Knee Deep in Fascination!

I was curious to see what Quake levels were designed by whom, and while searching (*and not finding this, if you could send me the file, it'd be greatly appreciated*) I came across this interesting post by John Romero:

DOOM 1993 Video

This video was taken in November of 1993 and shows the id software team hanging out and working. In the opening portions you can see them huddled around the TV playing Aladdin for Genesis. Romero even goes out of his way to mention it was programmed by David Perry! I feel so proud that there were other people out there who appreciated David Perry's work back then. Sadly no girls in my elementary school agreed with me (or cared to listen). That's fine, because if I ever run into John Romero, we can discuss our appreciation for Earthworm Jim.

In addition to the exciting David Perry news, in this video is Romero playing a beta version of Doom. Interesting tidbits include: Wolfenstein 3-D sound clips because Bobby prince wasn't finished yet, on the first stage there is a secret wall that leads to the shotgun where in the final version it is an open doorway. The Wolfenstein info is pointed out by Romero, but I felt obligated to mention it if you were on the fence about watching this 10 minute video. By the way--you're welcome.

Well that's all for this clearly geeky Friday. Enjoy!

-a.

*= I found it. It was simple to find. Thanks anyway.

Whole lot of Quakin' goin' on.

Apologies for updating so late in the day, but lately I've been distracted with Quake. Sometimes I feel as if I'm stuck in a time loop of 1996 with my everlasting appreciation of Doom, Quake and Chrono Trigger.

It's like a geeky Groundhog Day.

-a.

007 was 00 Scared

I didn’t own a computer until the year 2000. But that did not stop me from playing / obsessing over DOOM in 1993. I would constantly go over my friend Brett’s house to play the shareware version he had (which was about 7 floppy disks of shotgun toting excitement!). From there came DOOM II, Final DOOM, Quake, Duke Nukem , Resident Evil, GoldenEye etc. etc. etc. Any game that had you sporting a gun and freely shooting stuff deserved my time.

Thanks to those games and living a sheltered life; when asked my position on gun control I’d reply with: “Guns are cool!”. Clearly me and every southerner had 1 thing in common (outside of hating carpetbaggers!!!).

Come 2004 I visited my sister, Faith and her family in North Carolina for the birth of my middle nephew, Maxwell. At that time she was living in Camp Lejeune since her husband was a Marine. On our 4^th day spent over my sister, mom, and 2 nephews went out shopping while my dad, brother-in-law and I went to a local shooting range for some expensive fun.

The whole car ride there, all I could think of was owning a gun, and calling my friend Kristen over. Then as she’d open the door to enter I would re-enact the James Bond intro (where he walks, then suddenly turns and shoots first at the man who had him in his scopes). Naturally the gun wouldn’t be loaded and I just couldn’t help from laughing about how funny it would be for her to get scared from me playing 007.

(Now a brief lesson in age difference:

My 26 year old brother-in-law, Greg wanted to use a Glock because it was the new standard issue for an FBI agent. When he asked me what gun I wanted to use I said:

“I’d like a Berretta, please.”

“Why the Berretta? It’s small and not too strong.”

“Well I want to use it because that’s the gun they use in Resident Evil.”

“Ah.” He said. Knowing that I will forever be a loser, whereas I saw myself as cool as the Punisher for knowing that I would soon be holding in my right hand…a real gun!)

When I finally got my hands around that sweet, sweet piece of steel, I still felt cool, but scared. Sure everyone around me was playing by the same rules of “when the light is red you are to take out the clip and always aim your gun skyward while you walk to a different station.” Here I was 20 years old and all I had to do was just put the clip in, aim at a target and take fire…oh and be crazy. Luckily for everyone there and contrary to popular belief…I'm not crazy. But what scared me was that someone else there could very well be deranged and decide to do what I was only thinking of.

Luckily we made it out alive and I got to sport a Berretta just like Jill Valentine, sadly though I didn’t once think of myself as Chris Redfield, but that’s a totally different blog post all in its own.

Oh and in case you were wondering Kristen, after that day I no longer daydream of scaring you with an unloaded gun.

Enjoy!

-a. (a.k.a. 007)