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    zircon's Antigravity remix competition

    in General Discussion

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    Hey, I know zircon's album came out a few years back, but I just discovered it earlier this year. I now learned there was a remix competition, but the links for the materials are dead:

    http://www.zirconstudios.com/Warhead%20Remix%20Pack.rar

    http://www.zirconstudios.com/Mindbender%20Remix%20Pack.rar

    Does anyone still have these? I wouldn't mind taking a stab in my personal time and I really, really love these songs.

    Chrono Trigger: Crimson Echoes killed (C&D story not proven)

    in General Discussion

    Posted

    Another amazing coincedence, the guy in the metadata of the PDF HAD a profile... but not anymore! Wow! Would you look at that.

    Are you saying the CE team is skilled enough to hack Google cache to fake his LinkedIn profile? And you can still go look him up on Facebook:

    http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=1420577177

    Or did the CE team fake this guy, his university participation, and all his friends, too?

    WCT - The Writing Competition Thread [Short Story Results]

    in Competitions

    Posted

    I'm sorry, but I have to make a criticism of the winning entry. I used to write poetry like that. The criticism is not in the actual construction of the poem, but basically what the entire thing is about and the mood of the speaker. It bothered me when I read it, but now that it won, I'd better say my piece.

    It is patronizing. Really, really, patronizing. And I can almost imagine how it came about because I've been there. I don't doubt that I may be wrong, but to me it sound like the speaker in question has a crush on some girl, probably of the high-maintenance, unattainable, zero-personality why-did-I-waste-my-time-on-this-person-in-high-school-in-retrospect kind. Being that kind of girl, she's just been screwed over by the typical idiot who courts her and cried about it. Here comes the dashing poet with a bunch of flowery, well-intentioned language, wasted upon some person whose reaction to this would be to get a restraining order and then create jokes at the speaker's expense with her clique. Even if she is a thoughtful person, the speaker is still effectively coming on like a total balls-out horndog, even if veiled through verse describing romantic love and offering the resolution of all her romantic ills through a person she's never even met.

    And here's what really bothers me:

    So Lady, let my love for you give rise,

    To the dawning of our sublunary Sun!

    For you; My suitors pledge that come what come,

    On my honor, my life; Thy will be done!

    No. You don't say that. Not to a crush or someone you don't even know as close friends. That ending flourish and suggestion of love based on the sole virtues that both speaker and object of desire both want love effortlessly crowns the entire poem as arrogant. Love is ten thousand times deeper than this, based on the most deepest, shared personal experience, intimacy, and affection. This poem is a creature of a misguided crush, but it also smacks of obsession. It is useless to idolize crushes, because it is idolizing a physical facade. True love comes from the unification of two minds; to already write this about one whose mind and manners are a mystery is a counterproductive endeavor. Destroy the illusion and talk to her. The greatest feeling of mutual, perfect love is a deep note that resonates more loudly than ten-thousand pseudoromantic gestures.

    Note if any of the above sound sexist based on the criticism of the shallow girl archetype, one needs no reminder that shallowness is shared equally by both sexes.

    WCT - The Writing Competition Thread [Short Story Results]

    in Competitions

    Posted

    Wow, I just made it in time.

    Beyond the Sea of Memories

    In fading, bitter consciousness I lay

    Upon my weary vessel’s surface bare,

    And shift into the aether amethyst,

    My home as wand’ring sailor in the bay

    Of nascent dreams, to find Alisa’s stare

    From sandy shore, aloft her goddess form

    With piercing eyes as stars in foamy mist,

    And lunar pallor as Endymion’s fay.

    She tells me not her second name, or where

    Ascends her fantasy’s sweet genesis,

    But takes my hand in vagrancies seaborne

    To freely swim and rest on shoals and stones,

    Ere leaving me to face the blinding morn—

    For when I harshly wake—I wake alone.

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