When big cats purr~

I thought it would be just another boring Sunday. I thought I would just spend my time revising my university notes and fall asleep from it. I thought that changing the notification settings on my Facebook account would just amount to nothing.

And then my Lumia alerted me of Indera Motor’s last day for showcasing their F-Type.

AND AWAY I GOOOOO!!!~

You know you got my attention when your front door car is coloured red n_n

You know you got my attention when your front door car is coloured red n_n

Apparently I.M. is having a showcase on their cars, the Jags and the Rovers. If you know me, you would know that I have a dislike for almost any form of urban SUVs crossovers, so I’ll just be showing the Jags, mmmkay?

3 big cats in a mall? That sure sounds like it could put a grin on my face.

3 big cats in a mall? That sure sounds like it could put a grin on my face.

I have to say this though: I don’t know what to expect from a Jag. I know that Mr. Clarkson loves Jags. I believe that the Prime Minister of Britain is driving a Jag. I know that Jags are, in general, the blue-collar sisters of the Aston Martin.

Despite all this, Jags don’t seem to give me any form of emotional excitement in the same way that an Aston or a Ferrari does. That can be a good thing too actually…

The mouth, just look at it. It's smiling, showing all of it's glorious maw at me.

The mouth, just look at it. It’s smiling, showing all of it’s glorious maw at me.

The styling of the F-Type does not move me in the same way the DB9 does, but my God it looks handsome. From the side there is barely any hint of the car “bowing down”, that is, those bloody side swoops that shows the back of the car as higher than the front of the car. This feline is properly manly.

But not as manly as this though…

Sabertooth tiger was my first thought.

Sabertooth tiger was my first thought. This thing is imposes its VASTNESS so much more than those urban SUVs on the other side.

I’m telling you, if you thought the BMW 7-series was huge, wait ’till you get in front of this behemoth. Simply standing in front of it, it’s COLOSSAL presence just imposes itself on you. That massive nose grill along with those angry eyes… I was almost overwhelmed really.

Strangely enough, despite of how big it looks, sitting down at either the driver or passenger seats, there is not much headroom.

Interior is not bad. Quite practical of course, but somehow you just know they could up the ante on the styling a bit.

Interior is not bad. Quite practical of course, but somehow you just know they could up the ante on the styling a bit.

Now, I consider myself a Bruneian man of average height, 166 centimetres isn’t particularly short at all, so taller people might want to give this fact a consideration. Still, I like the fact that it doesn’t feel like I’m in a cabin that’s far too big for me, so this is actually a plus. It’s snug, I like it.

Now, the folks from Indera Motors were kind enough to start up the engine of the F-Type for me, and I was given the chance to savour the manly rawness of that supercharged V8. Unfortunately, I can’t upload it here. Maybe if I could upload on a Youtube channel or something… yeah… So anyway, here’s me thanking the folks from Indera Motors. Nice chaps. Those Jags made my Sunday a whole lot better.

Here ya go:

Misconception

Not a single wonder was given. I am just waiting for the right moment. [WARNING: The thread somehow degrades to poo-slinging in the end. Here’s to me saving your mind]

Mental Bondage In The Name Of God

Islam is one of the most abused and misunderstood words today. Islam effectively means peacefulness – accomplished through the observation of orders (which is the deen) – a providence from our Creator revealed to all prophets and messengers so that mankind will enjoy an orderly way of life in the grand design of His creations (which is God’s system). This, however, is not the image called to mind when one hears the word Islam. True Islam is intended to be a life of blissfulness without religions, myths, superstitions, or ‘holiness’. The religionists, however, have systematically destroyed this ideal, not by demolishing it, but by altering its form so that it is no longer manifested as its Designer intended. The introduction of the Arab religion misleads people, stunts their potential growth, and results in disadvantaged and dysfunctional societies. It propagates a way of life or a deen featuring violence, terrorism…

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Mr. Statistic, meet Mr. Integrity

Let me get this one fact out: every time I hear “balancing”, and that word is connected in any way to an RTS game, I cringe. A lot. No, much more than that. I cringe like a gentleman who is about to eat his food, only to realise there’s a dead, bloated fly on his spoon.

Do most of the folks who try “balance” out a strategy game ever got any input whatsoever in how the particular universe of that game works? Let me just pop out some of the more popular franchises in RTS gaming:

Company of Heroes

Dawn of War 2

Warcraft III

All these three have been through numerous patches, and thus numerous “balancing”, yet with each and every patch it feels like it’s no longer a game that I thought it would be. To be more specific, every in-game faction/group/whatever no longer follows the original descriptive metadata that it was suppose to follow.

What I’m saying is, a Space Marine Battle Brother is no longer an Angel of Death to the player.

No, Space Marines no longer feel like they count. A Space Marine loss feels like just another statistic.

German tanks no longer possess a great range of attack.

Correct me if I’m wrong, but weren’t German tanks suppose to have superior optics that enables them to pretty much snipe opposing tanks?

The structural integrity of a Human Guard Tower is pretty much just another standing meat shield.

Image courtesy of koelndorfer

I just… don’t know where to start. How is a building suppose to have, by logic, an armour type that’s similar to an armour-plated human?

Perhaps it’s just me, but I really, really want strategy games to be more than a cold and calculated thing. I want it to be emotional, I want a strategy game to break me, then rebuild me or better still, suck me in so much that I would role-play as how a commander of a particular faction would.

If I were to play as the Tyranids, the game would motivate me to command my army as if I were cursed with a hunger that drives me bestial. If I were to play as Chaos the game would motivate me to engage in acts of dickery and douchebaggery. If I were to play as the Necrons the game would motivate me to play as if I just woke up at 6 a.m., only for my eyes to be assaulted by sunlight.

It seems to me that developers are focusing more on a statistically fair game rather than making the player enjoy playing a particular faction or unit for what it is. It’s like Formula 1 once again! Bloody hell…

Which brings me to another issue to rant about too! Why is it that the gameplay mechanics from different factions FEELS THE SAME?!

Shouldn’t Chaos require resources through ritual sacrifices (of enemies or civilians) and other mumbo-jumbos? Shouldn’t Tyranids be getting their resources by the (any)things they eat? Shouldn’t Eldar be obnoxiously snobbish that they would only unleash their entire arsenal when they experience how much of a threat the enemy is?

And most of all: SHOULDN’T ORKZ DEFY LOGIC THROUGH SHEER IN-GAME “POSITIVE ATTITUDE” MECHANICS?!!

Ok, ok. Time to cool down.

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Right. I would prefer if the devs would “balance” an RTS gameplay within context of the universe’s descriptive metadata. Balance it in such a way that it is still very clear to both new and old players why a certain faction in so special and unique. So game devs, please? n_n

The Human Car

Yes, cars are becoming grumpier by the year. I loath it. I think it started with the R34, but I’m not too sure. All I know is that Nissan made the neutral, calm & collected R33 grumpy. And so the pop culture follows suit, from other sports cars (which makes sense), to saloons, hatchbacks, SUVs, MPVs and the lot (which doesn’t make sense). Thank God we still have the likes of Bentley and Rolls Royce to keep the neutral faces for our motoring world.

red r33

Vanilla looks good, this one looks great, the Blue Calsonic looks the best, like some sort of an embodiment of a blue, straight-six skull demon.

Have I mentioned that I loath SUVs? I’m driving one, though I believe it’s a proper 4×4 than others, I still loath using it on urban roads.

[Nope, not gonna show you what an SUV looks like, because it’s bloody everywhere.]

Also, I’ve found a more appropriate word to describe the Aston Martin range (bar the Cygnet and Rapide), absolutely romantic.

rapide

Except this one. It looks like a pregnant boat/whale.