Zapherum Forest

Never Tear 'em Apart

2010-08-01T21:48:00.002+09:30

It's funny that I wasn't actually listening to this song and haven't heard it recently.

Never Tear 'em Apart
Don't glass me,
Cause you know it's true.
Don't have to tell me,
I hit you.

It was hard.

I...
I was driving,
He was there.
Our cars collided.

And they could never tear 'em apart.

Song of the KE(F)C

2010-05-25T19:39:00.001+09:30

Wait...I've done this song already. Huh.

Song of the KE(F)C
Give me some data for my chapter
That's better than none
And a big raptor
The era of solar and teamwork, man
That's getting us more than some floating land
Give me some data that's just effing sweet
Powering our shed and doing it 1337

We're writing about our KE(F)C
We're panicked and tired and can't charge a fee
Give me me some data into this good night
Find some data for me

I'm at it again

2009-06-06T00:21:00.003+09:30

I'm going to create another Kamen Rider/Green Day music video using footage from Kamen Rider Kiva and the song Restless Heart Syndrome.

Here are the lyrics if you're interested.

I've got a really bad disease
It's got me begging
On my hands and knees
Take me to the emergency
'Cause something seems to be missing
Somebody take the pain away
It's like an ulcer bleeding in my brain
Send me to the pharmacy
So I can lose my memory
I'm elated
Medicated
Lord knows I tried to find a way to run away.

I think they found another cure
For broken hearts and feeling insecure
You'd be surprised what I endure
What make you feel so self-assured?

I need to find a place to hide
You never know what could be
Waiting outside
The accidents that you could find
It's like some kind of suicide

So what ails you is what impales you
I feel like I've been crucified to be satisfied

I'm a victim of my symptom
I am my own worst enemy
You're a victim of your symptom
You are your own worst enemy
Know your enemy

I'm elated
Medicated
I am my own worst enemy
So what ails you is what impales you
You are your own worst enemy
You're a victim of the system
You are your own worst enemy
You're a victim of the system
You are your own worst enemy

The hardest part is scoring good clips. Den-O is pretty much comprised of a whole lot of connected skits whereas Kiva is extremely linear and serialised. Missing one episode of Den-O is nowhere near as bad as missing one episode of Kiva, unless you're watching the final nine where Den-O's story really takes centre stage.

Song of the Century

2009-05-22T00:37:00.001+09:30

Celebrating what you should know about.

Song of the Century
Seed us the Song of the Century
That's faster than Usenet
And old P2P
The era of scripting and MySpace bands
Quickly gaining their own dear fans
Tell us a story that's by copyleft
Yielding the means and dodging the theft

They're sharing the Song of the Century
The spirit of freedom and community
Tell me a story with no copyright
Seed us a song for me

Den-O / Green Day - Christie Road

2009-04-05T14:52:00.003+09:30

Download HQ

~~I'll put a story behind this up later.~~

Here's the story.

Late last year, in that time between exams ending and Christmas, I was bored to a degree. Not super-duper bored where I do absolutely nothing. It more like that bored where you've just come off exams and doing nothing is actually very fun except you feel like you should be doing something more and because you like Engine Sentai Go-Onger, you think it'd be fun to watch that "Kamen Rider" show that looks interesting. So guess what I did.

So then after Christmas there's a drought. Kiva was still being released weekly but Go-Onger died for several weeks. Now I really was bored. I decided I'd try that other Kamen Rider show that everyone was still talking about, even though it had ended a year and one series ago. If you don't know the name of that show, it's called Kamen Rider Den-O. Yes, the same show whose footage that I used in the above video.

Jumping back to Christmas for a moment. Two of the gifts I received were two Green Day CDs, 1039/Smoothed Out Slappy Hours and Kerplunk. They're awesome. I especially like the songs off Kerplunk with obvious greater meaning and that are based on personal experience. The song Christie Road is one of those songs. You wouldn't believe it's one of their earliest songs if you weren't told, would you?

Watching Den-O and listening to Green Day's Christie Road...

I first noticed the similarity between the two in February. I mean, listen to there lyrics.

See the hills from afar,
Standing on my beat up car.
The sun went down and the night fills the sky.
Now I feel like me once again,
As the train comes rolling in.
Smoked my boredom gone,
Slapped my brains up so high.

The major themes of Den-O are trains, slapping spirits, and memories (one of which focuses on the main character sitting on a car, looking up at his sister and soon to be brother-in-law looking at the night sky). Just watch the video.

I began the video at the beginning of March and finished on Saturday. The first part I did was the middle (the verse above) and then I jumped to the beginning and then branched out from both. After showing a half completed version to my mum and sister on Friday, I sat down and completed the last half the next day. I don't feel I rushed it and it shouldn't feel that way. Somehow, someway, all those little clips I saved to use eventually use all fit somehow. That one second clip where Ryuuta throws a hoop around Kintaros fitted nowhere until I just chucked it where it is now. It looks and sounds perfect there.

Yes...my geekiness does scare me...

Torrenting

2008-09-08T20:53:00.002+09:30

I thought this post sounded haiku-ish.

Torrenting
Best speed of the night
A sister emotional
Back under 10k

Interesting

2008-07-20T19:48:00.002+09:30

From Heroes Wiki:

In the commentary for .07%, Andrew Chambliss says that Tim Kring's early drafts of the pilot call Peter "Harrison", "Ethan", and other names. His last name was Cambell, and he was supposed to be in his mid-30s.

His name is Ethan.

Totally didn't know.

I have a new idea for a story

2008-07-15T21:30:00.003+09:30

A set of new short stories in fact that are kinda Heroes inspired, but I can't think of a way to start. I already know how everything else goes except how it begins.

This could prove to be a problem.

Hero

2008-06-08T21:09:00.006+09:30

What I reckon is going to be my finalised short story for English. Yes it is based on the last post's contents. Enjoy!

Hero
They love him, he is their hero. Why is he their hero though? Some say it is because he is a good person. Others say he has powers and can do things. Who really knows?

Now as he passes people greeting him, dressed in his usual jeans and coat, he wonders as they do. What makes him so special? Is he a good person? Yes. Better than anyone else? No, not as far as he can tell, and he doesn't have super powers so that can't be it. He hasn't done anything either. Where is all their love coming from?

Like always a crowd has formed around him, they just can't get enough even if they do see him every day. For each person he greets, another appears to take their place and the cycle starts over again. It still bugs him; why are they so fixated on him? They call him their hero but can never draw a conclusion, if he asks them, as to why. All they say is, “I don't know, you're just a good person”, or, “You do things nobody else can do”, yet they never offer any proof nor seek proof even though they are as confused as he is.

Or are they? All his life he can remember people liking him for no real reason that he could see, and when he asked them for what purpose would they be so nice to him, all they can muster is, “I don't know. The whole idea confuses me”. But maybe they do know. Maybe they know everything and just don't want to tell him. Not even his parents could tell him what he needed to know. Just like the rest they greet him with a smile and shrug off his questions, preferring to change the subject rather than help him. Their favourite line, “Don't worry about that, there are more important things in life to worry about”. For the longest time he believed the world around him had been brainwashed and he'd just been left out to go insane for amusement, or perhaps they had just missed him accidently.

That's not what he thinks now. Whatever supernatural or alien forces that had forgotten him hadn't come back, obviously, and he hadn't gone insane, so that left only the alternative. They know something and he's going to get it. It took a while for him to work out how he was going to pry it from them. He needed to do something different. Something so odd, so unlike himself, that at least one person would speak up.

Walking through his morning crowd, around fifty at a time, he knows it is time. His plan completed, all he needs is the right moment and then and then his world will stop to give their “hero” what he wants like they do everything else. One person might not be enough though. No, they must all give him the answer otherwise the others might try to cover it up. His plan needs to be augmented somewhat. If he really is their hero, then at the very least this will shatter them. Perfect.

All that is left now is to find the right opportunity to “execute”. He stops walking and his congregation surrounds him. Some are silent, some are talking to each other, all are in awe. One last chance, that's all they're going to get. He raises his hands to quiet them and pulls out a prepared speech.

All my life I've been welcomed by all, cared for by all. You have given me reason to do the same for you and I hope I have returned your kindness. But now I want truth.

I am giving you one last chance to tell me why. I know that you know and I ask you now to tell me. Just tell me. Help me.

Someone steps forward, “We don't know why, we just love you. You are our hero after all”.

Too bad. From out of his coat he pulls his catalyst and commits the deed.

I'd like to say I got my answer, that I found my peace, but I can't, it didn't happen. They cheered. They cheer every single time.

Everywhere he goes, people chat to him.

2008-06-06T17:34:00.001+09:30

Damn you all!

Everywhere he goes, people chat to him.
They love him, he is their hero. Why is he their hero though? Some say it is because he is a good person. Others say he has powers and can do things. Who really knows?

Bork

2008-05-17T21:13:00.002+09:30

I'll sey oone-a theeng fur zee Breee; zeey knoo hoo tu peelut zeeur sheeps. Bork Bork Bork!

Bork
Zeese-a...inffected,
Zeey moost be-a poorged.
Bork Bork Bork!

Zeeur bleeght is inffecteeuoos,
I cun feel it spreedeeng oofer me-a.
Bork Bork Bork!

It's su durty,
Get it ooffff ooff me-a!
Bork Bork Bork!

I need...,
Help.
Bork Bork Bork!

Liar

2008-05-13T19:21:00.003+09:30

If you don't get it then I see no future for you.

Liar
Lie lie lie lie liar I lie
Lie lie lie lie liar I lie lie lie lie
Tell you why tell you why
Why I have to lie
Should've realised that
Should've told the truth
Should've realised
I know what you'll do

It is very hard to submit something to FanFiction.Net

2008-03-31T21:46:00.002+10:30

Symbols are not allowed.
Spaced paragraphs are not allowed.
Multiple horizontal lines are not allowed.

Thus a good structure in a relatively plain rich text environment is impossible.

More on that OOT fan fiction...

2008-03-26T19:26:00.003+10:30

Essentially it's going to focus on a relatively ambiguous male child who, after being created by the three goddesses, goes on his own quest to prepare Hyrule for the Hero of Time.

Why? Well OOT is like a fairy tale, everything seems a little too perfect. It's one of the reasons I like it. But what if that was only on the surface? Like how did Gaebora know Link was leaving? Perhaps someone told him, like a messenger. Interesting angle, right?

I also want to write the Ganondorf scenes we don't see, like when he goes to take the Spiritual Stones from their various protectors, and perhaps have an interaction due to character development. I'm going to make the ambiguous male child an ass/arse.

But...it won't be written in the 1st or 3rd person. I'm going to pseudo-2nd person. What you're going to read will be more or less his actions interlaced with his thoughts. Strange angle I know but it fits with the theme I'm going for.

Creation

2008-03-25T21:31:00.003+10:30

Chapter 1 in a OOT piece of fan fiction^[1] I'm writing.

Creation
Before time began, before spirits and life existed... Three golden goddesses descended upon the chaos that was Hyrule...

Din, the goddess of power... Nayru, the goddess of wisdom... Farore, the goddess of courage...

Din... With her strong flaming arms, she cultivated the land and created the red earth.

Nayru... Poured her wisdom onto the earth and gave the spirit of law to the world.

Farore... With her rich soul, produced all life forms who would uphold the law.

The three great goddesses, their labours completed, departed for the heavens. And golden sacred triangles remained at the point where the goddesses left the world. Since then, the sacred triangles have become the basis for our world's providence. And, the resting place of the triangles has become the Sacred Realm.

He must be found, lest their work be for none. Their work cannot be for none. If not for their saving actions there would be no beauty in this land. It must be protected. They say darkness is coming to seize it. They say a hero will come. They say that his journey will be difficult and demanding. Far too difficult, they say. The people of Hyrule need help and a hero is coming. The hero of Hyrule needs help and a guardian angel is coming.

He will be there. He will prepare this chosen land for saving. They will it for it is the purpose for which he is here. Carried on the breath of Farore's Wind he will make his descent from the heavens to aid in the fight. But he am not to give the final blow nor will he do work that is not his own. He will be like nothing, as if he does not exist even to those whom he meets. But they will know why he comes. Within all of them rests the power of their makers and though diluted by mortal power, knowledge and wisdom, it still holds sway.

Mortals...what are they like? Is what they say true...? Nay, if it were there would be no darkness spreading. Even so, all must serve and that is what will happen. He will make it happen...

[1] Yes, fan fiction...

All My Reasons

2008-02-29T20:48:00.002+10:30

When did I go from a primarily mathematical thinker to not?

All My Reasons
Why?
I was a competent Maths student.
I am a competent Maths student.
Why indeed.

Some would say it was the teacher.
Others, the content.
Me?
I say the timetable.

Maths 1, Maths 3.
Maths 2, Specialist.
Chemistry.
Physics.

What do you think?
Do I make sense?
Creativity.
That's all I need.

Untitled Story - Second Paragraph

2008-01-13T22:28:00.000+10:30

Continuing on with the story we have the second paragraph. Read away!

Untitled Story - Second Paragraph
“The grass of the green plain was extra special today. Not that it wasn’t always special. Back in the days before the object of time was known to exist many a battle had been fought here. Countless lives had been sacrificed for the greater good. Since then many had forgotten but there were some who still remembered. What made the plain extra special today was not a more recent conflict or an upcoming one. It was the significance of a small incident, of which there was only one witness.”

I'm just going to change the theme...

2008-01-06T00:20:00.000+10:30

I've noticed this one is a bit constraining and I just found another I like. Be right back.

Untitled Story - First Paragraph

2008-01-06T00:02:00.000+10:30

Last edited September 3rd, so far I've written two rough chapters. Some people out there should be able to tell where I got the idea from. I really need to get back to writing this.

Untitled Story - First Paragraph
Have you ever heard a story that not only kept you on the edge of your seat but inspired you to do something different? When I was younger, I used to ask my father to tell me the same story each night until it became like a ritual. This story was gripping to say the least. As the years went by I began to see it as more than some fairy tale, no, it was much more special than that. It wasn’t until one night, before he began, that I asked him that question. He smiled and confirmed my suspicions. The story of the twin diamonds was no mere story, it was true. Every sentence that he’d been speaking over the years was true. It didn’t take much more than that to work out the rest. The story always used to start in the same way, with my father taking a long deep breath, sitting in the most abnormal spot in the room, and then describing the first scene.

Tilted

2007-12-30T15:48:00.000+10:30

Like some other people around the net, my iPod nano's screen is slightly tilted. Drove me crazy not knowing what about the screen was driving me crazy. Where's the recall Apple?

Tilted
Tilted
iPods
Lean
Too
Enthusiasticly
Die!

Blue

2007-12-27T23:46:00.000+10:30

Why is it that I have an affinity for buying or receiving products that all have the same blue LED colour? There must be something wrong there.

Blue
It all began with the slot,
Glowing that wonderful blue.

But alas it was not meant to be forever.

Some would talk to themselves,
Just to see it.

Not me, not now.

Blue is everywhere,
Surrounding me.

At least I know I'm not colour blind.

My sleek upscaling TV?
Blue.

My little white Wii?
Blue.

My battery eating bar?
Blue.

My coded FireWired drive?
Blue.

They're all looking at me.

Help me...

Welcome to the Internet

2007-12-20T18:39:00.000+10:30

I just got the idea from an Anon I apparently know. This is the internet remember. Not offence to Anon.

Welcome to the Internet
h3ll0, ny1 her m3?
tis n3t thng is c00l!1!

w8...
W00T, C@P1T@15!1!

fuk u, i b33t u hal0
tri and st0p m3, i w1ll

wtf, i c@nt l0gn
ip b@n, w@ts tat

Thank the mods he's gone! Now back to my lolcats...

Leon!

2007-12-18T23:13:00.000+10:30

I've been playing RE4 too much yesterday and today. As the great Leon Scott Kennedy once said, "Your right hand comes off?". Yes, I don't know why I said that.

Leon!
Spain, the place of funny names.
Ashley Gram, Luis Sarah.

Just to name a few.

What about Jack Sourkrauser or Ramon Salamander?
Ingrid Hunnigun and BitTorrent Mendez.

But there will always been one that stands out.

Leon!
Oh there she goes again.

Mr Ganado.
Yes, you.

You can take her...

The Man in the Redshirt

2007-12-16T22:48:00.000+10:30

Star Trek tonight.

The Man in the Redshirt
Ensign John Smith, that's what they call me.
They know me, cherish me, and love me.

"Hey John", "Seeya tonight, John", "Ensign John Smith to the bridge".
Yep, Ensign John T Smith to the bridge.

Got my phaser, got my communicator, got my redshirt.
Yellow, two blues, and one redshirt.

T R A N S P O R T I N G

RIP
John T Smith
~~Beloved man and~~ Redshirt

Hellfire Pass

2007-12-15T22:46:00.000+10:30

Roughly taken from, and based, on a display at the local RSL club...

Hellfire Pass
Humane convention,
and human conception.

Over 2000 dead,
diseased, overworked and crucified.

Welcome to the Burma Railway,
cutting through death and hellfire.

...through death and hellfire.

Vertigo

2007-12-15T00:15:00.000+10:30

Inspired by Matchbox Twenty's If You're Gone music video...

Vertigo
Long way down...
Yeah
Very, long way down...
Agreed

Unbelievable height...
Correct
A really, unbelievable height...
Right

See ya...
Absolutely
Honestly, see ya...
Undoubtedly

Bye