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Feb 28, 2014


I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna make the Knight Guy webcomic. I've got a basic storyline, and we'll just see how it goes. I'm going to break out of my fear of failure and just make a mediocre, fun-to-draw, fun-to-read comic. This is the secondary character, Attikos, whom you saw using his Fireweaving powers in the comic earlier this week.

Feb 27, 2014

Essay: The Planet Dirt

This is an essay I wrote last summer, a manifestation of my pure fascination with etymology. I was thinking about trying to get this published in a journal or something, but after a few months of revising I don't think it's that ground-breakingly good. It's still one of my most favorite writings I've done, and I hope you enjoy it!

Feb 26, 2014

Knight Guy issue #241

I really want to make this comic! Curse you, writer's block! Curse you, hesitation! Curse my lack of a comic-designing and writing committee! Anyway, to combat these setbacks, I decided to just draw a strip set in the middle of a story arc, since starting at the beginning was too intimidating.

Feb 17, 2014

Dream: The Order

January 30, 2014

This dream was highly unsettling. While in England or some other European town, I was chosen to become part of a secret order. The order was highly secretive, and I had to either accept and join forever, or decline and never hear from them again. After some thought I decided to join. I went there to the secret location. The place seemed to be crafted out of stone. There were lots of people there, all in uniforms. A girl I knew happened to belong to the order, and I felt comfort in seeing her there. But she looked at me wistfully, almost like she wished I hadn’t joined the order.

The place seemed pretty good at first. The rules were extremely strict, but if they were obeyed, the people there were taken care of. The meals were good, everyone had their own safe where they could keep things, and certain behavioral things were required too. In time I got to know a boy my age with dark hair named Jacob. He seemed extremely sad, and I always saw him inside a stone cage inside the wall when I went into the Haven. I asked him once whether he had to stay in that cage temporarily or forever, to which he replied the latter. He told me to obey the rules now that I was stuck here, or else I would regret it as he did. One day he gave me 100 reais (I guess that was the currency in that party of Europe) as a gift. Eventually Jacob was gone, and I was told that once you were imprisoned like that, you could press a button to get a lethal injection anytime you wanted, and he had done so to end his life.

The master of the Haven was a strange man. I remember wondering if he had been this Dr. Who guy everyone was brooding about in real life. He was dressed in that manner, and he had an assistant who was portly and old with white hair and a mustache. Kind of like Wilford Brimley. One of the conditions of living at the order (I say living, but we only spent most of our days there. Then we would report what we learned that day, and would go home to be with our families) was that we could not tell others about it. There were people watching all the time, and if we spoke a word about what our lives were like, we could be imprisoned like Jacob. Another thing we had to do was pay $10 a day to the order’s coffers. I remember I had plenty of money, and I needed change, so I asked the assistant if he could give me change for the 100-real bill. He looked at it, then placed the bill on the floor. When I reached for it, confused, the doors in the room locked and I couldn’t get in. “Where did you get this?” he demanded. “Someone gave it to me!” I insisted. “Ha, someone imprisoned then? You know you’re not allowed to have this much money.” He took it and left. I was furious. 100 reais down the drain. I discussed it with my friends at the order, but they seemed reluctant to talk about any of the leadership in secret.

I wish I could remember more about the master. He was a sinister man, sickly sweet like a family man, but clearly deranged and creepy. This utopia he had built for himself worked perfectly. He had assassins to cleanly kill us and make it look like an accident if we did not follow directions, and the whole purpose of the order itself was unclear. I remember toward the end we were trying to form some sort of rebellion, though, and my brother joined the order to my dismay. That girl I knew, she never stopped looking at me sadly when I saw her. Almost like she wished I could have saved her from the outside instead of getting tangled in the same web as she.

Feb 16, 2014

Corridor Class Pictures Set #4

It's been way too long since I've uploaded a set of these. Even if I'm not actively working on the game anymore, I have to get these done. There's one more set after this, and I'll try and get it out as soon as I can!
Attack = , Defense = , Magic = , and Magic Defense = 

Witch Hunter
attack-offensive hybrid class
Motivated by a mysterious vengeance, the Witch Hunter has trained his entire life to destroy dark magic in all its forms. The Witch Hunter is skilled in hand-to-hand combat, which he believes is the bane of all dark wizards, and has come prepared with defensive magical spells to turn the tide of combat in his favor. Calculating and superstitious, the Witch Hunter seeks above all else to find the powerful artifacts the Dungeon holds and use them to sweep the Dungeon of its evil enchantments forever.

attack-defensive hybrid class
The enigmatic Warder was once one of the stoic guards of the Dungeon, sanctioned by the Master to protect its treasure and destroy intruders. However, the Warder’s conscience eventually showed him the error of his ways, and he fled the other minions to join humanity. He has since returned, determined to redeem himself by sweeping the Dungeon of its inhabitants and using the Master’s own secrets against him to eventuate his downfall.

balanced warrior class
In a similar way to the Paladin, the Monk is lured to the Dungeon’s conquest through a desire to rid it of the darkness that infests it. However, having less combat training and more learning in the arts of both defense and magical warding, he comes with a more cautious attitude. More than perhaps anything, the Monk hopes to find precious stolen relics in the Dungeon and pry them loose from the creatures’ unholy grasp.

Feb 15, 2014

Beat the Sweet Challenge complete!

Well, I spent the last month not eating any sugar at all (minus one day I made as an exception). I kept a daily log of my feelings about the fast in general, and here they are:
DAY 1: Had a few impulses to eat dessert throughout the day, reminded me of fasting.
DAY 2: A few more impulses. The hardest time is breakfast and after meals, but it’s really not too horrible yet.
DAY 3: Refused really tasty-looking pastries at work today. I felt good about it.
DAY 4: The wife got me jerky, which I thought would be a good snack during this month, but surprise! it has 13g of sugar per serving. (:( Had a little, but I’m gonna stop.
DAY 5: Went to a restaurant, after the salty meal I really wanted something for dessert. The urge passed, though, just like it always has this week.
DAY 6: Had a sugar-free fruit crumble dessert and it was delicious. I think I’m already getting used to not having sweets, so even non-sweet foods taste better now!
DAY 7: Today was pretty easy. I didn’t really crave anything sweet all day.
DAY 8: Really crave something sweet in the mornings now. Bacon and eggs are getting old. Thank heavens for fruit (especially bananas).
DAY 9: The Mrs. made sweet-’n’-sour chicken, but I let it slide. I did feel guilty how delicious it was though.
DAY 10: Mornings are getting excruciating, but it’s mostly just due to lack of variety.
DAY 11: I’m getting bored with this. I don’t really feel any different, and I feel like I’m eating too much salt as compensation.
DAY 12: Refused a brownie and ice cream today and had an orange instead. Felt really good about it. I think I’ll definitely cut down on sugar in general after this month.
DAY 13: Replaced cookies with tangerines! I’m really grateful for oranges, tangerines, and bananas. Without fruit I don’t think I could have survived.
DAY 14: I loathe breakfasts now. Had to choke down oatmeal with just fruit and it was abysmal.
DAY 15: I’m definitely not getting any more energy. Woke up late today, felt exhausted all day… wondering what the point of this fast is anymore.
DAY 16: Oh my heck I need something sweet. Anything. Brownies, pie, cake, candy bars… 
DAY 17: Whatever.
DAY 18: Really want dessert after lunch and dinner. And I really miss juice.
DAY 19: Came this close to caving in to Krispy Kreme donuts. But I’m still going strong.
DAY 20: Refused brownie and cherry cheesecake. The satisfaction is pretty much gone and I’m just going to fulfill the goal now.
DAY 20: Really getting sick of fruit.
DAY 21: I don’t really look forward to eating anything now, except for dinner. And afterwards there’s no dessert, so… yeah.
DAY 22: I don’t have anything else left to say about this wretched fast.
DAY 23: This is depressing. Nothing has really come of this except for sadness. I’m never doing this again.
DAY 24:Went to a buffet and didn’t touch any dessert. It wasn’t even that hard. And I sucked on a mint afterwards and spat it out after a minute or so.
DAY 25: Made an exception because the wife and I won’t have another chance to enjoy Valentine’s Day dessert… had one (1) glass of sparkling cider, two (2) small root beer floats, and a (1) cream puff. The floats were the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted. Continuing tomorrow.
DAY 26: Okay, I can do this. Four more days.
DAY 27: Had a Hawaiian roll on accident, but I don’t care about particulars anymore. To heck with the “3g or less” rule. It’s clear my body didn’t react any differently. I’m just avoiding desserts till the end of the week.
DAY 28: Saw a Twix commercial that made me salivate. Twix is my favorite candy bar. Had to avoid cake and cookies at a birthday party, but it’s close enough now that I took it home. It’s waiting in the fridge as I type.
DAY 29: One last temptation for one last day—ice cream replaced by berries and cream. I did it!
Overall, to be honest, I was actually not very impressed. I didn't feel significantly different, I didn't have any more energy or lose weight... it just felt like I was depriving myself of well-deserved treats for a month. But I'm not the type of person who has a huge sweet tooth anyway. I probably could physically not be able to fast from salt for a month, for example. But it was a good experience, teaching me how on most occasions we truly don't need to eat sugar. I'll probably cut down in general and eat more fruit from now on.

Feb 8, 2014

Disney Droppings: It's All Pocahontas's Fault

A start to a possible new collection of mini-YTPs I might make (If I can get the footage and ideas flowing).