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2 Years...

Tue Sep 23, 2008, 3:16 PM
  • Mood: Daily Needs
  • Listening to: Genesis - Watcher of the Skies
  • Eating: Should be lasagna
  • Drinking: Should be whiskey
Give or take the time frame but it's been nearly 2 years since I've done ANYTHING on here and I'm wondering if I should even keep up with the AKForty7 moniker... I've moved on to bigger, brighter things and ALOT has happened to me since the last time I even took the seriousness of keeping up with this DeviantArt spiel. The same people are famous here, the User Interface has changed yet once again but I'm pretty sure alot of things haven't changed to say the least. The community must have grown exponentially with more people I won't even be able to count but that leaves open for alot more fans to be misplaced, never mentioned or even gained, again, to say the least. I've been sort of in a bitter mood lately, with small things that rack up to a mocking mountain of concerns but like I've said, alot's happened in two years.

To keep this post short and simple as best as I can keep it, I've graduated from university-level college, got that fine Bachelor's of Studio Art VisCom emphasis, have landed a couple of small illustration jobs (one I hope to get finished up by the end of the year) and trying to rekindle the amazing wonders of imagination that used to make me smile during the day, and dream during the nights (or at least the ones I was able to fall asleep by, as I find myself staying up longer and longer with immense thoughts much bigger than me.)

Life hits you hardest when you least want or expect it to but as an artist you need to learn how to place which world before you, all of them, the ones you create and the one you live in ultimately. Of course this could all just be the broodings of a young artist... I remember something one of my instructors said once, it went something like, "As a young artist, you brood and hate everything. As you get older, you can still hate everything, but you most likely won't. You'll be wiser, happier and more learned of the world you hope to hate, but can't."

It wasn't as eloquently put like that but the way I took it, that's how it came to mind, and I think about that alot. That when you're young, you hate everything and as an artist you tend to show that part about you because you grew up, some people more than others, a little differently... at least that's how I grew up, just a little misunderstood and vastly taken out of place. Life isn't as concerning of the personality issues now; I'm happier than I could ever remember myself then and wouldn't change any measure of the creature I've become today... but looking back, one can't help but wish things turned out a little bit more differently... a little bit better, a little bit brighter, more hugs or something like that, who knows, it just could've been better. We all can't be winners though right? But we can all be fighters... no one ever mentions that for some reason, it's as if we're all predestined to win or lose, succeed or fail, but that we can't fight what we are. I'm not going to get into any sort of spiritual/religious connotations, I'm talking about simply being a human being.

I'm sick of how I feel right now but I'll get over it... it just feels weird that it resorted me coming back to some nearly 2-year old DeviantArt account I'm more than sure I won't be updating anytime soon except to shoot out somewhat comforting outlets of concerning conundrums and analyses while listening to classic Genesis songs, classic as in when Genesis still had Peter Gabriel in the band and did songs like "Watchers of the Skies." (Which by the way is an awesome... awesome ambience tune if you ever wanna just forgive and forget the world for a moment, Peter Gabriel is there to help you out.)

2 years though... and honestly, I'm afraid to even put up any of the 'new' stuff I've come up with over the short years' disappearance. I'd thought about trying to become a unique individual on DeviantArt, but that's about as dysmally profound as finding light in a buried grave; so instead I'll leave it at that, a little annoyed, a little disjointed and a whole lot of depressed at the moment (when I shouldn't be).

@_@ OMG son!

Sun Dec 17, 2006, 3:02 AM
  • Listening to: Trakshun - Slipped Disk
  • Reading: The text on my monitor.
  • Watching: My mouse move around on my monitor.
  • Playing: (Was) God Hand
I dunno how many people out there have ever heard of played this game, but it recently just came out and it's for the PS2... it's called God Hand. I got three words that describe this game:

BEST

GAME

EVER!

That's all I can say and hands down, it is the most entertaining but challenging games I've played in a looong long time. So challenging I've at times because too upset to play it and had to take a break to cool down from the game. The game is a hardcore button masher, a bit like how oldskool games with NES played, where you had to constantly use the A button to do the tasks and B to jump... or what have you. God Hand is pretty similar in the same aspect except for having the most in your face fighting moments ever to be witnessed. I love this game because the game actually makes you FEEL like a hero. I dunno how many times I got so into the brawls I was actually SCREAMING at the TV as if my enemies were listening to me. The boss fights, oh man, I don't even know where to begin with those; they are right down legendary! The best boss fight I ever played in a game was in Legend of Zelda's Windwaker, the final boss fight with Ganon and the waterfall arena type chamber... THAT was a good boss fight, but God Hand's boss fights are like 10 times the boss fights Windwaker had.

Some of the boss fights get kind of annoying, like this one dude called The Great Sensei, I hate that so much, he does this annoying mirror image move where he'll summon one, up to three images of himself and they ALL do the same damage as he does-- VERY very annoying and very difficult. It's as if the game runs on a sheer spot of luck, as well as skill, but balancing between the two because sometimes, you'll just win out of dumb luck which you'd need at times and be glad you get the break, trust me. The most awesome boss fight in the game though is when you fight this one chick named Shannon, who's a demon, and you fight her before but she's just annoying as HECK! The second time, she takes on a true-demon form... and that was just one of the best boss fights I've ever played. I have NO idea what kind of game will top that, but in my rankings, the second boss fight with Shannon in her true-demon form in God Hand takes #1.

Overall, the game is so oldskool it hurts. Some may like it, some may not-- I personally think it'll fall in as some kind of cult classic; much like River City Ransom to NES or Battletoads, heck, even Roller Games. The game just won't be winning any awards anytime soon but I'm okay with that because I would rather have it there-- but even more so, happy that a game like this actually exists... I had my fun and I just beat the game, my reason for writing this journal. My goodness. over 14 hours of gameplay, and an accumulated use of 123 continues... ugh... with only 8 stages-- the game will still take you a while to beat it all because there's a couple of more things other than the game to do but overall, God Hand is one unforgiving game with a rewarding aesthetic to it. If you want to play this game but feel casual about wanting to play it, you're hugely mistaken and will be torn to bits. If you're hardcore about that kind of intense combat/fighting game system, this may be for you... but if you're truly one with the universe and need a game to test that ability-- buy this game.

X-Play reviewed it and gave it a 4 out of 5
IGN gave it a 3.0 out of 10.0, but that was because the guy reviewing it probably had no love and respect for the type of game God Hand exists as, so I particularly null their review.
If I had a popular vote on it, I'd say the game was perfect. It pushes the PS2 to its variable limits, maintains a kind of oldskool game mechanics and you get to unleash a fury of awesome moves and actually feel like a hero, whereas other games you'll basically just PLAY the hero and go along with the story. In God Hand, you ARE the hero and you become accustomed to the main character, Gene, to a very intimate level.

I love this game so much that I wish I had more finger strength to write up more about it in this journal but my fingers hurt... I think I've pushed the square, circle, X and triangle buttons over one billion times each already and I'm taking the toll on it as I type... ugh... I'm done, just done, but proud to say I've actually beaten God Hand in less time than I thought it would've took LOL.

Good game, good game fool, good game.

Best NES Game Soundtrack Ever? OLDSKOOL TOP TEN!

Fri Dec 8, 2006, 11:37 AM
  • Listening to: DJ Seith - Bomberman 3 Bomb Factory OC Remix
  • Reading: The text on my monitor.
  • Watching: My mouse move around on my monitor.
  • Playing: Mind games! AND I'M LOSING TO MYSELF!
Well to me, it has to be Megaman II. The soundtrack to that game is by far, the coolest MegaMan soundtrack ever and probably the best game soundtrack next to River City Ransom and Battletoads HAHAHAHA!!!

To compile just how I rank the game soundtracks I know and love, I'm gonna go about them here:

1. MegaMan II (GO BUBBLEMAN, GO!)
2. River City Ransom (BARF!)
3. Crystalis (In 2001, the world came to an end...)
4. Battletoads (Rash! Zitz! PIMPLE!)
5. Bomberman (... it's Bomberman...)
6. Goonies (HEY YOU GUYYYS!)
7. Tinytoon Adventures (OMG IT'S TINYTOONS!)
8. Castlevania (Vampire Hunter!)
9. Wizards & Warriors (T'is a nice jam to jam to.)
10. Super Mario Bros. (Because it used the same 3 songs, 4 if you include the star.)

Best of the Internet!

Fri Aug 11, 2006, 8:57 AM
Looking through a [link] forum, a place where I usually go to check my Battlefield 2 gaming stats online just to check on my progress, I recently ran into this: [link]

It's a QDB Top 100 Quotes from IRC chat logs, or portions rather that have some of the most funniest posts I've ever seen in any chat room. It almost makes me want to join in and see what this is all about as I wish for conversations alot like these LOL.

Here are some quotes I enjoyed ALOT:

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#6460 +(6389)- [X]

<studdud> what the fuck is wtf

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#6441 +(6366)- [X]

<Zanthis(ALE)> AFK, tornado

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#368808 +(6432)- [X]

<@David> Yay I get laid today! Been a month.... needing it by now
<@Sony> ...........
<@Sony> TMI TMI TMI
<@David> Only a few hundred pounds but its better than nothing
<Malpine> Thanks for the info
<@David> eh?
<@David> damn i meant PAID
<@David> I get PAID today
<@David> dammit

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#334762 +(6444)- [X]

<UKDJ|Planet> I swear to god
<UKDJ|Planet> I've just heard a duck tell a joke
<Jock> o...k
<UKDJ|Planet> there was as group of ducks on a pond near where i live
<UKDJ|Planet> one of the ducks was quacking away looking straight at a group of like 10 ducks
<UKDJ|Planet> then he stopped and all the other ducks went mental
<UKDJ|Planet> it looked just like duck stand-up comedy

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#125283 +(8296)- [X]

<Jeedo> hey baby, whats up?
<Indidge> umm....nothing?
<Jeedo> So....want me to like come over today so we can fuck?
<Indidge> Wait....did you want to speak to my daughter?
<Jeedo> Yes Mrs.Miller.. :-/

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The others are long and worth the read, even if you don't understand that much internet lingo, others here are good enough for read and will probably teach you the ways of such. In any case, take a good long look at this, it's really awesome!

End of an Era :: The F-14

Sat Jul 29, 2006, 9:32 AM
Anyone who's anyone knows the F-14 series of fighter jet, AKA the Tomcat. Well just recently the F-14 is officially taking a retirement of duty, service and omniscient fear from the enemy to a place where they'll never fly again... to me this is what I call the End of an Era. We've actually faced several of them and they usually occur when we least expect them, or when we least suspect the significance of these creations, usually by machines. It is through machines that revolutionize our very existence in many ways we can't even imagine because were never thought of... from the simplest device such as the television, a microwave, to the largest, most complex pieces of technology such as the SR-71 Blackbird or the de-commisioned Concorde commercial plane. These machines place a mark in history which revolutionized the world, and when they're put away, it's pulling man's greatest creations back in a pseudomodern dark age, a kind of fear or lack of initiative to PUSH rather than pull.

Now the F-14 is being replaced by newer fighter jets that 'supposedly' compromising to our beloved Tomcat's capabilities, but Naval fighter jocks still refer to the Tomcat as the best, was and is. 36 years in service, that's more than twice the average military service of any man in service and has compared to any machine that has presented itself in service, that's even longer. We all know the Tomcat from the movie starring Tom Cruise in the famous, if not infamous, Top Gun, which was shot at Miramar Naval Air Station, the home and heart of the F-14's. There was muc hreason to speculate why this plane presented itself outside of others despite 'hollywood fame'.

It was retro, yet beyond its time, presenting now. When you looked at it, you KNEW what it was whether you loved or hated planes, it was still respected. It felt more like a supercar we ALL want or wanted to fly in at one time (I know I do) and lastly... it just looks so damn cool. I'm definitely gonna miss this plane because it's showing me just where the military is going with and what. But I'm afraid other machines like this will be facing their time in due retirement such as the A-10 Warthog/Thunderbolt. Other machines'll follow but this one definitely takes the breath away from most of us who'll discover, and to those who have been akinned to this great plane at one time.

Come to think of it, the only people who I know will feel shame for this, to any extreme would be militarily involved individuals, aeronautical fanatics... and SWATKat: Radical Squadron fans LOL. If one can remember, the F-14's design was mimicked in the Hannah-Barbara TV-show SWATKats: The Radical Squadron. The show too felt a saddening demise with only 2 season, the second season being its last and final one, with 3 last episodes cancelled, but planned, including a movie in the works... but the whole thing was decommissioned by the very people who raised it. The reason was never specific, but one would have to speculate as the creators were Hannah-Barbara. Hannah Barbara being infamous for the essence of cartoon mediocrity and had then created SWATKats? The combination seemed like it wouldn't and shouldn't have made sense... and to some point it didn't. That being said, that was probably why it was stopped. For once, Hannah-Barbara had created something with substance, an enthralling story, delightful characters... it just made sense... but I digress. Comparable to this, this show shares a kindred spirit to the rest which mark the 'End of an Era'. That something so great is given its last moment in fanfare... or simply left in the dark, we all still remember and wish for some kind of comeback, in any way possible.

I write about this and some may wonder "So the F-14 is being decommissioned, big deal, I hate war and that's all it was used for..." That may be the case but that's not my plight in this at all. The fact here is that I love history... that is being made. I acknowledge the fact that GREAT things are happening in my lifetime now (some... not so great... but lest we speak of them as they've dawned America's presence of mixed, confusing emotions, Bush being involved as well... so we'll just leave it alone...) but this one piece of history in the making being more noteworthy to me as I carry that love for my country, aeronautics (including the little bit of SWATKats I involved LOL). Before my parents got divorced, my mom was married to an Air Force man. During that time, my dad would take us air shows hosted by the air force bases we lived in... and demonstrated the power and skill these machines had, specifically the F-14. If not for less pleasing dilemnas that had occurred in my life, I might have considering going into the Air Force just to be able to be the pilot of one of those F-14's, or any other jet, as long as it was with an F-14 by association.

Since then my mom had since remarried, but still in the military, an Army man, and with ties still associated militarily, my love, fascination and ever growing exposure to practically every war machine known to man, has brought me akin to them, as if they were the icons of stuff you read about in fantasy books... legends ya know? Avatarial myths taken form in the shape and practice of steel, hardware, fuel and engines... and used in the very execution of defense for the country's cause (wherever it may lead). So many may see the F-14, as well as any other war machine developed by man as just that: A machine that condones in the act of war.

Yet war is an act of necessity. Mankind has developed itself on GREAT things only AFTER wars as wars engage human beings in the act of necessity. That means of necessity is to have something better than the enemy. Once that's all done and over with, there's technology left over to maintain, but also distribute among the masses for better things to make our lives easier and in other ways, enjoyable. I'm not saying that something great will come off the retirement of the F-14, but I am speculating that for every end of an era, there is a machine being used less till naught, and that in its lay to rest, another arises, if not something deriving from inspiration or purpose of that retirement.

Being a literary romantic, I see the F-14 and any other machine so great as more than just machines, but as relics. Relics that should remind us, inspire us and those around it to know what it stood for and to learn from it, respect it and hope for something better in honor of its predecessory ancestor. Just as the F-14 paid homage to the F-4 Weasel/Phantom (some spell it Fantom), there are a slew of other machines out there that carry its principle of remembrance EVERYONE will know. The F-14 though, holds a much more personal feeling, if not for America, EVERYONE because that plane has hit the mark on this planet much more than any other.

So as I bring closure to this personal (and boring LOL) entry, I leave one last note from a forum I engaged myself into regarding this famous, if not infamous plane of aerial combat... the F-14 Tomcat.

"Definitely the turn of an era if you ask me. Kind of like when the Concorde was de-commisioned for commercial use as a means to fly from destination A to B or when Neil Armstrong attended it's last flight... saying 'One small step for man, one giant leap back in time for mankind' ... they feel like kindred spirits here, yes.

We can't love machines like we can love a human... but we sure as hell can love them like we love legends."

And I feel that's true... you can't love machines like we can love another human, but they are that much closer to the stuff of legends, myths and arcane sanctum.

God Bless your time in service F-14, may your last aerial swagger on the decks of the last carrier you'll land on be the best, an God Bless the pilots who've logged their hours in service to these diabolically famous jets.

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For some insight on the F-14: [link] Check it out.

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