WD1: Moodboard & Draft

Here's my story v1.03:
Hi my name is Bannijem, I love motorcycles. I despise filthy earthlings riding them. They're all supposed to be mine. Every year I send out my minions by the hundreds to pillage and loot their sorry garages to steal their rides, the more customized, the better! This site's about me in my home or as the upper world calls it, a dungeon. Little did they know that's where I keep all their stolen toys. My dungeon is protected demonic security measures instituted by the Goblin Venture Co. and by my homies you'll get to meet. The rest will skin you alive, bone bag so don't go astray. Oh and if you're still alive I'll show you my stash. The saints are coming.

Sections:

1 Dungeon Heart: Mainpage
2 Treasure Room: To store motorbikes
3 Lair: for my creatures to sleep
4 Library: Profile about me, logbook
5 Prison: Stupid fallen heroes await their torture

optional: Hatchery: Food pub and fingernail washer

Rationale V1.01:
Initial renditions for Motorcycle/bike collector. The idea was to be a site about the types of bikes the author collects. However questions were raised about weather there would be enough interest will be tapped from such a straightforward concept. In response to the matter the new direction is to portray the collector as an overseer of a giant dungeon, I am to overseer. My minion steal bikes from the middle earth and bring it back to my lair for I lustily salivate over them. Three cheers for being a sicko. You have been warned. This mood board's dark, gloomy yet wanted the colors to feel vibrant. Not sure if this is possible for an evil theme but it seems plausible.

DM2, Bookmarks take 1

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Netherspite down

Today, I lead my group on a full Karazhan boss run including Netherspite which I'm quite proud to have done, plaguing camera issues on tanking Prince Malchezzar vexed me but got through. I think it's almost time to start on the Ariakanon project.

My leadership skills need work.

I hate that song.

My theme for Fly me to the moon is, "The Apollo Program". The goal is to give the project a 1959 feel, so it's predominately monotone, I want to add a flicker screen effects but I've yet to code it. Also need the music and the Action Script is bugged, nothing is working. What am I gonna show tomorrow.. I drew John F. Kennedy. That's a first for me, should I savor it?

Hazmer, I found a way to get the buttons to work, I just place the mouse events before the doEveryFrame function, I'll spruce up the parallax effect by next week.

Click here for current coding


Heh I think my icon stands out for now.. Keeping it that way for Behance.

Three Cheers for QC

I've just counted the number of years having a phone and realized that compared to my 3 siblings I've never lost one to this day. My younger sister lost 4, my brother 2, my sister 3 I think.

The difference in the fold is I end up wrecking the sorry little maggots. Maybe there's this ruinous program built into my tiny little brain that executes every interval like a woman's period. Burn motherf*****, burn. Blargh. Death by fingertips. French Kiss that. Think of me as a Death Star super laser; no electronic peripheral has survived my destructive contiguous meddling onslaught for the past decade. Look, I was pressing the keys on my Nokia N80 and for some strange reason the soul inside it flipped. It displayed, " Hey, F*** YOU! I'm going down bitch!". And it did. So my assumption is either was I too demanding by expeditiously button mashing or it didn't like the feeling of pizza grease.

Here's another example, I was so eager to fix my satellite blog at my.toa.net and somehow after requesting a custom theme, I f***** up the entire interface. Now whatever I post anything, only the header displays but as if in total mockery it pops up on the header, shoving my name title 6 feet under. At this point I would say, "ahh yeah, it did me again.. it's like a winning a lottery and I won sucker!" Yes it's still f**** up as I typed this... I'm saying that word too much. I blame Mr. Black.

On the other note, with my gut totally against it, I parted with my Powerbook G4 to one of my cousins in Manila. Felt a bit sad to see it go, I've had it for 8 years and it was a thing of beauty. It still works and runs Tiger without any problems. Maybe it was wrong for me to give it away because I wanted to save it as some sort of Apple Artifact that I could Ebay on my dieing breath. But with the current revelation I've been experiencing lately this decision was probably for the best.

Oh my homework? Pfft. Too lazy. Roll a dice and come back some other time weasel.

The Rebirth of a Miracle

Behold the beta version of my Miracle Creatures Icon set! It's now ready for download and free personal usage. Currently this set works with Windows XP. I am planning to get another up for Mac OS X but I need a Mac with Photoshop and maybe a few hours.

In the meantime, please download it and tell me what you think. Enjoy version 1.01, have a nice day. It's alive...

Get M.Creatures WinXP

My influences...

...is probably something to do with black and white. There is so much to do. I'll work on getting at least 2 of the book marks finished. This ain't gonna be a sweet ride

Digital Media 2: development & scribbles galore

The theme chosen relates to the Apollo Program instigated by JFK, the president that fell on my birthday. A lot of elements that depicted the early stages of NASA and the Saturn V rocket project with a twist of adding metaphors from the lyrics shall be used. Here are some of the references and themes that have inspired me so far along with the initial sketches.





I can't get it to work! Maybe tomorrow la.

goodness gracious me

http://www.adaaentry.com/submit/

There is a Starbucks at the end of the universe.

Computer is fixed. Virus gone. It will come back but hopefully after I'm done with all the assignments. MSN Messenger is installed and it still intimidates me like a Kelana Jaya Tailgating ****off. What the fudge is up with online WoW players using "LOLRA" or "LORO"?! Who in the fudge of jeeshryus kripes invented such a faggished bastardized terminology?! The next time someone types that to me, I'll:

• Grab the piece of stick; the one that's shoved deepely up their a*****
• Pull it out gently
• Sniff it
• Stick it right back in
• Tell them their Sh** doesn't stink.
  

Then maybe their right brain will re-click back to "LOL". It is difficult to find anything interesting about a 'motorcycle collector'. I'm calling it a night. There seems to be a problem with mytoa.net, every time I use a hyper link the frisking thing turns white. What a b**** it's turning out to be.

Abandoning the Kyoto Protocol
Sorry but due to the assignments coming up, It's time to fill this blog once again with... pictures. I know. I'm sad too. Here's a hanky. Take my blood, snot and choke on it, you frikking tree huggers.

Die, insect.

My birth date, lies between Scorpio and Sagittarius and it's taboo because Scorpio's tail and Sagittarius' arrow point to the the center of the galaxy on the 22nd of November. This is known as The Dark Rift and historically prophesied as Galactic Alignment; The End time for this world.

I cannot help imagining that John F Kennedy was shot when I was born.

Maybe that's why I always get asked the hardest questions in class. My name sucks.

Gloria Generosa Sephiroth!

Thank goodness for my unending persistence in badge of justice farming. Today after rapeing Slaven Pens Heroic with Zaendus, Zeandus, and Cuteme with a PUG priest I managed to break the one hundred mark and finally got:

Chestpiece of stoicism

For all tanks planning to run Zul'Aman in the future, I concur that this is indeed a 30% upgrade to Karazhan's Panzer Chest set. I went for a +6 to all stats bringing up my total HP to over NINETHOUSAND!!!!!! Just kidding I meant over 16,000 hp. That's a lot of meat for Heroic Mechanar tomorrow. Nah I wouldn't run that place without Zaendus.

In other news:

Today I finished Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII. The ending was so sad. You can relate to how Aeries and Zack were so close in the next story and finally understood who the hell was that guy next to her in the ending of Advent Children. Crisis Core was great. My only gripe was Genesis reciting endless lines from 'Loveless'. It felt sappy and unclean. Oh yes I had to shower after that. Overall Crisis Core was awesome. Thank you so much SquareEnix.

Assuming the role of a Main Tank

My perception to anyone who chooses to be a Tank, be it a Warrior, Paladin or even a druid has been warped like a coffee stained handkerchief left in a Vienna gutter for ten decades. The reason for this new face of opinion was tonight my guild appointed me to be the lead tank for Karazhan. The pressure was brink point intense; nine players expecting me to lead through a four hour marathon up a bluish black, rock levitating tower of ghosts. It's safe to say, chronic tanking experiences changes you to either two personality traits:

1) Arrogant, judgmental goal-getter, usually a loudmouth but you get the job done.

2) Stern silent and dead serious, easily agitated. But you pull your comrades through.

You're great but you're attitude is different. You think that healers and dpsers have all the luxury and leisure, you get pissed. Why the fuck do you have to work so hard while they stroll easy through the snow you're paving through? Here's the answer, the role of tanking are made for the super committed; you need to be very good at it, always be there for your guild and always execute every action with pin-point perfection. Duck dwelling will get your team whooped. And so I ask myself, do I want this kind of life? Is there any point in playing this game so hard and serious? Because really it might affect my personality in real life.

In the end come next expansion I will probably be retiring my role as a tank. Now there are Death Knights added to the mix with a promised proposition by the developers that tanks will be the new black. If that's going to be true, assuming a laid back position like a healer would be a better role to my already hectic life.

I could be a dps like a rogue or a mage but bah. No fucking challenge.

CRISIS CORE > MOLTEN CORE

* CAUTION SPOILERS *

This week, I re-lived the Nibelhelm incident where Sephiroth discovers who he was. All I can say was, 'eh wasn't he with Cloud instead of Zack?' Totally bamboozled me. I cannot help wondering why Cloud seemed so helpless due to Mako addiction.

Right now I'm stuck in some kind of underground cave/prison/lake thing place and it's irritating me that to guess what CoA is next. Seriously cannot be bothered with that kind of nonsense and lost my patience, so taking a break from and playing more WoW isn't such a bad idea. But if you haven't bought Crisis Core Final Fantasy VII, you won't be disappointed picking it up. I hope you played FFVII.

Tanking Prince Malchezaar

What an experience, today my guild (TRIBO) gave me the opportunity to tank the Prince above the icy rooftops of Karazhan! I never thought of myself as the main tank but today I can proudly strut around Shattrah gloating about our accomplishment. It's probably pointless to bother. It's great that team members value me more in guild runs now and I should continue to work and play hard to keep up with them. Truth be told though, Malchezzar's not really that tough, I agree with some of the guilders and feel that the last boss of Karazhan should be the Shade of Aran. That punk makes me wanna scratch his face with my hairy paws.

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On an even happier note I finally got Nightbane's Shield! The beauty just dropped tonight screaming, "Klonoa! EAT ME"! and I won. *Smug*

http://www.wowhead.com/?item=28606

Why words starts wars

Today I made a terrible mistake by telling everyone about my 'anti-social' personality. The truth to the whole thing; it's my fault in the first place for not taking the initiative to make new friends. But that's who I am. While my siblings have no problems whatsoever in establishing rapport, you could classify me as the black sheep in family, ie 'The hopeless Diplomat'. Is it something to be proud of? No! And for the past decade it has been a never-ending struggle to break out of it. Bull, disregard it, the problem persists.

I used this as an example because at certain times, even if you don't mean what you say, you can never take it back. Perhaps that's why punks like me resort to silence, paralyzed in fear that some horrible World War VII might start because of one phrase. Hell, the Cold War was 95% verbal and paranoia juxtaposed like a compact sardine sandwich.

So the next time anyone finds me not saying no nothing, it's safe to assume that I'm just worried about stirring up a hornet's nest. Besides, how many times do you wish I'd just shut the hell up.

Global news coverage on disasters

I think what happened in China and Myanmar is making me feel sorry. Is there anything a penniless student can do? So much destruction...

http://www.nytimes.com/pages/world/index.html

Cutting down on visual pollution

Having few images on this blog solves two problems; easier to update due to my unprecedented laziness and less pictures as an acknowledgment to Earth Day.

Less images = less clicking and downloading = less bandwidth consumed = less power consumption = less coal required for power stations = less CO2 emissions on Earth.

So clever.

Four raid bosses down

I thought it'd be great to get this done before I go off to bed, our guild (TRIBO) has downed Void Reaver! We've on a roll the past week, one shotting Gruul, King Ma, Magtheridon and now we got VR on the trophy list. It's been great to be part of the family attempting countless trials and getting it right on the first attempt. Great teamwork everyone! One of my warrior friends in a rival clan is pretty darned jealous of us. Ah, that warm cozy feeling.
http://tribo.epicmount.com/guild/0000/0000/1668/image-30564.jpg

(TRIBO) is hiring! Please apply at:
http://tribo.epicmount.com/

Total...annoyances...?!

What... is it... with kids... these days... loving... to... use... redundant... elements..? This... generation... is... screwed.

A word I hate to use

How do we define "cool" in the twenty first century? Why do we allow movies, magazines, advertising agencies dictate to us what's supposed to be 'it'? Didn't we as a people defined it on our own before? Then why let some corporation tie strings on our arms and legs and dance us mindlessly to a spiteful marketer's delight? We're like rats in the Pied Piper of Hamlin for cripesakes.

Take my brother for example, after he sees a movie, television series or ad, reads a newspaper or magazine, without any self-judgment and restraint he deems it to be correct, authentic.. and "the right thing thing to do". No longer is he true to himself but a reflection of an abomination of neo-con'ism.

Capitalism is killing cool.

How to unite the world in less then thirty minutes:

WAR (sorry George Lucas)! We quarrel on resources, ideals, beliefs.. you name it. Instead of working together, we're in a downward spiral of conflicts, terrorism and global exploitation that has steadily escalated in the past decade. Then you ask, is there not a suitable resolution to end to this cycle? Then here's the answer:

Extra Terrestrial Calamity + The human race = Global Unity

We need some alien race, hell-bent in ending our world, so that can we look into each other's eyes, hold hands and battle it out for a common cause, survival, you know just like Starcraft. Until then, we'll be caught up in our own tentacles, become extinct, allowing the raccoons to finally evolve and colonize mars. They'd probably plonk a flag on the surface engraved with a middle finger paw exclaiming, "I won suckers!"

New Semester Begins

Time to work hard.