No Seppuku Allowed

Jota
Post Date: 4/18/2005 1:39:39 PM
Message:

Sanitario!

Ahh!!! A new week, and a new reason to commit seppuku. Things have been going well, slow for me, incredibly fast for Josh. I've never seen this many updates in a two week span since... Well ok, I've never really seen this many updates. He'll usually open the site with all that it's expected to have. Don't think all that you see on the site is all he's done. There is alot of new back-door stuff as well.

As for new stuff, I'm giving the 'ol animated intro of SAM/NIN a diffrent look, after experimenting with some new drawings. I could possibly throw it together faster than originally planned if I exaggerate the sketchyness and implement it on a more aggressive plane. Basically I'm going to use my lazy ass methods to get it done faster. Father always said to me "There is an easy way, and a right way of doing things...", this is both.

Hmm, whats this... Well hey, there's a javascript "Text Formatting Help" window. Awww, thank you Josh, and now is when I notice this. Well I can thank the average ranting hours for this one. The fact that I'm ranting on an afternoon is remarkable in itself. OK, enough bloggin...

Current designs on the computer will revolve around the sites design and possible fun stuff, like customizable headers and such.

Well in respect to the fact that we still have the old rants review page, I'm reposting the last half of my previouse rant... While fixing some spelling errors [DAMN you JOSH] in the process. Hey stuff happens when you write the longer rants. ^_^;

SAMURAI NINJA

It is the future, in a world torn, and rebuilt after years of cold bloody war.

The diffrent schools of the martial arts, technologies and magics were the target of other countries, seeking to make themselves stronger.

During the war, seven of the strongest warriors, tactitians, and mystics came together to bring order back to the land. Among these elders was the Zenith, the master of the elders and leader to the masses.

It was he who brought the remaining soldiers to a surrender, and peace with their enemies.

Soon after, he disappeared leaving the elders with the responsibility of holding the countries and its people together in everlasting peace.

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However true peace was never reached, and the race for power continued even without the blood-shed of war.

The next Zenith was destined to come forth...[ooohhh I wish I had a narrator tell this with the ol' narrator sort of voice...]

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Hoau, a young candidate to be the next Z, takes it upon himself to bring control to the countries, and he'll kill anyone who gets in his way. A noble cause, but his methods are all wrong.

Rikarutsu, another candidate, takes up arms against Hoau in the name of his younger brother's pacifistic virtues of honor on the battlefield. He continues to have episodes about his brother, and it comes to bringing danger to everyone around him.

Basukuezu, the last true shinobi, was raised and focused on killing the new Z and the chaos that his shadow has brought to the land. However, befor he could kill Rikarutsu and Hoau, he must confront his human side and past love, befor he can comfirm himself as a true shinobi or a lost soul.

Soteruro, the rounin seeking new knowledge, decides to follow Rikarutsu and Basukeuzu in hopes of becoming stronger than both of them- and prove that he wasn't forced into the plot...

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The story will revolve on how these personalities search for their own purpose to live, and fight, in a world that only wants a reason to destroy itself once more.

I'll try to leave this portion of the rant until I can get something better or more permanent to say about the SAM/NIN work. Well back to work I guess, SANITARIO!



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