First movie: " I am the great traitor. There must be no other. Anyone who even thinks about deserting this mission will be cut up into 198 pieces. Those pieces will be stamped on until what is left can be used only to paint walls. Whoever takes one grain of corn or one drop of water, more than his ration, will be locked up for 155 years. If I want the birds to drop dead from the trees, then the birds will drop dead from the trees. I am the wrath of god. The earth I pass will see me and tremble. But whoever follows me and the river, will win untold riches. But whoever deserts..." Second movie: " A: Tomorrow will be like today, and the day after tomorrow will be like the day before yesterday. I see your remaining days as a tedious collection of hours full of useless vanities. You will think no new thoughts. You will forget what little you have known. Older you will become, but not wiser. Stiffer, but not more dignified. Childless you are, and childless you will remain. Of that suppleness you once commanded in your youth, of that strange simplicity which once attracted men to you, neither endures, nor shall you recapture them. C: You're a mean, ugly man! A: Mirrors are often ugly and mean. When you die, you will be buried and forgotten, and that is all. And for all the good or evil, creation or destruction, your living might have accomplished, you might just as well never have lived at all."
There is a movie based on The Case of Charles Dexter Ward called The Resurrected that is suprisingly good. The effects are a little dated, but the movie thankfully doesn't overly rely on them. The movie does a solid job of building up a mood of dread that captures the source material quite well. Plus it has the criminally underrated Chris Sarandon in it, and he's always a treat.
I don't know man, I think this is one of the creepier monsters out there. Having some dead-eyed little freak clamoring up your helpless body to pull out your teeth, leaning in to whisper in a high pitched voice, "Is it safe?" is downright disturbing to me. And if he has a couple of giggling friends tugging on your fingernails with pliers while you can't do a thing about it? Yeah.
Quote: Whenever Dune is on I have to watch it. All of it. Quote: The Lynch version? "My name is a killing word!" Or the newer version? The Lynch one. It's like watching a slow motion, surreal car crash. Whenever I think, "OK time to change the channel," Sting walks out in leather underroos or someone is milking Mr. Bigglesworth and suddenly I can't help but watch.
Tequila Sunrise wrote:
I read up to God Emperor of Dune and then kind of lost interest. After a while I just really didn't care what happened.
Tequila Sunrise wrote:
There's a book? ;)
I really liked the movie Willow. I've only ever called into work sick once and I wasn't really sick. Errol Flynn's Robin Hood was on followed by the Last Starfighter and I was out of vacation days. Whenever Dune is on I have to watch it. All of it. I bawl like a baby whenever I hear Puff the Magic Dragon. I own a guinea pig named Corpsegrinder. I had hoped naming it Corpsegrinder would make it a less lame animal to own, but no, it's still pretty lame. I think The Last Dragon is the pinnacle of American cinema, which should rightfully invalidate all my views on any form of entertainment. In a survival situation my only use would be as a source of protein for the people that actually have applicable skills.
Anyone who makes more than three threads complaining about how underpowered monks are should vanish into the night, drug off to the Paizo Friendship Gulag. I believe that people that complain about balance in a game of make believe with flying flambé lizards and sentient psychic jellyfish must have had a very sad, puzzling childhood. Anyone that uses the term nerf in any context outside of a device that flings foam darts should be punched in the liver. The amount of grief Sean K Reynolds gets is obscene and annoying, especially since 90% of it is basically people expecting Paizo to release personalized rules catering to their every whim and demand. Anime, with a few exceptions, makes my head hurt. And if someone has a cutesy anime name or avatar for their profile I can safely assume I’m probably not going to agree with them on anything other than perhaps in what direction the sun sets. This also applies to My Little Pony when you aren't a six year old girl. The first Matrix movie was like being cornered by a stoner freshman at a party that just took their first Philosophy class and feels the need to babble their new insights to you. Firefly is the cure for insomnia. The Phantom Menace was the best of the new Star Wars movies simply because I didn’t have to watch the most contrived chemistry-less relationship ever filmed. Star Trek is mind numbing. Every single Star Wars movie is a 90 minute toy commercial. I can’t stand Dr. Who and want to ram a sonic screwdriver into my eyeball whenever someone tries to talk to me about it. Anyone that wanders around with a top hat and isn’t in a tuxedo should be mocked. Relentlessly. Owning more dice than you can conveniently carry means you’re one step from being on Hoarders. Pearl Jam is better than the Beatles. I like reading Gorbacz mocking people. The fact I have friends is a mystery.
A quick question and thank you. On the advice of your blog I tracked down a copy of Algernon Blackwood's The Willows and it was fantastic. So good in fact I'm dusting off my Dark Matter books and running a game because of the story. Before I get cracking though are their any other stories that you know about that are in the same vein as that one that I should check out beforehand?
Samnell wrote:
I had decided that there must be something to this whole learning witchcraft from Harry Potter. After careful study and contemplaton of her description of the art of flying brooms I decided I was ready. Climbing to the top of my house in my resplendent Ravenclaw robes I held my broom at the ready, while my friend waited on the ground below to chuck a golf ball we spray painted gold at me while I zoomed around. To my suprise rather than slipping the jealous bonds of gravity and kissing the sky, I plummeted like a rock and broke several bones as well as my poor broom. As I sat in lengthy contemplation (and traction) I decided that while an excellent writer of fiction, Ms. Rowling is lacking in her ability to teach magic and should perhaps brush up on it at a local community college or something along those lines.
In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog. When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out. But the worst thing I ever done; I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa - and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.
My friends and I had far and away our best Gen Con PFS experience this year.We only had time to play in two events and both DMs we had were stellar and were credits to the title. Our DM for God’s Market Gamble Saturday night was also an organizer that from what I gathered had to step in at the last minute to run our game. He did an amazing job and brought an incredible level of energy and fun to the game even while running back and forth from one room to the next. The DM we had for Sunday morning was a stone cold DMing machine. She had the Cypermage Dilemma down to a science and was one of the best prepared and skilled DMs I’ve ever had the pleasure to play under. Her visual aids were incredible, and really added to the game. Nothing we threw at her even made her blink and she was even polite enough to not roll her eyes too much at my really bad bomb puns. I’m stoked I got to play under two amazing DMs of different styles that really represented the best of PFS I’ve seen so far.
Well I'm glad he's doing good. He's always been a heck of a nice guy that's always treated customers right. I heard that he was considering moving shop back to Mt Pleasant, and kind of got my hopes up, but I guess that's not to be. I've been a game store nomad since Level 20 went the way of the dodo and kind of miss having a place to hang my hat.
I think there are a couple in St Johns too, although the one I think just does wargaming. Norm's Hobby used to be there but I'm not sure if it's still around. Norm is a pretty decent guy and a die hard gamer so I'm sure he'd be down for doing PFS. 21 Century is a wonderful store that usually has a pretty good sized crowd in it, so if you're looking to get things going in East Lansing that's a great place to start. I don't know if you've been in contact with anyone in Grand Rapids, but Whitecap Comics right off of Lake Michigan Dr used to run PFS. I haven't heard from the lady that ran things there in a long time, so I'm not sure if they still do it or if someone else is in charge of it.
North of Grand Rapids two new stores just opened up; Excelsior in Greenville and Alpha and Omega Coffeehouse and Games in Cedar Springs. If you want next time I'm in town I can pop in and do a little poking to see if either of them are up for some PFS. I do know that both stores stock Paizo books and both had decent sized crowds in them, so might not be a bad idea.
Eric Clingenpeel wrote:
Alma. Just down the road from the library actually. Saturday is the only day that all of us have off, so if you can get one going then please shoot me a line. We'd love to meet some fellow PFS players.
Eric Clingenpeel wrote:
What day are you looking at playing? I can probably get you 3-6 players if it's on a Saturday.
ProfessorCirno wrote:
I’ve got good news too! You’re fully capable of fixing things you don’t like! Which I would hazard to guess from your many, many, many posts about what is wrong with Pathfinder is quite a bit. You seem a smart fellow; I’d genuinely like to see you offer up some alternatives that you feel are superior to what you’re seeing from Paizo rather than settling for attempting to be the forum H.L. Menken. Gather your ideas, put them down, and put them in a book. Show em Prof, show em how it’s done. You can call it, “ProfessorCirno’s Guide to an Explosively Awesome Role Playing Experience That is so Awesome That It Punches Awesome in The Face, Steals Awesome’s Saturn L-200, and Makes Awesome Look at Pictures of It and Awesome’s Wife in Bermuda." I would be first in line for such a book. |