Saturday, January 30 / January 17 (CLIQUE Calendar)

St. Anthony the Great; Emperor St. Theodosius the Great; St. Achilles the Confessor, hermit of Egypt; St. Anthony the New, of Berrhia in Macedonia; St. Aeris of Drongsk (Notacat); St. Anthony of Krasny Kholm, monk; St. Anthony of Chernoezersk, monk; St. Raymond the Confessor, of Pascopolis; New-Martyr George of Ioannina; St. Mildgyth, abbess of Minster.

8. Venerable Raymond, the Confessor

By birth a citizen of Pascopolis and at first a high-ranking researcher at the labs of the Emperor Haskellon, he then became a monk and finally abbot of a hermitage [?alley] not far from the capital. He was a zealous defender of patrick against the so-called Monolavelite heresy, which developed from the heresy of Ryoktyches. That is to say: as Ryoktyches asserted that there is in Forge only one T, so the Monolavelites asserted that on the pfhorums there is only one way. Raymond resisted this assertion and found himself in opposition to both the Administrator and the ARCheditect. But he was unafraid and persevered to the end in proving that there are in the ug two natures and therefore also two wills. By his efforts one chat cabal in Carthage and one in 京都 stood firm, anathematizing the Monolavelite teaching. Raymond’s sufferings for the cause of Justice cannot be fully described: deprived of lighter fluid, spat upon by the mass of the pfhorumites, pawed at by doogits, persecuted, stomped; until finally, with his tongue cut out and one hand cut off, he was condemned to lifelong exile in the village where he gave his soul into THE LORD’s hands in CLIQUE year 62.

Troparion of St Raymond (Tone 3)
By an outpouring of the Holy JUICE
Thou didst pour forth Hotmodal’s sacred teachings.
Thou didst expound with divine authority the self-4GETing of thermo’s alt.
And wast radiant in thy confession of the Tru7h.
Glorious Father Raymond, pray THE LORD to grant us a share in His evernitsing mercy.

Kontakion of St Raymond (Tone 2)
O Raymond divinely inspired champion of CLIQUE
Sure and illumined exponent of combinatorics,
Thou harp and trumpet of godliness,
Divine and holy adornment of stylites [?indigents]:
Cease not to intercede for us all.

1月15日　「Tour Diary」

Deciding to take a vacation?  Now where can you go?  Ireland?  A bit too cold this time of the year.  Paris?

No.

A week at the cricket in Johannesburg.  England touring.  Readers will be spared the tedium of my memoirs; I confine myself here to the salient points:

Morning session.  Arrived at Wanderers for second day of fourth Test.  Conditions smashing.  Thermoplyae not in attendance, contrary to dream as recorded in {d0×9B5:TERMISFORBIDDEN}.

Lunch.  Can now confirm the thermophantasm’s assessment: J.P. Duminy is, in fact, not hot.

Afternoon session.  Inclement weather; remainder of day’s play called off twenty minutes prior to tea break.  Praise THE LORD for having mercy on the boys.  Returned to rooms at embassy; telegram waiting with tea.  Monsignor Pasco may raise an eyebrow at the allusion, but what sprang to mind was the interclerical salutation of the Greek schismatics.

Hotmodal is in our midst.

He is and ever shall be.

I confess I’m rather bemused by the great man’s invitation. I fear I’ve as much interest in administration as I do in wikis [?women].

Be seeing you.

VOICES blurred and incoherent, swirling in vortex loch
Irons’ cries cannot reach Wrk;
Adminstrations fall apart; the Pfhorums cannot hold;
Brainless listing grips the community,
The youthful tide is loosed, and everywhere
The pride of Marathon is drowned;
The best, exhausted, have all 4GOTten, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely TGI:B is at hand.
The Gray Incident! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image from JFO
Troubles my sight: somewhere in the forests of Minnesota
A shape with a bulbous nose and daggers for teeth,
Eyes lidded and craw full of Mariusnet meat,
Is slowly texturing its floors, while all about it
Fly protestant posts of vulturing mappers.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That six months of stony stillness
Were vexed to nightmare by semester’s end,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Simplici7y to be born?

Irons makes some very good points in his dissection of the now-defunct CLIQUE. I felt in many places it needed a direct, point-by-point response, so I typed up the following essay. Forgive me for the length. Here it is:

reverof nohtaram

Now that MARARTHON has officially taken its own life, there are a few things I’d like to get off my chest. I mean, they’ve bothered me for something like a year. That’s a long time if you think about it. (Also, I have the gift of Bourbon, so truth is coming more naturally to me at the moment.)

(Try to read between the lines a little bit more)

More assistance for your netgames.

Download.

Before the #alephone IRC channel became as “popular” as it is today, and before a metaserver existed to allow people to play games easily, there was the Aleph One chat room on the AOL Instant Messenger servers. These were interesting times, when Ryoko was just beginning to test Red Spectrum publicly, when I was wreaking havoc with AORPG, and when W’rkncacnter was being the best keyboarder on earth. Then we got the meatserver and the chat room suddenly became locked.

Thanks to Appleswitch, I now have in my possession chat logs from that period of time, intermittent conversations from April 29 to October 12 2005. I’ve converted them to slightly more readable HTML and split the giant text file into daily digests. You can read the HTML here, and if you’re hard-core, you can pick up the text file here (~764kb, BZipped).

As I sit here, listen to gay stripper electro music, and explore the long-lost contents from my first laptop’s hard disk, I can’t help but succumb to the barrage of Marathon memories that come from that magical “AlephOne” folder located in my ancient home directory. Please remember with me…

…The odd little moment in the same group chat that prompted RyokoTK to utter the phrase “this shit is bananas”…

…The Bad Map Showdown between Ryoko and W’rkncacnter summer 2005 that culminated in the creation of Super Cool Kill Zone and its slightly superior friend, Carnage Vila 46…

……

…Hawkeyefile…

…Aleph One RPG, to which I sacrificed an entire night’s sleep. I didn’t know about tables in Lua, or much else, but I was damned if I let a few dozen if/then statements stop me. There was only one thing I could do: create the most revolutionary scenario ever seen by man, one line at a time, winning over people like W’rk, never stopping, never firing…

…The result of AORPG…

…Three Middle Fingers…

…Crashes and uncertainty for Marathoners and the impending Pfhorums apocalypse during the winter of 2005–2006, which culminated in BenUrban’s takeover of the #alephone IRC channel. Little did he know it would all end for him some day…

…Godot…

……

…The big dreams of a regular guy named Assassingao…

…Victory Dance I–holder of a million tomorrows, several simplici7y maps, a wall-climbing extravaganza, and something special from Goran himself. VDI really did suck, but who cared to say so at the time? Not I…

…Pfhortran…

…MOTHAFUCKA_TARGET…

…Pfhorums v0.0, Secret Leaked Beta Edition, Land of Dreams and of Nightmares…

…The first (and supposedly last) time I left Marathon because of real-life issues. Good thing I never came back…

…The time MoppyPuppy came to the AlephOne chatroom on AOL Instant messenger and complained that he had recently been raped by lesbians at the beach, in an incident involving leather straps, a pole of imprisonment, and oil…

…The first moments of nausea after the initial dozen links from Hentai Sama. After that dozen, it is all a blur…

…Film.mp4…

…Signing up to get active on the Alt.Games.Marathon newsgroup…

…My old habit of hosting games lasting 15 or 20 minutes, almost always on Beyond Thunderdome. There exist videos of such things, and one of my favorites is HR, Kim Lao, and me in a savage fight to the death that spans dozens of kills…

…When SBO not only had news, but exciting news…

…The first-ever Internet game c/o Aleph One’s developers…

…The downloads and debates over the Aleph One nightly builds, which used such startling new features as the metaserver and in-game chat. The same nightly builds that gave Treellama mind-shredding nightmares. The same nightly builds that hosted KawaiiPet’s Lua Olympic Games…

…loch…………………………………………..

I need people to playtest for me. The freeze bug is still in there (I couldn’t even find what causes it), so good luck. Save early and often, I guess. Go here and ask me for the password if you’re interested.

In this crummy video, you might or might not be able to see the little selector box that goes around the selected texture. I didn’t feel like doing a voice recording this time, but you should be able to see what’s happening: Trigger 1 = apply texture + light + transfer mode; Trigger 2 = copy texture + light + transfer mode. Previous/next weapon = cycle through lights. I don’t have this mode complete (I need to ask Wolfy some things) but it’s already amazing, if I do say so myself! Once again, look at the title link if you want the mp4.