Spent six hours working on a Candy.Red Q-Type prototype in Unity. Nothing polished, but I think it gets across general the idea of what kind of game I’m trying to make. In its current state, the most fun thing to do is to knock the attacking block high up into the air and try to meet up up and knock it around some more.
Did some doodles on the bus. I’ll post those later. Reread FoE Heroes from mid chapter 7 to the start of 10. 9 has the first time inside Clips and Clops, though he had been seen from outside prior. 9 is also where a certain weapon gets its name. 9 is also where a certain pair of ponies were dresses. It’s a fun chapter. I thought I had more to say about it, but it slipped from my mind.
I made a somewhat ponified quadruped version of Candy.Red as part of my pitch for Games Programming II.
Tried to draw Puppysmiles drunk from licking too much salt based on some IRC chat I missed while at classes. It didn’t go great.
Met with SSE group to schedule when to meet and discussed game concepts that we could make. Met with advisor to get a DER in person. Forgot to get it SIGNED. Applied for graduation. There’s something weird with my credit thanks to my transferring in so I may end up having to petition for that.
Did some pencil doodles during class. Did not scan them.
Lost track of my PH reread. I think I’m somewhere in chapter 39 now? Started listening to FoE Heroes again during lunch breaks. Started on chapter 5 three days ago. Back up to chapter 7 now… or is it 9? Whichever one where Silver fights the really bad guy after getting caught doing work for the mustangs. Stopped not long after she finished fithing the big guy in the cage match and then was reminded that she had a job to finish.
Finally scanned these pencil sketches. I’ll probably do a Tumblr post about it in a second. Also have some pics on my EP121 that I need to get on-site.
Got my clothes back. Read the current chapter of Project Horizons 3 more times. Went to Multimedia, Robotics, and Senior Software Engineering. Now have a group for SSE and we’re all games track, so we can make a game for that project. Gotta make a pitch and get a group for Games Programming II (I’ve got an idea. Just need to commit it to page). Not sure how group-assignment will work for Robotics and Multipedia. I’ll worry about those when I get there.
34 – Birthday: Oh hey, Littlepip actually gets to do some stuff with Blackjack. FUN! And Blackjack gets her instruction manual thingy going.
35 – Learning: In which some random pony inexplicably (it gets explained much later in the story) explodes! Yay explosions! Also, the second portion of hanging out with the FoE vanilla crew. Also, Hangovers.
36 – Victims: Now we’re back into the hoof, and things just brutal. There’s some deaths in this one, but it’s no Scoodle.
37 – Winning and Losing: Another huge shift in the state of multiple party members due to the influence of Killing Joke. Also, my favorite series of explosions in the fic.
Stumbled across an interactive flash where Princess Luna from MLPFiM plays around with (stylistically-clashing) giant CG balloons. It’s a cute little toy, even if it’s not all that great. I had fun encountering it. Figured I’d link it. Chances are a number of people who like my stuff might get have a little bit of fun with it too.
While she does pop them, there’s no popping noises in the flash (as of writing) though there’s background music which seems to come from a selection of videogames. I at least reconize one tune from Super Mario RPG.
There was a shooting outside just a few (+10 by now. Took me some time to write this) minutes ago. Quit out of my Awesomenauts match to lock all the doors and check the family. Here’s to hoping that stuff gets handled and that noone I know was involved. ._. In retrospect: I’m not sure quitting out of my game because OHSHI THEY’RE SHOOTING OUTSIDE was even the best solution, because now I’m going to be punished for my next three matches in game, Aaaaaaand if anyone were trying to get into this house, they’d probably have gotten here before I got to the doors. But eh. Much as I hate to admit it, every day I spend here, I find one more point that makes me farther understand why my mother hates living in this particular house as much as other troubles in her life brought about from the stroke.