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The Portal / yo
« on: October 07, 2012, 09:23:17 PM »
How's everything, guys?

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The Portal / Yo
« on: February 05, 2011, 10:19:27 PM »
What's shaking, guys?

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The Gaming Lounge / Metroid - Other M leaked footage
« on: February 27, 2010, 07:08:47 PM »
Some brave soul recorded the beginning scene of the game during the Nintendo Media Summit. The footage shows Samus remembering the events of the ending of Super Metroid where Samus battles Mother Brain and the baby metroid is killed. She awakens in a hospital at the end of the clip and is being examined for any problems. Note the voice acting for Samus. After listening to it, ask yourself if the actress was trying to read her lines in the most uninteresting and monotone voice possible.

EDIT: Yes, the youtube video has been removed, but here's a link to the report that I learned all this from. There's video of the footage on there.

Intro Cutscene

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The Gaming Lounge / Microsoft strikes down with the Banhammer
« on: November 11, 2009, 01:55:37 PM »
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/8354166.stm

Microsoft has laid down the law on all modified XBox 360 consoles, banning them and their users from the XBox Live service.

"'All consumers should know that piracy is illegal and that modifying their Xbox 360 console to play pirated discs violates the Xbox Live terms of use, will void their warranty and result in a ban from Xbox Live,' Microsoft has said in a statement."

Who here has been affected by this?

My brother has a XBox and doesn't use the XBox Live service so this doesn't apply to him.

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General Chit Chat / When a Birdboy crashes...
« on: October 15, 2009, 05:29:47 PM »
I unfortunately got into a bit of an auto accident earlier today. I'm fine and no one was hurt but my poor poor car...






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The Museum / Terragen
« on: October 12, 2009, 05:02:29 PM »
Terragen is a 3D rendering and animating program designed to create realistic natural environments. I had learned of this program after reading a Photoshop magazine I sometimes pick up. There are two versions available for free although they are feature-limited. For anyone whose interested in fooling around with Terragen, you can find their website here.

I had recently completed a tutorial made available through the website's forum and wiki. This is an example of what you can do with Terragen in a few hours of your time.


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General Chit Chat / Dragon Con '09
« on: September 05, 2009, 10:37:08 PM »
Every summer, in the heart of Georgia, people from all over the land gather forth to celebrate the various elements of pop culture, mostly dealing in fantasy and sci-fi but not strictly so. It is a convention well deserving of a name from the mythical beast of great size and power. Yes, that convention is Dragon Con.

And so, one birdboy decided to make the pilgrimage toward this three-day festival of mirth and excitement and join in on the festivities. Dressed as an Army officer in the defunct Soviet Union, this feathered friend to one and all braved the weird, the whack and the totally abstract (not to mention the horror that is Atlanta traffic) to bring an account of his tale.

I got to see William Shatner and Leonard Nimoy. Didn't have anything on hand for an autograph but cool nonetheless to see those two in the flesh. I didn't see anyone else of importance but when you only visit Dragon Con for only one day, you get what you set out for.

I saw Reth Eldirood and spoke to him for a minute. Always nice to meet another GUer. I wish it happened more often.

I saw plenty of people dressed up for the occasion and for every genre of geekdom possible. I saw plenty of Stormtroopers with some of them wearing kilts. I took a picture of the five Sailor Scouts of Sailor Moon fame. I saw Boba Fett, re-imagined in a Steampunk fashion. You name it, I probably saw it.

While I was there, I managed to buy a couple of gifts for my family. One was a bootlegged DVD copy of "Song of the South" and another was a Harry Potter t-shirt.

All in all, it was a good experience, and I hope that next year there will be more GUers to meet.

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General Chit Chat / [TU] Healthcare Debate 2009
« on: August 13, 2009, 08:10:54 PM »
In the United States of America, the debate over healthcare has once more risen across the 50 states.

For those of you who do not know the American healthcare system as it stands now, here's a little handy flow chart that shows the various agencies and outfits that are involved in the system and how they are paid:

American Healthcare as it is Now

A tad complex, wouldn't you say?

Now currently, there are at least five different versions of healthcare reform legislation up for consideration in the US Congress.

I propose a discussion on healthcare. If you will, please share your personal stories on the healthcare you receive or received in your life and perhaps your thoughts on what a national healthcare system should look like.

Since my parents were both government employees, they received health insurance through their employer. Me and my siblings were covered by the same plan until we were no longer considered dependents in our parents' household. Now that I'm no longer a dependent, I no longer have healthcare insurance and with my employment status up in the air at the moment, I could not afford any kind of insurance whatsoever now. Basically, I just have to make sure I don't get into any accidents or become sick.

On the topic of healthcare reform, I feel like there's only two ways of dealing with it: either have an all-encompassing government plan that covers every tax-paying citizen or allow the free market to do as they will with the barest of regulations on it, pushing the private sector to come up with a multi-faceted insurance market that can cater to the different needs and wants of the public. I don't think there's any room for middle ground where there can be both a government plan and a private plan. Although in the realm of postal service, there's healthy competition in the form of FedEx and UPS, representing the private sector, and the United States Postal Service, I don't think comparing delivering a package and delivering healthcare is possible.

I remember hearing some of the complaints about a government plan. A government plan doesn't have to show a profit and can operate at a loss. Of course, that's if a government plan was made that allowed it to operate at a loss.

Furthermore, I hear from critics that a government plan will force a rationing of healthcare since, if a government plan can operate at a loss, it must somehow be able to function without bringing down the entire nation's budget and therefore, certain benefits would have to be cut and the choices of which doctor you want to see and which medicines will be covered will be slim to cover costs. But that's dependent on the assumption that a government plan would operate at a loss and has no requirement to pay for itself.

I could go further, but I think that's enough for now. I would highly suggest looking for information on the debate through your favorite search engine, read a newspaper, etc. This may not matter much to non-Americans but for those of you who are Americans, I would urge you to inform yourself and tell your local representative what you think.

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Game Development / PushButton Game Engine
« on: March 28, 2009, 03:45:23 PM »
I found this out through an article I read.  Said article is here.

PushButton is a Flash game engine that is open source and free.  Components and assets are sold to users to improve their games.

Site is here

I'd thought I pass this along to those who might be interested.

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The Museum / Falco Art Nouveau
« on: March 16, 2009, 07:54:56 PM »
When I'm not playing a bird boy on TV, I participate in a little comedy in my spare time.  I'm part of an improv comedy group (think Whose Line Is It Anyway?) that performs in north Georgia area.  We call our group Laugh Out Loud, and we have a show coming up.  So the club that is hosting us, The Melting Point, was kind enough to pay for posters for advertising purposes.

Enter moi who was asked to put together a poster for said purpose of advertising.  I decided to go for an Art Nouveau style after noticing the performance was to be entitled "A Night of Improv Comedy" and images of famous Art Nouveau posters formed in my mind.



As always, comments, suggestions and/or criticisms are encouraged.

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Role Playing World / Frontier
« on: January 09, 2009, 06:24:03 PM »
The sun dawns on the Tiseyemo Valley where in the center of its large bowl-like expanse lies Edge City.  A town of middling size, Edge City was only a new settlement more than thirty years ago.  In 1869, Edge City boasted as one of the stops along the newly completed Transcontinental Railroad.  Not only that but it was also home to one of the largest cattle ranches in the country.

A train arrives from the Misty Pass on the eastern end of the valley, leaving behind a trail of black smoke.  On slower means of travel, wagons and riders make their way down into the valley through the Ice Rock Pass, south of the Misty Pass and going through parts of the mountains surrounding the valley that remain full of snow and ice year-round.  Since the railroad was completed, those not coming in on the train were forced to take the longer path going into the valley.

As the first beams of light cast themselves upon the sleepy town, it is here in Edge City where a tale of blood, riches and mystery began to unfold.

James Westing Cunningham Jr.:

The sheriff of Edge City was inside his home, sleeping off another night of whiskey and poker.  The two men shot dead during one game after some greenhorn that didn’t know better called the sheriff a cheat had already been dragged off to the undertaker.  After there was confusion as to who shot the men, Cunningham picked out three people in the saloon as the killers and marched them off to jail.  Incidentally, it was the greenhorn that called the sheriff a cheat who was part of that three.

Sunlight from the window began to fall gently upon the sheriff’s brow, stirring the man awake.

Cort Dresdon "Lonesome Ranger" Kelly:

The morning still held a touch of winter cold for Kelly’s camp so close to the Ice Rock Pass.  Unable to make it to Edge City before dark, the bounty hunter had decided to sleep out underneath the stars for one final time before riding into Edge City.  Faint puffs of smoke rose from the ashes of the camp fire.  Kelly laid on the ground, head propped up by his saddle, when dawn began to break.

Peter Fairday:

On the first part of the journey, Fairday was looking at all the life.  There were plants and birds and rocks and things.  There was sand and hills and rings.  The first thing Fairday met was a fly with a buzz and the sky with no clouds.  The heat was hot and the ground was dry, but the air was full of sound.

Fairday had been through the desert on a horse with no name.  It felt good to be out of the rain.  In the desert you can remember your name ‘cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain.

After two days in the desert sun, Fairday’s skin began to turn red.  After three days, in the desert fun, he was looking at a river bed and the story it told of a river that flowed made him sad to think it was dead.

You see Fairday had been through the desert on a horse with no name, and it felt good to be out of the rain.  In the desert you can remember your name ‘cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain.

After nine days, Fairday let the horse run free 'cause the desert had turned to sea.  There were plants and birds, and rocks and things.  There was sand and hills and rings.  The ocean was a desert, with its life underground, and a perfect disguise above.  Under the cities lies, a heart made of ground, but the humans will give no love.

So you see Fairday had been through the desert on a horse with no name, and it felt good to be out of the rain.  In the desert you can remember your name ‘cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain.

La la, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la
La la, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la
La la, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la
La la, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la
La, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la
La la, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la
La, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la
La la, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la

The chorus of voices drifted on unto eternity until suddenly, Fairday woke up.  In the back of the train, Fairday found himself where he went to sleep only hours earlier: among the sheep.  Hitching a ride on the train a few days ago wasn’t easy but it was the quickest way he could find to get to Edge City.

It was only a moment after opening his eyes that he felt the train beginning to slow down.  Fairday was finally here.  Edge City.

It must’ve felt like several minutes to Fairday before the train had stopped and after that even more minutes when he saw the large sliding door open and light flooded inside the train car.  The sheep began to bleat and bah as men herded them out.

“Who the sam hill are you?!” a stranger cried out from the light.

Glenn Thompson:

The young deputy leaned against the chair, still sleeping off the night before when the sheriff had come into the jail with three men.  There was some yelling among the three after the sheriff left as they stewed in their cells.  It had took a while before the shouting finally calmed down and there was enough quiet for Thompson to get some shut-eye.  As sunlight began to sneak through past the bars of a jail cell window, the deputy felt himself stirring awake.

Reverend Randal Flagg:

In the Harmony of His Lord and Savior Baptist Church, a former Catholic church for passing missionaries built during when the Spanish ruled the American West and before Edge City’s founding fathers settled there, the Reverend Randal Flagg slept in his tiny yet comfortable room.  The one-time mountain man snored loudly, uninterrupted from the light of a new day invading through the tiny hole that was his window.

Abigail Tanner:

The stable by the saloon was quiet, a far cry to the hooting and hollering that happened the night before when Tanner heard shots from inside.  She had seen the sheriff walking three men to the jail and soon after that, two bodies that had been dragged away for the undertaker to take care of.  It was hardly anything out of the ordinary though she thought she recognized one of the dead men.  He was an older fellow, one of the few remaining founding fathers of Edge City.  Or at least he was until a bullet made him a dead founding father.

In the stable, Tanner first woke when she heard the horses whinny and the sound of a train coming into town.  Bits of hay stuck to her as she woke from her cot in the hayloft.

Regal "Dicegunner" Oralis:

Oralis tossed around on his Pullman bed as he began to wake.  Edge City was close and it was past time to be making himself ready.  His Negro valet was already waiting to attend to Oralis’ needs before the train stopped.

Oralis’ winnings from his last game secured his train ticket, but his pockets already were beginning to feel light after spending much of them on the Pullman train’s services, including a personal valet.  Edge City would have to be where the Dicegunner would need to start winning again.

When the train stopped, after eating a quick breakfast and donning his clothes, freshly ironed and cleaned, Oralis stepped out on to the train platform, ready to see where his luck would take him.

Cat 'Coffin' Lannagan:

Sunlight drifted inside Lannagan’s room where the undertaker was sleeping in his bed.  It was only a few hours earlier when two dead bodies were unceremoniously delivered to him by men from the saloon.  After finding a place for the bodies in his morgue, Lannagan had went back to bed, choosing to deal with the matter in the morning.

One thing did stand out in Lannagan’s mind at the time when the bodies arrived: one of the dead men was one of the old men of the town that had started Edge City.  Jebediah Mahoney had no wife and no children, but he did have plenty of money as evidenced by the gold pocket watch that Lannagan “safeguarded” after going through the old man’s pockets.

A beam of light rested right on Lannagan’s face, encouraging the man to wake.

Xiang Lu:

“Alright, we’re here,” a familiar voice called out to Lu.  Last night, Lu had finally managed to get some sleep after the train engineer allowed the Chinaman to rest in his room.  The engineer, an Irishman with tendency to drink from a small tin flask, had sympathized with Lu’s near destitute situation.  The Irishman had worked on the Transcontinental Railroad himself although he found himself with another job after the task was done, unlike Lu.

Lu and the engineer shared stories last night as the engineer worked.  Mostly having to do with explosives and how incompetent and corrupt their bosses were.  In the end, Lu was more interested in sleeping than talking.

The engineer, although he respected how hard Lu and his people worked, had no time to graciously wake Lu up.  Instead he picked Lu up off from the cot and gave him a shake until Lu could stop the Irishman.  Before he could catch his breath, Lu found himself in the train station with several others getting off the train with him.

Carmen Maretti:

Maretti could feel the warmth of the morning sun passing through the canvas top of her wagon.  Being unable to go any further in the night, she had stopped shortly after making it through Ice Rock Pass.  Her travels had led her to Edge City, a town set in a place that did not seem all that different from the countryside of her native Sweden.  Would this be the place where she would find her land without discrimination or assimilation?

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Role Playing World / Frontier: A Western RPG
« on: January 01, 2009, 06:48:26 PM »
Howdy and welcome to Frontier, a Western RPG without all that magic and elves and futuristic technology that can let you shoot lightning out your rear.  Here you will be playing various characters that could have existed back in the days when a man or woman can leave whatever troubles they had east of the Mississippi river and start a new life out on the open range.  A seemingly endless frontier awaits you where every day it could be your last.  A time where Indian braves, desperadoes, horse rustlers, cowboys, mavericks and many others roamed the land with impunity at times.  The American West was a wild and dangerous place at most times, but it held the promise of freedom and a chance at a new life.

The setting is July of 1869, four years after the War between the States came to an end and the North emerged victorious.  The first Transcontinental Railroad was just completed, allowing more people to cross into the West.  Along the railroad is one of its many stops, Edge City, Nevada.  It is here where your story begins.

Info needed:

Name:
Occupation:
Background:

Occupation and Background will be important because they will determine what your character will be capable of doing.  This RPG is description-based though it may or may not contain situations that you'll need to think your way out of.  A mountain man or trapper may have a very different set of skills than a gambling maverick or a rustler.  A dentist from Georgia may know a thing or two about chemicals while being a quick draw whereas a preacher turned scout could know how to work the locals or perhaps even the Indians if his silver tongue is fast enough.  I only ask that you try to keep what you write within the realm of possibility.  Any magical axes and time-traveling will be met with derisive laughter from people in the RPG who'll believe you must be crazy or had too much rotgut in you.

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General Chit Chat / Virtual Homicide: An Ex-Wife and Maple Story
« on: October 24, 2008, 02:05:24 PM »
http://blog.wired.com/27bstroke6/2008/10/woman-arrested.html

Quote from: Wired.com
A 43-year-old Japanese woman, angry over a sudden divorce in the virtual online game Maple Story, has been arrested on suspicion of hacking into the game where she killed her once-virtual husband, authorities said.

Authorities said the Miyazaki woman illegally accessed the game with a password she hijacked from a colleague. That made it appear as if her coworker committed the online murder.

According to The Associated Press, the woman told police: "I was suddenly divorced, without a word of warning. That made me so angry."

The hacking allegation carries a maximum five-year prison term.

Here is a story of a woman scorned.  In her fury, she killed the imaginary man she once loved.

Police call it a grisly scene.  Here is a picture of the crime scene.  Parents, we advise you to move your children to another room before seeing the picture.


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The Museum / [Art] Anime Club drawing
« on: February 28, 2008, 01:16:20 AM »
Fight the Power!

A few of you may be aware that I'm a member of my university's anime club: UGAnime (yes, we're that damn clever).

Every fall and spring semester, the club puts up for one school week five hours each day of pure anime bliss called the Mega Days of Anime.  Each MDOA, a theme is selected with flyers and street art done on campus to spread our propaganda and attract more converts to our unholy cause.

This semester's MDOA theme is "Woah, Woah, Fight the Powah!".  The anime reference in the theme comes from Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann which I suggest for everyone to watch.  The "Woah" part is a bit of an in-joke in our club, and we try to have that word in every MDOA theme (Last MDOA theme was "Woah is for Dr. Tran").

After the theme is selected, art for the street painting has to be submitted in about a week.  Initially, I wanted to draw our club mascot, a pink-haired devil girl named Oni-chan, holding her fist in the air, a reference to the Black Power movement.  That idea was scrapped pretty quickly since any possible references to the Black Panthers (wiki if you don't know) would be automatically deemed controversial and the last thing our club needs to do is get on the university's bad side.  However, I still wanted to use some kind of culture reference that would relate to the theme and make itself recognizable to the student body.  Inspiration came my way when I thought of the WWII-era "We Can Do It!" poster, which would fit well with our female club mascot for starters.

I found an image of the original poster quick enough and so I started tracing it over in Corel Painter X with the pencil tool using my Wacom tablet I bought the other week.  Once I was satisified with the result, I brought the line work over into Photoshop where I put in my colors.  I kept the number of colors I used small since the intent was for this to be used as a street art painting and when it comes to street painting, you need to keep your color palette as limited as the amount of money and time you and your club can afford for it. When it came time for the club to vote on the submissions, submissions from our club's more talented artists received more votes than mine did understandably.

All in all, it was a good exercise since it allowed me to really get into how to use my Wacom tablet.  It took a lot of tries drawing lines and redrawing them until I like the results.  Granted, I don't think everything with the pic works together in harmony.  I'm sure some proportions of the face and body don't go well considering I was tracing over the original picture and then re-designing the head so it has that exaggerated manga/anime look.  For right now, though, I'm just going to sit back, take a rest from this picture and work on it again sometime in the future.

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General Chit Chat / Lent
« on: January 29, 2008, 05:13:26 PM »
For those of you who do not keep track of Christian traditions, Lent begins next Wednesday, Feb. 6th, after Mardi Gras (Fat Tuesday).  The modern Protestant tradition asks for believers to give up one favorite thing of theirs whether it be a food, drink or activity during the forty days of Lent.

If you were to give up one favorite thing for forty days, what would it be?

For myself, I would give up eating any sweets.

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