A Question About PC Gaming

Recently I sat and played a game I’ve had since getting Steam, but noticed something. Before when playing Crysis 2, I’d engage enemies, but through half the game, I would be afraid to fight them, opting to cloak and sneak past. A week ago, my game data became corrupted somehow, forcing me to restart from scratch. You could say I was more than upset, yes, but when replaying the game, it came clear that I was more engaged, meaning I was not sneaking by people as much. Sure, if there were more people or aliens around guarding a spot than I could handle, cloaking was the only option.




Must say, the way the game was played this time reminded me of how I played in the Resistance series (for PS3. Pic above). Last Summer, a Crysis 2 walk through was started, but never completed because I felt like something was lacking. Now, well that part is back and I’d like to know if some of you would like to watch me play that game?


Novel Progress (Edited)

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I fixed what errors that popped out after posting this Wednesday, please enjoy this fixed version. 🙂


Starcross Love:


Author’s Note: Blackrose and the characters herein aren’t based on anyone living or dead, (or undead). Furthermore, this fiction is not based on actual events, if they are, it is purely accidental. I retain all rights to the characters and work. Any recreation without consent is PROHIBITED!

Rated Mature: For violence/gore, language, and adult themes. So if you object, turn away now!

Having this crimson furred double of Blackrose staring at them, preening it’s arm fur so carefully put the vampire cat and Fujiko beside themselves, making the two on edge, but Blackrose more so. She didn’t need to guess what this entity was or what it wanted to do, the look in her double’s eye told her as much, forcing a cat like demonic howl from her as, “I won’t let you harm him!” fell from her lips while she got on all fours, running and jumping to attack this copy, but it caught her arm. While there seemingly trapped, it wasn’t lost on Blackrose that she could get free, she knew she could get away by shadow stepping, that wasn’t her plan. No, her plan was to study this copy and find out what her senses told her were true, which prompted Blackrose to roar as she threw a dark energy spire in the crimson cat’s face and jumped away.

Watching the vampire cat she once spurred as a friend fight this counterpart with her full power, Fujiko could see the change in Blackrose from centuries ago. True, though one of the undead and fighting with her full power at her disposal, being in love with a man who brought this out in her amazed the feline blacksmith, letting, “Suzu, my teacher’s son, Xavior warmed Blackrose’s heart?” work through her mind as a smile formed. After the vampire cat finished her flurry, an attack that did nothing and saw her land on all fours, it became apparent this evil entity wasn’t anything that would be taken down by “normal” means, having Fujiko step forward with her friend.

As it licked it’s fur, the vampire’s counterpart saw the two approach, allowing it to get a smugness about it. While staring at the felines, trying to debate whether to battle them here or attack the one weakness the one who cast her aside for first, an idea filling the crimson furred cat with perverse bliss. There was no doubt Blackrose’s evil enjoyed the image of Xavior, the man who she herself was hired to kill, but let love for him change her, an idea giving the entity a headache. Something about seeing the human’s blood on her claws and sword excited, the double, as if it got stronger, prompting, “I’m going to go after him myself and do what you couldn’t, no wouldn’t, kill him!” out of its mouth in a much more darker tone than the one who shed it before disappearing into a red mist.

Hoping to get to the entity before her counterpart dissolved, Blackrose roared, summoning an energy spire to her hand and threw it, missing her dark double by seconds. She didn’t need to guess her evil meant Xavior, letting, “Fujiko, stay and see what his sword might do, I’m going after my twin!” fall from the feline vampire’s lips in anger, anger at herself because she let Alucard, her Sire influence her darkness through the generations, causing this embodiment to exist. While a shadow overtook her into it, Blackrose took to the night, jumping from tree to tree like a cat would, off to the one place she knew this entity would be, the tomb of Xavior’s mother, having the feline shadow step faster.

As she watched the vampire vanish, the blacksmith had a lot of things going through her mind, driving her to sit on all fours and scratch her fur. Once done, she sheathed her blade, walking into her forge, in front of the cocooned Kahimoto while, “How will I know when it’s ready?” came out of her mouth, but what really worried the woman was the fact that she didn’t know if the newly infused sword spirit would help or hurt Xavior, and that alone made her light brown fur stand up. Oh, Fujiko would train with her master’s son so he could get use to the now half demonic blade and the weight it now most likely had, it went without saying, she didn’t know how the sword’s spirit force might act towards him.

As Xavior sat cross legged deep in thought, attempting to come to grips with killing his own sister, an act the man felt off about, something, perhaps a heaviness or the way shadows played on the tomb walls made Blackrose’s mate slowly stand. Scanning the area with his eyes, it couldn’t be denied he knew when the cat vampire was around, though he was still trying to get his head around Blackrose becoming good, but this felt much much more darker, having Xavior go for his sword, just remembering it wasn’t there, triggering an, “Ah shit…” from his lips while getting into his fighting stance. Every part of him could be heard telling the man this had risk written all over it, he knew this, yet, Xavior had no choice, other than Cerberus, the Guardian Spirit from Dracula’s castle, which, if needed, he’d use.

Still looking at the wall at the far end of his mother’s resting place, a figure of a feline started forming on it, making the question, “Is she back already?” come to the front of the warrior’s mind, but when he saw what stepped out of the shadow, he knew this battle just might be one he may not be one he would walk away from. “Woah, love the blood red hair and fur ya have going on! What are you, cause I know who you look like, but you aren’t her!” came out sternly as he looked in its eye, watching for any hint of an attack plan. Keeping an eye on the entity, something his mother Suzu said about evil began ringing in the Izurian warrior’s ear, something about some evil being so full of hate for something or someone, it splits off from the host and tracks the person itself, making Xavior chilly with what maybe fear.

“You are correct human, I’m the evil side of that weak kitten of yours, the side she tossed aside. You can call me Bloodrose! I’ll do what Blackrose’s too weak to do, kill you!” spilled from the double’s mouth so easily as it found joy knowing the man could die by her hand, driving it to attack. Using otherworldly speed, no doubt shared with the vampire it called a kitten, the counterpart went after the man, but though smirking, knowing a couple blows were landing, shock couldn’t keep away from Bloodrose’s face when it saw Xavior block one or two, making the entity madder. Pressing the attack, it knew how to injury the warrior, a way to mark him with a brand, prompting the vampire’s twin to use it’s paw and claw the man, leaving claw marks under Xavior’s left eye, causing a scream of great pain to explode from his mouth. Hearing the man screams and seeing him hold a hand over the area made the evil entity lick its claws happily before going in for the kill.

Feeling the sting of this thing’s mark and the blows before hand didn’t sit to well with Xavior, or maybe that was an understatement, but all he knew was the pain. “I need to call Cerberus…” shot across his mind, working through every corner of it, but could he chant the words in this condition came to mind as well, letting doubt come in. There wasn’t any debate of any kind, he knew he had to do something, and perhaps his mother’s spirit came beside the warrior, silencing the pain, having, “Oh great demon of the underworld, guardian of the gate, hear the plea of your servant. Come up from hell and help fight this foe and drag it down to be your plaything!” flood from Xavior’s lips like water while his right arm began bleeding where the dog demon marked him. Though this would be the first time summoning it, the Izurian didn’t deny a slight feeling if what might be fear coming into play, holding him a bit, but he slammed his hand on the ground, letting the blood flow, forming a pentagram.


Why I’m Restricting Myself From Recommending Anime To Newcomers

While commenting on a follower’s blog last night, an idea for this post came to me and I thought I’d talk about it a bit. Though there are a lot of times my inner Otaku is held in due to fear of the backlash from non anime fansg, (& we all heard the back handed comments), but there was a time if someone who wanted to try anime I’d suggest series to try.


In 2004/2005ish? a girl I thought might be the one kept asking me about the scene and wanted some series to try. Well, the series I named off to her were ones I grew up on, InuYasha etc. and they were mild. Long story short, I gotta email from her that same day, if not the day after from her, ripping me a new one, saying she looked anime up and all she found was hentai, am I a porn junkie? If anime’s just that, it’s gross!


Yes, hentai is the darker part of the culture, and yes, there are few times I do view it, but anime is not just that! Tried telling her it wasn’t all porn, just getting silence in return. Now, if someone asks me for series to try, I hesitate to help. What are/were your experiences and thoughts?

Two Anime Topics In One

Sitting here writing is the perfect moment to share two topics with you all! 🙂 These two have been brewing like coffee for a few days and thought they be a good topic for debate, so let us begin… ^_^


Ashamed to admit it now, but dubbed anime was my first introduction into anime. 😦 In fact, the first anime that got me interested in the culture, Project A-KO was on the sci-fi channel as part of their Festival Of Anime, where my eyes caught it. From then until my first attempt to move out of state and visit my brother Adrian and sister Sanja, I watched dubbed crap. After, my eyes were open to Subtitled anime and boy I WOULD NOT go back to English dubbed if you paid me! 🙂 Why? There are a number of reasons, but I’ll limit myself to two. First and foremost, Subbed anime doesn’t edit too many words out, letting more of what is trying to be conveyed get to ya! Furthermore, the Japanese are not really restrained I feel, correct me if I’m wrong.


Whereas the dubbed versions always cut words or “fit words” in to replace somethings, usually hacking the holy hell out of what the characters are trying to get across. Or some American companies switch some characters gender to make them “acceptable” for kids, (90S version of Sailor moon for example). This next part is where I really begin twitching! I’m not saying ALL dubbed voice actors bite, there are a few that do a decent job, having me sit calmly if I need too, but other dubbed anime make me wanna throw my sword at the tv! I mean, where do these companies get the actors, some two bit school?! Quite a few don’t sound right, the character’s age etc. Glad now I just view subbed anime.


That brings me to the question my nephew asked a couple years back, “Why I don’t watch dubbed stuff?” Just told him it makes me cringe, twitch and drool more and I wanna save what’s left of my sanity! 🙂


Youmacon news: After december’s “me gifts” I’m saving everything I have every month after bills and such. Even pop cans are in my closet will be used for the trip, so one can’t say I’m not trying to get there. 🙂 That brings me to the last thing: I don’t think I said that my nephew’s blonde gf hates anime, calling it bullshit. Well, pretty sure she’ll be going as well, but if she tries to say something negative about it, I’m ramming her at full speed. She’s already in the dog house with me over saying I don’t put into the house, uh, the house bills are out of my check, princess!

Don’t Call It A Reboot!!! :P

Hope most of ya caught that, it is taken from an old LL Cool J song!!!! 🙂

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Anyway, a few days ago I gave an old character of mine new life in a Sci Fi role. The idea just sounded good, so it was worked on, what’s more to say? Aki fits this piece well and I hope you agree with me. A word though. Haven’t really proofed this thus far or had my bro proof the addition, so there might be errors hiding, don’t kill me! 🙂


The Alien’s Subject

Aki Yoshira and the characters herein aren’t based on anyone living or dead, (or undead). Furthermore, this fiction is not based on actual events, if they are, it is purely accidental. I retain all rights to the characters and work. Any recreation without consent is PROHIBITED!

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This story contains alien abduction, experimentation and sexual encounters with beings of the unknown. You’ve been warned!

A feeling of laying on something cold made Aki Yoshira an eighteen year old college student with a nice body and light blue hair reach over and feel for her blanket, finding nothing, having the woman’s eyes shoot open. It couldn’t be denied how shock had her in its grip while she looked around, only seeing that she was in a white, sterile looking area with what could be a window on the far wall, but what had her for a loop was the fact that she had nothing on, making her blush as she covered herself, or tried too. “How did I get here, and why am I naked?” shot through Aki’s mind like a bullet before exiting her mouth in a scream, but little did the woman realize, someone or no, something entered the room from somewhere, sending her panic level high.

Watching this being that came into the room, an overwhelming sense she couldn’t place came over the young woman, putting an emotion in her she couldn’t place. It didn’t feel like fear, or Aki hoped it wasn’t that, the young blue haired lady just had no word for the feeling, which made her uneasy, but when it started to walk towards her, the feeling turned, inviting fear in. Slowly backing away, the young woman admitted she could use her smarts, a trait she relied on to reason her way through anything and figure this out, but she couldn’t, feeding the fear.

Perhaps too frozen by the sense that she didn’t notice, but her unknown roommate caught up to her and put what could be its hand on her stomach, as if to inspect it. As it did, somehow the alien began leaking into the blue haired girl’s thoughts, reading them, but more than that, she felt as if the being wanted her back on the table, having it guide her to it like a puppet. Once it got Aki on the cold metal like table, it noted her shivering a bit, but didn’t take a lot into it, bringing instruments down from somewhere, grabbing the tools.

Though she heard every part of her scream at her, telling her to move, the woman’s body didn’t respond, having her eyes blink in terror. Aki heard herself plead, scream and more, hoping the being might stop, but nothing came out, scaring her more. It couldn’t be said how the woman wanted, no needed to get away from there, her expression made that clear, however needing to do something didn’t make Aki’s body move an inch, having the being’s needle begin to enter her flesh, going deep inside. Feeling and seeing the tool going and the burning sensation that shot through her form, the things she wanted to do went through Aki’s head as a tear started running down her cheek, making her bite her lip in pain.

While doing whatever to its unwilling patient, the alien stopped only to watch her, continuing the work, poking the blue haired woman like a doll. Working on her, finding out about the female’s body, which called for it to work her, it amazed the being how the woman reacted, getting it to rub her sensitive areas a little, letting a sigh tumble from Aki’s lips. Reaching for a tub that looked like a dildo, but it had a small metal point at the end, and while the being handled it, she swore she heard liquid sloshing around in it, then being continued the examination, inserting the tool in Aki’s love hole, an act making the young woman tighten up as she wanted to sob.

As it went in, no words could describe how it felt, while it went deeper, violating her. To her, being in that situation, death would be a choice she’d welcome, a thought the woman admitted freely and prayed for. And yet, Aki swore she heard a voice tell her to relax, but relaxing was the last thing she had in mind, driving her to attempt to move, something her body still refused. Unsure when or why, the young blue haired lady started feeling surges going through her body and up her spine, covering her like a blanket, as if she was becoming aroused sexually, completely throwing Aki off. She couldn’t explain it, she admitted thoughts, even the need to pleasure herself never came to mind, leading her to believe her tormentor made her feel this way, but why crossed the woman, making her debate the issue.

Standing there, watching and listening to the moans fall, taking how she reacted to stimuli, there was more “tests” the being could perform, knowledge having the alien remove the needle from her toned stomach and the tool from the woman’s sex. Getting Aki off the table, guiding her to another area, away from the room she was in, the being looked at her with an intense stare, like it saw into her mind, manipulating her in ways the woman couldn’t fathom. It couldn’t be known the power it had over the girl, but it could tell Aki had desires hidden from view, things the being tapped as it explore Aki’s mind. Just by her expression, her guide knew the walls she built to keep those thoughts behind started shaking, making, “We have selected you for a reason, your desires will help you, let them out.” echo in the woman’s mind, hitting every corner.

Oh, Aki heard the voice, but what it told her made little sense, letting, “selected…” come out in a dream like state. Every part of this didn’t feel right, she admitted, almost like she was living outside of herself looking in, a feeling causing a chill to shoot the length of her spine. As the woman walked with her unknown guide, having it invade her thoughts, breaking the walls, she started seeing images of her with a man having sex, images getting Aki to close her eyes, trying to block them, but even though she shook her head, the woman couldn’t help but be sucked in. Watching, she began feeling her juices flow, but something seemed off, having the blue haired young lady study the picture, though Aki couldn’t place what drew her to it.

While it played, she couldn’t understand the feeling that came over her, something making her uneasy, that Aki had no doubt about. It couldn’t be denied the woman found the images of her with a guy and the sex acts they were doing alluring, even making her want to finger herself, she did, but to her, it felt like her guide was trying to get her to submit to something more, having the blue haired young lady look at the being as, “What is it you want from me?” exited her mouth strained. While looking at it, thoughts that seemed to overpower her own, showing her various things, things she couldn’t understand started to leak into Aki’s mind, putting her on edge.

“We wish to study how human males and females interact, observing you two before we move to the final phase.” the alien told the woman telepathically while taking her to the next room. Perhaps it should’ve told Aki she was to be bred due to her intelligence, an oversight, maybe, that didn’t say the being wasn’t interested in the first part, it was. As the being escorted her into the other room, an area like the room she woke up in, except for a stall that maybe a shower, a sleeping area could be seen, having the alien leave the young woman there. Within minutes, it brought a man who looked dazed like she in, leaving the two there.

Watching this being go, every part of Aki wanted to say something, things making words come to her, just not out. She wouldn’t lie and say she didn’t feel awkward, awkward wasn’t the word she would use because no word fit quite right, letting, “What next?” come into play. There was no doubt whoever these were, they wanted the two to make love, it took little to gather that, but the fact remained THAT kind of relationship hadn’t been on her mind since entering college, a fact the blue haired young lady stood by. Sure, thoughts about sex roamed her head, she didn’t deny that, however feeling off around guys and her classes put those on the back burner. Yet, looking at the man, Aki couldn’t place why, something about him called her attention, drawing her to gaze upon him.

Peering at this woman, scanning every inch of her, the man felt something for her, though the guy didn’t know what. He could tell she was brought there as well, her face spoke to that effect, and like him, they examined her, to what end both weren’t sure of, though they had a feeling. Watching her there, maybe Aki’s nude body did it, he could not deny some feeling of what could be arousal start to take hold of the man, getting him to note his meat getting hard. He didn’t want to just take her, no, he had planned on dating a woman, getting to know then bed her, an omission he set his sight on, but this need, growing within him started overshadowing that, driving him to her.


What Is This Guy Thinking?

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The R/C truck above is not mine, it is a reference image. As some who follow my exploits in my other pursue, hobby grade R/C trucks know that a new truck was put away in layaway last Summer, (2016). I had hoped that it could be out this month, but thanks to my nephew letting comcast take the overdue amount from my account and screw my plan up, but that’s a person matter . But read on for the topic at hand.


While the truck’s being paid on, the hobby shop’s doing work on it to get the E-Maxx to where I can drive it, which is grateful. That said, the guy I don’t trust is working on it and stressing me out! Seriously, he is. Example: I can tell my friend who works there what I need done, describe to him how to do it and he can get it done at no cost or a deep discount, but the guy working on this truck is clueless!


I need a sunroof cut into the the body so it could be used as a handle. He has been told this ten times, but hasn’t done it, claiming, he’s trying to figure it out, but I told him how. Now that the truck’s so close from being paid off, he told me Monday, he ordered a $30.00 rollcage for it. You know that my temper was flairing right? I told the idiot that I don’t have thirty dollars for that cage thing! “Oh, we can do a deal, don’t worry.”


At this point, forget the roll cage. When the body gets messed up next season, I’ll order a darn body, paint that and use it as my back up! Give me the truck already!

Wanted To Share

So last night, I told myself that going to bed early would be best, but well the writing bug hit & well, looked up, 4am came. As my keyboard was set on fire, just seeing what could stick, I kinda started a whole new story, down a science fiction road. Before you read what’s below thus far, can I put things out there? Not sure if this will take off and turn into anything, I’m testing waters. If it does, the plot takes place on earth and another planet. Off the bat, you’ll either love or hate the main character, because I kind of made him cold. Finally, after you read, please leave a comment and let me know your thoughts, thanks! 🙂


The characters herein aren’t based on anyone living or dead, (or undead). Furthermore, this fiction is not based on actual events, if they are, it is purely accidental. I retain all rights to the characters and work. Any recreation without consent is PROHIBITED!

AUTHOR’S NOTE: The story you are about to read is a piece of fiction I’d like to attempt, even though I’m known to do vampire inspired writing and other fantasy tales close to the undead. That said, the content has blood/gore, war, profanity and sexual themes!

In the not so distant future, year 4075, space exploration and colonization is possible, but with it, war has become common. The American and Japanese governments have joined to create a new soldier unit called Nano Warriors. These are human ninja warriors who aren’t quite human, but not cyborgs, however they have ability beyond any regular soldier. For one of these men who’s sick of the fighting and has a chip on his shoulder, will he take on a few last jobs and help out his handler, a woman he loves, or rip her throat out after learning the truth?

In a bar somewhere in the slums of Japan, a man sits, keeping to himself while drinking a Saki based drink. As he sipped the sweet liquid, thoughts of the war he served as an assassin on planet Britonia started coming to mind, thoughts he wanted, no not that soft of a word, needed so badly to cast off, but no matter how much he tried, the images of what he did still flowed in, fueling his need to drink. True, being a good soldier, and perhaps the treatments he had before getting into the unit, he never once questioned an order like he wanted too that day, something the man admitted as he took a last sip of his beverage, counting the tab money

As he looked up, scared mews from a kitten caught his attention, having him scan the bar, finding a man holding a Grey furred kitten over a hungry barking, drooling dog as if to offer the feline like a meal. Now, it went without saying some of the shit he had to do and deal with in wartime would turn stomachs. Heck, he himself took another ninja’s head that was under his command for raping a young woman, so he wasn’t new to the depths people would sink in the name of “fun”, but toying with a kitten’s life made his blood like lava, having the man get up. Pretending to walk towards the door, the cries of the feline weren’t lost on him, letting plans on how to confront the idiot and the friends he had around him, egging this piece of shit on form and work through the soldier’s head.

True, every part of him tried keeping his temper in check, even the little nano machines running through his body attempted to control it, but animals being mistreated was the breaking point. Coming up on one of the fool’s friends, the man struck his opponent’s leg, getting it to pop, probably shattering it as he held his neck, letting the unsuspecting man pass out. “Um, deal? The kitten for your ability to walk out without medical aid?” fell from the guy’s mouth in a cocky manner as he eyed the fool, knowing the asshole wouldn’t go for the offer. Maybe the man’s eyes gave it away, but feeling as if one of his friends started sneaking up behind him with a butcher knife prompted the soldier to turn, only to get cut, but within a second, the gash healed, making the knife wielder back away while saying, “He’s one of them!” in Japanese, sending the rest running at him.

Taking down one man after the another, trying not to kill anyone, his eye never left the kitten, having the man perform a ninja hand sign and appeared behind the man, a short knife ready to pierce the flesh. “Put the animal on the bar and tell your drunk friends to leave! If you don’t, well, guessin’ you know what our type do to people in the field!” jumped from his mouth to the idiot’s ear forcefully, noting the feline was headed to the bar and the people couldn’t leave fast enough, even the dog began whimpering as it ran. He could’ve just let the man go, a fact he told himself over and over, but to him, people who get their rocks off toying with animal’s lives should be punished by something other then prison, a thought having him twist the fool’s arm, breaking it, ending with him taking the guy into the kitchen and ready his hand to be dipped in boiling hot cooking oil.