Ambitious, but rubbish

Battlestar Galactica, yo

Feuer Frei!


Space Quest something!

Back in __ minutes

All the memories are too few


Japanese crows proven more intelligent than average dane

Godzilla plays Super Mario level 1-1

Real-life teleportation invented in Ja..., wait... Denmark?

Photoset: Zombie and pirate rights march

Catchy something something... in Space!

Feel like you were there yourself

by Pstonie (26 July 2005)

So I've wanted to make some really cool flash for a long time now. Ever since I released BTVC (Sorry, I'm talking about it again) almost a full feckin' year ago, I've had it on me to make something so much better. Let's face facts here, BTVC really isn't as awesome as my own references make it out to be. I don't personally consider it able to compete with a lot of the awesome flash work out there. I won't name names, they have been obscured to protect the innocent, but URLs are a different story.

Point is, I have to make something more to prove that I'm good for more than Justas' personal (and sadistic, sick, twisted, etc.) entertainment. First, for the biggest amount of the time inbetween, I didn't have any good ideas. I took some time off from work a while ago, something that I've found is good for thinking and managed to come up with an idea that I think is good enough to base some flash work on.

Then, a while ago, Rockstar announced that this year's upload is now open for submissions and I put myself on another deadline to complete this idea that I had. That's in about two months. There really is no point in telling you this, other than giving you somehting to laugh about if I don't complete it, in time or at all. I'm not going to give a lot of details about it either. There will be an airlock. Now I will give you over to a quote from Wayne's World 2 which really sums up what I want to say.

"What I'd really like to do is something extraordinary. Something big. Something mega. Something copious. Something capacious. Something cajunga! But I'll probably end up working at Great America, mopping up hurl and lung butter. S'Yeah!"