GC Leipzig aftermath

Song of this post:
Boyz Noize - Let's Buy Happiness

The Chronicles of Spellborn, the game I've been working on since February, was featured rather nicely at the GC Leipzig last weekend - and now the reviews are available!
Tentonhammer said it was "a quantum leap" since last year. Kotaku says, combat is "where Spellborn really sets itself apart".

For a decent-ish look and an introduction to what combat in Spellborn is like, Gametrailers has a developer's walkthrough.

Enjoy.

Ta-taa.

Past positives

Song of this post:
Statler Brothers - Flowers on the wall

The following was originally written by me about 4 years ago, on November 19th, 2004, in response to a friend's post that was ... well, pretty much the exact opposite of what I wrote. And because he was - and continues to be - a friend, and because back then I wasn't such a sarcastic, beaten-up-by-life asshole, I wrote a sunny, happy reply to his "life sucks and then you die" post.

Re-reading it after nearly 4 years - well, there's not much I can say that does it justice...

Enjoy.

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And so we dwell on our misery day after day, always forgetting that after each thunderstorm there's a sunny day again. Not remembering that the downs on the rollercoaster that is life mostly are what shape us and enable us to cope with just about everything and another looping. Because no matter what, there always is someone willing to listen, willing to offer comforting shelter, someone able to handle our situation a way barred to us by our own mind, someone able to dissect the problems, cut them into nice and tiny bits that we are able to chew on without choking; a friend.

You think your life is Hell, and it's getting worse by the days? Then remember to smile, because if tomorrow will be worse, today's a good day.

Sure, Murphy's learnt his tricks well. That doesn't make it anything but tricks though, and cheap ones at that. There is no problem without solution, there's just the wrong perspective to the problem. You're out of options? Wrong perspective; you're not looking at it from the right angle; you're not asking for your friends' views; you're not making use of all your options. Your friend has a date with Murphy himself? So go along, make it a threesome, those are said to be more fun anyways. See what Murphy has in stock for your friend, compare. Nobody ever said you'd have to fight fair.

Don't want your neighbors to drop by and yell at you for the loud music? Use headphones! That keeps you from answering the phone too, because you don't want that anyway.
Your memory cells keep booting with that old crappy version from yesterday? Go get an update, call your friend, whine, listen to him whine, exchange the needed patches. Empty fridges are best ignored, and leeching off your friend's food is an absolutely okay thing; after all, he's making you cook for him every now and then too and even the Romans knew: quid pro quo is the way to go.

So you get up, mentally shaking your fist at Murphy while you're smiling inward, reminding yourself that there's still a warm meal and a good talk out there, at your friend's place.

And so we dwell on our misery day after day, always forgetting that after each thunderstorm there's a sunny day again.
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I used to be such a positive bastard. ;p