Author: FairlyObvious

It descended upon me. A sheet that obscured my vision. I felt myself being choked as it filled my lungs. The humming was still swimming in my ears. I felt all my senses being slowly removed.

What was this? Continue The Mist

He stood up and stretched, his limbs almost seemed to detach from his joints. He stretched his neck from side to side and then looked at me curiously.

“I think it’s best we move away from them.” he said, motioning to the sleeping mother with her young.

He moved away and as he moved I noticed how he seemed to blend in with the grass. There was no jarring motion to him but energy seemed to come out of every limb. There was power there. Then suddenly he began to turn, swiftly, I felt myself getting dizzy as he moved over the ground. Continue The Dancer

After my encounter in the woods I had begun to shy from my daily walks. Left with nothing that could empty my mind I had taken to sitting on my back porch and staring into the valley it overlooked.

It used to be active, with children running over the hills and animals shying away from the noise, creeping low in the grass. Now it was silent and gray. The flowers that were once saturated with color had become dull. They still bloomed but there was no life in their petals. I could see the grass swaying in the wind, but I couldn’t hear the birds calling to one another.

I shifted uneasily. It was Spring, yet everything felt like it was sleeping.

or fading.

Continue The Doe

The feeling of wading through seaweed. The tiny hands grasping you, slowing you down, forcing you to push forward or you risk drowning in them.

I wasn’t in the same place. Everything was in shadow. I was surrounded by a deadly sense of calm, like I’d already been caught and was resigned to my fate.

I didn’t want to be resigned to my fate. Continue The Dream

I couldn’t remember a time before the neighborhood. It was a mishmash of different building styles and colors. Some of the houses had high triangular roofs while others seemed to favor a sphere style. There was no color scheme to speak of but it did seem that each section of the city followed its own palette. Continue The Neighborhood

He stood in front of me. A slight man with a thick beard. He had a brown hood that shaded his eyes so that his face was more beard than man. On his back he carried an assortment of wood, it was almost impossible to understand where the tree limbs ended and his limbs began. I felt his eyes glace over me, sizing me up. Continue The Woodcarver (Patreon 6/23, Public 6/27)

The Bird

I used to go on a daily walk through the woods outside my city. It was one of my quiet moments away from the bustle of people going about their days.

The city had grown strangely quiet recently though. Sometimes the woods felt like it was screaming instead of whispering. Continue The Bird

The Camp

People are moving.

No, they aren’t moving. They’re being recruited.

I’m not sure where Lesco came from or what his beliefs are but he has a hold on my town that I can’t describe. We were all once . . . happy.

There was a young boy who lived down the street from me. He used to play happily with whatever was available to him. I remember once as I passed him he told me that he’d found the perfect stick to slay some imaginary dragon he’d created out in the forest. He was a boy on a mission. But now, now he only sat, staring across the street at a nothing he couldn’t even imagine. He didn’t speak of dragons or swords, the adventures he was going to go on. He spoke of Lesco. Only Lesco. Continue The Camp/The Boy

“Oh! I can’t watch this!” she said as she curled up in her chair covering her eyes.

“No! No, it’s fine! I got this, I just have to figure out how I want to jump.” I said, concentrating.

I have to admit, it’s always nice to see a member of a development team reacting to someone playing their current project. I’m so used to feeling that sense of worry or watching it cross Brad’s face that I don’t even think about other developers/artists going through it.

I was at the local game dev meet up, where a few people (including Brad) had brought their games for people to try out. I actually hadn’t planned on trying anything out but had been handed the controller by someone who was finished playing. You don’t exactly want to say “no thanks” when someone who made the game is nearby, but being one of the few females in the group it was bit nerve wracking. I also have this anxiety when it comes to people watching me play games. It’s that inner feeling of your gaming skills being judged. I have no idea if it’s because I’m a girl or what but its there.

Anyway.

Continue Legend of Excalipurr

Hey guys, I’m not sure if any of those still lurking will know who I am. I know I’ve been MIA for quite a few years, decided to post something. I’ve reenrolled in school (for classical vocal performance) and am currently chasing 3 kids around so my time is very little. What’s not spent wrangling kids I spend analyzing music.

My last Music History class we were told to list who we felt were some of the most influential composers of this century. I went a bit outside the usual genres and listed Koji Kondo. We were asked to list a specific work and then note why we felt it was significant. I listed Ocarina of Time (of course, if you read any of my previous posts you know my love for this game). This is what I wrote . . .  Continue So Hey

So! I know the last game I mentioned playing was Virtues Last Reward (which I am still playing, thank you unlockable timelines I need in order to complete the game)  BUT Brad sucked me into Tomb Raider. Something about wanting a female opinion on a female protagonist or something along those utterly sexist lines. 😉

ANYWAY! Brad bought this for PC  and I played it with a XBox controller so I’ll be judging it from that angle. I did have a few freezing issues that made me need to restart it. Brad has apparently not experienced it yet, but oh goodness it’s frustrating. Luckily this game saves about every five seconds.

From what I understand this is a reboot. Full disclosure, I swore to myself I would never play this game. After seeing numerous cosplays with random internet nerds drooling over girls I’m not fully convinced know what an inverted control is I was very jaded about the whole idea. Not to mention the whole Angelina Jolie computer enhanced thing. The whole thing was enough to churn my stomach. I know, I’m one of those girls that just doesn’t care about stereotypes and thinks the whole uber feminist thing is blah but geez Tomb Raider’s publicity just turned me off.

That being said:

I

Loved

This

Game

Continue Tomb Raider