It is difficult,
You know it is hard to let go,
But when you do,
You don’t know what to do.
Confuse, daze, unwanted,
Your breathing uneven,
Clenching your arms,
You have lost.
You stare ahead,
You know you don’t like what you see,
But you can’t help it,
And admit defeat.
What’s next you say,
You look at yourself,
Time to move on,
And sealed your life.
It twirls around the depths of my heart,
Pressured beyond comprehension of control,
A structured phobia of closure,
Lies uncomfortable rage boiling in my heart,
Wanting to let loose this sadness and scream through my heavy lungs
This burden I carry affects everything I am,
No mood, no cause, no path, no wanting,
On deeper end of life,
Like a fall so hard as the wind rushes to me,
I hit the ground feeling harsh, dank and cold
Death is nowhere nearby,
It is not allowed to where I am,
It toils me and it teases me,
The playing is annoying, irritating and unacceptable,
And it comes back again and again
For each day in a week it has been dreadful,
I feel the bottom rises to drag me down,
Nothing of nothing is felt deeply on my end,
The awful of being alone in this matter,
Where the unbearable is continuous to no finale
How much more can one take when the day ends,
It could be weeks or months without a single smile,
This is cruel and difficult as time passes,
To be tortured emotionally that renders my physical existence terribly,
To give up and let go who I am then maybe it will end this for once
I have lost faith in many things and yet still holding on,
My struggle is hard and my life knows that maybe it’s time to yearn,
To give up and let what life there is to stop the suffering,
But my will is threading and letting go my beliefs is what makes me incapable
To what future holds, I will know if I yearn or my will is strong
My writing assignment is poetry. Okay, this will be a hard read (I think) so hope you all can stomach this… but I think most of you won’t understand much is said.
Title:- Final Few Moments
Red, wet that mixes with sweat,
The air was cold and drowns of sound,
Images flicker, hardly able to see but blur,
Numb, drifting and hard to pay attention,
There are sounds around,
Loud and soft,
Drifting in and out,
Only one name was called out loud,
Can’t be move,
Surge of sensation,
Unpleasant and sharp,
Uncomfortable but also fading,
Hard to see, hard to breath,
Trying to catch a breath,
Nothing but wheeze is heard,
Voice is hard, no words are parted,
Look around, it is still a blur,
The pain comes again,
Much sharper but still fading,
Limb and tired, can’t feel any senses,
It’s darker now,
Light leaves and so are the sounds,
Blackness and fading,
Nothing, left and done.
(What you are about to read below is my writing assignment of a story I and a friend of mine I have known for just a few weeks to write something in the blog. What you read here is just one chapter of an unnamed title, a fantasy story that is quite difficult to tackle and yet challenging. If you like what you read here, do drop in some comments about it and I hope you enjoy the story as well)
* choose either Orcs, Goblins or Ghouls, choose either a dungeon, forrest or village and then choose either a romantic, dramatic or poetic… minimum 1000 words or more but like a fantasy novel chapter. Not a short story but like as you read a chapter from a book.*
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The night skies are always beautiful. The stars flicker in the dark, small white specks of wonder that is mysterious glows faintly, unmoved like a stuck dot of nowhere. It is still young as dusk ends its day and the dark rules Morkarnio where nocturnal creatures appear, hiding in the shade at first for just a few minutes before revealing themselves their true form. Where the dark rises, the night creatures are stronger and at their best.
The Orcs are celebrating. Victory was theirs again and their master is pleased. Meat passed around where the dead were once. Dirty scrambles are their snacks and their drinks of green ooze that no human ear has ever heard of were booze to their veins. The song of Morkarnai are rejoicing of unspeakable tongues never heard of in 20 thousand Orcs that lived today in the Battle of Jor-Nai. The humans were defeated and the slaughter of their kind were lesser than the the Battle of Chuk-Tar. The celebration of a feast of victory is at their hands… but one Orc still remains silent. He wasn’t in the celebrating mood nor would he want to feast such delicious foods that were laid in front of him. Thoughts flow deep in Kerr-Tar’s mind of the battle that he faced for many months he had struggle to stay alive. Two nearly killed him, one seriously gave him the scar right across his face in-between his eyes that when he broods, no Orc dare to challenge him. Not even Gar-Gong, the toughest and strongest of all the Orcs in Morkarnio. No, Kerr-Tar is their best… he is the only one that no Orcs ever dare crossed. Only one human have and he was the only surviving one that left a scar on Kerr-Tar’s face. Roland Third Reich, a name he will not forget.
But tonight it isn’t Roland that he isn’t celebrating. It was an Orc that he has put a lot of thought lately. One that will carry on his duty, a tradition he has to abide by the Orcs of Morkarnai. His son, Dak-Torrah.
Hands met in the middle, clenching in cross fingers Kerr-Tar stare where his son is. Tomorrow is Nar-Tor-Ruh, a tradition transition from father to son passing on his leadership to take over Kerr-Tar’s army that he has being leading to victory. He is proud of Dak-Torrah. His skills were fluent as he strikes deep into the enemy’s heart. His ferocious roar is feared by many and his tactics are unquestionable. He is almost flawless when it comes to battle but his weakness was his temper. He can’t focus nor think straight when he is angry. It can almost kill him if he is not careful. But Ker-Tar’s thoughts were the one he feared most about his son – that he can never accept a human peace treaty, one that will stop this war between the Orcs and the humans. A war Kerr-Tar is very tired of. He wants it to end and get back to the way it was before.
During the battle of Jor-Nai, Kerr-Tar met Roland in a secret location. Kerr-Tar and his second-in-command Har-Moa met Roland and his lieutenant. Both were well armed and cautious in case of any unwanted ambush. As Roland stops at 8 feet away from Kerr-Tar whom is waiting for him, his hawk like eyes search through the forest of a slight hint of movement that will give him a reason to draw his sword and kill Kerr-Tar on the spot as he almost did before. A few seconds will do to confirm if there is any ambush laid ahead against Roland.
“What are you waiting for, human? Afraid a trap might spring on you?” – Har-Moa teased with a hissed.
“Watch your tongue, Orc. I will slit that tongue of yours and throw it to the dogs and I will cut your head and hang up high above our flags to show what we do to Orcs with poison tongues!” – Garod said.
“Then what are you waiting for, human? Afraid I might slice you first?” – Har-Moa snicker and draw his dagger as he slides his tongue around it.
Garod was about to draw his sword when Roland stop him, knowing that they are here not of any bloodshed but a talk about a peace treaty between two leaders that has crossed swords a few times. Roland step forward a few feet and with a sigh, he relax his tense muscles as he knows there is no ambush around where he is now and it is safe to confront the enemy in front of him that is also his rival for 2 years.
“Kerr-Tar…”
“Roland, son of the 3rd…”
“Let’s take a walk here between two leaders to discuss matters of today” said Roland as he point towards a path that is slightly downhill where the sound of screams and roars between the Orcs and Humans were fighting in Jor-Nai.
Kerr-Tar grunts and walks side by side with Roland with their backs facing Har-Moa and Garod.
“It’s been a while, Kerr-Tar. How is your family?” said Roland.
“We are not here to talk about my family nor about anything else that is trivial and light-hearted of what you human’s always phrase it as… how is the weather today. Tell me what you want to deliver.”
“You know what I am here for, Kerr-Tar.”
“Yes… a peace truce between the Orcs and the Humans. I doubt it is possible where centuries of our hatred among each other can be called truce easily. Of course, if you were to offer me your gold or land in exchange of peace… I sincerely think you and your ancestors have nothing new to offer me and I am unlike my ancestors that can easily accept your gold or your land. I am unlike any other leader that is easily smitten by both and I am not that easily win over because unlike the previous dumb leaders that always gives in to this war because of offerings, I intent to wipe out your existence.”
“I offer you none of the both.” – Roland stop and look at him unlike Kerr-Tar has seen before a few times. An emotion Kerr-Tar can never quite get from the humans, a seriousness of not war but of something else he does not understand too well.
“What I offer…” Roland pause for a while and then he continues “…was the truth.”
Roland took out a parchment that look centuries old, brittle with yellowish stain and almost to an extent that will crumble if not careful enough in holding. He hand over to Kerr-Tar and again with the same look he has. Kerr-Tar once again, facing him was unsure what that look means even though he had seen before and took the parchment.
He unfolds it and read what was written there. Time stop for Kerr-Tar. He could not believe what he read and stare in bloodlust at his rival. Roland holds his sword on his side, ready if Kerr-Tar were to take a swipe at his face. It might tear his head off and he would stab Kerr-Tar where his heart is. Roland knew his strength isn’t strong but it is worth a chance even if he dies for what is valuable in the parchment.
He could not believe his eyes as he holds the parchment, the words are written in blood that he wanted to crushed it.
“Is this some kind of a joke?” Kerr-Tar’s tone of voice is now heard louder to Har-Moa and Garod, whom both are puzzle of what is going on there.
“I would not share something like this as a joke to you. If it is a joke, I would have tied your son’s neck to this piece of paper –“
Kerr-Tar roars and grabs Roland’s neck and stare straight in his eyes where his scar was visible to him. Garod ran towards Roland as Har-Moa follow suit. His hand around Roland’s neck can be easily crushed. After all, Kerr-Tar is three times bigger than any normal human or Orc.
As Garod getting nearer, Roland lifts his hand and signal Garod to stop.
“Crushed his neck, Durbine. Crushed his life out!” said Har-Moa.
“Shut up or I have you –“
“Enough!”
Kerr-Tar’s faced both of the lieutenants and then he turn his head and faced Roland, stare directly into his eyes, seeing if there is any hint of a lie in what the parchment was written. Again, the same expression and the same emotion Roland shows on his face. Kerr-Tar growls as his face near Roland, eye to eye… face to face.
He let go his hand and Roland drops hard. Kerr-Tar stare down where his rival is, as he raises the parchment and reads it again, flings it aside and walks away.
“Durbine?” question Har-Moa
Kerr-Tar walks away from Roland, away from this secret meeting and away from the parchment that will destroy the whole of Morkarnai. All cultures, all beliefs and all strength of what Orcs will believe in will be a hint of chaos. A history of lies and deceit he believe in that now no longer uphold. Har-Moa would be the first to be crushed, his fighting spirit no longer be part of his body. He knew how loyal Har-Moa would be as he follows Kerr-Tar away from the secret meeting place. And the last thing he heard from Roland was…
“… you cannot run away from the truth!”
The battle is over. The celebration still continues and Dak-Torrah sits next to his father, drinking his liquor and the smell of drunk of victory in his breath.
“Mok-Dai, why are you not celebrating? The humans will be wipeout in a matter of Tor-Rah. There will be none left once I become the leader of Morkarnai by tomorrow. You will see your son… Mok-Dai, your son that will wipe out all humans with these bare hands. I will should you, my proud Mok-Dai… that your son is capable and you will be proud of me. I will show you… me… how I will make mankind no longer exist!”
Kerr-Tar stayed quiet as he broods where he sits while the celebration is still going.
Dak-Torrah stare at his father for a while, and just with a wave of his hand stood up and walks away in a drunken stupor. Singing and waving his hands with green ooze flowing out of the bottle, he ran dance a bit with his comrades before he collapse on the floor and sleeps the night away.
As he sits still, Kerr-Tar watches the flames dances in the dark where the flesh of a human was cooked for the hungry Orcs to eat. Kerr-Tar’s stomach quench. The madness of the Orcs that dances and roars of humans being tortured can be heard a far. Somewhere deeper, human prisoners were heard. Moans of death are filled on ground where laughter of Orcs filled above the beautiful night sky. It’s cold tonight but it doesn’t mean much to Kerr-Tar. No, he never knew the night sky will be beautiful because he doesn’t understand much of it like any human does say. What is so beautiful about the night sky when what he read in the parchment is what will destroy Morkarnai? Written in blood, darken of words of two races that fought centuries long that all that has been was a lie. A war fought between where history has deceived them with an illusion they believe in. A single piece of paper centuries old… that holds the key of Morkarnio and the real actual name that was never heard of… Earth.
Kerr-Tar sits still with his fingers crossed against each other. The battle of Jor-Nai was victorious today… but tomorrow, there maybe no battle that will be victorious. Tomorrow is Nar-Tor-Ruh… and tomorrow, he will kill his son.
Have you ever wonder how writers create characters in their stories, one that can be enticed with depth, personality, appearance, background and conflict of interest? Well, it is not easy for one thing and for another, it isn’t hard if you focus on the character of interest. Defining the character can be as 2 dimensional or 3. 2 dimensional characters are quite easy but creating a 3 dimensional character might take a little bit more time to define how you want your character to be. For instance of a 2 dimensonal character:-
“Darrick Montana is just an average ordinary person, short hair with average built body and has a love of eating ice cream because he likes to. He’s the sort that likes to take a walk in the park, enjoying the breeze of the wind and like to sight-seeing places. By night, he loves to dance his night life away with friends and also would love to pick up some girls along the way. Basically, Darrick enjoy his life at the moment because this is what he likes to do everyday”.
Well, boring right? That’s what 2 dimensional fictional characters are. It’s easy to create and it’s easy to just explain it. Those are considered supporting characters that people don’t care about. I mean, usually we don’t care because they are there to support the main character, which is a 3 dimensional type that boost up the depth of what we know about the character we pay most attention to. Here’s a 3 dimentional character description:-
“Jonathan Starmores is 31 and has a history of violence. He was in a group called “The Morlocks”, a group of gangsters that they operate in New York City and he is their body bagger. His friend, Darrick, let’s him know certain locations of where to hide bodies his employer kills. He has a “I hate you buggers” tattoo on his right arm and he limbs with his left leg, an old injury his father used to beat him. From a broken down family, he does learn the true values of family from his uncle but it is difficult to be brought up as a gentleman while he has a hot temper, just like his dad. He doesn’t have any hobbies because he thinks hobbies are for sissies and he dislike guns. He smirks whenever trouble is around the corner and when it comes to brute force, just watch out his left hook.”
Now what you have read so far is the 3 dimensional character that has a history background, what he does, a small fraction of his personality that can be push through but still, not much of a character that can pull readers to be interested in his character. If you add one more line to this character like:-
“He loves broadway musical shows but he doesn’t tell people of his interest because in his business, nobody likes a sissy”.
That gives you an indepth 3 dimensional character that makes you think… hmmm, what makes this guy unique and want to find out more about him. With questions that will sprung up from your mind, you want to know more of Jonathan than Darrick because Jonathan is much more interesting. So when creating a 3 dimentional fictional character, you have to create a character that is based on:-
1). Experience
2). Experience of others
3). Research of true accounts of someone’s life
Knowing all three of them, it is what makes creating a fictional character as real as possible and creates a someone that will make you want to know more about him than anything else. I hope this blog of explaining how to create a fictional character is helpful to you. Here’s one example of mine:-
“Michael Johansen has just turn 40. Single, living alone in his apartment at 2nd street of New Jersey was his ideal place to be unlike in Texas, which to him is nothing more of cattle and horses. He has a problem of approaching people, one that he lacks of any self confidence in himself because he doesn’t have any friends to support him. His loves to watch TV a lot, doesn’t read any books but magazines and he commutes in a train every day for his work. He is an accountant at Strauss & Morgan for 18 years, never promoted. His parents passed away recently and he is all alone now. Lonely and sometimes feeling quite unhappy, he hopes to find someone he can truly love that will make him happy, one he will require sometime for the day to come, in hope that it will”.
I hope you enjoy reading this blog. 
We all heard of this phrase before widely spoken by many pet owners, movies, radio broadcasting and televisions. You also heard it through friends. They can be small to hold and hug, medium to play and guard and large to run and exercise with. But one thing for sure… they do understand us.
I am talking about dogs in general. They are creatures with hair all over and some that don’t. They wag their tails with glee and happiness and sometimes runs towards the owners and give them a nice pawn and a slop of drool all over them. Most of all, they know how to protect and serve in their own way. No matter small or big, Dogs are one of the most fascinating creatures that many parents, couples or singles adopt.
Still, there are some owners that don’t understand dog’s communication. Well, I don’t blame them that they don’t. Most dogs communicate with their eyes, their body language and definitely their barks. I have two dogs of my own and in their own way, they communicate well that I do understand. I have a Shih Zhu and a Mini Schnauzer. My Shih Zhu (named Touche) is 11 years old and my Mini Schnauzer (named Hauptman a.k.a. D.D.) is 4. Both dogs have different characteristics. Both are naughty in their own different way. Both also drive me crazy. Chuckle.
On the one hand, they know how to communicate with me and my parents. Dogs have these understanding if they observe the owner’s body language and speech, they are able to understand our ways. If we praise them, they know they are being praised. If we warn them, they know they have done wrong. Well, sometimes they needed more than just praise and be warn. But it is not just praises and warnings are the only two things… closure with them day in and day out as they grow they become one as part of the family. When they become part of the family, they too become our shoulder to cry on. They share our happiness and our sadness together. Our anger and our playful moods. And most of all… they also share our memories together.
As a blogger for this post, I am sure while you read you will know it all of what I am trying to say here. The truth is, I am not well express when it comes to how writers write about Dogs. But there are those who truly understand dog’s emotions and feelings and how they express their emotionals to the owners - their real communicate throw their eyes, body language and their barks. Here are two recommended watch (if you can get your hands on them it would be great); one an episode of Futurama and the other a Japanese movie called Inu no eiga (2005)… or also known as “All About My Dog” that would definitely make you understand better… in a dog’s point of view:-
1). Futurama Season 4 Episode #7 “Jurassic Bark”
2). Inu no eiga (2005)/All About My Dog’s “Say, Marimo”
Another Japanese movie worth watching is “Quill”. It is not as good as the above mention but in someways, it is a representation that can be serve as an introduction to these two . If you can find any of the above mention, I believe as a dog owner or soon-to-be… you will not see them as pets but as part of a family member.
Man’s best friend is truly ring true… So when you do own a dog, look at him or her… try to understand their expressions… and they will tell you something of how they feel towards you.
p/s: For those who prefer to read, try pick up Marley & Me by John Grogan.
What can I say… the things I want to do at the moment is been push back to next year… why? I guess right now I needed a holiday. One that I can just relax, do the things I want and enjoy life as it is. Well, let’s see what’s happening to me that affects me based upon what I am surrounded by:-
1). Politics of Malaysia - The Drama No Hollywood Can Touch…
- I never enjoy reading or putting myself into this topic. Nor would I like to enjoy to discuss about it. But then, things happen. Almost every day there is something new to report. Whether it’s the local newspaper or web newsportal, there is bound to be something to read about and sadly, it does affect me tremendously seeing how almost everything that relates to money goes up in price.
Life as it is, I hear lots of complains from the common "rakyat’ (citizens) that walks about in all aspects of life. But much worst we read a lot of politicking, frame-ups, street protest, politicians back stabbing, new unexpected evidence turning up and disbelief among the people we are so compel to feel secure about, just crash my day in so many ways… that I have no choice but to keep reading as it will affect me economically and politically.
So it’s the 3rd quarter of this year… what’s next? Well, I just sit and wait and see what happens… just hoping the outcome is good and then, at least… we the common people of Malaysia can breathe a little better with our income still good in what we work hard for without paying too much on ridiculous prices.
2). Sony Playstation 3 Had Me At Hello
- Ever since I sold off XBox 360, I have been playing way too much on my PS3. Seriously, games don’t come cheap but then it is another form of entertainment that keeps me going at the most. I enjoy playing games, more on getting myself into what is almost like as if I am into it. Of course, it’s just a game… but then, you can even put your face on a custom made character (see pic below) and then run around like a mad fellow start hunting terrorist or your opposition fellow gamers. Of course, there are not always times I go for violence but put on my thinking cap and start strategizing where my nation will be the most powerful in the world… okay, okay, another dominating sort of game. But once a while, I like to be helpless too eg. Siren: New Translation. This horror adventure game totally puts me in the character’s situation and finding out how to get point A to point B without getting myself killed.
Yes, PS3 is what I have been putting my time there but only when I have nothing much to do. So you can say Sony had me… and yeah, the games are damn expensive too.
3). Drinking Buddies? Not Those Alcohol Types
- Well, I have been hanging out with my friends… yes, now I have more than ever. Always get phone calls once a while and there’s a "yumchar" (literally translated drink tea for Chinese; but in truth it’s let’s get out and drink) session once a week… at least. Recently, met up with my school buddies we have not seen in 15 years. And when we get together, only a handful stay on keeping in touch. Sad when that happens… but that’s another group of friends I’ve got.
Actually, I think I have way too many friends… which is good. But I just hope I can accomodate them instead of neglect them. Sometimes I did do neglect some… that’s partly my fault too. But then, life that is this busy… well, we tend to make mistakes a bit. But I will always try to amend that mistake.
4). The Dark Knight change my life… well, not really.
- Summer movies… here we go again. Yes, I love movies a lot and the most part it just takes me away to another place. Well, actually I enjoy movies because I love a good story. For a writer like me (not much because I’m the notorious type - so actually I can’t say I’m a full time writer), I always hunt for a good story. And this year, The Dark Knight seriously got my attention next to Iron Man. I wish there are movies like these… but then, Hollywood and Hong Kong movie studios always disappoint me a lot.
I have not been watching free movies as well… but now I can. Got some good free movie vouchers to watch… but now, I always watch alone as no one really enjoy watching movies like me. I basically watch anything… as long there is a good script and if it’s a known one, I might give it a miss. But with the economic situation of today, I have to tone it down a bit in watching good films… so if those I have miss I might want to pick up an original DVD or BD (Blu-Ray) to watch the films I want that I am sure worth spending upon.
5). I have a hole in my pocket… but sometimes life surprises me
- Yes, every month end I am dead broke. When I say dead broke means… dead broke. I paid all my dues every month and my dues make me broke. Hence, I have not much money for myself to eat. But I was lucky. Once a while there are some things I sell online and people do buy from me from time to time. I do have those worries… serious worries that would prevent me from eating good food or even driving. But as I said before… I was lucky.
Once a month at least I was lucky to get side income and those side income I use to buy food or petrol. Sometimes I am more lucky to get extra cash and hence put in for some games/DVDs/BDs or going to a cinema or hang out with my friends to drink. So luck does play it’s place here. And so far… I manage to get it through my day/week/month.
By next year, I am financially free - by next year sins of the past of another person will be gone with two less problem. Another 2 more years… I should be able to smile even more. Until then… my main objective would be to survive this year and beat the devil to it.
6). Lonesome Dove - not the TV Series
- Yup, being single have it’s advantages. But also the disadvantages can be sad. Well, I got most of the things in the world… the only thing I don’t is to find someone I can speak my mind of… which is hard. Harder if you can’t find someone after so many relationships in one’s life you can settle down with one. The four years I’ve got thought would be the one. Betrayed, trust and harm had happened last year. Emotionally, I almost break. What surprises me is… I have the support of my friends, and I too became headstrong.
I was pointed out my flaws too. What I thought myself were, is no longer significant… although at times, I am very active on that part. But knowing my flaws that was pointed out, no longer I find it important that it should be part of my life but it might pose a problem to the opposite sex. After all, I did say "something" that I will never find another before…
Still, what’s important now as it is… live my life whatever that comes to me and gradually, I can live with this on stronger terms.
So that’s it. This is what I have been up to… lately. Should not even talk about me in friendster… chuckle. Well, back to you in a couple of days/weeks/a month maybe?
NOTE:
- Please Read Part 1 first then Part 2 to enjoy the 3 part chapter. Thank you.
It’s 6
in the evening, my hands are itchy. As I look on, it’s time to undress her
again. Slowly, gently… I put her out of her coat. My hands slip in, parted her
thin white clothe and I was able to see her the way I have never look before.
She was embarrassed, I smile and with a little smirk, my fingers touch her. Her
surface was a wonder that excites me, lush and with a soft faint from her, a
moan.
I take
my time to place her where she’s suppose to be, hook her up well that
essentially turns her on. And as she lights up, I remain silent and her first
word was – Playstation.
What
can I say that this black beauty is a wonder of wonders. Playstation 3 has
shown it’s potential in may features you will never expect. For one, it has
certain features similar to Playstation Portable. For another, it has
everything that you need that has lots of benefits from it. Here is the list of
what you gain from a PS3:-
1). It
runs very well in Blue Tooth
2).
You can hook up your PSP to PS3, and also now able to play PS & PS2 games
(since it’s an Asian console, only console version are playable except PS3
games, which is Region Free)
3). Don’t need to always buy official Sony products that is expensive.
4). It
has Blu Ray player
5).
Internet Browser able (runs quite alright)
6).
Playstation Store is fun and user friendly (now better looking too)
7).
Playing online is free!
8).
HDMI able – all you need is just the cable
9).
You can utilize USB port fully (whether it’s Pendrive, keyboard or mouse)
10).
Headsets are Blue Tooth capable
11).
Downloads are much faster compare to Xbox 360
12). A
whole lot of fun (since everything is in HD)
There
are some bad points:-
1).
The wireless controller is very light!
2).
Each new game you bought, you need to install it in and it takes quite a long
time to finish (at most is 15 minutes!)
3).
Although the Blu Ray player is Region Free, DVD player itself is Region Lock
4).
Don’t ever get any dust on the surface, you clean it and it scratches easily
My Black Beauty - Playstation 3
The accessories for Playstation 3 (wireless SinAxis controller, DualShock 3, Blu Ray Playstation 3 Remote Controller & Playstation Eye Camera), one Blade Runner (5 Disc Ultimate Collection Blu Ray), and two games (Grand Theft Auto 4 & Dark Sector)
I
spend quite a long time with PS3 and played Dark Sector, which is rather fun.
Test out everything on PS3 (not entirely) and I find my black beauty is a
console I should have invested a long time ago instead of Xbox 360. Yes, I will
miss Gears of War 2 for sure, but then… what will PS3 unveil remains to be
seen. I’m sure, they will return with more firepower than before and when that
happens, I will be there to stay and laugh it out.
My
second marriage… and so far, it’s been good.
NOTE:-
Please Read Part 1 first to enjoy the 3 part chapter. Thank you.
It was
3pm when I stop by to ask for her. There she was, hiding among 2 other black
cuteys and 1 white pretty gal. But my black beauty was just shy and when he
shows her to me… I was… breathless.
Well,
not really. After all, I have been expecting her for a long time. As she
undresses, a bright light blinds me and with such anticipation, I manage to
look and be awe the shape of her body. Yes, she is gutsy and beautiful in many
ways that I would consider her… shapely.
Well…
a Playstation 3 it is shapely and shiny in one sense. Chuckle.
After
I had sold all my games and accessories of my Xbox 360, I manage on the same
day bought a PS3 (short for Playstation 3). I believe I spent more than an hour
over at Gamer’s Hideout, a retail shop that deals with original games at Cathay
Cineleisure Mall, situated in Damansara Mutiara just to update and test my
machine. While my console was doing some test runs, I went over to a DVD shop
that sells Blu Ray and bought myself Blade Runner 5 Disc Ultimate Collection.
Back again, it’s still updating. So I try out one of the finest games of PS3 –
Rock Band. Seriously, this game rocks (although I hate the guitar controller)
and will require 3 other friends to play with (one to sing, one to play the
second guitar and one to play the drums). Of course, the option of playing
online is there too and it’s fun. The only problem would be the cost – it’s
super expensive!
Ah, my
console is done updating and some test runs. What’s next? Buying the
accessories I require – a DualShock 3 SinAxis Wireless Controller, a
Playstation Eye Camera, a Playstation 3 Blu Ray remote and 1 HDMI Cable. Next,
would be the games I want to start of with.
I
manage to pick up Grand Theft Auto 4 (one of the rarest games ever to reach 10
out of 10 in rating and now the biggest bestseller since Halo 3) and Dark
Sector. I wanted to try out Resistance but was put off by some other gamer,
telling me it’s not the game I should start of with. So with that in hand,
happy with all the selected games I have bought so far… I finally made my vows
to the priest and got my shotgun marriage!
So
without further ado, no wedding dinners and jump straight to bed – I unveil my
black beauty… and the things I do to her… well, that would be in Part 3. Read
on… 
It was
1 year 5 months ago I married my first next generation. Before then, we were
just dating for a while, courting each other and teasing from a far. Three
months ago, not long before that we argue. It was a huge disappointment and
after we work things out, in the end it never work out at all. I hold on so
long just hope, there is a glimpse of light that she and I can stay together
forever but I knew it was never meant to be. I finally do the worst thing
possible – asking for divorce.
Oh Duncan is married?!?” Chuckle. Of course I am not. I am just saying goodbye to my
wait, you are asking “since when
first next generation – Microsoft’s Xbox 360.
Yes,
it died in me. Well, the console did not die… just yet. It’s just not working
too well. All thanks to Microsoft and the ironic part is – it’s not even 3ROD
(better known as 3 Ring of Death). For those who do not know what it means,
3ROD is a term of hardware failure. Means there is no point reviving, no point
saving… a silent death cry. In other words – kaput.
But my
unit was not kaput – it was barely hanging. Mine was a System Error E 74 – an error that
is rare among Xbox 360 owners around the world. In another term, it’s 1ROD. The
red light indicator is telling me that my Anatech chip (Audio Visual Chip) is
not working because of accumulation of heat that it made the chip too hot and
my fan isn’t working too well to cool it down. Hence, the audio and visual
display is not working properly. This was since last March I sent my unit for
repairs, a month later it was working again. But a month later nearly end of
April, I faced the same problem. It’s been 2 weeks since I sent it for repairs
and I have yet to hear anything so far except impending doom.
I sat
down and think – should I keep on continuing holding on to a console that since
at the beginning already have so much problems that Microsoft have yet to
perfect it? My investment on purchased games, download patches and add-ons and
maps, my display themes and avatars, favorite movie trailers and music I download
to, the Microsoft online money I purchase to download stuff, the thousand of
hours I have spent on playing and work it up so hard to reach 15, 089 Gamer
Score, an achievement I am so proud of in my period of playing and the monthly
online subscription that I paid to use their services for email messages, chat
and able to play multiplayer function online. Not to mention, 54 friends I have
made… 1/3 of them I hardly play but 2/3s of them at a good run of games like
Gears of War, Rainbow Six Vegas 1 & 2 and lots more. All the memories –
good and bad from it – I have kept with it. A good run indeed in 2007 that made
me happy and at times, made me sad too. Not to mention, a bad break that came
from it.
And
just like that… it’s gone in a blink of an eye based on one decision – my
decision. I have to let it all go.
Now,
questionnaire time:-
Do I
feel sad?
- Yes
a little.
Do I
feel I am going to miss a lot of current and upcoming games for 360?
- Hell
yes.
Will I
miss my achievement whoring days?
- Of
course (I was aiming to brag my 20k this year even).
Will I
miss my friends from 360?
-
Definitely of course.
In the
end, will you miss sorely of your 360?
- Yes
(but definitely not for a long term)
The Limited Edition XBox 360 Premium Pack that comes with one extra wireless controller and Dead or Alive 4 game
Some of the games I have invested and played… now all sold.
With
what I had decided and what I am going to do next, at least it is not at all a
lost cause. I manage to sell off all my games and accessories at a price I have
no choice but to slash. At least 1/3 of its original price at its loss. But
with the money I earn back, I recently met someone… beautiful. She’s bigger, gutsier
and the beauty of it all – she’s black. And shiny smooth that when you run your
finger on the surface, you will know how what inner beauty means. Who am I
talking about? Well… read on in the second part.
