"Hi! I'm Welch, the bane of your FUCKING EXISTANCE."

The Case of Star Ocean
So, I love me some JRPGs. Nothing wrong with them, they just take a while to get into. An hour or so of supposedly linear events, very little fighting. Make it a 20 minute cut-scene, it makes it all better, IMO.
I received Star Ocean: The Last Hope for my birthday, as well as MadWorld and the Watchmen Novel. The latter two are amazing. Star Ocean, however, is so far sub par.
Well, fine, it's not that bad, but let me give you a synopsis of my first 40-minutes.

Cutscene! World War 3, the Greater United Nations (GUN, much to my amusement.) and whatnot. There were a lot of acronyms, I haven't bothered to remember them yet.
So, I wake up to find myself in the shoes of Edge Maverick, a Cloud wannabe with ridiculously flat hair. Edge Maverick, could you get more White Anime Guy than that?

Point of interest, when going to the site to find a picture of this bastard, I was greeted with the Earth EXPLODING.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

So, let's see here. Edge Maverick, Earthing age 20. Strong sense of responsibility. Nothing about him being a Cloud clone. Bullshit. He looks 20, only if you use it loosely. And he is still a Cloud clone. Look as his arms, the hair. He moves about as stiffly as Cloud does. So, this asshole wakes up, only to find that he has missed the launch ceremony. Oh no, my holographic bed was too comfy! His childhood friend, Reimi Saionji scolds him for missing it, even though she's one year younger then he is. Wait, what? That is not 19.

While it looks closer to 19 than Edge does to 20, it still smells of BS to me. So, the scolding ends, and I am told, very bluntly, to wander the ship. Okay, maybe I'll find some weapons or something, like a potion. Useful stuff. I don't find any of that, but it was just a skim, so, when going into the command deck place thing, I am prompted to either, continue looking for stuff on the ship, or start anyway. I choose to continue looking. After a nice 5 minutes looking more in depth, nothing. We start. Things are going okay, Edge is probably playing some TF3 on his computer at the CDPT, just released, 20 years hype, labelled as vapourware, when suddenly something goes wrong. "Mic spammers!" I shout. What I get is not very far from my proclamation.
Welch.



Stop watching after 1:15, the rest of it is likely story that I just missed because I skipped the cutscene. She is just annoying.
Developers, let's get this straight. If you want to put an annoying girl in a game with a god awful voice, do one thing for us. Make her hot. Even if it's just so we can drown out her voice in her boobs, make her hot. Being half-naked is optional, just make her hot. Okay? Do we have that? I don't think we do. Reread a million times. I'm not going to type it again, that's just retarded.

The Case of MadWorld
Alright, this is amazing. Just that. Everything is amazing.

The Case of Watchmen
WHO WATCHES THE WATCHMEN? Well, we do. If you didn't get that out of even just the movie trailers, you really didn't jump to an obvious conclusion. This book has been very enjoyable. I now get more than half the Watchmen jokes made on the internet, as opposed to the zero I usually did.

Dead Line Dance, Death

In The Case of Death
Death really can't be that bad. Everyone is so scared of it, but it's not that different from your birth. You don't remember it, and someone will be/was hurt greatly by it. Depending on your lifestyle, it could be very similar. Let's break down birth. You're bloody, naked, screaming and likely confused. Hey, guess what, you can die like that too! Birth and Death are in many cases different though. With birth, it's mostly happiness you bring. Guaranteed, there will be someone going "Jesus, she actually had the kid?" but they'll keep to themselves, assuming they're decent. If not, they'll die as they were born. Death is mostly sadness. Guaranteed, some will be going "That bastard/bitch is finally dead! Reginald,1 bring out the Scotch!2" Your hit man, the cause of your eerily similar death, will be thinking "Finally, I can get the money from that Reginald ass." If we fear death as much as we do now, why don't we ourselves fear birth? Good question, me. It's because we have no time to contemplate it. Because we hear about death, knowing one day we'll have to experience it, we create anxiety within ourselves. You never hear of fetuses worry about being born. Now, Scientists think it's because they aren't able to think yet, but it's because no one shoves a newspaper up their vagina, especially not when they're pregnant. Even if they did, would the fetus be able to read? And if it could, what kind of genetic treatments or drugs are you taking? This goes double if you're a guy and this applies to you.

The Case of God and Evil
No typos there guys. God and Evil. Many a religious text portray God as this All-Benevolent, Omnipotent, Ultra Powerful super being. If he's All-Benevolent, he will attempt to destroy evil the moment it arrives in order to protect us. If he's Omnipotent, he knows everything since he is everywhere. Ultra Powerful is self-explanitory. But, before I move onto what I want to talk about, have a chart:


So, let's take a look at each one of these Gods.

God No. 1 - All around a good guy. Since he's all 3, evil does not exist. Everything that happens is perfectly fine.
Resulting chaos: No laws, moral code enforced subjectively at gunpoint. Religion, and any form of universal moral teachings are gone too.

God No. 2 - Alright, so he wants to rid the world of evil, and he knows where it is, he just lacks the power.
Resulting chaos: Evil takes over, God is pushed to the side as a failure, and ridiculed. Religion shatters, science reigns.

God No. 3 - This guy is just a humanitarian.
Resulting chaos: "Who is this guy? Let's kill him, he's annoying." Religion remains the same.

God No. 4 - We call this one God out of fear. He doesn't love us, he just made us as some sick experiment.
Resulting chaos: Whatever the fuck God wants. I'd say run, but he'll just kill you anyway. Religion remains the same.

God No. 5 - We call him God out of fear again, but he can brought down because he doesn't know everything.
Resulting chaos: Row row! Fight the Powah! Rebellion, of course. Religion is replaced with dozens of other ones, just as crazy.

God No. 6 - Why would we call this one God?
Resulting chaos: Religion is shattered, the world it left to the uncertainties of science, and the meaning of life is pushed further and further out of reach.


The Case for Science
Now, I by no means hate science. It, like religion, is uncertain. Science at least knows when it’s wrong.

1Yes, the person who wants you dead knows a guy named Reginald.
2Reginald also has a lot of Scotch.

This Can't be Right

Alright, I can't be the only one who thinks that the fuck up there looks less menacing than the fuck(s) down here. Seriously.

Moving on to less obscene things, Spring Break. 2 weeks of nothing. Well, nothing excpet the Francais that I didn't finish. It's not going to badly now, since I simplified it a lot, but 2 major projects are still very late.

ARE YOU HAPPY NOW BILL? I FORGOT WHAT MY IDEA WAS!

I'm not a Tool (Yes I am.)

Why the hell isn't Calibri on this thing? That is my favourite font. Oh well, that doesn't matter quite yet, what does matter is that I am a total tool for making this, and just to prevent myself from doing Francais homework too.

I know it's all my fault. I was indecisive about a topic, and I ended up doing the thing 3 times halfway through. I'm now doing it about film festivals, but it's getting off topic by the third paragraph. Did I mention it's due tommorow? Yeah, I need to present it to the whole class too. I hope it's snowy, so even more than half the class won't be there. Last day before Spring Break is the most stressful. Well, it wouldn't be if I wasn't indecisive.

NOTE: Make self more decisive. Useful for future endevours.