| Abel and Cole: THE TRUTH! |
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| 03:23pm 18/12/2009 |
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mood:  cheerful
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So, it would seem that the game is up and you are well and truly on to us. Congratulations on your theories into the secrets behind what helps make our deliveries so stealthy.
The truth is that we have been doing this for a very long time and in that time we have managed to recruit the very best in the field of order execution, each of who incorporate their own unique brand of delivery technique. Ranging from ex-Hollywood stuntmen to those whose backgrounds are highly confidential.
We could tell you exactly how we do it, but why would we do that? The last thing we'd want to do is take away from the magic and mystery that currently surround the details of your delivery.
But please rest assured that if the drivers fail you they will fall on their own swords. I hope that's all ok for you. |
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| 12:31pm 18/12/2009 |
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Crucify me for my beliefs but I love it so. Sat for an hour like some creepy person just watching the blizzard that was happening last night. Now if this can just last till next Friday I will be very very happy. |
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| Sad... |
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| 11:49am 18/12/2009 |
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This morning was my final chance to walk to work with the wonderful Sir Terry Wogan.
Now i'm going to need a different radio companion for the mornings though, on the plus side, I might be able to listen to Radio 2 on the way home now... |
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| Winter observation |
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| 11:42am 18/12/2009 |
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mood:  impressed
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Wow, I didn't think the snow would stick. It's absolutely glorious outside and I don't have a camera with me (I really need to keep at least the G10 in my backpack). All those wonderfully snow hedges, fences, lamposts etc. would make nice subjects. I don't think I've had really nice snow days like this in Germany in the last years.
What I find a little odd, especially in light of all the silly health and safety regulations out there, is that nobody is required to keep the pavement in front of their house clear of snow and ice. I guess there isn't a regulation because it's a rare occurence but it's still suprising (at least to someone from a snowy country). |
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| Friday (nearly weekend!) |
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| 10:08am 18/12/2009 |
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mood:  grumpy music: distant sounds of cheesy Christmas music
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No snow here, not yet anyway! We probably won't get any :'(
Work christmas lunch today, but I have a headache and all I want to do is to go to bed! Bah humbug!
I have already run out of internets. This is not shaping up to be a good day! |
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| Celtic Warrior > Viking |
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| 03:05am 18/12/2009 |
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"The first warp-spasm seized Cúchulainn, and made him into a monstrous thing, hideous and shapeless, unheard of. His shanks and his joints, every knuckle and angle and organ from head to foot, shook like a tree in the flood or a reed in the stream. His body made a furious twist inside his skin, so that his feet and shins switched to the rear and his heels and calves switched to the front... On his head the temple-sinews stretched to the nape of his neck, each mighty, immense, measureless knob as big as the head of a month-old child... he sucked one eye so deep into his head that a wild crane couldn't probe it onto his cheek out of the depths of his skull; the other eye fell out along his cheek. His mouth weirdly distorted: his cheek peeled back from his jaws until the gullet appeared, his lungs and his liver flapped in his mouth and throat, his lower jaw struck the upper a lion-killing blow, and fiery flakes large as a ram's fleece reached his mouth from his throat... The hair of his head twisted like the tange of a red thornbush stuck in a gap; if a royal apple tree with all its kingly fruit were shaken above him, scarce an apple would reach the ground but each would be spiked on a bristle of his hair as it stood up on his scalp with rage."
... Riastrad. More badass then your silly 'Bear Shirt' thingy. ;) |
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| Oastian Nights II. |
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| 01:21am 18/12/2009 |
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mood:  weird
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The land is dark and disappears into mystery or perhaps nothing at all when not touched by the light pooling weakly from the open door.
The world is monochrome and so am I: a girl in a black stetson and heeled boots, a long black coat with a high fur collar shielding me from the cold. Snow crunches underfoot, masking what little of the earth I can see in ice-grey and white.
A bottle with wine dregs is in one hand, a cigarette in the other. The smoke wreathes from under the brim of my hat and swirls to meet the falling snow in a strange dance of unknowable patterns that create beautiful, half glimpsed phantoms with brief lives.
The wind blows cold and sharp as if trying to whistle; but instead of a piercing shriek it brings to me a different noise, lower and more rhythmic. For a second as I listen I believe it to be thunder, until I realise it is the drum of a horse's hooves, cantering somewhere beyond me in the darkness. The creature itself could be a ghost, a horse of rime and snow, bringing the weather in its wake like a line of poetry by Tennyson.
It's a moment stolen from between the cracks in reality. The tobacco will burn to ash, the snow salting my hat will melt; the dawn will come and daylight do its best to warm the land to frost and sludge, revealing the field across the way that contains a pair of very real and singularly boring horses.
But for the length of a cigarette (a peculiar way to measure time if ever there was one) there is nothing but magic and possibility... and a storm horse riding in with ghosts at its tail.
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I return to London late tomorrow and likely will stalk Greenwich on Saturday when not collecting post, doing laundry, sorting finances and other such petty chores.
I still owe lots of people stories and scribbles and jackets.
I'm hoping someone owes me a drink. |
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| Peekaboo |
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| 11:50pm 17/12/2009 |
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Originally published at . You can comment here or there. |
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| Games Workshop post |
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| 11:37pm 17/12/2009 |
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The Exalted Champion on Fiend of Slaanesh is the devil to put together. It comes in a dozen piece which all have terrible gaps between when you glue it together. On top of filling the gaps I am finding the pieces don't want to hold together so I am pinning them as well. Cue much cursing and stabbing myself with pieces of paperclip i have cut up. |
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| [TV] Misfits |
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| 11:26pm 17/12/2009 |
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mood: impressed
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Now that was fantastic. What a nailbiting finale and a fitting end, too. I hope they're going to repeat this on Channel 4 because more people need to see this. I was sceptical at the premise (asbo superheroes) but it turned out rather fine indeed. Excellent, tight and funny writing (Nathan just banged out one oneliner after another today) and reasonable acting, too.
In case you missed it, you can watch it all on 4oD (or buy/rent the DVD). I highly recommend it. |
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| Stingy whingey |
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| 05:49pm 17/12/2009 |
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Tabletop gamers seem to be a curious breed when it comes to selling by unconventional means. You can sell gamers something directly and by and large we're ahead of the curve technology wise, especially when it comes to the adoption of electronic publishing, try something a little more unconventional though and things break down.
- Donationware doesn't seem to work, you release something for free and ask for donations or hook up a 'donate' button and pretty much nobody ever does. They'll happily take what you offer, but you'll be lucky to see even a single return, even on thousands and thousands of 'sales'.
- Shareware doesn't seem to be a model that can work particularly well, but the closest example is probably the practice of offering preview/quickstart sets cheap or free to get people's attention. I can't say that's made a noticable difference in the couple of cases I've done anything along those lines but White Wolf did it a bit more and for several games, so you'd have to ask them if it really worked.
- Freemium model seems to be one that could work, giving away the base game for free and then charging for extensions, but in gaming you only really NEED the main book and can make up the rest yourself. In MMORPGs etc it works because you need the item/expansion to keep playing and to be competetive. I'd be interested to see how Eclipse Phase is doing.
- Subscription ideas were something I bandied around a few years back but nobody really took seriously. DDI appears to be working, sort of, though I only think I know one gamer who actually has one. Dungeonaday seems to be rattling on but is the potential subscription base big enough to support one site along these lines or any more? I'm not sure that it does.
- Hostageware does seem to work, to an extent, there's been a few releases put out on that basis and I met my target in terms of social media dissemination. It might be worth trying on a monetary basis some time, but I think you really need to be a 'name' in order to get enough enthusiasm for your product.
We need to innovate, find new and effective ways of supporting gaming 'auteurs' and small companies and the other way around finding ways to provide useful services to gamers and effective ways of providing value for money, but unless we can overcome some of these payment difficulties and people's seeming conservatism when it comes to alternative finance models, we're kinda stuck. |
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