I am on such a Bioshock kick, it's not even funny. Still need to actually draw something from the game(s), but after a mishap while trying to draw Fang of FF13, I can't pick up a pencil. The drawing started out fine, actually quite liked how it turned out. Then it got to shading and when looking at it again, her mouth was totally off. Despite I'd just spent an hour or two fixing it and getting it just so. So I've not drawn anything since then.
...And now looking at the non-scanned version, it really isn't that bad. It was the scanner's fault. And probably my editing in Photoshop that made it look bad.
But I was having a bash at Bioshock 2, I bought the big collector's edition with all the stuff in it, the vinyl record, the second game's soundtrack, art book, all of that. Skinned myself for that week mind you, had to owe my dad the money till I was paid. Worth it though, collector's edition is pretty. And I still need to try out my vinyl, because I'm sad and it brings back memories of listening to War of the Worlds on vinyl since my mum is old and has a record collection of anything and everything. Though mostly comedians, Billy Connelly, Two Heided Man etc.
LJ cut here for spoilers in case anyone else has played it or not played it or thinking of playing it but doesn't want spoiled.
For all I've finished Bioshock 2 at least once, minute Sinclair comes on the radio, my mind ever so (not) helpfully goes "he's going to betray you". Which of course he doesn't, but after playing Bioshock 1 and the whole bit with Atlas...yeah. Ridiculous how attached I became to Atlas in the first game. No matter how many times I start the game, knowing what's going to happen, he has me at "Would you kindly". Bugger.
So I battered my way through Bioshock 2 within about three days, so I still need to have a proper wander about and find all the audio diaries for a start. The thing that gets me about the game, is that it's not quite as memorable, for lack of a better word, as the first game I found. Sure it was nice to be back in Rapture, but when playing it tonight, there wasn't the same atmosphere to it. Don't get me wrong, I still love the game, and it's sitting there in favourite games ever list but, guh. That's about the only main complaint I have about it.
It's basically what the reviews said, even if I didn't read them until after I bought the game. A lot of them said it was more of the same, why bother making a sequel.
Also bought SH:Shattered Memories after reading that there's going to be another SH game, this time made by Vatra Games. I suppose I should be glad that it's not Double Helix but, why not give Climax a proper shot? Granted, while I've been playing Shattered Memories some of the areas are as linear as all hell and those nightmare/chase sequences are just plain annoying now. The story is good, the feel of the game is as near as damn it, even if I am missing the foggy world. The voice acting is better, which I'll grant you isn't that much of a leap considering the first game. I've still got faith in Climax and really don't get why Konami would draft in yet another new, different company when they're sitting right there with experience under their belts.
Then again, as I've always stuck to, I'll wait before I judge it. Currently all we have to go on is a brief trailer that has a blonde man being attacked. Which some games sites are giving it "Hey, SH2 remake!"
Haven't been up to all that much since I lasted updated this thing. Since the New Year I keep saying to myself, I'm going to get more involved in my fandoms. Still haven't. I've figured though, since the job front is non-existant and I still need to see one of the financial advisers at a college open day, I need to do something to keep me from wearying.
I've been out with the camera if nothing else, ended up in Stirling a couple of weeks back. Good day for it, and it was a great chance to properly try out my new camera. Went back up to Luss, Loch Lomond or at least just outside of it, then Stirling. Trailed up to the top of the Wallace Monument, which is one hell of a trek, even worse than the Royal Mile in Edinburgh (or more commonly known to me as "That Mile of Cobbles that's Murder on the Feet"). But, it turned out to be worth it as I got a nice shot of Stirling and the castle all lit up for the night
Stirling.
Also finally got back to Moffat. On the dullest most dreich day you could pick. It felt like going down to the hospital again while we were driving down. Too used to going down that road now for Newcastle. Still, next year is the last year I'll be going hopefully.
Now all I need to do is convince my dad to drive down to the Lake District or get one of those three/four day tours booked up and I shall be a happy woman.
I haven't been having much luck with my fish. All my goldfish upped and died on me, then the Mollies went, before I could get them shifted into the big tank. But I now have a Siamese Fighting Fish (Betta) named Atlas. Yeah, and you can guess where I got the name from. He thankfully doesn't "would you kindly" at me, not unless it's feeding time in which case he near takes my finger off. Not literally of course.
Was meant to be going to the cinema tomorrow, well, today given it's 3am, to see Shelter. But, that's not happening now as there are no morning showings and since the public transport is crap around me, bang goes that idea. Last bus is at 5pm so bang goes any thought of going out in the evening or to the cinema like a normal person. Granted, the place is quiet but still, it would be nice to go in the afternoon instead of crack of dawn.
Went to see Book of Eli when it came out, unbelievable how much it's like Fallout 3. My mind wouldn't shut up. It went through everything from Ink Spots soundtrack to randomly expecting a Three Dog comment. Then the bit with the cannibals came on, and by that point I was expecting them to be cannibals. Hell, I was at the point, when they stuck the record on to be treated to the F3 soundtrack. Alas, not so.
Needless to say I wasn't overly struck on it. Too many plot holes, too many things unexplained and the Fallout comparisons were a bit much.
Also went to see Avatar. There's two? Three? Hours of my life I'll never get back. Dear Lord that film was boring. I hadn't been sure of it, but my mum wanted to see it and I figured I was being pessimistic as usual and I'd be proved wrong about it. I thought I'd find something to like about it. Oh sure it looked pretty enough, went to see it in 3D since it had an earlier showing, the 3D glasses hurt my nose though. The story was bog-standard boy-meets-girl-boy-is-only-there-to-infiltrate-girl's-tribe-falls-for-her-anyway-then-fights-the-bad-humans. But I found none of the characters very interesting which was the problem. Normally, if I latch onto someone in a film, book, game, whatever, then I can stay interested. This, I couldn't give a stuff about any of them. I was at the point, in the big battle scenes at the end, I was sitting there going "oh, were we meant to care he's dying?"
I wandered off sometime during the middle, was really tempted to stay out there rather than going back in.
Something just went through my head to write down, but damned if I remember it now. I really should be asleep anyway, after three in the morning and I'm due up in a few hours. Ah, now I remember.
Got a new computer as well. Well, my dad did. Got a bit of a windfall with his pension coming through now he's sixty, so according to him a new computer was my "cut" of it. We're also getting gas in at last, which is my mum's "cut". And my dad's also promised me a wide-angle lens for my camera, which I wasn't expecting. I had thought it would be one or the other, new computer or a new lens, not both. And seeing the computer was a hell of a lot dearer than a camera lens, computer negates lens. Can't complain mind you. And if I thought I could get away without one, I would do. But I am rubbish when it comes to taking a large landscape in sections and whacking it together in Photoshop.
Right, I really need to get some sleep. Doesn't help either I'm hungry all of a sudden. Bad idea to raid the cupboards, else I'll end up with heartburn all night.
Currently have Sky News on, all it's covering is the party leader debate that was on tonight. I didn't watch it, I'm fed up with all political part broadcasts already and the election was only announced a fortnight ago. If nothing else I did get a laugh the other week.
During one of the arguments...I mean discussions in the Scottish Parliament, our First Minister was doing his thing and the Labour fella, who's name entirely escapes me, called him a numpty. To which Alex Salmond turned round and called him a sap. Why do they never show bits like that on the tv? Instead of all the arguing and calling one another down and going on like kids in a playground. But I had to laugh at the headline for it, "You Can't Call the First Minister a Numpty". And the...guy keeping the peace pretty much had to tell them you apologize to him, you apologize to him, now shake hands and be pals again. Not quite in those words but that would've made it interesting.
Half three in the morning, need to shift myself this time. My spelling is starting to go to buggery.