by Druur Monakh
“So, we are in agreement then.”
Mez’s voice cut through the chatter, signaling the end of the discussion for the pilots sitting around the table, now strewn with the bottles, glasses and the pitiful remains of bar food. Around them, the evening business of the Black Hole Pub continued in full swing: people drinking, discussing, meandering, but all smartly ignoring the dealings happening in the booths along the walls. Continue reading
It takes real talent to get on your own killmail.
We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence then, is not an act, but a habit. – Aristotle Continue reading
You may be younger and recover faster but that just means you should be hit harder. You probably deserve it anyway.
“You made this?” she squealed, her lips wrapped around the fork, sucking every morsel from it. Her eyes danced with a mischievous sparkle as she stared at me in wonder.
“I did.” I replied, taking the humble approach. Nobody liked a braggart after all.
“There’s no way this is healthy.” she replied, taking another mouthful, her eyes still afire. I merely shrugged, a lopsided smirk on my face.
“Either way,” I began, “You’re going to have to work off those calories.” I said in my most seductive voice possible, my eyes boring into her as I began to take off my shirt.
She looked between me and the cake a few times, finally putting the fork down. She was young and attractive, and I knew some that would’ve felt a twinge of guilt at seducing one so inexperienced in life, but as the title says, this cake is guilt free. Continue reading
Alcohol does not solve any problems, but then again, neither does milk.
It’s amazing how well received some of my initiatives become. When I first started doing the EVE Online in C4D video series, it was more to introduce people to the basics of working with EVE Assets in Cinema 4D. Then it exploded! Sure, it’s not reaching millions of views on YouTube, but I consistently receive questions, feedback, ideas, comments, both on YouTube and through other means regarding the project. Continue reading
– by Colin Ferguson
The alley stretched ahead of me like an endless corridor from drowsy evening to silent night. No longer alive with children’s cries and mothers chatter, in the gloom, fear stalked its dusty way and it slumbered alone. Continue reading
There are two rules for success:
ROC'S RAMBLINGS 