…the unleashed power of Anodos’ shadow, the cottage of four doors and the visions that lay beyond them, the devilish ceremony at which Anodosy finally proves his true spiritual worth – have what Lovecraft might have referred to as a true touch of the cosmic.
They were just like the glowworms of our own land, for they are fairies everywhere; worms in the day, and glowworms at night, when their own can appear, and they can be themselves to others as well as themselves. But they had their enemies here.
There’s an interesting paradox in role-playing games, in some ways presented right there in what we call them. Players take on roles, characters, that they’ve created. That step, that stage separates roleplaying games from other forms of fiction and narrative.
The Witch: The Witch’s eastern counterpart is dispatched without warning by a powerful child adversary who claims she didn’t mean to do it. But of course, that’s exactly what any child-assassin would say in that circumstance. And honestly, when was the last time an intact house fell out of the sky by coincidence?
Jason Heller’s “The Raincaller” is, like several other pieces in the magazine, a love story. Sybil’s is fond of having stories that set off strange resonances with each other, and “The Raincaller” benefits from its juxtaposition with the Jessup story as well as the transformations occurring on other pages. Similalry, Sean Markey’s “Waiting for the Green Woman” echoes against Canter’s piece, “Mother’s Garden” by Rumjhum Biswas, and Liz Bourke’s poem, “The Girl” almost eerily.
Misunderstandings and non-communication serve as the main engines for many of the plots. You’ll finding yourself screaming, “Why don’t you say something?!” more than one. Honorable silence in the face of accusations will keep digging the characters into deeper holes.
In the last Blog for A, we talked about cyborgs, and discussed a range of metal men (and women) that included the Terminator, Vic Stone aka Cyborg of the Teen Titans, cylons (particularly Number Six) and the Bladerunner replicants. In the end, though, in picking a favorite cyborg, I’m going retro, like one of our [...]
Half the time the actors speak too fast to actually be heard. The plot is incomprehensible—when Optimus Prime confronts Sam Witwicky, why can’t Prime just tell Sam the truth that Prime will later die for? Why do the farting, humping, testicle-laden Decepticons want to blow up the sun while they are still on the planet that would be in the way of said supernova?
Lord of the Rings Online: Shadows of Angmar was launched by Turbine in April 2007, bringing the world of Tokien’s Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit to the world of animated pixels residing online on servers powering a persistent online world. Having brought the worlds of Asheron’s Call and Dungeons and Dragons to online [...]
True Blood always starts with a bang, and this week is no exception. Below Fangtasia, Eric hurls the severed arm of his most recent meal—in slow-mo—at poor, captive Lafayette. After he regains his composure, the always fabulous vampire sheriff stalks toward his surviving prisoner.
