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Site Updates / New gaming music concert in Germany
« on: May 02, 2005, 12:46:31 am »
For all of our European readers, this just in from the Liepzig Games Convention.
Wednesday, August 18th, the Prauge FILMharmonic Orchestra will be holding a concert at the Gewandhaus zu Leipzig, presenting music from several different games, including:
World of Warcraft
The Chronicles of Riddick: Escape from Butcher Bay
Dragon Quest
Brothers in Arms
Der Herr der Ringe
and...
Chrono Cross
Anyone living close enough is encouraged to attend if able. Should prove to be a good concert.
Original Report:
http://www.gc-germany.de/progr_eroeffnung_e.shtml
Tickets available at:
http://www.gewandhaus.de/psk/gwh/show.php3?nodeid=241&id=241&tag=17&monat=8&jahr=2005
Wednesday, August 18th, the Prauge FILMharmonic Orchestra will be holding a concert at the Gewandhaus zu Leipzig, presenting music from several different games, including:
World of Warcraft
The Chronicles of Riddick: Escape from Butcher Bay
Dragon Quest
Brothers in Arms
Der Herr der Ringe
and...
Chrono Cross
Anyone living close enough is encouraged to attend if able. Should prove to be a good concert.
Original Report:
http://www.gc-germany.de/progr_eroeffnung_e.shtml
Tickets available at:
http://www.gewandhaus.de/psk/gwh/show.php3?nodeid=241&id=241&tag=17&monat=8&jahr=2005
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Project ZEAL / For Your Amusement
« on: April 16, 2005, 01:19:35 am »
I had thought this up back in January, intended as an April Fool's joke entry in the project. Since the project wasn't running on April 1, I forgot about it. Anyway, I ran across it again, and I might as well post it.
Anyone who's read Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy will at least groan at it.
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The myriad of universes gave Jerahl headaches.
More precisely, the thought of trying to sort them out did.
Working from deep inside the Council’s main building on the recently-raised southern continent, Jerahl had been charged with trying to keep straight which universes the Council had already been to, which ones they were currently on, and which ones they wanted to go to next. Normally, this was a fairly straightforward task. After all, the Experiment was a fairly well-run operation, everyone filling their reports and generally keeping a good track on where they were, where they had been, and so forth. However, that had all come to a crashing end about five minutes ago, with the sound of a thousand people all saying “whop.”
When Jerahl had heard this, he thought that this was a very odd thing to have happen. He was alone in this room, and in this entire building for that matter, and having someone bring a thousand people here just to say “whop” struck him as slightly off-kilter. Trying to make some sense of this, he turned around, just in time to see eleven white robots disembark from their strangely white ship, which was currently embedded in one of his walls, destroy half of the building. He stood up to yell at them to stop, what the zark did they think they were doing, coming in here and destroy his perfectly good building?
“Erm…” he said. His legs realized that they had unbent for no good reason whatsoever, and since his feet were complaining about trying to hold up all this dead weight up there, they sat Jerahl back down. His brain, still stuck out of gear from his failure to yell at the robots, had nothing to do with the process. “Umm…” he restated. The robots were just about done with that half of the building by this point, and turning back towards the other half, Jerahl’s half. “Uhhh…” he said, trying to emphasize his point.
As suddenly as they came, the eleven white robots piled back into their ship, and with the sound of a thousand people all saying “foop” they disappeared. Jerahl sat there, mind still stuck in neutral, trying to make sense of this. The chair slowly spun back towards his desk, where he made another discovery. While his back had been turned, someone else had destroyed the other half of the building. Fortunately, they had left him his desk, although the papers which had been on it were all gone. “Wha…” he pondered. Five minutes passed like this. Occasionally his mouth would open and attempt to speak, but with his brain still not functioning, it never could get anything to sound right. Finally, however, it slipped on down into gear and nearly tore itself to pieces as it hit the ground.
Out of the smoke and destruction, both in his brain and all around him, Jerahl realized two things. One, he really needed to start keeping his back-up files in a separate building from his originals – namely, anywhere else in Zeal but here. Two, sorting out universes gave him headaches. He hadn’t even started yet, and he could tell that it would. Assuming he was allowed to work on it. With the way the Council was these days, something like this could get him exiled to some world, down to the surface, even. Or, if they were in a good mood, it could merely kill him. He had the sinking feeling that they weren’t likely to be in a good mood.
Oddly enough, a proposed entry in the best-selling The Zealot’s Guide to the Kingdom: Hitchhiking Across Zeal on Five Silver a Day defined the Council as “They’ll be the first against the wall when the Revolution comes.” Needless to say, the reporter who proposed the entry didn’t live very long. However, a copy of the Guide which fell through a gate from two thousand years in the future had a historical entry on the Council. It simply read “They were the first against the wall when the Revolution came.”
Jerahl was still sitting there in shock. After all, having a building destroyed around you has a habit of doing things like that. Therefore, when another ship descended from the sky and landed in the building’s ruins directly in front of him, he barely even noticed it was there. The landing ramp unfolded. He didn’t see it. An alien exited and walked towards him carrying what looked like a clipboard. This time Jerahl looked up, but still didn’t quite understand that the being was there.
“Jerahl?” the alien said. Jerahl simply stared up at him.
“Jerahl Arcinto of Zeal?” Jerahl nodded weakly, having no clue what was going on. His brain had been subjected to too much strangeness today to do much more.
“You’re a jerk,” the alien said. “You’re an ignorant, pea-brained jerk.” Jerahl merely kept staring as the alien checked off something on the clipboard, boarded his ship, and roared off into the sky.
Jerahl simply sighed as the Agents came and got him. “What now?” he said. After today, he figured it couldn’t get much worse.
He was wrong.
Anyone who's read Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy will at least groan at it.
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The myriad of universes gave Jerahl headaches.
More precisely, the thought of trying to sort them out did.
Working from deep inside the Council’s main building on the recently-raised southern continent, Jerahl had been charged with trying to keep straight which universes the Council had already been to, which ones they were currently on, and which ones they wanted to go to next. Normally, this was a fairly straightforward task. After all, the Experiment was a fairly well-run operation, everyone filling their reports and generally keeping a good track on where they were, where they had been, and so forth. However, that had all come to a crashing end about five minutes ago, with the sound of a thousand people all saying “whop.”
When Jerahl had heard this, he thought that this was a very odd thing to have happen. He was alone in this room, and in this entire building for that matter, and having someone bring a thousand people here just to say “whop” struck him as slightly off-kilter. Trying to make some sense of this, he turned around, just in time to see eleven white robots disembark from their strangely white ship, which was currently embedded in one of his walls, destroy half of the building. He stood up to yell at them to stop, what the zark did they think they were doing, coming in here and destroy his perfectly good building?
“Erm…” he said. His legs realized that they had unbent for no good reason whatsoever, and since his feet were complaining about trying to hold up all this dead weight up there, they sat Jerahl back down. His brain, still stuck out of gear from his failure to yell at the robots, had nothing to do with the process. “Umm…” he restated. The robots were just about done with that half of the building by this point, and turning back towards the other half, Jerahl’s half. “Uhhh…” he said, trying to emphasize his point.
As suddenly as they came, the eleven white robots piled back into their ship, and with the sound of a thousand people all saying “foop” they disappeared. Jerahl sat there, mind still stuck in neutral, trying to make sense of this. The chair slowly spun back towards his desk, where he made another discovery. While his back had been turned, someone else had destroyed the other half of the building. Fortunately, they had left him his desk, although the papers which had been on it were all gone. “Wha…” he pondered. Five minutes passed like this. Occasionally his mouth would open and attempt to speak, but with his brain still not functioning, it never could get anything to sound right. Finally, however, it slipped on down into gear and nearly tore itself to pieces as it hit the ground.
Out of the smoke and destruction, both in his brain and all around him, Jerahl realized two things. One, he really needed to start keeping his back-up files in a separate building from his originals – namely, anywhere else in Zeal but here. Two, sorting out universes gave him headaches. He hadn’t even started yet, and he could tell that it would. Assuming he was allowed to work on it. With the way the Council was these days, something like this could get him exiled to some world, down to the surface, even. Or, if they were in a good mood, it could merely kill him. He had the sinking feeling that they weren’t likely to be in a good mood.
Oddly enough, a proposed entry in the best-selling The Zealot’s Guide to the Kingdom: Hitchhiking Across Zeal on Five Silver a Day defined the Council as “They’ll be the first against the wall when the Revolution comes.” Needless to say, the reporter who proposed the entry didn’t live very long. However, a copy of the Guide which fell through a gate from two thousand years in the future had a historical entry on the Council. It simply read “They were the first against the wall when the Revolution came.”
Jerahl was still sitting there in shock. After all, having a building destroyed around you has a habit of doing things like that. Therefore, when another ship descended from the sky and landed in the building’s ruins directly in front of him, he barely even noticed it was there. The landing ramp unfolded. He didn’t see it. An alien exited and walked towards him carrying what looked like a clipboard. This time Jerahl looked up, but still didn’t quite understand that the being was there.
“Jerahl?” the alien said. Jerahl simply stared up at him.
“Jerahl Arcinto of Zeal?” Jerahl nodded weakly, having no clue what was going on. His brain had been subjected to too much strangeness today to do much more.
“You’re a jerk,” the alien said. “You’re an ignorant, pea-brained jerk.” Jerahl merely kept staring as the alien checked off something on the clipboard, boarded his ship, and roared off into the sky.
Jerahl simply sighed as the Agents came and got him. “What now?” he said. After today, he figured it couldn’t get much worse.
He was wrong.
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General Discussion / Ender's Game
« on: March 30, 2005, 01:46:04 am »
Anyone here ever read the Ender's Game set by Orson Scott Card? Ender's Game, Speaker for the Dead, Xenocide, and Children of the Mind?
Excellent books, some of the best Science Fiction that I've ever read. And the thing is, it's not really science fiction, at least not at it's heart. It's more about the people, rather than the technology.
Excellent books, some of the best Science Fiction that I've ever read. And the thing is, it's not really science fiction, at least not at it's heart. It's more about the people, rather than the technology.
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Magic, Elements, and Technology / Magic in CT and CC
« on: December 18, 2003, 12:43:15 am »
I like that line of thinking that GrayLensman used. By saying that the elements from CC are akin to a "sub-layer" of the four CT types, the comparison can be made to Classical Physics and Quantum Physics, each one matching up to the magic types respectively.
Classical Physics is the general Newtonian physics, a description of the world as we see it presented to it. A car is a perfect example of a classical object. It will move when a force is applied, and will remain at rest when a force is not. It has weight and mass, has inertia, and generally behaves like it should behave.
Quantum Physics, on the other hand, is an attempt to describe the world according to what little we know about the subatomic domain. In the attempt, we find that the world is not such an orderly place as Classical descriptions would have us believe. It contains such wierdness as the electron cloud (where an electron in an atom has no particular point where it is, but instead has a certain region where it is "probable" that it is) and the principle of particle-wave duality (which says that light is both a particle and a wave, exhibiting the properties of both).
Anyway, the comparison I draw is this: Quantum Physics is more powerful that Classical Physics. This is easily shown in the comparison of the power of a Nuclear bomb when compared to conventional bombs. A nuke uses the power of the atom to destroy its target, while a conventional bomb uses Classical methods. This is the most likely explanation for why Dinopolis was defeated by Chronopolis, even though both had gotten to a similar point in technology.
Classical Physics is the general Newtonian physics, a description of the world as we see it presented to it. A car is a perfect example of a classical object. It will move when a force is applied, and will remain at rest when a force is not. It has weight and mass, has inertia, and generally behaves like it should behave.
Quantum Physics, on the other hand, is an attempt to describe the world according to what little we know about the subatomic domain. In the attempt, we find that the world is not such an orderly place as Classical descriptions would have us believe. It contains such wierdness as the electron cloud (where an electron in an atom has no particular point where it is, but instead has a certain region where it is "probable" that it is) and the principle of particle-wave duality (which says that light is both a particle and a wave, exhibiting the properties of both).
Anyway, the comparison I draw is this: Quantum Physics is more powerful that Classical Physics. This is easily shown in the comparison of the power of a Nuclear bomb when compared to conventional bombs. A nuke uses the power of the atom to destroy its target, while a conventional bomb uses Classical methods. This is the most likely explanation for why Dinopolis was defeated by Chronopolis, even though both had gotten to a similar point in technology.
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Chrono / Gameplay Casual Discussion / Chrono Cross Script
« on: December 18, 2003, 12:13:04 am »
Has anyone had any luck with getting the script dump? If they have, my offer to put it into HTML for easy browsing still stands. Just PM me if you have.
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