Wednesday, October 31, 2012

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!

Yes! A time for feasting on candy and a creepy poem...


One Last Time
It is late at night
I should be asleep
So hush my darling
Don't mutter a peep
The house is quiet
The fire dead
I should be still
In my bed
But the cold outside
Is too much to bear
Even though I know
No one cares
Though I am gone
Tonight I am not
Hush my darling
Or I might get caught
I had to see you
One last time
So at midnight
When the moment is prime
So soon my dear
You will be like me
Six feet under
And you wont even breathe
So at midnight
When the moment is prime
You will see me
One... last... time...


I posted it last halloween, so some of your might recognize it. Anyway... I changed the plot line of Winterstar. The first chapter is now a lot longer, because I'm pretty sure it's going to be my P101 fanfic. If I ever get around to finishing it. I'm having writers block at the moment and its terrible.

On the topic fo P101, please note that the computer is still glitching out on me, plus I had a game crash the other day D: So I'm not sure if I'm going to playing that or W101 (or possibly EE) on my upcoming Thanksgiving break.

But that's a way off.
So enough of that.


HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!


Laterz!
~Emma

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Halloween's Eve

So for tomorrow (and only, you know, if I remember) for one day I'll have halloween-y a theme. PLUS: here's my costume:

See? Mask makes me a ninja, robe is from Celestia, and the boots (well, also from Celestia) make me stealthy. So I guess I could be a ninja... kinda...
The colors are actually my original colors from starting the game, blue and black.

Another thing I did was a text analyzer. Submit a short section of your writing and it'll give you name. I did this with one of my own pieces.




I write like
Mario Puzo
I Write Like by Mémoires, journal software. Analyze your writing!




Um... yeah. He's the author of The Godfather.
I don't know whether this is a good thing or not.
But that was mellow scene, let's try a another...




I write like
Chuck Palahniuk
I Write Like by Mémoires, journal software. Analyze your writing!




O.o
Okay, once more. I swear...




I write like
Edgar Allan Poe
I Write Like by Mémoires, journal software. Analyze your writing!




:D
Okay, I'm a little happy that it was him. The scene fit anyway. I swear, nothing gruesome and gory. But yes, some people did die here. It was no one important, it's the opening scene actually.

Alright enough of that.
P101!! It loads!! I am a level 6 and have arrived at Blood Shoals. However I can't do anything seeing as all I see when I sail is white lines flickering madly across my screen, so I can't see the Cutthroats firing at me, and when I can fire back I've already lost half my health.

So my goal? Earn the badge for defeating 500 cutthroats by fighting them in the Temple of Gloom. As I said last time, inside it's all good.
So again; O.o

NO SCHOOL TODAY!!
:D
All Hurricane Sandy has done to us so far was a power outage and lots of rain. I hope people along the cost are safe. I'm hoping no one will be too hurt.

Laterz!
~Emma

Friday, October 26, 2012

A Reoccurring Theme

So I've found that in all of my fanfics of W101, the assistant healer's name is Angela.
Why?
No idea.

I'm definitely going to use Winterstar has a P101 piece. However it starts in Wizard City, following Devin Darkwater the level 53 Necromancer. And then it's a whirlwind of craziness as she is suddenly on Skull Island.
Anyone like that idea??

The excerpt to the right is from chapter 5 of Black Ivy. The first paragraph actually. Just a note.

Well, I don't have much time to post. P101 actually loaded and I played for some time yesterday. I'm now a level four (yep, big accomplishment right there). Sarah Steele is now my first mate. I would love to go chase those warfrats, but the screen is still glitching out on me.

And that's the curious thing. It only has those streaking, multicolored lines when I'm outside (in game). Inside it's all hunky dory. In fact, more than hunky dory. It's practically perfect. Smooth moving, no freeze ups, and the characters actually load.

To wrap it up, I'm away this weekend. You won't see me again for a while.

Laterz!
~Emma

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

A New World?

Well, apparently it's called Azteca, and it's dinosaur themed. New level cap (90), and each school gets a new spell (dinosaur themed as well). Not yet released, but servers are being tested this week.

Sophia has a lot to say about it. Massively drops more specific information.

My thoughts?

I'M NOW FOUR WORLDS BEHIND!!!

My sights are still set on Avalon. Again, music obsessor right here. And so far Avalon has the best music. I really want to get to that world.

Azteca's graphics are really cool looking though. It seems like a pretty dark world. I would've expected more light and volcano activity. Plus some rocky landscaping. The only pictures available are of under (I'm guessing) tree canopy. Not that I really care. I mean, again, four worlds behind. DS no long counts cause I'm at the last dungeon. So... anyone want to team up with me? I mean it, DS is getting on my nerves. I want out.

I know, Celestia will probably take me another... four years? OH WELL. I'll be out of school and have more free time by the time I get to Avalon let alone Azteca.


And hey look! Is that the famous boss Morganthe? And whose the creepy raven guy? Or is he a demon-winged-raven guy? GREAT! Two bosses.

Computer update: good progress. However I still won't be on anytime soon (sadly). I'm waiting for my next vacation (about a month away). (Hint: involves massive servings of mashed potatoes!!!!)
:D

Also, P101 now has a fanfic page. Tales of the Spiral has good information on it. Otherwise just hop on over to the actual page here. I'll probably submit Winterstar, or come up with another one. What do you guys think?

Laterz!
~Emma

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Found this on FB

Nice right?

Update: computer crash, won't be on for a while.

Laterz!
~Emma

Friday, October 19, 2012

Well... it's loading

Finally figured out how to get P101 to download on the second hard drive. So that's loading now. To even get it to download I had to free up 302 KB of space.
KB!!!
That the smallest unit you can get!!

So I moved all my screen shots to this computer, and deleted them off that one. That freed up about 30 MB, so I was all good.

Since I have all those pictures here now, I was going through them and these two caught my eye for the halloween season:

Last years (I believe) halloween picture. Definitely taken in the TR, most certainly. 

A close up (a really close up) of meh bone dragon. Scary.

Last year I was a resurrected-for-this-one-day old Victorian British thief. My friend and I walked around attempting to speak in the correct accent, but we were told we failed. We did pass some people who were dressed as pirates, which was awesome.

This year, using my mask I bought in Italy, I'm hoping to be a Masked Assassin. Like, someone attending a masquerade ball and who plans to kill someone.

Or I could just be going to a masquerade ball.

...
Okay, it's not letting me enter the game....
New character! Just for fun.
* scrolls through names *

Oh my Storm Lord. THEY HAVE THE NAME INARI!!
I love that name! I'm using it as a name already in a story I started.
Wait... They also have Esmerelda!!?? I used that name in School of Shadow! And me and my friend were just talking about that name as well the other day!
Hey, the have Isis and Ivy too! And Keilani? That's close to my cousins middle name, Hawaiian.

Let's just say I may never have a problem finding a name again.
:)

Name? Bloody Scarlet Ashburn.
Hey, I love the name Scarlet too.

She's only temporary mind you. Cause I can't enter the game myself. * skip intro *
LOL, just kidding, neither can she.

:p

Well, while I wait for the game to load I may as well go do homework. Fun.

Laterz!
~Emma

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Winterstar -- chapter one


Chapter One
Weak. That’s what this species is. They need... something better, thought the old man. He was sitting in his tiny living room, a crackling fire flickering in the small fire place. He sat in a large, red cushioned chair that seemed to take up half the room. He was a renowned scientist, but no one cared about science. “Never did, never will,” he always said. He was generally a bitter man, having lost his parents at a young age, and his wife a year after their marriage. The rest of his family had moved on as he had stayed in his small apartment, working on his science.
Finally he thought he had found the best thing he could give the people. Something that made them less weak. Surely now, they could fully achieve their wildest goals, and also become the strongest species in the universe. For, as everyone thought, this was not the only world.
But first he needed to test it.
At the sound of his door opening, he knew the perfect subject. His servant, who he allowed the liberty of going to school, has just arrived back. It was a very diligent subject, keeping silent about his works, and willing to take any strange substance he gave it. Yes, it wouldnt think twice about participating.
“Hey, get in here,” he snaps. Sounds of something being dropped on the ground, a bag perhaps? Then footsteps coming down the hall. It came in, arms crossed. It was young, younger than he was. Good, youth would help it in this case.
“Yes master?” it asks.
“I need you to stay here for a couple months.”
An expression plastered itself across its face. An expression of... annoyance? Impossible, it didn’t feel emotion.
“Of course master.”
So obedient. If only past servants had been more like this.
“Good. Now leave.”
It nods its head, turns, and leaves, its footsteps retreating far into the apartment. To its room maybe? He didn’t care what it did, as long as when he needed it do something it would obey.
He leans back and closes his tired eyes. His body was beginning to fail him, of that much he was certain. But he also knew he had enough time to fix the problem of weakness. What would the serum attack? What elements would it alter to cure weakness? Great strength, great wisdom, and greater senses. A subjects appearance may also be added to or taken away as to make them stronger. But physical abilities wasn’t the only cause for weakness. Yes, emotions and memories, thoughts and personality. He would have to alter it all. He would have to change the subjects very soul.
He grins. In other worlds this would be deemed impossible, but he had all the tools necessary to accomplish this. Something he would need to gather. Remove the strength aspects from creatures and implant them in his subjects. Yes, that would eliminate the weakness.
***
My name is Devin.
I was named this because my parents wanted a boy. When I was born and they found they had a girl, they kept the name the same. So I’m Devin.
I grew up in Mooshu where my parents were the treasurers of the Emperor. It was a life of comfort... for the most part. I was the only human wizard of my age. I was friends with the other palace children, but there was always the gap of species between us.
When my parents finally enrolled me in Ravenwood, I was beyond happy. Finally I could be with others like myself.
But on the day I was to fulfil my enrollment the palace was attacked. A group of Berkshire ninjas lay siege of the palace and stole a good portion of the gold. Both my parents were mortally wounded. I wouldn’t be going to Ravenwood yet.
Berkshire was the name of the man who constantly raided caravans, random civilians, and houses. Mooshu was the hardest hit every time. Next was probably Krokotopia.
I stayed by my parents sides for a month. Then there was a second raid, only this time it was done single handedly. I was a ten at the time, disobeying my mother’s command to run as the palace halls were set ablaze.
I ended up with a foster father after this, too young to fill in my parents jobs. He was nice, odd though. Always gave me strange requests to help him with his job. Finding various things, boiling this, peeling that. I felt like a chef at times.
My life there was peaceful in a sinister way. I felt like there was something more to myself. I just didn’t know what. Like I was walking through a dream, and I was blind trying to find my way out of a maze. Sometimes I felt panicked. Strange images would surface in my mind, and I would burst out crying. Father would hold me then, give me a glass of water and calm me down. The images would fade, and I would remember what was what.
The only thing that felt real was school, the only outside privilege I was allowed. I always looked forward to it. Though I started late, Headmaster Ambrose gave me extra credit projects and quests to help me level. And to think I was never under any stress between my boatload of school work and the house work.
Everyone always told me I was smart. I caught up and surpassed my fellow classmates. Sometimes, however, I felt as though it were a test of some sort. A way for me to prove my worth to...
To whom?
I had no idea.
I always thought Father would answer it, but now that will never happen. He died just hours ago. He was old, older than I thought when he first took me in. He asked me for a final banquet. I did my best and prepared the most extravagant feast I could put together. Later on in the evening, while he sat in his large, red chair, he breathed his last.
I didn’t shed a tear for him. All I did pack away his things, throw my few possessions into a bag, then traveled to Ravenwood. Hoping the Headmaster would provide me with a dorm.
Now I sit in a red chair, much like Father’s, and wait nervously as the Headmaster shuffled through papers.
“I know it’s here somewhere,” he muttered. “Right here... It was right here a moment ago.” A stack of papers fall and scatter everywhere about the floor. The Headmaster doesn’t even pause as he snaps his fingers and the papers fly back into place. “Ah, here it is.” He yanks out a piece of paper and hands it to me.
I take it. Across the top in bold lettering read: Dorm Application Form. I look up at the old man. “Thank you sir.”
“I’m very sorry for you loss. Just hand this to the boy outside of the dormitories by Torrance. He’ll give you the key and room number.”
Again I thank him, grab my bag and leave the tower. Outside was twilight, the sky fading from pale, blue-yellow to velvet navy, a couple stars already shining out. I pause for a moment, take out my quill, and fill out the form against the stone wall. I review it quickly, and satisfied with it, I cross the Commons.
I quickly pass through the Ravenwood tunnel, the inside cold from lack of sun, and slightly wet from a previous days rain. Just as promised, a boy a few years older than I stood outside, dressed in flaming red a yellow robes. I make my way up to him and silently hand him the application.
“Well, welcome Miss Darkwater. I do believe there are a couple dorms still empty. The new semester starts soon.” He unhooks a brass loop from his belt that clanked with five bronze keys. He gives it a good, long, hard stare before releasing one with a star shaped handle. “Here, this one opens dorm seventy-four. Way up, you’ll enjoy the view.”
I nod and take it. “Thank you.”
I turn to the tall, stone tower. I go up to it and insert the key into the lock. The feeling of teleportation envelops me and suddenly I’m standing on a mat, facing an octogonal room. The floor was wood, the walls stone. Four windows looked out onto the Ravenwood school ground, and the top of Bartleby.
I set my bag on the floor and walk around.
There was a bed against one wall, its covered red with gold stitching of the pattern of Ravenwood. Two white pillows were at the head. Next to it was a short night stand, consisting of a drawer and a candle on top. At the end of the bed was a folded up, patchwork quilt. At the foot was a large, ebony chest. I smirk, guess they knew what school I was.
A desk was a opposite the bed, a padded stool tucked under it. I opened the four drawers on it and found stacks of paper, extra ink wells and quills, as well as the books I would need for the new semester. Next to it was a tall wardrobe. Inside was a thick coat for the winter months, as well as boots and a hat. A school bag also hung from one of the brass pegs.
I look out the windows to find that if I look out everywhere straight all I can see is a dark blue-gray void, dotted with stars. A few clouds floated here and there, and every now and again a bird would squawk then soar up from the branches of the World Tree. I could see some of the schools, losing sight of Fire, Death, and Myth behind Bartleby.
However all I could see was Ravenwood, everything was just out of the windows sight.
Sighing, I turn back to the wardrobe and unpack my few possessions. Robes, boots mostly, then two hats. The ratty old book that contained all of Father’s important notes. I had looked at it many times, but I didn’t understand any of it.
What was H2O? And what about the little flame symbol following that next to the number 212o F? The bulleted notes under the heading ENZYMES made even less sense. And then there were pages and pages on the experiment of a bird-snake hybrid.
I had given up on trying to make sense of it, but had taken it all the same.
Other possessions was my mothers gold, thumb ring. It was too small for my own thumb, but fit well on my left middle finger. The gold was old and losing its shine, and dark spots were starting to appear. It was old, older than it seemed. Words had once been inscribed on the inside, but from its constant use of wearing they had worn away.
Next was my fathers glasses. Not many people used glasses because medical magic could easily fix that problem. I don’t know why my father decided to keep his glasses, but that just made them all the more special. They were thin and rectangular, with dark silver frames. The glass was thin, but when I put them on my whole world would blur and I would become dizzy.
The last was a gnarled, old willow stick. It wasn’t a staff or wand, it wasn’t magical in anyway. I had found it when I was little in the Jade Palace courtyard. It was on the ground, and at first I didn’t know what it was since willows didn’t grow in Mooshu. My mother had identified it and told me that, because this anomaly happened, it was a sign of good omen. Ever since I’ve kept it close, for good luck. So far it hasn’t worked. I’ve thought about throwing it out, cursing my bad luck, but I’ve kept it. I’ve developed a sentimental attachment to it.
Completely irrational, I know.
I set the ring and glasses next to the candle on the nightstand, and Father’s book in the drawer. I hang my clothes, then set my own school supplies on the desk. Something on the wall, catches my attention. I hadn’t seen it before since I had been taking in everything else, but now I noticed a series of symbols painted on the wall.
They were pictures of a flame, a drop of water, a fork, and the sun. Clearly they were magical, as was everything. I touch the fork one gently. With a soft ‘pop’ that still startled me, I turn to see a wooden box on my bed. Walking over and looking inside, I find a steaming bowl of chicken soup and a roll, as well as a note.
Becoming hungry from looking at the food, I take the the roll, then read the note.

Dear Miss Darkwater,
Welcome to your Ravenwood dorm! Make yourself at home, you’ll be officially assigned to this dorm for the rest of your schooling, lest you purchase a house and renounce your dorm application. The new school semester begins at the end of the week (four days). A student tuition fee of 5,000 gold will be billed at this time, as it will be every semester. This will ensure and keep your enrollment in Ravenwood.
We’re glad to have you here:
-Ravenwood Faculty

I set down the note. Five thousand gold per semester? I had just over seven thousand at the moment. I hope questing and item selling will bring that back up so I can stay for the second semester. Father had always paid my tuition. Where he had found all this gold was beyond me. He was a mysterious man, and I had never really bothered to wonder.
I look out the window as I start on eating my soup. It was really late now. I blink a couple times, telling myself I wasn’t tired. But I was.
When I finished the soup I set the bowl back in the wooden box and it vanishes. I set the note next to the glasses and ring, change into a nightgown, let my dark-dark blue hair out of its ponytail, blow out the candles, and climb under the covers. They were warm and soft.
I lay awake. Though tired and ready to sleep, it wouldn’t come. I gazed around the dark room. The silhouettes of the windows shadowed the floor from the stars light. It was a different place, a different environment. It was the same feeling I had felt when I first stayed with Father.
The room had been chilly and the bed uncomfortable. I was nervous about my future, and sad about my loss. But I had told myself that was behind me, the past, history. I was facing the spring after a harsh winter.



By:
~Emma Dawnrider

Way to go computer, way to go

So the memory on the computer is at full capacity.

So I won't be able to play P101 for a while.

However W101 still plays. I was on for a little bit, did a random quest in Marlybone, checked up on my alts (Sarai and Elizabeth), and decided against doing the halloween quests. I was very surprised to see the number of people I did. I also missed a chance to do Malistaire's dungeon!!

I did change into my costume, and I did take a screen shot. However I'm not on the appropriate computer to upload it.

I was also inspired. I don't know where I'm going with it, but it's an interesting story (I think). I may just be able to make it W101 started, but have it P101 based. Good idea? Bad idea? I'm calling it Winterstar. Here's what I have so far:

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Weak. That’s what this species is. They need... something better, thought the old man. He was sitting in his tiny living room, a crackling fire flickering in the small fire place. He sat in a large, red cushioned chair that seemed to take up half the room. He was a renowned scientist, but no one cared about science. “Never did, never will,” he always said. He was generally a bitter man, having lost his parents at a young age, and his wife a year after their marriage. The rest of his family had moved on as he had stayed in his small apartment, working on his science.
Finally he thought he had found the best thing he could give the people. Something that made them less weak. Surely now, they could fully achieve their wildest goals, and also become the strongest species in the universe. For, as everyone thought, this was not the only world.
But first he needed to test it.
At the sound of his door opening, he knew the perfect subject. His servant, who he allowed the liberty of going to school, has just arrived back. It was a very diligent subject, keeping silent about his works, and willing to take any strange substance he gave it. Yes, it wouldnt think twice about participating.
“Hey, get in here,” he snaps. Sounds of something being dropped on the ground, a bag perhaps? Then footsteps coming down the hall. It came in, arms crossed. It was young, younger than he was. Good, youth would help it in this case.
“Yes master?” it asks.
“I need you to stay here for a couple months.”
An expression plastered itself across its face. An expression of... annoyance? Impossible, it didn’t feel emotion.
“Of course master.”
So obedient. If only past servants had been more like this.
“Good. Now leave.”
It nods its head, turns, and leaves, its footsteps retreating far into the apartment. To its room maybe? He didn’t care what it did, as long as when he needed it do something it would obey.
He leans back and closes his tired eyes. His body was beginning to fail him, of that much he was certain. But he also knew he had enough time to fix the problem of weakness. What would the serum attack? What elements would it alter to cure weakness? Great strength, great wisdom, and greater senses. A subjects appearance may also be added to or taken away as to make them stronger. But physical abilities wasn’t the only cause for weakness. Yes, emotions and memories, thoughts and personality. He would have to alter it all. He would have to change the subjects very soul.
He grins. In other worlds this would be deemed impossible, but he had all the tools necessary to accomplish this. Something he would need to gather. Remove the strength aspects from creatures and implant them in his subjects. Yes, that would eliminate the weakness.
***
My name is Devin.
I was named this because my parents wanted a boy. When I was born and they found they had a girl, they kept the name the same. So I’m Devin.
I grew up in Mooshu where my parents were the treasurers of the Emperor. It was a life of comfort... for the most part. I was the only human wizard of my age. I was friends with the other palace children, but there was always the gap of species between us.
When my parents finally enrolled me in Ravenwood, I was beyond happy. Finally I could be with others like myself.
But on the day I was to fulfil my enrollment the palace was attacked. A group of Berkshire ninjas lay siege of the palace and stole a good portion of the gold. Both my parents were mortally wounded. I wouldn’t be going to Ravenwood yet.
Berkshire was the name of the man who constantly raided caravans, random civilians, and houses. Mooshu was the hardest hit every time. Next was probably Krokotopia.
I stayed by my parents sides for a month. Then there was a second raid, only this time it was done single handedly. I was a ten at the time, disobeying my mother’s command to run as the palace halls were set ablaze.
I ended up with a foster father after this, too young to fill in my parents jobs. He was nice, odd though. Always gave me strange requests to help him with his job. Finding various things, boiling this, peeling that. I felt like a chef at times.
My life there was peaceful in a sinister way. I felt like there was something more to myself. I just didn’t know what. Like I was walking through a dream, and I was blind trying to find my way out of a maze. Sometimes I felt panicked. Strange images would surface in my mind, and I would burst out crying. Father would hold me then, give me a glass of water and calm me down. The images would fade, and I would remember what was what.
The only thing that felt real was school, the only outside privilege I was allowed. I always looked forward to it. Though I started late, Headmaster Ambrose gave me extra credit projects and quests to help me level. And to think I was never under any stress between my boatload of school work and the house work.
Everyone always told me I was smart. I caught up and surpassed my fellow classmates. Sometimes, however, I felt as though it were a test of some sort. A way for me to prove my worth to...
To whom?
I had no idea.
I always thought Father would answer it, but now that will never happen. He died just hours ago. He was old, older than I thought when he first took me in. He asked me for a final banquet. I did my best and prepared the most extravagant feast I could put together. Later on in the evening, while he sat in his large, red chair, he breathed his last.
I didn’t shed a tear for him. All I did pack away his things, throw my few possessions into a bag, then traveled to Ravenwood. Hoping the Headmaster would provide me with a dorm.
Now I sit in a red chair, much like Father’s, and wait nervously as the Headmaster shuffled through papers.
“I know it’s here somewhere,” he muttered. “Right here... It was right here a moment ago.” A stack of papers fall and scatter everywhere about the floor. The Headmaster doesn’t even pause as he snaps his fingers and the papers fly back into place. “Ah, here it is.” He yanks out a piece of paper and hands it to me.
I take it. Across the top in bold lettering read: Dorm Application Form. I look up at the old man. “Thank you sir.”
“I’m very sorry for you loss. Just hand this to the boy outside of the dormitories by Torrance. He’ll give you the key and room number.”
Again I thank him, grab my bag and leave the tower. Outside was twilight, the sky fading from pale, blue-yellow to velvet navy, a couple stars already shining out. I pause for a moment, take out my quill, and fill out the form against the stone wall. I review it quickly, and satisfied with it, I cross the Commons.
I quickly pass through the Ravenwood tunnel, the inside cold from lack of sun, and slightly wet from a previous days rain. Just as promised, a boy a few years older than I stood outside, dressed in flaming red a yellow robes. I make my way up to him and silently hand him the application.
“Well, welcome Miss Clearwater. I do believe there are a couple dorms still empty. The new semester starts soon.” He unhooks a brass loop from his belt that clanked with five bronze keys. He gives it a good, long, hard stare before releasing one with a star shaped handle. “Here, this one opens dorm seventy-four. Way up, you’ll enjoy the view.”
I nod and take it. "Thank you."

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Comments?

I don't know if its clear of not: but the scientist man thinks that everything is a "subject", and things have no "defined characteristics" lest it be referring to a species. Yes, humans are a species to him. And yes, Devin is his servant.
More of her characteristics will be explained, so I get that it's confusing right now. Very vague information. Then again, this is only the first 2 1/2 pages so far. Hopefully they'll be more to come.

Laterz!
~Emma

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Still have the Glitch

So when I log on to P101, practically all I can see is crazy white (sometimes multicolored) lines streaking every which way.

There is, of course, a lag. But it's like a normal one (for me) in W101. But I still have some points where the resolution is perfect. Which is awesome.

As far as my review on the game goes: very well done.

The dueling system is awfully easy to learn, though the enemies can seem intimidating at times. In the beginning you earn robes and xp every which way, as well as two companions which is nice.

I made the mistake of giving all my leveling points to my only levelvable companion (a Mooshu, horse barbarian warrior guy), and forgot to give any to myself. So at level 3 I have no extra skills whatsoever. Plus the only way for me to get experience is by entering the throne room on Skull Island, however that area is "not yet ready" for me.

>.<

I can't even get into the Swashbuckler Hall!!
And I know its open, I saw someone come out! But I did also see other people failing to get in, so that area might not yet be open at all.
So I ended up selling my robes for two golds a piece, and fight the Troggies, which gives me absolutely NO xp or gold.

:(

I, however, think I know how to solve the Glitch. Every time I exit the game (which has been... twice) it warns me that firewall (darn that thing) is blocking some internet access information for P101. Tomorrow, hopefully, I can change that.

The music is also very good, it reminds me of the haunted Wysteria theme and Dragonspyre battle theme. But with, you know, a pirate accent to it.
Does that make sense?

Also, I can already feel the fan-fiction ideas boiling. I'm not going to be surprised when that becomes popular on the website. I myself will also, most likely, create my own, though I hope to explore the areas of the game more first to get a better idea about the landscape and plot and various monsters. Of course, as it is for my W101 fan-fics as well, I will not be the main character.

Anyone remember my [P101] name?

Silver Emma!

Anyway, that's my review of the game so far. I'll be on more tomorrow and friday, so if you see a red haired Swashbuckler, that's me!

I should warn you, however, I have NO idea who you are. If you do see me and request to be my friend, I may decline because I don't know you. Drop a comment with you name first, and then I'll likely say yes.

You know what this also means?

New header!! One that defines W101 and P101.
And you all should know about my nightmares wither headers. Though I am getting better at it.

Laterz!
~Emma

The autumn wind is a pirate. Blustering in from sea with a rollicking song he sweeps along swaggering boisterously. His face is weather beaten, he wears a hooded sash with a silver hat about his head.

Monday, October 15, 2012

One word:

GLITCHY.

I swear, white streaks flying every which way. I can barely see anything. Don't expect screen shots any time soon whatsoever.

Who am I?

Silver Emma the Swashbuckler at your service. 


Heh, heh, see what I did there? I kept my same name, so I can keep talking as though it's from Emma myself.

She has long, red hair and gray-silver eyes. Her outfit is difficult to describe, but its colors are gray and red or gray and black. Her flag is the V patter (white) on a red background, the symbol and is gray based, red stringed harp.

The armada killed my parents, I was raised in Girzzleheim (actually, I may as well say I am), and I was arrested because I was defending my best friend.

The sad thing?
I could barely get through the tutorial before the internet failed.

I won't be on again until wednesday, but the music (so far T_T) is cool!

The titles are really neat though. Like Sarcastic? Expect to see that as the title for an upcoming alt. As well as the last name Nightengale. I adore that last name. Some of the first names of cool too!

So that's my little tid bit today. See you wednesday!!

Laterz!
~Emma

So guess what's loading right now!!??

That's right!
I was really surprised at how fast is downloaded (compared to EE anyway). Now the loggin is loading, which is going about the same speed as W101. Some may consider it slow, but for me this is a good sign.

As I may have said before, I'm really looking forward to the music.

Anyway, it just loaded. Expect to here from me again today!!

Laterz!
~Emma

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Photo Spam (maybe another time)

So I happen to be on the PC and that means I have access to all my old screen shots! And you know what that means...?
PHOTO SPAM!!
Just for the heck of it, you know? Pirate101 is publicly out tomorrow and guess whose gonna download it? ME!

Actually... that's like... 272 photos... I'll come back and choose ones specifically.
Meh...

Laterz!
~Emma

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Actually, I haven't been working on it at all...

So remember how I was working on a Black Ivy sequel? Called Maelstrom? Well, I did finish the first chapter, but I haven't worked on it past that. You see, the reasons are very simple:
  • School
  • My own writing
  • And please, Pirate101 came out

School is self-explanatory. My own writing is only because my earth-friends are screaming "FINISH THE BOOK AND MOVE ON TO THE NEXT ONE!!" So I'm not really left a choice... And as far as P101 coming out, my mind has been jumbled lately, so the 8th was yesterday (not saturday). Anyway, the 15th (you know, whatever day that is [monday]) is when I will most certainly be on.

Because next week will be the best week ever. Why? Because it's a half week! I have school monday and tuesday, then a half day wednesday, then NO SCHOOL thursday and friday!

Happiness.

So depending on my homework load (which will most likely be science) I'll be on P101 and/or W101 those days. So EXPECT to see me.

=P

And also: Come on W101! I need you to put up Black Ivy part one soon so I can send in part two!!! I swear, the entire thing is done! I want to post it up, but I can't if you dont.

Hmpf.

Oh, and I also met someone in earth-life who is much like Luke Skywalker / Nathan Silverflame. Of course they shall remain nameless, but we were exchanging fortune cookie statements and arguing and I was correcting his grammar. I called him a cashew, and thus I became a walnut.

The difference, however, is he actually admits defeat (mwuahaha). But now I've involved myself in a bet in which I may have to give him a giant bag of candy, courtesy of the halloween season.

Speaking of halloween, apparently those quests are available in the Spiral! It's really a pity that they don't give you any xp, but the towers are a lot of fun. If and when I do them I plan to dress in my costume I keep telling you about. YES, I'll take a picture. Bust first I must get on.

Well, anyway... that's about it.

Laterz!
~Emma

Friday, October 5, 2012

A Halloween Contest

Being hosted by Friendly! Can you do it? I did! It was easy since we just did something like this in math class a week or so ago. I think I did it right.

Check it out here and see how you do!

Laterz!
~Emma

Thursday, October 4, 2012

A Pretty Awesome Outfit


This was taken the day I became a Master Diviner. Pretty awesome outfit. I still have that hood actually. The robe and boots, however, I have since sold.
What?
This was like... two... years... ago...

Storm Lord I am the slowest quester ever. I DARE you to find someone slower than me. Challenge accepted!

The two wizards on either side are my previous Fire and Balance alts, Saffron Trollpetal and Lenora Jadethistle.

Anyway. Still. That was two years ago. Two whole years.
That's a long time.

...

I don't really have anything else to say. I have a half day on wednesday in two weeks, and then thursday friday off. So you can guarantee you'll see me on then.

Laterz!
~Emma

Monday, October 1, 2012

OCTOBER 8TH!!!!!!!!

THE RELEASE DATE OF PIRATE101 IS THE ABOVE.

YAY!

* regains composure *

KI has kept their word people! They said they would release it early October and by golly early October it is! This saturday the new game shall be released. That's right, THIS saturday. I can already see the website blowing up as hundred if not thousands if not millions of people download the game.

It's gonna be a big hit. I cannot wait to post about my own experiences. And from previous posts, you know I'm a super slow quester. Which means that while some will beat the game within the week, I'll just be going along la-di-da.

Read more about it here.

Now that I skim it over, technically you can download the game on the fifteenth. If you have a special bundle or subscription you can start the 8th.

You'll see me on the 15th.
:)

Well, that's all I really have to say. I couldn't make it on this weekend, but I PROMISE you, I'll get a picture of me in my halloween costume up before the end of October.

Until then,
Laterz!
~Emma