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Anyone going to grab this for the PC?
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Yes, just think, with this face you can do away with the petty day to day negotiations of everyday life, and just treat your existence as an all-you-can-fuck buffet. On a serious note, Serebii - don't be afraid of being seriously, super fucking geeky in your profile. Half of my "about me" section is a crazed rant about Marx and Phoenix Wright - my username is Audioserf, for fucks sake - during the course of which I confess my love for wearing an oversized PC headset and screaming in German at teenage kids on Company of Heroes. Add some humour to it, make it seem like you're self aware about being a dork, and suddenly it doesn't seem nearly as much of a boundary.
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Welp, two seasons in and Battlestar Galactica seems to have jumped the shark. What the fuck/frak is up with fat Lee Adama, and how can they seriously justify this shit?
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Don't worry, all the people who didn't grow up playing videogames, all those fuckers who summarily dismiss it as nothing but a junk activity, they'll all be dead soon.
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RIP: Sony Liverpool... UPDATE: Studio now Firesprite
The Bard replied to gaggle64's topic in General Gaming Discussion
This is a fraking disaster. The two best series on a Sony console were made by these guys (Wipeout, and Colony Wars). -
I don't think that putting up a facade in the virtual world is much different to the way many people put up a facade when dating in real life. It's a different situation to your "natural" virtual habitats, so inevitably it's going to incur different pressures. What you're trying to say is that on dating sites, there's more of an opportunity for concealment ability to mislead than in the physical world right?
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Give them both a copy of Steven Johnson's "Everything Bad Is Good For You," as a way to explain in a way better than any one of us ever can in person why gaming is actually a pastime that incurs a heavy cognitive load.
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Yeah, I'm not really getting a real feel for these people (hurr), and conversation is a little stilted, whereas in real life I'm sure I can do a better job, and I'm definitely more charismatic than the restrictions of the online process give me credit for. However, I don't actually have the balls to ask the girl I want to out on a date in the physical world, so I'm deferring gratification, for the sake of awkward online slizz. On the positive side, I can make my online persona seem way more physically attractive by way of culling the photos in which I look super sexy, and omitting the ones where I look like a total grunion. The one girl from San Fran is massively into Phoenix Wright and I just sent her a video of me playing the Search ~ Core theme from the second game. I think that might have been a bit weird/ overboard, but what the hell, you only get so many chances to show off . Yeah, my N-E trophy brings all the girls to the yard
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Sweet. Of course, this will mean that there's only one exhaust fan in the machine excluding the PSU exhaust, but I'll see how it works. Hoping to get the machine 5 degrees cooler at least. Might have to stick the side fan on the outside of the rig
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Hey @Sheikah! Sorry to bug you again, but I just got around to fixing this problem . Got one of the twocool fans for my exhaust and am about to buy a side mounted fan as well, but I'm too lazy to check for myself whether it should be an intake or an exhaust fan. Any pointers?
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Because scientific reductionism is great for understanding the mechanism of something, just not the actual, subjective experience of it.
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Eggs are a strange food for me, because they really affect my mood. I'm guessing it's because of the ridiculous levels of choline, which is a precursor to the neurotransmitter acetylcholine, but I get a subtle feeling of well being and sensory enhancement when I eat a bunch of eggs.
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Love is where two people, by chance or by intention, are good and kind hearted enough to give each other a chance. It's where the word vicarious loses all meaning because your feelings are so intimately intertwined together, and when you start to do shit that you wouldn't even do for yourself, just because someone else's sense of pride and happiness hangs on your shoulders. There's also no such thing as the "right" person, or the "perfect" partner. I write this fully aware that the 13 year old me would have called me a massive gaylord.
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Well, I've been in Asia being swarmed by money grubbing transvestites and being bitten by transient mosquitoes, so I haven't had the time to post my usual two-cent stfu posts of late. I'll be back though, this place has some indefinable allure and the comfort of familiar personalities. Agree with @Shorty though, sometimes I come on here looking for something interesting, a story someone's told or an anecdote from someone's experience, but it's all usually buried somewhere in the good/bad day threads and followed up by two dozen comments that are informed by the context of that one post which has by then become hard to find. If this wasn't the case, I'm sure I'd contribute more. Of course, you might not see that as a good thing
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Just found some of the pictures taken by the resident photographer at the club. @Zell on the far left, @Charlie on the far right, and what seems like a horribly haggard game of whack-a-Bard happening at the back.
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Yeah I have a problem with N-E meets and alcohol, might be a good idea to keep it sober next year . Also the worry was totally sincere man, we spent an hour wandering around Trafalgar looking for you. The whole night made for a pretty funny story, but I wouldn't have minded staying at the arcade either. I shudder to consider the amount of money we wasted...
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I feel like an absolute reprobate after these last two nights. The meet was pretty sweet this year, as soon as I arrived, the first port of call was the molestation of ReZ, an endeavour in which I persisted throughout the day/night. Was super cool to see a bunch of meet veterans and also @Yvonne and @Zell for the first time, both were wicked dudes. Disappeared for a bit to get unreasonably stoned at Euston, and after that point, the whole night is a little hazy. Returned and had a great talk with @Marcamillan about his various activities with hide and seek, which sounded like a bunch of fun. Then we headed to Namco station, met up with @Daft and then Charlie, Zell and I decided to head to the club, and after getting a sweaty bro hug with each forumer, we buggered off. I remember Charlie, Zell and I were pretty bummed as soon as we got into the club because it was empty, so instead we sat down and drank shot after shot of Jagermeister. We turned around at some point to find the place pretty much full to the brim of slammin hot asian chicks, which Charlie and I proceeded to bashfully dance around, until I said fuck it, took my shirt off and started rubbing my sweaty boob juice on random passers by. Went up to the table next to us and started asking a dude there if his daddy told him not to share his special toy with other boys. I don't know why, I'm just an awful person:
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I'll be there at around 1pm, although I may have to bring a couple (non N-E) mates with me.
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Well that's fucked. Also, there's a bikini party at a club on Trafalgar Square, if you nerds fancy choking down some disco biscuits and gawping at scantily clad ladies.