[NOTE: this is part one in a series of posts lifted from the quark message boards where I recently GM’d a game of Werewolf. The theme was Final Fantasy 6, one of my favorite RPGs of all time. To see all posts in the series, click here.
WARNING: there will be spoilers here, and lots of them, so if you haven’t played Final Fantasy 6, do yourself a favor and play the game before reading on!]
Long ago, the War of the Magi
reduced the world to a scorched wasteland,
and magic simply ceased to exist.
One thousand years have passed…
Iron, gunpowder and steam engines
have been rediscovered,
and high technology reigns.
But there are those who would enslave the world
by reviving the dread destructive force
known as “magic.”
Could it be that those in power
are on the verge of repeating
a senseless and deadly mistake?
Lunasa is an Irish folk music band–one of the best that I know. If you haven’t heard of them, you should check them out.
I mean, at the very least, check out Kevin Crawford’s mad whistling:
Crazy!
Sometimes, when I wonder what I should do after I graduate, I get these starry eyed dreams of becoming a celtic rockstar–or, at the very least, a street musician. That would be kind of fun, sitting out in the open air, playing music to the world, waiting on the charity and generosity of strangers. I mean, at least for the first couple of hours, that would be fun–wouldn’t it?
Yeah, better stay in school. In the meantime, though, here is one of my own original pieces. Not anywhere near as awesome as Lunasa, but not too shabby either:
Street musician…maybe I should try it. Or maybe I should wait for the spring first…
I had an awesome day today. Totally awesome. If every day this semester is like this one, I’ll be dead tired before Thanksgiving but so happy it won’t even matter.
It started at 7am. Woke up, worked out, read a galley from Dragon Moon Press for Leading Edge while working out. The book wasn’t that bad, either.
Showered, ate breakfast, read 1st Jacob chapter 1 in Arabic. Great scripture study. Read “The false gods we worship” by Spencer W. Kimball on the walk up to school. Powerful. President Kimball was a Prophet with a capital P.
Met with Dr. Bowen to discuss the TA job she wants to hire me for. It’s going to be a LOT of fun! I’ll be doing all kinds of interesting research on the Israeli-Palestinian conflict and making a sort of game / role play for the students in the class…and getting paid good money to do it. Fun fun fun.
Classes were awesome. I love my capstone. Professor Christensen is a blast. Talked about spatial voting and why political parties in America tend to be identical. Made fun of Provo/Orem municipal elections. Good times.
After classes, met with Professor Kramer to discuss the other TA job I’ll be working. He was incredibly happy to have me on board. Out of the hundreds of papers he read for PL SC 201 last year, he still remembered mine. Holy cow. I’m shocked.
Proceeded to run through a series of bureaucratic hoops to get all the paperwork filled out for both TA jobs. I was so giddy about working I didn’t mind the hassle. Dr. Bowen at one point said “What’s the other job paying you? Eight something? Well, we can do better than that!” Man, I’m going to earn so much money this semester.
Went home, cooked up some locally grown corn and spaghetti. Mmm, corn on the cob! Delicious. Talked with my roommate Ben Crowder about all the stuff he’s done since graduating. Dude, he is a renaissance man, through and through. Awesome guy.
Leading edge was a total blast. The editors threw a start-of-semester pizza party, and we had almost a dozen new people show up to read slush. Plus, Peter was there–he’s always fun. Talked about spaceballs and Big Bang theory (the movie), how Arrested Development is funnier than The Office, violence in fiction, crazy story ideas, and all kinds of stuff. Good times.
So then, after finishing my homework, I was sitting in the library when I realized I only had an hour and a half before the library closed. An hour and a half, and I had not written a single word in my WIP that day. In order to keep up with my self-imposed deadline, I needed to write 1.2k words. 1.2k words…in 1.5 hours.
I didn’t really think I could do it, but I decided what the hell and gave it a shot. Turned off the music, avoided the email and twitter, and just focused on the work.
An hour and a half later, lo and behold! 1.2k words! And just as I realized that, the HBLL closing music comes on…and it’s Dropkick Murphies!
Let me just say, there is no better way to end an awesome day than with some good outro music. So let me end this post with tonight’s awesome outro music, courtesy the Harold B. Lee Library.
I don’t know why I did this, but I saw it while wasting time on the internet and somehow suckered myself into it.
Judging from all the advertising crap I had to go through just to get this result, I’m probably going to be spammed to high heaven for the next ten years. Fortunately, all of the personal information I provided is fake, except for the email (hehe, the guys at the Arabic house are probably going to get some pretty funny junk mail next year…).
It’s been a long time since I read Twilight, but I can vaguely remember liking this character. He probably was the one most like me.
I’m just glad I didn’t end up as Edward, because that kid is ridiculously abusive.
