**dwai-yownnyownnyownn~** Some onomatopoeia just don’t work quite as well as others… o_O
So…some recent conversations with a special friend of mine have left some creatures/summons from the Final Fantasy series bestiary running amok in my mind, such as Tonberry lurking about in the darkness with its cute-creepy nonchalant expression and wielding a friggin’ Chef’s Knife, or a Cactuar or two just standing there in the vast desert wasteland of my psyche…posed…in its/their seemingly petrified running position. Wha―? …were the artists & designers at SquareSoft on peyote or something when they dreamed up the charactuar for Final Fantasy VI? It’d certainly be fun to see the different character-concepts that artist Continue reading
chug chug chug…
And what is it that we’re talking about today? After a night of no sleep (yet), i’m not entirely sure anymore myself… Something about tonics and equations, possibly the fact that i consumed a can of Kirin ビール (beer) with my late-night snack each night for the last 3 nights in a row―except for this past night, and talk of…er…long-eared woodland creatures. Or perhaps in my case, probably not so long-eared (considering my leporine-design preference).
Lest this recent bout of light-weight lager-consumption should continue on for a good several months uninterrupted, it seems unlikely Continue reading
Picture this: you are Christopher Belmont, Simon’s ancestor from 1oo years prior to the events of the original Castlevania , and basically a Conan the Barbarian look-alike. It is 1591 AD, five years prior to the birth of René Descartes (nothing to do with Castlevania II: Belmont’s Revenge , really, but his evil daemon/evil genius concept is fun), and you’re trekking your way through the spacious 4-shades-of-gray halls of Cloud Castle, the airy—yet (oddly) fully enclosed—home of Angel Mummy*, one of ol’ Dracula’s dusty, dual-skulled lackeys. Trusty Vampire Killer whip in hand, you have endured unholy horrors like flaming knights and knife-throwing lizard-men, survived spiked ceiling and deadly mechanized pulleys, all in the quest to save your bewitched son Soleiyu…but now you’re tired, hungry, and in need of some HP-replenishing nourishment. So what do you do? Continue reading