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Sep. 15th, 2008 07:20 pmWow. Let me start off this post with:
OMGSPORE!
There. Now for the backstory.
I've been chewing on myself pretty badly the last few months about my creativity level; where once I'd created worlds and written passionately in them, of late I've been simply idling and killing time in the creations of other folk. Capping that off is the high probability that one of my favorite pieces may well be gone forever, and the stage was set for a restless cabbit. Most of last week I killed time with StarDock's Sins of a Solar Empire, while watching the chatter over a new pencil-and-paper RPG I'm lusting for (Maid: The RPG) roll on in the background. Fast forward to Friday, where I ended up to socialize over at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nightambre's place. It was there that her husband blindsided me with Spore, a game I'd heard of in a distant way. I knew there was a lot of talk about it, but I'd never looked to see what it really entailed.
It's magic. Putting creatures together rapidly became a war between function and form, with (as per my usual) function winning and leaving my critters seriously odd looking, with hats and other adornements put in seemingly random spots to give the best levels of bonuses I could manage. And then I arrived at the Civilization stage, and everything stopped.
Full creative control over the structure of your buildings, with minimal 'stock' pieces. Every building is a work unto itself... and this time it's ALL form. The individual elements all seem to be purely cosmetic, giving me free reign to build as I see fit. City Hall is lovely. I named the first city Rowan, just because I could, and am working on buildings now. Mostly I'm turning over ideas in my mind, intending to do this slowly and get it -right-. It's a game that takes my kind of obsessiveness and tunes it to a razor edge, and will likely dominate my evenings for a good long while.
Given my health, that's probably a good thing. My right knee seems to be blown again; I've had to fall back on using a brace on it to keep upright and functional. Work has become especially tiresome as I lumber around like the monster from a bad junior high school production of Frankenstein. Humor me if you find me a bit dour over this mess, as it hasn't done my mood any favors. The icing on the cake is that the anti-depressants and stabilizers that once worked so well have now all but quit working at -all-, leaving me more erratic and volatile than I've been in a very long time. Ugh. I think I'll go back to playing Spore now.
OMGSPORE!
There. Now for the backstory.
I've been chewing on myself pretty badly the last few months about my creativity level; where once I'd created worlds and written passionately in them, of late I've been simply idling and killing time in the creations of other folk. Capping that off is the high probability that one of my favorite pieces may well be gone forever, and the stage was set for a restless cabbit. Most of last week I killed time with StarDock's Sins of a Solar Empire, while watching the chatter over a new pencil-and-paper RPG I'm lusting for (Maid: The RPG) roll on in the background. Fast forward to Friday, where I ended up to socialize over at
nightambre's place. It was there that her husband blindsided me with Spore, a game I'd heard of in a distant way. I knew there was a lot of talk about it, but I'd never looked to see what it really entailed.It's magic. Putting creatures together rapidly became a war between function and form, with (as per my usual) function winning and leaving my critters seriously odd looking, with hats and other adornements put in seemingly random spots to give the best levels of bonuses I could manage. And then I arrived at the Civilization stage, and everything stopped.
Full creative control over the structure of your buildings, with minimal 'stock' pieces. Every building is a work unto itself... and this time it's ALL form. The individual elements all seem to be purely cosmetic, giving me free reign to build as I see fit. City Hall is lovely. I named the first city Rowan, just because I could, and am working on buildings now. Mostly I'm turning over ideas in my mind, intending to do this slowly and get it -right-. It's a game that takes my kind of obsessiveness and tunes it to a razor edge, and will likely dominate my evenings for a good long while.
Given my health, that's probably a good thing. My right knee seems to be blown again; I've had to fall back on using a brace on it to keep upright and functional. Work has become especially tiresome as I lumber around like the monster from a bad junior high school production of Frankenstein. Humor me if you find me a bit dour over this mess, as it hasn't done my mood any favors. The icing on the cake is that the anti-depressants and stabilizers that once worked so well have now all but quit working at -all-, leaving me more erratic and volatile than I've been in a very long time. Ugh. I think I'll go back to playing Spore now.
