In order to fully grasp the sociopolitical texture of Final Fantasy XV, it’s probably important to watch the movie. And maybe the anime. I didn’t do those things. I just jumped in with both feet into what feels like a Final Fantasy MMO for the most part, but… I think I’m okay with that. I’m at least ten hours okay with it, judging by the weekend. Big takeaways:
This game has meticulous, overwhelming, almost pornographic 3d models of food. And,
It’s a world where people have swords AND cars AND cellphones.
Gabe wondered if they had done some of those specific things on purpose, and I thought maybe he had been infected by a xenospore so I took precautions.
I can only imagine you have read my recent missives with increasing dread, but my investigations of the Eberhard Hoard have reached a dead end. What is needed for research of this kind is strong coffee, mixed with the milk of the goat, and a dried preparation of the herb dreamveil in a 5/3/1 ratio, coupled with a sturdy notebook: one that can be relied upon to contain mystery. For my own studies, I made an order of one mug and one journal to contain my revelations, but perhaps some malevolent force beyond our ability to perceive it added several thousand more mugs and notebooks to my cart, because now I am surrounded by mugs and notebooks - even were I able to extend my life in an unnatural way, I should never find use for all of them. So I offer them to you now from my family’s warehouse, at a fifteen percent discount - any mug, and any Moleskine, for a fifteen percent reduction in their already reasonable price.
In brighter days, I did consider myself a student of verse; in the public houses near Miskatonic University I did perform recitations of my work with some measure of cup-borne enthusiasm. I tell you this by way of warning, for I fear some muse has taken the reins.
A vessel to sip dark elixir,
From an etched and evil pitcher.
The skin of moles is bound to service,
Pages sleep beneath the surface.
Indeed, it was at one of these fateful “Nights of the Open Mic” that I met the man - if a man he was - who would become my mentor in things which should never be taught, to say nothing of learned. But that is a tale for another day. I leave you with another glimpse of the nefarious Codex Coupons.
We’ve been Twitching constantly lately, but we’ve also been streaming games and other stuff from the office. I’m hooked on it. Wild dogs couldn’t drag me away. Well, they probably could. I guess it depends on how many wild dogs. In truth, any value for wildDogs over 1 is probably a deal breaker. But I do like hanging out on there, and hopefully it provides some subtle nutrient for those who gather there.
We’ve played Shadow of Mordor: Game of the Year Edition (GOTYE…?) the last couple times. It’s not new or anything, that’s true; but if you had a PS4 Pro, as our Gabriel does, you might want something uprezzed with new graphical effects, but in a game you’re already familiar with so the delta is apparent. You might also want a game where you trip a person and pull them down onto a sharp sword! Imagine that there is a single game that does all this. And it’s still rad! The game is still fucking rad.
One of the things that continues to stoke this rad furnace, maybe even the thing, is that “Nemesis System” thing that is constantly birthing a moist menagerie of motivated foes. I’m confident that we don’t play the game correctly; of course, if we’re having fun, it doesn’t really matter. But we play the game as though Mordor were a kind of skate park, where our haunted-ass ranger is the board and this ready supply of orcs are the rails and ramps. We die all the time, because we’re mostly trying to do cool tricks, which results in a flow of new blood perpetually being pumped into their ranks. This engine they’ve made is amazing when you are home playing it at night in the dark, but in a context where people are watching it happen the little stories it creates are hilarious and addictive. In one play session, Kuga Blood-Licker came back several times, each time more fucked up than the last, until he became a kind of folk hero to the stream and no doubt to orc-kind; the urge to immortalize him eventually became too strong to resist.
My affection for beasts is well known; gaze ye upon my archive, and despair. So it should be no surprise that I also love Fantastic Beasts. And because I love them, Grobb Salad cannot. That’s just how it is.
He didn’t understand that this was the start of a planned series of films; that might have soothed him somewhat. As a single movie, maybe it don’t work so good. Maybe there’s too much scaffolding. For my part, I would accept a reading that either makes the film a scaffold or a substrate. I eventually just stopped watching the Harry Potter movies - they were always useful to me primarily as a visual aid, not required, but additive. I want to learn new stuff, though. And I want to learn new stuff, in a new way, with a story designed explicitly to be filmed - one that doesn’t have to serve, at a minimum, two masters. I also thought Newt Scamander was an amazing portrayal; I have a hard time looking directly at people sometimes also, and I don’t know if I’ve ever seen that facet portrayed in a character meant to be heroic.
We’re getting down to the wire on the Child’s Play Charity Dinner & Auction, coming up December 8th at 6:30pm. Will we see you there? Individual tickets are still for sale here, and table sponsorships for groups are available here. Got something amazing for a last minute Auction Item - maybe an experience or artifact that shows your team at its best? This is the last day we can accept them: consider the impact a gift of your work and time can make, feel really good for a few minutes, and then act by filling out our form. We’ll take it from there.
I’m really starting to dig these live drawing streams. The chat has been fun and it’s nice having some company while I draw. If you’d like to join one of the live streams, I do them Tuesday mornings at 10:00am PST for now. Yesterday was a fun one as I was drawing while at the same time trying to manage our new puppy. This is Gracie and yesterday during the stream she made it very difficult to draw.
"A house is not a home without a dog". This is our new pup Gracie. She is very soft. pic.twitter.com/4wNgY5EvoV— Gabe (@cwgabriel) November 29, 2016
At the request of the chat, I am trying to figure out a “puppy cam” solution that will allow you to watch me draw and Gracie chew on all my shit. You can watch the recorded show right here if you missed it yesterday. They have to strip out all the audio though because I’m listening to music the entire time.
We are going to be on again this afternoon at 2:00 pm PST. Tycho and I will be playing some more Shadow of Mordor. Maybe we’ll find Kuga the Bloodlicker again! Be sure and subscribe to the channel for alerts when we turn the stream on. Also, all the “tips” we get on the Twitch stream will go to Child’s Play and not a hole in the ground.