<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652</id><updated>2012-02-10T10:56:56.750+10:00</updated><category term='Guitar Hero'/><category term='Games'/><category term='Technology'/><category term='1980&apos;s'/><category term='80&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Maverik Uncensored</title><subtitle type='html'>Updated Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Sometimes...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-5998518461259004775</id><published>2009-01-05T08:04:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T09:11:54.693+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamscape: The Future Of The Military?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so here we are once again folks, delving into my subconscious mind, searching for entertainment an sustenance. I sit here typing this fresh out of the dream, trying desperately to grab hold of fading images, so let's get this train wreck a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rollin&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dream is a sequel to one I've had before. Or at least it feels that way. I may have just been given that impression by the dream itself. But the gist is that I'm living in a world where I go to school underwater. For some reason only the children and the school staff can breath underwater, as when the 'narrator' explained that the only thing more terrifying than a military attack was seeing your parents at your school, to which I immediately responded by swimming down into a fully submerged classroom where I could safely avoid their scrutiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meet a girl who is a sort of lizard/dragon woman. I get a lovely narrated flashback detailing that she was adopted by a similar, rich woman, who had asked the orphanage for a child who 'looks rich'. We fast become friends, and participate in something where these giant ball/wheel things roll down a hill with people in them, only while we're doing it, we unleash too many, and the entire underwater street is trampled. The girl gets in trouble, and I'm left wondering just where the hell my camera was at a time like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a brief interlude, we jump forward some time. The girl has been kidnapped, and I'm in the military, charged with the task of saving her. We get to some mountain, and I think to myself "Ugh. I've already done this level." so I load my previous save and go from there. Now we're sitting in a rescue boat, the girl finally safe with us... We're in a cave under the mountain, and my teammates are trying to work out what to do. The achievement "Frenzied" pops up, congratulating me for having killed the deadly hoard of undead in that level, but I think little of it. I'd gotten this before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we seem to be stuck between a rock and a hard place. Or more accurately, a lava pit and a storm. Our boat rocks with the unstable waters, which for some reason mix seamlessly, and the lava is just really hot, not skin searing as it should be. I look out to sea and turn to my partners. "Oh here we go! I love this part. Hang on tight when the wave hits". The seem to ignore my 'precognition' and we drive the boat out of the cave. Suddenly a huge wave sweeps under us, hitting the mountain, and for some reason throwing back a tidal wave. We are scooped up by this, and carried far far away from the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We jump through a loading screen, and are treated with a short shot of out parents worried about us, thinking we'll never get home. Cut back to us, and we've come ashore, and waiting for us is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_recurring_Metal_Gear_characters#Roy_Campbell"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cornel&lt;/span&gt; Roy Campbell&lt;/a&gt;. He thanks the stars that we made it back alive, but tells us there's one more mission we must undertake to get home. He tells us to set up camp just over this hill, and so we move to the location and set up beds. As we do, one of my team pulls out his gun (No one else has theirs yet as we left them back up the hill for some reason...) and aims at someone down the hill. Campbell tells us not to fire unless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fired&lt;/span&gt; upon, and sure enough a round &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;whizzes&lt;/span&gt; past, so he kills the guy. I run up the hill and grab my gun, letting rounds fly into my opponent, but it seems that they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;unaffected&lt;/span&gt;. I look down and realise that my gun is set to training mode, and so it's harmlessly shooting blanks. I try to switch it to regular gun mode, but the switch comes out of the gun. We are quickly rescued by Campbell and he is very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decide I hate where that path is going, so I load the game again back in the cave in order to get a better score, and everything happens the same. Now when we start to set up beds, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;emptively&lt;/span&gt; go back and get my gun and switch it to kill. Now I go back to the beds, and this time we aren't attacked immediately. But there IS a woman in the guy next to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;me's&lt;/span&gt; bed. I draw my gun on her, and she assures me she's a prostitute, and he tells me he hired one. She starts to go down on him, and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;makes&lt;/span&gt; odd noises. I look a bit closer, and it turns out she's biting down hard on his dick. So I shoot her in the head, because she must be with the enemy. Her friend sighs, and goes to pull a gun, and I go to shoot her, but hear a click. I realise my gun is set to single shot, and have to cock it again. I do so and shoot the woman, quickly resetting it to full auto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to the top of the hill, and look back. Some enemies are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; at us from behind camp so I put them down easily now that my gun works right. I turn around, and find myself in a house on the hill now. I start to pick off enemies. They start to fire back, and then shit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;gets&lt;/span&gt; weird. "They have clerics!" I shout as I put a few more rounds into one of two healers who are casting cure on each other. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mage&lt;/span&gt; (think Vivi from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;FFIX&lt;/span&gt;) throws a fireball at me and I shoot him dead. Then I fire upon a guy wearing a big iron vest with a picture of a bomber man bomb on it, and he laughs as the bullets fail to do anything. A team mate yells "You've gotta kill his defence first!" and throws a bomber man bomb at him, which when exploding, spins his chest plate around and exposes his soft underbelly. "Seriously guys? Who throws a bomb?" the guy asks annoyed, and I drop a few rounds in his chest and kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battle rages on for a bit longer, but suddenly tanks pull over the hill. I go to map view (like in Advanced Wars) and see we have none. "Shit." is all I can say before the tanks unload on us, and we all die. I get the option of loading or quitting, and I select quite. I then wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;CYOTFS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Mav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-5998518461259004775?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/5998518461259004775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=5998518461259004775&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/5998518461259004775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/5998518461259004775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2009/01/dreamscape-future-of-military.html' title='Dreamscape: The Future Of The Military?'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-5944768059224902061</id><published>2008-12-16T23:40:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:33:49.069+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamscape: From Crime To Politics</title><content type='html'>This is the first of many of my exerts from my recently started dream journal. I'm only gonna post the interesting ones, and I'll be labeling them as I have this post. Being that they're dreams, the stories may be incomplete, and they may make very little sense, but with any luck, they'll be entertaining to read. SO! On with the first entry of my weird dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me set the scene here. I'm in my friend Scythe's car. In the car with me are: Scythe (Driving), Wraith, Jade, Max and a girl whom I do not recognize as anyone I've ever met before. We are driving to her house, and along our way I have it explained to me that we are planning to break into her house. I don't know why we're doing this, but apparently we are meeting a professional there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we arrive, and lo and behold, we meet a man clad in dark clothing and the traditional balaclava. He breaks in through the front door (I assume he picked the lock), and we're in. Now he starts to loot, being a burglar and all. And so does everyone else. Myself included I think... And it isn't long before the mysterious girl's mother shows up. A very large woman in a flannelette dress who looks like she just stepped out of a Monty Python skit, minus the rolling pin and hair curlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all escorted outside and she demands that we all open our bags. I slip away back to the car, to double check that I didn't steal anything, and it seems that my bag has nothing of hers in it. Which is odd because I'm sure that I had robbed her just about as blind as everyone else. She starts to tell everyone just how disappointed she is with them all, and how they're all banned from her home (I can't tell if this is supposed to apply to her daughter). Then she comes over to me, and I brace for impact. But it doesn't come. There is no assault on my person, verbally or physically. She instead tells me how she's heard wonderful things about me, and that she loves my guitar playing. In the dream, it seems that I have indeed played a guitar, but apparently I only know two songs, which I mumble under my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she then gathers us all in Scythe's car (but for some reason leaves Scythe behind), and we start driving. Now, this is a bit worrying at this point. It's kind of Mafia like... "Let's go for a little ride" sort of thing. We're driving, and she starts to sing a little. I don't recognize the song, but in all likelihood, it's just the song that was playing on my radio in the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start to drive along a road that is elevated above a field off to our left. The drop is about as high as the car's hood is to the ground, and it's a shear drop. And whether intentionally, or through lack of decent driving ability, we go over this small drop. Somewhat uneventful, but we get out and realize that the car is incapable of driving back up the drop, and for some reason, no one thinks to drive around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time lapse occurs, and I find myself on a futuristic looking white train with just Max and Jade. Max get's up and presses a big blue button labeled "Thank You", which lights up blue happily. He then turns to Jade and get's shitty at him for not pressing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time lapse happens, and I find myself arriving at a train station with my bike, meeting up with Max and Jade who also have bikes (This seems irrelevant, but I'm leaving in every detail).  We get on another futuristic train, and Max scowls at Jade, who get's up and hit's 3 different Thank You buttons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third and final time lapse passes, and we find ourselves at a UN Senate sort of place. Out of nowhere, the mother from earlier approaches us. Seems that she's the president of the world or something, and she wants me to replace her last senator. She then turns to the floor in the center of the building at the bottom of the 'senate' circular room thing. As she tells me each group that's voting for me, they all turn over these card's that make a big picture of their logo (much like sports fans sometimes do at sporting events).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once it's clear that I've won the votes, a new man starts to approach, holding something in his hands, and holding his elbows out for some reason. There is also a very large cog/gear thing that is spinning next to him and hitting his right elbow constantly. This is making his left elbow flick back repeatedly due to what he's holding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is at this point that Scythe comes up the stairs, yelling angrily at us, demanding to know what we did with his car. "What the hell did you do with my car?!" He climbs the stares until he is along side the other man, and get's smacked repeatedly in the face by his elbow, which does nothing to dissipate his shouting. He in fact looks much like a robot that's going haywire, twitching and convulsing. Suddenly, the man ducks, and a large pole swings around the cog, and it cleanly removes the section of Scythe's forehead from his hairline down to his eyes, leaving the top 'cap' to fall back down onto the rest of his head. This does not stop his shouting either, but now he seems to have lost the ability to form coherent sentence structures. "You, did, car, what!?" etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I awaken from my sleep. Feeling very confused. It's one of the weirder dreams I've had in a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-5944768059224902061?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/5944768059224902061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=5944768059224902061&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/5944768059224902061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/5944768059224902061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2008/12/dreamscape-from-crime-to-politics.html' title='Dreamscape: From Crime To Politics'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-5378638343794644062</id><published>2008-12-16T12:05:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:16:55.317+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice</title><content type='html'>Well how the fuck do you do? Blogger actually recovered my blog! About a year late... But here it is regardless. It has been so long since I've posted on this thing... The 2 people who used to occasionally read it have probably died or something. But here I am, once more throwing my shit against the internet in a text based format, seeing if anything will stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read up to this point from somewhere in the dark cobwebs of the archive, you should know that allot about me has changed since then. For example, I'm no longer aspiring to be a writer. I've changed my medium, though the spirit stays the same. I'm now a budding film director, starting Film School next year at the wonderful &lt;a href="http://www.jmcacademy.edu.au/"&gt;JMC academy&lt;/a&gt; in Brisbane. As you may or may not have noticed, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/DarkMaverik"&gt;I have been Vlogging&lt;/a&gt; in the intermediate period, so you can go see what's been going down over there. (In fact, I recommend it. I've done some fun videos lately. Just ignore the old crap when I was boring and didn't know what the hell I was doing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. That's all this post is good for. I'll get to the real one in a mo', so read on up if you want sustenance. This is just a way for me to point out how cool it is to have this outlet back, as I'm a film MAKER, not an actor, and as such, I'm never as entertaining in front of my camera as I am in front of my keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-5378638343794644062?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/5378638343794644062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=5378638343794644062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/5378638343794644062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/5378638343794644062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2008/12/nice.html' title='Nice'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-7128877309029305789</id><published>2007-03-13T15:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T15:17:22.774+10:00</updated><title type='text'>No U-Turn Zone</title><content type='html'>So Chris Hecker came onto the stage at GDC (Game Developers Conference) and started to say some rather... Colourful things about the Wii... Now, the man has his opinions, and I can respect that. But such a prestigious event as the GDC is hardly the place to be spouting lines such as "The Wii is a piece of shit!", "[They need to] make a console that doesn't suck ass." and "It's not clear to me that Nintendo gives a shit about games as an art form." Such is the way I expect the forum going Sony Fanboys to react, but I guess even they need a day job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not this that raised my irk however. I was... Disappointed to say the least yes. But I understood that a man needs to get his opinion out, whether to his friends or in the middle of an international video game conference. No, what made me dislike the man, was his statement the following day. In what can only be described as a perfectly executed 180, the man had this to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't know who has read the internet, yesterday. In a [unintelligible] panel I said a bunch of things. I was trying to be thought provoking and entertaining and fun and a lot of the stuff went too far over the top—on the entertaining and fun side, so that it was no longer thought provoking, just inflammatory. And in the process I hurt a bunch of people I care about. And so, I want to apologize now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I'm on stage, I'm me. I'm talking talk from me. From me. I'm not representing EA or Maxis. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to make two things perfectly clear.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do not think the Wii is a piece of shit. Nintendo needs to be applauded for trying to interface on the controller front, the user interface front, on making games accessible, on making a console that you don't need to mortgage your house to afford.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Secondly, it's totally obvious—and I'm sorry that I implied otherwise—that everyone at Nintendo is passionate at making great games. Some of the games give me hope that we will be seen as an art form on par with movies and books."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't think I need to tell you all how much such blatant flip flops irritate me. But this is made worse by the fact that, while this was most likely something his boss's told him to do in a blinding rage after hearing that their man had gone and done something drastic, he didn't even have the balls to offer his own head for this. He merely stated that he was trying to have fun and joke around. Well guess what Chris... We're not laughing... If he had come clean and said simply "I stand by my statement, though it is not the views of my company", then I would have forgiven and forgot. But unfortunately for him, such blatant fuck ups tend to stick in my head for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-7128877309029305789?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/7128877309029305789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=7128877309029305789&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/7128877309029305789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/7128877309029305789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-u-turn-zone.html' title='No U-Turn Zone'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-7250682550943767158</id><published>2007-02-19T16:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T16:37:47.319+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap</title><content type='html'>I'm back, and with a job I hope to keep, and from it receive a decent income allowing me to pursue the things I want, giving me more opportunity to post here. I shan't bore you with the details, so on with the post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves the music from Zelda. It's a collection of masterfully composed pieces that waft through your ears and are instantly recognizable. But there's always been that unfortunate hitch... Nintendo only ever did them in Midi format. Even for the new Twilight Princess. If this is something that has bothered you as it has myself, then fear no longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While not performed by a true orchestra as we would all love to hear... The site describes the process as thus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The ZREO team uses high-end sequencer synthesizers to transcribe the sounds of legend. From there, the MIDI's created by our musical team are sent through sound libraries, where the computerized sounds are transformed into very realistic and believable orchestrated masterpieces that are must-haves for any Zelda fan!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They truly do sound magnificent, and I recommend you &lt;a href="http://www.zreomusic.com/listen"&gt;check them out&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've been hearing rumours about confirmation of an FFVII remake on the PS3, but after extensive reasearching and scouring every last contact I have, I've learned nothing new. The game is in the same 'will they, won't they' limbo that it's been in since E3 2005. However, Square-enix's Yoichi Wada &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; mention in a c-net interview that they would be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"increasing release remakes for the current platforms"&lt;/span&gt; Current platforms being PS2, NDS, PSP. These remakes do indeed include the Final Fantasy series, and so far, I - VI have received this treatment. Does that mean that FFVII is inevitable? No. Does it mean that there is a higher chance of this mythical remake being done? Yes. But don't hold your breath folks... It'll be a while yet before we even hear a peep about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being part of the LOTR Online Closed BETA is interesting to say the least. The game is allot more cinematic than current MMO's on the market, having a starting human burning down an entire village to escape the wrath of a Nazgûl (better known as a Ring Wraith or Dark Rider to those who've only seen the movies), while saving a pair of hobbits and aiding a Ranger in the process. Complete with a cinematic movie explaining the events between said burning village and the starting capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only played a little, dabbling mostly in the character creation side of things thus far, but from what I've seen, it's an interesting game. So far, you are unable to play any 'evil' races, being forced to choose from either an Elf, a Human, a Dwarf or a Hobbit. The classes are not dissimilar to those in WoW, however they are stretched out a little more. Champion and Defender for example are two classes that would merge together to make a WoW Warrior. And of course, Hunter is available for all your ranged needs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you thought there was going to be allot of Legolas's in the Burning Crusade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other news I have that is of any interest ATM is that &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/"&gt;Gametrailers&lt;/a&gt; has a preview up for &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/player.php?type=mov&amp;amp;id=17084"&gt;Cooking Mama: Cook Off&lt;/a&gt; on the Nintendo Wii. A strange game that I'm not exactly enthralled by... But it's originality has to count for something right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-7250682550943767158?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/7250682550943767158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=7250682550943767158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/7250682550943767158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/7250682550943767158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/02/recap.html' title='Recap'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-7944470898284205014</id><published>2007-02-01T21:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T21:16:45.294+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New Project</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure how much longer I will be writing this blog, as a new project has arisen which may or may not force me to quit writing this. I am currently helping write an e-zine, which will cover topics ranging from games to popular culture to computer technical advice. I'll of course be covering games and culture, as I have done on this blog for the past few years. This may render the blog useless, as I'll no longer be able to say what I want, as it will be in the e-zine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't worry if you actually like getting your weekly dose of Maverik. You can still read what I have to say in the e-zine as it will be free for download in PDF format. However, you will have to settle for a monthly dose, as we cannot possibly release it in shorter intervals and keep any form of professionalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind that this doesn't mean the end of Maverik Uncensored. It's just a possibility. I may still be able to maintain both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I've just started watching Heroes, the new NBC show. To give you the general gist of it, a group of people from all around the world slowly start to realize that they are not like everyone else... They are different. Special in some way... A few of them have noticed it. Some are still clueless. But the one thing that is certain, is that they are all gaining powers beyond human belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty cool show. There seems to be 13 episodes that have been released so far in America, and it has only just started showing in Australia. But if you like the whole comic book superhero thing, and are intrigued about the genesis of such empowered peoples, then you should definitely check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-7944470898284205014?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/7944470898284205014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=7944470898284205014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/7944470898284205014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/7944470898284205014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-project.html' title='New Project'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-2693566545260161123</id><published>2007-01-28T02:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T21:19:59.719+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Beleive It's Not Fisticuffs</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the late post. But I think I've been doing pretty well with this whole regular posting thing. In any case, the first thing I'd like to make public knowledge is that World Of Warcraft jokes are back in now that Burning Crusade is out. Everything from telling Naps to bubble hearth if he's attacked by a Bengal tiger (He's in India for a while, but I'll cover that in a little while), to referencing to an argument attracting a whole group of other guys ready to fight as 'pulling adds'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there's a funny story behind that last thing. Well... Not so much funny as if there were a joke, then that was the punchline. But the story's interesting none the less so shut up and listen. I was at The Bunker (a rather sub-par public lan) for the night because the Cyber Room isn't open 24/7 anymore. We were playing WoW for a while, when suddenly we heard someone start yelling behind us. It later turned out that some jerk-off had started calling everyone in the room nerds for being there, and the other guy did not take kindly to this. So they shouted for a bit, and things came very close to getting quite physical. However, the guy defending the present gamers was suddenly surrounded by like minded individuals who joined him in kicking the dick out rather promptly. We made the joke about adds and whatnot, but theres no denying that part of me wondered just what I would have done had a fight actually broken out. Being rather out of shape as I am these days, I don't think I'm quite so effective as I used to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I mentioned that Naps is in India. Well, he is. And I'm as jellous as ever. But don't think he's just going to be walking about and seeing the usual tourist traps (they have those in India don't they?), he's actually staying with one of India's most famous journalists, which gives him access to a far more interesting experience than my feeble money could purchase. I guess when both your parents are big in the art business, you get to know people. In any case, he's going to be heading out with a reporter who's traveling into the jungle with a group of activists who are looking for some Bengal tigers. Needless to say, it'll be pretty dangerous and he'll be cut off from civilization for a few days... But I always hate it when I miss out on an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for those of you still wondering whether or not Burning Crusade warrants getting back into WoW (as I myself did), then allow me to say that my personal experience has been that that the money spent was spent wisely as I'm enjoying the game again. But if you want a more professional opinion, then &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/"&gt;Gametrailers&lt;/a&gt; is always happy to &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/player.php?id=16559&amp;type=mov&amp;amp;pl=game"&gt;provide&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout out to Max for his 18th birthday which is commin up very soon. I'll see you at the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-2693566545260161123?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/2693566545260161123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=2693566545260161123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/2693566545260161123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/2693566545260161123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-cant-beleive-its-not-fisticuffs.html' title='I Can&apos;t Beleive It&apos;s Not Fisticuffs'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-7616974917239998385</id><published>2007-01-25T04:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T04:54:38.906+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Childrin R Skary</title><content type='html'>Just a short post today. I just want to give some serious props to &lt;a href="http://katytowell.livejournal.com/"&gt;Katy Towell&lt;/a&gt; for her series of drawings and animated shorts. She's definitely got a unique style about her that makes me respect her work even more. I honestly hold this woman in the very highest of regards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out her series &lt;a href="http://www.skary.net/html/"&gt;Childrin R Skary&lt;/a&gt;. Some of the best artistic folklore tales I've seen, done in a wonderful 3 colour scheme with a unique art style. So if you like the classical style folklore tales with a hint of Gothic horror and sometimes very sad moments, or think you would as it's a rather unique style, you should definitely check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-7616974917239998385?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/7616974917239998385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=7616974917239998385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/7616974917239998385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/7616974917239998385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/01/childrin-r-skary.html' title='Childrin R Skary'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-5267441740784229323</id><published>2007-01-23T00:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T00:52:54.989+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Freelance Police Or Vigilante Scum?</title><content type='html'>If you're anything like me... And judging by the fact that you're reading this blog, I'm going to assume you are... Then the safe bet says that you either love the crazy antics of Sam and Max, or you will do after I'm done beating you around the head with an old copy of Sam and Max Hit The Road, and then give you the remains to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I think you'll understand the apprehension I held when I opened the first installment episode of their new series of games, Culture Shock. However, despite my fears of not only a waisted purchase of one game, but the subsequent 5 more that I had subscribed for, I was extremely pleased to find that the world of Sam and Max hadn't changed a whole lot. If at all. It was still the exact same lovable, kooky, crazy adventure I had come to expect from the not-so-dynamic duo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gameplay was once again the simplistic point and click interface that so many adventure games have forgotten, and although the graphics weren't the best I'd seen, they were still perfectly befitting of Sam and Max. The voice acting was superb, and the music suited every scene without becoming repetitive or irritating. And above all else, the writing was the same snappy dialog with hilarious one liners thrown into the middle of conversations that made me fall in love with Sam and Max all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long before my eagerly awaited sequel was available for download at the same extremely accessible size of about 80MB was released. I snapped it up with the speed of a gazelle, knowing that I would be one of the first to play it who wasn't a gametap member (apparently they can only accommodate for Americans). And much to my pleased eyes, the game was still a brilliant piece of comedy, crammed into about 4 hours of enjoyable point and click adventuring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do I mention all of this NOW, you ask? Or even if you didn't, I'm going to tell you anyway. The 3rd installment of Sam and Max (The Moll, The Mob, and The Meatball) will be available on February 8th (January 25th for you gametap members out there), and I am near climatic explosion with anticipation. If you haven't already played the first two, then catch the trailer for the 3rd at &lt;a href="http://www.telltalegames.com/samandmax/meatball"&gt;Telltale Games&lt;/a&gt;, or just take a look at the &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/player.php?id=10854&amp;type=mov&amp;amp;pl=game"&gt;original hilarious teaser&lt;/a&gt; for the whole series. If you like what you see, then for the love of all that is holy and good in this world, &lt;a href="http://www.telltalegames.com/store/samandmax"&gt;go buy the damn games!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-5267441740784229323?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/5267441740784229323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=5267441740784229323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/5267441740784229323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/5267441740784229323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/01/freelance-police-or-vigilante-scum.html' title='Freelance Police Or Vigilante Scum?'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-5849835651299140972</id><published>2007-01-22T02:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T02:32:01.121+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Names With Teeth</title><content type='html'>The game Stranglehold has just recently released a &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/player.php?id=16406&amp;type=mov&amp;amp;pl=game"&gt;theatrical trailer&lt;/a&gt; for your viewing pleasure. It's made me realize that as much of a movie buff I like to tell people I am, there's still many a movie I've yet to see that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to. One such movie is entitled Hard Boiled, and is the inspiration for the game mentioned above. I'm surprised with myself for never having gone and torn this off a shelf somewhere, because it's pretty much the ultimate action flick ever filmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sure you can throw your Terminators and your Scarface's and your Rambo's at me all you want... But this is a movie that is just dripping with so much action it is almost capable of leaving you feeling a little blood soaked when your done. With a title like Hard Boiled, and a main character with a name like Tequila, you just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; that the good times are about to be &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rollin&lt;/span&gt; in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie racks in an impressive body count of 307, and contains one of the coolest scenes ever filmed in a movie. So cool in fact, that it received it's own chapter on the DVD release of the movie. The scene lasts for &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uNSZkOtvX7s"&gt;2 minutes and 42 seconds&lt;/a&gt;, and the whole thing is done in a single running shot filmed on a hand held camera. Due to their running out of time, the shot had to be done in one take, and as shown by it's existence, was achieved successfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I just turned 19 yesterday. So happy birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CYOTFS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-5849835651299140972?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/5849835651299140972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=5849835651299140972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/5849835651299140972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/5849835651299140972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/01/names-with-teeth.html' title='Names With Teeth'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-8259174621060852214</id><published>2007-01-19T04:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T05:08:02.197+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitar Hero'/><title type='text'>The Future Is Crotch Clocks</title><content type='html'>The guy who invented the bear suit has apparently been pretty busy working together a new high tech &lt;a href="http://www.hamiltonspectator.com/media_archive/jan-11-2007_a.html"&gt;combat costume&lt;/a&gt; for the military. A new advancement in advanced warfare? Or an expensive 'future cop' outfit &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that'll&lt;/span&gt; clutter up some geek's closet eventually? Only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've mentioned that I like Guitar Hero. But the big question is whether or not I'm willing to fork out the money to re-buy &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GH&lt;/span&gt;2, along with a second controller for the 360? Well, with the rumors of &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;downloadable&lt;/span&gt; content flying about, I've been very concerned that the temptress will drag me into her swirling vortex. And with a &lt;a href="http://forum.guitarherogame.com/Default.aspx?g=posts&amp;amp;t=12910"&gt;list of new additional songs&lt;/a&gt; already packaged in for the game, I'm stating to solidify those fears... I mean honestly, how am I to resist the temptation of Iron Maiden? Personally, if the rumors are true about &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=KoBucB9Q3Cw"&gt;Black Hole Sun&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=uKKs_vWJmVY"&gt;The Final Countdown&lt;/a&gt;, then I know I'll be at the forefront of those who have sought the game shouting "Once more into the breach my brothers!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing that sends chills up my spine and causes me to pray to a god that may or may not exist, is the supposed &lt;a href="http://kotaku.com/gaming/harmonix/guitar-hero-iii-goes-to-neversoft-229226.php"&gt;sale of the Guitar Hero license&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Harmonix&lt;/span&gt;, and the purchase of it by &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nervesoft&lt;/span&gt;. Guitar Hero 3 may very well be in the hands of the creators of GUN, and seeing my distaste for their capability to live up to expectations, I spend my time concocting scenarios in which the beautiful perfection that is Guitar Hero melts away into nothing but a fond memory, and Guitar Hero 3 becomes the stuff Nightmares are made of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CYOTFS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-8259174621060852214?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/8259174621060852214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=8259174621060852214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/8259174621060852214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/8259174621060852214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/01/future-is-crotch-clocks.html' title='The Future Is Crotch Clocks'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-5148000138978406166</id><published>2007-01-15T19:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T00:00:14.232+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><title type='text'>Big Ass Screen</title><content type='html'>I'm not kidding. This is the kind of screen that has the capability to fill in for a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wall&lt;/span&gt; you may be missing. The new LCD from Sharp &lt;a href="http://cache.gizmodo.com/assets/resources/2007/01/sharp_108_inch.jpg"&gt;measures in at 108"&lt;/a&gt;, making it not just a big TV. But the largest in the world. Supposedly able to achieve the same crisp picture quality as any of the latest plasma displays, though the thing will most likely require a forklift just to get it into your home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from being large and heavy, it looks to be a beautiful machine indeed. With no price tag, and a release schedule of somewhere within this winter (Summer for you Yanks). When asked what the target demographic for such a large and most likely expensive device would be, the Sharp representative merely stated "I'm sure we'll find somebody".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other, slightly more amusing news, I've been shown an interesting little &lt;a href="http://www.norefuge.net/vgng/vgng.html"&gt;name generator&lt;/a&gt; that randomly creates the names of would be games, most of which seem to come straight out of Japan. A few that I've come across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Medieval Polka Melee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Everybody Loves the Sex Smash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Small-Time Bible Explorer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hideous Axe Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img48.imageshack.us/img48/1131/re4chainsawzk1.jpg"&gt;Unstoppable Chainsaw Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CYOTFS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-5148000138978406166?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/5148000138978406166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=5148000138978406166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/5148000138978406166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/5148000138978406166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/01/big-ass-screen.html' title='Big Ass Screen'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-1599919574042449265</id><published>2007-01-14T13:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T13:20:09.108+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitar Hero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Rock On 80's Rock Gods</title><content type='html'>For those of us who have been playing their copies of Guitar Hero 2 to death, savouring every note struck as we play on to the day when we receive the coveted prize of Guitar Hero 3, we were all preparing for a long wait and praying that the formula that we know is damn near perfect doesn't get messed with too much. But it seems that the folks over at &lt;a href="http://www.harmonixmusic.com/"&gt;Harmonix&lt;/a&gt; decided that we were spending too much time on our knees, and not enough time getting excited about their next installment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with the power of just a simple name, they proclaimed the creation of what they are calling  Guitar Hero: 1980's Edition. An expansion of sorts I would assume, being that it is not given the almighty title of Guitar Hero 3. But really, with the GH2 engine in tact, who can really complain about a game that is going to work well, but with new songs, characters and guitars? Not me, that's for sure. I'm the guy who knows that the exact &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt; they begin to actually release extra songs for download on the 360 GH2, I will be buying that shit and locking myself away for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, we wait for a song list to salivate over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-1599919574042449265?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/1599919574042449265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=1599919574042449265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/1599919574042449265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/1599919574042449265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/01/rock-on-80s-rock-gods.html' title='Rock On 80&apos;s Rock Gods'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-66989582351651610</id><published>2007-01-12T12:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T14:36:42.776+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><title type='text'>Game Of The Year 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gametrailers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has finally finished &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/gtawards06.php"&gt;announcing&lt;/a&gt; all their nominees for best this and that of 2006, and have finally revealed who took home the coveted title of &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/player.php?id=16209&amp;type=mov&amp;amp;pl=game"&gt;Game Of The Year&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to find out for yourself, go watch the clip before reading on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, the much well deserved Legend Of Zelda: Twilight Princess took home the ultimate prize, and it's not hard to see why. With over 40+ hours of game time encompassed entirely in the story mode, and countless more including all the extra items to be found, caves to be explored and side quests to be accomplished that the series is so famous for, you can easily rack upwards of 60 hours or so before you could truly claim to have seen everything. And even then, you'd probably be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wiimote&lt;/span&gt; was daunting at first, but turned out to be perfect for the game, allowing an intuitive combat style, and precision aiming for your arrows and &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;clawshot&lt;/span&gt;. And speaking of these tools, as &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gametrailers&lt;/span&gt; mentioned, unlike the other many games that came out in 2006 that managed to do one thing very well, Twilight Princess will have you riding horseback, exploring dungeons, shooting arrows, solving puzzles, fishing, sword fighting, flinging giant spiked balls, walking on walls and roofs, and even riding a spinning top around the walls. And it does all these things expertly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is cleaver, gripping and surprisingly dark for a Zelda game. With a new shadowed figure traipsing through the land of &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hyrule&lt;/span&gt;, breaking the barrier between the realm of light and twilight as he goes. With glowing animal spirits, herculean &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gorons&lt;/span&gt;, fish-like Zora's and even a giant Yettie or two to help tell the tale, you can't help but feel an appreciation for the writing direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardware, as everyone knows by now, is hardly going to rival the likes of the PS3 or the 360, but it truly is a matter of &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gameplay&lt;/span&gt; over photo realism in something as grand as Twilight Princess. The art direction is beautiful anyway, and these things count well above that of a high pixel count in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gametrailers&lt;/span&gt; Game of the Year. Will the other award ceremonies come to the same conclusion? Will they be able to sway my own opinions? Only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;CYOTFS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-66989582351651610?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/66989582351651610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=66989582351651610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/66989582351651610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/66989582351651610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/01/game-of-year-2006.html' title='Game Of The Year 2006'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-5080553634524203614</id><published>2007-01-12T02:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T03:12:53.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Down But Not Out</title><content type='html'>Running short on cash as I am, I'm re-encountering those issues with being poor. Things such as not being able to afford that DVD I want, or always having to grimace every time someone suggests we all go out for lunch... So I'm going to see what I can't do about getting some kind of income, even if I have to sink as low as applying for the doll *Shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured I should finally do something about this, so here I am, mentioning my friend Mandy on my blog. Yup, this is what I've come to. Shout outs for requests on my blog of which I'm pretty sure no one reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of, I'm going to TRY and get a schedule on this thing... I'm going to attempt to make 3 posts a week, Monday, Wednesday and Friday. No promises, but any kind of attempts at structuring something here are better than nothing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk a bit about two new games I've recently watched trailers for. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shadowrun&lt;/span&gt;, a remake of the classic &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SNES&lt;/span&gt; game in FPS format on the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; 360 being the first. The &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/player.php?id=13871&amp;type=mov&amp;amp;pl=game"&gt;footage&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/player.php?id=13864&amp;type=mov&amp;amp;pl=game"&gt;I've&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/player.php?id=10504&amp;type=mov&amp;amp;pl=game"&gt;seen&lt;/a&gt; does not impress I'm afraid to say... The once majestic techno-punk &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;RPG&lt;/span&gt; that wowed those of us lucky enough to play it seems to have been boiled down to another FPS that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tries&lt;/span&gt; to break the mold, but from what I've seen, does so rather poorly. It's not what I would call a fitting sequel/remake, but I've been wrong before. And good lord do I hope I'm wrong this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other game I wanted to make mention of, is &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/player.php?id=16176&amp;type=mov&amp;amp;pl=game"&gt;The Outsider&lt;/a&gt;. It's not that I can derive anything about the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gameplay&lt;/span&gt; of this PS3/360 game, or even have any knowledge of it's fundamental game type beyond belonging to the Action category. From the trailer we can assume that it will be a shooter, be it first person or third, and this is backed by the fact that the systems it is scheduled for excel at pumping out shooter after shooter titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, what piqued my interest in this game, was simply the premise it put forward in the trailer, with it's beautiful choice of quotation. It tantalises the senses with promises of political intrigue, and a man betrayed, now free of the shackles he was once bound by. This is the kind of stuff I live for. Now, as long as they can keep the idea fresh, and not simply cheapen it with cliche after cliche, bringing about your typical Max Payne rip off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and as a final note... This is quite possibly the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hcF8YxqDnMU"&gt;best moment in Street Fighter history&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CYOTFS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-5080553634524203614?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/5080553634524203614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=5080553634524203614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/5080553634524203614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/5080553634524203614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/01/down-but-not-out.html' title='Down But Not Out'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-6685859654634946986</id><published>2007-01-09T00:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T00:40:57.051+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><title type='text'>Title Well Deserved</title><content type='html'>So &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gametrailers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just announced the winner for Trailer of the year. There were a few contenders, but after having watched the winner, that being the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bioshock&lt;/span&gt; trailer, &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/player.php?id=13583&amp;type=mov&amp;amp;pl=game"&gt;I could not have agreed more&lt;/a&gt;. This is the sort of advertisement that grabs people by the short hairs and demands that they love every second of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in Australia as I do, I'm currently being subjected to the horrors of a summer without any form of coolant. And here, that means 40 degree days of wondering just when my body will simply melt into the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;furniture&lt;/span&gt;. Now I know that all you &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;foreigners&lt;/span&gt; are experiencing winter right now, and &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; me when I say I wish I were there. Summer is by far the least &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pleasant&lt;/span&gt; time of year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the warm weather, I've been reluctant to play my &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; much lately. Or to even play Guitar Hero II much. It's things like this that make me wonder what Nintendo had intended for those of us who don't like the whole sweating thing. It's decidedly uncomfortable, and tiring. But perhaps it didn't really matter to them, as the every time I look at the line up of launch games, I have to wonder whether the system was even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for us&lt;/span&gt;, or if we are merely the messengers for the rest of the community to get into this strange thing called video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having recently gotten into comics in a rather large way, I can't help but appreciate the irony of my timing. It seems I somehow stumbled into a massive Marvel crossover known as Civil War, and everything I though I knew about the universe is being changed before my very eyes. Not to mention all the things I've missed throughout the years. I mean, Xavier is no longer leading the X-Men? When the hell did that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But beyond all that, I'm really looking forward to &lt;a href="http://www.supanova.com.au/"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Supanova&lt;/span&gt; 200&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.supanova.com.au/"&gt;7&lt;/a&gt;, because now I'll be going for the Comics as well as everything else. This will hopefully allow me to grab all those missing issues of Cable and &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Deadpool&lt;/span&gt; I've been tearing my hair out over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and to all you &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Americans&lt;/span&gt; with your PS3's snugly under your &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;TVs&lt;/span&gt;... Screw you and the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cooperation&lt;/span&gt; you came from. The &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; may be less than perfect, but the 360 is affordable and has a hell of &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; more enjoyable games than that overpriced hunk of technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;CYOTFS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Mav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-6685859654634946986?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/6685859654634946986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=6685859654634946986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/6685859654634946986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/6685859654634946986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/01/title-well-deserved.html' title='Title Well Deserved'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-116789771460834965</id><published>2007-01-04T17:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T18:01:54.633+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What The...?</title><content type='html'>So apparently the vocal trance artist Cascada &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZK0GmiSMNGI&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;thinks she's Kylie Manogue&lt;/a&gt; or something... That doesn't really sit right with me for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing the new DS RPG Children Of Mana, and I have to admit, it's intrigued me enough to stay my ravenous rampaged attempts to finely finish Kingdom Hearts 2 and be done with it. The design seems simple, in that there are a set number of dungeons and a home town. You do several quests (both story advancing and seemingly limitless jobs for rewards) in what I would call a randomly generated level structure, if not for the fact that the levels remain the same, but the order in which they are tackled seems to be the variable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anime cut scenes are a definite bonus, even if a little short, but the art style and the musical compositions are absolutely stunning. This can however be detracted from by the 500th time you've killed that same Zombie, or when you start repeating the same rooms over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The control's are simple, but they fit nicely, making the magic system easily accessible, while still complex enough to give a touch of strategy to it's usage. The weapons system however, isn't quite so voluptuous. Each weapon has 3 ability's. Attack, support &amp;amp; fury (fury being a special technique usable once you've fought enough to fill the fury bar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite everything else, it is a dungeon crawler at heart, but a fun one with an interesting story, especially if you've played any of the previous Mana games (which I'm guessing most of you won't have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to obtain a video camera for my birthday (21st for those not in the know), and if I manage to pull off such a robust gift, then you'll be seeing an awful lot more videos on here, as I'll be toying with it endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-116789771460834965?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/116789771460834965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=116789771460834965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116789771460834965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116789771460834965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/01/what.html' title='What The...?'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-116774507243658234</id><published>2007-01-02T22:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T23:37:52.476+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome To The New Year</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a crazy 2006, but it's finally over. I realize I'm about 2 days late, but I'm sure you'll forgive me as I've only just regained my internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did 2006 bring? Well... In the way of games, it brought the Wii. That was quite the innovation. Though it's launch titles left a lot to be desired, it's potential is beyond that of the average humble home console.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's brought many new and interesting films, but also brought about the atrocity that is the mass production of 3D Pixar like films that have done their all to ruin the genre (I believe they deserve their own Genre yes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one gained and lost 2 jobs, both of which were wrought upon me by my family members. A mistake I hope not to repeat a 3rd time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began watching Buffy, something I'm a tad late for, but am enjoying none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered what it was like to be under the powerful influence of absinthe AND what it was like to keep a friend alive through his over dosage of the drink, all in the one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The death and rebirth of XinRPB1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a whole lot of other less memorable crap... Because, now that I think of it... 2006 wasn't all that interesting... Just another stepping stone towards the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bring it on 2007! Let's see what ya got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-116774507243658234?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/116774507243658234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=116774507243658234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116774507243658234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116774507243658234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/01/welcome-to-new-year.html' title='Welcome To The New Year'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-116702894953940070</id><published>2006-12-25T16:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T16:42:29.556+10:00</updated><title type='text'>No Filter Promo</title><content type='html'>What can I say? I love these guys. Give em your full support everyone! We'll see them right to that main stage at the Big Day Out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=1520348531"&gt;No Filter - Media Promo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=1520348531&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;videoid=1520348531&amp;title=No Filter - Media Promo"&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home"&gt;  More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-116702894953940070?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/116702894953940070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=116702894953940070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116702894953940070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116702894953940070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-filter-promo.html' title='No Filter Promo'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-116447974364553938</id><published>2006-11-26T04:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T04:35:43.920+10:00</updated><title type='text'>F.U.C.K</title><content type='html'>I don't even know where to start... Or perhaps I do... Absinthe...  That about sum's this post up. A total mother-fucker. Mother. Fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/1600/725658/The_Mess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/400/598357/The_Mess.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The aftermath of the table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/1600/338085/Absinthe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/400/294824/Absinthe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Alcohol (Or part thereof)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/1600/623530/Syphon_Passed_Out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/400/342488/Syphon_Passed_Out.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Absinthe's effects on Syphon (With water &amp; sugar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/1600/523141/Yoshi_Drunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/400/475983/Yoshi_Drunk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Absinthe's effects on Yoshi (Straight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/1600/346826/Mav_Drunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/400/672712/Mav_Drunk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Absinthe's effects on me (Straight. And yes, that's me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/1600/80399/Jade_Drunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/400/101930/Jade_Drunk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Absinthe's effects on Jade (Straight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And now... The insanity ensues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/1600/740542/Yoshi_Restrains_Jade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/400/584744/Yoshi_Restrains_Jade.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yoshi tries to restrain Jade as he attempts to attack me for taking photo's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/1600/519192/Yoshi_Talks_With_Jade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/400/182991/Yoshi_Talks_With_Jade.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yoshi is the clear winner. Jade's fly is open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/1600/154293/Akward_Position.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/400/952260/Akward_Position.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was far from the intention of the photo. But the awkwardness had to be saved and recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/1600/643316/Thumbs_Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/972/1027/400/76272/Thumbs_Up.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jade has been completely defeated. I am victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And that was our encounter with the demon known as Absinthe... Peace out and all that... I'm still very drunk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-116447974364553938?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/116447974364553938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=116447974364553938&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116447974364553938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116447974364553938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/11/fuck.html' title='F.U.C.K'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-116256524967984591</id><published>2006-11-04T00:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T00:47:33.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Internal Hemorrhaging</title><content type='html'>So Naps just sent me the first draft sketches of the 3rd panel in a comic we created a few weeks back (Don't worry... Things will begin speeding up once he gets a hold of a tablet) . And I have to say... My organ's are practically rupturing as I force myself not to post it (Lest the joke be ruined). Let's just say that I am VERY impressed with the way it's come out, and I can wait to see what he manages to string together when it's finally completed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, my jot TRULY starts on Monday, as I'll be out on the floor of the call center, taking the orders and entering them into the program. So that will be an interesting day for sure... Now I just need a passport so the goram bank can let me access my bloody account!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-116256524967984591?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/116256524967984591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=116256524967984591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116256524967984591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116256524967984591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/11/internal-hemorrhaging.html' title='Internal Hemorrhaging'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-116230241871413237</id><published>2006-10-31T23:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T23:55:14.683+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Some News</title><content type='html'>So Naps broke up with his girlfriend. Or rather, she broke up with him (again) as I'm lead to believe. I was worried his self esteem might have been damaged... But he seems to be &lt;a href="http://img426.imageshack.us/img426/4446/livingthedreamth8.jpg"&gt;dealing with it&lt;/a&gt;. As Yoshi says, he's developed a thick skin to the matter. There's even romour of birthday related manipulation as the same thing happened last year around the same time... A few weeks after her birthday... Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news,  I'm employed again. $1142 AUD for a week of sitting around and scratching my arse isn't bad. It will of course get a little trickier when work actually starts... But I'll live. As they say, money is money. I'll be buying an Xbox 360 soon, so keep your eyes peeled for a Live Account name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-116230241871413237?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/116230241871413237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=116230241871413237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116230241871413237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116230241871413237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/10/some-news.html' title='Some News'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-116143689586430730</id><published>2006-10-21T22:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:39:06.883+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Arty Goodness</title><content type='html'>So it looks like Napz started a &lt;a href="http://catnaps.deviantart.com/"&gt;DeviantART&lt;/a&gt; account... I now have unlimited access to his sketches, of which I shall share a choice few. The first one is what we might call his attempt to make a comic on his own volition. Origionaly 2 images, the panels make it an easyer joke to convey. It's pretty cool, but we all know where that lovely text comes from don't we? (Yes a good portion of the jokes are Yoshi's, fuck off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/Pencil%20vs%20Fan%20Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/Pencil%20vs%20Fan%20Girl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs12/i/2006/292/2/4/Pencil_vs__Fan_Girl_by_Catnaps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs12/i/2006/292/2/4/Pencil_vs__Fan_Girl_by_Catnaps.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Napz hates the Fan Girls&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/Together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/Together.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Although he IS quite partial to his girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/All_I_need.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/All_I_need.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Very partial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/Pegwee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/Pegwee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The only known natural enemy of Mav...&lt;br /&gt;Other than Napz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/Youthful_Raptor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/Youthful_Raptor.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We see this kinda thing a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/Revenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/Revenge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When asked, he had no appropriate reason for this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/Ears_for_hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/Ears_for_hands.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's this kinda shit that keeps him awake at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And there you have it. A look into the art of Napz... Stay tuned, as we have a new comic in the works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-116143689586430730?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/116143689586430730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=116143689586430730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116143689586430730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116143689586430730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/10/arty-goodness.html' title='Arty Goodness'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-116127234633170195</id><published>2006-10-20T01:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:41:15.873+10:00</updated><title type='text'>No Filter Live</title><content type='html'>Just a short post here. No filter threw up some video footage of a live gig they pulled at a joint called The Zoo. Since I couldn't give you guys any photos or video of the one I attended at The Living Room, I figured I'd make it up to you all with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=1145004577"&gt;No Filter Live @ The Zoo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=1145004577&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;videoid=1145004577&amp;title=No Filter Live @ The Zoo"&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home"&gt; More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-116127234633170195?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/116127234633170195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=116127234633170195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116127234633170195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/116127234633170195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-filter-live.html' title='No Filter Live'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115936865384575872</id><published>2006-09-28T00:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T00:53:05.766+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Write This Down</title><content type='html'>Hail to those of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Level-5"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt; and their crack team of designers. For once in it's unbelievably overpriced existence, the PS3 has finally breached that wall that said "If you buy a PS3, your friends will disown you". From the brilliant minds that brought us &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dark_Cloud"&gt;Dark Cloud&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dragon_Quest_VIII:_Journey_of_the_Cursed_King"&gt;Dragon Quest VIII&lt;/a&gt;, comes the first PS3 game to literally make my jaw drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_Knight_Story"&gt;White Knight Story&lt;/a&gt;, is the sexiest, and most seemingly gratifying game I have seen in a long time. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; say that I haven't been this excited about a game since Chrono Trigger... But truth be known... That trophy belongs firmly in the grasp of Blue Dragon... But we shall get to that in a moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com"&gt;Gametrailers.com&lt;/a&gt;, we have ourselves some HD quality footage to drool over. It's available in &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/player.php?id=13330&amp;type=wmv"&gt;Windows Media Player&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/player.php?id=13330&amp;amp;type=mov"&gt;Quicktime&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Tycho Brahe, "That's how you sell us a Goddamn Playstation 3."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, concerning my reasoning for eating up everything that is Blue Dragon... I had become somewhat excited about the game after hearing about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hironobu_Sakaguchi" title="Hironobu Sakaguchi"&gt;Hironobu Sakaguchi&lt;/a&gt;'s involvement, and jumped the gun on my last post without researching all the details. A rookie mistake yes... BUT, I am here now to rectify this error in judgment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, not only is the game being directed by Hironobu Sakaguchi... But it's character designs, (as some of you more perceptive readers may have already noticed) are being done by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Akira_Toriyama" title="Akira Toriyama"&gt;Akira Toriyama&lt;/a&gt;, the original Dragon Ball artist, as well as doing the character designs for the legendary Chrono Trigger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's not all folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rounding off this lovely trio of game creating geniuses, is none other that the musical styling's of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nobuo_Uematsu" title="Nobuo Uematsu"&gt;Nobuo Uematsu&lt;/a&gt;! Now if you don't already know the man, then shame on you and all your kin! This man is the legend behind the music of most of the Final Fantasy games, and with no immediate surprise... Chrono Trigger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, this game has me so psyched, that I'm surprised that anything else is showing on my radar at the moment. Because if these 3 cannot pull off a great RPG, then I don't know who can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115936865384575872?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115936865384575872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115936865384575872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115936865384575872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115936865384575872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/09/write-this-down.html' title='Write This Down'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115917376410712359</id><published>2006-09-25T16:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T18:42:44.270+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A Look At The Tokyo Game Show</title><content type='html'>That's right folks. Mav here to give you all his own take on the events of the TGS so far. Now of course, I don't speak Japanese, so I can only go by what I'm reading about the net, but I'll try to get down my highlights, and hopefully, We'll get a few nice videos to embed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off the bat, we have the ever loved, Metal Gear Solid franchise. That's right kiddies, we got us a whole new eyeful of Snake goodness to chow down on... Needless to say, I was somewhat excited by this news. It seems that no gaming expo is complete without a new thrilling instillation to our MGS4 library, cropping up in the form of a 6 minute video demonstration of some of the new gameplay elements for Snake's new mission. No vague hints towards a confusing plot this time. No... It's all about our elderly friend evading the various enemy's upon the battlefield, and occasionally blowing a few of them away. It also provides us with a few somber themes to think on as we watch the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No beginning, no end. No time, no future. No virtue, no vice. No place for heroes. No time for heroes. No place in time. No time to die. No war for Snake."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't say much further on the subject, but rather, just give you all the chance to check it out for yourselves. I will say however, that you can expect an interesting little Kojima style twist at the end of the clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vnbf8GZgvXQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vnbf8GZgvXQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting indeed... Unfortunately, it appears that the game shall not be shipping until sometime next year. So anyone who was hoping for a launch title declaration will be sadly denied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another point of interest at the TGS, was a playable demo of the 4th game in the Devil May Cry series. Of which, the first notable thing about the game was it's overwhelming similarities to DMC3. Next to that, was the fact that the controllable character, as has been hinted, was not Dante, but rather a new character by the name of Nero. However, the similarities between the looks and control's for the two characters are so near identical, you should hardly notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nero's arsenal stays within DMC's usual facet of the explosive mixture of guns and swords, but this time round, there are small differences. For one, Nero only sports the one hand gun. I'm not sure how this will effect gameplay (not having actually had the pleasure to play the demo myself), but hopefully it won't diminish our ability to hover and generally kick ass. The other notable difference, is that Nero is sporting a gauntlet type thing on his arm called the Demon Fist, used with the circle button. This addition appears to make Nero's melee ability's mirror those of Dante with both his sword and the Beowulf weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demo showed no use of any Devil Trigger, extra weapons or style switching. But this may well be due to the seeming early stage of the game that the demo was set in. This leaves us to wonder just whether or not the game will incorporate these systems later, or something new entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The graphics are certainly better than the last game. But certainly nothing spectacular. In short, the game looks to cater to it's already existing fan base. But suffice it to say... So far, there seems little that will draw any new comers, or convert anyone who disliked previous installments... In the mean time, here's a short teaser clip for the fan boy's to salvitate over. (Not from TGS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jM5vKr690nU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jM5vKr690nU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing on my list is something I really hope will live up to it's brand name. The innocently Blue Dragon. Now, you may be asking about now... "Mav... What's so special about a random Japanese game called Blue Dragon?". Well, allow me to drop a 2 bit's of info that are keeping my interest in the game. Firstly, it is a new Japanese RPG from a new franchise, which is something I was afraid we would not see again in my lifetime. Secondly, and probably far more importantly... It is being created by one Hironobu Sakaguchi. Mastermind behind both the Final Fantasy series, AND the damn near perfect, Chrono Trigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these things in mind, Blue Dragon has the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;potential&lt;/span&gt; to be brilliant. Unfortunately, we all know that potential is not everything it's cracked up to be. But from what I've seen of the childish looking 360 game, I have to admit, it's looking hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got a whole lot to say about this game, but I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; have a few videos for you to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRKKnD8qwDo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRKKnD8qwDo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xNCvw0BoAzE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xNCvw0BoAzE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's plenty more to see from the show, but I think this is as good a place as any to end my own coverage of it. If you poke around &lt;a href="http://au.gamespot.com/events/tgs2006/index.html"&gt;GameSpot&lt;/a&gt;, you should be able to find the rest. But for now, this is me, signing off to go fight an intergalactic war for the human race, right under your noses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115917376410712359?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115917376410712359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115917376410712359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115917376410712359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115917376410712359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/09/look-at-tokyo-game-show.html' title='A Look At The Tokyo Game Show'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115892923583759025</id><published>2006-09-22T22:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T22:57:05.970+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See</title><content type='html'>Hey there everyone. Been a while hasn't it? But that's the breaks I'm afraid... Not that it really matters in the long term. Anyway, a few things to touch on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tokyo Game Show has started today, and will continue on unabated until late Sunday the 24th. So while E3 may have abandoned us, we still have our TGS. I'll see what I can do about talking on a few choice things shown if I get the time, but I'm sure you'll all see whatever strikes your fancy by the time I get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wii is looking to stir some interest, as not only is it very soon to be available, but according to the New York Times, and widely believed by the internet community, it's actually going to be released in the US first on 19th November, a whole 2 weeks before the confirmed Japanese release date of 2nd December (Australians will of course be the second last off the starting line on the 7th, followed by Europe on the 8th). Also stirring some interest is that it will cost far less than the PS3, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; come fully loaded with a free game, Wii Sports, and will be accompanied by no less than 25 next gen games at launch. I know I'll be reserving one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some more news for the Nintendo fan's. A new Pokémon game has been announced for the Wii as a release game in Japan. Tentatively titled as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pok%C3%A9mon_Battle_Revolution"&gt;Pokémon Battle Revolution&lt;/a&gt;, it looks to be more bad ass than ever. As an extra special treat, some footage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k5uWMGQwzh4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k5uWMGQwzh4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GVTmtXIpET4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GVTmtXIpET4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am a Pokémon fan. Deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a final note of interest. &lt;a href="http://www.zefrank.com/theshow/whipass/whipass.mp3"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; has been circling the net. You may have heard it. You may not have. If you find out just who this 'Ray' is, let me know, because I quite like his lyrical ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, on a more personal note, my Job Interview went fine for anyone who might have been wondering. I should hear back sometime next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115892923583759025?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115892923583759025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115892923583759025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115892923583759025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115892923583759025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/09/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long Time No See'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115581783299030915</id><published>2006-08-17T21:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T22:30:33.036+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertising Space</title><content type='html'>Hello dear readers. Tonight I'm gonna start things off by telling you where you need to go on the internet. Or, in a more truthful manner of speaking, I'm gonna give ya'll a few links to go play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, at the request of my friend 'The Developer', I present to you, an interesting &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Message_board_role-playing_game"&gt;RPB&lt;/a&gt; that I have discovered in the last month or so. This particular RPB is called &lt;a href="http://sivelos.proboards56.com/index.cgi"&gt;Arcane Academy&lt;/a&gt;. It is centered around a floating island, hidden from the rest of the world. There, players gather in and around a (as you've probably guessed) magical school, where just about anything can happen. From fighting dragons to fighting over who gets to use the bathroom first, your magical alter-ego is free to explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I would like to give recognition to &lt;a href="http://www.zefrank.com/"&gt;Ze Frank&lt;/a&gt; for his wonderful webcast, &lt;a href="http://www.zefrank.com/theshow/"&gt;The Show&lt;/a&gt;. A video blog that can cover anything from the latest news, to his interpretation of signs he sees on his travels. He's often times a funny man, but even when he isn't making jokes, you'll learn to love the guy as he uses his vast knowledge to dish out a piece of himself one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, someone has made a case study against the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ESRB"&gt;ESRB&lt;/a&gt;'s rating system, saying that they are inaccurate because they fail to take into account the amount of violence presented to the player within the game. &lt;a href="http://nintendo.about.com/od/screenshots/ig/The-62--Violent-Pac-Man/The-62--Violent-Pac-Man.--2e.htm"&gt;This study&lt;/a&gt; is totally ludicrous, and yet the judge took the whole thing on as factual evidence, simply because the statistics were, in a sense, true. It just goes to show that we have to stop listening when people totting the last name Thompson take the podium in relation to games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll cover more news at a later time. But right now, I've got people to do and things to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115581783299030915?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115581783299030915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115581783299030915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115581783299030915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115581783299030915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/08/advertising-space.html' title='Advertising Space'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115563386689218166</id><published>2006-08-15T19:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T19:24:26.903+10:00</updated><title type='text'>There Was A Time Before Computers?</title><content type='html'>Apparently so. Or so says this comedic image I had forwarded to me just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/BeforePCs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/BeforePCs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... I'm not one to be fooled easily. But when has a fw: email ever steered me wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I discovered a nifty little vid over at YouTube. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DdGYaFDPlks"&gt;Final Fantasy VII: Last Order&lt;/a&gt;. The circle is now complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all actuality, I don't really have much of interest to say beyond those few little bits of fun. If you really feel like it, you can go and view &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=DarkMaverik"&gt;my AMV's&lt;/a&gt; on YouTube now, negating the need to sign up to &lt;a href="http://www.animemusicvideos.org/"&gt;AMV.org&lt;/a&gt; to see them (though you will still have to do so to see my less favorite three).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115563386689218166?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115563386689218166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115563386689218166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115563386689218166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115563386689218166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/08/there-was-time-before-computers.html' title='There Was A Time Before Computers?'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115552718795005418</id><published>2006-08-14T13:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T13:46:27.963+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Is That A Bear Suit?</title><content type='html'>Hey there everyone. Just a quick post with some Napz art. Silly me thought I'd have to ask permission to use it. Seems to me he just loves the publicity. Heh... Go figure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some sketches, but it's still pretty sweet stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/He%27s%20Probably%20Playing%20WoW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/He%27s%20Probably%20Playing%20WoW.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He's probably playing WoW...&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/This%20Script%20Sucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/This%20Script%20Sucks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He thinks he's pretty funny&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The second one is a sort of parody of the pilot he's working on. You can all expect to see it up here just as soon as it's done. As a progress report, he's finished the initial drawing stages, and is either going to retrace it onto a clean sheet of paper, or he's just gonna scan it and colour it. Either way, it shouldn't be TOO long before it's ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115552718795005418?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115552718795005418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115552718795005418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115552718795005418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115552718795005418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/08/is-that-bear-suit.html' title='Is That A Bear Suit?'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115545727337792285</id><published>2006-08-13T17:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T18:21:13.430+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo's Galore</title><content type='html'>Alright all you blog fans. Here's the lowdown on my house, and a few of the people within it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/Family%20Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/Family%20Room.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the smaller lounge room that belongs to myself, Yoshi and my little brother Zac. Seen depicted in the image is Yoshi in his trademark green shirt and jeans, playing Zac's Xbox and wondering why the hell I'm taking a photo of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/Lounge%20Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/Lounge%20Room.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the main lounge room with stupidly large TV. It's mostly only for the parent usage, but whenever they're not here we get plasma TV privileges. If you look carefully, you'll be able to see my dog Indy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/My%20Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/My%20Room.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is more or less my bedroom (bed is in the next photo). My TV and my game collection over to the right, and my desk that is used for anything but writing, reading or using a computer. Actually, we generally just put stuff on it to make it look interesting. Like Yoshi's plush toys and my lightsaber. We also have a killer movie collection but you can't see it behind the sliding cabinets where we keep the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another little game for ya. See if you can spot the sea monkey tanks. We think we screwed them up cus they're not growing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/Bunks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/Bunks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bunk bed Yoshi and I share. I've got the futon on the bottom and he's got the mattress on top (you can tell by how mine is the made bed). It's actually in couch mode at this point, but the back falls flat when I go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/Computer%20Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/Computer%20Room.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the very computer room I type this from. It's a total mess and that is MSN on the screen for those who are wondering. As a piece of trivia, the room won't look like that for long as my parents are getting all new furniture and a new computer (I'm inheriting this dying creature).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I was going to leave it at that, I figured, what the hell, I'll add some shots of people in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/P6120008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/P6120008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; is my little brother Zac... He is 8 years old, and he is seen here wielding a knife, maliciously murdering his birthday cake. I have no idea what the other kid's name is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/Mum%20%26%20Reg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/Mum%20%26%20Reg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my ever lovely mother dearest, and my stepfather Reg. It's an older photo from an older house, but if I were to use the more recent photo of her eating cake and laughing, she would kill me stone dead where I stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's about it really. Yes I'm denying you of a photo of me, but I'd rather stay the mysterious figure who types this blog than show my face right now. Such is the way of the blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115545727337792285?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115545727337792285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115545727337792285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115545727337792285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115545727337792285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/08/photos-galore.html' title='Photo&apos;s Galore'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115545445394788471</id><published>2006-08-13T12:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T17:34:14.006+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Drugs, Sex and Rock &amp; Roll</title><content type='html'>Well, I survived the night, and am here to tell the tale. To tell the truth, I haven't really hung out in many clubs, but this experience was certainly interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night started off with some trouble finding the place, but Yoshi and I finally found it, and just in time to be first in line for at the door tickets. So alota other crap happened and we eventually descended into what looked to be one of the most posh places I've ever been to (worry not oh lovers of rock. It didn't stay like that for long). We found ourselves a perch, got some beer and listened to the DJ, periodically chatting to Cheeseman when he passed our table (Cheeseman being that friend of mine I mentioned. Lead guitarist). We were told that although the night started at 8, his band wasn't actually up till 11, so we had a bit of a wait in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first band were pretty good. They rocked out just like any other and some people got to dancing down near the stage. But nothing very big happened with them. It seemed most people were content to stand around the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never did hear a whole lot from the second band, as I had developed a headache, so I drank some water and headed up top to get some fresh air. I got to run into some old friends from high school who were there to see &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/nofilter"&gt;No Filter&lt;/a&gt; like we were, and we got to chat a bit and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so finally 11pm rolled around, and the guys started to set their gear up. As soon as this happened, everyone piled up at the stage, and started cheering, even though they weren't actually playing yet. And when they finally DID get to playing... The whole place simply exploded. Everyone loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeseman even got a mass of attention as at the end of the first song, the boys crowded around him as he told them all something. The lead singer then approaching the podium and yelling "cheesy broke the mother-fucking strings!". This was followed by the chanting of "Cheeseman! Cheeseman!". A few songs later, his replacement guitar was starting to shit him, so he called out for his now restrung one, to which the band broke out into a song about the guitarist. Lines like "Cheeseman go and get your fucking guitar" managed to bring a smile to the faces of Yoshi and myself. They even managed to incorporate his name into the end of another song somewhere, giving a real vibe that he had become a force to be reckoned with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned because since it's taken me some 5 hours to type this up, I've taken photo's of my house to share with you all. But I'll post them separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115545445394788471?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115545445394788471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115545445394788471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115545445394788471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115545445394788471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/08/drugs-sex-and-rock-roll.html' title='Drugs, Sex and Rock &amp; Roll'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115536129810830374</id><published>2006-08-12T15:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T15:41:38.126+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kickin It With The Big Time</title><content type='html'>Hey all you readers. Today as a special treat I'm announcing that a good friend of mine will be playing at a concert tonight at 8pm in a place called the 'Lounge Room' up in the city. It's the official release of the bands EP (which is a term for album, or so I'm told). The bands name is &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/nofilter"&gt;No Filter&lt;/a&gt;, and you can check em out on their myspace page and listen to a few of their songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Anybody in or around the Brisbane metropolitan area should swing by and check em out fer a measly $10. You won't be disappointed I assure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't make it, or are simply too far away, then never fear! I will be reporting back on the nights festivities, and hopefully I'll manage to snag some snaps of the band in action to throw up here (If camera's are allowed). Though you may have to wait a bit before you get them as rumors of an afterparty are circling, and I may be too smashed to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow. This is me signing off to go and get drunk, blast music, and with any luck, get laid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115536129810830374?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115536129810830374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115536129810830374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115536129810830374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115536129810830374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/08/kickin-it-with-big-time.html' title='Kickin It With The Big Time'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115534167141529563</id><published>2006-08-12T10:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T10:36:03.396+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Check This Out</title><content type='html'>Alrighty then boys and girls, here's the lowdown of the new skill I've just aquired... Since I've become a member of the ever loveable &lt;a href="www.digg.com"&gt;digg.com&lt;/a&gt;, I was bound to sooner or later start finding new stories that hadn't been posted yet. So, in order to add to the community, I've began to 'digg' these undug stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for those of you who don't know... &lt;a href="www.digg.com"&gt;Digg.com&lt;/a&gt; is much like Wikipedia, in that it is made for users &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; users! A news site where we chose what is news worthy. It's a brilliant concept that I have just utterly fallen in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Using digg, I am able to make the news &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; discover, read by more people than if I were to just simply post it on my humble little blog here. And so lo I find a way to combine these two forces... Using &lt;a href="www.digg.com"&gt;digg.com&lt;/a&gt;, I can easily throw my diggs onto my blog here, and not only bring the story to the attention of more people, but it gives you guys the oppertunity to help me out, and in a way, help the digg community out, by going to the 'digg story' link at the bottom of this page, and clicking the 'digg' button under the number on the left hand side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To actually access the story's link itself, click on the 'read more' link next to it. Happy reading, and happy digging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is a pre-rendered glimpse at the new under wraps Star Wars title to be released on the PS3 by Lucasarts. It was shown exclusively at E3 this year to members of Hyperspace, the company's online Star Wars community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.ps3.ign.com/media/823/823668/vids_1.html"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://digg.com/gaming_news/Leaked_Next_Gen_Star_Wars_Title"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115534167141529563?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115534167141529563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115534167141529563&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115534167141529563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115534167141529563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/08/check-this-out.html' title='Check This Out'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115495918417184306</id><published>2006-08-07T23:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T23:59:44.183+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Frustration</title><content type='html'>My GOD! I haven't been so pissed off with a game since I snapped my SNES controller in half through sheer rage at one Sunset Riders game. SNK vs Capcom: SVC Chaos is not only a glichy game... It is so god damn cheap with the later characters in the Arcade mode, that even when you have given them 1/3 their original health, they STILL manage to arse rape you without even breaking a sweat! The final boss I had been contending against, I swear to god, could take 3/4 of your health in one combo. A combo he was quite fond of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a fit of rage, I finally snapped and hurled my controller at the ground hard enough to cause it to bounce back up and land on a shelf in the TV cabinet. I've no idea whether or not it still works, as it may very well be completely broken now. I was too pissed off to check. Suffice it to say, I never thought I could loath a game as much as I now hate that game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... While I know the game is flawed... Don't take this as a review or anything... I'm still running off the adrenalin from the throw. I might get around to speaking on it if the occasion strikes me later... But for now I feel sick just looking at the accursed thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think about right now... Arg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115495918417184306?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115495918417184306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115495918417184306&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115495918417184306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115495918417184306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/08/total-frustration.html' title='Total Frustration'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115444241979116549</id><published>2006-08-01T23:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:41:46.196+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Electronic Entertainment Elimination</title><content type='html'>I'm sure you may very well have already heard this little tidbit... But for those of you who are not in the know, I feel the need to... Express myself unto you in a manner that is not befitting of my usual carefree and attemptingly humorous manner... For those of you who do not wish to open their minds to a perception of my persona that has not manifest itself since the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;birth&lt;/span&gt; of this blog, then I beseech you to turn your gaze further down the post until you hit the Youtube videos... You have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... For the love of all that is good and holy in this land of overpriced sticks of tobacco designed to kill you one puff at a time, who the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt; decided that &lt;a href="http://www.gamespot.com/news/6154897.html?part=rss&amp;tag=gs_news&amp;amp;subj=6154897"&gt;canceling E3&lt;/a&gt; was a good idea?! So the various venues that are linked in some way to the event, including hotels and the like make in excess $50 million each E3... So all that money comes from the developers... So I never got to GO to the damn thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that, &lt;a href="http://www.penny-arcade.com/2006/07/31"&gt;as Penny Arcade stated&lt;/a&gt;, the loss of the already rather exclusive E3 is not a fatal blow to the industry, and in fact will likely mean more information more often... But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;! It blows my steam! E3 is just about the closest things gamers of the world can attribute to being an international games recognition week. Not quite a holiday... But a time period where all the good little nerds and geeks gather around their plasma flatscreen and wait for small gifts to fall into their laps like a pez dispenser with a timer and live streaming dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I've still not been able to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm sure we will all survive another Quanza without our palates being moistened by the expo, but what my point here is, is that I don't think we really want to. We like our E3, and we would kindly ask that you give it back. It's like saying Christmas is now and forever canceled, but don't worry, you'll get the same amount of gifts spread out through the year. Well bucko... We don't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WANT&lt;/span&gt; that! I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIKE&lt;/span&gt; sitting down at Christmas and opening gifts one after the other. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIKE&lt;/span&gt; anticipating the morning of the day. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIKE&lt;/span&gt; the whole god damn experience thank you very much. And as I carry my metaphor beyond the legal limits, I must point out that I have the exact same feelings about E3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E3 doesn't belong to the developers anymore. It belongs to the people. The kids with dreams of grandeur, who watch the videos and tell themselves "Someday I'll go to E3... Someday". I can't even hold it akin to telling your kids Santa isn't real. It's like telling them he was brutally murdered by Mrs clause who then promptly sodomized the Easter bunny and cooked it for dinner, and that neither holiday shall ever be celebrated ever again. Now tell me... Would tell your children that? No? Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON'T FUCK&lt;/span&gt; with our E3 damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that that's off my chest. Let's all welcome back the more calm Maverik... That's it. Breath deep the fresh air my everything is excreting now that all that angst and rage is dealt with. And as I promised you... 2 Youtube links that pertain to an old event, but one that I still think is absolutely hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jon Stewart on Crossfire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmZkw169xEI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmZkw169xEI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Aftermath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6cVpOADoLg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6cVpOADoLg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uqquhd_3mu4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uqquhd_3mu4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115444241979116549?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115444241979116549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115444241979116549&amp;isPopup=true' title='49 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115444241979116549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115444241979116549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/08/electronic-entertainment-elimination.html' title='Electronic Entertainment Elimination'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115441549766814827</id><published>2006-08-01T16:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T16:58:17.676+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A Promise Made Is A Promise Kept</title><content type='html'>Here you go. One Skunkman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/Skunk%20Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/Skunk%20Picture.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I found the camera, then lost it again... So we are still short on photos of the SeaMonkey tanks and other various things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just had an interview for a 'day job' at Toyworld, so if I can get that, I'll have money again which is a good thing. Though it will make the contest exceedingly hard to pull off... But we SHALL prevail! I promise this thing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; go ahead as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another short update I know... But it's better than no update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115441549766814827?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115441549766814827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115441549766814827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115441549766814827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115441549766814827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/08/promise-made-is-promise-kept.html' title='A Promise Made Is A Promise Kept'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115426054133513421</id><published>2006-07-30T21:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T21:55:41.346+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Brilliance</title><content type='html'>Sea Monkeys are still too small. Haven't not slept yet. Yoshi is crying out "Fuck off Jesus, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; am the son of god!" much in relation to a game of Dr. Mario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comic will be resurrected again as I swear to work on it now. Hopefully we will see some progress. In the mean time... I have some art for you all to admire/drool over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/mystery_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/mystery_girl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napz has also drawn the worlds most bitching picture of a skunk man, which he cannot find at the current time... If he ever does, I promise to throw that up here for even more admiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all that ever happened in the world today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115426054133513421?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115426054133513421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115426054133513421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115426054133513421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115426054133513421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/07/brilliance.html' title='Brilliance'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115384914849554860</id><published>2006-07-26T03:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T03:39:08.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely Priceless</title><content type='html'>I'm not really one to post random crap in here... But what the hey. I saw this a year or two ago and just ran across it again. Funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/THsTACHZMtc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/THsTACHZMtc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115384914849554860?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115384914849554860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115384914849554860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115384914849554860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115384914849554860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/07/absolutely-priceless_26.html' title='Absolutely Priceless'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115374690144379912</id><published>2006-07-24T23:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T23:30:03.353+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestone</title><content type='html'>I have just now FINALLY breached that always leering milestone of my playlist... I now have over 1000 songs! Celebrate oh people of the world! That's a total 1002 songs with an average track length of 3:56, and an estimated total length of the playlist landing in at a whopping 66 hours 27 minutes 13 seconds! For those of you playing the home game, that's over 2 days worth of music to listen to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I contemplated posting the list here. But I when I realized just how freaking long it was, I sought an alternate method. And that's when I found Winamps handy little feature... Generating a full playlist! &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/level_up88/MavsPlaylist.html"&gt;BEHOLD&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all that I can think about right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115374690144379912?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115374690144379912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115374690144379912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115374690144379912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115374690144379912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/07/milestone.html' title='Milestone'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115373689905585650</id><published>2006-07-24T19:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T20:28:19.190+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress Report</title><content type='html'>Ok readers (all 2 of you), I'll bet you're wanting to know what's up with these little aquatic pets of ours... Or you don't. But either way, I'm gonna tell you. They have grown large enough to be easily spotable if you look closely, but still not big enough to REALLY be seen. A photograph for example, would be useless at this stage. However I will dig up the camera and get a lovely shot of the tanks when I have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Yoshi and I took a trip to the city, and Yoshi purchased a number of things that have interested me greatly. The first being an Xbox adaptation of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metal_Slug_4"&gt;Metal Slug 4&lt;/a&gt; which left a lot to be desired... After doing my research, I see now that the correct choice would have been the copy of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metal_Slug_3"&gt;Metal Slug 3&lt;/a&gt; that we were holding at the time. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After procuring that and another Xbox controller, we then set off to the DVD store. What we purchased there was a wondrous movie called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Versus_%28film%29"&gt;Versus&lt;/a&gt;! Take one part guns. One part swords. One part Yakuza. One part Zombies. And one part immortal beings... And what do you get? A 2 hour fight scene with a twisted sense of humor and a whole lotta gore. Everything I've ever wanted in an action movie *Sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we managed to track down the full first season of Pokemon, which is a secret geeky pleasure of ours. And for all those of you who cannot find that fateful ringtone used in the first few episodes, fear not! I WILL transform it to a .wav format, and you WILL be able to download it from here. Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all that's happened to me of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115373689905585650?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115373689905585650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115373689905585650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115373689905585650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115373689905585650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/07/progress-report.html' title='Progress Report'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115341670634342974</id><published>2006-07-21T02:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T03:31:46.436+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New Ambitions</title><content type='html'>So I've been playing around a lot with video editing stuff for the past few years. I've learned a few things, and I realize that there's about 500 billion things I'm totally clueless about... But you know what? I find it fun. It's cool to string a series of clips together and put a piece of music behind them. It's even cooler when you can then put those onto the internet and have people admire your work. Couple this with the fact that I get giddy every time I get a hold of a video camera, and my insatiable urge to film everything... And well... I think you all can see where I'm going with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go into film. Now fear not... This doesn't mean I'm leaving writing behind. It will always be a passion for me, and I've every intention of publishing books and making the billions through paperback. But if I can transform my artistic visions into a visual medium... The possibility's become endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me if you will... To tell of a project that Yoshi and I have come to agreement on. We will, sometime within the next few months, take it upon ourselves to try to outlast each other in a sleep deprivation contest. Furthermore, we will film the proceedings, and I shall cut, edit and past them onto &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt; for your viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparations may take some time as we will have to obtain a camera, some money &amp; a whole lotta willpower (Meaning gallon after gallon of caffeine). However, once we get into this... There's no turning back. This &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt; include things such as TAFE and work if I happen to be employed by this time (Yeah... Right...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a final note... We're growing &lt;a href="http://www.sea-monkeys.com/"&gt;SEA MONKEYS&lt;/a&gt;! This in itself will be a contest, which has no arbitrary rules, end or anything else that would normally resemble a contest. It will simple come down to who's are more awesome. And that in itself shall be divined by the powers of the universe (You guys). Simply put, I will be photographing the 2 tanks, and keeping a progressive diary of the happenings of their growth. This contest may span quite some time as I want to try and incorporate at least 1 generation of the little guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of it all, I will film some footage of our instant pets (although I don't see how taking some 10 days to become actually visible is instant) as Yoshi and I try to make them out perform each other. You guys will decide on the criteria on which to mark our efforts, and then, using a poll I will set up somewhere, you will vote on who's Sea Monkeys are more awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all that has happened to me in my prolonged absence. Stay tuned for updates on our newly created pets, the sleep deprivation challenge, and a photograph of the most bad ass tattoo I have seen in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115341670634342974?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115341670634342974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115341670634342974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115341670634342974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115341670634342974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-ambitions.html' title='New Ambitions'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115272390629479937</id><published>2006-07-13T02:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T03:05:06.376+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Heroines Reborn?</title><content type='html'>Alright, so last time I decided to bring some 'breaking news' to the table, I was popularizing a rather clever gag... But this time I swear it to be true. The Powderpuff girls who we've all come to know and love (or perhaps hate?) have been given a brand new redesign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/1600/Powerpuff%20Girls%20Z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/Powerpuff%20Girls%20Z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting no? However this does not spell the demise of the original crew of unproportionately drawn kindigardians... This is actually more of a spin off... The Anime kind of spin off to be precise. And of course, mixed feelings are abound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what we know thus far... The new Japanamation will be titled "Demashita! Powderpuff Girls Z" which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roughly&lt;/span&gt; translated to "And They're Off! Powderpuff Girls Z". The girls are no longer sisters, nor do they retain any ties to professor Utonium, which brings me to my next point... The drastically different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city of Townsville is a thing of the past. Our new setting? Tokyo City (Of course!). Professor Utonium creates the mythological "Chemical X". Somehow, a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daifuku"&gt;daifuku&lt;/a&gt; falls into the mixture, transforming it to the much more interesting "Chemical Z". His son Ken (a new addition to the franchise), blasts the Chemical Z into a mountain in order to set the weather back to normal (because I suppose shooting unstable chemicals at the problem would be the first course of action a scientist would take) and as expected in such a show, this in turn creates a side effect that gives birth to the new Powderpuffs and their villainous foes. (Hurray for cliche story lines!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the girls are now super heroines by accident (rather than the original 'borne with the powers' motif), they create alter egos for these new super forms. They then gain the ability to transform between these aliases through sparkling and colourful sequences. Which makes this series, the new Sailor Moon copy cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are now known as "Momoko Akatsutsumi" (Blossom), "Miyako Goutokuji" (Bubbles) &amp; "Kaoru Matsubara" (Buttercup). I'm unsure as to whether they will refer to themselves as the American names while in 'Super Form', but the terms do work their way into the transformation sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little else is solidified in the English speaking community as this project is only just taking shape in Japan, and the availability of FanSubbed variations of the currently released episodes are scarce if available at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for those of you who STILL think this is another prank... Feast your eyes upon the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s816BsEizrw&amp;amp;mode=related&amp;search="&gt;opening&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BsukVvNM3lA&amp;amp;amp;amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;ending&lt;/a&gt; sequences of the series. Oh ye of little faith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115272390629479937?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115272390629479937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115272390629479937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115272390629479937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115272390629479937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/07/super-heroines-reborn.html' title='Super Heroines Reborn?'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115086217086471754</id><published>2006-06-21T13:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T13:58:00.666+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Arrangements</title><content type='html'>Well it seems I've got me a new room mate (Technically my FIRST room mate...) and already things have gotten quite interesting. We had to move his stuff from his old place to the new one. And I do believe we broke several trespassing laws in doing so. Quite fun indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting on an actual bed for him to use so it's a mattress on the floor for now. He's not complaining, but it does make getting ready for work in the mornings around his sleeping corpse an interesting trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did I mention my roomie is Yoshi? That's right sports fans. 2 of the comic's creators under the same roof. It's scary to think that there might actually be... Progress... *Shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprisingly little else to say on the subject. Except...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115086217086471754?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115086217086471754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115086217086471754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115086217086471754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115086217086471754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/06/living-arrangements.html' title='Living Arrangements'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115032395098072720</id><published>2006-06-15T08:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T12:11:22.013+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Nintendo Almost Makes A Wrong Turn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-4005512637761601588&amp;q"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/MarioWrestler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right sports fans... Nintendo almost made one &lt;strong&gt;HELL&lt;/strong&gt; of a fatal mistake. In an attempt to bring about a more mature gaming audience, they created this original Alpha version of Super Smash Brothers Brawl in which the characters became big time wrestler and battled it out in the WWF arena. Luckily for all of us though, they asked Masahiro Sakurai (The mastermind behind Kirby, the original 2 SSB games and the more recent DS game Meteos) to return to HAL in order to work on this new title, to which he was happy to return, if only to smack the HAL executives upside their heads for allowing this travesty to come to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to him, we can now look forward to a &lt;u&gt;Real&lt;/u&gt; Super Smash Brothers Brawl experience, rather than this pathetic excuse for a sequel. All hail Masahiro Sakurai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115032395098072720?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115032395098072720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115032395098072720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115032395098072720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115032395098072720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/06/nintendo-almost-makes-wrong-turn.html' title='Nintendo Almost Makes A Wrong Turn'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-115025132040898016</id><published>2006-06-14T12:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T12:15:20.420+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Root Canal Without Pain Killers</title><content type='html'>But less fun... Allow me to explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself and my Co-Worker have officially run out of work to do for now. And so, my boss asked me to join her in filing documents in alphabetical order. This is kind of redundant in itself in that I am the last person to ask for such things as in order for me to do anything alphabetically, I have to actually go through the entire alphabet in my head to find where the letter I'm holding fits in the sequence. Just the way my mind works I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the last 2 hours, I've been standing outside my office in front of the filing cabinets, going over the alphabet so many times that it almost sickness me to have to see so many letters here as I type this. My entire body aches as I'm definitely not built for standing bent over or crouching on one knee for prolonged periods... And I'm not even likely to be paid extra for any of this shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd say this but... I NEED MORE WORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-115025132040898016?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/115025132040898016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=115025132040898016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115025132040898016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/115025132040898016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/06/like-root-canal-without-pain-killers.html' title='Like Root Canal Without Pain Killers'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114982569985887674</id><published>2006-06-09T13:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T14:01:39.870+10:00</updated><title type='text'>An Old Proverb</title><content type='html'>A while ago I was contemplating quitting this job I'm in. Because aside from the obvious loss of monitaty gain (something I've become rather fond of...), I just couldn't justify it... But then I was struck with an old proverb... "&lt;u&gt;Cheaters never prosper, and quitters never win&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; It was at that point I thought to myself... "What the &lt;strong&gt;HELL&lt;/strong&gt; am I saying?" Quitters never win? Just what exactly do I 'win' by staying here? A job that is boring, repetitive, annoying and above all else, extremely irritating? Bah. But unfortunately, I've become somewhat addicted to this whole 'having money' deal. And so I guess I'm stuck here for the time being... I just wonder what I'll do when I lose this income in favor of going to TAFE... A scary thought indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who says cheaters never prosper... Really... The guy who made that quote needs to learn something about how the world works... Moron...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114982569985887674?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114982569985887674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114982569985887674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114982569985887674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114982569985887674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/06/old-proverb.html' title='An Old Proverb'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114976914676077233</id><published>2006-06-08T22:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T22:19:06.776+10:00</updated><title type='text'>By The Gaming Gods!</title><content type='html'>Are my skills in gaming truly as pitiful as they appear? My god I can't even get past world 1-2 of Super Mario now... I swear now an oath before the gods who created our world. Shigeru Miyamoto... Hideo Kojima... And John Romero (Hey... Doom WAS good). I shall regain my lost powers. I shall take back what is legitimately my birthright as a gamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the issue is something so simple, that I've overlooked it every step of the way... Something so obvious that no one has ever thought to point it out... But just recently, I think Yoshi inadvertently gave me exactly what I was missing. Strategy. I had never noticed it before... But I don't ever really think while I'm playing a game. I kind of just let it flow and play on reflex. It was not until Yoshi told me just how mentally exhausting his matches with Napz are in SSBM. How they both have to think so hard to get one up on each other. And that's when it hit me. I don't think while I play SSBM. My fingers and my eyes do all the leg work, and that's that. But it's time I fixed that... I need to lock myself in a room for a few weeks and just drill this concept into myself... Think every step of the way in every game... Hopefully we shall see results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and in case you were wondering... My inaptitude with Mario is simply a misconception. I guess I just forgot to take the game seriously and ran head on blindly into a steam train. These things happen I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114976914676077233?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114976914676077233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114976914676077233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114976914676077233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114976914676077233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/06/by-gaming-gods.html' title='By The Gaming Gods!'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114973691587033827</id><published>2006-06-08T12:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T13:21:55.883+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The N.J Way</title><content type='html'>I apologize for my most recent post. It would seem that in my weakened state, I allowed a more metaphysical form of my mucus to be spewed forth upon that which I have held to be so sacred. It was a moment in which I felt the need to do something, nay, &lt;u&gt;anything&lt;/u&gt; to keep myself from feeling the adverse effects of the viral disease that had staken it's claim upon my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of the wonderful world of self pity, I wish to now indulge you in a philosophy myself and Yoshi have created. As a way of apology for my recent misconduct. I'm sure you will all become more enlightened for this experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lovingly dubbed our philosophy 'The N.J Way' for reasons only those of you who know us will be able to decipher... And the basis of this, is that we will cruise through life, doing as little as physically possible. This can be distinguished from a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bludge"&gt;bludger&lt;/a&gt; by the fact that rather than being totally lazy and refusing to learn to do anything, we are constantly learning and improving. We gain all the skills of a successful individual, and are quite capable of using them. We just chose not too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all quite simply for the reason that we do not work at life to try and find those 'little nuggets' of happiness. We sit back, and let happiness flow to us. It is a simplistic philosophy, and yet one that has carried us successfully throughout highschool. It all falls around one statement... &lt;strong&gt;"The Good Lord Shall Provide"&lt;/strong&gt;. This can range from Buddha, to the Christian god. I like to believe in my personal goddess lady luck, as she has been good to me all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. A short concise explanation of the N.J way. May you all benefit from it's wisdom (Oh how very Zen of me...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114973691587033827?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114973691587033827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114973691587033827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114973691587033827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114973691587033827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/06/nj-way.html' title='The N.J Way'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114948801623649551</id><published>2006-06-05T15:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T16:13:36.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends Are Dangerous Things</title><content type='html'>That was one hell of a weekend, let me tell you. Alcohol, Scrubs Season 2, Robin Williams, some 4 bottles of coke and sleep deprivation. Indeed it was an interesting sight to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I have become beyond tired because of it. Something of a Zombie who is sick of walking around moaning, but has forgotten how to sleep. Or as some may say "Death on Toast". This is not something I'm unaccustomed to mind you... But the perpetual taste of vomit that has been prominent in the back of my throat since Saturday is somewhat irritating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a small update today. I'll have more for you when my head clears out a bit more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114948801623649551?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114948801623649551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114948801623649551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114948801623649551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114948801623649551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/06/weekends-are-dangerous-things.html' title='Weekends Are Dangerous Things'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114914723008244553</id><published>2006-06-01T16:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T17:33:50.103+10:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men 3 Was Great</title><content type='html'>Indeed a more blunt title I could not concoct. But what is this? Could it be true that for once in the pathetic existence of this blog, I, Maverik am staying true to my word? Audible gasp! Egads! And other such exclamations. I'll try to keep the spoilers to a minimum... But if you have yet to see the movie, I suggest you commit seppuku for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-Men: The Movie. A boyhood dream of mine come true indeed. And not only has the rugged claw wielding bad ass and his troupe of talented pals come to a live action format. But it has done so 3 fold now! And as much as you will hear many a dedicated fan cry out in horror at some of the miscrepancy's of the new movie, I choose to take a more contemporary view of the whole affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, when X-Men 2 finished, they gave way to the character Pheonix. A gallant tale of death and rebirth would usually follow in the wake of this appearance if the cartoon was anything to go by. But such was not the case in this movie. Indeed, Jean Grey did not die at all. The whole 'encased in a physique barrier' thing was troubling to say the least. But to hear that Pheonix was NOT a reborn warrior of destiny, but rather the dark subconscious of an extremely powerful (and invariably bitchy) woman. This I have to say, was one of my few gripes with the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I will say, is that where there are differences, rather than hate them for not showing the story as it was originally meant to be... I commend them for successfully taking the franchise in a new and equally interesting direction. I also understand that a lot of the plot ideas from the comics and cartoon are just too complex to transfer into a movie format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a rather heavy focus on Wolverine, and although I'll be the first to admit that I don't mind, as he IS pretty bad ass... But I must also acknowledge what they were trying to do. And that is center the story around him. Something that just isn't supposed to happen. I can be forgiving of them, but I do hope they don't end up botching their otherwise sweet deal with the what looks to be a quadrilogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. That's all I got for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114914723008244553?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114914723008244553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114914723008244553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114914723008244553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114914723008244553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/06/x-men-3-was-great.html' title='X-Men 3 Was Great'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114906264995692183</id><published>2006-05-31T17:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T18:12:41.026+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey Says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So my trigger finger may have been itchy, and I may have jumped the gun so to speak with my previous assumptions of my new colleague Hannah. She's actually quite cool, all admiration for horses aside. I'm still deciding whether or not to regret giving her the link to this. As I seem to have lost the power to bitch if she rises my irk. But we'll cross that bridge if we come to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I figure it's time to let a whole gush of geek just flood it's juices all over this thing, and start-a-pluggin. You all know I'm shameless like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I'd like to speak about &lt;a href="http://gunthegame.com/"&gt;Gun&lt;/a&gt;. It's a free roaming western that tries its hand at the whole GTA style sandbox thing from &lt;a href="http://www.neversoft.com/"&gt;Neversoft Entertainment&lt;/a&gt;. You may have heard of it a while back when it first came out. In all actuality, it's not a half bad game, giving the well received 'Red Dead Revolver' a run for it's money both story and gameplay wise. But unfortunately, that's where it ends. A fun cowboy game, that's missing the very sandbox ideals it was created to portray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me if you will, to explain. In GTA, you can follow the story at your whim, spending your time between missions exploring the vast city, and generally causing a whole mess of trouble for the local law enforcement. As you progressed through the series, this became more and more vast in span. A similar approach was taken in Spiderman 2, where you could explore at your whim. But it introduced the new idea of helping people in distress, allowing you to continue the never-ending fight against petty crimes. Once more, True Crime followed a healthy mix of the attributes of both Spiderman’s 'help society', and GTA's 'create a mass genocide'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gun on the other hand, does none of these things. Once you have completed the story side of things, you can then go on to complete whatever side quests may be left unfinished, and perhaps tackle a bandit or two. But that's where the fun ends. Once you've done everything there is to do. You've quite literally done everything there is to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even going on a gun totting rampage in town feels tacked on and unrewarding, as the NPC's will simply flee in terror, while one or two may shoot back. And if you kill enough innocents, you will enter a 'showdown'. Now that sounds unbearably cool. But it's not what you might think. No pistols at dawn. No 10 paces then shoot. You quite simply take on a barrage of up to about 20 guys with guns. Guy's who are easily dispatched with a few shots from the contents of your Zelda like inventory. And for what? Nothing. There is no civil unrest. You do not become feared. There are literally NO consequences or rewards for doing this. Just a small pat on the back telling you that you finished the showdown by killing everyone or escaping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly unimpressive. Perhaps if they make a Gun 2, they will fix this fundamental flaw in their games design...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for my next blog, where I will talk about the much more pleasing topic of Xmen 3: The Last Stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114906264995692183?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114906264995692183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114906264995692183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114906264995692183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114906264995692183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/05/survey-says.html' title='Survey Says...'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114900025990119274</id><published>2006-05-31T00:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T00:44:19.943+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Good vs Bad?</title><content type='html'>Well it appears that I have a co-worker. Well... Not that I didn't always have co-workers at the office. But more in the sense that, there is now someone else who does the same job as me in the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the first time that someone else has had this job. But it IS the first time anyone's actually been doing it, and I must say, I'm intimidated... I mean, I'm a laid back guy at heart. And I had found an interesting medium between getting work done, and having leisure time. But now that there is someone else there, I can't help but feel that she will not also find this leisure time. And it will no doubt start to look quite embarrassing if the work starts getting done, and all under her name, while I still mill along at a slow but bearable pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Work' as I know it, it seems, will become more like work, and less like... Whatever it is I've been doing all this time, very fast, very soon. And it's a concept I'm not comfortable with. Not in the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upside, I DO finally have someone I can throw bills to, lessening my perpetually growing work pile. So maybe it's time I actually buckle down and earn my paycheck? It's a concept I've yet to truly explore. Something that both pique's my curiosity, and fills me with fear at the same time. Much like I assume the Pandora's box might if it were ever to fall into my possession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what they say. Curiosity killed the entire human race. Or something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114900025990119274?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114900025990119274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114900025990119274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114900025990119274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114900025990119274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/05/good-vs-bad.html' title='Good vs Bad?'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114827634559565836</id><published>2006-05-22T15:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T15:39:05.606+10:00</updated><title type='text'>On Japanese Teenagers</title><content type='html'>I'll give them one thing... They are incredibly persistent... I had someone of Japanese decent add me to their MSN, and I attempted to engage in some form of dialogue with him. This unfortunately proved harder than first expected, as the extent of his knowledge of the English language seemed to end at these three words "Hello", "Camera" and "Yes". He seemed quite intent on conveying some form of invitation to share webcam feeds by mashing these 3 words together in every conceivable order possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I tried in vain to query him of where he obtained my email. I managed to dig up a dictionary, and attempted to ask him in Japanese if he was a friend of Napz. To which he replied "Hello. Yes. Camera" And offered a webcam feed again. I eventually gave up on this tangent, and tried to convey that the "Camera cannot function. Internet slow" all in Japanese. I'm assuming you've guessed his response. "Yes. Camera. Hello" And away he offered that damnable connection once more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has come to my attention that conversing with Japanese people may prove difficult. For you see. It appears they speak a different language. And if this kid was any thing to go by... It's not their language. That only seems to make them insist on babbling further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I shall need Napz for backup on this one. Maybe he will try and actually engage his brain when he see's someone he knows and will actually allow me to put my little dictionary to good use... But until that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114827634559565836?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114827634559565836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114827634559565836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114827634559565836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114827634559565836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/05/on-japanese-teenagers.html' title='On Japanese Teenagers'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114812847395386718</id><published>2006-05-20T22:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T22:34:33.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectations</title><content type='html'>Good gravy was that expo pointless. There were a total of 3 stalls actualy selling tangable merchandice, and one of those was selling pins... The anime theater was tiny, and I could barely read the subtitles... Talk about raising one's expectations... I did manage to pick up Chrono Crusade and DVD 6 of Gantz. That and a cool buildable moddle of a Gundam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were other reasons that made the day a WHOLE lot better... But I beleive those are still of a personal nature, and not for the prying eyes of the general public. Yes. That's right. I just broke Blogging rule no. 1, and refused to log something by aknowleging that this is public access. Fight the power people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significantly shorter than I expected... But that's what SHE said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... Those jokes are lame. But I couldn't resist. In any case, that's really all I have to say here. I'll see what I can't do about having some crasy hyjinx during the week to write about. But untill then... As I always say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114812847395386718?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114812847395386718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114812847395386718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114812847395386718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114812847395386718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/05/expectations.html' title='Expectations'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114796575109191978</id><published>2006-05-19T00:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T09:19:18.753+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Up With The Times</title><content type='html'>So I see that my pal Yoshi has learned how to harness the strength of &lt;a href="http://super-happy-yoshi.blogspot.com/2006/05/hyper-text-markup-language.html"&gt;HTML within his blog posts&lt;/a&gt;. Let us hope this power does not go to his head shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In more relevant news, I am headed out to another Anime convention on Saturday. This time my accomplice shall be the ever lovely Rhiannon, a girl I have recently come to befriend (Trust me. This story goes FAR deeper than I'm letting on. But such is a tale for later days). But you know the funny thing? It was this very fact that made me turn to myself and say "What the fuck? You haven't even posted your Supanova exploits yet!" (Indeed. I DO talk to myself) And so, I decided to give a brief overview of my experience that was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Supanova Pop Culture Expo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Day 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How shall I start... Well. I guess I shall kick it all off with the point at which I exited the train. I have learned an interesting fact of Supanova. The journey to the exhibition is almost as interesting as the show itself. I exited the train, and found myself following what could only be described as a Shogonate Samurai. This is usually how I find my way to the hall. I pick the nearest Anime character and follow them. They usually tend to know where they're going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after an awkward few kilometres (Yea, I looked like some weird stalker... Oh well. Live and learn I guess), I finally reached my destination. Now... The funny thing about this, was that I was overjoyed to see no line down the street as previous years had yielded. I then foolishly concluded that there must be none by now, and that getting in would be a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... Wishful thinking at it's finest folks. I found a line, and began to follow it back. All the way back... Through a twisting car park. Hell, I don't think I actually lined up the right way. I just got in the first one (there were several) that seemed to connect to the hall itself. And proceeded to wait... And wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour or so later, I find myself in the bowels of a void of people, threatening to envelope me into it's warm waiting womb, from which I would never escape. Needless to say, I kinda wished I was back outside in the line. Because at least out there I had room to breath... But none the less, I pushed forward in the hopes of finding that golden glimmer of hope. The madman Anime table. But even navigating my way into a position to see what was on sale was a battle I prefer not to recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally breaking through the barrier, I purchased Apple Seed, Serial Experiments Lain Box Set, and the ever controversial Gantz box set (Well... What was available of it). Though not all was purchased at that time, I wish only to give an overlay, as the events are not quite as fresh in my mind as I would have liked them as I wrote this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, after much stealth and espionage on my part, I managed to band together my band of miscreants, and we set off to find SOMETHING worth doing. Because you see... As luck would have it, with so much to do, there was so little to actually do. If you can decipher my insanity, a gold star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did run into an old friend of mine from primary school, whom I had not seen in such a long time, and who happened to be volunteering at the time. A sort of uncomfortable setting settled upon this positioning, as I was at the time trying to 'steal' a media CD, which was something everyone decided to question whether or not those were actually meant for taking. But regardless, I DID get one. Whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't much else worth noting on that day, and so we all retired to my place to watch Anime and laugh at the Pac-man hat Yoshi picked up. It did indeed scream "I got drunk at an Anime convention". It's really too bad he didn't though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Day 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day was far more interesting. Well... Not in a whole sense... But more in the... We bought ass rapingly good lightsabers, and spent the day swinging them at anything and everything that moved. You simply would not believe the number of times I was asked where to buy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met with James briefly for lunch, who had some cool nick knacks. It was here that Yoshi and I got into a number of badly choreographed light saber battles, all of which were accompanied with signature sequences from the movies. Yes. We are indeed geek's when we want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the absolute highlight of the entire event however, was when both Yoshi and I had a run in with one Darth Vader and his escort. Not a word was spoken, as we all ignited our lightsabers and leapt into combat. Needless to say, the two of us beat him back, and the fight was over. I must say. These things are quite durable for something that looks like it's made out of a fluorescent tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that dear readers, was my quaint little experience, condensed into a 'slightly less frightening than originally planned' format. I hope you enjoyed my ramblings... Well... Actually... I don't really care. The important thing is that you read them. And that's what it truly means to be a blogger. Ponder this, for I now leave to obtain sleep. And possibly pudding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114796575109191978?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114796575109191978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114796575109191978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114796575109191978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114796575109191978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/05/keeping-up-with-times.html' title='Keeping Up With The Times'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114784749132108152</id><published>2006-05-17T16:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T16:31:31.333+10:00</updated><title type='text'>And Lo</title><content type='html'>I know I promised photos... And I may even post them someday. But not now... Such things will be seen too at a later date. For now, I feel the very simple need to shamelessly plug another blog... Indeed it is a bizarre thing for someone to direct attention to a blog other than his own. But I feel that Yoshi's unstoppable vortex of text requires the attention it deserves. And so, I do tell you all to go forth and gaze thin eyes upon the "&lt;a href="http://super-happy-yoshi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Super Happy Yoshi Blog of Shameful Dishonour"&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is indeed a strange and disturbing world we live in... And as I am at work, I shall cut this short right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114784749132108152?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114784749132108152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114784749132108152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114784749132108152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114784749132108152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-lo.html' title='And Lo'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114557985658058433</id><published>2006-04-21T10:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T10:37:36.593+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Supanova: Preparations</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year folks. The ONE convention I'm able to attend. Yoshi shall be joining me for at least Saturday and Sunday, but I can't guarantee tonight. Yes, you read right, I'm going to be going into the special preview night, and I'm quite excited to see what's going to be on offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I'll be returning home during the event, rather than staying somewhere else. So I shall be typing up daily reports on the goings on for you readers. Indeed, it shall be an interesting weekend to say the least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I've little else to say at the current time, other than perhaps subtly plugging my new copy of &lt;a href="http://us.playstation.com/Content/OGS/SCUS-97399/Site/main.asp"&gt;God Of War&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114557985658058433?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114557985658058433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114557985658058433&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114557985658058433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114557985658058433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/04/supanova-preparations.html' title='Supanova: Preparations'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114550728688224494</id><published>2006-04-20T14:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T15:41:22.233+10:00</updated><title type='text'>And So Did It Take Shape</title><content type='html'>Greetings one and all. I bring you both grave and fantastic news! First the bad news. Napz will be going over to Japan for 2 weeks come Friday. So we shan't have alota contact with him for the duration... But on the plus side, we can milk him for shit when he gets back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GOOD news, is that he left us a gift of sorts... And now, without further adieu, I give you, the first official glimpse of our yet to be named comic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/level_up88/Comic/napsandeasterbunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/972/1027/400/napsandeasterbunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now don't fret. We don't intend to make this some kind of Furry loving sexual adventure. This is just some bizarre holiday thing Napz cooked up. But that aside, it's a great chance to see how the art development is traveling. If you'll just guide your attention to Napz's arm, you will notice that there is indeed recognizable shading! And thus the heavens cracked open, and a chorus of 12 angels sang out in praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, other than my insatiable urge to plug a game or two, I've got little else that can be mentioned at the current time. So I'll just leave you in the knowledge that the ancient sleeping Cthulhu will one day reawaken the elder gods and crush all humanity... But until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114550728688224494?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114550728688224494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114550728688224494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114550728688224494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114550728688224494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-so-did-it-take-shape.html' title='And So Did It Take Shape'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114403527437775806</id><published>2006-04-03T13:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T13:36:20.970+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Developments</title><content type='html'>I've about 10 minutes to just pop in and say 'Hi' from work (Yes work!). Situation hasn't really improved a whole lot unfortunately, and I'm currently staying with my dad who on top of not having an internet connection (Or any form of land line for that matter), has decided to enjoy having his personal live in house keeper while I'm there... Yeah, I'll bet HE sweeps the floor and shakes out the rugs every second day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I've been training on this job here, where I analyze phone bills and see if our database can't find the clients a better deal (with one of our affiliates of course). It's no where near as easy as it seems at first glance, but hey, money's money right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I'll probably have to get back to it soon, so I'll finish off here before I have the Don breathing down my neck for neglecting work on the first day (Well... He has 'The Don' on his door so I assume he's the bosses boss round here. Though I think Sharon might be my actual boss... I really should check up on that...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114403527437775806?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114403527437775806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114403527437775806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114403527437775806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114403527437775806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/04/developments.html' title='Developments'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114355849864643387</id><published>2006-03-29T00:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T01:08:18.660+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Perfect...</title><content type='html'>"Kids can't chose the adults in there life". I've only recently come to grasp the full meaning and context of this... It was probably the inexplicable vomiting of bile that gave me the reality check I've been needing. The term "Sick and tired" takes on a new meaning, and it's far too literal for my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting really sick of moving about, and having my life uprooted constantly. I've dealt with it so long that even the palm reader guy told me the reason my hands have a billion lines instead of like 12, is cus I'm constantly stressing. And now outa the blue, I'm hit with this? Lemmi tell ya, it's not a fun time I'm having at the home end of the spectrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I can't really whine about my life, it could stand to be a lot better. I just wanna live in the same house for a few years. Not move, live in the same area, have the same conveniences and nearby friends... Is that asking all that much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno... I've gotta get out of this destructive vortex while I still can... It's like being swept over a waterfall with a rope to safety only JUST out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114355849864643387?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114355849864643387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114355849864643387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114355849864643387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114355849864643387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-perfect.html' title='Just Perfect...'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114286436932784094</id><published>2006-03-21T00:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T00:19:29.353+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A Prayer</title><content type='html'>No jokes today. I just want to put it out there that my hopes are with Sjoerd's grandmother as she goes into opperation... I'm hopin ya pull through Corry. And if you are taken from this world, rest in peace, knowing that your memory will live on in your grandson's, and in my memorys. Best of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114286436932784094?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114286436932784094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114286436932784094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114286436932784094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114286436932784094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/03/prayer.html' title='A Prayer'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114267909518236785</id><published>2006-03-18T17:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T20:54:27.216+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Aeon Flux Review</title><content type='html'>There's not a whole lot more to say here. I would talk of a very interesting Virtual Reality game I saw, but I'll wait till I can get a hand at the thing before I go shooting off at the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aeon Flux Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This movie was not relay what I had been expecting... I guess for a moment there, I let my cinema caution guard down, and just went by a simple viewing of a trailer. Bad move on my part... This movie wants so badly to be a traditional action movie with a twisting plot. What it became, was a cheap imitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aeon Flux is based loosely around a cartoon series from the 1990's. However, if this is the reason for seeing the film, it's better to avoid it, as you will draw few strings between the two. The movie does however, feature a plot that is far easier to follow than it's animated counterpart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie's story is weakened by it's predictability, as things such as her assassination attempt of Goodchild happening so early in the movie make it obvious that things are going to change, and quick. This leaves the movie to fall back on it's action sequences, which in themselves are less than stellar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fight scenes are well choreographed, and the actors play their part in the awfully one sided battles well. It's just unfortunate that most of the time, the movie suffers from the AvP syndrome. A horrible camera. It just does not let you see half the action that's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these issues aside, it's an ok movie if you're into the sexy gals clad in tight costumes kicking some ass, but otherwise, there isn't a whole lot else to get excited about. It really is a mediocre action flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rent it when it comes out, but don't waste your money on a movie ticket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. Aeon Flux. Join me next week when I hunt down and sodemise small animals with a large stick! (Yes that was a very bad joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114267909518236785?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114267909518236785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114267909518236785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114267909518236785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114267909518236785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/03/aeon-flux-review.html' title='Aeon Flux Review'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114265220994431423</id><published>2006-03-18T12:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T13:25:52.300+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicated Trailer Trash</title><content type='html'>Next time you decide to insult someone for living in a trailer... Take a step back and consider something... It's freaking hard to hook one of those things up! Considering I'm about to be living in one in Waynes back yard, for the sake of having enough room to move, I was given a lecture on what was needed to be done to the houses fuse box in order to allow for it to run without blowing the same fuse over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, there's another disco thing tonight. I don't think I mentioned the previous one, so I'll explain. It's a disco that's held twice a month at the PCYC. Eccencialy a bad night club for kids (Complete with jumping castle). There's an older kids one and a younger kids one. I was dragged to the older one by Joshua (Not Yoshi), and found it to be irrefutable dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this other disco is for the kids, and apparently Zac will be attending. Along with Joshua and his friends. I on the other hand, can't stand another one, so I'll be avoiding it like the plague. I just felt this was something that maybe I should convey (and lengthen this post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later tonight I'll throw up a review of the new movie Aeon Flux. But until then, I would like to point out that in Russia, blog writes you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114265220994431423?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114265220994431423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114265220994431423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114265220994431423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114265220994431423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/03/complicated-trailer-trash.html' title='Complicated Trailer Trash'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114260689552835348</id><published>2006-03-17T23:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T00:57:00.060+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rest Of My Life</title><content type='html'>I guess today's post was a little preemptive... But I was more getting it out in the open than anything else. As you can probably tell as I'm posting twice in 24 hours, which is something I just don't do, as I've been better known to not blog at all really. Well I know I've said it a million times before, but I'm GOING to stick with it this time. I'm no longer living in the middle of nowhere, and so I'm actually having interesting encounters again. A clear bonus as any true blogger would know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First focus I'd like to make is on the phenomenon that is &lt;a href="www.ebay.com"&gt;eBay&lt;/a&gt;. Most of you may know it as that online auction house full of useless junk... Some of you may also be aware that I am now living with one of the top sellers in Australia. Now, where you might sell a thing or two for a quick buck or two... He sells his wears for a living. I always knew he sold a lot... But I never truly grasped just how much of an understatement that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a van with which to transport his many packages to the post office once the sale is finalized and everything is approved. This Van was PACKED with boxes. And this wasn't even a holiday rush! The postal officer complained that due to Wayne (being that top seller obviously) alone, he is often full before he reaches the final postal office for the route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a truly terrifying thing indeed... What's even more frightening, is that I may follow this trend and open my own eBay store. How I'm going to keep up with this is beyond me, but I haven't strived for a decent challenge for a while now. I feel obligated somehow to also shamelessly plug his &lt;a href="http://stores.ebay.com.au/Prosound-Electronics-Funstuff"&gt;store&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that all out of the way, I was given what could only be described as a crash course in car model's and makes. I suppose it had to be coming sooner or later with me constantly referring to Wayne's 4WD as a 'Jeep' (Such things frustrate the living daylights outa him, as apparently it is not even CLOSE to a jeep).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I failed miserably at the task of recognizing any such vehicle, and resorted to squinting in an attempt to read the logo's. Some might say that my crash course was more of a crash and burn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fast forward to dinner tonight. We go out to a burger joint favored by Wayne, and for good reason. The food was some of the best I've eaten in quite a while. But as it turns out, Wayne is a good friend of the owners husband. We bought a late meal, and so he came out and sat with us as we ate (He came bearing the whisky drink called bullets. So I was more than willing to overlook the intrusion) and chatted it up with Wayne and Mother dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as time goes on, they finish discussing a trip to India, and it is revealed that he is the palm reader who predicted that Mother dearest would come to be with him in the near future. So of course, out come the palms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne refused to allow him a second look at his hand, and so he moved straight to Mother dearest. Her hand was apparently 'very interesting' and he proceeded to speak of her personality, subsequently getting most right. He mentioned that her fist said 2 male children, but that wasn't the most impressive thing ever as both myself and my 7 year old brother were seated at the same table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he finished with Mother dearest, and at the constant begging of a 7 year old, he did Zac's hand next. All he could really deduce from the 5 lines on his hand was that he seems to be headed for becoming a doctor. His fist said he'd have 1 boy so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he turned his strangely accurate perception powers on me, and out came my hand... This is where things got interesting... He didn't say it was an interesting palm... But rather, it was a palm like nothing he had seen before. He deduced that I was a passionate speaker. That I was a lover. That I was a sick young boy, but have reached a far more healthy stage in my life. He held bad news on this however. Apparently, I'm destined for some illness when I reach my 40's or 50's. Diabetes came as an example, and I can see that as I have a family history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned to my love life, a topic all seemed a little too eager to hear about for my liking... He claimed that I have recently had trouble where I have met someone whom I believe is too beautiful for me. And in a sense, this it true. When applied to my recent downfall, I can draw lines to the fact that I feel she is far too beautiful a person emotionally and spiritually for me, being such a kind soul, I indeed feel that I do not deserve her, which I suppose added to my expectations of rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was done, he moved onto the bit that he claimed was unprecedented... The line that supposedly shows what kind of job I will attain, or move towards. This line did not move in any kind of way it should. All he could say for sure, was that it would be an unusual job that perhaps does not exist yet, and that it would not exactly be embraced by society. This apparently did not mean that it would be something vulgar... But that it would be seen as very unusual, and people would most likely approach it with caution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a final note, I'm apparently destined to have one female child. And so all in all, it was an interesting experience. Something I'm interested in looking further into. For example, having him examine my other palm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all from me for now, and until next time, allow me to impart some wisdom upon you all. "A wood chuck could chuck approximately 40 pounds of wood if a wood chuck could chuck wood".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114260689552835348?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114260689552835348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114260689552835348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114260689552835348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114260689552835348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/03/rest-of-my-life.html' title='The Rest Of My Life'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114255851303555574</id><published>2006-03-17T10:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T12:00:34.136+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Few Days</title><content type='html'>It's amazing what a few days can bring about... The last time I posted, I mentioned a certain someone that I liked, whom I was hiding my true intentions from. Well... This is no longer the case. She worked out just what my thoughts were, and in essence, turned me back. While this is not exactly unexpected, that didn't exactly make things feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, things are slowly getting back to normal between us, and that can only be a good thing. The other party and I however, seem to have hit a snag. He has become somewhat... Uncomfortable with me, which isn't what I want at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I keep promising I'll review things, so here I go with a review of the newish movie "Lord Of War".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Lord Of War Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This movie is hard to pin into any one specific category. I think at heart, it is a drama about the moral conflicts of arms dealing, but if you're anything like me, you'll also appreciate the movies unique brand of subtle humor which peaks in almost every time Nicholas Cage opens his blessed mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final line of his opening monologue is a play on an old quote, and possibly the best thing I've heard uttered in a cinema in the last decade or so. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"There are over 550 million firearms in worldwide circulation. That's one firearm for every twelve people on the planet. The only question is: How do we arm the other 11?"&lt;/span&gt; It's lines like these that had me in a constant good mood, no matter how dreary things seemed to get, which was a definite plus, as many drama's fall short when they get the audience so bogged down, that you leave the movie on a complete downer. Hopefully, other directors will take a page from Andrew Niccol's book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire movie is accompanied by the narrating monologue of Yuri Orlov (Nicholas Cages character), which gives the whole movie a warm fuzzy feeling to anyone who's missed this style of story telling, as it vanished from our movies in recent times. It seems to become necessary, as the movie moves bounds and leaps across the many different time periods in which Yuri peddles his wares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some very emotional scenes between Yuri and his brother, and the entire ending dose fall on a very sad note, however, it manages to keep it's stride and ends finds it's way to keep us all entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it's a great movie that should be seen. Whether your a drama lover, comedy fanatic or just plain war enthusiast, this is something you should definitely see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on that note, I point out that scientists have made an amazing discovery that baffled the entire community... Men are different from Women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114255851303555574?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114255851303555574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114255851303555574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114255851303555574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114255851303555574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/03/last-few-days.html' title='The Last Few Days'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-114231473395813421</id><published>2006-03-14T14:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T15:38:56.086+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Times Are A Changin</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm finaly back in a sence. I was out for quite a while because my stepfather had failed to pay the phone bill, crutial to my dial-up connection at the time. It's been unpaied since 3 or 4 weeks ago now... So you can imagine my irritation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's all behind me now. In more ways than one. The saga of Reg is over, and a new tale beguins. I unfortunately can't elaborate on any details... But let's just say that situations are improving, and my dizmal life is starting to take a turn for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely unrelated note, I'm at a quandry, and have been for a while now... The usual story of "I like girl, she likes someone else". And usualy I'll just tell her, gague the reaction and be on my merry way. But this time I can't do that... Doing so would cause her a great deal more anguish than I wish to inflict, and so I must remain silent on the matter... Never knowing her thoughts :&lt;br /&gt;Alot of anomnimity in this post, which is probably the reason it's so short... I'd talk about the movie "Lord Of War", but it wouldn't be in the same tone as the rest of this post, and so I'll leave it for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's me saying "Stay in school". Or don't... Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-114231473395813421?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/114231473395813421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=114231473395813421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114231473395813421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/114231473395813421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/03/times-are-changin.html' title='Times Are A Changin'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-113852175370928934</id><published>2006-01-29T17:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T18:02:33.720+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, Same Shit</title><content type='html'>Well, after such a long break over the holidays, I figured another update was in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great new years! Yeah... I don't believe me either. It was very average to tell the truth. Went into the city, saw Narnia (Actually was surprisingly good), and went off to watch the fireworks at southbank. It was at about this point where I realised that I was TOTALY failing to get anywhere with the girl I had been trying to start conversations with all night, as she was opting to disappear with Lee, who ironically had a girl with him (I think their engaged or something).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was half interesting. Got my hands on a Nintendo DS, and finally got me a copy of Ace Combat 5. Something I've been hunting for quite some time for. Or rather... Hunting for the money for. I also got a Sonic game for the DS which was a bit of a highlight for the console in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week was my almighty 18th birthday. Huzzah. The day itself was full of the dull drudgery of cloths shopping. Which I'll admit was necessary, as I needed some nice threads to go out into the new culture that had opened up to me that night. But even the night was dull. We went to 2 bars in total, had one drink at each, and called it a night. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So onto the comic sector of my life. The guy's are claiming my last post was unfair, and that I'm only seeming to get pushed away because I live so far off. And as much as I think that's a dumb reason, I do see how it may affect them. But in any case, we have written up a pilot, and Napz is underway trying to bring it to life. As long as Yoshi doesn't read it too many more times and decide that because it's seeming worse every time, it must be bad. Of course, it could always be because it's not funny the 500th time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still searching for work... But I'm hoping that my application to be a Loss Prevention Officer comes through. I'm pretty sure that would be fun, and more importantly, profitable. Hey, a guy's gotta eat right? Speaking of... I may just have to go and get on the Doll or something if this doesn't come through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in any case, that's about the extent of semi interesting things I have to say. If you're all good, I'll consider reviewing Path Of Neo and Devil May Cry 3 for the PS2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is me signing off and leaving a small piece of advice. "Don't lick a mafia boss's face. They are not made of candy as some may have you believe."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-113852175370928934?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/113852175370928934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=113852175370928934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/113852175370928934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/113852175370928934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-same-shit.html' title='New Year, Same Shit'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-113404722614423293</id><published>2005-12-08T22:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T23:15:13.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'>'Teamwork' woes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Every time I speak to Napz and Yoshi, it seems that the comic is becoming less and less of 'our venture' and more 'their venture'... To better understand where I'm coming from... Allow me to tell you a tale. A tale of the creation of our comic. A tale... Well you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea originally spawned from some rather philosophical chatting between Yoshi and myself over a few friendly (although horribly one sided) SSBM games... We decided that we couldn't live meaningless lives within an office cubical, doing work that no one will appreciate till we don't do it, and never leaving our mark on anything. We wanted more. We wanted to be known. To be a chatroom name. We wanted to be omnipresent across the internet. And thus, the comic's original, very vague form was born unto this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, our biggest concern was that neither of us knew anything about the whole debacle. And so we buckled down and eventually emerged with an Alpha version. "Level Up". It was an ongoing story about 2 best friends who spent their days within the worlds biggest and most needlessly complex arcade. This was going along rather well till we realised we actually knew very little of arcade's these days. And so the project was scrapped entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we created our brain child. Our favourite and someday, hopefully a well selling comic book. Game Over. It was a very elaborate, action packed story of how the video game producers were evil tyrants, and the developers had to enlist the help of key gamers across the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. Onto the next issue. Neither of us could draw (Yoshi being severely out of practice). And so, I enlisted the help of a newfound friend 'Pickle Jar'. But what we soon came to realise was that he was highly unreliable, and ultimately a rather useless guy. We got one pic that had nothing to do with anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After grieving over out artist issues, we made a new idea to harbour our more erratic ideas that would not fit into Game Over. We would later dub the comic 'Friendly Fire' as a temporary name... But for now, we wrote and wrote and came out with a number of scripts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at this point, that Yoshi was struck with a revelation. His old friend Napz was a brilliant artist. Perhaps he could help? And so we contacted him. He agreed very quickly, and even moved closer for convenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was were my troubles began (Cue bitching)... Yoshi and Napz go way back. Primary school way back. And thus, they seemed to share some kind of, higher level of friendship than that of Josh and I. Which has proven evident as they often tend to plan things for the comic without asking me... And often, they planned to do things or go places or just plain hang out. Now, I wouldn't so much mind this, if not for the fact that I often receive back word that there was a rule to keep these things hush, hush from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest issues I have, are that they often gang up on me over issues within the comic. Never have I had someone agree with me on something that someone else did not agree with. Thusly, I always end up feeling as tho my opinion holds little value in the whole matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it was every name I've ever suggested for the comic (Granted some were bad... But I've had some good ones too) Then it was Mav's name. They tried to tell me that it was unrealistic, and that I could not use it, whilst Yoshi was apparently perfectly fine. And now, after Yoshi and myself worked out what the Pilot issue would be (A jumping the shark reference) Napz decided he didn't get it, and thus didn't like it. Ok. Fair cop. But then Yoshi changes positioning and decides he no longer likes it either. Back to square one I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, they have both decided on a pilot, and without seeing what I think, or asking for my input to any degree, they are now creating this comic, even as I type this. So I decided that perhaps my 2 cents were valued to some degree, and suggested something that would give the issue more of a 'first issue' feel to it. To which I was greeted by their comment of 'Oh it doesn't need to feel like a first issue'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me? Or am I not part of this thing anymore? Because seriously? I don't remember the last time my input was given any credit, or the last time that I was asked about anything. The only times it gets brought up to me these days is when I'm already there and it just seems convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Authors Note: I realise that the bitching about them not telling me about going places has nothing to do with the core rant... I just felt like getting that outa my system as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-113404722614423293?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/113404722614423293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=113404722614423293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/113404722614423293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/113404722614423293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/12/teamwork-woes.html' title='&apos;Teamwork&apos; woes'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-113344545941459802</id><published>2005-12-01T22:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T00:14:33.376+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Will Tell</title><content type='html'>Well. Seems I finally managed to work out a little of where Reg is coming from when we argue. So perhaps we'll be able to work our differences out and whatnot. Or maybe not. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, the more important matter at hand here is that I may have found myself someone. Call it an attempt if you will. I met her quite some time ago, and have only just come back into contact with her. She's a nice girl. And although she will deny it, she's quite good looking too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all I probably have no chance in Hades... But hey, can't blame a guy for trying right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short I know. But I'm sure you'll all deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-113344545941459802?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/113344545941459802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=113344545941459802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/113344545941459802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/113344545941459802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/12/time-will-tell.html' title='Time Will Tell'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-113293623475189899</id><published>2005-11-26T01:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T02:35:07.723+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tale Of Three</title><content type='html'>I'd like to touch base on 3 topics tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly... Huzzah! I'm finally finished school! It's all over, and god willing, I will never step foot in a classroom ever again! (At least, not on the learning end of the spectrum). It's been 12 long years... But it's finally over. No more tests. No more assignments. No more teachers. No more late slips and bathroom passes! Oh happy days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those of you still stuck in one of these concrete prisons... You have my deepest sympathy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing. And this pertains to everyone who likes Indy Rock (Think Nickelback). I have just tonight discovered a band named "Theory Of A Dead Man". They are extremely good, and even on my pathetic 56k, I have already downloaded 8 of their songs, and hunger for more. I'm putting it to all who read this plea, to go forth and discover them. They are brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I have been looking at the Final Fantasy VII Compellation. And I have to say, I'm becoming more and more interested every time I look it up. What I've just discovered is "Last Order". An Anime OVA that runs approximately 30 minutes. It revolves around the event that took place in Nibelheim involving Zack, Cloud Strife, Tifa Lockhart and Sephiroth. The other shows Zack and Cloud escaping from Shin-Ra. The anime cuts back and forth between these two, linked by Tseng as he reflects on both events. So from the sounds of things, it's looking to be a very interesting show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a final statement....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img466.imageshack.us/img466/8371/20050328084439lolololgay2do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img466.imageshack.us/img466/8371/20050328084439lolololgay2do.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-113293623475189899?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/113293623475189899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=113293623475189899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/113293623475189899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/113293623475189899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/11/tale-of-three.html' title='Tale Of Three'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-113127585853152775</id><published>2005-11-06T21:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T21:17:38.550+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Alive</title><content type='html'>Laser Force Sunday was canceled, so I was unable to repreive myself from this slump I've fallen into. With no distractions, I've had the whole weekent to just think. And I'll tell you now, this is a bad thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin seems to have become very quiet since the school got blowen up (this is a game for those who don't know, so don't fret... There's a link just over there) and so with that being so slow, I've even lost that stimulation. I've had one thread that's kept me going. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents went food shopping... Been some months since they did a proper one... $500 later and we have supplies for a while &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have to worm my way outa doing my English Assignment tomorow as I cannot print a thing... Teach won't be happy, but that's her problem realy... I'll have a note and everything. The system fails again. And I couldn't be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the comic goes, I've been told that the site is ready for Alpha testing. It just needs a pilot issue of the comic. So we are going to convine in Modern History to come up with something. Once we have it, I might even get Napz to just give the damn thing to Max for scanning, as it will save us all the hassle of teaching him propper scanning ettiquet. But we shall see how we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing overtly interesting I know... This is, as the title implies, more a post just to let you all know I still live and havn't abandoned you like I have so many times before. I'm remaining vigilant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-113127585853152775?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/113127585853152775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=113127585853152775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/113127585853152775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/113127585853152775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Alive'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-113075530016257634</id><published>2005-10-31T20:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T20:41:40.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Clown</title><content type='html'>Before I get started, on request of sister dearest, I shall elaborate upon the Misty thing. She has a lazy eye, and some other condition that make one of them (not sure which) near blind. So when she looks at people, she seems like she's looking over your shoulder. As I said, it's weird at first... But once you get to know her, it doesn't bother you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So onto today's story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 12 was called down to the hall for a special guest parade sorta thing. This guy was some doctor or something... I wasn't really paying explicit attention as I detest sitting on the ground. But anyway, he was yakking on about drugs and what not, seeing as we would be partying hard now that "School's out for Summer. School's out forever". And one thing he started talking about was peoples ability to look at a situation and say "That's a bad choice. I won't do that." His example was this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sectioned year 12 into 4 groups. "We will take some buses down to Wynnum Plaza, and each group will take a floor, and we will streak through them!" Now, he is standing there, 65 or so, expecting everyone to say "No way dude!" But what do you think happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woodie. Class clown extrodenare, rips his shirt from his body and screams as he runs out of the hall. You should have SEEN that guy's face! Best assembly I've ever attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only other newish news is that the web comic should soon have a website as we have decided to bite the billet, and just let Max make the site for now. When we're done, the comic will be drawn and put online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTOTFS&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-113075530016257634?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/113075530016257634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=113075530016257634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/113075530016257634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/113075530016257634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/10/class-clown.html' title='Class Clown'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-113068276220474279</id><published>2005-10-31T00:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T00:32:42.216+10:00</updated><title type='text'>+1 Weekend</title><content type='html'>That's right boys and drags (I sincerely doubt girls read this). I spent yet another weekend on the road. And amazingly, both Saturday AND Sunday started early for me. Seeing as my weekdays start at 4:30 (A mere 3 hours from now) I don't normally do that. But let it be known that I am NOT a sloth when I need to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was Doom the movie. Now let me warn anyone who's hopes that this will be another Resident Evil transgression are high... It's not. This is just an hour and a half of leave your brain at the door action and suspense. Hell, half the movie isn't even ON Mars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that out of the way, good ol Nigel decided that a purchase of Doom 3 was in order. $30 later, we were on our way back to his humble abode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't claim to be good at FPS. But I don't think the fact that my computer was stuffing up at the lowest graphics settings was helping my game a whole lot... But we did come to the revelation that WoW is not the only game in existence. A nice breath of fresh air indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Saturday out of the way, onto Sunday. Sunday was a makeshift party at Jonno's place. 6 people don't really constitute a party so I'll say 'get together'. But never the less it WAS fun. We had a little tag team Mario Party 5. Jonno and I were the victors. However, everyone seemed to agree that he took the victory a little too seriously. Oh well. Them's the breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invader Zim and Pizza, followed with a capping of Smash Brothers. All in all, the day was quite good. I even solved the mystery of why Misty never seems to look me in the eye when she talks to me. Which I'll admit was kina weird at first. But it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, blabidy blah blah, I'll try to post more... Schools almost over and out so I should have more time up my sleves, so expect more from the Mavmister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch Ya On The Flip Side&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-113068276220474279?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/113068276220474279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=113068276220474279&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/113068276220474279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/113068276220474279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/10/1-weekend.html' title='+1 Weekend'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-112799120169073908</id><published>2005-09-29T20:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:53:21.726+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Advent Children Was Awsome</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ok… It’s been quite some time… But I’m going to &lt;b&gt;TRY&lt;/b&gt; and get this stuff done. So what to post? Well I suppose a primary thing would be Advent Children. This movie is brilliant. So brilliant that I’m able to sell it to die hard Final Fantasy fans. So I’m able to both spread the love and cash in. It’s win win! I’ll throw up a quick review for convenience of simply linking back here when asked for one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maverik’s patented spoiler free review!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;The movie, as most of you already know revolves around the exploits of Cloud and co set some 2 years after the fall of meteor. And when I sat ‘and co’ I mean the whole gang shows up at one point or another. Just some get more screen time than others.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;The fight scenes are really what carry the movie to greatness. Don’t get me wrong. The comedy and storyline are well written. But it is the chance to witness your favorite characters finally fighting it out in full rendered CG action. And WHAT action! Let’s just say that the laws of physics have very little influence on our characters movements. And it never looked sweeter.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;The whole movie looks fantastic and is a really pleasant watch. Just be careful of who you watch it with, as arguments of Final Fantasy past have been known to crop up mid movie, and completely ruin the experience. THANK GOD I watched it with Yoshi the first time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review End&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Another thing I suppose was an interesting happening was my discovery of the legendary Camel Spider. Look it up because I’m not linking. Let’s just say that when you peel yourself off the ceiling looking for one, you should research it a bit more closely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-112799120169073908?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/112799120169073908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=112799120169073908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/112799120169073908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/112799120169073908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/09/advent-children-was-awsome.html' title='Advent Children Was Awsome'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-112539797933892119</id><published>2005-08-30T20:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:32:59.343+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Return 2: The... Returnening...</title><content type='html'>Ahhh... It has been some time no? Well I'll try and be more faithfull with my posts. No garentees though (Not that anybody realy cares... I mean, no one reads this or anything...). In any case, I have been looking into the more technical aspects of the comic's site, since Yoshi is taking his sweet time doing so. And I have discovered that I know almost nothing about these things. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I have finished QCS and am doing Block Exams... Fun fun... And thus, I am flat out bored. But hopefully the future will yeild something more interesting than another playthrough of FFVII (Although that IS rather interesting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd do that movie review... But it's kinda late for that. So I'll leave this as a short and breif post. "G'night population"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-112539797933892119?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/112539797933892119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=112539797933892119&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/112539797933892119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/112539797933892119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/08/return-2-returnening.html' title='Return 2: The... Returnening...'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-112032487972121750</id><published>2005-07-03T02:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T03:21:19.736+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Things To Come</title><content type='html'>Well. On the recommendation of a few friends. I'm now downloading this new game called '&lt;a href="http://gunzonline.com/"&gt;GunZ&lt;/a&gt;'. It seems interesting enough. An MMOTPS (Massive Multiplayer Online Third Person Shooter) about &lt;a href="http://rhorn.unixcab.org/images/cache/thumbnail-JesusLovesYou.gif"&gt;lord&lt;/a&gt; knows what. I'm not quite sure if it's what one would consider an MMO however, as it is apparently played similarly to &lt;a href="http://www.lucasarts.com/products/sith/splash.htm"&gt;the&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lucasarts.com/products/jediknight/splash.htm"&gt;Jedi&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lucasarts.com/products/outcast/splash.htm"&gt;Knight&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lucasarts.com/products/jediacademy/"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt;, and it is played in the same way one would use the online multiplayer function of any game. You pick a server, then connect to a game of your liking. Such things include the usual stuff. &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au/search?num=100&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;lr=&amp;safe=off&amp;amp;oi=defmore&amp;q=define:Deathmatch"&gt;Deathmatch&lt;/a&gt;, Team Deathmatch, &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au/search?num=100&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;safe=off&amp;amp;q=define%3ACTF&amp;btnG=Search&amp;amp;meta="&gt;CTF&lt;/a&gt;. There's also something called Assassination, which I'm guessing will be a &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au/search?num=100&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;safe=off&amp;q=define%3AJuggernaut&amp;amp;btnG=Search&amp;meta="&gt;Juggernaut&lt;/a&gt; of kinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the actual obtaining of this game is quite difficult for poor old me, as I'm confined to the shackles of my &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au/search?num=100&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;safe=off&amp;amp;q=define%3A56k&amp;btnG=Search&amp;amp;meta="&gt;56k modem&lt;/a&gt; and as such, the 131 &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au/search?num=100&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;safe=off&amp;q=define%3AMegaByte&amp;amp;btnG=Search&amp;meta="&gt;MB&lt;/a&gt; file is rather taxing... But having hunted down an option to disable forced reconnections, and a 5 hour connection limit, I'm hoping to be able to download while I sleep. (Sounds like one of those infomercial products that never work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, or today I suppose seeing the time, I'm going into town to bare witness to that which is &lt;a href="http://www.waroftheworlds.com/"&gt;War Of The Worlds&lt;/a&gt; on the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au/search?num=100&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;safe=off&amp;amp;q=define%3AIMax&amp;btnG=Search&amp;amp;meta="&gt;IMax&lt;/a&gt; (I seem to have REALY good luck with movies lately as Star Wars III was also on said IMax...) with Yoshi. So you can expect a full report on that when I get back. Or on &lt;a href="http://boomtown-rats-lyrics.wonderlyrics.com/I-Don%27t-Like-Mondays.html"&gt;Monday&lt;/a&gt;. Whenever I decide it's worth bothering, as I will probably want to try out GunZ before doing much else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I'll just shamelessly plug my &lt;a href="http://flightpath.proboards43.com/index.cgi"&gt;Air Force RPB&lt;/a&gt; and leave you saying. "It may be the early bird that catches the worm... But it is the fashionably late one that steals it at half the effort".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-112032487972121750?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/112032487972121750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=112032487972121750&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/112032487972121750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/112032487972121750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/07/things-to-come.html' title='Things To Come'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-112014973594520743</id><published>2005-07-01T02:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T02:42:15.950+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Baaaaaaack...</title><content type='html'>That's right boys, girls and everything in between. My computer is back from the shop and workin fine! Well... As fine as this computer can anyway. But rather than bitch about wishing I too had a tiny Hercules, I will explain what was wrong and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sent it in finally, as the power supply simply packed it in and moved to Hawaii or something. But in any case, with no conceivable method of running the computer in any way shape or form, mother dearest was forced to send the ol girl in for repairs. And I mean this literally. She summoned the almighty grandmother to take it... That's parents for you... Anyway. Once it was in, they did the obvious thing first. They went on holiday. Don't you just love that warm snuggly feeling of customer satisfaction? I know I sure do. So after that little charade was over, they got down to the more important business of actually fixing the damn thing. Now, first things first. New power supply. All hooked up and rearing to go. This did not however, fix my Blue Screen Of Death problem. So they cracked the case open, and found what they described as a 'coffee like substance, mixed with dust'. This was cooked to perfection and left to dry apparently, as it covered a section of both my motherboard and graphics card. Now the first thing that I thought was "We don't drink coffee" (I'm more of a tea man myself). Of course, I was sure to point out the fact that it had been doing it since we bought it, so they couldn't say "Coffee &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt;!" at me. So the solution was apparently simple... Lace this substance with vinegar and leave to dry for 3 days. Now my first qualm about this was brought to my attention by my good friend Scythe. Vinegar is very acidic... WHY would they be putting something acidic on the cards? Long story slightly shorter. It's fixed. So I'll hopefully be able to post frequently which is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've bored you all to death I have but one last thing to say... "People think that I must be a very strange person. This is not correct. I have the heart of a small boy. It is in a glass jar on my desk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-112014973594520743?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/112014973594520743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=112014973594520743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/112014973594520743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/112014973594520743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-baaaaaaack.html' title='I&apos;m Baaaaaaack...'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-111719038716411096</id><published>2005-05-27T20:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T20:39:47.170+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophy In L33t</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was speaking with a few friends on this boring BCT lesson today, when the conversation turned to looking up the theories behind time travel. We came to realise that in order to time travel, we would first have to meet the speed of light. A mere &lt;span style=""&gt;299&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;792&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;458 Meters a second… Well. That shouldn’t be too hard… Oh and did I mention that that’s only fast enough to STOP time and not traverse it? Well apparently, you have to EXCEED that speed to start moving through time in the reverse direction or even at an accelerated rate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I phrase it like that because in all technicality, we are already traversing time. We do so at a certain rate and in one direction and have the knowledge to do so from birth. It’s the 4th dimension, and it’s scary how few people realise this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;In any case, after a while the conversation somehow turned to Global Warming, and we came to realise just how much we are screwing our planet. But it was when Yoshi whipped up that chart that I couldn’t help but edit the image as thus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/level_up88/hockeystick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;It’s sad to think that it’s true as well… But something I also wanted to point out by posting this, is that if you’ll look, the point where global warming starts to skyrocket is around the industrial era. Well… If that doesn’t tell those who say “No such thing” that we are the responsible ones, then I don’t know what will.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;So till next time, always remember that the worlds most deadly weapon is that of the squirrel in the hands of a crazed maniac.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;- Mav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-111719038716411096?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/111719038716411096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=111719038716411096&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111719038716411096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111719038716411096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/05/philosophy-in-l33t.html' title='Philosophy In L33t'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-111677048414955553</id><published>2005-05-22T23:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T00:09:40.570+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Side Of The Force?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au/url?sa=U&amp;start=1&amp;amp;q=http://www.starwars.com/episode-iii/&amp;e=10313"&gt;Saw Star Wars 3&lt;/a&gt; on Friday and watched the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au/url?sa=U&amp;amp;start=1&amp;q=http://www.starwars.com/clonewars/&amp;amp;e=10313"&gt;Clone Wars cartoon&lt;/a&gt; episodes today. The saga is finally complete. I would insert a lovely image of my ticket, however somewhere during the move, I've lost track of the camera, and there is no way I'm about to plug the scanner in as I've yet to obtain the desk space to accommodate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was good. Personally I hold it almost in as high regard as I hold episodes IV through VI. And now that it's finished, all I have to do is wait for that first edition, &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Uber&amp;r=f"&gt;uber&lt;/a&gt;, proves your a geek 6 movie box set. It will be encased in a platinum box. The DVD cases will be solid gold, and the disk's will be pure silver. It will cost a mere $900,000,000,000 US and there will be only 3 made. They will then shoot the guy who made them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you actually for a second believed that such a testament to &lt;a href="http://www.film-foundation.org/images/board/lucas.jpg"&gt;George Lucas&lt;/a&gt;' master piece would be made, I pity you... But I do have every intention of buying the first edition set of 6 providing they create one. It will then be complimented by having a huge party like thing in which several people will gather at whosever house can accommodate them, and we shall watch from start to finish. Not for the faint of heart. There ain't gonna be no toilet breaks on this ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely unrelated note. I've found a store nearby that sells toy guns that &lt;a href="http://hometown.aol.com/sagephoenix/images/vash.jpg"&gt;resemble the gun&lt;/a&gt; used by &lt;a href="http://www.fedoraforum.org/gallery/file_4gallery/1/6/4/2/2/vash.jpg"&gt;Vash The Stamped&lt;/a&gt; in the very popular &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=Anime"&gt;Anime&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au/url?sa=U&amp;amp;start=1&amp;q=http://www.witch-hunter.net/trigun/&amp;amp;e=10313"&gt;Trigun&lt;/a&gt;. You can bet this will cause me to begin work on obtaining a Vash costume. I intend to literally blow away judges at the next Supernova. Then again... I may simply not do anything, like every other year I've said I was going to go &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au/search?num=100&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;lr=&amp;safe=off&amp;amp;oi=defmore&amp;amp;q=define:Cosplay"&gt;cosplay&lt;/a&gt;. Oh well. One can dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is me signing off for some unknown amount of time. And again sating "Don't steal from your parents... Everyone knows grandparents have more money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-111677048414955553?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/111677048414955553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=111677048414955553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111677048414955553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111677048414955553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/05/side-of-force.html' title='Side Of The Force?'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-111562820198592507</id><published>2005-05-09T18:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T18:49:02.013+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Like A Teenage Girl On Hormones PMSing...</title><content type='html'>We are finally out of the old place and into this new one. Nifty. But I was shocked to find that my bitchy computer decided to get it's period or something when we set it up and it's been beyond fragile ever since. Seriously, this thing seems like it will crash if I sneeze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But onto a happier note... I now have Foxtell Digital. Hurrah! Well... Kinda. It's good. But it's just a matter of time before the novelty dies and I just use it to freeload movies. For now though, it's precious and sacred. 3 cheers for corporate marketing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this new house, I'm walking distance from a shopping centre and train station. And as an added bonus... It feels and looks like suburbia. But alas it's still in the middle of nowhere. However, just the lingering fumes of the illusion keep me sane at night. Which is a good thing because I won't be waking up screaming anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the world of the comic, bizarre seems to be on the agenda. I've been hearing ideas for completely abstract issues. One such idea is based entirely around a urinal cake. Use your imagination people. The other major one I've herd of is one by Napz. Apparently you have to see it to understand. But as Yoshi put it... "Any comic with a talking pig in it is ok with me". But that's yet to be seen when I view it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now feel obliged to explain the term "Jumping the Shark" for reasons I shall not divulge here. This refers to an episode from Happy Days. It was the episode where you could pinpoint that the series had finished it's run and was going downhill. In this episode, "The Fonz" was water skiing. Leather jacket and all. At some point a shark is encountered and in a very action like sequence, he hit's a jump and fly's over the shark. And thus the term "Jumping the Shark" was coined. Huzzah for Yoshi's wealth of pop culture knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is me saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Shoot em all."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes. All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-111562820198592507?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/111562820198592507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=111562820198592507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111562820198592507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111562820198592507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/05/like-teenage-girl-on-hormones-pmsing.html' title='Like A Teenage Girl On Hormones PMSing...'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-111460908916810790</id><published>2005-04-27T23:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T23:45:45.773+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity Is Finaly Here</title><content type='html'>I actually hadn't herd of &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/universal/serenity/"&gt;Serenity&lt;/a&gt; until just today... But I've gotta say. This move looks the shit. As a result I am putting it on my must see list alongside &lt;a href="http://www.starwars.com/episode-iii/"&gt;Episode III&lt;/a&gt;. Another movie I've been looking into is &lt;a href="http://www.hitchhikersmovie.com/"&gt;The Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy&lt;/a&gt;. After that I can't think of too many other movies I'm REALY looking forward to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now a bit of good news for all you Linux lovers out there. New information on the &lt;a href="http://www.linuxworld.com.au/index.php/id;669959914;fp;16;fpid;0"&gt;2.6.12 kernel&lt;/a&gt; has been released to the public. Huzzah. Personally I don't use Linux because I'm not in the programming/hacking business these days. But I just felt that a few readers may find it interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently been asked to explain who one &lt;a href="http://www.fat-pie.com/flash.htm"&gt;David Firth&lt;/a&gt; is as I've brought him up in conversation. I always answerer simply and easily. "He's one fucked up bastard". I say this because I've watched his animations and no one can think of things that twisted without having a screw or two loose. I will warn you now. Most of those video's are NOT work safe. And I don't mean this in the sense of nudity, but in the sense that you will probably not wanting too many people knowing you watch these things. For those with a weak stomach, I will suggest whole heartedly that you stay the fuck away from &lt;a href="http://www.fat-pie.com/milkman.htm"&gt;The Milkman&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.fat-pie.com/love.htm"&gt;Valentines Day Special&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I leave you all with this pointless little time waster. What kind of homicidal maniac are you or one of your friends? I don't particularly care. But if you do, then &lt;a href="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074645612"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; should lay those restless thoughts to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so Adue, Adue... In the end, I will be worth more money than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-111460908916810790?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/111460908916810790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=111460908916810790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111460908916810790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111460908916810790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/04/serenity-is-finaly-here.html' title='Serenity Is Finaly Here'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-111434983794733454</id><published>2005-04-24T23:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T23:37:17.946+10:00</updated><title type='text'>When All Else Fails, Lie</title><content type='html'>I've found this tactic quite useful in recent days. Some people I know have been trying to send me potential scripts for the comic... I put on a pretty face and accept the files with promises that I shall look them over. Of course, after so many from people I barely know, I tend to simple delete these. I know who the characters are. So do Yoshi and Napz. You do not. So stop with the sending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side of the coin I'm quite open to suggestions on how to improve a comic I have made as I do want public opinion. It's the life-blood of the comic anyway. Well... Actually, no it's not. And that's really the whole point. I'm just an insecure writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I need to set some kind of outing up with Yoshi sometime in the near future... Perhaps getting him to come over to discuss the comic, and help us move furniture onto trucks in the process. Hell, I got Syphon to do it once. And besides, it would be both productive and beneficial to him in both senses of the words in that he will also be getting me to Wynnum North sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post I know. But I've not much to say that won't leak out too much comic info... *Sigh* Oh well. This is Mav saying "When you walk down that theme park's road... Kick a costumed idiot in the nads fer me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-111434983794733454?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/111434983794733454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=111434983794733454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111434983794733454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111434983794733454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/04/when-all-else-fails-lie.html' title='When All Else Fails, Lie'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-111417095726049864</id><published>2005-04-22T21:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T22:05:21.846+10:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Shadows</title><content type='html'>Firstly I must apologise for my most recent post... I may have been a bit too quick to accept a &lt;a href="http://forums.ffonline.com/showthread.php?p=858517&amp;amp;posted=1#post858517"&gt;gaming channel&lt;/a&gt; and as such I didn't really research the thing properly. But you live and learn I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, &lt;a href="http://www.animemusicvideos.org/members/members_videoinfo.php?vid_id=59179"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; will rape your grandmother and ask for seconds. I absolutely love that vid. I actually had not thought of an MGS AMV until I saw that. But I must agree, it makes a very good candidate. I'm currently gathering them so that I may create my own to a tune I will not reveal. Call it a secret project if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will know for sure whether we are moving to this new place or not by Tuesday. We were SUPOSED to know by tonight but apparently that aint happening now. This dose not bode well folks... I smell impending doom upon the horizon. I swear I'm gonna scream so loud they'll here me in Scandinavia if we don't get it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comic hasn't progressed any on this end lately. I'm having a frustrating convo with Napz even as I post this. He's just being annoying for the sake of it I know... But still. It makes a 10 minute info exchange take an hour or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All else I can really say right now is that I was banned off the comp all day for a stupid reason I won't go into here. So that'll explain where I've been all day. In any case, remember the advice of someone I can't remember. Always keep a flag by your door for those days when the Jehovah's witnesses are out in droves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-111417095726049864?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/111417095726049864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=111417095726049864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111417095726049864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111417095726049864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/04/in-shadows.html' title='In The Shadows'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-111397687874131582</id><published>2005-04-20T15:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T16:01:18.743+10:00</updated><title type='text'>We Demand G4</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna jump straight into the point here. Fellow Australian gamers! The time is now for us to band together and let our bitching cry out and be herd in droves at once! We want's &lt;a href="http://www.g4tv.com/"&gt;G4&lt;/a&gt; on Australian Cable TV! Go forth and contact the cable company's and demand that we receive it! And that out bitching will not cease until we are appeased. Austar, Foxtell, Optus. All must convert to out visions. As must any other providers within Australia that I am unaware of. As gamers, we demand our gamers channel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully that has inspired the masses to go forth. But more than likely not... I'm still unsure how far the reach of my Blog extends as of yet. But never fear, I am taking up other methods of spreading mass rioting and the like to come crashing down on Cable TV's ass. I for one will be calling, mailing and emailing Austar till I am blue in the face, out of ink and out of Internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-111397687874131582?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/111397687874131582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=111397687874131582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111397687874131582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111397687874131582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/04/we-demand-g4.html' title='We Demand G4'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-111391176714619281</id><published>2005-04-19T21:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T21:56:07.146+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Movin On West</title><content type='html'>All seems confirmed people. I'm headed west. And to all you non believers who said it would never happen, I am going back to Wynnum North! Put that in your pipe and choke on it. This means a 4 am wake up and an hour 40 minutes train trip. But guess what? I don't care! Cus I'll be back among the people! *Dose prenuptial agreement dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day itself wasn't so bad. School was eventful for once which explains the lack of bitching. Things went down-hill afterwards... But we went out for dinner so things evened out. However I'm on my old 56k ATM due to our ADSL bill having not been paid. But we are changing providers to TPG so it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who I RP with, I apologise for my diminished posting recently, but IPT assignment called for a 68 page documentation that needed doing -_- Well actually 200 was preferred, but we just couldn't push past the 68 mark. Oh well. In any case, I'll be trying to RP more often if school doesn't rape my free time like that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In comic news, I've started working on those ark's, and I must say, they are coming out rather nicely. I've gotten a few compliments, and even caused a chuckle from Yoshi on the first draft. An accomplishment in itself. Am currently writing a set where they go to Japan. It has to end in deportation... If you guys have some funny ideas about what jokes could be used I'd appreciate. I'm intending to make this a long ark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I have something else I want to post but I'm not going to wait for the images to upload on this connection so you'll all just have to wait till later for that. I'll try to give it it's own post if nothing interesting happens otherwise. Till then, this is Mav saying, Stay in school! It's just so much more inconvenient for the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-111391176714619281?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/111391176714619281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=111391176714619281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111391176714619281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111391176714619281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/04/movin-on-west.html' title='Movin On West'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-111382018869549865</id><published>2005-04-18T20:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T20:31:10.006+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance With The Devil In The Pale Moonlight</title><content type='html'>No seriously that title has little if anything to do with the post. It just sounds cool. Today was like any other day at my current school. Shit house. Spent half the fucking day with a migraine and come 4th period I get people telling me "Oh you failed that IPT assignment cus you weren't here and your partner didn't write the documentation". Greeeeeeeeeat... Well I might be able to salvage some marks... I did actually program the damn game... Who cares if you can't win? Just a minor glitch... Not like I expected to do well anyway. Oh well. I'll hand it in so I can at least pass the subject. As far as I can tell, the house inspection went well seeing as how mother dearest wasn't tearing her hair out when I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I've been listening to allot more heavy music lately... Sum 41, Slipknot &amp; Tool... Those kinda things. Odd... Oh well. I shan't dwell on pointless shit for any longer than I have to. I think to much as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stuff flying about on the comic. Seems ground rules were set while I wasn't looking. These include but are not limited to, No female lead characters &amp;amp; no solid work until we have a web site made. That last one isn't really all that logical to me... If it's all finished at the same time isn't that a fuckload more convenient? Oh well. I'm just gonna float along the current for a while and see what happens. No point cracking a whip I don't own so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and something I had to guess would happen did. It's been about a day since I made this blog... Shock horror. Jis is gonna set one up to put down updates on his flash series. As noble as his intentions might be... I can't help but feel he keeps deciding to do things because I'm doing them or because Yoshi is doing them. A similar thing happened when we started work on a web site and a web comic. He made one of each as well. I dunno. Maybe it's just me but I could swear he's suffering from the neighbour syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... That's all I can be bothered with and all I've been authorised to say. Peace out and... I dunno... Whack a mole or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-111382018869549865?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/111382018869549865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=111382018869549865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111382018869549865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111382018869549865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/04/dance-with-devil-in-pale-moonlight.html' title='Dance With The Devil In The Pale Moonlight'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-111378175716549905</id><published>2005-04-18T09:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T09:50:56.440+10:00</updated><title type='text'>From The Depths Of School</title><content type='html'>It's BCT and I'm bored sensless. I have nothing to do seeing as the work provided is just buisy work. Let me make something clear right now... I hate buisy work... And as such I refuse to do it. So I've been whittling away the time chatting with people seated behind me and such. The morning hasn't gone well so far. The house inspector got there before I left which was an encounter I was hoping to avoid as best I could. But as always it was up to me to do the meet and greet. I'm getting so sick of doing that kind of shit. Always answering the phone and saying the persons name aloud back to them so I can find out if mother is home. I'm not a fucking answering machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I was late to school, so theres another unexplained absence for my record. If theres a spot in Guinus for the most days absent for an actual attending student who isn't wagging, then I'll be god damn trying for it. At least some good will then come from my mothers horrid sence of time. And I'm quite serious about her sence of time. Everyone in our family adds on about an hour to make leway for her to get to family get togethers. We tryed telling her the time she had to be there was about an hour b4 it was, but she outsmarted us and turned up then. So muh for that idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all the shit I can be arsed to say for now. Check back later tonight, I'll probably have updated again by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-111378175716549905?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/111378175716549905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=111378175716549905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111378175716549905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111378175716549905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/04/from-depths-of-school.html' title='From The Depths Of School'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236652.post-111374789982926434</id><published>2005-04-17T17:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T09:51:57.230+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Generic-ness Begins</title><content type='html'>Lookie lookie, Mav has a blog. How origional *rolls eyes*. But I don't exactly give a fuck, and there is the beauty of it all. What can you expect to see here? Well for one I'm going to throw in the occational rant about how goes the comic myself and the team are throwing together peice by peice. Other than that, just some random shit about what I've been up to. Maby if I get a camera worth a buck I'll even add in the occational picture. And just so I can stop you all before you start bitching, yes I will put a picture of myself up instead of my avitar, but for now, deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the pleasantry's are out of the way (If you could realy call any of that pleasent) I'll get down to business. If I spell something wrong, then that's my problem. Don't go pointing it out in a comment because you can go get fucked for all I care about the subject. Next, if you have a problem about me swearing, then don't start posting comments or sending me hate mail about it. If you'll kindly look up you'll notice that the blog is titled "Maverik Uncensored". So expect some cursing because personaly I need somewhere I can let loose. And you've just found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some ACTUAL BLOGING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was shit. No other way to describe it. We have some house inspection coming up and had to clean stuff. I don't realy see why. I mean, we are intending to move soon anyway. And if our landloards give us a good recomendation I'll be damn surprised as they seem to hate us these days. Probably because we actualy know they can't syphon money from us. I did try to warn dear mother not to move here. I was growing quite fond of that place. Had a seperate building for me and everything. But no. This place would be better. Yea. When was the last time you were right about that ma? *Sigh* But that's that. Were moving again soon. Aparently northside. Alota fucking good it's gonna do me... Everyone and everything I know is down here on the south side. Oh well. That's parents for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the comic gose, for those of you who don't know (Which I'll assume is anyone who dosn't yet know me personaly) it's a joint project between myself and my 2 friends, Yoshi and Napz. I script, Napz draws &amp;amp; Yoshi co writes, co draws and is our web master. We did up a chart of all the stages and worked out that he is actualy involved to some degree in every stage of developmeny. Oh well. More work for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, Yoshi's been doing some reasearch on the subject of web comics and has decided that what you people want are comics with continuing plots as opposed to stand alone issues ala Garfeild or some other sunday funny pages strip. I supose I should also refference to &lt;a href="http://www.penny-arcade.com/"&gt;Penny Arcade&lt;/a&gt; in that respect... Seeing as how they are a web comic. (Yay, I just made a shameless plug to a well known website so I'll show up in google searches, aren't I clever *Rolls Eyes*) So now I'm going to have to change tactics and start writing in story arks rather than stand alone issues. But I'm fine with that. I'm better at those anyway. Well. That's all I can be arsed to say for now. Peace out and all that good shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236652-111374789982926434?l=maverikuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/111374789982926434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236652&amp;postID=111374789982926434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111374789982926434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236652/posts/default/111374789982926434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverikuncensored.blogspot.com/2005/04/generic-ness-begins.html' title='The Generic-ness Begins'/><author><name>Maverik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08852932383093236973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfziUx6V284/TkyclRzqvrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UKEsTtAHu5M/s220/Maverik%2BAvatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
