This weeks offering will be short and sweet... Because I was at the gym earlier and tweaked something in the right side of my back. Ow, Baby. Very ow. I was rushing. I was doing the standing calf press. Last exercise of the day. Hell, it was the second to last set of the outing.
The main reason I was rushing? Minecraft.
Earlier this week I installed the game, Far Cry 4. Far Cry 3 was the last game I played on a console. It was a great game. At the end, a chick goes all praying mantis on you. She literally kills you after you bow-chikka-wow-wow and impregnate her. Great game. Boobies and bullets.
Far Cry 4 is a beautiful game. The textures on EVERYTHING are insane. The fur on the animals is affected by the breeze. The shadowing is so bad ass I had to turn down my settings, as I was blinded by the sun sometimes. Absolutely brilliant game. I have played it for about an hour or so, total.
The day before installing that one, I installed Minecraft. I have spent about 10 or so hours playing that one. As a person with an addictive personality, you could double that to be safe. "No, I don't have a problem, fuck you for asking."
The graphics are reminiscent of a Super Nintendo game, circa 1993. So, why the appeal?
Some of you are already in the know, are aware of what the game is. You have seen the 8-bit swords and pick axes in the toy aisle. It is much, much more than that...
You create a world. Then your little avatar runs around in said world. Basic rules of gravity apply. You fall to far, you die. The world has land, sand, water, rocks, lava, trees, cows, pigs, horses, plants, etc. It's a world. Complete with shitty weather.
You start off with NADA. You want stuff? Beat the shit out of it by clicking on it with your left mouse. If you pound on a tree, it gives you "Wood". If you get enough wood you can construct other things. Combine different things together to make all sorts of stuff. I did a minor "cheat" and watched a YouTube video for noobs.
So I spent today building a two story house. Hardwood floors. Kitchen. Roof. Torches for lighting. On the second story I left the wall open to watch the sunrise over the sea. I also left a single walkway to the abode because there be bad guys.
Zombies, Creepers (that look like a dildo and explode when you smack them), Blobs, Skeletal dudes with bows and arrows... They mostly come out at night. Mostly.
Like the name implies, you go into the ground. You mine. You craft. It's what you do.
So, about 10 AM, I was looking around my little island paradise, and noticed that the trees were looking little ragged. So I decided to get all Bonzai on them... Then I am building earthen bridges between islands... And then I think the one tree is not like the other... So I fix that... Then it is 4:00 PM, the dog is looking at me like, "Hey, FuckMook! Kinda hungry over here... NO, the pancake you made for me this morning don't mean dick!"
So, I feed the dog, run to the gym... Rushing because I think I can fashion a bow if I do a couple of things... Not concentrating on the machine I am using and voila! Pain, made to order.
I am JUST realizing I forgot to eat lunch as well...
I have a feeling I know what I am gonna be doing this four day weekend...
Now, I have also realized a few things... The game is about creating. And destroying. As you gather wood, you are essentially deforesting the area. If you remove all the trees then grass grows and cows get to graze. I built a bridge to another island and upon awakening the next day, I found that the sheep from the other island made their way to mine. It is all about resources...
Yes, I killed the sheep to get the wool, and I also got the mutton, to cook. and consume... But if I kill ALL the sheep in one day... No more mutton... If I go on a kill crazy rampage on the chickens, I get meat... but there will be no more eggs...
You learn a little something something... Even if you didn't mean to,
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