@ Kroatz - Interesting reading about your card strategies. It's like army choices in games like Warhammer 40k, which I played a few times, but more ordered. Interesting!
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Ah, dramatic effect with gunloading… we made fun of that quite a bit in the Quackcast play The Lady Is A Stranger: https://next.theduckwebcomics.com/quackcast/episode-202-the-lady-is-a-stranger
With shotguns being cocked repeatedly, mad bombers running out of bombs etc.
I'm watchning the Underworld series of films at the moment and they're terrible offenders for that.
Well, at least in the first film! In the second one they reload waaay more, the acting is better and so was the plot and script. The first one however has nothing to recomend it appart from aesthetics. The reloading is just a minor thing compared to everything else but it's especially irking because this lady runs around firing hundreds of shots from BIG rappid fire pistols that could only hold 10 rounds each… maybe 15 if they were doublestacked or something, but they're PISTOLS! She uses them like light machine guns.
They show colseups of her firing them and the muzzle is bouncing right to eft and up and down, all over the place, and yet all her shots are on target.
I think that's something I'll remember for any fight scenes I do for Pinky TA with a shootout: rapid fire weapons are hard to keep on target, and big pistols are really hard to aim for subsequent shots if you're a small person.
Having details like that (As Bravo says), can make for good dramatic effect, as well as the illusion of increased realisim.
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People who do those movies with the gurl with two guns shooting and shooting don't understand quantity versus qaulity. Suere there is volume of fire to keep the other guy's head down but the reason it's one weapon is so you can use your off hand to quick re-loads. That's part of weapons training. You have to be able to drop a magazine and reload in a second or two. But two pistols shooting and shooting you do what Mila Jojovich does in her movies with dropping the weapons and grabbing two more, which is really wasteful.
And the guys choregraphing this are the same one who think you'll hit something firing sidehanded. I liked it one of the Kickass movies when the old guy tells the kid "you'll hit yourself in the nose if you shoot like that" The kid shoots sideways and the recoil goes right into his nose. Hit-girl knew how to sustain fire and reload and it is shown relatively realistically compared to other films. One more thing to recomaned the two Kickass movies.
Funny how Hitgirl is the live-action counterpart to the killer Japanese schoolgirl trope. Even down to the plaid skirt and funny colored hair. I'm currently watching Those who Hunt Elves a funny take on fantasy anime with the super monster level boss coming out and they have a tank. And then there's the dubbed version of Haganai which is even funnier than the original Japanese because the writers really expanded the insult vocabulary between Sena and Yozura.
Twelve hour shifts at work got to do something considering I've been taking so long to shoot pictures these days. I even downloaded the original Thunderbirds Supermarionation series from the 1960's.
5-4-3-2-1 THUNDERBIRDS ARE GO!
I read "it doesn't have too many age-innappropiate things for the youngest one" and thought Zzzzzzz…
But I searched the title anyway. Man, that looks cool! I'll have to see if I can find a stream online for that :D
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I'm about DONE with this beard experiment. I've kept it this long because I thought the new white patches on each side of my chin were a really cool adition, but it feels so horrible on the face.
I had facial hair for years in the past until I got board of it. I can't tollerate it for as long anymore though, it feels like having stickytape on your face that's constantly jussssst about to peel off. HORRIBLE!
Man up ozone, you can't be cool like the hipster kids without a bit if facial fluff. What's a little discomfort when you can look trendy?
I've been bearded so long I don't know what being without is like anymore.
So back to creating, it feels good to be able to get on and create again, stress can be a major creativity killer. I'm actually feeling charged and enthusiastic about BASO for the first time in ages. Had felt like treading water with it for ages, to the point I was even wondering if it was worth continuing.
I did consider changing the format too, perhaps to make it more traditional and focusing on one set of characters, but I felt that would ruin the comic quicker than anything else.
Watched pacific rim last night, not for the first time, but it made me think that is how the transformers films should have been done. The Jaeger's in that have more identity than any of the transformers do. Also the fight scenes make them feel like giant machines. The transformers are much smaller but even so they never feel like machines. More like big power rangers.
Google is scary. In the Valentine's Day thread i mentioned one girl (Kelly T.) who tormented me in grade school. I found her father's obituary, cross-chekced for past residences and surviving children and it could only be him and her. Then searched her and found a dentist in the town she now resides in. The girl who caused me so much pain in grade school is now a dentist? What sweet irony.
I looked up her successor (Cheryl D) as school tormentress and have her address. Now that is scary. I also found her on Classmates.com and looked through her HS year book. Hey she was Homecoming queen and persident of the Student Council! If I hadn't moved away I would have dated her. It was clear at the time that she teased me because she liked me. I did run into her in the mall two years after I moved away and she had been very pretty. Wow if I hadn't moved away I could have ended up dating the homecoming queen! There's a comic script in there somewhere. Maybe a harem.
I never realized it at the time but there were groups of girls who followed me around during my school career. I really was at the center of a harem anime and like the hero of one I was totally clueless. Funny how art imitates life and how things can be seen totally differently in retrospect.
Google my real name and you only find that mathematics professor. I remain safely anonymous.
Oh, no… it's that day I dread so much and it's on its way. I do have ONE remedy for this now. Shopping. Even if it's just a stroll through the mall at night. Most couples will be out watching movies and having dinner, so the rest of the areas of the mall should be fairly sparse with people.
And of course if that doesn't work I could just drown myself playing an MMO all night. Well… if I wasn't working that night that is.
ozoneocean wrote:That was the best possible response I could imagine for that statement. Still, scabbards or not, that is still an impressive amount of swords!
I hope I don't run into Inigo Montoya! I'm no Man In Black, or Dread Pirate Roberts… or Weasly… He'd beat me no contest!
bravo1102 wrote:You were a magnet for aggressive female attention in grade school! Also, what kind of school setting were you in where it was okay for the girls to kick the boys? I hope no one from my K-12 years saw me as a "tormentress". I typically would never bully any boy I had a crush on. It sets a weird precedent (especially if they enjoyed it).
In the Valentine's Day thread i mentioned one girl who tormented me in grade school.
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I looked up her successor as school tormentress.
Lonnehart wrote:That's right. They are all going to watching Fifty Shades of Grey because it premieres on Valentine's Day this year. In fact, if you went to the theater, you would probably run into a TON of single women watching that movie on that day.
Most couples will be out watching movies
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Endorphins feel so amazing. Spending time in the sun feels equally wonderful. I just walked over five miles to hangout in my favorite drink lounge and I am prepping myself to repeat that same walk in the opposite direction. I used to think ten mile walks were a goal to reach, but now they are just a part of my routine.
Found out today that the guy I've been crushing on is allergic to all things furry. Well that's not going to work out.
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I got through my crazy January…just checked my calendar and I don't have anything due for a month, except for one minor test! It feels pretty awesome, and I might actually get caught up on my readings for once. Plus, I finally get to play the Professor Layton vs. Phoenix Wright game I got for Christmas!
kawaiidaigakusei wrote:
Endorphins feel so amazing. Spending time in the sun feels equally wonderful. I just walked over five miles to hangout in my favorite drink lounge and I am prepping myself to repeat that same walk in the opposite direction. I used to think ten mile walks were a goal to reach, but now they are just a part of my routine.
That sounds so lovely! What is the weather like where you are? I'm getting to the part of winter where I'm going a little stir-crazy - I've been daydreaming about getting my bike out again once spring comes.
Yep. They'll all be watching. Unfortunately, they won't be "on the market". They'll have a boyfriend, a girlfriend, or be an "undesirable" (as in "they only want you if you have a big wallet"). Even if I manage to get a small rapport with them and find out they're supposedly "single", sooner or later, some guy/girl will confront me and tell me to keep away from them. And later I'll see those two getting together…
Just something I learned the hard way… repeatedly… a long time ago. And thanks to this happening too many times I decided maybe it's better to wait than it is to look…
Despite having mostly given up on that game, I have a little bit of hope. When I say "I'm waiting for a woman to knock me out from behind with a hammer then drag me to the Justice of the Peace", I don't mean it literally. Highly unlikely as it is, I figure I'll end up being taken by surprise by a woman who's been looking at me whom I haven't noticed yet.
Wishful thinking, I know. But we can dream, can't we? :)
If you really, really want a woman you should get out there and start asking or join a dating site or something man. There are even apps on your phone or tablet for that now. Do it. Do it. Do it.
DO IT!
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When I was little I had my share of girl bullies. It's really a pretty common thing. There's this fantasy idea that girls only do psychological bulling and boys do physical: pure bullshit. I could psychologically bully anyone to tears and worse (even during a fight against bigger, older guys), because I was small and that was my best option so I honed it. Likewise strong girls played to their strengths. And there was nothing about love or affection in that, kids are just little bastards.
Tantz Areine has some great stories about when she was a school bully who did martial arts and picked on the boys. :)
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So I sharpened up my sabre, at leat the last 6 inches of it, and tried some "test cutting". One thing they always show is someone slicing a plastic bottle full of water. So I set one up and did a whole lot of practice swings to be sure I had good edge alignment, but even so I thought I'd just end up whacking that bottle like the impact of a baseball bat and flinging it across the backyard.
But NO! One swish and the bottle sliced clean! Then the unhoused water realised its predicament and exploded all over the place. I was very impressed. It's really quite a choppa!
meeting people is easy, if you feel confident. Doubt yourself and you've failed before you've even started. Everyone can have a bad run, and it is when you are down like that you don't see how you put yourself across can put others off. So says someone who has been single for a year… well i've met people, they just haven't been for me, or I for them. Get on a dating website, be entusiastic about who you are. You won't be everyones taste but sooner or later you will find someone you gel with.
I once had an idea to do a series of comics based on my dating exploits, but it was too close to home for me to write. I passed the ideas on to someone else to write instead. maybe someday they will appear.
Bullying… I was an easy target as a kid, far too sensitive for my own good. Fortunately I was pretty big and able to handle myself pretty well. sadly there is always bigger kids. Shit happened.
I went to school in the 1970's. Bullying and all sorts of other stuff was something you endured as part of growing up. You know that whole free range kids, no seatbelts, walking to school with no hovering parents thing. There was no PC thing.
As i indicated in the second paragraph the bullying probably could have led to a more productive relationship and there were indications it was going that way when I moved away. Relationships evolve. I reencountered a few of my aquintances when i went to college but I wanted nothing to do with any of them because of the painful memories it brought back.
Bullying leading anywhere positive? Weird.
The only positives I got were from those angry fist fights you'd get into with other kids, spur of the moment, one on one. Often you'd end the fight sitting in the waiting room of the principals office grinning at each other. Interesting way to make friends. :)
"No sir, we weren't doing anything. I swear, it was just a little playfight, nothing serious, the teacher just got the wrong idea."
As many of you have probably already guessed, I was the weird kid in school. When my classmates were working on colouring inside the lines, I was quite happy with my colours where they were, and when they played outside, I sat in the shadows with a book. I preferred Tolkien to talking.
I've been to multiple primary schools because my parents moved around a few times, and really, only the kids in the last school really had a problem with my non comformity. Because there was no real crack in my armor, nothing I was really ashamed of, they started to invent things for me to feel weird about. They used to call me "Baboon" for a long time, before I figured out the reasoning behind it. In the end, it turned out to be quite clever.
The "Baboon" taunts became less painful after hearing them for a year or so, but still, it hurt nine year old me. Around that time I had started gaining a bit of weight. nothing extreme, but still, the other kids had a field day with that. The "Baboon" taunts stayed, but now they had a whole array of "Fatty" taunts to fill the voids with. I had never thought of myself as a fat kid, I had never really cared about my looks at all. I only started caring because all the other kids seemed to think it was important.
And then high school started, which is a place with even more vile little creatures. But instead of me being the smart kid, and being able to outwit the rest of them, I was now surrounded by monsters that were just as smart as I was. Verbal fights were not really my thing back then, but boy did I have to learn fast. I was taught to feel less attractive, interesting, worthy, and smart than I thought I was. Other kids called me childish for trying to play with them, or called me boring if I tried to rise above their level. Primary school was a nice little introduction to high school. I learned very well that people will not bother to be nice to you if they feel that they are better than you.
Of course there was a lot of physical violence too, but that is something I cared less about. You actually recover from a lot of those kinds of wounds, and if you hit someone back, you can be sure that it had an impact. The actual fights were a nice kind of emotional release, all the anger got out for a few moments. And even if I spent the rest of the day crying by myself, or bleeding gently in a corner, at least I felt like other people knew I was there.
Bullying breaks people. If I really look at the person I am today, and the things I do, there are a lot of things that would have been different, better, if I hadn't been forced to realize that nobody cares about you so early in life. A kid should be allowed to be the center of his own world for a while. Which is kind of what causes bullying in the first place, but still…
And female bullies are worse to a big butch manly man such as I (Derp). I actually tried to make friends among the girls in my school, and it usually seemed to work. But when they finally got annoyed, or just bored with me, their words would cut deeper than anything the other boys could say to me. They were not really as much into punching, biting, scratching, stabbing, and slashing as the boys were, but they´ve caused a lot more permanent damage.
So, yeah. Those were my thoughts on bullying.
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I dropped my iPhone 4, and now it's completely kaputski. Does anyone have any extremely good phone tip, or should I just get a newer generation of apple telecommunication?
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"The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle" is so bo-o-o-o-o-oring! There's entire chapters about water quality! There's a one page description of the type of beans and tissue paper one of the characters likes. It's supposed to be a "Deeply philosophical and teasingly perplexing" book, according to some quote on the cover, but so far it has only managed to be a book, and has failed to deliver on any of the promises made. I really want to stop reading this book, but I have to make it to the end before I can read something more my style.
phone tips.
Don't touch iPhones with a barge pole, unless it is to destroy the overpriced underspecced pieces of crap.
be careful with Samsung, their quality control is pretty poor. when they are good they are good, but get a bad one…
HTC are pretty solid (except the cheapy, cheapy ones) as are high end Sony phones.
Windows phones are getting better, but I like the freedom of android.
Bullying for me was a mixed bag, a lot of it, but most of them were just kids trying to have a laugh and fit in, not realising they harm they were doing. There were only a couple of genuinely nasty ones.
I'm looking for some guest artists to do a page each on BASO. timeframe is a few weeks (ideally)
six pages in total, I have one for sure leaving five to fill. essentially each page acts as a transistion for a given character as they move to the next part of their story. anyone willing? Style isn't an issue, check the chapter beginnign here for an example.
https://next.theduckwebcomics.com/BASO/5421727/
There will be some strong language and perhaps mild nudity on some pages. and a little action.
I put a thread in the networking section but I doubt anyone looks there.
ozoneocean wrote:Guess you never had the "girl feeling compassion for you and becoming a friend for life" or someone coming to your defence and making a friend (becoming a sidekick too. It did have its moments) Or the forming close connections with other victims? It's a matter of persepctive and grabbing hold of the branch to keep yourself from going under. I had anxiety attacks, periodic emotional breakdowns and later PTSD. It was hell but there were bright spots.
Bullying leading anywhere positive? Weird.
And with professional help and the earliest of the CBT self-help books I learned ways to turn negative to positive and when to stand my ground. One of the best ways to win a fight is to sit and take the beating. You get savaged but you win respect, hearts and minds. Take it with alacrity roll with the punches and the bully can sometimes put his arm around you and say "I was wrong about you. You take it and you're funny. You're okay."
After my time in special education I and close workign relationship with childdevelopmetn professionals I developed a more nuanced perspective on the social dynamic that bullying represents. There is more here than beating the weak. Children are testing relationships and socialization techniques not just beating each other up. Of course all this intellectualizing didn' help me with the PTSD flashbacks and nightmares i experienced when I saw it enacted in front of me as an adult and my eventual emotional collapse. But ti helped me understand what had occured. No zero tolerance of bullying but channeling the social dynamic in a more positive direction with problem solving and teaching socialization techniques and developeing a sense of humor and fun.
Nah. Behavior BAD, expuslion! Bad, bad bad! But international relations and politics and history are full of examples of this behavior among adults. BAD! Riiight. Try actually understanding Sun Tzu, Clauswitz, Bismarck and TR you'll see how to be a bully and how to be a victim and elt it work for you. Realpolitik.
There's also the fact that if you were bullied/hurt in the past, you survived it. That's a positive! We don't wish trauma on ourselves or each other of course, but there's something to be said for having some scars or hardships in the past. We can be stronger or better because of those struggles.
Granted, I'm not talking about severe abuse that results in adults who are psychologically crippled. I've heard a story or two like that, and they make you want to cry they're so horrible.
I grew up in sort of a pre-PC time, too. There was no talk of bullying or the wrongness of it (it was the 1930's). Pretty tough neighborhood, too. Some of the bullies I knew back then grew up to do some really horrible things later in life. Nothing too bad happened to me - some fights, a physical pounding or two…but overall, I'm kinda glad to have those experiences.
Okay. Just watched some romantic comedy type Filipino film. The scene that made me laugh a lot? Well…
The female lead (who is socially inept thanks to her "helicopter mother") asks her friend on how to attract the guy she's looking at (not the guy she ends up with at the end of the movie. Her friend suggest gazing at him. To show him that she wants thim. And that she does…
As she gazes at him at a party, in her mind she hopes that he will welcome her into his life with open arms, start a family with him, and grow old together while admiring the large family they will have. What does he see when he notices her gazing at him? That that he's the mouse, and she's the cat (complete with animal ears, the hunting sequence, and his grisly fate when she catches him).
I found that scene so absurd… I hope this kind of thing doesn't happen to people in real ife… X_X
Lonnehart wrote:That is an accurate protrayel of the perception men and women can have of each other. "Fear of commitment"? Every girl that looks at me wants the house and kids and all I want is someone to have drinks with.
As she gazes at him at a party, in her mind she hopes that he will welcome her into his life with open arms, start a family with him, and grow old together while admiring the large family they will have. What does he see when he notices her gazing at him? That that he's the mouse, and she's the cat (complete with animal ears, the hunting sequence, and his grisly fate when she catches him).
I found that scene so absurd… I hope this kind of thing doesn't happen to people in real ife… X_X
That trope shows up a lot in Asian rom-coms and even a couple of movies made by Americans of Asian descent. It even shows up in anime. The girl looks at the guy and introduces him to dad and everyone assumes they're engaged… hilarity ensues.
It's so hard to know what's "normal" and what's not. I'm just beginning to realize that I may have some sensory processing issues which could be contributing to some of my weirder anxieties (restaurants in particular). Sounds are the biggest thing, but also certain textures/feelings are almost unbearable to me. Somehow I've been living my life assuming that touching wood or going barefoot were equally unpleasant to everyone else. Apparently this is not the case. :P
Bullying leading anywhere positive? Weird.Yeah, that was not my experience. I had terrible speech impediments growing up, and despite not being bullied for it very often (I was fortunate to have a tight-knit group of kids moving together through elementary school), the few mean comments that I did get for it made me horribly shy and self-conscious about talking well into my teens. I'm still convinced that I sound ridiculous when I talk, actually, I just don't let it stop me from talking any more.
And then my best-friend-turned-bully in high school…that was a super crappy situation. The bullying wasn't that bad in retrospect, but they stuck us in the same chemistry class for a semester and just being in the same room as her made me totally miserable. It didn't make me stronger or scar me, it just isn't a very pleasant memory.
You can't be a hippie unless you love walking barefoot on wood. My illusions of you are shattered. Shattered I tells ya! T_T
American highschool remanisance in film and TV pisses me off and and I find the implication disturbing: the fact that many adults are still fixated on the time, as if that was the best part of their lives. Which has unfortunately been confirmed in far too many cases. I'm pretty sure that's mainly a US thing. They're fixated on high-schools in anime but I think that's mainly because it's just a standard trope rather than pandering to fond rememberances… Apart from girl's phys-ed leotards, which are a weird fettish thing for Japanese people apparently.
All that said, I don't fondly recall highschool, but I do recall it - just now because people are talking about it :P
I dressed like the popular kids, liked the same sorts of music, had the same sort of hairstyle, came from the same sort of well to do area, and all that naturally gets you membership of the popular kids club. But I thought they were arseholes mostly- waaaay too competitive with each other and frankly I lacked confidence for that sort of thing. I prefered to hang out with the rougher kids and the freaks. As well as the reeeeally rough kids, the tough little human pit bulls, but they weren't too bright and didn't have much to talk about. Very friendly and loyal, but their idea of a good conversation was punching each other and laughing, or seeing how far they could spit, "hang a loogie", and that was them being gentle and good natured, gentle souls! Never my sort of thing.
The "freaks" though (not the rough kids), were funnier, friendlier, and way more interesting than the overconfident one-uppers that were the popular group.
But the popular kids saw me as one of them still because of how I looked, spoke and where I came from so they'd often dragoon me into their group. And they'd say things like "You're one of us, why do you hang out with those losers?" and "I don't get it, those guys are weirdos, you don't belong with them." Which is EXACTLY like so many of those american highschool movies!
(I think that's where I got my social chameleonism from. I can mix easily with a lot of different groups.)
But they really unpleasant to be around so I preferred to avoid them when I could.
The last incidence of note: my family moved away to a much wealthier area, but I still wanted to go to the same school. Because of this when my usual group of misfit friends weren't around I was adopted by another group: the rich kids.
There were only 2 people in that group. They had all the very best stuff, went on good holidays lived in huge houses etc and were the worst bastard cruelest bullies in the whole school. But they were intelligent and funny so they were good company at times. Gavin and Charles were their names (haha). The funniest thing about them was that they wanted so desperately to be part of the popular kids group, but didn't realise everyone disliked them because of how mean they were. Plus being obsequious is very unattractive - which is how they acted around the popular kids to try and impress them.
Oh, there were the in between group that orbited the popular crowd like an asteroid belt, desperately wanting to be noticed, but still hung out with the freaks and the rough kids too at times. Good kids, but still too concerned about acceptance for my liking.
For preference I would have been a loner, but you're lot less likely to get picked on if you're with a group.
OK, that's some of my highschool crap. Kids are such little social animals.
Oh, and there were no geeks or nerds or jocks. Those American TV tropes (do they have a basis in reality?), did not exist for us.
Team sport was not thing in Australian schools so none of that dynamic could happen. And there was no dungeons and dragons apart from a book of rules of the game in the library which was an entertaining read but no one could see how it applied to anything.
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