Timothy the Black Mage

6th December 2011

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Christmas List

Okay, so I have not done a Christmas list in some time (more than a decade, at my last estimation), and even though my personal situation is far from ideal, I am comfortable wanting things.  I mean, not that I plan on getting things (in other words, my expectations are at zero for eight), but perhaps putting this out there will at least see that I do want (this is not entirely to be selfish or vain), and what I am interested in.  Good reading, and God’s blessing on your holiday season.

1. PlayStation Portable (used, not the Go version, preferably with a game or two)
2. Nintendo DS (see notes above)
3. New(er) leather wallet
4. Lego-brand building toys
5. Silver or pewter pocket watch
6. Golf hat
7. Superman shirt
8. Pajama pants

12th November 2011

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Inspiration Returned

My brain has entertained new ideas, partly because new inspiration has entered the arena.

So, the idea is of a war between the gods.  I just wanted to do it, for a while now, as an action movie, and now I think I have an idea to pull it all together:

A while back, the gods divided up the lands, to rule and siphon belief (energy and lifeforce for them) off of their favorite groups of people.  In doing this, they had to tackle the Titans/Jotuns, to usurp the world power from them, who were also enslaving man and feeding off the energy.

The three main groups consisted of the Aesir, the Olympians, and the Keepers (Egyptian), but were supplemented by the Ba’als, the Emperors of Tian, and the Rulers of the South (Aztec).  They were opposed not only by the Giants, but later by powerful spirits like Coyote (Native American), who were neither killed nor imprisoned, but were considered to small to be dealt with (and weak, because they fought on the side of Man).

After the war, Set of the Keepers rose up to fight his nephew, Horus, for leadership in Egypt, and after tearing out his eye and ripping off his arm, thought he had won.  But Thoth and Khmun crafted a new arm, and a special eye for Horus, and in the process set up a weapon large enough to scare everyone else into place.  The weapon was placed on the moon, and connected to Horus’ eye, allowing him to see all things the moon saw, making him too powerful for others to handle.  Eventually another war broke out, scattering the gods and shattering any hope for restoration.  Horus’ weapon, the Eye of Heaven was never used, but the controls were lost, leaving anyone with the power to get to the moon unable to fire it.

The Apollo missions came across the weapon when they landed, but they were unable to work it, and when funding ran out, they stopped trying.

Now, the controls have been uncovered in Egypt under a new, controversial inverted pyramid, hundreds of miles out into the desert.  If anyone has the codes, they could rule the world.  And the gods will come out of hiding to find it, starting a whole new war, one that puts man right in the middle.

18th October 2011

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Me: Going Bat-$#!& Crazy

So, upon my mind are thoughts of the oddest of natures, but are completely normal for my brain.  Because there’s only, like, two or three people to read this, I guess that seems like me, and if anyone else is reading this, you’re missing the context.

Anyway, thoughts today include “Which actors would play which roles?”, “Mystic Terror” and “Did you honestly just ‘bleep’ yourself in the title?”  So, yeah, moving forward with those thoughts, my ideas are as follows:

Mystic Terror:  Actors/Actresses

These are purely for my characters, and I’m only working with what I know (if you have suggestions, feel free to make them), and I doubt anyone would make a movie about this all, but if they did (big giant if), this is who I would suggest for my characters.

Lord Noah Ephraim Rostwyn

Adrian Brody

He’s got a darker, deeper look to him, and he’s tall and lanky (with already dark hair, I might add).  Stick some spectacles and a black Victorian outfit with matching purple cravat, and I think he could do wonderfully.  From what I’ve seen, he could also act, something other choices may have lacked.

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Second General Daxus Fandearth

Mickey Rourke

While I may have been tempted to go with Tom Selleck, there’s something about Mr. Rourke here that I just enjoy.  He would have to go with a gray/brown streak in his hair, and that mustache may have to grow a bit more, but he’s a fantastic actor, and I believe that he would be awesome as Daxus.

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Uriah Cecil Draibourne, prophet of Malus

Chace Crawford

I can’t say that I would be too impressed with this kid’s acting talents (he’s a television actor) but he shows promise.  He would need a long, blonde wig, and he’d be dressed in robes most of the time…  Honestly, though, had I a young Jude Law or Paul Bettany, that is who I’d go with.

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Lady Sarisa Elsamira Rostwyn

Bryce Dallas Howard

Slightly less feminine than other actresses, she’s still a beauty in her own right, and she could make Sarisa’s attitude believable.  Just a baby blue Victorian dress with bustle and a black cat away from being the lovely, bitchy, powerful woman to counter her somber brother, Lord Rostwyn.

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Feyr, son of Gerard

Now, as a wolf/man character, Feyr would have to be done with a combination animatronic and CGI techniques to actually have him on the big screen.  But, for voice work…

Keith David

Feyr isn’t loud or especially mean, and Mr. David here has the range to make him sound as he should:  gravelly, thoughtful, and a little uncomfortable in Mystic lands.  And there’s always the plus of using a voice actor: much easier to handle do-overs.

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And that’s it for now.  Those are the characters I’m planning on working with for a while, and hopefully players get a better idea of what my characters look like, from this.

I’m open to suggestions, so if you think you’ve got an idea that trumps my own, go for it.  Also, I hope this inspires you to come up with something like this for yourself, or at least something similar to help others along.

26th September 2011

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Resolutions?

I am a good man, trying to live my life.  I am far from perfectly mature and fully into who I am to be, but I will walk my walk with patience and respect.

Over the past year, I’ve been in a life-change program based at the Union Gospel Mission in Downtown Salem.  This program was designed to help people with addictions break free, through the love of God and aid of Jesus Christ (Yeshua Ha’Mashiach).  I was homeless when I started, it being my fault, and I tried to exist in the freedom of my own creation, and acted as I saw fit, looking for work, and looking for a girlfriend so that I could stay at her place.  I was lying to myself.

Two months later, I was on the verge of losing my place at the Mission, and so I joined their program, thinking I could stay for a few months longer while I looked to escape.  Two weeks in, though, changed my plans drastically.

I was familiar with God, with Church, with the lifestyle that goes along with being a Christian, but I ignored it, ran away from it, and damn near rebelled.  Part of it was a desire to escape my mother.  I love my mother, but I felt as though it was simply another control method she used on us as children.  (I was wrong, and I apologize.)  The Mission’s program is heavily Christian, and I didn’t think I would walk that path again, but two weeks in, things were altered.

I thought I could put on a good show.  I thought I could lie my way through things once more.  So I began reading the Bible.  And I asked questions.  And God answered.

It wasn’t what I expected, but that’s the way He gets people to pay attention.  He was loud, straightforward and comforting, unlike anyone had been before.  He answered my questions, but that had me leaving more.  He showed me a picture of myself, the picture I had been running from.  He showed me my fear, and He offered to take it away.  It would be another week before I agreed, but He was patient, as though He had expected it the entire time.

I had a fear of being wrong.  I was addicted to this fear, because it justified me, kept me on a high that I didn’t realize was there.  This fear was so strong that I refused to act, refused to move, refused to change.  All because I was being stubborn and foolish, and trapping myself even further.

I thought that without the fear, I would feel pain, that I would dissolve, that who I was would melt like a snowflake.  I was wrong, but addictive behavior traps you in your thinking.  It is scar tissue that, while healing, merely drives the thorn deeper.  I was damaged, and I had to acknowledge it.

The situation I had been in before I was homeless taught me a lot, but I wouldn’t listen.  Being at the Mission, being naked before God, taught me the truth.

One step at a time, I dealt with my impatience, my anger, and my fear, until I could consider myself free.  And free I am.

I am who I am supposed to be at this point.  I am not fully mature, but I still have a long road to travel, and the Mission’s program, of which I am a graduate, was merely the first step.

I belong to God, and he has given me a heart that feels, that loves.  There are days when I am tempted not to care, but I do.  I am a good man, and I will not stop from moving forward, regardless of all else.  And when I am done, all I want is a hug from He who made me.