but whenever I am seen online, I always use an avatar of a French Maid, to the extend that is is an imperative trademark of mine these days. Here's an example of one of them;

Cute isn't it?

But people do ask me why do I use female avatars, and 'anime' avatars at that (the ignorance of not knowing the difference between a manga and anime is still rather astounding for me, but I let it slide more often than not)?

My answer as to why I choose a female avatar on the fourms would be a rather simple one; I have to look at that avatar pic most, if not all the time when I surf in forums and stuff. I mean come on, if you have a preferences for women, who would you rather look at; a man of a woman? Of course you want to look at the girl.

In addition, a female avatar stands out more than most avatars (unless if it is some bizarre or truly unique avatar)and thus helps me particularly in the forums I am moderating in as they can quite easily recognize me from among the members straight on.

And now to the second part of the question; why anime/manga avatars? Well, I actually do this because most of the time, it is much more easier to find whacky female avatars using that medium, especially french maid outfits that are suitable and are not NSFW (Not Suitable For Work). Add that to the fact that I am an otaku, and you get the entire picture.

By the way, I would like to quote one of my forum members in regard to this issue.

I played a drop dead gorgeous female Night Elf, and one day when this dwarf guy teased "what kind of guy plays as a girl?!? You must be GAY" I answered back with "Well, I have to look at her all the time when I'm playing, and she looks GOOD. So the question for YOU is: Why do YOU stare at a dwarfs hairy BUTT for hours on end? So NOW whos looking gay??" - Calaban

I entirely agree with Calaban here, as I prefer to look at something I would be fond of rather than watching something I do not like. For me, I just want to look at girls with some interesting outfits, and hence my choice of avatars.

Well, enough with the babble, I am off. Till next time.

My new saxophone!

2008-11-22T18:30:00.000-08:00

I GOT A NEW SAXOPHONE!

Yep, you heard me right, I got a new saxophone. It is the Temby Alto Custom by the way. How on earth did I get this beautiful piece? Well....

My dad, whom I finally talked about my saxophone plight on Tuesday morning surprised the hell outta me when he told me 5 hours later when I am in class that he bought me the more expensive saxophone (USD3000) , have paid in cash (God knows how he get so much cash within 5 hours of hearing the story) and also have decided to inherit my broken saxophone for a fix-up and ask me to bring the broken one to him. After the class is over, I drove back to my house and get the broken saxophone and drove to where he is and gave it to him, and get the new saxophone. When I asked him why he bought me the expensive one, he just says that it is an early birthday present (My birthday is on the 31 December)for me.

Suffice to say, I am now back home with a saxophone that has all the characteristics and the sounds that I seek and more.

After playing with is, I come to realize that this saxophone has a rather silvery, cloudy but also sharp and bright sound to it, and the saxophone enables me to have total control of the pitch of the notes to go from really loud to really soft (hell, now I can play it softer than I can whisper and still hear the notes clearly), responsive and yet robust keys, in addition to the very royal outlook (24 Carat-lacquered Gold keys, and also pure silver lacquer).....total awesomeness.

And now without further ado, the pics of my new saxophone.

Which saxophone to choose?

2008-11-17T03:04:00.000-08:00

My first saxophone's (a Chateau Basic saxophone) bell is bent, and for some reason the lower keys are unplayable. So I went to many stores to ask for the repairs, and apparently the repairs will cost as least 1/2 -2/3 of the price that I bought for the saxophone.

So with that in mind, I went about searching for a new saxophone, and unfortunately for me some of the brands (Eg: Yamaha and Yanagisawa) are only brought in on per-order basis and some brands will not be brought in because of the stupendous amount for the shipment of the saxophone (Eg: Selmer). Thus I went around and I remembered the store where I bought the saxophone from, and thus I went in and ask them if they can repair my old one, and if not suggest to me a worthy replacement.

To my chagrin, the music consultants also agree and confirm (even though I have heard this a thousand times) that the cost for the repairs is not worth it and they suggested that I get a new one as well. But here comes the dilemma.

They showed me two different kind of saxophones and after having the permission to play around for a short time with both, and also hearing the deals that are offered, here are my options;

The Temby Custom model

Pros: Trade in broken saxophone for this one thus reducing price of saxophone, superb response time, sharp and and crisp sound, stylish looks, Custom-made by the creator himself (this means collector's item) and only a small amount is produced every year.

Cons: Worth around USD 3000 even after trade in

The Chateau Black Intermediate

Pros: Cost less than Temby, good response time, sharp and crisp sound, stylish looks

Cons: No trade in thus having to pay in full for it (USD 1500).

Both are so nice and slick, but I can only buy one. Which one should I go with? I will be writing about my Saxophone again after I finally decided upon the saxophone model.

Frillies Are Fun!

2008-11-14T11:19:00.000-08:00

Well, everyone got their own preferences when it comes to what they want their women to wear, whether it is a simple bikini, or something more elaborate such as a policewomen’s outfit. Sometimes it becomes so much of an obsession that you will not be attracted to a lady that is not clad in said outfit even though she may be the most beautiful thing in the world.

As for me, I am more or less a person who is quite moderate as to what I like to see my women wear, as I am not really in for the super kinks or anything. I actually prefer my ladies to be elegant and also graceful, and basically they do not need to be clad in some kinky outfit to keep me going nor show me too much skin. To be honest I prefer that the lady do not show me too much skin when it comes to clothing kinks for if I want them to show me skin, I might as well ask them to be nude and end the teasing once and for all no?

Hence comes in my only single criteria when it comes to clothing preferences; Frills. Why frills you ask? This is because frills are perhaps one of the most beautiful things that one can put onto women’s clothing but yet it is also one of the hardest to make it right. You can’t just slap frills on a t-shirt like some idiot, or put them onto a girl’s pants and make them into a flamingo dancer or something. Frills are charming, elegant, graceful and also cute all at the same time and thus when put onto a woman’s clothing in sufficient amounts it helps to enhance the attributes (beauty, elegance, gracefulness, etc) of the lady and make her feel like some royalty

Thus, with this in mind, I am always looked upon as a rather weird person or a naïve person, as they do not understand how something like a frill can even be considered as a preference in clothing for girls. Well, unfortunately for them, I am not some sex-crazed bozo who thinks with their dick and also I am a gentleman when it comes to treating the ladies.

When it comes to the super fantasy side of things for frills, I have two options; French Maid and also Lolita fashion. Both have frills and both are rather sexy when done correctly (the French maid can be made into something very scant, but that is just stupid in my opinion). Both can be elegant, but also very attractive at the same time and does not make the girl into some Brothel-on-wheels.

Here are pics of what I am talking about;

Fantasy world

Real-World But honestly, I am already happy if I see part of the clothing has frills on it and really, I will say it without any worries, it makes my day if I see it on some good-looking girl. Luckily for me, I often see girl clothing with frills on it in minute amount, and even though the girls may not think too much about it when they buy it other than small comments such as “It’s cute”, but for me, I am already a happy person if a girl choose not to wear something skimpy and choose to be an elegant lady.

A sample of how frills in normal clothing can enhance the overall beauty of the clothing;

So I will end this by saying this; I am for Frills as they are fun.... what about you?

What In God's Name Am I Talking About?

2008-11-13T07:47:00.000-08:00

A lot of people are interested in linguistics and at least try to learn some phrases and words from the languages that they may have heard from a movie or some television sitcom. The same can also be said about me.

I am actually fond of languages as for some reason, it is always fun to say the same thing in many different tongues (particularly swearing and cursing :P ) and it actually makes things very interesting for all to listen to. Hell, some languages are actually rather poetic when you started saying it, while some are a little rough but they get their points across.

Since I do come from a country were multilingualism is a common fact of life, I am actually proficient in at least 3 languages, which are Malay, Cantonese, and English, ever since I could remember. Even though my Cantonese is just the basic words that one use to get food or to ask for basic things (well there is the swearing but that I will leave it alone for now) but nevertheless the fact still remains that I do know what I am talking about. So, armed with those languages, I proceed on to try and learn more languages to add into my repertoire.

Maido! (Hello in Japanese (Osaka-Ben))

The next language that I am very good (and still learning) in is actually Japanese. To be honest with myself, i have to admit that my mastery of this language is actually on par with my Cantonese, if not slightly better as I can actually watch anime without needing the English subtitles. But that saying, my vocabulary for this language is a rather interesting one, for I learn most of my Japanese by actually indulging in one of my most cherished hobbies; being an Otaku. Many of my friends who are Japanese always say that my Japanese is essentially slightly odd for a foreigner for I have a slight Kyoto-Ben (a sub-division of the Kansai-Ben) in my speech and also mannerism (it is like a British English speaker meeting a Cockney English speaker) but nevertheless they say that the Kansai-Ben would suit me more than the Tokyo-Ben (default Japanese). For this language I actually hope that I can learn how to read and write it to fully master the language (yes I am quite an illiterate Japanese speaker, but hey this is what happens when you learn it via anime) so that I can indulge deeper into my otaku hobbies.

Guteg Tag! (Good Day in German, which is basically a hello)

Another language that I managed to pick up in random pieces is actually German. For some reason I am always interested whenever I hear a German talks in his mother tongue as I always think of it as a very serious language but nevertheless humorous whenever they put it into movies (Indiana Jones and other movies where they put the Nazis as the bad guys influenced this thought). But as of now I can't even speak in a sentence properly, so I really hope that I can learn a little more about this wonderful language.

Assalamualaikum! (Hello in Arabic)

One of the oddest language that I somehow picked up is actually Arabic, for I have no idea what the hell am I saying but nevertheless I am able to say a prayer in Arabic in an almost perfect way. Odd? Well, that is what happens when you live in a Muslim nation where the damn prayers echoes around the bloody land to either wake you up from sleeping or just to annoy your ears somehow.

Zdrastvuite! (Hello in Russian!)

As of now, I am actually trying to learn Russian, which in my opinion is one of the most amazing language in the world for the reason that it is like....how do I say this in a more appropriate manner....snow. Why snow?, I am sure you just asked that in your mind. This is because I always think of the language as being a cold and sharp language (When spoken by the men), but nevertheless when it is spoken in a more formal way it becomes as warm and fluffy as snow (womenfolk in particular always sound very hot when they start to speak in Russian). It also does not help when I am actually an admirer of the Russians (in particular the Soviets) in most of their daily aspect.

For some people, language can be considered as a rather boring subject, but nevertheless language is an unifying factor in humanity's history and thus deserves better from the denizens of this planet. So yeah, I would love to learn more languages and so far I am also eyeing out on Spanish and also some African dialect, in addition to Mandarin (this one is not done out of the love of it, it is more to the business prospect of it).

So until next time with my ramblings of life. :P

A Word in Your Ear, A Light in Your Heart

2008-11-12T08:25:00.000-08:00

Ever since I was a small kid, I am always a good judge of character until to the extend that I can tell a person's occupation from just looking at the person. In addition, I have that predisposition to listen to what people have to say first before I cast down the die about where my opinion lies and also to help in advising people. To complete the package, I am currently majoring in Psychology and this major enabled me to understand why people act the way they are.

With all these reasons combined, many friends and family always talk to me about serious things or at least a friend would ask me to help their friend to solve their problem. And what are their problems? You name it , they got it. From simple love matters to the contemplation of suicide I am there to listen and advice them about it. Even though I am not a bloody certified doctor or anything like it, but form some reason they will always come back to me a few weeks or months later and thanked me for helping their asses of that predicament that they spat out at me.

But the funny thing is this; when I want to talk about my problems not a lot of people would listen to me as they always say the same damn response time and time again; "You just think to much" or "What exactly do you want here?"

It annoys me to no end when people vomit forth all their garbage to you and you take it in like some dump truck, and when you want to throw your garbage onto people they just ignore you entirely. This side of things show the rather odd side about humanity as a whole; we are selfish creatures who only want to help ourselves to the extend of others. I guess I am one of those rare breed of humans where I want to help.

But sometimes, I do get that rare occasion where someone do want to help you with all their heart and not because of some hidden agenda. These people will listen to you attentively and then they will give out some of the most helpful advice you ever know, or at least soothe your heart to a tranquil calm with some of the positive comments that they give to you.

I find that people who are helpful to others who seeks nothing in return are like a gentle sunlight. Why? Because like a gentle sunlight they will be the guiding light that will light up at your darkest hour and when they come, it is always warm and pleasant and will not burn your bloody skin and get sunburn. In addition, they also do not seek anyone to give them anything in return, just because they want to shine.

Some people may argue and say that this is naive, but I disagree. The world these days is filled with suspicion and agendas that the world today is a very cynical and sarcastic place. This is not the way that humanity is suppose to prosper, as we are suppose to help each other and be united for the greater good of humanity. We lack this attribute so much that the world is now a much darker place than it used to be. However, we can't all be peaceful and do nothing about it as well for our society will stagnate and we will be in a Second Dark Age, and thus we need to see to it that we are to have the drive to become better ourself and be competitive in order for humanity to prosper.

But in the end, in order for us to become a truly united race, we need to have several random acts of kindness and also some optimistic feeling in life. I will never know when this day will dawn upon humanity but I really hope that it will come.

The Japanese and making sexy stuff outta everyday objects?

2008-11-12T06:16:00.000-08:00

Everyday, people always link the symbolism of life with everyday objects, but the Japanese took this one step further.

Some of you might have heard it before and some of you might not; Japanese are the ultimate crazies. Unfortunately, I agree with this comment and also actually endorse this mentality somehow. In particularly I am actually interested in one of their supposed obsession of making any normal ordinary object or brands into very beautiful girls. Some are not as sexualized as others, but nevertheless they are there to fill the minds of men with the fantasies of what these everyday things will look like if they are anthropomorphic.

Now before I proceed on, I need to explain what anthropomorphic means. The term anthropomorphism, as defined by most encyclopedias and wikis, It is basically the act of attributing human characteristics to to non-human creatures and beings, natural and supernatural phenomena, material states and objects or abstract concepts. One of the examples of this concept is how the Soviet Union is always personified as a bear, while the Americans are always personified as an Eagle.

Now that's out of the way......

See this picture?

This interesting character is the anthropomorphic form of Kawasaki, the company that makes a lot of those awesome bikes and Jet Skis. For a normal person, they would say that his is just a very cute rendition of Kawasaki. But as with all of this, there is more than meets the eye.

If you noticed properly, the Katana that she is holding shows her Japanese heritage and also her feudal origin (Kawasaki is a Japanese company that was founded during 1896) and her costume is akin to the colours of one of Kawasaki's jet Skis and/or Bike colours. In addition, to further emphasize the feudal image, she have what the Japanese and the Otakus call the Hime (Princess) cut. The style is thought to have originated, or at least become common, in the Imperial court during the Heian period of Japanese history, when noble women would sometimes grow out their hair for their entire lives. This hairstyle is to be a rather demanding hairstyle for those without naturally straight hair, and requires frequent touch-ups on the sidelocks and frontal bangs to maintain their shape. In addition to showcasing the feudal origins, it is also meant to show the standing of Kawasaki in Japan (Kawasaki being one of the top Japanese heavy industries).

Interesting? This one is rather easy to decipher as compared to what I am about to show you next.

Say hello to XP-tan, otherwise known to us as Microsoft Windows XP Professional. She is part of the OS-tan family (which includes Windows 2000, Windows 95, etc). As you can see, her hairpin shows her name, and her outfit is based on the loading lines at the Windows splash screen during startup.

In addition, since Windows XP is criticized for bloating a system and being very pretty without being as useful, XP-tan is commonly depicted wearing very tight clothing with huge breasts. Additionally, as a reference to the memory usage of Windows XP, she is often seen eating or holding an empty rice bowl labeled "Memory".

Also, in the OS-tan world, it seems that the brest size shows the capacity of the hard drive and since the XP's hard drive possess a rather high capacity for GBs, her breast are also large as a result.

In addition there is also a sub-genre called the Mecha Musume, which is basically the anthropomorphism of military equipment, such as tanks and aircraft. Here are some examples of the Mecha Musume genre;

Well, as you can see, they are part girls, part military hardware which shows their supposed anthropomorphism. The Dornier girl for example shows her American heritage and also naval heritage by wearing a bikini and also being very spirited while the Zero girl shows her Japanese origins by her rather stylized Japanese Kimono. As for the Tiger girl, she is holding a rapier-like propeller, a sign of it being a French system (Rapiers anyone?).

Until today, I still don't really understand why they want to make everyday objects into girls. Maybe it is because they just want to have some fun drawing, or they have some darker purpose...I dunno. But nevertheless I enjoy seeing works like this and see how everyday stuff become cute, and half of the time, sexy girls. Even as I speak, there will be some Japanese artist that will be drawing a sexy girl version of a Nokia Handphone or something and for that many such as myself will be anticipating the chance to lay eyes upon the artwork and admire it, or trying to find the symbolism of the art.

There is always a first time for everything.......

2008-11-12T05:26:00.000-08:00

Like this picture, I am as clueless as it comes when it comes to the world of Blogging, and thus the only thing I can say for now is ; welcome to my blog.