Infrequency of Posting

Well.. looks like it's gone a month without anyone posting...
Unfortunate. Looks like I'm going to have to start daily beatings until morale improves.
But anyway, I hope that by the end of this coming week to have something new for you guys to devour.

By the by.. if anyone sees Caveman or Admiral.. give 'em a swift kick in the ass for me.

- Rev

Final Fantasy XII Meets Return of the Jedi

I was flipping through YouTube the other day and I found something rather stark in comparison. Final Fantasy XII. Which was made by the Video Game Publisher, Square Enix. And I noticed a stark similarity to Star Wars in many aspects, especially with the battle of Rabanastre at the end of the game.
When Marquis Ondore says "May fortune Favor us all." I thought. "Hmm... odd... sounds like Admiral Ackbar when he says. 'May the force be with us.' Odd, no? Anyways, I noticed there were more odd contrasts in the game, the vast setting, epic airship battles, and I also noted that the Sky Fortress Bahamut was rather reminiscent of the Death Star.
I shall leave you all to ponder this. But I firmly believe, and I shall state in my own words. "Final Fantasy XII is a blatant Star Wars ripoff... see for yourself."

- ADM. McGregor

Does Anyone Else Have the Feeling...

So, I was watching some one play Halo Two right after I watched Live Free or Die Hard, and I couldn’t help but notice that there was a comparison of almost eerie proportions, that go on between the two. In Live Free or die hard, there are copious amounts of explosions, as there are in Halo, Master Chiefs Mission in the Halo series is to save the Human race, as is John McClain’s in Live Free or Die Hard.

Both have a story line that seem to be there for nothing other than a garnish to hide the other wise uninteresting cultivation of explosions, beautifully choreographed action sequences, cute leading ladies, and the veritable underdog taking down a foe of seemingly unstoppable resources.

Throw into this a blaze of gunfire and awesome vehicles and it leads me to believe that when they do produce the Movie Version of Halo, if Bruce Willis is cast as Master Chief, it will be the perfect end to a vicious cycle. You’d have a series of movies that Bruce Willis stared in, that were decent at best, with video game series related to them or rather just the opposite.

A prime example is when Master Chief jumps out of the space ship in the first game, as he plummets threw the vacuum of space and towards earth, who amongst us has not had the urge to scream at the top of our lungs, in sequence with the screen on the television,“YIPPY KIYAY MOTHER ****er’s”? That’s all I have to say about this subject, make up your own minds.

Captain Caveman Out.

The War of 2012 Pt. 2

((Apologies everyone. A evil computer and holidays have led to the lateness of this post. But here's 2012 Pt.2 - Rev))

By: Capt. Caveman

Cont. From: Nov. 2007

My mind returned to the current, my heart beating fast and hard as the vision of battle returned to my now aware mind. I looked at Erica with a sudden almost auto piloted mind set. “I’m here lets go.” She looked to me, moving some of her red hair out of her eyes for a moment. “You ready for this Marshall?” I simply nodded and hoisted my self up, pushing off the ground with my M1 assault rifle’s butt plate. “I think the field hospital is over this way. We should see what good we can do on the way there.” Erica said starting to lead me towards the location that was designated as a fall back for the hospital. “There are a lot of wounded, looks like our work will be cut out for us, don’t you think?” She just glanced back and nodded at me as we made our way. One soldier was a united states marine, and probably considered to be a threat. Though he had a wound that was really quite bad, the greater part of his upper arm was missing, and he was loosing blood at a frightful rate.

Just then a series of bullets streaked down on the ground in front of us, almost hitting said soldier. I thought he was dead for sure, until he groaned in protest. I scampered over and gripped his radio. “I’m going to make sure you get home alive grunt.” I told him and looked up seeing A-10 wart hog. I spoke quickly into the microphone. “This is Hospital Steward John Marshall with the Rebel forces Hospital Core. I am attempting to contact the United States Airforce A10 warthog Pilot flying an assault mission over the battle field just south of Alpena Michigan. You are directing fire on a position with wounded friendly units. I am attempting to move one of those units to our field hospital. I am blowing smoke in that location.”

As I grabbed one of those smokes from the Marine, a voice crackled to life over the radio. “This is Captain Daniel Boomer. I see your smoke and need to have some proof that the marine is alive.” I groaned a bit. “He’s missing a good chunk of his right arm. There are a couple of dead medics near him. I’ll try to get him to talk though ma’am.” I gently nudged the marines other arm and shifted his weight. “Marine I need you to talk so this fly girl doesn’t kill us all.” The marine gave a few garbled words, including his rank and unit. “Alright medic, I’ll stave my assault and forward notice that we have friendly units down in that area. Take care of our boy as best you can.” “Copy that ma’am. Thank you very much. Steward Marshall out.” Erica and I quickly moved the marine to the field hospital and our actions that day saved at least one life.

TBC.

Cyber Punk Fans Rejoice!

....Or Maybe Not...

Yet another video game has been made into yet another film. This author shudders at the thought of a game be it computer, console or otherwise turned movie. It's almost always a excuse for a canned plotline.

My first question is... Cyberpunk fans... should we be rejoicing.. or should there be a collective shudder at the movie 'Hitman'?

The trailer opens with the facts and what sounds like a very promising Cyberpunk idea. A man breed from the worlds most dangerous men/killers and raised by a denounced faction of the church. All throughout this you begin to hear strains of 'Ave Maria' one of the most well known Hymns and Operettic pieces of music. Yet it strikes a total and utter discord once you begin to see nothing more than explosions, excuses to shoot people and to have what's hinted at gratuitous sex.

Now I don't mind sex in a movie honest! But when there's nothing about it furthering the plot.. then why is it there?

Also.. is 'Hitman' just an excuse to blow things up yet again? You be the judge.

Hitman Running Time 1hr 40mins
Rated R
Action/Thriller

The War of 2012

The War of 2012
By- Cpt. Caveman

As I slowly walked down the star lit path, making my way towards an inviting distant voice that called to me, from the darkness, it occurred to me that I didn't know what I was walking towards. The slowly creeping light, disappearing into the distance behind me, as I continued unaware of the dangers all around me. The sudden whistle and shaking of earth made me question my own sanity, as soon as it occurred and then a voice beckoned me back to reality. Laying on my back in my uniform, I looked up at the beautiful red haired woman who for a moment I must admit I forgot who it was. "John, john are you with me buddy." Erica asked in a worried tone. We were friends ages before the rebellion started. Every one said if another civil war broke out, the only battlefields it would ever see was in the courts. This one was not so clear cut as the last. North and South all had people on both sides.

It is only now that I realize that I have committed a grievous error. I have started the story near the middle, but that is not where any story should start. The year was 2012, and the continually downward spiral of the governments obedience towards the demands of the constitution, had weighed heavy on the hearts of those who believed in it. The government would make a religiously based law, and we would cry foul, and our views would be dismissed as simply the whining of a very few 'liberal' voices. Finally the pot boiled over, the second American civil war had begun. In truth it did start where it was suspected it would have. It was formed in the courts, as an attempt to force the hands of the government to discontinue the writing of religiously based laws.

The courts came back with a judgment that was detrimental to the matter, stating that it was the duty of the public to be informed about those they elect into the government , and that they should also be forced to study the things their government votes on, how ever the government should not be forced to inform the general public about the means to research the votes that they hold to pass new bills, laws, and so on. It didn't take long at all for the first regiments; formed of every thing of those who wished to have freedoms of marriage, regardless of their sexual orientation, to pagans who were afraid that their religious freedom's maybe the next to become under fire. There were even quite a few hard core Christians who were also extremely loyal to the Constitution, and felt that IT was under fire.

The resistance developed in cells. There was no borders to define the location of any given unit. Erica and I wound up by chance in the resistance when the government placed our town under martial law. I was visiting her at the time, and because we were two people of a particular sect meeting, at length, we were accused of conspiracy of governmental insubordination. They were ready to shoot us right then and there, Lucky for us the Rebellion forces were near by and rescued us. From then on we were on the move.
We stopped long enough at my home in Northern Michigan to gather my two weapons of the same caliber. It was conveniently 30.06, the same ammo type our particular unit was using for the most part.

I also provided the resistance unit with my "holocaust survival vehicle." I had designed it for the events I was certain would follow. It was designed with an angled bullet resistant hull, semi floatation capacity, semi pneumatic tires, the ability to be out fitted with treads, two tons of towing capacity; which was all ready loaded into its custom trailer; and two tons carry on capacity. It had room for 10 people, it was heated with a wood burning stove, the back had two bunk beds on both sides and one bed on the back. This way the occupants were 'hot bunking' five sleeping while five were on shift driving and navigating.
My design was liked so much for its practicality, and easy operation that 9 more were created. This mechanized the unit. It didn't take long before we had set up a base camp, five from each vehicle bunking down, while the other five either stood guard duty, gathered supplies, did recon, or strategies. What we thought would be a short stop with some friends who saved us has turned into a five year odyssey More of the story will be in store, in days to come, but for now you understand its origins.

Total Randomness Pt. 1

By - Cpt. Caveman







For those of you whom are the completely uninitiated to my totally random stories, I will give you a brief description here of what they are. They are quite literally what the title entails. Totally, Random, stories. I pop on some music, ( Usually classical ) and start to typing. When the song I'm listening to ends, I either choose to finish the story there, or move on to the next one. Today I've chosen songs that come from the pirates of the Caribbean 2 sound track.

I was born on a sunny day, as the rain was falling and the lightning flashed out side the window. Thunder clashed, and torrent clouds shaped like one of those Bugles snack foods swirled near my house; tossing into the air within it's torrent projectiles of all shapes and sizes. I have long sense wondered why the day that I was born was such an anomaly, maybe it is because I my self am quite an anomaly. One may never know. Thinking about such things make me reflect on the works of Nostradamus, and his life. One could only at that time think the man a witch.

It was a very dangerous time in the world to be accused of being as such, a witch. The Inquisition was out and about you see. Why did such a brutal fare go so far in its ill conceiving? Because, "No one suspects the Spanish Inquisition." I did, and while I could have been born during that time, I said to my guardian spirits, "no thanks I'll avoid the plague and the raise of the Catholics, as the major world power." They decided to have a sense of humor and have me be born as that poor old man in Salem Mass, who was crushed during the Witch trials.

This is my great new adventure though, I have survived the Civil war, Spanish American war, World wars one and two and Vietnam spiritually, only to be born in a period of time where the flying spaghetti Monster has opted to thrust forth his noodle appendages to the burners and kick the stove top of the Galaxy on high, to boil his earthly pot and its inhabitants until it is an undefined mush, just to start over again from scratch.

So that's it people, like so much discarded over cooked mac and cheese that has become stable, god who ever you think he is has completely wiped his finger prints from this self perpetuating train wreck that we call a planet, and society, and he's waiting for us to turn our selves into an over cooked gelatinous mass in the boiling water that is our earthly pot. So my Advice to you is sit back, pop some popcorn, and enjoy the show that is the end of the world as we know it.