Since my last writing effort was over six months ago (carnival was originally wrote last year) I think I just need to start putting stuff out even if it isn't remotely finished. So that's what this thread is about. Here's the current attempt:
It calls to you from every room and screen.
It calls to you to make you shout and scream.
The XBOX is your mistress, it tells you what you need.
Clothes, food, bills. What things are these?
Oh, I need these things to keep going. Must make the green.
All that matters, then, is just enough for me.
Time to spend another 80 on little plastic discs.
Time to kill another zombie, another alien, another hit.
The others don't matter, they can do fine themselves.
Still got batteries in the controller and unplayed games on the shelves.
Gotta get the high score
Gotta kill more zombies
Gotta harvest the e-crops
Gotta make the next level
I am told that I once had a family, but I cannot remember. Now, if you'll excuse me, this new game nails you on points the longer you pause it.
Nike and Facebook are pleased to announce their new partnership, designed to get America moving and healthy again! It's called "Fuelville™", and it allows Fuel™ points to be spent on Farmville™ features. Just sync your Fuel™ wristband to your computer with the new Fuelville™ app, and all the Fuel™ points you earn from walking, running, or even housework will be automatically available to spend on your Farmville™ account. Don't want to go outside? DON'T WORRY! Nike and Facebook have also partnered to bring you the NetMill™ and the NetCycle™, high-tech exercise devices that allow you to work out without ever disconnecting from Farmville™! Earn points while you spend them... what could be better? Check out Fuelville™ now, before your friends leave you in the dust!
What's sad is that is something like that would actually get me moving. Not for farmville but just any game period.
There would be an immediate benefit seen which would encourage me to keep going.
Got a busy day. Finally time to build that new barn in GAME ONE. It takes six hours to build and I can't do anything else in GAME ONE while it's going but luckily it's time to collect taxes and raise an army in GAME TWO. That one takes two hours and during that time, I can fast travel between cities in GAME THREE so I can try to expand my weapons business to more players. That'll take an hour or so. I'll have to set up reminders. Once I fast travel I can build a shop in two hours, switching back to GAME TWO halfway so I can send the troops out and then my skyscraper should be finished in GAME FOUR it's taken days so many days but I'm at the top I'm at the top of that skyscraper at the top. Alarm's going off what's - I'm being invaded? No, no not now not before I'm ready they can't attack yet. Everything I've built. Everything I've built.
Quote from: Sita on October 24, 2012, 09:55:45 PM
What's sad is that is something like that would actually get me moving. Not for farmville but just any game period.
There would be an immediate benefit seen which would encourage me to keep going.
Oh I know. It's brilliant. I oughta write an email to Nike.
Quote from: Man Green on October 24, 2012, 09:45:31 PM
Nike and Facebook are pleased to announce their new partnership, designed to get America moving and healthy again! It's called "Fuelville™", and it allows Fuel™ points to be spent on Farmville™ features. Just sync your Fuel™ wristband to your computer with the new Fuelville™ app, and all the Fuel™ points you earn from walking, running, or even housework will be automatically available to spend on your Farmville™ account. Don't want to go outside? DON'T WORRY! Nike and Facebook have also partnered to bring you the NetMill™ and the NetCycle™, high-tech exercise devices that allow you to work out without ever disconnecting from Farmville™! Earn points while you spend them... what could be better? Check out Fuelville™ now, before your friends leave you in the dust!
Worryingly possible. ETA the next 18 months to 2 years...especially since the company that developed Farmville are hitting hard times and would love an idea to boost their income. JUST DO IT :lulz:
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 25, 2012, 04:01:22 AM
Quote from: Mangrove on October 25, 2012, 12:01:05 AM
JUST PRETEND TO DO IT :lulz:
Fixed.
Mangrove clicked 'like' to this edit. Mangrove also clicked 'like' to 'Mitt Romney is a corporate shill and the living embodiment of why we had a financial crisis in the first place' and joined 'Fuellville'.
Quote from: Mangrove on October 25, 2012, 05:06:36 AM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 25, 2012, 04:01:22 AM
Quote from: Mangrove on October 25, 2012, 12:01:05 AM
JUST PRETEND TO DO IT :lulz:
Fixed.
Mangrove clicked 'like' to this edit. Mangrove also clicked 'like' to 'Mitt Romney is a corporate shill and the living embodiment of why we had a financial crisis in the first place' and joined 'Fuellville'.
:lulz:
The truth is laying there if you know where to look
Glimpses seen in the mirror when you brush your hair
Of what you once was, before all the sadness and hate
Before you decided the best way to deal with things was not to.
A bag of chips, a bowl of ice cream, 2 or 3 candy bars
That's all you need to make the pain fade, for a time at least
It never truly goes, though. The loathing just changes.
Changes to yourself instead of others. To what you could've been but now can't imagine.
Avoiding mirrors is the thing now. Never have to catch that glimmer of a past, happy life.
There is comfort in the misery, a knowing, a sameness.
Unlike the happiness, misery will always be around. After all, it does love company.
Quote from: Sita on November 16, 2012, 03:51:48 PM
The truth is laying there if you know where to look
Glimpses seen in the mirror when you brush your hair
Of what you once was, before all the sadness and hate
Before you decided the best way to deal with things was not to.
A bag of chips, a bowl of ice cream, 2 or 3 candy bars
That's all you need to make the pain fade, for a time at least
It never truly goes, though. The loathing just changes.
Changes to yourself instead of others. To what you could've been but now can't imagine.
Avoiding mirrors is the thing now. Never have to catch that glimmer of a past, happy life.
There is comfort in the misery, a knowing, a sameness.
Unlike the happiness, misery will always be around. After all, it does love company.
I know this feeling, Sita, only I did it with alcohol. Thin, pretty, and DESTROYING MY FUCKING LIFE AS FAST AS I COULD BUILD IT.
TO THE WALL, TO KILL THE PAIN.
The thing that's funny is that as soon as I stopped trying to kill the pain, it went away.
Quote from: hølist on November 16, 2012, 10:34:26 PM
Quote from: Sita on November 16, 2012, 03:51:48 PM
The truth is laying there if you know where to look
Glimpses seen in the mirror when you brush your hair
Of what you once was, before all the sadness and hate
Before you decided the best way to deal with things was not to.
A bag of chips, a bowl of ice cream, 2 or 3 candy bars
That's all you need to make the pain fade, for a time at least
It never truly goes, though. The loathing just changes.
Changes to yourself instead of others. To what you could've been but now can't imagine.
Avoiding mirrors is the thing now. Never have to catch that glimmer of a past, happy life.
There is comfort in the misery, a knowing, a sameness.
Unlike the happiness, misery will always be around. After all, it does love company.
I know this feeling, Sita, only I did it with alcohol. Thin, pretty, and DESTROYING MY FUCKING LIFE AS FAST AS I COULD BUILD IT.
TO THE WALL, TO KILL THE PAIN.
The thing that's funny is that as soon as I stopped trying to kill the pain, it went away.
That's the funny thing about it. You forget trying to kill it and eventually you forget it even existed.
The trick is when that memory gets jogged, do you go for the kill or just let it be?
Things that need figuring out.
Just a couple ideas I have floating around with nothing to do, yet.
-The themed party was a tradition by now, though you would think the holiday itself would be enough of a theme.
Normally she didn't participate with it, but this year it was too good to pass up.
-Santa is a vampire and little kids' letters are his invitation in.
Quote from: Sita on December 10, 2012, 07:49:24 PM
Quote from: hølist on November 16, 2012, 10:34:26 PM
Quote from: Sita on November 16, 2012, 03:51:48 PM
The truth is laying there if you know where to look
Glimpses seen in the mirror when you brush your hair
Of what you once was, before all the sadness and hate
Before you decided the best way to deal with things was not to.
A bag of chips, a bowl of ice cream, 2 or 3 candy bars
That's all you need to make the pain fade, for a time at least
It never truly goes, though. The loathing just changes.
Changes to yourself instead of others. To what you could've been but now can't imagine.
Avoiding mirrors is the thing now. Never have to catch that glimmer of a past, happy life.
There is comfort in the misery, a knowing, a sameness.
Unlike the happiness, misery will always be around. After all, it does love company.
I know this feeling, Sita, only I did it with alcohol. Thin, pretty, and DESTROYING MY FUCKING LIFE AS FAST AS I COULD BUILD IT.
TO THE WALL, TO KILL THE PAIN.
The thing that's funny is that as soon as I stopped trying to kill the pain, it went away.
That's the funny thing about it. You forget trying to kill it and eventually you forget it even existed.
The trick is when that memory gets jogged, do you go for the kill or just let it be?
Things that need figuring out.
I'll tell you something about it. It's not a memory, for one thing; it's a collection of experiences. But what I used to do is keep my pain in the middle and my joy all wrapped around it to cushion it, and what would happen is that I'd be experiencing FUN and JOY so hard and for so long that it would wear down too close to the center, and eventually I'd crack and the PAIN would leak out, and boy, was that messy. It got all over the place and ruined everything. So I tried harder and harder to keep it on lockdown, but all that happened was that each time that layer of FUN and JOY got worn down, the PAIN would leak out faster and more prolifically, like it was under pressure.
What happened was that I finally figured out that it doesn't fit in the middle; it needs room to spread around. So I let it out, and let it mix with the JOY and the FUN. It's not under pressure anymore, so I don't have to worry about the PAIN cracking open and spurting everywhere. Mixing it with the JOY and the FUN kind of toned those down, so it's just joy and fun now, but then again, it's also just pain.