I really need to get thru my email backlog…
First up, we finally got a shopping cart system in place for our online store, so now you can go and order all your MT-swag at once. Besides getting the store up, we also have one of largo's shirts now available, the "Evil L33T' shirt.
Now if only we can get the 'ph33r my l33t n4k3d sk|11z" boxer shorts online.
Black & White rules all.
Like every other crazed gamer with an ego the size of Cleveland, I've taken a liking to the recently released god simulation game by Peter Molyneux.
The game is simple, you're a god with all amazing cosmic powers and trappings that go along with it. As you can imagine, being a god is a hell of a lot of fun, with all the lightning, and the fire, and the wrath, and the running, and the thing… and - you get the idea.
The game is based around the idea that your actions determine what you are, for example; feeding your villagers would be considered 'good', while feeding your villagers to your pet would be a bad thing. Your actions determine whether you are Black or White.
The best part about the game, is it doesn't judge you, you judge yourself. This can be a real mind fsck at times. Being good is a lot more work then you'd think. Especially when you think in terms of traditional AD&D Alignment - in the past there was always a balance of good & evil between law & chaos. In Black & White, they only focus on either good or evil. So you really find yourself asking "What is good?" saying "Is helping this villager really a good act, or should I encourage him to help himself?"
Being evil is a lot easier, you can help or not help on a whim and just remain evil by torturing your people on a regular basis. There really isn't anything quite as satisfying as picking up a villager and seeing how far you can throw him into the ocean. The *Ka-Plunk* sound made when they hit the water is really relaxing.
I tried to be a good god, but that just hasn't worked out. My people became lazy and began to complain about everything. So I torched the greedy miserable slobs till they got their act together.
There's nothing like a little divine retribution before breakfast.