Time for you to make your move. I’ve been waiting for ages already. Oh, and my pieces are black. So take your hands offa my queen, dipshit.
Monthly Archive for July, 2008
Woot! Back on track for Princess no Rondo! At least this is my most anticipated anime so far, so I think I should focus more on this one. But yeah, it’s still the same stuff: Crappy OP-ED, boobs, implied sex, cuteness and moe, AND HOORAY FUCKING CENSORSHIP!
HOLYCRAP! V-F MISSILES AT 12 O’CLOCK! EVASIVE MANEUVERS!
The training for the Knights of Undine commences, but is halted by the sudden appearance of Tifa, who comes in wearing Tristein Magic Academy uniform. Seems that Henrietta gave permission that she be able to stay at the academy for a number of reasons: First, since she’s of noble status due to her relations to Henrietta. Second, she’s got magic of the ancient arts that may prove useful in the war. Third, Saito’s there.
Third option seemed fucked up… Way too fucked up… But yeah…
“Hey, Saito. I’m naked now. Should I ‘clean’ your Derflinger, or should I get ready to be pierced by it?”
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So we get a change of pace for Strike Witches. This time around, Yoshika may not get the spotlight, but she’s going to be deeply involved with the star of the episode: Lynette Bishop.
Bedlolis: They never cease to amuse me on the way they’re almost EVERYWHERE.
Yoshika gets her formal enlistment to the Strike Witches team, and is designated to the rank of Sergeant. Of course, there were greetings and introductions, with the very typical tsundere moment coming from Yuri-Yuri Perinne (who’s beginning to get to my nerves, which typically means I’ll one day find the time to draw her being ruthlessly raped by ensigns). With Yoshika still being unfamiliar on most things, Sakamoto orders Lynne to tour Yoshika around the base.
Of course, boobgroping is also around.
… for the better…?
Now a lot of people have been telling me to change my style of writing? Why? I don’t even understand why I have to, so what’s with the persuasion? Is it really that “aggressive”? Is it really that “offensive”? What will people think if I change my way of writing? Or to generalize: Will this change be for the better?
Actually, I’m clueless to what the answer is. I don’t even know if I’m doing anything wrong with the way I write. More like the question is if I care if I’m doing it wrong, but that’s an understatement anyway, not a question. When the idea came into me, I asked myself: Change? For what? Why? Whom? When? Where? And when I tried to enumerate the answers on those, none came out useful or convincing enough. So if I were to change, will everything go according to that change?
That’s one indefinite question there. A single change does bring out other changes, if instances are applied. But one thing’s for sure: If I change, something will be gained, something will be lost. If I change the way I write into something more “amiable” and “mild” for the audience, it’s like shunning my true self out of the spotlight I myself have made. I don’t want that. It’s useless for that, and with that stated out, I decided to rule out the change.
We should remember that there may be changes, but change alone is not tied to only one thing. There may be good changes, there may be bad changes. There are lots of changes, and I know I’m not only tied to the change of my writing style. I can change something else, like elaboration, or emphasis, etc. It may change some of the semantics, but it’s still retains a style. That’s what my type of change should be.
Right now, I’m not changing anything, and that’s final. But I’m also glad that this was brought up, especially by Mike. It’s strange that you who differs way too much in my way of writing would boldly state how you feel on the style. An amount of self-reflection was done, and something meaningful was achieved, so this post ain’t half-bad after all.
Then again, it’s still the usual thingamajig, so what gives…
I don’t even know why I’m writing this! Or am I even writing this?!
I’ve been told by many people on how I write. I write differently when it comes to my novels and short stories if they compare it to my blog entries. My way of talking to most people are, so they say, “spiked”, “spunky” or “aggressive”, but that doesn’t surface much when I write or talk seriously. And most people tend to confuse the two into my active and passive behaviors, mainly because I’m unstable and confusing myself. Confusing, no?
And that brings the question: How does one write? How does one “write”? What’s the difference between the two? What’s with the stupid quotation marks? Or more importantly, why do they even exist as diversified extensions of the word?
Look, I’m not trying to get smart here, nor am I one-upping you, or bitching at you, or something. I just want to state out and answer the questions, or the so-called “assumptions” by some people who comment on how I write, as well as the entirety of the ideas behind my way of writing. I hope I made that clear before I continue. No Grammar Nazis, no proofreading shit. We’re talking about my “way” of writing, and nothing else.
Now, welcome to my world, bitches… Wait, wrong iconic psychopath…
Just what is writing and “writing”? If you have such a clever wit on the play of words, you’d get my point: One is real, uniform and formal, one is not. If you look at it like you’re skimming a book, you can’t tell the difference. After all, what you write can be read, or spoken regardless of the two mentioned above. These are all pretty much similar in a way that you express yourself through words and such. But think: How does “writing” become uniform and formal? How does writing negate that by being the opposite of the definition?
Moving on with the backlogs. Seriously, this is gotta hurt. Then again, that may just be me complaining and bitching my butt out. But who cares, right? RIGHT?! If there’s a part of this ep that perfectly illustrates that:
It’s something like this.
So Tifa (as she wants to be called right now) departs the woods she called her home and travels with Saito’s group on the way to Tristain. More on her was found out by the group, and they were even astonished as Tifa finally revealed her lineage.
“Elfr”
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So fukken win.
Seriously, SOMEONE DO THIS SHIT. I don’t care how, I don’t care when, JUST MAKE IT.
Original vid is in here.
It’s just what I feared: I took up too much anime series that a single hiatus strains me so much about having to catch up. Aggravating a feat it may be, but doable, hopefully.
The ep continues further on the encounter left off, as Yoshika is sent to the sickbay as the Naval Fleet of Aircraft Carrier Akagi tries to neutralize the Neuroi that was sent to annihilate them. Sakamoto joins in for some help, but her alone seems not enough to finish it off. And so Yoshika finally gets the idea of what her father said about her powers, and what she can do according to what she has and what she’s trying to find: Man a Striker Unit and beat the bad guy of the day!
How many times do I have to tell you: When you’re out of rounds, SHOOT OFF SCREEN TO RELOAD.
Also, now we know the major’s not really that powerful even though it was made clear she can cut alien shit like how a knife cuts into half-melted butter. And Sakamoto’s also got subordinates that are into Yuri. No wonder she looks like a boy.
Perinne tsundere is moe~!
Time to start my comeback for the backlog anime and manga. Guess I’ll just first take it easy with my Negima manga backlog. Easy Mode: ON
The reunion is final: 75% member GET! But still, complications may arise, and Fate is just lurking around the corner. While we’re at it, Asuna tries to get Negi to spit info on Magica Erebea, and we get the usual team play chit-chat whatchamacallthat about Negi protecting the girls and vice-versa.
Yue and her colleagues also arrive at Ostia, donning nice, Valkyrie-ish outfits(not cute, unless implied on the next chapters how it will be), while Yuna and Makie also arrive on Ostia without even the slightest idea on what to do.
The Paru-sama hideout ship is also elaborated, with its amenities and such. Well, it does look like a mobile pad to me, only that its aerial. It’s replete with bathrooms, ample spaces, a kitchen, and some other necessary shit and crap. I’d seriously like one if I can manage it alone, of it a crew is willing to do everything upon beck and call. Do I hear Jellyfish Pirates?
Oh yeah, “Johhny” there was a parody to Johnny of Guilty Gear fame. So much for the ship-and-crew-and-name elaboration. Hahaha.
But the meat of the story lies just beyond the horizon.
So Rakan finally spills out the beans (without asking for cash?! WHERE’S THE SOL-BADGUY RIPOFF IN YOU NOW, RAKAN?! INCONSISTENCY! INCONSISTENCY~!) about Asuna’s true past, and the ties that bind her to Ostia. The organization that used her, the Ala Rubra’s role, and the results of the Magic War finally resurface as Rakan bares them all. Too bad there wasn’t anything pertaining to Fate, but maybe that would go for the next chap, hopefully.
And since we don’t get this much often (and prolly since I’m too lazy to even provide a few more caps), I fixed the 2-page illustration on all the girls of the Negima Club (minus the unfound ones):
That’s the correct way the pages should be done in, so those who think it’s the over way around need to wash their eyes with muriatic acid.
Easy Mode done! Time to go back to Normal Mode. HEE HEE HEE!
So, the Japanese Embassy, along with its foundation, organized some kind of event that commemorates J-POP, Anime, and Manga, which are some of the main attractions one can get from the most coveted land of Japan. I was out there for the lulz. Wait, that was wrong: I WAS JUST PASSING BY.
By the way, I didn’t get too much pics since this was be one crappy event, so to speak. Just the main attractions, nothing else.
The J-POP Anime Matsuri (J-POP－アニメ祭り), or J.A.M in short, kicked off by the time the Shang opened up at around 10:30 AM, gathering crowds and crowds of people by the minute. Cosplayers readied up at the backstage, while wapanese people pretending they can read Japanese gathered up at the “lounge” full of Japanese magazines, manga, and drawing tutorials, which were mostly on raw. The officials and important people were reserved at the front seats, while the back seats were occupied by “interested” people.
This human-sized thing was standing right in front of the “gate”.
I dare not call it by its namesake.
Aside from the events listed above, there were also human-sized (not really, imagine 7 or 8 feet sophisticated blocks of metal) mechas, face painting (for those who have little care on their visage and wish to have their faces as available canvas for phail artists) and hair coloring (for those who wish to look like anime-ish just be cause they have different hair). The regime of the program was pretty much all on cosplay, guests speakers (mostly from the embassy), some basic Moonspeak for the aspiring wapanese, promotions on J-POP and some Anime titles as “singers” (because they know Japanese, they can sing it) wear their lungs out on OPs and EDs of some popular titles (yeah, good ol’ Voltes V). Also, the Embassy took its time to bring out the Japanese Language Proficiency Course for people who want to know Japanese, and for people who want to study or work on Moonland. No, there were no prepared somethings for the manga category, so I have to bitch that out.
“Japanization”: Make things look “Moonified”
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