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Ok, I admit that I've failed somewhere before. But anyway welcome. Just a brief intro on what you should expect here:
1. Football. Not gonna post much of that any soon since season is over. :S
2. Anime, Games, etc. Just abt anything conceivable under the Japanese radar barring anything and everything Rule 34. Now that's illegal. Period. -.-;
3. Music. Everything to do with it is listed under the tab.
5. Unacceptable humour: Anything and everything is fair game here. As long as I don't get rounded up by the ISA. -.-'

The Known World=Fantasy world building in process. I: Used to be glossary, now devoted to random rambling; II: Character Concepts; III: Lore.
7. der Wolf=my Fictionpress account under the moniker Tsumujikaze no Soujutsu. A Ranger's Tale is hosted under this page. :)
8. New section now upped. Maybe I should also gun for upping A Ranger's Tale here since I do have this funny feeling that traffic coming to here is way more than whatever I'll get in FP.

Statement of intent: Everything said here is a figment of personal opinion, be it me or anybody commenting. I try to be responsible, but my parents=/=parents of the world.

@Druid of Luhn: Crap. Should have remembered far earlier to give you the credit for your CSS text box code. :(

A/N: But sadly, it seems that your CSS text box code has now been halved efficiency wise. :(

That most important note I should have added: Any images posted in this blog are NOT my own stuff. I got them from Google image search, I don't earn any shit by being a thief and liar. Those responsible for the pictures, rest assured that you all are great artists in your own regards. Sadly, we all know what limited space means in terms of posting.

Latest Note: Changed alignment for my page widgets due to my worry that I can't centre align the thing.

Note on A Ranger's Tale: In case any complaining fella wants to have a legal case with me, let this be known that A Ranger's Tale is rated M by default. I've upped the swearing and somewhat a bit on the dark/gritty factor. You all have been warned, let no little boy and girl enter the forbidden realm.

Latest on ART: A Ranger's Tale now starting to kick back in gear. But I really hate the insanely fluctuating climate here in S'pore.

P.S: Oh, and one more thing. Vid below is yet another ideal OP for A Ranger's Tale.

Monday, 19 August 2013

A Soldier's Muse... (Guy Cody)

Life goes on as normal, let's see whether I'll truly die lonely and penniless. :P
Meanwhile, allow me to live my life to the max before dying. :D

P.S: Last part on latest Rogue Economist post will be on temp rest due to me not having the drive to go 200%.

Guy Cody: A Roar of Fire and Pride
Fire, a sign of destruction and passion. Pride, a symbol of honour and stubborn nature. I do feel that this is quite apt with Guy Cody's personality especially given the nature of The Wolf, the Boy, the Maiden Fair. If A Sea of Arms and Craft should be Alestrial's BSOD arc, then this first part would belong to Guy. Can passion tamper destruction, honour justifying stubborn character?

I used to see Guy Cody as a what-if Robert Baratheon. Yet, after knowing Robb Stark better, I ended up seeing more of the Young Wolf in this young lion. Firstly, both Robb and Guy had lost their loved ones. Robb lost his father while Guy lost his buddies in arms (especially a certain Catterm Leen). However, there is still a marked difference between the two: Robb was already a potential conqueror even while young, Guy Cody didn't know a shit about what he should do with his life.

So what kind of character is Guy within the warfare context? I believe like Robb, he has the capacity to lead men into battles and making boys into men. But we must also take heed that Guy remains an unfinished article unlike Robb, so how should I go about shaping his part of the plot will constitute a certain challenge.

I enjoy contemplating Robb's ceiling of growth compared to Guy. Robb might have won many battles, but he lost the war. Why? Because he had his own pride, he was being too stubborn. Ditto for Guy also, which makes whatever possible paths much more interesting to map out. Robb failed to learn from his character flaws, Guy will do well not to follow his own blueprint's road. Yet, this is not to say Guy can/will just forsake his principles just like that. You see, the finest fallacy in House Stark lies in an OCD tendency for honour and truthfulness. Guy can never escape cleanly, he can only learn how/when to bend and stay rigid. Scariest fact? I haven't got an inkling of an idea on where to start this advanced character development.

One interesting flashpoint would be his interaction with Aeranath. The above clip is how I'd describe things in parallel. Given the difference in House ethos, I know it will seem utterly ironic to see a wolf (i.e. Aeranath) standing off with a lion (i.e. Guy Cody). Yet, whatever beef shown thus far is all about how Guy Cody was terribly close in being the monster he hated most. I particularly enjoyed how R.A Salvatore managed to humanise Artemis Entreri during the Sellswords trilogy. This is where I ripped off the idea and slightly modded the shit. At the same time, the Warcraft art book once asked this question: when a monster sees itself in a mirror, does it see a monster? This is pertaining to the Orc faction for Warcraft III, I do enjoy asking myself this hypothetical question. Keeps me grounded and reminding me not to stray from my self-humility.

I won't say whether Guy managed to triumph over this battle, but it seems that there are certain things left unresolved...

I remembered something being said on Jon Snow idolising Daemon Blackfyre (forgot where I found that quote though). Like Jon Snow in the clip above, Guy Cody also wanted to be a hero. So now the biggest question-who granted Guy this dream? On the first glance, it's Aeranath. Yet, we can't discount any other characters playing far bigger roles in the whole picture...

P.S: 30 should be that age where every decent man must consider where he stands. However, my attitude is still like "lol! no sweat!" Does that mean I'm totally loopy? Or maybe my Christian faith had taught me how to sit back and relax?