Scripting. Not the plot-writing kind, mind you. It is essential to have some sort of scripting engine if you’re not relying on procedurally generated content – and it would take too much to write a procedurally generated interesting exploration game.
I have an idea for a game. I have written/drawn a plot for said game. I have even gone so far as to begin coding this game.
That’s right, I’ve started up a new blog (third on this site, actually)! This time around, it’s for game development.
There have been discussions about “games as art” for the past few decades at the very least. Some games – specifically Portal – makes a decent example of a great game that also holds some cultural value.
I decided to try and jump onto the new fad that is Twitter (just like I did with Facebook last year, oh well). At the moment, you can see my latest tweets (updates) in the sidebar to the left.
Come to think of it, I should also get around to fixing the RSS feed on this site. Well, there’s a project for “tomorrow”.
In my utopia, you are not denounced because of a different nationality (eg. American, Iraqi, Estonian, Chinese). I am aware that national culture affects how you act, but this doesn’t mean you’re necessarily like that, just because you come from that country.
I’ve had many people ask me about today. And it is a special day, a lot is happening.
First, it’s Summer Solstice, a great reason to celebrate, at least for us Nordic people. This means quite a few invitations, including one for my own family’s yearly reunion – which I’ll be skipping this year, for the first time ever.
A flat tyre. Great. I’ve had to use, what, £1200 on that car now? … of course, I could stop complaining and get rid of it, but what’s the fun in that?
This is beginning to bore me.
It’s been a while. I’m okay, but feel a bit malplaced somehow. And all these tiny annoyances from family, friends and foes (well, not so much foes).
I feel like writing something emotional. That’s rarely a good sign, now is no different. Take my emo rambling with a grain of salt, though; haven’t slept in two days now.
I actually wanted to write a lot more than this, but it needs to be readable too. I’ll get around to that in some other entry.