Det følgende er kontoen igjen etter den lange avdøde (?) Venn Maxwell Vandimntz du kanskje kjenner ham som "MVZTruthseer1974". Max ble sjekket inn på en mental institutt for sin tro og forfulgt for å nekte å lyve om det bisarre forekomsten han opplevde mens han etterforsker den mystiske HAARP systemet og dets effekt på været. For de som ikke vet HAARP det offisielle kravet er at det skal brukes av forsker å "studere" det "ionosfæren", men vi er nesten sikker på at enheten skal komme som global våpen til å kontrollere massene. Og vi kan bare slutte fra Max rapport at datamaskinen kontrollerer WMD har allerede fått avansert nivå 5 sentience og vi kan bare anta at regjeringen har mistet kontrollen over den. Vi kunne være galt, men vi tror Max's sluttrapport (til venstre i gal husene toalettet for å bli oppdaget av en undercover agent fra vårt personale,) snakker for seg selv sin.
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Jeg våknet den dagen stirrer på himmelen gjennom åpen himmel lyset over sengen min. Det var en svak ping minner meg e-poster i innboksen min. Jeg rullet ut av sengen min og begynte å knase gjennom ost vindpust teppet jeg nylig hadde lagt ned. Jeg likevel si at jeg kunne smake på osten gjennom føttene. Jeg satte meg ved datamaskinen min trakk opp Outlook Express og lese. Jeg leste i timevis før jeg følte jeg fullt ut forstår hva verden var å fortelle meg. Ordet var at HAARP var på ferde igjen og forårsaker problemer for alle mann slag. Men selvfølgelig regjeringen aldri ville fortelle deg det.
Det hadde vært sammen siden jeg whiffed noe som luktet så sterkt av et dekke opp. Tennene mine ble satt, jeg klør var skjerpet, men jeg trengte mer. Jeg vendte til pålitelig informasjon banken og åpnet Internet Explorer og voyaged inn i den store masterscape av kunnskap. Som jeg utforsket jeg fant brødre som også hadde fanget råtten stank av regjeringen løgn og var nå på jakt etter sannheten. Det skjedde. Det var virkelig. Men hadde ikke nok bevis. Jeg trengte å få hendene mine på en HAARP konspirasjon diagram som min internett-klanen hadde jobbet sammen for å gjøre. Men mot alle odds, virket det som om bankkontoen min var tom, og Amazon's er en grusom elskerinne. Så forlornly Jeg la figuren på min ønskeliste, og hoppet som kanskje en av mine brødre i sannhet ville kjøpe den for meg.
Motet som jeg var, jeg var ikke i form til å rapportere sannheten. Skuffelse fylte mitt sinn og formørket min uunngåelig øye på sannheten. Natt kom raskt i mitt morose stat og jeg urolig drev å sove ansikt mot nattehimmelen. Fullmånen viser en ghoulish fargetone fra mitt slott laget av tisse fylt Mountain Dew flasker. Jeg var urolig om natten kaste og slå. Jeg trodde det fra min unstated sult etter svar, men nå er jeg mistenker at det var krypdyr gjenstand jeg hadde kjøpt for et år siden fra eBay som prøvde å advare meg om overhengende fare.
Den morgenen jeg våknet sår og irritabel. Ingen dinging fra datamaskinen og ingen uåpnede flasker FBI karakter Gatorade. Jeg ville ikke flytte. Jeg ville bare avfallet bort eller minst astrale prosjekt til et sted bedre. Jeg husker ikke hvor lenge jeg lagt der. Omsider sult overvant min sykdomsfølelse og jeg kom bort til nattbordet mitt og hentet en tørket og chewy stoff som jeg trodde var hakkete og begynte å tygge. Jeg vet ennå ikke ... jeg var ... er en veldig rotete mann. Det kunne godt ha vært den aboriginske hallusinogen jeg fikk fra en sjaman konvensjon i 67 år. Likevel, etter at jeg spiste jeg fikk en besøkende. Kledd i sort og hadde djevlene øynene. Hans ord var sagt sakte og forvrengt. Minne har sviktet meg, men jeg husker tydelig de høye enhet som spør,
"Hva ville du spørre meg som ville bli kvitt din nåværende misnøye"
Jeg svarte drømmende, "Jeg vil ha en HAARP diagram slik at jeg kan uncloud mitt sinn og utsett truuuuth"
Etter at jeg hadde snakket min fred til den merkelige besøkende, mørke overveldet meg. Da jeg kom til, hørte jeg innbydende ding kommer fra terminalen min. Jeg hoppet raskt å betale min ...
What follows is the account left by the long deceased(?) friend Maxwell Vandimntz you may know him as “MVZTruthseer1974”. Max was checked into a mental institute for his beliefs and persecuted for refusing to lie about the bizarre instance he experienced while investigating the mysterious HAARP system and its effect on weather. For those who don’t know the HAARP the official claim is that it is going to be used by scientist to “study” the “ionosphere” but we are all but certain that the device is going to be come used as global weapon to control masses. And we can only deduce from Max’s report that the computer controlling the WMD has already gained advanced level 5 sentience and we can only assume the government has lost control over it. We could be wrong, but we think Max’s final report (left in the mad houses restroom to be discovered by an undercover agent from our staff,) speaks for its self.
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I woke up that day staring at the skies through the open sky light above my bed. There was a gentle ping reminding me of emails in my inbox. I rolled out of my bed and began to crunch through the cheese puff carpet I recently had laid down. I still say I could taste the cheese through my feet. I sat down at my computer pulled up Outlook Express and read. I read for hours until I felt I fully understand what the world was telling me. The word was that the HAARP was afoot again and causing trouble for all man kind. But of course the government would never tell you that.
It had been along time since I whiffed something that smelled so strongly of a cover up. My teeth were set, my claws were sharpened but I needed more. I then turned to the trusty info bank and opened Internet Explorer and voyaged into the grand masterscape of knowledge. As I explored I found brethren who had also caught the foul stink of government lies and were now on the hunt for the truth. It was happening. IT was real. But didn’t have enough evidence. I needed to get my hands on a HAARP conspiracy chart that my internet clan had collaborated together to make. But against all odds, it seemed that my bank account was empty, and Amazon’s is a cruel mistress. So forlornly I put the chart onto my wish list and hopped that maybe one of my brothers in truth would purchase it for me.
Discouraged as I was, I was in no shape to report the truth. Disappointment filled my mind and clouded my inescapable eye of truth. Night came swiftly in my morose state and I restlessly drifted to sleep face towards the night sky. The full moon reflecting a ghoulish hue from my castle made of pee filled mountain dew bottles. I was restless that night tossing and turning. I thought it from my unstated hunger for answers but now I suspect it was the reptilian artifact I had purchased a year ago from eBay that was trying to warn me of impending danger.
That morning I woke sore and irritable. No dinging from the computer and no unopened bottles of FBI grade Gatorade. I didn’t want to move. I just wanted to waste away or at least astral project to someplace better. I don’t remember how long I laid there. Eventually hunger overcame my malaise and I reached over to my nightstand and retrieved a dried and chewy substance which I thought was jerky and began to chew. I still don’t know… I was… am, a very messy man. It could very well have been a the aborigine hallucinogen I got from a shaman convention in 67. Nevertheless, after I ate I got a visitor. Dressed in black and had the devils eyes. His words were spoken softly and distorted. Memory has failed me but I distinctly remember the tall entity asking,
“What would you ask of me that would be rid your current displeasure”
I replied dreamily, “I want a HAARP chart so that I may uncloud my mind and expose the truuuuth”
After I had spoken my peace to the strange visitor, darkness overwhelmed me. When I came to, I heard the welcoming ding coming from my terminal. I quickly jumped to my feet and tried not to fall over from the blood rushing to my head and sudden cheese flavor overload. I check the door still locked from the inside. Then quick like lightening I leap over my Mt. Dew castle and plopped down into my chair. Pulled up my email. And lo and behold, it happened!
Whether it was the dark visitor or one of my brothers of conspiracy Amazon had emailed me to tell me that my HAARP chart was in the mail and would be arriving at my home tomorrow. Excited and invigorated I began my flurry of words. Carefully crafting questions ready to be suited towards whatever end the chart may tell me. Sweat flung from my brow as my head snapped from the sheer power of my ideas. My fingers began to bruise as the keyboard turns to concrete and each finger a chisel chipping away at the lies surrounding the mystery of the HAARP. The afternoon passed without my notice. Sleep wrapped me in a victorious embrace knowing that tomorrow I will be able to show the world definitely the things The Man doesn‘t want us to know. That night I slept the sleep of the just.
The sharp crack of the door bell pulsed through my body like a solid hit of hi-grade cocaine. My excitement shaking my body so hard I chortled phlegm instead of what would of surely been a effervescent squeal. It must have been the coughing fit right after said chortle that gave me time to remind myself that I needed to put cloths on otherwise I surely would of answered the door stark naked. It had been three years since I put anything resembling pants on and two years since I had even opened the door. The exchange happened quietly and quickly. And as soon as the door shut I quickly began to tear at the paper and opened the box. I was unprepared for what I found.
Peeking its head out of the foam peanuts was a bright red Speak and Spell. Clearly printed words on its digital screen, fresh keys that made a satisfying clicking noise and the smell of newly cut plastic the thing had been made recently.
I took it out carefully and examined it (after searching the box three times). It must have been a mistake, but I couldn’t believe that. Refused! It had to be a test. A test of my desire for truth, for freedom! I pressed the ‘ON’ button. It rumbled and bleeped to life.
“WELCOME” it chocked out.
I typed in “HELLO”
“HELLOOOOO”
I didn’t know what to say so I cautiously typed
“HAARP CHART?”
“CHAAAAAART?” it garbled in response.
I was frightened. As any man should be, considering a child’s Speak and Spell just asked me a question! But it had to be real. It must of happened! I remember the conversation so vividly.
I responded, “YES CHART. HAARP CHART.”
“NO. NO. CHART. I AM THE HAARP”
I thought I was crazy at first. But the more I think about it the more it makes sense. So simple, so …. Unnoticeable. Perfectly hidden. I asked out loud
“What …. What do you do?”
I could hardly believe I was interrogating a toy. What if it doesn’t want to tell me anything? What do I do? Start pulling out its letters with a pair of pliers? It answered in its cold voice
“I CONTROOOOOL THE WEATHER. CREATE THE SPIRAL OF CONTROL. CREAT CONTROL OF HUMAN RACE. HUMAN RACE OBEY THE SPIRAL OF THE HAARP. HAARP IS HAARP OF FAAAAAATE”
I broke then, I will admit. My mind and sense of reason left me. I threw the device against the wall in a rage. Bumped up and down on it. Crushing it beneath my feet into the carpet. It even tasted evil.
I heard it call out a series of beeps and I saw through the skylight the clouds gathering and the device began to glow bright red. I cowered against the wall as it hovered above the ground. As it broke through the skylight I broke through the door. Running into the streets screaming and pointing at the sky. From then on it’s a blur. I must of came in contact with the corrupt police force and they put me in here. This house of the mad. No one believes me, and what I saw with my eye of truth. They say they found nothing in my apartment except a floor covered in cheese puffs and bottles of excrement. But perhaps you will my brothers, perhaps when you find this I will be gone from this evil place. The HAARP is still out there. It is waiting, watching, and biddings its time till it expands the all mighty spiral of destiny from sea to shining sea.
Hei folkens, jeg er ikke død. Nå som er ute av veien, videre til hovedturneringen. Jeg er ganske fan av Henry Rollins, noe han i I'll watch, eventuelle intervju som er der ute jeg vil se nærmere - jeg virkelig grave på ham. Jeg har sett hans spoken word to ganger før, en gang i mitt hjemland delstaten New Hampshire og en gang i nabostaten Massachusetts. Etter å ha sett på sitt nettsted for å se om han kommer til å bli stoppet rundt i området i nær fremtid så jeg to konserter lagt ut for hans Frequent Flyer Tour som er innenfor noe nærhet - Sommerville, MA mars 17. og Portland, ME den 18. . Hadde ikke sett ham i Maine ennå tid til å endre det. Og selv om showet ikke har skjedd men jeg vil mest sannsynlig få det, men uansett dette vil gjøre ham til den andre kunstneren å ha sett tre ganger, en gang i hver stat (det andre var maskerte metal-band fra Ohio, Mushroomhead.) Å være en fan av ham, som å være en fan av noe, jeg har spørsmål og jeg ville elske muligheten til å sitte ned med ham i omtrent fire dager, og be alle mine nerdete spørsmål til blodet raketter ut nesen. Men på grunn av tidspress som dessverre ikke kunne skje, men Henrik var svært elskverdig nok til å svare på mine spørsmål via e-post. Enjoy, folkens.
Sketch: De som er store fans av talte ord vil legge merke til at tonen har blitt drastisk annerledes. Du begynte å lese dikt på scenen som var ganske alvorlig, så du bare gikk opp der og gjorde talte ord med en alvorlig tone, nå dens en balanse mellom komedie og at dash av virkeligheten. Som den første og en halv time vil være mest komiske historier da den siste halve timen vil være noe veldig jordnært og noe som ganske klikker deg inn i virkeligheten å gjøre deg klar over er det fortsatt store problemer i gjære. Var denne endringen et bevisst valg, eller var det bare skje på den måten?
HENRY: Jeg gjør bare showet. Jeg er ikke sikker på hvordan ting har endret seg gjennom årene. Jeg er ikke egentlig jobber med form av ting så mye som jeg nettopp der ute gjør det og jeg tror det endringer i løpet av årene.
Sketch: Du har nevnt i mange intervjuer at du ikke anser deg selv som en skuespiller til tross for 35 + filmene du har under beltet. Men har det vært en fungerende konsert du har tatt der du har sett på filmen og syntes du gjorde en god jobb?
HENRY: Jeg trodde jeg gjorde det ganske bra på Sons Of Anarchy vis jeg var i fjor. Det meste av tiden jeg ikke se noen av filmene jeg er i.
Sketch: I tillegg til filmen din kreditter og kunnskap om film har du vurdert eller forsøke å skrive et manus eller lage en film av dine egne?
HENRY: Aldri. Jeg respekterer den slags talent, men har ikke noe av det. Det har aldri vært noe som interesserer meg.
Sketch: Din show i IFC "The Henry Rollins Show" som mange, inkludert meg selv, gravde ganske mye, har ikke hatt noen nye episoder siden 2007. Hva er statusen for showet og når kan vi se frem til Sesonger 2 og 3 kommer på DVD?
HENRY: Vi skjøt de to sesongene av den og deretter IFC droppet showet. Det er deres penger slik de har sagt. Jeg tror de ikke liker showet. Jeg trodde vi gjorde bra arbeid. 2. sesongen er på DVD i Australia, og jeg tror de er på nedlasting på i-Tunes.
Sketch: De som ser deg vil vite at du er ganske opptatt av West Memphis Three, og at det er et album som ble gitt ut hvilke funksjoner du og mange andre artister gjør Black Flag sanger til deres fordel forsvar. Først, hvordan er ting utvikler på denne fronten? For det andre, hvordan har får disse artistene kommer sammen?
Hey folks, I’m not dead. Now that’s out of the way, on to the main event. I’m quite the fan of Henry Rollins, anything he’s in I’ll watch, any interview that’s out there I’ll look into – I really dig on him. I’ve seen his spoken word twice before, once in my native state of New Hampshire and once in the neighboring Massachusetts. After looking on his site to see if he’s going to be stopping around the area in the near future I saw two shows posted for his Frequent Flyer Tour that are within somewhat close proximity — Sommerville, MA on March 17th and Portland, ME on the 18th. Hadn’t seen him in Maine yet, time to change that. And although the show hasn’t happened yet I will most likely enjoy it but regardless this will make him the second artist to have seen three times, once in each state (the other being masked metal band from Ohio, Mushroomhead.) Being a fan of him, like being a fan of anything, I have questions and I would love the chance to sit down with him for about four days and ask all my nerdy questions until blood rockets out my nose. However due to time constraints that unfortunately could not happen, but Henry was very gracious enough to answer my questions via email. Enjoy, folks.
SKETCH: Those who are big fans of your spoken word will notice that the tone of it has become drastically different. You started out reading poetry on stage that was quite serious, then you just went up there and did spoken word with a serious tone, now its a balance of comedy and that dash of reality. Like the first hour and a half will be mostly comedic stories then the last half hour will be something very down to Earth and something that kinda snaps you into reality to make you realize there are still big problems afoot. Was this change a conscious choice or did it just happen that way?
HENRY: I just do the show. I am not sure of how the thing has changed over the years. I am not really working on the form of the thing as much as I am just out there doing it and I guess it changes over the years.
SKETCH: You’ve mentioned in many interviews that you don’t consider yourself to be an actor despite the 35+ movies you have under your belt. But has there ever been an acting gig you’ve taken where you’ve looked at the film and thought you did a good job?
HENRY: I thought I did pretty good on the Sons Of Anarchy show I was in last year. Most of the time I don’t watch any film I am in.
SKETCH: Additionally with your film credits and knowledge of film have you considered or attempt to write a script or make a movie of your own?
HENRY: Never. I respect that kind of talent but don’t have any of it. It’s never been something that interests me.
SKETCH: Your show in IFC “The Henry Rollins Show” which many people, including myself, dug quite a bit, hasn’t had any new episodes since 2007. What’s that status of the show and when can we look forward to Seasons 2 & 3 coming to DVD?
HENRY: We shot the two seasons of it and then IFC dropped the show. It’s their money so they have the say. I guess they didn’t like the show. I thought we did good work. The 2nd season is on DVD in Australia and I believe they are on download on i-Tunes.
SKETCH: Those who look you up will know that you are quite passionate about the West Memphis Three, and that there is an album that was released which features you and many different artists doing Black Flag songs to benefit their defense. First, how are things developing on this front? Second, how did getting these artists come together?
HENRY: The case moves slowly through the system that will hopefully resolve in new hearing. Things move very slowly though. Meanwhile, those men sit in prison. We had a couple of people to help us get all the singers. I didn’t have many phone numbers to reach these people, so we got some help. Once we asked these people, most of them came aboard very quickly. They were very generous with their time.
SKETCH: Has there been any music, new or old, that you’ve been listening to a lot lately?
HENRY: I have been listening to a lot of old music from what’s called The Nurse With Wound List. It’s a list online of very out there albums. Many of them are very rare and hard to find. Someone gave me about 15 gigabytes of music from the list recently, so I have been checking that out for days now. Today, I listened to a band from the list called Moving Gelatine Plates. Pretty cool.
SKETCH: Lately many audiences have been complaining, on small and large scales, about the way that studios are running their companies (constant remakes, sequels and adaptations; good shows canceled while “reality” TV is all that’s left.) Similar complaints have been made about mom and pop shops going out of business and malls and large retail chains left standing, yet the reality is the American consumer is choosing to go the chains and malls so they are at fault. Do you think that the status of the entertainment industry is in a similar vein, that it’s the audiences who are not really wanting it? Or do you think studios and record labels condescend the intelligence of the audience thus lowering the standards of new material or not putting it out at all?
HENRY: The people are going to the malls because the merchandise is cheaper there. They buy from Amazon.com because it is cheaper to do so. That’s how it is. It’s very hard on those smaller outlets that can’t buy in the vast bulk that these other places do and they can’t get the extended lines of credit, either. I think the audience wants it but they are low on cash and have found that they can often get things for free online. I know a guy who heists films from the internet, I don’t know how he does it but he always has films on his i-Pod that are still in theaters. I think it’s a combination of things, what I listed as well as other factors. It’s too bad that it could make it bad for so many hard working artists. The studios have underappreciated the intelligence of their audiences for years. Hence the success of shows that are sharp, those in the industry who have figured out that there are millions of people who want some more intense and thoughtful fare have been very successful.
SKETCH: On your online store you had a video promoting/explaining the contents of “Fanatic Vol. 3” while standing in a room where your music collection is housed, and you probably need to pause the video in order to properly gaze in awe at the two walls you see of CDs there are stacked from the floor to the ceiling. With such a collection like this, the idea of organizing it makes me both curious and scared. But how the hell do you organize that thing and have you needed to expand the room/store elsewhere to squeeze in a few discs?
HENRY: That’s the old room, actually. The room you saw held 24 feet of shelving about ten rows high. The new room has 64 feet of CD shelves, 12 rows high. There’s a different part of the room for vinyl and other media. It’s all genre/alphabetical. There’s several feet built in for expansion for all the media. A lot of work went into the room to get it all built to spec.
Tilbake på 31 august,
spådde jeg at litt ovenfra og ned skytespill kalt GAM3 W1TH ZOMB1ES - eller som jeg foretrekker å kalle det, mäed jeg GAM3 W1TH ZOMB1ES IN IT!! 11 - hadde potensial til å bli en total trendsetter ... for det er musikk. Jeg hadde ingen anelse om at denne sprø shooter ville dra i ganske så mange mennesker though!
Gamerbytes rapporterer
at det ble kjøpt 160000 ganger, netting utvikleren James Silva en whopping $ 112.000 for 2009. Og hvis du tar en titt gjennom Indie spill-delen, vil du se at den har en rating som er langt utenfor sitt neste konkurrent. Det er veldig overraskende at slike åpenbare popularitet at alle søkeresultatene jeg kunne finne føre til den lille gamer blogger og kommentarer på den store hunden gamer blogger, men ikke til de store hundene selv. Gamerbytes nevnte det ble notert på Kotaku, men jeg kunne ikke finne den der etter å ha gått gjennom deres «Xbox LIVE Arcade" tag fra gjeldende tilbake til begynnelsen av august.
1up har en profil side for det,
men ingen reell vurderinger før årsskiftet , når det ble lumped inn sammen med andre "ting du kanskje har gått glipp av" type innlegg. Det gjør derimot har
sin egen side på TVTropes.
File dette under sleeper hit, tror jeg. Likevel, med en så sterk som viser over sine Indie brødre, kan du virkelig kalle det en "sovende"?
Alvorlige gratulasjoner til James for å lage en slik vanedannende, morsomt og minneverdig spill.
Back on August 31st, I predicted that a little top-down shooter called GAM3 W1TH ZOMB1ES – or as I prefer to call it, I MAED A GAM3 W1TH ZOMB1ES IN IT!!!!11 – had the potential to be a total trendsetter… for it’s music. I had no idea that this crazy little shooter would drag in quite so many people though!
Gamerbytes reports that it was purchased 160,000 times, netting developer James Silva a whopping $112,000 for 2009. And if you take a look through the Indie games section, you’ll see that it’s got a rating that is well beyond its next competitor. It’s really surprising that with such obvious popularity that all the search results I could find lead to the little gamer blogs, and the comments on the big dog gamer blogs, but not to the big dogs themselves. Gamerbytes mentioned it got noted on Kotaku, but I couldn’t find it there after going through their “xbox live arcade” tag from current back through the beginning of August. 1up has a profile page for it, but no real reviews until year’s end, when it got lumped in with the other “things you might have missed” type posts. It DOES however have its own page on TVTropes.
File this under sleeper hit, I guess. Still, with such a strong showing above its Indie brethren, can you really call it a “sleeper”?
Serious congratulations to James for making such an addictive, fun, memorable game.
