To tide you guys over while I continue working on the last few episodes of RTA Season 3, I've decided to resurrect Will's Video Game Tips for a very special episode! This one will cover all the Five Nights at Freddy's games by Scott Cawthon. I've only played FNAF 1 for about 20 minutes (made it to night two, very similar to Markiplier in his first FNAF video), but I'm sure I'll be able to master these beasts in short order so I can teach all of you how to play them properly! I'm writing and recording it all today, so it should be out by tomorrow if all goes well. Then, back to work on RTA! Things are going very smoothly this time around, so expect some more updates soon!
I just finished tracking down, downloading, and installing all the mods I need to begin filming new RTA episodes! I'm really excited to get back to work, and I'm currently positioning all necessary elements for Episode 31. Finally!
Super excited to be working on RTA again after so long! I just got Morrowind up and running correctly again today, and I've begun pre-filming stuff. You might notice that Strong Man has the wrong armor, but I'll fix that before I start filming. Thanks for your patience with my flakiness on this project. Cross your fingers and hope that Morrowind or Steam doesn't crap out on me again. These final episodes will maintain the feel of the first few from Season 3 (similar production quality and episode length). The final episode may wind up being the longest I've ever done for RTA.
Good news is, I have very few projects on the table right now compared to a month or two ago. (ab)Useful is complete and has a set release date. Rap God is done and released, as is the "Bit Harvester" music video. So, all I really have right now is RTA (which is the current project), the secret project that I will announce after the rest of RTA3 is released, and a new album that I will start working on after I've announced the secret project. That's all for now, but I'll post more updates as I go so that you can keep up with the status of the new episodes (and keep me from flaking out again)!
Your patience will be rewarded! I know it's been like 10 months since the last episode of RTA came out, but I am working on it! I am working on it ALL. I have so many projects in the air that it's crazy. But! I've finished up some projects that were getting in the way, and I have Morrowind re-installed following the complete failure of my Steam install, and I'm getting my mods back in order to resume filming RTA 3. And I know that a lot of people have given up on me, unsubscribed, and all manner of things due to the delay, but IT IS COMING. Morrowind is a beast to work with, and I am interested in many other things besides machinima. And, although this is an article for another time, real machinima is more or less dead :(
But some of us are planning/making a comeback. And that is a moment worth celebrating. Machinima has suffered the past few years, and I won't point any fingers, but you know who is likely responsible. Anyway, I'm still alive in the machinima scene, as it were. Good things are coming! Thanks for sticking around the past 7 years! Peace!
As I wrap up production on my current projects (RTA3, Rap God, and (ab)Useful), I have begun initial work on a secret new project like nothing I've ever done before! Here's the teaser:
I'm really excited about this one, but I won't announce it until all my current projects are completely finished and released. Here's the release schedule so far:
Rap God Metal Cover: 7/11/15
RTA3: In production, release dates to be announced (at least one or two episodes will come out prior to 8/26/15 though!)
Thank you for being so patient with me all these years as my release schedule has been completely unpredictable for so long. But! I have big plans for this and next year, so be ready!
Just reinstalled Morrowind. I can resume filming for RTA 3 after I get all the mods and texture packs working again. I'm trying to finish up some projects that have stagnated, and RTA is one of them. I just finished my Rap God cover, and will be releasing that on July 11th. The other project is my music video, which I'll probably finish up before resuming work on RTA since it won't take as much time to finish. Then RTA and releasing (ab)Useful (which is also complete). Then, a secret project I've already started on will get most of my attention along with a new album. It's tough having so many things you want to do and not enough time to do it all.
And that's the truth. I am simply, and very simply, not smart enough. Neither are you, unfortunately, probably. I am comfortable with ambiguity. Hell, I teach it regularly as part of my living (I'm a college English professor, chuckle if you will). But, I am nowhere near smart enough to resolve the issue. I am far, far behind that stupid curve that often bumps stragglers into C-Land (Cs get degrees, but I don't curve, nor do I test, so beat your head against my desk). Straight-faced, formal academia is an extended metaphor for something that no longer exists, a thing that no number of parenthetical citations can support: actual intelligence (citation conspicuously missing). I hate to say it because the rooted, rotting institution of academia pays my meager checks, but as far as I've seen, the whole stupid shebang that is the subject of this ultimately meaningless post is true. Judged by any approved metrics, we're all stupid. Endlessly stupid, and me more than most, perhaps. How else? How else? How else? How else? How else? How else so many, a number that grows and shrinks? Blame it on and forward (period missing intentionally, 'cause fuck grammarians)
We have more distilled, processed, and interpreted information available to us than any of our forbears could have dreamed. So, what, progress? Maybe if you invent something or find a novel use for something preexisting. Even the most profound discovery/creation/thought becomes an infinitesimally small stepping stone forward, toward...what, exactly? Such steps shrink with scale, lemme tell ya. Everything is subject to the one law of scale. A star many times the size of our sun explodes, or better yet implodes into a light-trapping black hole, out in distant space and affects you not at all, but the emotional (chemical) slight that one person inflicted on you lasts a lifetime (80 years at theoretical best). That is scale. A monumental event that earns such a title as "black hole" (a thing that light cannot escape, but still radiates energy somehow) is the rounded-down equivalent to nothing to your existence, but the minuscule event that affects you alone is tantamount to betrayal, treason, immorality, and all other unsavory, magnificent descriptors. Fuck that scale, some may say. Fuck your little tiny problems, and mine! If you're not a collapsing or dying star, then you have an immeasurably small bearing on this, or any other, universe. We are really, truly that fucking small. And we're just not smart enough to encompass the implications of such an existence, even if we acknowledge every incomplete fact we've accumulated as a species so far.
Still, at the end of the metaphorical day, I still strive to make my minuscule mark. And there it is, the everlasting motivator, the desire beyond desire, the thing that breaks our base drives yet means next to nothing and next to everything. So, go on and protest, believe, enforce, calculate, create, destroy because nothing, nothing you can possibly accomplish amounts to more than an electron spinning around some nucleus that in itself contains an infinite division of ever smaller divisions in itself. Like the known universe contains galaxies, like galaxies contain bodies, like bodies, like Earth, may support a truncated life. Life: a bitch at the end of which you fucking die. But don't worry, death is just as small as everything else according to their scale. Strive on, like I, like cows, like amoebas, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, and now nothing is a word. But remember, in the beginning there was the word, and the word was with aerpoqiuerq;alkdnf;klandf eqoperiadfadklfldkfner qer?
Since I don't have enough time at once to work on the final few episodes (sorry! I hate it too!), I took a few minutes today and made this:
Feel free to download it and use it for whatever if you want. I'm considering making a bigger version of it at some point, since this one is so small (32p X 32p). I might even make one for Lil' Rey too! It's been fun doing this, since I haven't made pixel art since about 1994 when all we had was an early version of MS Paint on the ole IBM 386. I'm not much for visual art, though. Anyway, enjoy!
So, I took a look at my "numbers" tonight and realized that I haven't had a single creation (video, song, etc) break 200 views/listens in an entire calendar year. Wow. That ought to indicate that I'm seriously losing popularity in this bitch we call life. Some people would call it quits at this point. But me? Pfft. Who cares? I'll keep making ridiculous shit anyway. This is how I started after all.
Let me take you back to February of 2008. I released the first 3 episodes of RTA in a single day, then started releasing new eps every Monday for the next few months. Early on? I got next to nothing. I frequently got comments saying "why doesn't this have more views?" and I didn't know then, and I don't know now. But, by the grace of a couple influential folks (Egger3rd, I'm gazing at you, mostly) my views began to grow. Before long, it wasn't unusual for a video to get a few hundred views the first day it released. This was a great and wondrous joy to me. People liked my shit, and I liked making my shit. We all won, in our own little ways.
However, things have changed, but I have not. I make machinima and metal, which is the nichest of the niche markets. Nothing about my product is mainstream (just ask Machinima, they know about my analytic data, heh). But, again I say to you, who cares? If even one person enjoys something I create, then I call that a rousing success! Appreciation cannot be enumerated on either end. It just is. So, I will make things for those of you who stick around. A few of you have stuck around long enough to merit a lifelong achievement award of some kind, and I thank you. I thank anyone who pays any attention to the various messes I create. You give me good feelings, even the haters. I intend to remain classy and stupid and savage. Stick around, if you like. This shit's free, after all.
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