Two more weeks! Two more weeks! Two more weeks! Well, more like two more weeks and a half, but the only thing you do during those last few days are final exams and test, so I ain’t counting those. I’ve been waiting since the day I was paired with Ariana for the end of the semester to be here and time is finally on my side. Nothing could possibly bring me down… “What the…?” “We’re in the closing weeks of the semester, students,” Mrs. Sorun announced, sitting down right beside where I was laying…
Let’s get this out of the way right up front: the Second Battle of Winterfell, the titular Battle of the Bastards, does for medieval and fantasy warfare what Steven Spielberg did for World War II cinema in Saving Private Ryan. The intensity of the battle, the intimacy, the choice to stay in narrow focus on Jon Snow in the midst of chaos during an extended long-shot, all worked together to create an experience that had me not only on the edge of my seat, but holding my breath as I watched. But…
Video games have a wide range of characters that are unique and diverse. Some characters are similar to others while others are more unique. A game’s characters can be any race or either gender that the creator 's desire. Sometimes the character’s gender may affect how they are written and sometimes there gender doesn’t matter to the story at all. Many early video game characters were basic and written with a very short back story. They’re weren’t many playable female video game characters.…
created the popular puzzle game of Tetris (Video Game History Timeline). Everyone wanted to make their mark with video games. This happened to Shigeru Miyamoto when he created the Legend of Zelda and to SSI when it won the video game license for Dungeons and Dragons in 1987 (Video Game History Timeline). Years progressed and new companies started to emerge with the development of some of these classic games. Sony released the PlayStation in the U.S. during 1995 (Video Game History Timeline).…
The line spanned street after street, it seemed. I waited for what felt like hours, watching the line ahead dwindle as the Barnes and Nobles workers funnelled us into the store, prodding the line up three flights until we reached that lone table, stacked high with bright orange books whose spines and covers read, in black matte letters, THE GLIMMER by RICHARD DUKE. I’d already read it twice now, bought three copies and lined them on the bookshelf in my shitty little apartment living room neatly,…
19 – Unsure The memory of Idmaer plagued Edoma, preventing any semblance of a good night’s rest. He had looked so helpless in shackles. She knew him to be anything but, even bound in chains she could see his mind working to figure a way out of it. But there wasn’t such a way. He was no longer the man she had loved, if that man had ever even existed. To think he had stolen the grimoire from the First Priest’s tomb, all those years ago, and never told her about it. And then he had used the magic…
throne in anger. "What are you even thinking? Marching into Erebor with a handful of over-the-hill dwarfs and mere tod-dlers to face Smaug? I will not allow for your stubbornness to re-awake that dragon to bring death and destruction over all Arda! If you don't give in, you and your people shall rot in my dungeon. Your case is lost, dwarf!" "And so will be your precious gems, you pointy-eared bigot!" Thorin countered. Again, Thranduil's eyes narrowed to slits in barely restrained aggravation…