Saturday, 30 May 2009
PSP Go Confirmed
PSP Go is confirmed and personally, I think it looks pretty sweeeeeeeet!!!!!!
Check these -
http://e3.gamespot.com/story/6210555/new-16gb-psp-go-revealed-early-
http://uk.psp.ign.com/articles/988/988431p1.html
http://www.eurogamer.net/gallery.php?article_id=587698#anchor
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
Tuesday, 19 May 2009
Jack Of Diamonds, King Of Hearts
As they taunted ‘call’ at him, a Jack of Diamonds leaped from the sleeve of his beaten tan leather overcoat and into his hand. The men stared in anticipation as he threw his hand up in the air, landing perfectly in formation card after card in the centre of the table. “Din’t y’all think I could win you?” He pushed the chair back from the comfort of his rear and stood, hands cupped to receive his winnings. “And with that, Sirs, I bid you a bonne nuit. The night is a lady, and she’s callin’ my name.”
Staff in hand he walked languidly down the hall through the throng on gambling people to his left and right. “Not so fast” a voice uttered from behind him. “Remy”, she looked at him; eyes lost in his purplesque irises for a moment. “Remy” she spoke again, he didn’t turn. “Mademoiselle, I have no business with you no more.” “Daddy.” She spoke again in hushed tones. Gambit turned to look at her, his eyes glowed, and then he was gone.
“Why’d she call me that?” Gambit asked himself, as he gazed at her through the skylight window of the casino. “It cannot be…” He pulled a Jack of Diamonds out from under his sleeve. “Are you playin’ jokes on me again?” he asked the card, staring at it compulsively, looking for answers. He jumped off the roof and landed on the stone cobbled path below, everything flying away as he retracted his staff.
Knowing that it couldn’t possibly be true, Gambit decided to pursue his final hand of the night. As he took one last glance through the window, he stopped in his tracks. His hands tightened around his staff and his eyes glowing. All the windows smashed around him with several items hovering by his sides. Everyone in the casino stared at him with surprise and he knew he was drawing unnecessary attention to himself. He also knew he should flee the scene but something kept him there.
They came to the doorway. “Hello Remy”, she spoke, with that soft tone. “What’dya doin’ here?” his asked immediately. “Not even a hello?” she asked. “Hello, what’dya doin’ here?” he asked again “This is your daughter Remy”, pushing the teenager towards him. “Go to bed!” he shouted as he turned to walk away. “Don’t you walk away from me again, Remy LeBeau”. He turned around ready to say something but he was lost for words, his heart captured by the moonlight shining on that white streak of hair. “Anna, this ain’t your scene,” he said with authority. “ And neither is it yours… ‘Gambit’, she replied.
Friday, 15 May 2009
Microsoft's "Digital Entertainment Handheld"
Wednesday, 13 May 2009
Felt like blogging
Here are the images I drew up in class the other day, just to get some more practice with the graphics tablets before I start doing some proper images :)
This is the person that I drew, whilst following Ryan's tutorial of the torso.

This is something I just drew afterwards :)

Tuesday, 12 May 2009
Jean Grey Walks Into A Bar...
There she was red hair with a slight orange fleck in the Ocean’s sunrise. She wasn’t old, in fact, she was new, as if reborn, and she didn’t see me as she opened the door to the bar. I let her walk, I had no plans. She bought 2 drinks and sat at the bar…
I decided to leave it another minute. As I sat in the corner, I gazed upon her natural beauty. Her face was glowing, as if fresh. As she glanced at the clock, she turned her attention to the door looking quite anxious, so I gathered my things and walked over.
I grabbed a chair and set my things upon the bar. As she turned around, the morning sunlight reflected upon that bright red hair. “Hello Jean” I said. “Hello” she replied, looking very startled. “Here, I brought you a drink” she said whilst passing me a rather large glass of wine. “It’s a bit early for wine isn’t it?” I asked. “May I ask why you want this?” she answered, completely ignoring my question.
I took a sip of the wine, and turned to her. “That’s strong!” I said. She was staring at me with great concentration, her head lowered and her eyes slightly squinted. “You can’t read my mind Jean”, I whispered. “There is no harm in trying”, she sighed, as if it were normal. She then glanced out the window to break the tension.
She placed it on the bar. I nearly burst out crying. All the emotions I had inside of me were ready to come out. I picked it up and touched his face, hoping I would feel a connection. “What does this photo mean to you?” asked Jean. I was so relieved that he was happy and part of something that he wanted to be a part of. “Jean, you have been a loyal friend for many years now, and you have told me things that I wouldn’t even tell my family. But I haven’t been as honest”.
She looked at me with a very confused face. “What do you mean?” she asked. “Well, when I said I was an old family friend of the Summers, I was lying”, I confessed. She was constantly staring into my eyes trying to figure out what I meant. “Jean, I’m Scott’s mum”...
Monday, 11 May 2009
X-Men 2 Homework
- Storm and Jean's fascinating relationship with Nightcrawler.
- Mystique and Magneto's partnership.
- Rogue's evolving power and growing relationship with the X-Men.