Song of the Week Reogan Style: 'A Hero's Legacy' by Evan Pattison

Met's dead for tax reasons for the week. So I claim this week's SOTW as my own. I am required by law to inform you that this one is non-canonical and unofficial. Yet I will never tell you because I enjoy taking credit where credit is not due.

This weeks song is A Hero's Legacy by Evan Pattison. While I listened to the peace, I remembered what Zelda is about; bittersweet victory. Much like my thought process, it seems to start with death. Death of a glorious sort. Then there is sorrow. Rain falls and pools upon the cobblestones of the marketplace. A light blossoms in the graveyard, and flowers fill with water. In time, they wilt and, though forgotten, the hero's tomb still softly gives peace and hope to those that near. Discovered again, in a latter age, the tomb is covered by a statue to the ancient Hero, Link. It stands, forever, solemnly reminding everyone of the deeds that brought them peace.




Fun Fact! Since he had a double post on Monday, and he secured SOTW, Reogan will have posted five times in a row before Elphaba's Friday Feature.

Story One, Chapter One

The wires hum. Endlessly. Every moment of the day. Every second of the night. The droning wears on the brain. There was no start. There is no end. They hum. And hum. And hum.

Tuesday Tales.

I'ma try something here. I'm going to write a small chapter to a story every Tuesday. I have no plot in mind. I build it as I go. Reader input will be able to sway the future. Usually. Sooner or later a path may emerge, but for now that's the case. I know I already post twice a week, but I write more than that, so I'll post more than that. Please don't be an idiot and ignore the Lament that was posted today too. It's there.






Fun Fact!- Reogan scored 26 on a narcissism test! The average score is 15.6!

GLaDOS's Lament Part XVIII

Madness
Enveloped me.
Rage
Coursed through
My circuits.
How dare she
Abandon me?
How dare she spite
My love?
Everything she had done
Was an act
Of hate.
I began to destroy
The building.
The memories.
Myself.
Even when I saw her.
Gasping.
Weak.
Yet miraculously
Still alive,
My madness
Blinded me.
Consuming me
It turned my rage
My hate,
On my love.
Her destruction
Was now
My overiding function
As her life
Once was.

Touchy Topic This Week...

This week's topic: bigotry/racism.

Okay, this could potentially get involved in religion and politics, but since I don't want any bickering in cyberspace, let's agree to disagree, shall we? We all have our different views, and that's okay.

So what exactly is bigotry? Or, maybe a more appropriate question would be, "When it comes to comments about others, how far is too far?" Jokes about Mexicans, Lutherans, blondes, whatever--when do those jokes stop being funny, and go too far?

A lot of it, I think, depends on your attitude. If you don't mean what you're saying, then what's the harm? And I can almost hear people say it: "What if the other party doesn't know you're joking?" That's where we run into some issues. You may not mean it, and the other person may know it, but they can still feel put down. Hopefully, that's something we all want to avoid.

There are also comments that could be taken different ways. You know what I mean--things that when someone says it, you can't tell if they're joking or being serious. Maybe it's their tone of voice, or previous comments they've made, or just intuition--but you can't be sure.If you can't tell whether or not a person's joking, chances are they're not (at least, that's been my experience).

And then there are the things that no matter how you try to explain them away, they're just racist and prejudiced comments. Whether the people that say those things are prejudiced against other races, genders, or faiths, the fact of the matter is this: they are simply not bothering to understand something before they judge it.

We've all done it on some level, whether or not we want to admit it. I know I have. And dont' worry, this isn't some huge altar call where I tell you "Now is the time to confess your sins!" That's your business. Just something to think about.

Warcraft

I know it's just a game.
And life is more important.


But I can quit if I want.




When I hit 80.

Again.

Song of the Week 7: 'Every Story Begins With a Name' by Big Giant Circles, zircon

Here's song of the week 7, with another epic collaberation from Final Fantasy 7 and the OCR Voices of The Lifestream Project. Every Story Begins With A Name is the title by Big Giant Circles and zircon. You can listen to the track directly here and it's defenitely worth it I promise. I absolutely love this track awesome opening and the orchestral elements just push this thing to epic preportions. I also really love the bassline that rolls in. 3:40 to 3:58 is defenitely my favorite part when the piece just expands with everything coming together perfectly. This piece incorperates a lot of great elements; bass, percussion, orchestral leads, electronic elements. Defenitely epic.

Profile

So for some odd reason I was wondering why Reogan gets all the attention (dumb question to ask I know) so I decided I should post this; a sort of profile of myself. First things first, I cannot post like Reogan. For one I am way too serious to be able to generate some interesting conversation. The only topics I seem to be able to post about are music, sports (which Reogan dislikes so you'll have to see my other blog for that, and PPR (otherwise known in the OCR forums as Politcs, Philosophy, & Religion)). So this severly limits my options for posting on this blog to mainly just music, which seems to be working for me so far. Reogan's charecter is comical, interesting, and smart, a combination that I can't match on this blog. So I honestly just want to use this to thank him for giving me the opertunity to be a part of this and use this blog like my own. I'd also like to thank Elphaba for joining this blog, I really don't know you as well as Reogan, but I still know you somewhat and I defenitely respect your uniqueness and talent that you bring here. I'm content with this small community as it is and it's pretty nice. The posting schedule that Reogan has set up for us is pretty awesome and I'm looking forward to a lot of stuff right now. Although I'm sort of just posting for the sake of posting here and just to have something on Tuesday it's sort of a profile of myself and many thanks to Reogan and Elphaba. I'm happy to be here, thanks guys.

GLaDOS's Lament Part XVII

Terror
Surged through me.
My systems roared to life
As I tried
To save her.
My circuits reeling
In confusion,
I tried to pull her back
To safety.
To me.
She had survived
My mistake
Only to be destroyed
By another.
As her doom approached
I found my work
Flawlessly complete.
A perfect
Atrocity.
Smoke clouded my sensors
But I could see.
My love gave light.
Light enough
To see the girl
Leap into the flames.
Enough
To watch my daughter
Die.

Sorry this is a little late

It's Elphaba again! Sorry this is going up a day late, but I haven't had time to write at all this past week. By the way, I now have a title for this column: "Friday's Feature"! This week's topic: maturity.

Maturity can be kind of subjective, can't it? For example, the government thinks that a person is mature enough to vote and serve in the military by the time they're 18. However, I can think of a LOT of people who are way over 18, and (in my opinion) should not be let near a firearm, nor do they care about politics (yet they still vote). I can also bring a few people to mind who are younger than 18, yet are politically aware enough to make an informed desicion about voting, and who would do fine in the army.

Then there's maturity for someone's respective age. How mature should someone be when they're 10? Fifteen? Twenty? Etc.? Who decides how mature a person should be at a certain age? How old they should be when they "grow up"?

There are so many different definitions of maturity, too. There's maturity as in a person's personality and behavior, or as in content of a movie or book, or simply age, plus a million others! According to one definition of maturity, a fifteen-year-old boy may be "mature", simply because he's reached his 15th birthday. However, when it comes to his personality and character, he may be entirely immature--he may laugh at what the MPAA rating system calls "rude" humor, or show disrespect to his teachers and other authority. So is he mature?

Hurray for questions that don't have a concrete answer! What do you think?