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TheMaskMaker

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  1. Logging onto MLP forums, and seeing all of the positivity.
  2. Galaga is my jimmy jams, man. Love it. Also a big fan of Big Red One, god that's a visceral game.
  3. And that, my friend, is why I have an unreasonably large steam library. "will play someday"
  4. and that's the best kind of opinion to have, on any medium of art really. The only thing worth measuring is the game's ability to make you emotionally invested.
  5. Another wonderfully relaxing, and quiet day.

  6. There's just the slightest of possibilities that the game can break halfway through, and render itself unbeatable. Just the slightest of chances that this may have happened to me on more than one occasion. I believe it's a sequencing glitch, but as I said before, the game could hold up better.
  7. Shampooed and conditioned my hair, like a viking.
  8. Galerians: Ash on the PS2 is a game with imagery that has stuck with me since the first time I played it. I played it before I played the first one, so I had the pleasure of playing through it a second time, after I beat the first one. They don't hold up quite as well as they could have, but they're still a fantastic little experience for the story and art direction alone
  9. Metroid and Castlevania styled games are definitely experiences that differ from person to person. I think they really rely on the player putting themselves in the situation, and getting lost in the adventure of it all. Even if the game is just mostly padded backtracking, super metroid still blows my mind with everything it brings to the table. Graphics, music, environments, and the battles, I personally love it all. I can, however, absolutely see why others may not as enjoy it that much. For that, I recommend the Metroid: Prime games. The Galerians games are a personal favorite of mine. Dark, and gripping, they are often overlooked little gems.
  10. I knew, going into freshman year, that I would see very few of my friends after I graduated. At the time, their company was worth the weight of a school day, and past that I would only really see them at parties. With the exception of my closest friends, I left everyone behind after high school. What was surprising to me, that there were a number of people whom I regretted leaving behind. The social aspect of school was of very little importance to me, I was more interested in the opportunities and experiences that many of my classes offered to me (I was lucky enough to end up in a collegiate high school). Still, when you spend years together with people from all walks of life, you're bound to forge unbreakable bonds with at least a few of them. It has been roughly more than two years since I graduated. I started working in the last semester of my senior year, and that career took of shortly after I graduation. I hadn't really put much thought into how much I missed certain people, because I had made an effort to leave as much behind as possible, save for the tools and opportunities I gained that carried the potential to enrich my life. As shitty as it sounds to avoid people who genuinely cared about me, some of which even relied on me, I figured that being an "adult" was more important, and that they would find their own way. For many people I was right, and for those who are still clinging onto the last semblance of their angst filled teenage years, I'm better off without them. I've had the pleasure of watching my friends all mature into working-class educated adults, that benefit society, as well as being a wonderful and welcome presence in my life. Others, that meant a great deal to me, left my life with uncertain times ahead for them, and I was left to merely speculate at their fate. I deeply regret not keeping in touch with them, and giving them the support few others were willing to. I suppose my mistake was treating social interaction in high school as trivial, since it was only school and a very small part of what life has to offer. Of all the things I devalued, because of the time that they entered my life, that was the one thing I should have cherished. Luckily, life sometimes throws you second chances. Today, I ran into someone who I thought I would never see again. A very close individual, who had been like a big sister for me since I was fairly young. She kept me safe when I was emotionally vulnerable, kept me grounded when I became full of myself, and was always encouraging to me when I dreamed big dreams for my future. She was like a 3rd party observer, floating in and out of my life at seemingly random times, never actually intervening directly with the events that transpired around me. The time we spent together, however, was almost surreal in the way that it just broke social expectations. I remember we danced intimately in the middle of class, just because we could. God, would we find the strangest ways to get into trouble. We snuck out onto the roof, from the second floor, on exam day. It was creatively liberating, albeit silly That's just how we were together, creatively liberated from expecations. Sadly, towards the end of our high school career, one of her boyfriends introduced heroine into her life. It was soul crushing, to watch something like that happen and have no power to stop it. From the looks of things when we graduated, it seemed as if she would be dead in less than a year, and I knew that I would probably hear about it months after it happened. I had given up hope on someone who deserved better. She had a miscarriage a months before graduation day, and when graduation day finally arrived, she never stopped shaking, almost too badly to accept her diploma. It really did seem hopeless. She had different plans for herself, than the fate I had internally condemned her to. I found that out today, while I was out getting groceries. She didn't even recognize me, as I've drastically cleaned up my appearance. I can't say I recognized her either. She looked so healthy, so happy. When she did realize who was staring at her, she pulled me into one of the warmest hugs I've ever experienced. Every moment her and I had spent together came flooding back, and it had never felt so good to be close to a friend. She told me how she had cleaned up her life, how she was living with the young man she's dating (and how he treats her right), and she told me what a relief it was to see I was okay. Despite the state her life was in at the time we parted ways, she never stopped fretting over my well being. Hearing that nearly brought me to tears. She is a shining example of what it means to care about someone, and to love them unconditionally. I confessed my doubts about her, and the guilt I felt for abandoning her like that. She forgave me, telling me I had every right to, considering the state she was in. I don't know if I believe that she could have deserved that, but I do believe that I have a second chance. Her and I exchanged numbers, and are planning on meeting up at an upcoming concert. I look forwarding to catching up with her, and sharing at least one more day with her. I realized that there is no such thing as a trivial friendship. When someone genuinely cares about you, that's irreplaceable. Even if someone changes in such a way that they're painfully removed from you life, it doesn't lesson the value of the time you spent with them, and those memories should be cherished always. I'm happy to have met the people I have in my life, and spent the time with them that they've graciously given. I'm happily looking forward to all of the people that have yet to enter my life, and the time I'll spend with them.
  11. You should absolutely put them on your steam wishlist, and buy them when the go on sale (which is often).
  12. Being the generally negative person I am, I decided to watch the show out of spite. I had been neutral on it since the birth of bronies, since I had no real interaction with any of this and therefore no reason to have an opinion on it; so I thought I'd start it up to find a reason to hate it. Instead of a show like any other kids show, I found clever writing, fluid animation, and countless reasons to love it. I watched the first 13 episodes on some random streaming website, and I eventually decided to pirate it, not realizing the show had quietly snuck into my heart. Cut to march, 2016, I bought the first four seasons on DVD, and that's when I realized I had become a brony. Since then, I've been happily, and secretly, enjoying my new-found fandom.
  13. It's episodes like this one that make me wish I had started watching the show sooner. While I thoroughly enjoy the more subtle episodes, where a problem is presented and solved through moral values, I find myself legitimately invested when I see my favorite characters facing high stakes. It's more gripping when you see something you've grown to love in real danger, and all the more powerful when you see everything resolved in a way that is rewarding to the viewer, and the characters depicted. It really does go to show how the creators cater to the older fanbase, creating quality animation with a full story arc, rather than a series of flashing colors to appease children for inattentive parents. The opening to this seasons really speaks to the overall quality of the show, and the love that's put into it.
  14. Perhaps I should find a way to be active during the day, rather than the early morning.

  15. I noticed something about most of the people I know that are are relatively close to my age. Our sleep schedules are just weird. "A college student with weird sleeping habits!? STOP THE PRESSES!" I'll give you a few examples. Most often, I'll generally start work at 10 am, and work 11 hours, so I get up at 8 am to shower, get dressed, and drive to work. It would make sense for me to get in bed early every night, but instead I find myself staying up until nearly 5:30 in the morning. Of course I'm beyond tired when I get to work, but by 2 pm, it's like I only lost a little sleep, and my body feels fine. Then when 8 pm rolls around, and my body should be on the verge of collapsing, I'm ready to stay up until 5:30 again. Then on the flip side, on my days off (like today), I'll sleep until 3 pm, and then I'll be beyond exhausted by the time 10 pm arrives. Many of my coworkers, and fellow college students, follow similar routines. One could easily blame it on technology, or the fact that we undergo constant mental stimulation, but I'd like to think that we're all so busy, we stay up late so that we can experience everything we missed out on while fulfilling our responsibilities; our days off are merely resting days. At least that way it sounds less irresponsible and unhealthy. A little less on the unhealthy side was today's weather. I personally think that the number of people who find rain depressing are equal in number to people who find it relaxing, though that's based solely on my own experiences. I find it very relaxing myself, so perhaps I may be biased. I find it so relaxing, in fact, that something as simple as taking out the recycling was made nearly therapeutic by the gentle downpour. The warmer weather, and recent showers, have me excited for the lightning storms that are on their way. Once the dry heat hits, we get righteous cloud-to-cloud lightning storms, where the lighting doesn't hit the ground often. Everything just gets quiet, save for the gentle rumble above. As much as I love the winter, I'm glad that the warm weather is finally ready to stay. Though with Ohio's weather, you really can't rely on the promise of "spring weather," the cold. finds a way. Today's weather has also been beneficial to me, in the sense that it has aided me with the inspiration to actually do something. While yesterday I felt inspired and energetic, ready to write and be heard, today I felt boring and unqualified. I started writing this post at 4 pm, it is now 2 am. I just couldn't stick to it. Which, I would say is the one thing I'm going to avoid tomorrow. This is a blog, on the MLP forum, it's not meant to necessarily be interesting, and it's on one of the most friendly forums I've ever joined, so I won't get flamed for being uninteresting. I'm not saying that simply because it's on this site I can't be passionate about it, but I shouldn't treat it like work, I mean christ. I guess I'm putting too much expectation on something that's supposed to be simple and fun. So tomorrow, or rather today after I wake up, I'm going to focus on just that: simplicity and fun. I'll save the complicated stuff for later. Well, that's that, for now. Possibly more thoughts in a few hours.
  16. Dude, that is rad. I can't believe I haven't heard of that before
  17. If you haven't already, you should get Zdeamon software, and join us for some competitive, and cooperative, online doom gameplay.
  18. It's never too late to retroactively enjoy something. There's always a group of people still passionate enough about the classics to introduce you to a world of solid titles.
  19. My manager called the employees to the women's restroom, after we had closed, to witness the dirt boot prints on the toilet seat, in one of the stalls. Someone had stood on the seat, and peed onto the wall. Apart from the footprints, and piss, she also left us the wonderful gift of a personal CD player stuffed with cash. So that happened.
  20. I can't say I've ever been to any website with as many positive vibes as this one.

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