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  1. Passion
    I understand. You found paradise in the land you live, you had a good trade, you made a good living. The police protected you and there were courts of law. You didn't need a friend like me. But, now you come to me, and you say: "Passion, give me justice." But you don't ask with respect. You don't offer friendship. You don't even think to call me the Emperor. Instead, you come into my house on the day my plans to dominate the world are to be carried out, and you ask me to have political views?
    Allow me to sate your thirst for knowledge, then.


  2. Passion
    So, as it might have been already known by those who were interested, my second grandfather recently passed away. I was never really close to my grandparents from the side of my dad, but my mom's grandparents were my childhood. Ever since I remember they've been part of our lives, helped us immensly and coexisted with us as if we were a normal, giant family. They were always there for us when required, and we were always there for them.
    But...
    Only after my grandfather recently passed away, I started wondering, how much did I actually know about him ?  You see, my grandfather ever since I remember was a person who, when pressed about something, would always lock himself tight with his own thoughts and it was impossible to get anything he didn't want to speak about out of him. And, as a young child I was, and then impatient teenager, I never dared nor cared to drill the topic. When I received his certificate of death into my hands, it was the very first time I've learned that he was actually born in a city far, far away from his permanent living place. And a natural question jumped into my mind... "How did he even get here to this town in the first place ? ". Then I've started questioning just how much did I actually know about my grandfather.
     
    So I decided to speak with my grandma, because I know talking right now is really something she'd be grateful for. Especially talking about him. And things I have learned have not only caught me unprepared and shocked, but also shed a new light on why he was always so hard to reach. Why he always turned away when confronted. Why he just wanted to have peace.
    My grandfather had 3 siblings altogether, but they were all raised in uneasy times of II World War. I always wondered if any of my close relatives survived anything major during the war, however throughout my entire life I was not able to learn anything else other than my grandma witnessing people being executed by airplanes while running away. I thought that was the most horrifying story I'd have heard, but nothing, not even that excessive violence, can compare to pure horrors my granddad had undergone as a child.
    He died at the age of 87. What means that he was no more than 8 or 9 when the war was breaking out. My grandma told me a lot. Things I never had known, and about which my granddad only ever spoke once to her, and never again did he mention these events and never again did she dare to bring them up. My granddad's father was pulled into the army, as obviously it was obligatory during the time of war. The day of the departure they gathered at the train station to say goodbyes to the brave men going to war to defend their country. He was there with his mother, saying goodbyes to his dad. And, as if this was a scene from a hollywood movie, that was the time the Nazi arrived and attacked the station. My grandfather witnessed his dad being shot dead, but he and his mother managed to survive and escape. As if this wasn't bad enough, soon after his mother fell ill due to issues with vermiform appendix. Since it was the turmoil of the war, her case was not tended to correctly and soon after she died in hospital. He became an orphan, along with 3 of his siblings.
    The three wandered over various orphanages, however due to horrible state of the country and lack of basic supplies altogether, both of his sister died. He and his brother were the only two alive and they survived orphanages, only to be forcibly taken into the army after the soviet regime had installed itself, and soon after he was ordered to work with plane construction here at my hometown.
     
    I know my granddad would never tell me that, he would keep these facts to himself. In fact, even my mom, his daughter, told me that now when she thinks about it, she didn't know her father at all either... And I cannot blame him. I would have never wanted to reach back with my memory to such horrible events if I had lived through them either. Yet... only now after he died 3 days ago, I started actually wondering how much I know about my parents and grandparents... and I learned I know next to nothing. And I wish to know... I wish I had known earlier as well.
    Where am I heading with this ?  I don't know really. For once, I know this is one of my ways of coping with the loss. But the reason I decided to share it... I figure majority of us does not really pay attention to our parents or grandparents the way they deserve. We often don't know what they did in the past, why did they do it and why are they the way they are today. And I now understand, only when it's too late, that we all should spare some time and speak to our most loved ones. Because once they're gone, all we will be left with will be our memories. And if we don't create a few, precious one now, if we do not invest our time into learning our family better... ...we might wake up when it will be too late already. Just as I did.
    Do not allow yourselves to make the same mistake.
  3. Passion
    This entry is designed ONLY for people who completed both True Pacifist and Genocide routes already.
     
    This entry, at once, might be rigged with personal opinions, but maybe you'll agree with them if you endure long enough to finish reading the entry x) Keyword "IF".
     

    I don't really follow Indie games. Most of them are straightforward terrible and poorly thought out. But sometimes, when something flows on the surface of the ocean, it might be worth fishing it out. Sure, there are people who say that Undertale is overrated. But considering the position in which you've heard next to nothing about it, except that it's supposedly great, how can this status even bother you? You have a game in front of yourself that's probably good and a chance to get to know it by yourself. And so, I've tried Undertale.
     
    I can't say the story is terribly intricate, as it could have been so much more. At once, though, it's important to mention that the entire team behind building this game consisted barely of handful of people, with one person doing vast majority of the work. There's certain charm in its simplicity though, and it serves mainly as a background for building characters' personalities and unique world they live in.
    It's the monsters and characters (along with some unexpected mechanics), compiled with really atmospheric and catchy music (anybody who fought Sans would know why the tune differs so much from all the others, I recon) that make Undertale what it is. And what it is exactly? A charming, heartwarming game aimed at playing with your emotions a bit lot and lighten up your day (that is, until you decide to go on a murderous rampage and try the genocide way).
     
    As mentioned above, what belongs to Undertale's strong points, is its music and characters. I'm not going to talk about music this time, as it doesn't give the same vibe unless playing the game (True Pacifist "The End" screen, anyone? How much time you've spent there just staring at it and listening to "Memories"?). But I'd love to share some of my thoughts on characters appearing, in order of their appearance I hope. Leggo!
     
    True Pacifist:
     
    Flowey - "That son of a ..." you'd like to say. True, Flowey is supposed to represent all the evil imaginable. And so I perceived him for majority of the True Pacifist route, but even then I considered him to be a well-made villain in terms of game's world. It was only during the endgame phase when I've absolutely switched my mind about him.
     
    Toriel - she could have been so much more in my eyes. There's no way not to think of Toriel as of mother. I cannot imagine if there would be anyone who, at one point, wouldn't actually use the cell phone to call her mom. But I considered her... weak. Out of place even. She wanted to stop Asgore's plan, but she instead stayed in the underground. Even though it was enough for her to simply appear to have a giant impact on Asgore's behavior instantly. She could have done so much more if she only didn't hide away after what happened in the past. And it cannot be said that she was afraid or didn't have guts, as in order to stop Asgore she was willing to trap herself and the character underground in theory forever.
    Alas, her destiny was different. She was used as a tool. A tool to show you that you can actually screw up in this game, and it can hurt you a lot if you do not think through all of your actions. I quickly realized that I don't have to kill Toriel to proceed, it just took me a moment to figure out the solution. But killing her would serve a valuable lesson to everyone who did so... ...and talked to Sans and Asgore for example by the end.
     
    Sans - probably fan's favorite. In true pacifist, he was a very nice support character. Observant, true to his personality, always lazy skelington who does everything by doing nothing... and it usually works. Of course, a prankster and quirky commentator. I can't say I went crazy about his character, but his placement in the game was top-notch. The fact he appeared everywhere at once made me think, at one point, that he was Asgore himself actually.
     
    Papyrus - Papyrus... had a certain charm to his character. His born-in naivety, self-centered approach and an attitude of not having a single care in the world (except of his dream) pushed me away from him at first. But I guess he grew on me once it turned out that he's basically nearly the most important supportive character in the game. Always there to help, always bringing positive attitude with himself wherever he appeared. He was created purely for neutral and true pacifist endings, as he appears throughout the entire game. However, he played his role perfectly in my eyes. From the start, where he was your first "greater" enemy, through various in-game moments like befriending Undyne and Alphys, until the very end where it was actually HIM who placed the last piece of the puzzle for Flowey to be reborn.
     
    Undyne - my second favorite, definitely. A character that's probably the most true to her personality... violent, aggressive, proud and extremely courageous. But at once caring, friendly and cheerful. But I find it hard to believe that Undyne played a MAJOR role in the entire game. Of course, she was important and lack of her character would be vastly detrimental to the story and game itself, but in the end she was mainly used as a character who either set certain events in motion, either served as a great source of information about lore and others. Like her story about how she met Asgore, why she can't allow Papyrus to join the guard or simply the letter to Alphys.
     
    Alphys - I initially despised the geek, but in the end I'm neutral towards her. She's probably the most important character in the game story-wise, after all. It was HER who gave life to Flowey. If someone carefully remembered details they've encountered in the game, one of the books in Snowdin library explained how monsters are buried. Their dust was usually buried with their favorite thing in life. As it happens to be, Asriel's was a golden flower. After Alphys injected DETERMINATION into that very flower, filled with Asriel's essence, she awakened him. None of this would have happened if she did not agree to be a scientist in Asgore's name and perform these experiments for him. Therefore yes, I've grown to respect Alphys a lot as a very important story character.
     
    Mettaton - okay. Oh, my God. This is a character that's basically an icon of this game. Sure, he did not really play any major role in the game's story, but his character and backstory was something like an icing on a cake. I'm pretty sure 80-90% of people's reactions when first meeting him amounted for something akin to "...wtf did I just witness?" " NO REALLY " "GUYS?!" Besides, let's admit it: He was the most charismatic character in the game. Fabulous, even. And he was a STAR. Yep, that's good enough with me. Then again, even he had its limits what was shown during his fight, when he was tired of Alphys pretending to be a hero and actually decided to finally test you by himself.
     
    Asgore - there's not much I can say about this one. We all know his role, he was supposed to be your ultimate target. I can agree with everything that's been said about him. Whether it was said by Toriel, Undyne or Sans, I don't really care. A giant wimp with a big heart, but at once weak and despicable due to his fear and willingness to remain at peace at all costs, even if it meant entirety of monster race to suffer. Toriel nailed my thoughts on him in an instant. "If he only wanted, he could take one soul, travel through barrier, get all the souls needed and then destroy it. But instead he remained there, hoping nobody ever would come again and he wouldn't have to kill."
     
    Amalgamates - why am I mentioning them, you'll ask? Because the true laboratory section was a giant, unexpected by me plot twist. It suddenly turned out that there's been a dark secret hidden throughout this entire time, and tons, tons of question I've had were answered in that location. The most important ones being: "What is Alphys actually doing...?", "Can I know a bit more about Asriel, please?", and most importantly "Why is Flower so different than all other monsters?"
     
    Finally... (this part contains info from Genocide route as well)
     
    Asriel Dreemurr - this is the character that I appreciated the most in the entire game. Why? Because not only he pieces everything together, but he actually forces you to THINK. Think A LOT. If you actually cease focusing on just mindlessly reading everything he's saying to learn the ending, or battling him just to win, there are a lot of minor details that Undertale was giving you hints about that can make you feel emotional. Although, I have to admit, to fully appreciate his character one MUST complete the Genocide route as well, only after meeting him first though. Then, once you actually attempt to put yourself in Asriel's skin... Let me quote Sans on this: "You cannot imagine how it feels". - trying to comprehend the full spectrum of despair and desperation through which Asriel must have gone from the moment Chara fell down to the Underground is just a fool's act. He saw that Chara's intentions were evil, however they were brothers. He lost his brother later, and when he voluntarily agreed to fulfill Chara's dying wish, he was betrayed. Chara's attempt to take over the power they possessed cost Asriel his life. Then, later, Alphys revived him, but he remained soulless. At first he fought, he struggled to remain his true self. His power was simply unbelievable and he was able to do anything he wanted, but the fact he couldn't love or feel compassion simply destroyed and broke him, turning him into the Flowey we get to know first. And then, after so much time has passed, once he finally regained the capability to love and feel compassion after being reborn, it turns out he acquired them only for one day, maybe few hours. Maybe less, even. I felt it was absolutely justified from him not to let go off that power and defeat you at all costs, after all this time he had suffered.
     

    Now, a bit of food for your thoughts: Was Flowey REALLY soulless? As game stated, monster souls are too weak to survive once the vessel they're contained in breaks, their body in other words. However, human souls are powerful enough to remain prevail through the power of determination, what was their weakness. Asriel said that in order to fulfill Chara's dying wish he merged their souls together. But what happened after he died? I do not believe that Flowey, after he was given life again, was soulless. Quite the contrary. What I believe happened was Chara's soul sustaining Asriel's soul's life. Once Flowey was brought to life, Chara's soul was simply the stronger one this time, it hollowed out and destroyed Asriel and took control over him. And only after absorbing all other souls, which were filled with positive feelings only, was Asriel able to overcome Chara's soul and return to his normal self finally.
    This is only a theory, however it fits into the True Pacifist route in my eyes.
     
    Although I yet have to discover how to explain the Genocide one... the only solution with this would be, as Chara states himself, that he is being reborn through player's actions. So maybe he just transfers his essence onto player from Flowey/Asriel...? This is confusing in this regard, because Flowey from the very start perceives you as Chara, the only friend who ever understood him.
     
    I guess that's something that'll require a few more playthroughs from me to figure out.
    Cheers! And comment! D:
  4. Passion
    [07:41:24] Khajiit: Well, everyone know that the internet is all about the cats.
    [07:41:28] A:
    [07:41:28] A: This...is soooo good
    [07:41:28] A: x3
    [07:41:41] A: Little puppy thinks its big and strong xP
    [07:42:30] Khajiit: Why tf does this have 13.5mil likes?
    [07:43:48] B: [07:40] Khajiit:
    <<< Well, everyone know that the internet is all about the cats.
    (Random cat video was here, I removed the link because I don't know its content and if it was SFW )
    [07:43:49] A: Cause its beautiful
    [07:44:03] A: AWW
    [07:44:05] A: Its cries
    [07:44:05] A: D:
    [07:44:15] A: bulldog puppy is cute
    [07:45:38] Khajiit: And that one has 10.5mil Dx
    [07:46:27] Khajiit: When I look at this:
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Wssh_J9TXY
    And see it has only like 71k, I just want to cry sometimes ._. Internet is a ruthless place.
    [07:46:54] B: It's his own fault
    [07:47:03] B: If he had a cat on his guitar while he played it'd have 11 million
    [07:48:34] Khajiit: ^ I actually believe that.
    [07:48:43] Khajiit: This is one of the most legit statements I've heard.
    [07:49:02] B: Cats make any video popular
     

    Answer: CATS.



    Whatever you do on the internet, always add cats. And always keep a cat nearby to take a photo of it when you're on PC and if you own one. You know. In case of emergency.


  5. Passion
    So yeah, this is derived from the thread asking whom we support in the Imperials vs Stormcloaks war.
     
    The question which appeared was "Why do the Thalmor even ban the worship of Talos?"
    I found myself just as curious, so I've made some research.
     
    Prepare for a lesson of TES history, which is more or less accurate and shortened by a lot, to make it understandable.
     
     
    Answer:
     
    Because he's not one of the Divines.
     
    Tiber Septim (a.k.a. Talos) ascended into godhood just before his death, as a God of Manhood and War, and "became" a divine deity, in a way, thanks to his deeds. He conquered entirety of Tamriel and, thus, began the Third Era, under rulings of the Septim dynasty. When referred to deities, people refer to The Eight and The One. Where the Eight are the eight original deities and Talos is the one who is not a deity from the start, but a mere mortal.
     
    Aldmeri Dominion claims that a mortal cannot become a divine, therefore the worship of Talos is an offense to the remaining eight deities and should be eradicated.
    Thing is, that Tiber Septim appears both in Oblivion and Morrowind series and is presented as a god there (through some interesting quests).
     
    I've tried searching some more on this decision, and that's what I've found:
     
    The Altmer that formed the Third Aldmeri Dominion are actually an extremists and nationalists. After they've conquered Valenwood, which was allied with the Empire, they severed all ties with the Empire completely. When they set their eyes on Elsweyr and recreated The Elsweyr Confederacy, the Empire had no choice but to respond, what led to more and more intense conflicts and eventually The Great War, which was temporarily suspended by signing the White-Gold Concordat. The Empire and the Dominion are currently in state of a "cold war", but the radical Altmer plan on overthrowing the Empire completely and finishing its rulings. And since Talos was an Imperialistic hero and champion, it is imperative to crush his image as a deity between the Imperials.
     
    The fact that the Altmer, apart from the Champion of Cyrodiil, had the greatest impact on saving Cyrodiil during the Oblivion Crisis doesn't help the Empire at all either. Summerset Isles, Altmer homeland, was long occupied and administrated by Imperial legions, under the rulings of the elder council. Since the Empire was weakened after the Crisis, and Altmers were at power, they drove the Imperials out of the Summerset Isles, established an independent Dominion and are now seeking to conquer the Empire which ruled over them for so long.
     
    In other words, one of the main factors here is revenge and lust for power.
  7. Passion
    Czerwone Gitary (Red Guitars) - Ciągle pada (It's still raining)
     
    It’s still raining!
    Asphalt today is as slippery as fish belly
    Wet sky’s descending lower and lower
    To look at itself in water ruffled with rain
    And me?
     
    And I’m walking!
    Desperate and in spite of all – getting wet
    Looking at the sky, catching raindrops in my mouth
    Flattened faces’re looking at me from the windows
    It’s nothing!
     
    It’s still raining!
    People’re running cause they’re so afraid of rain
    Standing at the gate, barely fitting in it
    People jumping over puddles on their way
    And me?
     
    And I’m walking!
    I don’t care about downpour, I don’t hurry
    Feeling how the raindrops caress my mouth
    Walking with my umbrella closed
    Oh yeah!
     
    It’s still raining!
    Streams of water are going down the alleys
    That one couple covers itself with a cloak
    Watching lilacs in a garden getting wet
    And me?
     
    And I’m walking!
    Walking tall, covered in the streams of water
    No such thing is forcing me or chasing
    Walking like storm trailer with flower in my hand
    Oh yeah!
     
    It’s still raining!
    Suddenly the heavens opened with fire
    Next the heavy rain started raining sideways
    Leaves of maple shook up in great terror
    And me?
     
    And I’m walking!
    I don’t fear the storm or the downpour
    Or the lightning that just hit the trees next to me
    I’m listening to the wind singing everytime unlike
    Oh yeah!
     
    Woo-hoooo….
     
    It’s still raining!
    Suddenly the heavens opened with fire
    Next the heavy rain started raining sideways
    Leaves of maple shook up in great terror
    And me?
     
    And I’m walking!
    I don’t fear the storm or the downpour
    Or the lightning that just hit the trees next to me
    I’m listening to the wind singing everytime unlike
    And me?
     
    And I’m walking!
    Desperate and in spite of all – getting wet
    Looking at the sky, catching raindrops in my mouth
    Flattened faces’re looking at me from the windows
    It’s nothing!
     
     
    It keeps raining here literally all the time as of late, but I don't care~!
  8. Passion
    So yeah. I think this one is such a major thing in recent days that it deserves a separate blog post.
     
    The story behind that exam is, at least, fool worthy. I like English language. And I like economy. So I thought to myself: Why not connect both!?
     
    And so I did.
     
    I've decided to take part in international LCCI English in Business exam. Now, there would be nothing weird in this if not the fact: I've attempted the highest possible level. Why? Because I'm a friggin' ambitious perfectionist who will not accept being imperfect and his ambitions will be the end of him someday. To explain: Until today I had no idea how important on international scale this exam was. Turns out that if I passed both speaking and writing, I'd never more have to bother with high-positions' English tests in large companies (executors, managers etc).
     
    What I find quite amusing. Because I know my English is imperfect, but the case is that I don't bother much when writing with errors. But I only do so over the internet. I mean, on internet, everyone make mistakes. And I still know that my English is far superior to a lot of people on the web. I allow myself a bit of leeway. But that exam was something completely different altogether.
     
    It was enough for me to witness the topic I've been handed to prepare to and discuss.
     
    "What are your country's plans concerning retirements?
     
    In your speech try considering such elements like:
    - government debt
    - age structure
    - possibility of affording the state pensions
     
    In what ways can your country counteract the increasing expenses concerning these pensions?
     
    What impact it would have on young people and employment?
     
    Do people realize the current situation your country's in and they take steps to secure their futures?
     
    What are your plans for securing your future?"
     
    And a few more I've forgotten to add. Of course, many of you may think it's no big deal. But case is, I'm not a blasted native speaker. I've never really learned English in my entire life, it just came naturally. And thus, I always aim for the best, push the boundaries of my abilities to test how far they extend. This exam was supposed to be a test of my own skills for myself alone, with secondary target of perhaps earning me some kind of certificate.
    Now, when I've learned how important this certificate is on global scale, I think my priorities might have shifted suddenly. It may happen that I actually WILL prepare myself for writing part next Saturday. For the first time in my entire 24 years of life I will be actually learning English language. None of my friends will believe me...
  9. Passion
    I don't like what I see!
     
    First, let's introduce the two exhibits of which existence I was informed by Troblems. I've failed to spot these myself because I was too overwhelmed with Rarity's presence in the episode, I fear~
     
     
     
     
    Seriously now... Fancy, what's your issue!? Stahp following Rarity like... everywhere. You're starting to look like a weirdo in my eyes D:
    (Well fine, you win, it's justified. The whole 'fashion week'.)
    But truth to be said, it's not Fancypants' presence which bothers me here, but rather the presence of Fleur.
     
    It seems that my Equestria Empire application is outdated and my headcanon no longer has any basis to exist.
    Blast your little details! ARGH!
     
    Oh, and the episode itself was excellent.
     
    /slams the doors behind.
  11. Passion
    Hello there dear users! Long time no see I guess. I have had a lot of different reasons as for why would I post another entry, but never really followed them since they seemed quite trivial. But one thing ticked me off to a point in which I had to ensure myself that people understand what 'respect' is. This entry is spawned by numerous events I've witnessed during past few months on various forums.
     
    I didn't stick to MLP because of the show. Gosh, no no. The show itself is a nice addition. But what kept me around the fandom is the community and, most importantly, artists. I'll tackle the second case this time.
     
    The amount of artsy stuff which this fandom creates is tremendous. Ranging from all kinds of sketches, digital art, vectors, through movies, music, traditional paintings and cosplay, going into knitting, sewing, beading. There seem to be no limits here. In extreme cases I've witnessed sculptures or even this custom Fluttershy doormat.
     


     
    A lot of those have their price. But let's face it, vast majority of such things are done purely because the fandom, including the artists, loves the show. They'd still do it even of nobody paid them a broken cent. Why? Because they love what they do and they simply can. Perhaps they have other reasons to do that? Who knows. Still, quite often these people are generous. They'll offer their work for free to others simply to practice their skills while at once providing some gifts to the others.
     
    They'll create things and share them with fandom, and at certain point they may start taking free requests and commissions. While commissions are quite obvious service (YOU pay = YOU get what YOU want. There's no hard logic here.), requests are vastly different. You may put up a request, but that doesn't mean you'll ever get it done. Mark down that it is the artists' good will to do it in the first place. It is not a privilege for them to be able to do your requests, you're not doing them a favor. See that image which serves as an "Entry Image"? It's been done by Dilarus, a really fine guy who accepted the request in the livestream. He could have said no, he could have ignored it. But instead, he just fulfilled it. And I really enjoy the outcome.
     
    But let's hypothetically say that I would not like it. My rights to say anything remain unchanged. I could say it's not what I was searching for, but that's about how far I can go (do NOT mistake it with 'constructive criticism', since it has nothing to do with it). Because every artist has his/hers own style. If we made an open request, every single answer should be appreciated. Some of the outcomes would not please us most probably, but it would still mean somebody spared his/hers time to make US pleased. After all, we could have been left with no responses at all. Exaggerating this: If I made a request for a magnificent surrealistic painting, but instead earned a magnificent cubism one for free, I wouldn't complain. Because in end, I'd still end up with a magnificent piece of art while I could have been stuck with nothing. I could be dissatisfied with the outcome, but that doesn't give me any rights to say that their art sucks. More than that, I cannot expect them to put their hearts in it when all they gain in return are words and praise. Would YOU want to work for free while all you get in return for your talents is kind words and gestures? Wonder if that would help you feed your family, eh? Be REALISTIC with your expectations. The less you give, the less you get. I once saw a nice comic presenting this attitude:
     
    Mom - Have you already written your letter to Santa?
    Kid - I've already sent him an e-mail.
    *Somewhere at Santa's place, Santa is sitting in front of PC*
    Santa - Then in this case, you little wise guy, you'll also get your presents via e-mail.
     
    If you cannot be satisfied with free things, go for commissions or, guess what?, learn to do art by yourself and do it the way YOU want. Perhaps when you do some requests for your friends or others and you'll experience such forms of arrogance by yourself, you'll understand.
     
    But what in case when we're artists ourselves or we're altruistic/generous on our own? In this case, I feel obliged to say: You should be ashamed of yourselves then. Knowing the second side of the coin and still not being able to pay respects to one's work should be a crime, and I have nothing more to add on this topic.
     
    That's how I see it. Or maybe I'm wrong?
     
    Still, with all due respect, learn to show some respect.
  12. Passion
    So yeah... After finally chafing against it, I guess I can say I do.
     
    There was a little accident today... I set a pot full of oil and french fries on little gas and went to PC. Checked on them after few minutes, it was too early. So I've decided to wait patiently... And my biggest error was that I've decided to do this by sitting on bed.
    I must have either not noticed or disregarded the fact of how tired I was, because I fell asleep accidentally. When I woke up, whole room was dark. Not knowing what's going on, I stood up, only to get caught into a chained coughing spasms after inhaling all the smoke. When I finally (crouching near the ground) reached the kitchen, I saw a pillar of flame and completely deformed cooker hood above it. The wall was pitch-black, had no idea what to do initially due to panic. Took me about 4-5 minutes to gather my thoughts and come to senses. 5 long minutes of running around the apartment, opening all the windows. Finally I cut the oxygen's way to the fire and it went off in an instant. Took me another 15 minutes of staying near the ground while waiting the smoke to be aired out. I don't know how much I've inhaled, but I probably can expect side effects of carbon monoxide poisoning.
     
    Results? Cleaning the whole apartment from the sooth, hours of cleaning the kitchen and bathroom, need of replacing the cooker hood (this one is useless already, thanks God it didn't fall, because it was hanging with 30 degrees twist), a must-do repaint of the kitchen and bathroom (These were both just renovated about two weeks ago... I lack words simply).
     
    Why am I alive? Just due to pure luck, I believe. If it wasn't for the fact that the apartment is 3.5 high, I'd be done for most probably. The smoke was already hanging about 1.3~1.4 meters above the ground and up (what gives an effective two meters layer). If I didn't wake up on time or if the apartment would be smaller, I probably would never wake up anymore.
     
    It's somewhat amusing how I suddenly thank God for every single little thing I experienced so far. Even though it was no divine intervention, I still feel the urge of doing this. It just seems... relevant and in-place.
     
    Life kicked me in the ribs once more. I wish I could retaliate somehow.
  13. Passion

    Altruism or Egoism?

    By Passion,

    I find it funny... For the first time in my life I've actually decided to blog anything. Guess there's a first time at everything after all.
     
    So. For years I've been living my life without any issues (except the ones a typical human being would have, nothing really big though). Everything was fine, until I've encountered internet. That's when things started going downhill, since I've discovered that I'm nearly incurable altruist. Each time I saw somebody with a problem on the internet, I felt the urge of hasting with my aid. The fact I'm a male was not helping, since by default we analyze everything and seek solutions rather than care for emotions and ask questions about one's 'fettle'. It's one of those things genders *usually* approach differently, a rather confirmed fact, but as we know there are exceptions for everything and it's nothing wrong. Still, I was of the one trying to find solutions at once.
     
    What's wrong with that, you'll ask? Sure, a little bit of altruism is nothing bad. But things complicate when you're dedicated to this treat of your personality. When you really care for other's issues, you do NOT remain uninfluenced. And that's what I've kept doing for a long time, before I've gained a few years on my age account and realized some important facts concerning internet and life.
     
    It took a lot of strong will to turn into an egoist in here, or how I like to call it differently: "Cold Bastard". But I'm happy with the outcome. That doesn't mean of course that I became completely indifferent on the issues of others. I've started following the most basic and important principle in life: "If somebody needs help, he'll/she'll ASK for it (either directly or indirectly) and then at least TRY to cooperate with you." I cannot possibly count how many times I've encountered people who for all kinds of advices turned others down with sentences like 'You don't know how it feels.', 'What can you possibly know about it.', 'It won't work.'. I understand that in tough situations pessimism is a natural thing, but when it keeps going and going... and going... then isn't this just a waste of my time? That's why I stopped paying much attention to other's issues on the internet. Too many people either lie, exaggerate or simply seek attention. Or if they even tell the truth, they do not want to accept your help. Once again though, I've really helped a few people out as well, so I don't throw everyone into same box.
     
    And that's where the egoistic part kicks in. As long as there's nothing wrong in being an altruist, it's even most admirable if you're being one in a moderate amount, I wonder how many of you have lately cared for your own lives? Taking the burden of other's issues is never a positive for one's own health. Besides, if we really want to help someone out... ...why don't we first search in our family? Between our friends? The ones we love? The internet takes what's best of us and gives little in return. A bit of thinking made me undergo a little catharsis. I'm sitting here, writing these things, and wondering when was the last time I've called my parents, grandparents, brothers, simply asking if they're fine, how's their life going. After all, isn't family the most important thing in this world for me?
     
    I'm going to grab the phone now and just do it. They supported me on each step of my life, they're the pillars upon which I've been building it. Perhaps I should sometimes altruistically give something in return.
     
    Khajiit out.
  14. Passion
    [01:15:34] A: Does that mean you don't like pestering me? Khajiit, I'm hurt.
    [01:15:51] A: Pestering is an important part of friendship, and I consider you among my weird internet forum friends
    [01:16:44] Megurine Luka:
    [01:17:02] A: Hehehe, see this is exactly what I'm talking about.
    [01:17:25] Megurine Luka: Not sure if it's weird internet, weird forum or weird friends. All three?
    [01:17:50] A: Umm, yeah, it's all three.
     



  15. Passion

    Elder Scroll: Khajiit

    By Passion,

    The Tao of Khajiit:
    IT HAS TO LOOK PRETTY
    BANANAS
    DUCT TAPE
    NEEDS MORE RARITY
     
     
     
    Here comes nothing...
     
    I've been cracking my head on how to start this one for weeks now. In end, I've decided I'll just start writing and see where it leads me, the same way I always do. Planning is for the weak!
     

    ~~~~~


     
    So yes, a blog entry dedicated to Khajiit and Khajiit only... for the sake of it, I'd best not jokingly refer to myself in that weird, third-person manner.
     
    Where should I start though? I'm just a unique 24yo guy from Poland who lives his life day by day, taking everything it brings and regretting nothing. Unfortunately, I also value my privacy greatly therefore I doubt you'll hear too many stories about my life from me ... ...well okay, it's just the fact that ever since I remember I had a rough life, but my story is not about bad things that happened to me over the course of years but rather about how I overcome most of them and I'm still doing so with any and all issues I encounter in life.
    Still, that doesn't mean I like talkin' about them. If you really want to have a slightest idea how my life looked like, take a look into the Elder Scroll image I've implemented in this blog and read it by yourself It's a carbon copy Rather than giving you a deeper insight into things that most people would call "drama", I'd better move to other topics like...
     
     

    ~~~~~


     

    Interests!


    Oh boy, whenever I hear this word my mind draws blank!
    Thankfully, after a moment some distant memories start flowing into my mind.
    MUSIC!

    First and foremost. Music is love, music is life. For the last 5 years there wasn't a single day I wouldn't listen to music. (unless I virtually had no way of doing so :< ) I can't really recall how I've developed that irrational and irresistible adoration of fine tunes. When I was young (10-12yo?), I used to spend my summer holidays living in the countryside with my grandparents. What's there to say? Everyone know how it looks like. Tough work was fine with me, but I was a boy coming from a city. I. Was. BORED. To the guts. The only thing that kept me alive back then was an old radio that had barely a few stations on it. So, in my free time I used to sit next to it for days, learning to "imitate/sing" songs I've heard on it. (Many years later I'd learn the language and translate what they've meant. Laughter would ensue. Ever tried singing Vengaboys songs without knowing what they mean in public? Yeah...) That was also the very moment I've discovered I like singing a lot, and never stopped doing so.
     
    It's easy to predict, however, that due to the fact I've spent so many years listening to radio, I've grown used to listening to pop music, with rock, reggae, classical, some random blues and generally the kind of music you'd get to hear on the radio.
    The only music styles I've never really gotten into were metal, rap, r&b, hh, electro, techno and the like. That is actually quite funny given current situation, as I see that majority of this fandom adores the music I dislike myself Oh well, to each their own!
     
    Oh, right. I have both favorite band and favorite singer of course.
     
    The band is Linkin' Park. Unfortunately, I'm not a very loyal fan. I'm of the type who believes the running, bad joke about them is true. "Linkin' Park made three really wonderful albums. ... ...what the hell happened with them after that?"
    The singer's name sometimes makes some people cringe. Because I simply love listening to Shakira. Her European debut song, "Whenever, Wherever" is my main memory of the time I've spent in front of radio at my grandpas. I remember I used to switch between the stations randomly searching and waiting for that one, single song. Over the time, as I grew up, I've discovered her different songs and albums, and then it just escalated. I actually attended the one and only concert she gave in Łódź, Poland. And I've paid quite the money to get a good place. You'd think that it's not anything unusual, but let me tell you this: It's the only paid concert I've ever went to, and in my life I went only to four concerts in total so far
    BOOKS!

    I'm not Twilight of course, but I do enjoy a goo- well, that's questionable. I do enjoy fantasy/sci-fi books with some horror/thriller mixed in.
    Terry Pratchett? Yep. This British writer's unusual talent of making a satire of our world in a crafty constructed fantasy book series has won him my commendations. The Discworld series are undeniably my favorite series so far. Although lately I haven't been reading much, I'm slowly catching up with this activity. Currently I'm finishing the Dance with the Dragons. And I have a giant challenge awaiting me, for I have set myself a target of reading Frank Herbert's "Dune". And it's a giant amount of pages to go through... But I hope that after Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit and Silmarillion I'll somehow manage to go through this one as well
     
    I also really enjoy weird ... hmm... Documentaries? Encyclopedias? In short: books like Bear Grylls' "Guide to Survival" or Reader's Digest "Strange Worlds, Amazing Places". I guess I'm generally interested in the visual aspects of said books first before I start reading about what I see. Because I love traveling (that's why I never traveled further than 5 meters outside the border of my own country... *Sigh*...).
     
    But at once, any documentary that's well presented might grasp my attention. Example? Harvard's ex-historian and economist David Saul Landes wrote a book called "The wealth and poverty of nations", which is basically a book dealing with economical history of our world based on geographical locations of certain countries. And it was one of the best reads I've ever had.
    SPORTS!

    ... wait what? What's this one doing here...? I mean, apart of skating a bit I'm not really into sports. Of course, I do watch soccer sometimes, ski jumps... but these don't have too much impact on my life. I don't really need to keep fit either because I'm rather underweight, but that has a bit more to do with the gym rather than sports
    MUSIC! ...revisited?

    Didn't we go through this one already?
     
    Well, guitar. That's something different... I guess? Meh. Let's just roll with it. I didn't really have too many chances of playing guitar. I owne- BORROWED one for a year, and that was during the time I've had some more important issues to deal with in life. But each time I sat with it, I loved it. Although I wouldn't even call myself an amateur yet, I'm planning on getting myself one soon and wasting my time in a new, creative way
    GAMES!

    ...oh God, why is this even being mentioned?
     
    Okay, before I start I just want to say I'm actually ASHAMED with my gaming history. When I look back, I feel sad knowing that all the time I've wasted playing games could have been spent so much better, on hobbies that I could actually utilize by GOING OUTSIDE and DOING SOMETHING WITH PEOPLE.
     
    My personal advice to anyone who's reading this: DON'T. DON'T fall into gaming trap as I did ._.
     
    Anywhoooo... Back in the past I've played a lot. Like, really a lot. RPGs, shooters, strategies, sport games, rhythm. Been there, done that. However, I never really owned a powerful machine, so I've stuck with the classics.
     
    Red Alert, Stronghold, Enemy Territory, Baldurs' Gate, Jedi Knight, Diablo, Starcraft, Serious Sam, Settlers, GTA, Cossacks, Heroes of Might and Magic, Legacy of Kain, Sacred, Unreal Tournament, Quake, Total Annihilation, Total War series, Warcraft, IGI, Heretic, Blood, Warhammer 40k, Sniper Elite, Urban Terror, League of Legends, LotR games, S4 League, Soldat, Devil May Cry, Maple Story, Air Rivals, Warrock, Grand Chase, Nox, Max Payne, Sniper Elite, Doom, Worms, Age of Empires, Need for Speed, Soldier of Fortune, Penumbra, Splinter Cell, Empire Earth, Amnesia... The list goes on and on and on... And I wish it was never created in the first place. But well, I guess this is my legacy. Between my closest friends I'm known as a person who should "always be played with, not against". I've proven it countless times in shooters via reflex and cunning plays, RTSs with strategy and multi-tasking adventures by piecing things together...
     
    Even my username indicates I'm a games' fan. Well, to clarify, the username did NOT come from a game originally. It came from a comic. Although I must say I do enjoy The Elder Scrolls series a lot. Morrowind remains unmatched, Oblivion, Skyrim, Daggerfall and Hammerfell can go and hide themselves.
     

    ~~~~~


     

    Fandom!


    How did I get hooked to the show?
     
    I sincerely don't remember. I don't know was it an image that caught my attention, did I stumble on random video? Was it a friend or a person that got me into it? Or maybe I was just randomly browsing internet and decided to stay on one site for longer.
     
    I somehow can't shake the feeling that it had something to do with a lost bet and a sixpack of beers. *Shrugs*
     
    What I do remember though was that the first episode I've NEVER SEEN (will explain shortly) was Boast Busters, during the time when S2 just started airing I believe. I did not and will not watch previous gens.
    I remember I've quickly skimmed through that episode, and I didn't see anything that actually made me like the show. I'm not a fan of Trixie. But I decided to go to episode one and see what's it all about. And well, I've caught up with series the next day. Rarity forced me to stay ._.
     
    I registered on my first forums on 29th of February 2012 (yeap, the leap day, I wasn't aware of that until more than a year later). Since then, I've hoped from one forums to another for various reasons before finally making my home here.
     
    And what I must say, is that the community is amazing. You all know the reasons as for why. Open arms, kind attitude, etc etc. In fact, silly thing, the amount of positivism this fandom contains sometimes made me feel sick True story. There have been posts that when I've read them, I was like: "Oh God, how can anyone be this nice? EW..." xD
     
    But seriously, I can't express how amazing majority of people in this fandom consists of are.
     
    But what I do know is that artists deserve a very loud applause in it. If you look back and try to comprehend the MLP phenomenon, you'll see that one day everything was quiet, and the other day the internet simply EXPLODED with images, movies, music, sculptures, knits, plushies, everything. And it was all related to MLP. If there are people responsible for making MLP so popular, widespread and loved, I "blame" artists for that.
    I want it to be known that I appreciate every single artist that exists in this fandom, be it a person who makes the most beautiful, true pieces of art, or just a person who sits 5 minutes on a simple sketchie that doesn't even look like show yet and is imperfect. They all started somewhere, in same manner, so don't give up
     
    Did fandom influence my life? Not really. I treat it as a hobby, tending to it in free time. Which is quite hectic lately for me, but hopefully it'll clarify itself soon.
     
    Something that I should mention, however, is roleplaying. Explaining shortly: connected with my habit of reading books, the possibility of writing an interesting story in cooperation with others sounded like an interesting idea for me. That's the one and only reason I've gotten into roleplaying in the first place. (the other one maybe being a chance to polish my English writing skills)
     

    ~~~~~


     

    Staff?


     
    I always think I was half-drafted-half-forced-half-volunteered into the staff actually heh. An old friend of mine, who used to be a staffer here before me (and I miss him since he's not on the forums anymore ._.) noticed my presence here after we left different forums and remembered I used to be kinda fine roleplayer. I also worked beside him on another RP site we tried to create but it failed.
     
    So yeah, he approached me and implied that he could use my help. You could think that I was hired due to "having connections", but I actually went through the same process any other MLPF staffer did I'm not sure why I've said "yes" back then. Of course, I don't regret it and I'd say "yes" again. I guess it can't be helped in end, there must be a reason why I get "Rarity" result in every pony test I take
     
    However, for a long time my presence here was rather unnoticed. Mainly because A: I work in RP section, which isn't a section that is frequented by entirety of MLPF userbase and B: I'm a ninja Khajiit. Grandmaster stealth user. I simply try to do what I'm supposed to do, as long as my free time allows me to, while keeping an eye on any matter that could concern me or YOU
     
    Nowadays, I jokingly blame Troblems for spreading rumors of my existence and making people aware of what I do
     
    But let's get real. I didn't agree to help out with roleplaying section just to be able to write blogs like these. If you're a roleplayer by chance, and hell even if you're not, you should know that although I do not reach out to people on my own, I am very easily approachable and have tremendous amounts of patience and understanding.
    I'd be happy to be of help to any and all, no matter the case as long as it has to do with roleplaying.
     

    ~~~~~


     

    10.000 characters reached...!


    ...it's a reminder that I probably should stop writing at some point. I could write a lot, lot more in here, but I guess I still wouldn't cover all the questions.
     
    If you have them, you SHOULD have them, fire away. PLEASE HAVE THEM, I'LL DIE WITHOUT THEM D:
     
    Oh... wait... Did I mention that reading Elder Scrolls makes you go blind gradually... I feel I should have at some point...
     
    PS:
    I once went clubbing and tried hitting on that lovely girl by the bar. Everything was 'koo and smooth until it turned out she used me to make her bf jealous, who was *kinda* bigger than me. Returned home with a few bruises because the guy drank a bit already ._.
     
    But hey, I've won!
    I think :l
    Security kicked us both out before we managed to finish.
  16. Passion
    These Christmas will not be good.
     
    I've known that for a long time already, due to various reasons. Unfortunately, as it is with life, things can always get worse. Nearly always.
     
    7 years ago (or maybe it was 8? I don't know, I don't count) I was... younger. Duh. Obviously. I was barely 16, maybe 17, when our old, really old dog died of age. Was I moved by it? Of course I was. She was in family ever since I remembered. Unfortunately, I don't remember her that well anymore. She was just "there". Nothing more. So my family found themselves in need of a new pup.
     
    I've found one. Not only found, but also pushed against the family's will and paid for it by myself (If I was to compare the price, I'd say it'd be around 300US dollars, but in my country it would nearly be an equivalent of monthly minimum wage). That's how "Lena" was brought into the family (We actually had to drive 100+ miles to get her, because Newfoundlands are rather rare in here).
     
    Was it 'my' dog? Certainly not. I've trained her when she was a puppy, I've played with her every time I was in home, I fed her... in general, I did everything around her, taking care in every way possible.
    Did it pay off? Certainly yes. The amount of laughter and positivity this dog has brought into the family is unaccountable for. I can most certainly say that I wouldn't be so positively set towards the world, I wouldn't be so happy in general or even sometimes smile to a bad game when life decided to kick me in the guts. Words cannot express how grateful I am for having this dog in the family.
    People say it's only natural to create a bond with such animal. I call bullsh**. There's much more to it than just a typical attachment. If not for that dog, it is entirely possible that at some moments in my life I wouldn't be smiling and standing up to the challenge, but I'd rather sit in the corner and pity myself. Obviously, it takes a giant ball of fur to motivate and restore faith in myself sometimes
     
    Then there were my friends, who absolutely love her. I'm still not sure how to address this, but my dog obviously has a FB page, administrated by a couple of girls I know. Sad part is, I believe, that this page has more friends than I have myself... *Shrugs* Sometimes I just prefer to "not even..." .
    The bottom line is that all the memories I have of her are... well... positive. Hell, she never even dared to growl/bark at me no matter how annoying I'd be for her. The most patient, grateful and friendly dog I've ever seen in my entire life. Cross my heart yadda yadda...
     
    So yeah, imagine my reaction after learning that she had a slight case of flu. Yeah, I was home last Monday, and she was coughing lightly. I literally melted above her. 'twas "my" little doggeh who was sick, and I didn't really ever had that many occasions to see her past few years. Unfortunately, my parents did not seem to share the same care for her. "She'll be fine. It's nothing serious." they said. Nevertheless, I asked them to take her to vet and get some medicine for her. Because come on, why should she suffer when we can pay a few coins?
     
    Five days have passed since then. Not even five, I believe. But my parents heeded my advice. Thanks to that, I've received a text msg that it's not a flu and she's a *bit* more sick than they initially thought. The *bit* part consisted of: ascites, renal failure and heart arrythmia which were caused by a liver cancer.
     
    I'm a calm person on a daily basis. I rarely allow myself to be led by emotions. But today?
     
    Fuck this world. She should be alive for 7 more years at least. While she's being put down to sleep on Monday, on my own friggin' request. I already hate the loneliness and emptiness. And I can't even get angry at anyone, because it was impossible to discover this earlier...
     
    These Christmas will not be good.
     

  17. Passion
    So yes. Hm. I was wondering where to start. Actually, scratch that, I was wondering if I should write this at all, because there are people who look down upon such announcements and stuff. But well, decided that a blog entry would be quite harmless, right? After all, blogs ARE personal.
     
     
    Yeah, getting straight to the point, I'll be leaving the fandom itself. So I've decided to write up a few words. A few more perhaps? Who knows... I always liked writing stuff and then realizing I could have written even more.
     
     
    Still, what is there to be said? I've spent some fair time in the fandom, had my share of laughs. (I didn't care about dramas much in the end, these weren't worth it) I've started on different forums, for which I still hold warm feelings. I still remember signing up, entering a certain, random topic and being greeted warmer than I could have imagined. I still remember nicknames/aliases of these people who proved to be such an entertainment. Then I remember discovering different branches. Especially the art branch. Art and these people back then were responsible for triumphing over my skepticism aimed at the show and community itself and seeing past my initial judgments. In end I had to leave the forums (will spare the story as for why for myself, we all have our reasons), but I don't regret a minute of time spent there.
     
    Then the path led me here, on MLPF, after a few months of drifting aimlessly. To another great forum filled with unique individuals. It was fantastic to discover that, actually, another community is so similar to the one I've left. I've met even more great people (BIG SPECIAL THANKS for @@Dilarus and @@Casy, you two were really inspiring!, @@Ice Storm and @ it was great working with you, even if for such a short time, and I'm really disappointed with the fact I have to leave you two right now, I hope you do know it. Alas, as you might have observed, my activity was really wicked and random through last months). There are many, many more I'd like to name, but that would take SO MUCH TIME... Let's remain reasonable.
    But still, there's a grander scheme of things behind my words. I've mentioned a few people by "name", but it's all really about the community.
     
    That's right, community, fandom which is great, inspiring, possesses LIMITLESS possibilities and is EXTREMELY creative. Where each person actually adds something interesting to it, instead of being just a grayed out member in the background. Fandom which is open and bold, stands strong and doesn't fear any judgmental words thrown at it. It consists of you, great people who'd help each other at every step (but I beg some of you, please DO remember that help is not always expected , when people need it, they ask for it simply. Oh, and don't sacrifice to much of your own life/time for the cause, that's my personal advice after what I've been through ... Still, I digress! ->). Of course, some of you will say that you've met those who were terrible towards you, that they did this or that... Well, we have our differences. We all do. And it's really important to notice them, understand them and accept it. Isn't it what this show is all about in the end?
    During my short stay here, I've read enough accusations of 'how bad certain people in fandom are'. Accept it, you won't get along with everyone in fandom just as you don't get along with everyone in real world. But do you, in real world, start running around with banners stating how awful that person is, trying to convince public to your cause and being passive-aggressive against that person? I doubt it. Therefore it's sad to read some of the complaints. More than that, it's not worth wasting your nerves about people who won't have an impact on your life and you won't meet them 99% of the time.
     
     
    Why am I writing this? /\
    I just want to remind you, at least to those who need reminding, that the fandom consists of you ALL, therefore you are ALL responsible for its quality and reputation. The more poison and acid you'll pump into it, the worse it'll be not only for you personally, but also for others around. In the end, do you really enjoy reading rants and complaints? I doubt anyone does.
    Although the fandom isn't special (let's face it, every fandom deludes itself saying that they're special in certain areas, but it's still a fandom consisting of people who live on Earth and don't differ from each other that much ), I believe... no, I KNOW because I SAW that it's really magnificent and worth maintaining.
    I could write and write and write about it... but I don't want to create a blog entry which would turn into a book describing a circle of mutual adoration. Besides, I'd have to reach the 'flaws' section someday, and nobody likes reading about their own flaws . It's better to see the best in people rather than exposing the worst.
     
    Oh... and I nearly forgot. To those who somehow do care or are simply curious as for reasons behind my decision:
    Careful, story of my life >.>'~ Cheers for drama?
     
     
     
    So... well...
    Thank you, I guess, for providing me with opportunity to laugh and have some joy in life. Thank you Hasbro, thank you forums' communities, thank you Aria (you deserve special mention, interactions with you were refreshing and entertaining ) and, of course, thank you ponies. Especially Rarity xD
     
    As usual, cheers:

     
    PS:
    Most probably I will linger around for just a few more days before disappearing. Plus, it IS possible that you'll see me in distant future for a day or something. I'm a sentimental person, and even though I'm closing the book, I like to sometimes open it again to read through some of the chapters I've enjoyed
  18. Passion
    Back again with something that's been troubling my mind. Just a sweet, short entry this time.
     
    I also realized that I haven't, somehow, posted the #2 entry... must have forgotten about it, will try to fix that someday later.
     
    So, I've been writing up an RP post, and encountered an unusual (in fact it's probably more common thing between people than I could imagine) question. Of course, this question had its home in my head for months now, but I guess for the first time I actually had to meet it head-on.
     
    "What happens when two Unicorn/anymagicusers auras meet together?" - there were so many answers to this question, and so many different questions followed.
     
    Does anything happen at all?
    Does it tickle?
    Is it just something comparable to arm wrestling?
     
    Or maybe there's something more to it? Does it allow the users to reach into their minds if they agree to that? I mean, the magic is clearly directed by the thoughts... So is there a link to their thoughts through their magic?
    Does it channel emotions? Does it channel ideas? Is it possible for the Unicorns to feel the other's mind? Can it be used as form of telepathy?
    What about using magic in cooperation? It would require communication. Most probably verbal could do it... but... what about adjusting the strength of the force and technical stuff?
     
    Personally, I love to think that Unicorns making contact with each other through magic, can have a slight feeling of other's emotions, just a tiny glimpse into their mind. Nothing to allow them to recognize what the other is thinking/feeling, but just enough to raise suspicions about it.
    And as for effect... as in tickling and so on... I like to believe it works differently for each Unicorn.
     
    That's why Unicorns are the best race for me, I guess. There's so much more to magic than just flying around :>
     
    Feel free to share your ideas "In the comments section BE-loW." \/
     
    Signed,

  19. Passion
    So yes!
     
    My attention was lately pulled away from the forums, since I was distracted with certain, different matters at hand.
     
    I was an uncle for about 6 years now. Fun time, my nephew is simply ridiculously social. Now, it's time to step up to another challenge.
     
    I have a niece now :> Born 17 hours ago, weight 8.8lbs/4kg, 22.8in/58cm tall (yes, my sister-in-law's family is filled with giants)
     
    But that's not the end of story, since it'll find it's continuation on 6 months from now. That's the time I'll have another niece/nephew from the side of my second brother.
     
    Life's going to be so fun, eh? Oh dear... Guess who'll have to drive and act as a nanny when my sister-in-law asks me to? Yup... exactly...
     
    Bring it on!
     
    Peace, Khajiit~
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    So yes, I've lately stumbled across my Xfire account, which I've hosted somewhere in 2006 when I was still an avid gamer. I'm not using it for a long time already, years. Last time I've logged in was I believe half a year ago for like, 10 minutes?
     
    This, although, made me wonder: "What the hell was I doing with my life back then?" The list goes on and on and on... ...now I wonder, what am I doing now?
  21. Passion

    Point out 5 differences.

    By Passion,

    So, that's something I've noticed is notoriously repeated around here.
     
    Unless it's an intended pun, even if COMPLETELY overused, I find it at least... worrying.
     
    That's why:
     
    Subject #1:
     
    Canon - Canon is a term used to describe things that have actually happened on the shows or been specifically referred to as having happened in the past.
     
    Subject #2:
     

     
     
    How many differences do you see?
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    Ah, imagination, my good old friend. Where have you been for all those long years? Hiding in the deep caves filled with horrors, traps, treasures and heroes who somehow, no matter what happens, never lose their lucky hats? Or perhaps you were in kingdom faraway, weaving wonderful stories which one day would be passed down over generations in form of myths and legends? Stories of untold bravery, forbidden love or borderline stupidity which somehow led to a glorious success? I guess it was highest time to reunite, you're mine after all.
     
    So yes... I've decided to start expressing my fascinating opinions (I think it was the sound of my sarcasm meter in nearby room exploding, but I'll pretend I didn't hear that) and stuff concerning roleplaying.
    Why?
    Well, mostly because that's probably one of my favorite things to do in MLP community. I have no idea what drives me to do that. I honestly have NO idea (that's an utter and complete lie) what's so special about becoming a... pony, unicorn, pegasus, *insert whatever you want here*, creature and pretending you're *something* completely different in a completely different world. I guess to some extent we all feel a need to cut ourselves from this world and forget about it for a moment. And as long as I like roleplaying, I probably would never want to forget about my current life. It might be that my roleplaying sense is dictated by the fact that I'm a rather good actor in front of people. You'd all probably surprised how ridiculously unbelievable stories I pulled in front of my friends, and a lot of them actually believed that. I'll say it straightforward: When it comes to TRIVIAL issues, such as boasting or stuff, I'm able to weave an illusion of trust-worthiness and create a fair image of myself. Just to manipulate people into believing some odd things later, because... "Why would he lie?" :3? Of course, I never use those traits in important daily matters. [Worry not, the internet is the last place I'd like to pull stuff like that. I usually do this so that my friends may have some fun irl. Laugh at me or with me, doesn't make any difference, I can laugh at myself.]
     
    Anyway, back to the topic. I believe that roleplaying is a mutual activity. I often read roleplays in search for some entertainment, because I am convinced that roleplaying is a form of... uhm... let's call it art, of writing fanfics/stories for ourselves in cooperation with other people. We write something for them and we expect them to stand up to our standards in order to write something that'll satisfy us too. It's something akin' to a good ol' trade system. I could even make a step forward and say: Touka Koukan.
     
    If we want to read through one's words, we must first present him with words of our own of same quality. I somehow find this a fitting representation of my views. Still, let's put our little Ed and his awesome bro Al aside.
     
     
    Why am I creating this blog? Purely for myself. I need something to blow the steam off, since I'm kinda stressed lately. And sharing my thoughts etc with others, plus writing, seems to relax me. So yeah, it's just an egoistic approach this time. But who knows? Perhaps you'll find something interesting in those ramblings of a young man? I know I'll be covering things about OC creating, OC roleplaying, Cast roleplaying, various traits, RP style, etiquette... I don't know. In fact, it was something I wanted to do for a looooong time. Even though I'm a relatively new roleplayer. But I learn fast, and this for sure will help me to get my ideas straight finally.
     
    "Because roleplaying is dem' serious business."
     
    It still wasn't a long entry I guess, since it's not some kind of story to tell. But if you've read through all of this... well, 'huzzah'? Hopefully I won't tire anyone and won't create new entries to fast :>
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    I am not native speaker for this oh how common language, but whenever I see a certain mistake, my blood boils. Why? I have no idea, it's something what will probably remain a mystery for me. You're probably wondering what's this all about? Well, let's get straight to the point.
     
     
     
     
    It's not that hard to remember, is it?
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