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  • Ace Gunman

    My retirement: Was it an April Fools Day prank?

    To find out, click here (just in case my initial post gets buried). I may also have a special (but actually not all that remarkable) treat for folks interested in hearing about my continuing adventures in the coming days.
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    Coming Soon: Ace's CTDS Review

    A couple of days ago I stated that I was making my own extensive Chrono Trigger DS comparative review/buyer's guide/opinion piece/overview in the comments of someone else's. It has always been my plan to do so, but the process has been accelerated because I'm frustrated with various professional and amateur reviewers thought processes.

    Well, I'm nearly done now, I just need to write a couple more sections and get the necessary screen caps (when I said extensive, I meant it) and I thought for anyone who's interested I should keep you up to date. And do so without advertising within someone else's review. :P

    For those who aren't aware, it will be done from two perspectives: The viewpoint of the hardcore/fan and taking into consideration the history, and the viewpoint of a new player or someone approaching the game with modern gaming standards in mind. So ultimately there will be two scores, and hopefully you see and agree with my thought process and maybe learn a little something about the history of the game (and gaming) along the way.

    So, erm, for those of you who care, keep your eyes open folks. It's coming within the next couple of days!
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    Success!

    Well, I just wanted to update everyone on the situation. The urgent message to Canadians has reached many many eyes and ears, the effort on our part at GBAtemp has been an overwhelming success! We may very well have made a huge difference in this legislative process.

    Now for some statistics: As of typing this the topic on GBAtemp has received over 33 THOUSAND views, nearly 200 replies, and brought in nearly 5000 viewers on average last night (when last I checked); most of whom were reading the topic. On the Digg front we've gotten nearly 350 comments and OVER 2200 diggs. We even reached Digg's front page. Finally, the most important detail of all, according to a representative from the CCER they're having hundreds of letters sent using their service every hour!

    I'd like to take this time to thank The Teej for spreading the word to various forums and groups, Hadrian for putting up the Digg article, and of course Costello for contacting me about this in the first place when he was under no patriotic obligation to do so. The support from these fine fellows and the global community at large has been nothing short of astounding. To my fellow Canadians, all I can say is thank you and keep on sending those letters and spreading the good word.

    In closing, I'd like to point you all towards the pre-written letter sending service once more and put up the signature images/code.

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    Code:
    [url="http://www.ccer.ca/send-a-letter-to-harper-prentice-verner-and-stop-the-canadian-dmca"] [img]http://www.ccer.ca/images/ccer_icon_mini.gif[/img][/url]
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  • Ace Gunman

    Gym Ad Nauseam

    Alright, so I had this dream only moments ago and when I awoke I felt compelled to write about it, so here goes...

    First off, I'll skip the first dream, it may have been somewhat connected (and equally random) but this really felt like a secondary dream scenario.

    So, in the dream I was sitting around in my leather jacket/etc (I guess I was planning to go somewhere?) browsing Wikipedia. For some reason I decided to browse the Gymnasium (School) article. While browsing I clicked on the example image provided (Fun fact: that article actually has no image in reality) thinking it looked a lot like the gym I had when I was in elementary school. Upon clicking the image I suddenly appeared within the actual school gymnasium in question!

    I happened to appear during some sort of high school girl's gym class, which they all happened to see. So here I am, no idea what has just happened, no idea where I am, looking around shocked. Obviously, the girls in the gym were equally surprised by someone appearing right before their eyes. So really, just a big WTF moment all 'round. Eventually their (gym?) teacher, a rather short woman with curly hair comes up to me asking how I got here. She was obviously thinking I was some sort of rapist who broke on to school grounds or somesuch. The other girls gathered around, saying they had seen what happened and that it wasn't like she thought.

    Now I'm in the process of explaining. The last thing I remembered was clicking on a gymnasium image on Wikipedia. They asked where I had come from, to which I replied "Halifax" (which is odd, because I'm not from/don't live in Halifax, I guess I was visiting?). The students all gave each other odd looks before one stepped forward and explained that this was about as far from Halifax as I could be; I was now apparently at some high school in the US. The other girls eventually drifted away to their next classes when the bell went off (Tsk, the attention span on kids today. Even a man teleported from Halifax to the US doesn't engage them)... leaving just me and the one girl who has stepped forward.

    Now, in the context of this dream, this was the most beautiful damn girl I'd ever seen. Sweet, kind, intelligent, and a real doll to boot. She took it upon herself to show me around, and explain just where the Hell I was. Somehow the topic came up, and she told me that apparently I hadn't just been teleported to a different location, I had been teleported to the future! It was apparently the year 2010 now, I had somehow skipped forward two years.

    So we're now walking down the hallway, and we stop for school security. There's a large crowd gathered around these particular security guards, just watching and not speaking. Once I got a better view I saw that some skinny little dork was apparently making out the old, short, fat, ugly female security guard (think Mimi Bobeck from the Drew Carey Show). Obiously this was a surprise to me, and I started laughing at the sight. The girl I was with (which to the best of my knowledge didn't give me her name, so for the rest of this I'll just call her "the girl")... elbowed me to stop. Apparently this was common practice at this school, and the security didn't take kindly to those who defied them.

    This caused them to become enraged and push the crowd of students back, the girl was pushed up against me, our eyes locked onto eachother as we were forced into the tight situation. There was a spark between us, we had what you'd call "a moment". When the crowd started to un-uh... crowd we were released, still, despite being free, neither of us budged from being pressed against eachother. That is, until she was immediately shoved out of the way and her very large, very jealous, and very angry jock (Captain of the football team, blah blah blah) boyfriend who pushed me against the wall.

    So here we are, me and this guy, his intention is to kick my ass, and mine? Well mine is to defuse the situation, because I don't do violence, it is beneath me. I look him straight in the eye, unflinching with a smirk on my face and I say to him something along the lines of: "Isn't this a bit cliched? The jock boyfriend threatening the handsome new guy in town because he happened to be near his girlfriend? Come on, we're better than this teen soap opera crap". I then forcibly loosen his grip on my collar.

    Apparently this causes a whole big thing, he really IS that big of a stereotype. He keeps trying to fight me, and I keep avoiding it. I crack jokes, dodge punches, whatever. At one point we grapple (think mercy fight) and I bend his hands back and let him go. We're evenly matched, this is getting us nowhere. He can't hit me, and I have no intention of fighting him. So I say it as clear as day "Dude, I have no interest in your girl, I just want to get back to my home" (only the latter part was true, lol). He lets go of me, I let go of him, and I put my hand out offering a handshake. He shakes my hand... and then uses his other fist to try and sucker punch me while he has a grip on said hand. I duck, he misses, blah blah blah.

    Eventually the girl steps in (what the hell was she doing during all of this?) and says this is getting us nowhere, that we need to figure out how to get me home. I'm all for this, finally, a voice of reason. Just then her and I have another moment with the boyfriend enraged right beside us. Just then... I woke up. Heh, wonder what it all means... I don't really expect many people to read this, but ever since I woke up I've had the urge to continue the saga in story form.
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    ~The Lone(ly) Gunman~

    I'm lonely...
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    *Sigh*
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    Super Visor

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