Friday, November 7, 2014

The Fantasica / Super Battle Tactics Debacle, and getting a refund

If you're a Fantasica player like me, you probably were so excited to get your 8* Tank Ticket from the SBT/Fanta crossover event.

Well, too bad your hopes and dreams are now crushed, because DeNA / Mobage fails YET AGAIN at treating their customers right! (Like I'm going to forget THIS anytime soon...)

Once again I've made your pain a bit easier to cope with by creating a video and a document for you to send to Apple/Google, outlining the issues and providing evidence in favor of a refund.
Keep in mind that this document only requests a refund FOR THE EVENT'S DURATION.
(Let's be honest here, though Fantasica's pay packs are often disappointing, there is no valid reason for a refund until this event specifically.)

Best of luck to all of you for the duration of this event and for your refund requests.
POWER TO THE PLAYERS. We keep this game running, and this is no way for DeNA / Mobage to treat us.

Monday, October 20, 2014

Day Z: Day 1 Shenanigans

I finally got DayZ: StandAlone, and it's utterly hilarious.
I'm going to share my crazy stories with you all. They're not Steam Store Review material, but hopefully it'll be worth a chuckle or two.

My first encounter was early on when I had no idea how to talk over voice chat. I was in a small shed when suddenly a guy walked right in, and I had nothing equipped but a hardhat and a fire extinguisher in my hands. We stared at each other for a second and he said, "Oh, hello!" at which point I backed up brandishing my red metal canister, and he excitedly exclaimed "WHOA! I'm friendly!" Unwilling to take a chance, I backed my way out the other door and fled as he screamed, "Uhh, okay, bye!"
It was only afterwards that I was told that Caps Lock enables talking, so I remembered that for next time.

A bit after the first incident, I was exploring a house for some goodies. I had fallen off of a ship and died, so I was playing a fairly new character. I heard something behind me and turned around to see that some guy had just entered the room, fairly more equipped than I was at the time. He exclaimed, "Friendly! Friendly!" and I backed away, screaming "DON'T LOOK AT ME, I'M HIDEOUS!" and  fled out the door.
I think I thoroughly weirded him out.

A while after this on the same play-through, I was heading south on the coast hoping to run into Jon or his friend Jake. I was just about to cross a bridge over a small body of water when I encountered a newspawn in a black tee. I only had a spanner as a weapon, but at least I wasn't limited to nooblet fists of fury. He types out "friendly" at which point I sidle around him in a semi-circle suspiciously, spanner brandished. "Relax" he types, at which point I notice a woman running straight towards us literally out of nowhere. She had a kitchen knife in her hand and she immediately lunges for the newspawn, stabbing him repeatedly and not saying a word. I jump into the fray, swinging my spanner wildly in an attempt to fend off this crazy lady, but I begin bleeding and I think the newspawn accidentally hit me a few times as well. Suddenly I black out, dead from repeated stabwounds. I respawn and begin the tedious task of re-equipping myself, when Jon says he's found two bodies in the middle of the road. I look over at his laptop screen and there we are, the newspawn and I side by side. Apparently she had slaughtered the newspawn shortly after I had died.
The moral of the story is... Beware of silent crazy ladies, and don't stop in the middle of the coastal road.

My last story is one of hilarity, yet tragedy. I was a newspawn (again) and had just looted a few houses for food and water. I was running south on the coastal road in an attempt to once again meet up with Jon and Jake when out of the corner of my eye I see movement. I look behind my shoulder and see three guys fully decked out in military gear screaming for me to stop. Screaming out, "I DON'T WANNA DIEEEEE," I run as fast as my little athletic shoes will take me. I hear one of the yell out "DON'T RUN! DON'T RUN!" and I refuse to obey. A shot rings out and I'm hit, but I keep running. Another shot is fired and I fall to the ground, dead. I hear them saying things like "Stupid motherfucker," and then one guy says "I'm going to take your orange. NOMNOMNOM. Delicious."
I respawn, missing my orange.

Well, that's it for the crazy adventures on my first day of DayZ. I will continue writing up a few more silly stories and encounters as I keep playing.

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Toys in SPORE: My sofubi obsession has no bounds

I made some of my personal collection of sofubi (Japanese vinyl) toys into creatures in the game SPORE!

Thought I'd share.

(Excuse the horrible quality of these photos, I was lazy and didn't care about lighting.)

2011 Lucky Bag Glow-in-the-Dark Zagoran, Marine Larvagon, Glow-in-the-dark Gumoz, and Lunar Shub Zeroth

And here are their SPORE counterparts!

Friday, September 26, 2014

How to fix the no trees / missing trees glitch / bug in SPORE Galactic Adventures

When I was playing SPORE: Galactic Adventures again, I ran into this game-breaking bug. I was horrified that nobody had a surefire fix to this other than "reinstall the games in a certain order." There were so many threads on forums full of frustrated people who couldn't figure out to fix their game.
So, I did something really simple... I tried to open SPORE to see if the original base game had the same issue. It didn't.
So I opened SPORE: Galactic Adventures again... AND THERE WERE TREES.

Turns out you HAVE to let the base game initialize in order to have trees in SPORE: Galactic Adventures... or something.

Watch the video if you need more information, but this put trees back in my game, and let me continue having fun!

Friday, August 15, 2014

Angry rant about gaming incoming...

A little word of advice to all you dumbfucks who are against violence in video games... I have some crazy ideas for you.
1.) Don't let your kids play a game you don't agree with
2.) Realize that fantasy and reality are two completely different things, and aren't reflective of each other.

In real life I'm a 24 year old female college student with a great boyfriend, a love for animals, and I'm working towards becoming a do-it-yourself toy maker.
When I play open-world games like Fallout: New Vegas, I play a male, mohawked psychopath who collects human body parts and knives, and decorates my home with them.

Does my fantasy life spill over into my real life?
No, because games aren't real and have no consequence.
In reality, I have a conscience, I have my morals, and I have a life.
If you can't separate the two, then maybe playing video games, watching movies, reading books, and even having goddamn dreams at night aren't for you, and you should see a psychiatrist immediately.