You wanna call BZP staff fascist, good for you.
You actually want to talk to someone and show that you're above the age of five, feel free to talk to me.
AIM - Janus262
MSN - Prince_Janus@Hotmail.com [i made it when I was seven, deal with it >= ( ]
Seriously folks, I suggest you stop demeaning the staff on this website until you do their work, we're not fascist, we're not dictators, and we're not mean-spirited. People who abuse their power are banned. Be they staff or otherwise.
Again I die and break my schedule, I know, I know.
Its been a crazy week, and I'm tired. In fact I should probably save this for the Monday update, but I wanna get it out of the way. Or something like that.
Anyhow.
On the current state of BIONICLE
I'm not happy.
Strong words to start off with, I know, but it's true. I'm simply not happy with BIONICLE at this time.
Now, before the accusations begin pouring in that I've grown out of it, or I'm a 2001-2003 fan, or something l
I am Janus, I am ancient, I am ageless, I am omnipotent.
And I do not exist.
I am a shell, a false face that someone masquerades as, I am nothing more than a mask that allows a living flesh and blood human to do his work online. I do not, have not, and will never exist except in his mind, and perhaps in yours as well.
My name is Robert, a quaint name but the one that I am blessed with.
Why am I writing this? Is it ego? An overinflated sense of self?...That may be part of it, but
There is a scourge across our fair board, a scourge so devious and so malicious that it seems to infect every last member. It's a parasite that seems to grow stronger and stronger as leaps voraciously from one host to another...
What is this deadly parasite? It's called an opinion.
An opinion is a deadly and cruel thing, and anyone with an opinion should be openly mocked and ridiculed, for this is the only cure for such an infectious disease. Only with this cleansing fire can the parasi
Okay guys, here's the deal. I've been wanting to play Mass Effect again anyhow (especially now that I know that MaleShep is from CAYNADA) but I've been kind of hemming and hawing about it. I mean I already beat ME1 and ME2 using a Femshep and playing a full paragon like I wanted to--but I know there's so much I'm missing. So here's where you come in! I will play Mass Effect (and maybe Mass Effect 2) according to your choices. I will leave each entry up for ONE DAY in which you can vote fo
Rob: I'ma boot up Mass Effect for the first time ever, but all I'ma do is make a character. *Boots up Mass Effect and starts creating Commander Joan Shepard* AN HOUR LATER. Rob: I am satisfied with this thing I do. *Clicks on accept* Rob: WHOA GAME STARTS RIGHT AWAY? Kind of a boring cutscene, though. *First dialogue option comes up* Rob: WHOA THAT WASN'T A CUTSCENE WOW. *Answers first two dialogue options, begins walking down the hall of the Normandy* Rob: OMG BEST GAME EVAR.
Well I must apologise for lack of living. Once again I was surfing along happily before the eldritch tentacle of real life clamped down and dragged me beneath the surface.
But once again I've managed to escape that hideous unnameable thing, so with luck I will---do stuff?
Really, my presence online is going to be decreasing because real life is consuming my very soul, however I felt it was time to put forth an initiative that I've been thinking about for a while.
You see, one of the rea
I am taking the briefest of breaks from Mass Defect (plus there's gonna be some changes coming to it anyhow) to announce that my wife Rebecca (Hahli Husky) and I are very proud to announce the adoption of our second child...Micah! He will be joining us and his older brother Yannick in being officially Canadian and also eating delicious pancakes every day. THAT'S MY BOY.
FOR SCIENCE!
"Like a vast Predatory bird…"
H'lo all you gentlefolk. Some of you are no doubt believing that the world will end soon, given that I have updated not once—but TWICE! And in rapid succession (Well, rapid for me anyhow)
However I'm here to assure that the world is indeed safe and secure—well at least I pose no threat. Or not much of one—only a code yellow at the most
NEVERTHELESS, this entry does indeed serve a purpose—or rather, it serves a PROMISE.
Y'see, many of you
Isn't it funny how in the midst of tragedy you're still expected to smile?
How when all you truly desire is to curl into a ball and scream at the world. To hide, to dissapear.
You're supposed to show a happy facade to the world.
When darkness encroaches into your very being you're supposed to laugh and shrug it off. Pretend that nothing phases you.
Isn't it funny?
No.
It never has been, it never will be. I'm not a machine and I'm not unfeeling. I appear standoffish and that
Ladies and gentlemen--may I introduce you to.... COMMANDER WENGLESTUMP SPARKLEPANTS SHEPARD (Or Wenglestum for short. Because character limits are no fun) ANYHOW our new found commander is on board the Normandy SR-1, the highest techest piece of space shippery this side of the galaxy. And he hears two PEONS I mean crew members talking about the Spectre aboard their ship. More specifically he hears the navigator talking about how only a fool believes the official story. HOW WILL
Two things right off the bat:
One: The Imagine title does not refer to my defunct BIONICLE: Imagine project. It was a cool idea, but it was undone by my desire to not do any work.
Two: FOR SCIENCE! Will be returning monday, I already have two seperate stories in mind for Monday and Tuesday. I will not be writing them until that day, however (Maybe I'll write Monday's on Sunday, as Monday is a busy day for me)
No, Imagine refers to the fifth part of an absolutely amazing series that ha
Hullo all,
As the incredibly well-written and intelligent entry below tells, I was taken in by the twin vixens of Gundam, and Gurlfren.
While Gundam held me only momentarily, Gurlfren held me quite entranced for the period of a week, and even now I am reeling from the lack of Gurlfren in my life. It is saddening.
But worry not, FOR SCIENCE! Shall return, in fact it will return with a story on this very subject.
Just not tonight, I need to make a one-minute speech and learn to slee
The Toa Mistika, the latest hot-button issue amongst BIONICLE fans. If you like them you're considered a noob who knows nothing or at best a supporter of the dreaded focus groups, if you don't you're clearly a purist who worships the very ground 2001 stands on.
So, what are my thoughts?
Well, I'm going to be misleading and cruel =D. Y'see, this is Mistika I, the first part of the article which deals with the setup and background for the advent of the Mistika. This will be a multiple par
HELLO YES I AM ROB ROBROBROBROBROBROBROB OTHER WORDS YOU CAN MAKE WITH MY NAME ROB ORB BRO I AM ORB BRO OK YES THAT WAS FUN CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA i am ro
Okay guys, so I've been dead, I've been really, really, really dead.
Like, zombified even.
But I'm back now, I'm unsure who cares, but I'm kindasortamaybeprobablynot back.
And now that my preamble is out of the way, let's head into the main entry.
GURUMIN: A MONSTROUS ADVENTURE
Now, no doubt somebody will accuse me of not using the proper title, as the subtitle of "A monstrous adventure" wasn't on the original PC version of Gurumin--but I don't care, I played the PSP version f
Blah blab blah Mistika-debate-hate. It's gettin' old, people. CHILL.
I have no problem with meaningful discussion, but that is HARDLY MEANINGFUL DISCUSSION.
Listen to some Creed and CHILL.
I can't find the rhyme in all my reason
Lost sense of time and all seasons
I feel I've been beaten down
By the words of men who have no grounds
I can't sleep beneath the trees of wisdom
When your ax has cut the roots that feed them
Forked tongues in bitter mouths
Can drive a man
Okay guys and gals, it's time for something that's near and dear to my heart. Especially with all this acceptance stuff goin' on right now. (which I love, trust me) So I'ma just lay all this out here. Please don't be a Nice Guy. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not saying don't be nice. But a Nice guy is someone who wants to date someone, but is too afraid of asking them out, so they just be friends--all the while secretly wanting said person, and worse yet expecting said person to reciprocate
FOR SCIENCE!
A Night in the Chapel (AKA: Toronto how we hate thee pt 2)
That's right. Three nights in a row, go me!
However now's the time to introduce a little something new.
You may recall the original rules of FOR SCIENCE! but for those of you who do not, I shall repost them for your viewing pleasure--and add in the final piece (For now)
Every day I will write a minimum of 2,000 words. This can be about any subject. Throughout the week I will collect comments on what people are
If you're one of the few people who hasn't seen Wreck-it Ralph yet--I really can't encourage you enough. I went into it expecting an okay movie filled to the brim with geeky game references that I would enjoy. What I got was one of the few movies that can make me genuinely tear up. Multiple times. This movie has so much heart in it, you guys really need to go watch it.
What a completely unexpected amount of support on this completely silly idea! THANK YOU GUYS AND GALS. Anyhow, now that our Shepard is named (the best possible name) and assigned, it's time to decide what he looks like. I will do this in the simplest possible way: WHAT IS SHEPARD'S RACE: - Asian -Caucasian -African-Canadian (+10 points because my wife wants it) WHAT IS SHEPARD'S COMPLEXION: - Yes Wrinkles - No Wrinkles - Maybe Wrinkles DOES SHEPARD HAVE A SCAR: - Yes - No DOES SHEPAR
