Due to drawn out reasons (or, well, not remotely sane ones, anyway) that would take too long to explain, I was thinking about the Jak series recently and of course that included the racing game and, you know, while I certainly had a lot of fun you know, when I wasn't putting the controller through the screen and found most of the cutscenes amusing in some way or another, the game makes no sense - I think I mentioned that somewhere - and everyone is so wildly out of character that is huuuurts. I can't remember if I mentioned that. I remember the lack of reason coming up, though.

ANYWAY, THE MORE I THINK ABOUT IT THE MORE IT ANNOYS ME. That is really about it. Me, being annoyed at how much the last game is kind of just out there bizarre. (I wonder if that means the new characters were all out-of-character, too. I wonder what they would be like in-character!)

It's still a lot of fun - less about racing (seriously, not that hard in terms of actual racing) and more about BLOWING THINGS UP WHOOOO (just in case the slow motion crash replays didn't clue you in to that) - but why did everyone have to act so oddly?


Oh. I know. Maybe the, uh. Black shade? Affects the mind and makes you act strangely. Because it is dissolving your brain. Or something. DISSOLVING OF BRAIN WOULD CERTAINLY KILL YOU.


I need to work free time into my schedule and pick up a new game. Hmm. Hmmmm.

CRUD I JUST REMEMBERED I HADN'T BACKED UP MY FFXII NOTES AAAAAUGH AUGH STUPID HARD DRIVE oh well I think my brother still has my copy, anyway...

Someday I will stop having these moments. I look forward to it. I am so sick of being struck anew by WOE.
jecca_mehlota: (!)
( Jul. 4th, 2008 10:50 pm)
But first, it is still July 4th, and I think that makes today [livejournal.com profile] wyntir_rose's birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! (Or Belated Birthday, whenever you see this? I don't know! I have not seen you floating around LJ, but that doesn't necessarily mean anything!) Don't ask me to sing.

I'm so awful about keeping on top of these. BUT I REMEMBERED THIS TIME, YAY.

Jak X: FINISHED! )

Death List! )

Cumulative Death List with total )

There you have it. Irrefutable proof that this game is, in fact, beatable! (IF I CAN DO IT, SO CAN YOU. NO, I DON'T CARE WHO "YOU" IS.) Though, actually, isn't that my highest death count for all four games in the series that I've played?

Hmm. Now what?
jecca_mehlota: (Leap!)
( Jul. 3rd, 2008 11:22 pm)
I'm getting worse and they are getting better! Or maybe just one or the other, but I think it is both.

Yes, more racing. )

Pain-inducing! )

I'm at 77% now, by the way. I figured that your percentage is the same as the number of races you've run, though I'm not sure if that was intentional or not. Either way: there are 25 races each cup (if the two qualifiers and the three rounds of the Grand Prix count as individual races) and there are four cups. So less than 25 races left. Barely.
Right, it is still storming every day (DEAR WEATHER: STOP!). TODAY: some fool managed to crash into a power pole down the street. He didn't knock it over. He sheered it off. I do not want to know how fast he was going. This resulted in the house not having power for a while, but I was at work for most of that.

Mom called while I was at work (while the power was out - we have a rotary phone which taps directly into the lines, so it works during power outages) to tell me that the power was out but also primarily to warn me that a tiny brown bat was lying in wait next to the Honda, and that I should go in the front door to avoid having a bat leap up and bite my face, because rabies shots are huge and nasty and right into your abdomen and you have to get, like, three. And insurance might not cover them. And a bat latching onto your face like some alien face-hugger would probably be traumatizing.

Okay, mostly she just told me to go in the front door because she'd called the Rabies Hotline and they said to just stay away from it.

Creepy stuff involving customers has been going on at work, but I'm tired of talking about this stuff and want to go to bed, and so am just going to copy in my latest mass of words relating to the game-playing I've been engaging in.

Faster, faster, faster, faster... FASTER! )

Jak-series but not directly Jak X-related ponderings )

Me not dying is, like the sun rising in the west, highly unlikely )

Since I've been talking about gaming... tomorrow IT'S TODAY NOW, aha, they announce the winning number(s?)! Last month, we could pick up to ten five-digit numbers. Now they tell us if we've won anything. There are some amazing prizes, but I'll be happy if I win anything at all, to be honest.

The ongoing event is neat. Much more fun than last year's take on it, in that this year you actually have something to do. And now I have glowy bamboo grass, which is very cool.
jecca_mehlota: (!)
( Jun. 28th, 2008 12:28 am)
Fastest delivery ever.

...... you know. Boxes get in and, with only a few exceptions, boxes get out.


... I HAVE A PLAN. Haha.

Now I need to find a suitable box.

But first, more racing. )

Kaboom! )

... OBLIGATORY TEXT OUTSIDE THE END OF THE CUT.
Dear laptop power adapter;
Please, please, please continue working for the next few days until the replacement arrives.

... No, that's not what I would call working.

Breaking out the tape again,
Jecca

MORE JAK X NOW.

Tape might be able to fix your racing vehicle. )

Tape won't save you from exploding. )

Almost at the halfway point, now.
(Speaking of booms, it is still storming every day.)


My brother's chocobo made me cry today.


Anyway, combat racing. Convenient thing about racing games: when you are studying for a chemistry test and need a fifteen minute break, you can run a race or two and be completely satisfied that you've accomplished something, and still have time to go grab a glass of water or something to eat.

The percentage tells me I'm 1/4 of the way through. )

We all know what the second cut is for by now, don't we? )

I won't be surprised if it gets harder from here on out.
*crawls in*

Probably the most incoherent few paragraphs I have ever written. )

Right, what was I talking about? Ah, yes. I started playing a game! It went (well, it's going, since I haven't finished yet) better than I was expecting, but I was kind of expecting myself to fly into a fireball-of-death rage and annihilate the PlayStation and possibly everything else, so, uh. That's not exactly saying much.

Deranged typings occurred, of course (they're half the fun of playing the games!), and also my brother is going to kill me because I still haven't beat Star Ocean. ... Also, a bit tangentially, they ported the PSP game of Silent Hill: Origins to the PS2, and now I have no excuse not to buy and play it. DAMN THEM. Jecca made this face in the GameStop when she saw it: D:

But anyway.

What did she play this time? )

Little skulls indicate death. )

I'm entirely too lazy and sick of numbers (go away, Chemistry) to bother to count that all up.
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