Latest Tweets:
Looks like octavia’s full name is Octavia Melody and Twist’s is Twist-a-Loo.
I’m gonna guess the reason behind both name changes was to make them trademark-able? I mean “Octavia” doesn’t sound like an MLP name so I’m for it.
Twist… there was literally a G1 pony named Twist, why was it good enough for them then and not now?
(These sets are all incredible, Silver Spoon and Lyrica yes please)
Well didn’t Hasbro lose all the rights to the G1 names so they can’t use them or something like that?
ALSO Oh my gosh Silver Spoon. Now my Diamond Tiara won’t be alone anymore.
It’s a sticky situation, they lost some and there’s no telling which. Everyone knows they kept Applejack, but they also gave a lot of G3s old names, so they at least still own Cotton Candy, Butterscotch, Lickety Split, Moondancer, Bowtie…
But yeah you’re right, Twist must be one that’s off-limits now.
I do like the name Twist-a-loo. It sounds like British slang for “having a hard time pooping”.
Wait, so are Peppermint Twist and Scootaloo related?
Sylver's Edge: The Designer's Journal: On Nintendo Not Opting For A Big E3 Conference
Listen good, and listen well.
E3’s prevalence has diminished over time. Sure, there have been years where it was absolutely fantastic, there have been other times where it wasn’t as hot. But here’s the thing… does the mainstream media pay attention to E3 as much as you’d think? Would they…
"And you will know that my name is indeed that of a great legend, as I return from the bloody battlefield - battered, bruised, even bloodied by what I’ve experienced. I have returned to grace you with my presence once more, and as such, the choirs rejoiced with their gallant hymns, the people cheered as they saw their hero return and my comrades… well, my comrades looked forward to good times once more."
Something I just thought of for a story. Unsure where I’d take this, but it’s something.
A Slice of Life with Sylverstone Khandr -- ☆
Anonymous asked: why is my little pony autistic? why is minecraft in serbia hated? why people hate me because I play minecraft?
- Well, it isn’t, but I suppose the remark is a jab at the more socially awkward folks in the fandom. Personally, I think it’s a tad annoying, and I’ve already explained why.
- I honestly don’t know.
- Why should they hate you for playing a video game? If those people hate you for such an inane reason, then it’s just absurd. Of course, there will always be someone who hates you no matter what, Anon. You just keep on keeping on with your life.
When the End Calls for Khandr
Well, yesterday was pretty much near the boiling point, I suppose.
It took about 3 days of deliberation, and I pretty much wept on the way back to my bed. Everything’s just closing in on me, wanting me to give up and hide forever.
I don’t even know what’s going to happen moving forward. Do I just leave here and start all over again somehow, or should I continue to reach out to a major that just seems like an impossibility at this point.
I’ve been asked to go see a counselor, so I’ll probably do that today or next week. I don’t think I’ve ever been this compelled to just go completely insane since 8th grade where I honestly wanted everyone around me to just die.
A close friend of mine offered for me to just avoid being online to just do things (I was thinking along the lines of Monster Hunter), but I don’t think I can do that. I have so much work piled up and then there’s this situation so I can’t take a honest break because I’m on borrowed time. I could always try to go for that major, but it’s demanding things from that I’m not capable of doing anymore. I’m not an artist by any means - seeing other works compared to mine, I’m pretty much on a low tier. I can pick up a pencil and draw, but I’ve rarely the energy to work out a masterpiece.
I’m a designer. I’m a writer. I created universes. I created characters for those universes. I’ve created the situations that my characters strive to overcome. In a sense, I’m a creator.
Though my tricks of the trade differ from the usual, I can say that I’m a creator from the highest peak in the world.
I just don’t know what to do anymore, and as my options continue to thin out, so does my patience, my time and by all means, my sanity.
Either way, it looks like there’s an exit sign far off into the distance with my name on it. Whether I’ll go through that door or not is up to the situations which continue to thrive all around me, whether it’s me trying to save my own career or trying so hard not to give up.
There. I’ve said at least 35% of what’s been on my mind - the other 65% I’ll probably yell at the counselor in the coming days.
Of Unrealized Dreams and Failed Calls
Well, I’m at my wit’s end, so to speak.
So, over the time I’ve been here at college, it’s been quite a bumpy ride: some of the classes are pretty cool, some of the people are awesome and living on my own has been an experience in itself.
So everything would be going well, right? No. Not at all. Far from it, even.
There are some classes in which I’m a total stranger to, there are people here that have some of the most abrasive personalities known to man and while living on my own is cool, there’s still the struggle of taking care of yourself.
But to the main focus of the blog post (if there is one), it’s that I’ve finally come to realize that my current major is not for me at all. I never wanted to be a business student - frankly, business annoys the crap out of me now. I was always in it for the games aspect, but if there’s anything I’ve probably learnt now, it’s that producers tend to get the short end of the stick these days.
That was evident in my first two projects - one where it was an odd coupling of folks who just wanted to get things done and soon enough, and the other, while very charismatic, left the producer to do some rather boring aspects. I wanted to make games, not be an overseer.
Frankly, I’m not upset at all but it’s kind of an eye-opener in a sense. If I was never here, I’d probably be doing some creative writing at some community college in Manhattan or something of the sort.
Not to harsh the mellow of other producers, but designing games and creating stories were the motivators for me to attend college. While one was realized (I wrote some damn good papers this year), the other was restricted to a simple hobby.
I’ve been through about 5 different people trying to save me from leaving college, and I honestly don’t want to leave at all. It’s just that when it comes to trying to prove yourself, if you have bad grades, you’re going to have a bad time. No one will want to fully believe in you - they want results, not empty-handed promises.
Sure enough, I’m not one to talk considering my performances but what can you do when you realize that your dream was just that - a dream? Someone told me this when I had my aspirations for going to DigiPen, and I suppose it was only eventual that I’d have to learn the hard way - albeit in a different way than one expected.
The last few weeks of this semester will be some of the most tense moments that I’ll have to go through. If this doesn’t end well, then by all means, the dream is over.
And that’s when reality sets in…
