I don't mention this a lot, but I am a FGC monster. I worship everything fighting games, and while that does not entail that I am good, I am at least up to date on Fighting Game Community try-hard drama. That's not what this post is about, however.
In actuality, it will be about a different number of things, but I wanted to touch on February releases for people who are into punching stuff.
STREET FIGHTER V BABEEEEEEEYYYYYY!!!>?!?
I cannot be more excited for a video game release since Street Fighter IV seven years ago. I haven't been playing SFIV lately, but a couple of months ago I brushed up on my fundamentals through the godlike SFIII: 3rd Strike. Seriously, punching stuff has never been better since 3rd Strike, and probably never will be, but SFV looks promising. Supposedly, it's going to feel a lot like Street Fighter Alpha 3, which is good! I dabbled(played a few sets online never really learned the game), but if I learned anything from Alpha 3, is that guard crush will promote a more offensive play style in the game. Also Combofiend promises that fundamentals will really shine in this title. Let's hope so.
Hype V-Trigger Combo(webm)
Preorder skin from Gamestop, "Hot Ryu" (not kidding its what its called)
I cannot be more excited for a DLC since Ryu's release than Bayonetta. I'm talking about the new Smash4 DLC coming out this Wednseday.
Bayonetta gameplay (and some other guy?)
I just noticed Blogger won't let me place videos from any other source other than YouTube. Fuck you Google. Seriously. (going to keep using you tho)
I digress. Bayonetta seems like a lot of fast, low damage moves, but a good focus on combos. Hopefully she has enough kill moves in her arsenal, didn't see a lot from the footage they showed. Her jab combo is straight out of her game, ending with a flurry of punches before sending you off. I'm in love with that counter(?), Witch Time is amazing. The way they implemented it, it seems like you can go off making your own combo, but they guy on the video apted to kill Corrin with a smash.
I can already tell that coming up with combos with Bayo will be the most fun I'll have with this game. I don't mean to hate on this game, but I'm not in the slightest competitive. My friends, however, are and I just happened to meet their level. I can't wait to find out new tech with Bayo, maybe I can start caring about this game again.
Oh yeah, Corrin is coming out, too. Uh, he's a sword character, rewards spacing, high damage single attacks, who cares.
This week I came around to watching the rest of Prison School. Even though I've already read past what they showed, I really enjoyed myself watching it all over again. The whole time I wondered why this show still kept me on the edge of my seat, even though I've read it all. There's something really neat about that, and I feel like that's something to commend it for.
There were some problems, though. The pacing of the show is a little fast, for my taste. Maybe it's from stuffing a lot of the manga's content into their, or the story just works better in a weekly manga publishing, but I feel like some scenes could have definitely been done better. The principal's scenes could have done with some overly dramatic still frames, and some scenes could just have been played with a bit more in the animating section. These small fallacies however aren't too distracting. The show overall is a good watch for heist lovers, or someone just looking for a really good comedy. Or fucbois, if you're a fucboi you'd probably like this.
A really good scene..
Now that I think about it, this anime is meme paradise. Scene by scene giffy material, it never ends.
Another show I watched this week is Shimoneta. It's about a guy who joins a terrorist organization whose main goal is to tell dirty jokes. It's as fun as it sounds dumb. I've taken to the character Anna, and her pure antics. Love nectar. Seriously, she should be a nun. There are some really good scenes in the show, and for the most part was really entertaining. Love nectar. There wasn't much a story here, as it kind of just involves them doing weird/ perverted antics for 24 minutes. There is the final boss subplot, and also some treachory, but I didn't care much for it. Love nectar. Where the show did shine was the ignorance from all the characters from all the lewd things happening. Love nectar.
I did also finish D4: Dark Dreams Don't Die. What an amazing game is all I have to say for it. If you're into TellTale games but thought it needed a splash of Japanese imagination, say no more.
We have arrived at the promise lands.
D4 is a game about a man discovering his past and identity of his wife's murderer. I'm not going to get into detail here, but I definitely advise you to check it out, as my good friend did advise me.
The game is chock full of QTEs; the best parts were usually what followed. The cinematography(can you call it that? not sure) shined like no other. The cast and the mystery behind the whole thing left me intrigued. An excellent, off the wall 'who-dun-it' adventure game with lots of QTEs.
Anywho, time for a story.
Gather round readers. This happened in a small town, with small going-ons.
It was a hot, summer night. 7'o clock had spun around, and it was time for me to clock out and head homewards. Jumping into my car, I noticed it. Some homeless man was sleeping in his truck again for the tenth night in a row. Insignificant, but I did notice him. Well, to be frank, I don't know if this guy is homeless, I'm just judging that from how many nights he's been sitting in the same spot and also his beard. Anyways, I roll out on to the street on my usual route when I get stopped at a red light.
This seemed like any other day, but this one was different. As I turned up my anime music on my iPhone and rolled down my window, a car of the 'gangster' variety rolled up to my Silverado. Inside the tuna can of hip hop and urban knowledge were four dangerous, deadly possibly gun toting individuals. At this certain point in my life, I felt a very familiar feeling rise from my chest. It was my old friend, the "Fight-or-Flight" response. Yes, the same feelings responsible for my shut-in otaku upbringings has reared its shy, ugly head once more to potentially save me from a disastrous outocome.
This seemed like any other day, but this one was different. As I turned up my anime music on my iPhone and rolled down my window, a car of the 'gangster' variety rolled up to my Silverado. Inside the tuna can of hip hop and urban knowledge were four dangerous, deadly possibly gun toting individuals. At this certain point in my life, I felt a very familiar feeling rise from my chest. It was my old friend, the "Fight-or-Flight" response. Yes, the same feelings responsible for my shut-in otaku upbringings has reared its shy, ugly head once more to potentially save me from a disastrous outocome.
Oh no! Were my thoughts when I looked at the traffic light, which remained a static red.
Oh shit! As my anime music was now blaring because I'm an advocate for "Kawaii in the streets, Senpai in the sheets," lifestyle.
My hand still on the volume nob, I instinctively turned left. The left turn that will not only turn down my music, but also save my demure,pasty skinned life. Yes, I thought, this is ultimately what evolution has led to. A billion years of evolution has led to this very moment, there was no feasible way my on point 5-frames or less reaction would let me down. I felt the neurons in my brain surge with aptitude in nob turning. The hair on my skin lifted, and I felt myself gaining a powerful aura. I could not possibly lose.
My hand still on the volume nob, I instinctively turned left. The left turn that will not only turn down my music, but also save my demure,pasty skinned life. Yes, I thought, this is ultimately what evolution has led to. A billion years of evolution has led to this very moment, there was no feasible way my on point 5-frames or less reaction would let me down. I felt the neurons in my brain surge with aptitude in nob turning. The hair on my skin lifted, and I felt myself gaining a powerful aura. I could not possibly lose.
The music turned down. The light was still red, and they were just now making their way to slow down to a stop beside my car. I relaxed. I have won this day.
"Hey man, you smoke the righteous ging?" (dramaticization, he really just asked if I smoked weed)
I jumped a little. I also might have shit my pants. Maybe.
"Yeah dude, 420." (dramaticization, I really just heck yeah to be cool)
The gears were turning. What the hell did I say? I've never smoked any kind of illegal substance, much less ganja. What the fuck?
I must have said it out of fear. At that time in my life, four individuals with any car I saw from San Andreas automatically associated itself with the 'thuglife' in my brain. I'M SORRY I DON'T MEAN TO PROFILE. But I can't help it. :( And so my brain told me, "Hey man, they might have guns man just play it cool." They were scary to my brain, so I believe that's why I said it. Anyways, back to the story.
The gears were turning. What the hell did I say? I've never smoked any kind of illegal substance, much less ganja. What the fuck?
I must have said it out of fear. At that time in my life, four individuals with any car I saw from San Andreas automatically associated itself with the 'thuglife' in my brain. I'M SORRY I DON'T MEAN TO PROFILE. But I can't help it. :( And so my brain told me, "Hey man, they might have guns man just play it cool." They were scary to my brain, so I believe that's why I said it. Anyways, back to the story.
The gentlemen in the car gave me a smile. I was relieved. I had passed the test.
"Hey dude, I can get you the good stuff. Just call this number ***-***-****."
I complied. I reached into my pocket for my phone, and entered the digits into my contacts list. In fact, if you know me in real life, I can even show you his number if you'd like. Maybe you want some weed or something. I don't know. Don't arrest me NSA.
I complied. I reached into my pocket for my phone, and entered the digits into my contacts list. In fact, if you know me in real life, I can even show you his number if you'd like. Maybe you want some weed or something. I don't know. Don't arrest me NSA.
"Call me right now mane."
As he ushered these words into the air, the light on the stoplight finally granted me mercy.
Green is the color of heaven.
I nodded to the gentlemen in the car, giving my "Okay!" in the form of a physical message. HAHA! I did it. I won. I sped up a little, just enough to be out of sight of the guys in the car, and I threw my phone into the car seat adjacent victoriously. What came next I should have seen a mile away. Literally.
As I came to a little further down the street, another stoplight came up. This time, it was green. Someone was watching over me, I thought as the light turned yellow. Wincing, I sped up a little.
Not this time.
But as fast as the glimmer of hope came, it also left in a flash. A red flash.
"Welcome to hell, enjoy your stay," as my vision turned red and flames enveloped my surroundings. At the forefront was the red light, sitting atop his throne stopping all that is good in life.
My face was flush.
As I creaked to a slow stop, I heard the car behind me catching up. I watched on the mirror as the vehicle otherwise known as urban satan slowly rolled up to my car. A drop of sweat rolled down my cheek.
I picked up my cellphone from the seat and started to play with it. I was on my music app scrolling through music as they rolled up. They looked at me.
There are times in my life when I definitely think I should have died. I read an interesting theory on this on some internet forum, so it must be true. Anywho, the theory entailed that whenever you died, you lapse into another timeline where you don't die and continue on with your life. I thought it was a cool theory and a nice sci-fi spin on life. Anywho, I feel that I should've switched timelines at least 5 times in my life.
I waited there. It took a minute for the light to switch, but it finally did. Even as I rolled ahead, I kept playing with my phone until I was in the clear. I swear they were loading their imaginary firearms. The brain is powerful man. Fuck me.
Anywho, that's just an excerpt from my overly anxious life.
Time for some goals.
*Finally did it. I applied for University of Houston. It was pretty cool, too. On Friday, I visited Bryan College station and dropped off my college transcript. Texas A&M is really nice.
*Got my college transcripts
*Finished Prison School. Worth it.
(x)I completely forgot about this. This is embarrassing. :(
(x)I went for only 2 runs this week. Bleh, I should've gone out last night but I was lazy.
(x)I went for only 2 runs this week. Bleh, I should've gone out last night but I was lazy.
*Finished D4. Badass game.
And next week's goals.
*Apply for a scholarship
*Look into exchange student programs
*Practice guitar at home through lessons or JustinGuitar
*Run through some vocal practices
*Look up on starting a band
*Look up on starting a band
*Go for 2 runs (I know, but giving myself a little leeway this time. I wanna be lazy this week.)
And that's it. Hope you enjoyed, as always.
Love you guys.
Love you guys.