...Or rather, I'd be streaming MGR if notably greedy Konami weren't universally hated with relation to Hideo Kojima's properties and blocked it from being streamed. It's probably a music licensing issue, given the game's an Xbox 360 version — if Platinum, who made the game after Kojima, who'd created the plot and wanted to make the game himself, couldn't figure out how to implement the different approach, want to do an updated HD remake for current or next-gen consoles, I wouldn't say no. Probably a lot of people wouldn't say no, given it's not Konami's ham-fisted cash-grab attempt Metal Gear Survive.
The music is incredibly generic though. I keep getting confused with Ninja Theory's DmC game, which is odd because DmC has a soundtrack by a very good band. But in MGR's case it's just... loud. And there. That's about it. Unlike DmC, it's not one I own the soundtrack for. (...I think?)
There's a bloody-minded part of me that's half-tempted to just set up one of the cameras in front of my monitor. It may yet come down to that, because I am an arse.
It really is a great game though, and surprisingly ahead of its time both in combat mechanics (you see more games with this combat style now than you did then) and with its plot (some bits had me wincing at worrying similarities). It really does have the whole 'incessantly brown' thing going on that a lot of the games of the time did though. (Hello again Gears of War.)
I'm just trying to get it finished now though, because the Resident Evil 2 remake's out tomorrow and I am really looking forward to that. If I'm not streaming via Twitch (if I can get over how much I dislike the app), then you can probably catch me over at Mixer.
No mic, partially because I don't have one that works with the Xbox and partially because you don't need to hear me, and you certainly don't need to hear my dogs, my cats, the parrot, my mother's very, very piercing lovebirds or, indeed, my mother — and they're all what you'd be hearing instead of me.
So I'll be going from one of the dimmest men in gaming (Raiden) to another of the notably-stupid (Leon). Bless, no one's ever loved them for their intelligence.
(We have a lot in common in that respect.)
We used to do a thing on our local NaNo website called Storymatic Mondays. (I saw 'we,' I mean 'I' because I'm the one with these stupid ideas.) The basic premise was I'd randomly draw cards from my Storymatic deck, post the pictures on the site and people could use them as prompts.
Got to... March? I think? last year and gave in. They were a hassle to take pictures of, a hassle to edit and no one did 'em anyway.
We decided to do them again this year (or rather, I'd do them again this year) so, in a (partially successful) effort to procrastinate, I bought a tiny 20x20cm photo tent. Not a huge 80x80cm one like my other one (it explodes open if you're not careful; I did not know this the first time I opened it) but just a neat little plastic one.
It has made life so much easier. It's got a circular hole in the top for a camera (or, after I discovered the paltrygeist has apparently had the smaller tripod's screw unit away, a well-balanced cellphone), multiple coloured backdrops and two sets of LEDs along the top edges. I could just leave my phone on the top, swap out the cards and take the pictures without a problem or waiting for decent lighting. So somehow I ended up taking 68 photos. Which takes me well into next year. I guess at least keeping up isn't going to be a problem. And because they were all in mostly the same place and the phone never moved, editing them was surprisingly simple.
It's just posting them all in Wordpress that's taking forever, even with a template doing most of the heavy lifting. I've just completed May.
At least this year it won't be hanging over me, I guess.
In other news, I finally started replaying Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance. It took a while for the controls to come back to me (although the Quick-Time Events came back so fast I had to check I was pressing the right buttons... after I'd pressed them) and I'd forgotten how very bloody it was, which is fantastic. Also how very brown, but games really were back then. *cough* Gears of War *cough* It's as phenomenally camp as I remember though, particularly when Jack came out the water on a beach like one of the Dead or Alive girlies. Graphically it's both held up well and held up atrociously — the sparse scenery does it no favours, particularly given it's even sparse by Halo 1's standards and that was on the original Xbox, but the combat is fast and flowing and big-name enemies are nicely animated — but I'd never, ever say no to a HD remake. (Hear that, Platinum? Please!) I feel like I should be picking it up again quicker though.
You can check it (and me) out over here: https://www.twitch.tv/paxasteriae
No mic though. I don't have one that works with the Xbox One and... frankly no one needs to hear everything that happens in this house, which is all you'd hear.
Shredding some bad guys with the dimmest cyborg in gaming — I'm not joking — is doing wonders for clearing my head.
I started playing Nioh again. I didn't get the game mechanics before so I thought I just sucked at it — well, I do too, but that's not quite the point here — and in the meantime it teaches quite an interesting level.
Basically, it's a fucking difficult game but when you die, you retry with everything you accumulated the last time, and you keep doing it until you're either strong enough to succeed or you work out a better strategy and circumvent the biggest issue.
It might be strange to find a metaphor for life in a game where you can hack an enemy's head clean off their shoulders in a satisfying arc, but hey, take it where you can find it I guess.
Not that I'm going to start publishing again, oh no. That's one thing I don't need to keep failing at to figure out when it's time to just stop — and anyway, I think there's more than a few people that'd happily murder me if I tried again — but it might help with getting my arse back writing again. Who knows.
If I ever want to reveal my age* then I can just talk about the days when Commodore 64 games used to take an hour to load.
I've just seen someone complain about a C64 game taking 17 whole minutes to load. JFC, you can thank Jeff Minter of Llamasoft for that, according to my mother. Back when I was a wee sprog, I remember C64 games taking up to an hour to load, because they were loading from a tape into the internal memory — one person put it at ~5 seconds per single count on the tape, maybe more. And if you were lucky, after that hour the game'd be ready to play. If you were unlucky the game'd have corrupted in loading and you had to start again.
Jeff Minter of Llamasoft, famous for the Mutant Camel games and who lived at home with his mum, worked on the fast loader system, which meant games might only(!) take 30 minutes or less to load.
Interestingly, Jeff Minter's still going now and games load a damn sight quicker now than they did then...
Not that my Amiga emulator would agree, given it's decided to take forever to load Flashback... I know it's accurate as to game loading times, but I'm not swapping four disks out of drive DF0 now, am I?**
* I reveal my age on a regular basis. It's no great spoiler.
** I've got so many shiny new advanced games to play... and yet I'm playing an emulated game released back when I was 7 or so. Funny ol' world, ain't it? I was playing one released when I was 1 not that long ago.
I wasn't that fussed beyond the fact it looks pretty (and those're ten a penny these days), but I played the demo and really enjoyed the approach. The control system is clunky, but it somehow fits together nicely and it was a surprise to be disappointed that it ended. I replayed it a couple of times to try out new things and still haven't deleted it because there are other paths I want to try when I'm not playing Horizon Zero Dawn.
So that's something to look forward to arriving.
Wish my mounts would stop vanishing in HZD tho.
When did Leon S. Kennedy go from All-American Thicko to some random flat-haired Scandi?
Well, the acting's about on a par with the games, anyway.
Trying out a variety of characters and play styles in Overwatch and Jesus fucking Christ I am a terrible healer. Or rather... I'm not the most hideous at it, but healers are squishy and die so very easily, and my team won't stay together where they can be easily fixed, so you're dashing off trying to stop people dying and getting shot in the head with depressing frequency.
Good thing I'm used to that really.
I'm not a natural tank either, too slow and cumbersome, not fast enough to get out the way, although I've seen some excellent tank players and I'm kinda jealous. I'm sorta-okay with Bastion, who's basically a mobile gun turret so while slow, yes, the DPS aspect appeals, but unfortunately it turns out I really am best with Soldier: 76. Except for the times I'm absolutely fucking awful, but it's generally not too bad. I got a 25-person kill streak earlier, not something I seem able to achieve with anyone else, even the other straight-up shooters. Plus you can still kinda heal your team, which works for me.
Was brave enough to try playing quick-play, so team of people against other team of people. Again, either fucking awful or not too bad, so I've gone back to playing against the AI (but this time on hard instead of medium) to try to get better.
...Not really feeling like I'm getting better yet.
I look weird blond, but it's kinda growing on me... Though right now I kinda look like a fatter Scott.
Weird goings-on in the kitchen again. Twice now the jigger's glided gracefully towards me after I've put it down. The bottom's probably damp, but it's just weird that it gets used every day but this is the first time it's taken to roaming over the textured work surfaces. We'll see what happens tomorrow.
And the parrot's monkey nuts threw themselves off the kitchen table while I was fiddling with the washing machine, but that was probably some disturbing psychic attack from the bird in question who can see into the kitchen from his current location and who'd stuff himself into circularity with them given half a chance.
I'm not avoiding writing (he says, choking back a laugh) but I'm trying to fix up my old work laptop to use. Thing is, it's my old work laptop for a reason: the wifi adaptor keeps dropping out, and either it then loses it down the back of the sofa (again) or it just randomly reboots (which it isn't supposed to, it's supposed to give me an error message, but perhaps it lost that setting after it randomly rebooted). Sometimes it can go for ages without issues — it went overnight and through to midday today without an issue downloading and installing updates for Windows 8 (yes I know I know) — and then it can crap out twice in the space of ten minutes. I've tried a variety of settings so now I guess it's just Wait And See, and failing that it's taking the back off it and seeing what's come loose. Although even if it's come loose it shouldn't be rebooting.
Hopefully, if the wifi issue can't be fixed I can just turn off the wifi altogether and that'll keep it stable — and maybe, just maybe, me off the internet long enough to write something.
I'd say "something not-shit," but we all know that's a lie.
I foolishly bought Overwatch while it was on sale. It's one of those games that always looked interesting, and basically everyone I know plays it, but the idea of playing with other people always put me off.
Which is weird really because I used to play World of Warcraft and I still play Tera now. Hell, now it turns out it's on PS4 I've even got a character on that. (But I can't get used to not using a keyboard. I need number and F keys, I can't chain the moves I need on a fucking controller.)
But people whinge on consoles. Really whinge. Reporting people for abusive language, soliciting private information and cheating just because they got shot kind of whinge. I think the only reason I decided to play it was because I locked down absolutely every form of communication I could beforehand. I can't even have friend requests right now ... which is okay because it's not like I ever get any anyway.*
I haven't dared actually play a mode involving all real people in Overwatch yet, but I've done like... three AI matches on medium? The weird thing is, I was expecting it to be some kind of offline botzone for people like me who're going "yeah... I have no idea what I'm doing" but all my teammates are real people, which is pretty cool. Even got PotG in the second match which was cool too, albeit confusing because mostly I was running around like a moron trying not to die. (Again. Look, staying alive beats the ridiculously long run to the capture point.)
I had a brief try of various characters in the training room and it turns out I play best with Soldier: 76. Old, grumpy... yeah, this isn't a surprise, is it?
* This may also have had something to do with the fact my PS4 wouldn't connect to PSN for over a year for absolutely no reason given it connected to the internet just fine ... but also probably has something to do with the fact I don't play games with other people anyway. I do have one friend on it though, from Twitter a long time ago.
Given how incredibly gay Metal Gear Rising was, it's a wonder Jack managed to get Rosemary pregnant at all.
Given how incredibly dim Jack is, it's a wonder he even figured out how to.
(These random thoughts brought to you by Far Cry 5, which is good but I'm dying too frequently — while running away from a bloke in a car while two others shot me and a mountain lion tried [and likely succeeded] to eat me, at one point — and the perennial yearning to play MGR again. It's now backwards compatible on Xbox One, but 45-hour work weeks and the fact I can't prise my mother off the console mean I'm limited to the console right next to my work laptop instead. Hence FC5. But fuck I miss MGR.)
Unexpected realisation on the Radial third arc I'm categorically not writing for Camp Nano, most of which I suspect is because I was thinking about the Weird Generic Time-Travel Shit instead. I was faffing around in the kitchen and listening to a Franz Ferdinand song I'd had stuck in my head for a couple of days — by accident, I'll add; not that it was stuck in my head by accident, but it was the second song up on Alexa, which was handy — and I realised how a plot point I'd been stuck on happens.
Also I figured out how to piss off Alex even more, which amused me vastly. It also gives me a way to do something else I'd been wanting to do. Nicknames are fun.
I also started playing Audiosurf again, which was oddly fun. Mostly playing Metric tracks, so hey I'm not entirely hung up on one band. I'm hung up on two instead. (Lost Kitten is an excellent song; Satellite Mind inspired one of Milos's neighbours in his old apartment, though I've never written about him. He hates Alex, for varying reasons. One-way high level empath/low level telepath is an unpleasant combination.)
I wasn't impressed they've knackered up Stealth mode. It's now called Ninja and it's now near-impossible to get the scores I was getting before. Gone back to Mono, it's just like how Stealth used to be before they fucked it up. ...The irony is, I was playing Stealth because they'd fucked up Mono. They wiped a bunch of the scoreboards too so songs I know I've played on Stealth (like Blestyashie's A Ya Vse Letala) now say no one's played them.
Well, it's not like I'm gonna get much chance to play it, or listen to much music at all, in the next two weeks. 44-hour work weeks here we come... Chances of me getting 100% moderation accuracy while moderating a few hundred items an hour? *sigh* Maybe if I only moderate two or three things in all 88 hours? Think they'll notice...?
Asexual, aromantic, and transmasc non-binary. No, I have no idea how I ended up writing romance either.