Weak Witcher

I bought a game.

A good game.

A realy good fuckin game.

I bought the Witcher 3. An open world game in which you play as Geralt the Witcher.

Now a witcher, is a person who has been modified to the breaking point to help people of the land to get the monsters away. To drink potions, create bombs and what not to get ride of monsters. Anything from drowners to necrophages to griffins.

You can be up against a horde of nekkars in one scene, and the next, you'll tussle with a water hag. You'll be engulfed with nice tatas and the next, you'll be trying to get the dried blood of your boots.

Not to worry thou, the tatas and the dried blood, generally don't have anything to do with each other.

I'm only going to give you a single screen shot this week, as I've been far to kind in giving you a whole slew of images over the past few weeks.

Now that is a perfect image. Just Geralt on top of his horse looking down on the land that he is going to try and make better for the world.

That image was taken about 4-5 hours into the game... which also means, I'm still only level one or two or something. That alone tells you that the game is slow. Slow as fuck.

Now I've already played about 14 hours, and so far, I've only gotten to about level 7-8 or something, and the extra worlds, the expansions, all want me to be around level 32+ before I try to go there... And shit man, I don't even know how to get better gear yet!

Luckly, I got some mods that allow me to be "better". Like godmode... yea, some serious shit.

Cya

Cuteness Overload

Boredom overtook me, and I got to start a MMO game called Blade & Soul. A korean mmorpg that's been around for a bit. Slight restrictions for F2P players (Free to Play), but I can live with only be allowed two characters.

I started with a Warlock class... and it was fun, but not very Warlock-y. More, Dark Mage-y, and then I tried a few others before I found class that only one race could have... the Summoner.

That is the race I had to play when testing the Summoner. A small race with big animal ears and tail. And I don't know about you, but that is one hell of a cute little rugrat.

And just look how small that race is!!! The npc that is standing next to me, is just a little over average hight, and look at me, I barely reach her knees!!
Not to mention my familiar, my little kitty pet that takes most of the damage in a fight, she's as tall as me!

There we are... I'm so tiny, that when standing at maximum range from the enemy... it looks more like I'm watching a fight, than I'm in a fight.
All thou, I kind of am not "in" the fight, as my familiar "Heatcliff" is keeping the bad man busy while I pelter him with butterflies, thorns and bee's!!
Yes, it's a strange race and class.

I mean, even the spell that heals my familiar, is called" Huzzah" for god sake.
Like, hurray you were injured so now I can wave my staff around while making a rainbow of green, yellow and probably pink.

It's a fun class, rather on the easy side sure, but still fun.
The game itself is beautiful and well put together when it comes to fluidity and questing. PvP is rather good too, just wear the right body armour, and you are flagged as an enemy to the opposing faction, and they are free to attack you. Got attacked twise. Never died thou :P

Either way, it's good enough game, and it's nice to have more options when I'm not studeing or looking for a job.

Cya

Rather Disturbing

I just read a rather disturbing thing. Unfortunatly, I had to read it on a news site that is deamed to be right wing and even a racist site, but most independant news sites gets that these days. I had to read it there as the article had been removed from one of the more "respected" news sites.
What I read was about a known IS terrorist who tried to sneak into Sweden while there was a big football event happeneing (or soccer for you idiots on the otherside of the big puddle *wink wink*), but was caught by the border police.
This man, was a known terrorist and had been banned from even entering the Schengen area. But when the police caught him, he said "asylum" and the migration office told the police to let him go and let him enter the country.

Now I know that the Geneva Convention says that everyone is entitled to asylum. But if you come from a country that is not at war, you aren't entitled to just get asylum from saying the word. And this man claimed to be from Bosnia, where there isn't a war. Where there hasn't been a war for some time.
So why did the migration office feel that he still needed asylum if he comes from a country that isn't at war and is a known terrorist from a well known terrorist organisation called IS/ISIS?
It makes no fucking sence what so ever.
I would not be surprised if swedish people have to start fleeing the country soon and seek asylum somehwere else, as it seems that anyone, even known terrorists, are allowed to come in here and receive help by being given subsidy and housing and what ever else.

This is not a popular opinion here in Sweden, and I am likely gonna be branded a racist for even writing this. And in Sweden, if you have a different view than the leftwing, you get persecuted, bullied, threatened and some have even had violence done to them.

Every now and then, I read something that noone would believe due to the fact that it is writen on a none goverment funded news site/paper, that has me wonder what the fuck is going on in this country. Mostly because I can never seem to hear about it on the news or any of the larger news papers (that is currently getting less and less credibility). The media, not counting the independent media, is well known for twisting news or even not writing news that shows immigrants, of any kind, in any kind of a negative capacity.
It's just wrong.

Now, there is alot more I could write, but honestly.. people tend to not read long entries on a blog, so I'll stop here.

And if you don't like this.
I don't care.
If you find me to be a horrible person because of this.
I don't care.
If you find this to be all lies and fabrications and I am nothing but a racist.

I don't give a flying fuck.

(the article can be read on a more "respected" site here which I found in the last minute)

Cya

Last Heist

Like I said earlier, I've finished the main story of GTA 5, and even thou I can still do some stuff in the game after, I probably won't for a while... mainly cause I rage quit last time :P

So I thought I'd give you a few more screen shots than I usually do, and then we'll see what I'll put up next week.

In Sweden, we have Bishop's Arms... in Los Santos, they have Bishop's WTF?! ... with an alien spaceship stuck in the roof :P
Too bad you can't go into these various funny places.

Michael's deadbeat son druged him, and he went for a ride... here, he's "high as a kite" and slowly falling to earth in his underwear.
We've all had nights like that right?

Trevor sure has at least. He woke up on a mountain in a womans dress one night...
Yea that happened. Hasn't happened to me yet (in real life) But I have worn a dress at a party once. That was a good party let me tell ya :)

Franklin is on a stakeout in his pimped out supercar. What he's watching thou... is an empty street, waiting for the clock to be right for a streetrace, that he then won by miles.

Even thou the game is called "Grand Theft Auto"... not every vehicle has an engine... which Michael found out after his kid took the family car and left.
Fuckin kids ey?

Well that will have to be enough... let's see what I have for you next week. Should be interesting.

Cya

Boring Boring and A Downer

Went to the gym for the first time in ages yesterday. Wanted to do the larger exercises to hit multiple groups of muscles, like deadlifts for example. But I also didn't want to over do it, as I was "out of practice". So today, I was able to get out of bed properly, which was nice. See if that'll happen tomorrow too.
But it felt good to be there. See how long it'll take to get back, two or three days. All depends on how bad the after affects get I guess :P

Finished the main story in GTA5 yesterday too. But as I'm only at around 65-70% complete, I'm guessing, there is alot more to do... or that percentage also counts towards if you get top marks in all the missions... which I have not.
Some of the missions are realy hard, others are easier. But when you don't know what the end score will take it's points from, it's hard to get it right. Like how many headshots you need, if you are allowed to scratch the paint on what ever vehicle you are driving or how long a mission is allowed to take. It's only after you are done that you find these things out. But don't you worry, you can go back and do them again... just haven't bothered so far.
I'll go back later, after I own all the property in the game, have all the skills at max and have the coolest cars and pimped them out. That alone will take some time.

Alright, time for something less fun.
Something that isn't about gaming, gym, studies or the usual drable I write here on the blog.
It's something that has been weighing heavily on me for a while now. Usually, it doesn't get in my way or hinder me in my daily life. But when it does come up, it's not fun.
I feel alone.
It's that simple realy. A feeling that noone likes, everyone has felt at some point and that is a pain in the ass.
But the worst part is, that I often get this feeling, when I'm with others. When I'm at parties or at a pub or something, that's when the feeling pours down on me like a cold waterfall. I don't let it show, cause that would bring anyone around me down, and I'd never be invited again, and I do need those few social meetings in my life.
But everyone I know, has someone in their life. A "significant other", girlfriend/boyfriend, husband/wife. And don't get me wrong, I don't realy envy them, but I do want what they have too. I'm happy for them, that they found that. I just wish I could find that too.
It's been three years since I had a significant other. Since then, I've been with close to (had sexual contact with) a total of zero people.
Yea, I do not find it simple to get someone. I can lay the blame on a number of things, a few of them actually contribute, but in the end, I just suck at speaking with the opposite sex.
For awhile, I tried the online version, but my experience with that, is that women online, are more shallow than most men. That or I just look horrible in photos and I'm not an asshole.
And by asshole, I mean that. I've heard alot of people change their whole behaviour to become a douchbag and asshole, and women throw themselves at them.
I have a year and a half to 40, I am not gonna pretend to be some asshole. And I don't like assholes, so why should I pretend to be one, and why pretend to be someone else just to find love? That means the relationship is built on a lie.
I hope noone wants that.

Shit, that became a little more than I had planed.
But it's okay.

I guess I don't have anything else for now...

Cya

Criminal Activities

I am a criminal... three of em actually. I bought GTA 5 on steam, and in that game, you play three different guys, starting with a black guy called Franklin who meets a man called Michael which you then get stear. And than later Trevor who get's really mad that Michael is alive, and takes out his anger on a biker crew.

This game is so NOT good for kids. Lots of cursing, lot's of adult themed imagery, and ofcourse, a shit load of violence. But all this, has made me laugh something wonderful.
But there are things you can do that is not violent... like I did yesterday... I figured I needed to work on my characters stamina, and one way of doing that, is to play tennis. So I went to my private tennis court and played 3 sets with my characters wife.
Little did I know, that it was real tennis rules I played with, and 3 sets took a fuckin hour of real time.

That up there, is Franklin talking to some loudmouth paparazzi. He had me riding a bike with him on the back, so he could take photos of some famous woman in a limo.
Yea that was interesting.

Michael found an interesting store... seems they only sell paperclips.
I don't know, I don't see a very good future for that store unless they branch out :P

And that is Trevor and the shithole he calls home. I am so glad my place looks better that that atleast. Old pizza boxes and porno magazines on floor. Booze bottles and ashtrays on the bed? Shit dude, you do live in a caravan, but come on!

Anyway, realy fun game. I recommend.

Cya

Old Dream

A few mornings ago, I woke up from a dream that were very detailed due to me being almost awake. Basically, I was having a dream while waking up... yea there's probably a name for that, but it doesn't matter.

In this dream, I was going to ride my bike to work (what work, I don't know), and as per usual, i started 30 minutes ahead of time, even thou knowing that this job, was more like 10-15 minutes away. I rather be early, than late.
As I was leaving some house (I assume I lived in, never seen it before but it was like a small apartment complex building) I noticed that most of the roads around my house was dug up for some reason, and roads for bikes and cars had been made up so I could only go one way.
Fine, it was the same way I was going anyway.
Or so I thought.
As I turned on my second corner, I realized that the road was shifting away from the path I needed to go and it seemed that most roads in what ever neighbourhood I was in, was under maintanence.
I somehow knew, that the road I had to take, was going to make the trip take the full half hour, if not more.
Coming to this realization, I increased my speed, just to make sure I was not going to be late and soon found myself in a neighbourhood with small houses, a small road, but nothing but straight road almost all the way to work.

That's when I missed a hole in the ground. Missed as in, did not see it.
I went in head first with the bike, and for some reason, the surround world changed from summer, to winter, as I was wearing winter cloths and the bottom of the hole, was full of water. Icy water with chunks of ice in it.
The fall took a few seconds. That's how deep the hole was. But the hole was deeper still, as I found out when I hit the cold water as I never hit the bottom.
The bike vanished from underneath me, and the cold dirty water made it impossible to see, the winter cloths made me too heavy and I couldn't find my way up.

That's when I opened my eyes and got out of bed.

This is not the first time I've had nightmares where I am close to drowning. It's happened a few times. Once it was about some crazy waterslide that ended in a pool so deep that divers could have trained in it. In another I was playing live roleplay and dressed as an orc in heavy metal armour and ended up on the bottom of a river.

Why do I always drown in my nightmares?
Why can't I get shoot?
Or decapitated?
Or just fall from getting caught in a chair and land on my head snapping my neck!
Anything but this drowning shit, it's getting old!

Cya