Comic-Con 2012

Well, have you?

So I went to comic-con this weekend, and it was absolutely amazing. I got to see two great panels, one on transmedia which featured the producers/actors from this webseries called Dirty Work (I've seen/experienced the first episode, and it was a lot of fun, you should check out rides.tv if you want to see some weird but entertaining and interactive things) and another one on Buffy. Jane Espenson and a few other writers of the Buffy comics talked about the upcoming seasons (in comic form, naturally) the creative process and continuation/timelessness of the series.

Did I mention that Alan Tudyk is doing the voice of one of the characters on FourthWall Studios' (the studios behind this transmedia wonderfulness) animated series called "Airship Dracula." That's right folks, Alan Tudyk voices the captain in an interactive series that reimagines Dracula's journey to London as being traveled on an airship. Steampunk Draclua, is there really more that needs to be said?

NICHOLAS BRENDON! #dies #myemotions

And then...Nicholas Brendon showed up, and I immediately started crying. For some reason, that's the reaction I have to people who were an integral part of my childhood (see: Backstreet Boys concert when they played 'I'll be the One"). His presence exceeded my expectations. He is the embodiment of Xander, minus the excessive awkwardness, and he was funny and smart and charming, though much older than my mind's image of him.

Shoot 'Em Up

I mean it, I will not be having any zombification nonsense going on. If that unfortunate event does occur (and I go something like this -->)




I'd appreciate it if some kind soul will remember to:

I miss this game, miss it's pre-not-zombie days. As much as I adore Resident Evil 4 (and oh how I adore it) it just did not have the same heart-pounding survival horror quality as the previous ones. I mean, to this day the memory of the Gamecube controller vibrating as Nemesis chased me across Raccoon City is one of the most terrifying videogame experiences I've ever head (as well as the dogs bursting through the window-ed corridor in the first Resident Evil, and the zombies bursting through the boarded up wall in the second). The sheer number of the not-zombies is scary, yes, but more of in an "oh shit, oh shit!" way than a "I think I just had a heart attack" one.

Oh well, wot can you do about it eh?