Oh, hey there. How you doin’? Over a year of absolutely nothing. Hm. Not particularly likely to change, seeing as though… stuff.

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This just in


I actually have more than one thing to say – but I am too lazy to make more than one post about it.
So, here goes nothin’:

I was bored. So I made stuff. And then I made some more stuff. And then some more. This all lead to this:

Steampunk Wallpaper

This is a wallpaper, if you want it. 1680*1050, as are all my wallpapers. Because that is my resolution.
The poly count is something around 7.5 million in total, rendered for no less than 17 hours and 40 minutes. And it looks totally badass.

My Desktop

My current Desktop

That is what my desktop looks like now. The icon theme is custom, made by replacing file by file by file with some I downloaded off DeviantArt. Library or something.

Dead Space
I am not particularly brave. That is something I have no real problem with, but it does lead to certain odd situations. Most of which have nothing to do with this, so let’s get on with Dead Space:
I am afraid of this video game. I know it’s just a game but holy fuck, the atmosphere is denser than Jupiter’s. Meter by meter I make my way across this hallway, mere seconds after hitting a save spot, then I spot a crate which may hold treasures such as credits or ammunition for my plasma cutter (I am still in the first chapter). I go there, the light goes out. Noise. Alt-F4. I am chicken.
However, I have watched Dead Space: Downfall and just today bought Dead Space: Martyr, a prequel novel, which I expect to arrive either on saturday or monday.
I don’t really think I will ever finish the game. It’s scary.
But some of the death animations are awesome. So funny. Hehe.

Scribble II – The Search for Skill
I have released Scribble a little over a month ago – more accurately, on the evening of december 31st, making it one of the last 2010 releases whatsoever, if not the last – and immediately started working on a new game. Now, I am not really in the mood to type all the stuff down again that I already wrote on the ModDB-Profile… so, just follow the link. It’s the same as the last one. I don’t think I’ll make a new profile for the sequel.But I haven’t worked on it for over a week now. Just didn’t feel like doing it. But don’t worry. I took a far longer break in the first Scribble and still got it released.

Er... image?

That is a name up there. Yeah, really. An actual name. Of a character in a short story I wrote last sunday evening when I felt like it. Five pages in one sitting. That is odd, because the first time within years that I am able to write fluently is when I am literally writing about insanity. Because that is more or less what Carl is about.
The story is somewhat unique – at least for my usual style of writing – in that it does not have a narrator whatsoever. It is never established what exactly happens outside of a series of logs and diary entries. Sure, some details are mentioned, others outright explained, but most of it the reader has to put together himself. Which I would consider pretty awesome to read, had I not written it which means I already know everything that happens.


I know what you’re thinking. At least if you ever heard the name Slayer before.

No, this is about a certain song by Slayer.

It’s called “Dead Skin Mask”.

Now, think a moment. Where have I seen someone with a skin mask before? Hm… oh, yes! The Texas Chain Saw Massacre!

And right you are. A bit. The Texas Chain Saw Massacre was, just like Psycho, partly based on the real story of Ed Gein, who later got a movie that actually was called “Ed Gein”, but that is another story. Gein was pretty sick. Dug out corpses and cut them to pieces and murdered, I think, two people. So definitely less than either Leatherface of Norman Bates, but what he did to those corpses is just too sick.

The song at first doesn’t seem to have anything to do with Gein in particular. But somewhere near the end there is a female voice heard in the background. Upon listening to the song once or twice more, you might be able to understand what she says. Things like “Hello, Mr. Gein? Let me out here, Mr. Gein! I don’t wanna play anymore, Mr. Gein! Mr. Gein, it’s not funny anymore! Let me out of here, Mr. Gein! LET ME OUT!”

And this is mad. Sure, just what one would expect from a band singing about Josef Mengele, but even ignoring “Angel of Death”, Slayer still are fucking insane.

Not to mention that the choice of words imply that the trapped woman is in fact a young girl. Which, if I recall correctly, has no connection to Gein’s actual murders (since both women he shot were adults), which means Slayer made it up. That doesn’t really make it any better.

BioShock 2 – Early thoughts


“Early” as in “not finished yet”, not in “the game is new”. Because it isn’t. I know.

When I first played BioShock 2, my first impression was basically “Holy Fuck! I am back in Rapture!” And I was. As with the first game, the atmosphere is absolutely great. I also like the idea of having a drill, like the Bouncer Big Daddies do.

But there is one major disappointment:
The Little Sisters.
See, in BioShock, Little Sisters were easy business: Kill the Big Daddy and rescue the girl. (I never harvested a single one.) There is a part in the game where you have to escort a Sister and protect her while she is harvesting ADAM from corpses. Which is my least favourite part of the entire game.

Thing is, this escorting and protecting part, which I disliked so much, is basically all you do with Little Sisters in BioShock 2. You adopt them, lead them to corpses, let them harvest and while they do, kill anything that comes near her. When she is done, you pick her up and go to the next corpse. Then you go to the nearest vent and can finally rescue her. It fucking sucks.

Others than that, the game itself is a pretty good one. I don’t know much about the story yet and I think it can only be worse than BioShock’s story, but we’ll see.

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Once more Scribble


I told you I’d post a link soon as the page is up.
Here we go:

Scribble, again.



Scribble, in case you don’t remember, is one of my games. As with most of them, it was never released. But this time it’s different. Verily.

I recently resolved Wine issues that would prevent me from using GM (It would frequently crash with a DLL error) and therefore am back.

I also set up a ModDB-page for Scribble (as per usual under the full official title, Scribble(WT)) and put in a new enemy, a guy with a gun. The page should be unlocked and thus visible to the public soon (Will post a link to it then) and I will also continue drawing levels, so that Scribble(WT) may see a (late) 2010 release.

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Ah, I see.


So, as it turns out, this client is nothing but a very rudimentary editor, few to no features. The one thing that bugs me about it is that I can apparently not set a category for the blog post. Or add pictures. Or very much anything of any importance. But I can write. Which is pretty awesome on it’s own. So I guess if I have anything important to say I will still have to access the admin panel so that I can add the neccessary media.

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This is a test


Out of boredom, I decided to search for a software that allows me to write blog entries without actually accessing the blog at all. Well, found one. Hello!

Also, as it appears I have a reader. One. Seems my habit of uploading files to my webspace and linking to them (I am not violating the rules here, since I still maintain this blog) led to someone accessing the main URL and thus the blog. Not that it mattered. I don’t actually care if anyone reads this blog.

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This blog is rated F for “Fuck off”.


Or something of the likes.

There’s a law. Well, it’s not a law yet, but it totally wants to be one when it grows up. Or rather some dipshits with no sense for reality whatsoever want it to be a law. What it says is that – and I am not fucking kidding here – websites shall be given such a rating and measures are to be taken to prevent children to access those pages. I’m fairly certain this blog would obtain an 18+ rating – the highest one – because of the occasional use of swear words (yeah, right. Occasional. Haha.) and some… let’s say, graphic content. For the latter I can only give a single example, being a YouTube video showing the intro of Prototype, a game so violent it was never even released here.

Now, here’s the problem:

I ain’t gonna do it. I am not going to put any restrictions to my blog whatsoever. The law can say whatever it will. This law is bullshit anyways. Which, unfortunately, does not have any impact on it’s chances to become an actual law. Will people be pissed? Possibly. Will I care? Nope. If anyone even notices this fairly entirely unimportant blog, I may be fined. A fine which I will not pay. Then people will be pissed. Hell, if I am lucky I may even be summoned to court. That ought to be fun. After all, I do have rights. Some, at least. One of those rights is the right to have an opinion and express it in whatever way I fucking want. And this, this blog, is the way I chose to express my opinion. An opinion which does include a whole lot of swear words, most of which begin with “f” and have at least one “uck” in them. I am entitled to tell others what I think. There’s no restrictions on whom I may tell, an infant as well as a politician (the ones most likely to be pissed) or an eighty-five year old with Altzheimer’s. I insist on my right to think what I want and to tell people what I think. Because this is what makes the difference between a free human and a slave. I am not a slave, nor will I ever be.

I wish I could end this entry with those epic words, but I can’t, for the asshole in me insists on an insult. Fuck you, politics. Die in a fucking fire. You deserve no better, for you do not serve your people but want your people to serve you. This is not how it works.

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Scribble (WT)


September 3rd, 2010:

In a lame German lesson we were handed a Goethe poem. Being bored as usual, I drew stick figures on the paper, then platforms. Just like one cheap Jump and Run game.

In the following Math lesson I took a new sheet of checkered paper and… well, drew. The result was a rough sketch of the basic gameplay. I figured that I could pretty much turn this ino a real game and so I did.

Scribble Image

Some screens

I did like the style of my Math lesson drawing, so I recreated that best as I could in GIMP.

This shot actually shows in game footage, though of a level that did not make it into the final game.

All levels are hand drawn, so are all objects and even a custom font. The levels are first drawn on an actual piece of paper and then, since I lack a scanner, drawn again on a pre-made image of a piece of paper in GIMP.

The image, by the way, does not show the most recent version of the game. There have been quite a few changes since then, but I was too lazy to make new screenshots.

And finally we have a Demo.

Click me!

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A little addendum to my previous post (which nobody read but what do I care about that):

Dvorak is an alternative keyboard layout. Almost every single letter key is somewhere else, which makes it fairly difficult to type, considering that I know the QWERTZ layout from my mind after well over a decade of using it.

Now, why am I writing this? Because practice is obviously the best way to learn it. And I think I am already getting better at it.

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