Star Wars nå et Disneydomene

Prisen for å eie stjernekrigen er fire milliarder dollar. Indiana Jones og litt annet snaskens følger med på kjøpet. Ettersom mange vil si at Lucasfilm har sittet på et råtnende stykke intellektuell tomt i alt for mange år, kan dette vise seg å være et friskt pust. Disney eier også Pixar og Marvels franchiser, og har behandlet dem langt bedre enn George Lucas har behandlet sitt eget hjertebarn. Men prøven på det kommer først i 2015, da Episode VII av filmsagaen loves. På tide å dele drømmeregissører og castingfantasier? Le, gråte eller løpe manisk i ring mens man messer besvergelser mot ondskap? Reaksjonene fra den nordiske Stormtroopergarnisonen spenner fra et velplassert NOOOOOOOOOOO via angst og bitterhet til betinget optimisme.

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Et drygt stykke på den offisielle Star Wars-bloggen

The Next Web

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(for øyeblikket på sparebluss pga. oversvømmet datasenter. Åkei, kanskje det er en viktigere nyhet at halve New York er skylt bort og den andre halvdelen brant ned på grunn av elektrisitetsinfrastruktur noen limte sammen i garasjen sin, men ved Dobbs dette er en nerdeblogg, så her skal det nerdeblogges til den bitre ende.)

Men VG melder om «gladnyhet», og Kraften forstyrres, som av en million fans som knekker sammen i hånlatter.

Den skyldige selv taler i denne videoen:

Mens denne nok oppsummerer helt greit fansens vurdering av Lucas’ hånd på roret. Men er egentlig Musas Funginiører en forbedring?

November morra blues

En ny måned truer, den første snøen har blitt godt mikset opp med bæsj og faenskap i byenes gater, og årstiden for varme drikker rundt bålet og ved spillebordet er over oss. Spillfestivalen i Bergen, Regncon er over, med et surt etterspill, da det ble avslørt avtalt spill i en av finalene. Til gjengjeld ser spilltestingen av nye Fabula ut til å ha vært en udelt suksess.

Spillfestivalen i Trondheim, Hexcon, blåses i gang den 2.11, og Ares har laget en møteplass for de som tar turen fra Oslo her. Programmet inkluderer blant mye annet et fanlaget futuramarollespill, Harnmaster og det transhumanistiske open source-rollespillet Eclipse Phase.

Nærmere slutten av måneden, 23. og 24. organiseres Grenselandet, den internasjonale kammerlaivfestivalen, i Oslo. Det settes opp reprise på Bader Meinhof Experiment, og spillskaperen Andrea Castellani har med seg sin adaptasjon av Jacob L. Morenos spontanitetsteater. Om du ikke kan vente til da og er villig til å reise, holdes den niende Larpvikenden i Brno i helgen 9-11.

Spillfestivalen Arcon har satt sine komiteer, og er i gang med å samle innspill til sommerens festival. Det kommer samtidig med lansering av nytt nettforum for gamle og nye deltakere på festivalen.

I forbindelse med planleggingen rundt  Norcon 27 kom det frem at Vendetta forlag, utgiveren bak den norske oversettelsen av A song of Ice and Fire – bøkene bak TV-serien Game of Thrones, har sikret seg oversettelsesrettighetene til kremen av engelskspråklig fantasy og Science Fiction – blant dem internettsjokkpoeten Warren Ellis’ nyeste, Gun Machine, og Neil Gaimans klassiker American Gods. Kanskje er varsler det slutten på norsk forlagsbransjes underlige tradisjon med vanntetthet mot fantastisk litteratur? Entusiastiske forleggere som reiser rundt og tar sløve bokhandlere i skole lover godt. Det burde vel egentlig herske enighet om at draps- krig- og incestfylte Game of Thrones ikke bør stå i barneavdelingen, selv om det er drager og romskip og trollmenn og sånt i, men varekunnskapen har øyensynlig forfalt en del siden min tid bak hyllene. I alle tilfelle ligger det an til at 2013 blir et godt år for spillmedienes brødsjangre. I kjølvannet av Tronespillets suksess ser det også ut som om det blir TV-serie av Terry Brooks’ Shannara-bøker.

Om du ikke har lest den ennå, få med deg Petter Karlssons grundige artikkel om Till Death do us Part, sommerens oppsiktsvekkende Palestinsk-nordiske samspill. For et amerikansk perspektiv på politikk og spilldesign sjekk Monte Cooks bloggpost fra august. Penny Arcade TV presenterer en episode med spillteori som er verdt en kikk; grunninnføring i spillestetikk.

Om du ennå ikke har fått med deg det utmerkede netteveprogrammet TableTop, er denne posten på BoingBoing, og episodene med indiespillet Fiasco en egnet prøvesmak. BoingBoing er også stedet for å følge med på utviklingen innen 3D-printerteknologi, som stadig blir billigere og mer fleksibel. Spillskaperlagets brettspillmekkere har nevnt interesse for å drive en slik en for printing av prototyper. Kanskje noe slikt ville ta seg bra ut på et foreningskontor?

De skandinaviske spillskaperne som har snakket om at Noen(tm) burde lage et skikkelig vikingspill – eller et norrønt spill med historisk legitimitet – bør ta følgende nyhet som et varmt jern til ræva; Slovenske Gregor har crowdfundet et rollespill basert på islendingesagaene med over 200%. På tide å ta frem Fra Vestfold til Miklagard igjen?

Vi registrerer også at den Amerikanske fortellerkunstkongressen Wyrdcon har latt seg inspirerer av knutepunktbøkene, og gir ut en spillteoretisk antologi i desember. Følg oppseilingen til Knutepunkt 2013 her.

 

Stangors saga: Day 62

Stangor slay two Great Jaggi, twenty Jaggia, forty Jaggi like it nothing.

Stangor hold fingernails up to mouth and go «WHFFFT.» Stangor no care.

What was big deal before, now matter of course. Day’s work, no sweat. Great Jaggi? Two Great Jaggis? No skin off Stangor back. But Stangor gather many Jaggi hide, scale, bone. Much skin off Jaggi back.

Stangor like when gather bone. Every time, Little Weak Glasses Man in Fake World Game see on «screen»: «STANGOR GET BONE.»

HAHA! Funny. Screen say «BONE.»

Lance not so bad. At first, Stangor no like Lance. Like Sword & Shield, like Hammer. LOVE Switch-Axe. Very shiny! But Little Weak Glasses Man, him say, «All reading say, use Lance! Block, power-attack! Use Lance!»

Lance seem clumsy, stupid to Stangor at first. But Little Weak Glasses Man, him oracle. Him know future. Little Weak Glasses Man have no muscle, little, stupid, blind. But see Mystic Future. Stang hold Little Weak Glasses Man in awe. Him Holy Man.

Stangor know Little Weak Glasses Man imaginary, all dream. Just Game Man. Fake World. Him just dream of Stangor. Little Weak Glasses Man part of Stangor brain, but low in brain, behind front-think. Hiding from Stangor-think. But really just Stangor in back-brain. Good adviser inside Stangor brain. Make Stangor just as wise as Villagers who read. Little Weak Glasses Man read for Stangor, yet him only spirit, shadow, dream-man of Stangor.

But even in dream, Little Weak Glasses Man advise right. Lance very good! Stangor learn move for swing sideways, crash down, stab up. Each good for many monster. But, best, Lance also block. Stangor must learn all block ways. Great Jaggi bite: Stangor block, Dodge. Great Jaggi swing tail: Stangor block, dodge. Must learn all reflex, like soldier.

NO THINK! JUST MOVE!

Funny! Dream-Man, Little Weak Glasses Man, him no can hunt, yet Little Weak Glasses Man give Stangor much wisdom, knowledge of future. Stangor success in hunt prove that spirits not fake but real. Villagers call Stangor superstitious Hunter. But Stangor know — somewhere, in bigger world, is Great Man pulling strings, controlling Stangor, just like Stangor pull strings, control Little Weak Glasses Man.

I ukene fremover presenterer Imagonem en serie gjesteblogger fra Ærverdige Ivan Stang, skriftlærd og radiovert for den internasjonale Church of the SubGenius. Pastoren deler her den oppbyggelige fortellingen om sin gjenoppdagelse av dataspillenes vidunderlige verden med oss.

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Stangors saga: Day 61

Stangor killed TWO GREAT JAGGIS tonight, just for fun. Wei isn’t home, so instead of watching part of a movie or reading, I just let Stangor run my hands while I did all the reading of cheat-sheets and pull-down menus for him. Once I explained to him about all the bombs and drugs he could use, he has been experimenting with them. «Dash Juice,» made from rare steak and «catalyst,» seems to be something like methamphetamine — he can run like the devil for about 5 minutes before he crashes. He only wasted one Paintball marking the Great Jaggis, but the Paintballs don’t last very long. While they DO last, though, the monsters are visible on his «monster-dar» in the form of moving yellow circles on the map in his brain.

That map from Stangor’s brain is now permanently burned into our flatscreen TV, partially visible no matter what game or movie we’re playing.

Stangor tried a Might Berry which may have helped his attack strength. Killing two Great Jaggis in one «afternoon» (in his world), even with the Switch Axe, is very strenuous.

Stangor has been spending more time just walking around town and talking to the inhabitants. Today he learned from the store clerk girl that other Hunters sniff the Paintballs to get high, and that it rots their brains. Stangor’s world is a pharmacopia of drugs, most of them natural herbs, berries, mushrooms and insect juices that can be mixed with honey and imbibed for many temporary skill and power boosts, or for drugging and poisoning monsters.

Something new and strange is happening to Stangor. He woke up this morning feeling guilty that he hadn’t interacted with the villagers and his animal-man slaves. He’d been all business and was sincerely worried that he’d hurt their feelings. So he started making gestures to everybody — bowing, nodding, waving, clapping… He doesn’t speak, but it’s possible that these small social gestures get recorded in some Hunter World «Akashic Records» and will pay off later in social status. He even cuddled the pet pig, «Loin,» that he keeps on the communal farm, and he allowed his Felyne slave, Tater, to repeat his monotonous canned bragging about hoeing and bug-farming and such.

The Shakalaka child that Stangor saved from Jaggis, who is apparently named Cha-Cha, not only helped immensely in fighting and gathering with Stangor, he gained some new powers, and gave Stangor a blow job.

Seriously. Stangor had decided to be nice and look right at Cha-Cha while he talked. They happened to be in a cave, out of everyone’s view, and when Stangor walked up to Cha-Cha he walked too close. Cha-Cha compulsively moves his head up and down constantly — it’s a sort of dance, but since his head only reaches up to Stangor’s groin, and his face was buried in Stangor’s groin, he looked exactly like he was blowing Stangor! Stangor himself was turned at just such an angle that even if he’d had a dick and it was out, you wouldn’t quite be able to see it.

I was so awestruck by this accidental dwarf-molesting tableau that I grabbed my camera and videotaped it at length. Stangor never did get his rocks off that I could tell. He just walked away. I didn’t see him zip up or anything.

Yep, things were new and exciting in Stangor’s world, which he foolishly believes to be the REAL one. *I* know better, of course. And yet his pull and influence on this world, and my services, becomes more powerful every day.

Stangor was bashing on one Kelbi when another one flew through the air right over his head and landed, stunned. He had been whacked by Cha-Cha! These Shakalakas are hardy, jolly, funky, and very good fighters, for dwarves.

Stangor went through his supply box selling off mountains of extra goods like Wyvern fangs and Popfish. He had accumulated a lot of stuff and was yearning for the expensive (5000 z!) BOOK OF COMBOS 3. Each of these books improves his luck with combining simple plants and animal parts into things like potions, pickaxes, bug nets, bombs and dope.

Day by day, in every way, Stangor is getting better and better.

In the research he assigned me, I learned that the monsters he fights are not dinosaurs but «WYVERNS.» There are regular Wyverns like the Jaggis and bird wyverns, most of them huge, which Stangor will soon have to face in new quests. The giant insects are called «Neuroptera» although there are many species within that order, flying and crawling, all venomous.

Eventually, Stangor will have to go to the big cities online and find 3 team-mates to join up with in «online quests.» I’ve seen videos of these.

This rabbit hole appears to be bottomless, as far as I can tell so far. There are probably 12-year-olds out there who have been through all five versions of the game plus all the online quests five times each. I am scared of having to deal with them. It’s not just that I’m old… Stangor is no spring chicken himself. His goatee and ponytail are white, not just gray. And he definitely looks like he’s got some hard bark on him. He’s been through a lot. But he doesn’t remember any of it. It’s as if he suddenly woke up in Moga Village in his underwear, with a sword and shield on his back, with no memory. Yet he had some kind of reputation, for the villagers are all very respectful, as if they know of his past exploits. So far he’s been bluffing his way along, which isn’t too hard since he never speaks except to comment on his meals. And even then, the words are typed on a screen. The only sounds he emits are grunts and yells that go with monster fighting.

But at least he is finally getting some sex, albeit with an underage male «dwarf» of a completely nonhuman species. Cha-Cha has never removed his mask, which is a giant acorn with a mouth-hole and eye-holes. No telling what his face looks like. He is one tireless little cock sucker, though. I brewed a whole pot of coffee while he stood there blowing Stangor and he didn’t break his rhythm once the whole time. Might as well be a blowjob robot.

Anyway, if I ever have anyone over to the house again, I can now show off to them how Stangor can get what looks just like «dwarf head» if I position him just right. It was sheer accident the first time. But I am sure they are gonna do it again.

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I ukene fremover presenterer Imagonem en serie gjesteblogger fra Ærverdige Ivan Stang, skriftlærd og radiovert for den internasjonale Church of the SubGenius. Pastoren deler her den oppbyggelige fortellingen om sin gjenoppdagelse av dataspillenes vidunderlige verden med oss.

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