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Summer in Neo Venezia

Aria is the name of my friends’ newborn (well, she’s a month old now). Isn’t that something? Now every time I visit them it’ll remind me of … Aria. Or even when I get their voicemail.

Subs Are Voiceovers!

This summer, life isn’t as peachy as a hazy day living at a watery planet’s clone of Venice on planet Earth. To me Aria is a mood piece. It’s like The Brilliant Green’s older CDs. I just can’t quite get into the groove unless I’ve spent a hard day doing hard work. YMMV, of course, but that’s how it is for me. It’s super-duper good at destressing.

But summer for me is often a time where I am not stressed. It’s not to say the pressure isn’t on (it is especially on this year for a variety of reasons) for me but I just spent too much time watching anime, going to cons, writing about watching anime and going to cons, and dwelling on thoughts about writing or watching or going to anime and/or cons. Work was not so exciting nor productive. All that…dwelling and thinking and going and watching took the edge off.

I mean, I’m buzzed on not just Simoun, but stuff like all the crap coming out of C70. Like Eufonius @ Narcissu 2nd, IOSYS’s craaazy Touhou album, or the new DJ Sharpnel’s PRETTY GREEN ONIONS. Well, all these things can be enjoyed while being buzzed in the head I suppose. (I haven’t tried it, that said.) Now that STC’s crew is back on track with those Aria fansubs, I’ve been so derailed from not watching them that I have a hard time sitting down and watching through an episode.

So, yep, we heat it up, but we also get down. Hottest Otakon Ever. Someone should do an Aria watertaxi cosplay/reenactment next year.

This blog entry is brought to you by Shanghai Shanghai Shanghai Shanghai Hourai Hourai Hourai Hourai (check the crossmix sample mp3 from IOSYS’s page)~


Ori, Ochi, Onoe, Oh What the Hell, Omo?

Ever tried to kiss someone wearing glasses? It's not easy.

B+.

I think if I were to bust a move and pull some contacts together, to make a game from RenPy, I could construct something rival to this.

However you really still have to give it props.

The effort that goes into it.

You can taste the blood and smell the stinky sweatiness from a day’s hard work.

No liberal use of the paragraph HTML tags can reflect just the amount of respect I have for the format where every sentence is its own mouse click.

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Otakon 2006: An Average Story about a Convention

If words were enough to describe this convention, I wouldn’t need pictures. Even if words were enough, I’d still use pictures because I am lazy.

I was a Harutard

But some words are necessary. Like tags. Could be chronological:
Hot Thursday prereg, drinking, dinner, drinking; hot friday lineup, ticket, sat in line and watch anime, dealers, eat, Nobuteru panel, Madhouse panel, eat alone, concert, karaoke; Saturday ticket, dealers, Kawasumi panel, autograph, karaoke, fate meet, concert, mt meet, Geneon, Hellsing, dinner, art gallery, 4chan, Geneon panel; sunday karaoke, art gallery, hotel crap, karaoke, lunch, karaoke, home.

Or more descriptive:
Haruhi-tard, ETERNAL BLAZE, Hottest. Otakon. Ever., Kawasumi Ayako, Lafiel, Mahoro, Trap-chan, Raptor Jesus, Getsumei Fuuei, MUCC, fatigue, NO U, Free Stuff, Mihata no Moto ni, Pictochat, Geneon, Dan Kim, Futakoi Alternative, Touhou, Ever17, waiting in line, Nobuteru Yuuki, Nakazawa Kazuto, God Bless…

There were the usual amount of cosplaying. Without beating around the bush anymore, you can click on these links at your own risk. Traps, you know. I think the variety this year matches more my expectation from last year than this year.

A good meme from the con to recall is Web 2.0. It’s amusing how much I’ve changed in doing an otakon write-up over the last 9 years. And yet I’ve done it every time save my first Otakon, in a blog form. Instead of AMVs maybe I’ll do a trip down memory lane kind of thing. Some things, despite age, just don’t change time and time again.

Like hitting traffic on the NJ Turnpike.

But there are still stories left to be told of our battle last weekend. Yours and mine. Like how karaoke post MUCC concert means you can’t hear the monitor too well. Or our Canadian friend makes one helluva Trap-chan. Or how 4chan manages to transform time and space and bring anonymity to a convention line. Or how the panels I missed out I wish I could attend, or watch videos of. Or how I asked about Lafiel, and made a fool out of myself at the Kawasumi panel. Or how people should do more Nana Mizuki songs at the karaoke. Or just how much fun we had, or how we wish you were there, too.

I was actually looking for Os on Friday–imagine we were all in the Mad House panel

Perhaps one more notable point to it all is how my friends played into the picture. There was a major blurring between my RL friends, different circles of RL friends, internet friends, and random people. It’s good to know people who know people but knowing so many people can make things difficult. This year marks a good, sharp distinction between people who I consider “con buddies” with “visiting friends” and “groupies.” It’s so important to have all three. Just don’t mix them up in the wrong categories… And keeping the right kind of stories to the right kind of crowd :)

And on that note, I wish you all would show at Otakon next year, because I have high hopes…


A Genuine Confession

In some ways I’m glad most porn games are terrible, because I don’t know what I’d do when I run across a good one.

In as much as the fact that I do play them, I have to confess. This entry isn’t titled “A Genuine Repentance” because I don’t know how I’m going to get to that stage, yet. Believe it or not, I am on the way there and I think it’s a place I want to be, and it is nice to not feel terrible after spending an hour which amounts to a total waste. Ah well, I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me start from the beginning.

Faith is like a seed, but so is temptation. When I not only download (another thing I am slowly working away with), but play a porn game, it means that I’m probably:

  • Bored.
  • Not just that, but have something better to do, and is being a bit escapist.
  • And I’m not suppose to be playing it (cos I won’t get myself into a position where I am supposed to…? With maybe one exception of playing it because I’m doing someone a favor.)

But that is just the rational reasons. In as much I am shameless enough to blog about this in public, the point I wanted to make is that I don’t really think it’s good for me to play porn games. In one sense, I am doing so out of my respect of advice of others. In another sense, I do it as a dare to myself in overcoming sensualism. Black Lagoon shouldn’t compel me even if it is really compelling, should I choose to resist. Purity of mind is not just an ideal state, it is holiness and a desire. If I have the choice to yield my soul to God or to devil, I should have the choice to not yield to either, at least being able to maintain the illusion thereof. I don’t really care much in reality what happens when I do give in, but philosophically it just seems to be a prudent idea to not to give in. The little bit of logical reasons to not to give in pushes it over.

On the other hand, there is no deny in the “high” one could get through the right kind of porn. Women would not be able to seduce men if that was not the case, God forbid, and for the sake of gender equality some men likewise will fall to this vice (for the sake of argument). World economy will shrink in crazy numbers. People will fall out of jobs, entire industries dying and marketing has to rethink and reinvent itself. I suppose that’s not all bad, but in a greater sense porn has its place in the world.

In as much as all good things comes from God (again, for the sake of argument), some things are better than others. Perhaps it is all just an exercise to know what is better and to not give those up for things less. That’s just one take on the matter, I know, but it’s awfully close to where I stand on it.

I suppose if I am to confess I ought to come clean with it. First, I did play a porn game just today, and I enjoyed it. It compelled me to blog this confession partly because I feel the need to voice out, in the sea of general acceptance of this kind of things amongst the fans, that some people choose to draw the line at this place. However, partly I blog about it out of its goodness. In our fallen world truths are often half-truths, a whisper of praise and recognition of a bad thing may stand in honest and purity. Like shiitake on cow dong. By recognizing that it is good I have to do the game creators the least that I could do: link to them.

The real confession, and conviction comes, from that ultimately if I were to play by the rules I outlined above I will always be shackled to things that I despise. Fairness and goodness demand it. In the chain reaction of half-truths and broken but beautiful things, I have learned to love it. It is probably a greater sin in that.

Of course, thankfully, you all know the answer to that Catch 22, RIGHT?


Bishoujo Senshi Insani Super H

It really is an identity crisis.

Perhaps the best way to look at my fascination in terms of categorical attractions (content, then gameplay), explain why identity is important, and bounce the ball back to you. I apologize if I am going to get kind of down and dirty in this rant, but I might as well come clean.

I mentioned Graduation 2 in my earlier rant on the topic. It isn’t really the start or the finish in making me a “prospective fan” of the genre but an arbitrary midpoint. Being born Chinese means not only I have used or/and pirated software, but maybe I have more of a natural affinity for this kind of gameplay. It is probably the first time I bought a game of this sort, though. I also mentioned Graduation 2 because it rests on a precarious area where the gameplay intersects with content. It is this intersection that pinpoints the games I want to play.

Which, I confess, I’ve played a handful of the more pornographic variety of these games. It feels as if I have played more than I actually did because I have also seen even more ripped images from these porn games (as they are rightfully called). But why am I turning this into a confession? Probably because Japan needs to confess–the majority of games that fall into this genre is pornographic. Some are really, really bad. I hope you know what I mean so I won’t have to describe it.

The sad economic truth is that porn does sell. As a new content delivery system bishoujo gaming (as I use this term as I did in my earlier rant) is driven by this stuff. You can even see the mark it left in the annuals of gaming. What was the date on that? 1992? I think I was playing Knights of Xentar back in 1994? It’s been a while, pardon my poor recollection. The point is, it’s been with us for a long time now.

But just as porn drives delivery systems, delivery systems grow from the ashes of lesser things and into more relevant, interesting material. We have games like Princess Maker 2 (probably one of the most wide-spread English-language bishoujo game, and one of the better ones–now that it’s basically abandonware), Konami’s Tokimeki Memorial games, and many others–like Graduation 2. There were a lot of different types of porn games too, as the genre was in the process of finding itself.

Here is where my story branches. Porn games have been with us for a long time, and what I said about delivery systems just now applies to every kind of game we know–platformers, RPGs, tactical games, etc. All on top of what we usually know such as casino games or some of the more creative flash game type stuff. Well, even as I say this, where is the porno version of FF7? Or Starcraft? Appearently, they kind of exist. Why? Mainly because Japan needs to confess, it manages to have a rather diverse and healthy porn game industry compared to the US.

Honestly, however, I’m talking about porn games only because bishoujo gaming is like that solitary, delicious shiitake growing off a pile of cow dung that we know is the porn game industry. And that analogy applies as to how to make this genre proliferate outside of Japan. Quite simply, for that kind of stuff to sustain itself in the mainstream, it has to either live with its cow-dung underpinning like what these folks have done, or grow it independently. I don’t really want to play porn games, believe it or not; and certainly aside from my copy of Tsukibako I will never spend money on it.

And to that end, I am also honest about these kind of games–I only play ones that are fun. Graduation 2 was pretty fun. Harvest Moon is pretty fun. Tokimemo is pretty amusing, and especially the latter ones like 2 and 3. I suppose I could say the same about Baldr Force but I haven’t had the chance, despite the pornographic stuff. Tsukihime is pretty fun, but my Japanese skills are insufficient. I am all for the growth of the bishoujo gaming genre independent of pornography.

Which is why Insani’s All Together efforts are the bomb–they port not only legally less-grey doujinshi games, they are also not pornographic for the most part. They convey what is fun to play about these kinds of games in the unique gameplay varieties rather than catering to familiar content. Fact is, porno Super Mario is still Super Mario. But a visual novel is a novel; and a dating sim is not at all like any other sim in that Sim City is no more or less different than Sim Tower, for example. I think this definition should please the Ren’ai gaming fans (to me, it just means people who like games with romantic narrative underpinnings)?

So, back to you. What can we do to grow bishoujo gaming? What can we do to resolve its identity crisis? I suppose we should be open-minded. If people want to play their erogee, they should be able to. While that means it is both extra work for the rest of us in trying to differentiate the gaming image (kind of like how anime has to escape the hentai taint categorically), it also probably helps the bottom line of companies and encourage more commercial effort in this area. Certainly, if companies are porting games over that is in that narrow pinnacle within the gameplay axis that intersects with the bishoujo motif, we should support them however we can–both pirating and by buying? Sure.

I think it’s only fair to end this little crisis on a positive note. With things like the demo for Polyphonica available to us for free, and things like Ever 17 for a moderate cost, it is definitely the best time to be a bishoujo gaming fan today than ever before. It doesn’t even matter where you stand on software piracy! Go kick some ass with your moon powers!