retrogrrrl: (duck hunt)

Welcome to The Corner


Where I (Dr. Leona Napalm) write a bunch of stuff. Mostly related to retro gaming & film, my own reviews, journeys, life anecdotes and other think pieces. A lot of my content will contain: foul language and some mature jokes. Reader discretion is advised from here on out! I should also warn that this will be a blog/journal of sorts too. I constantly change journal styles, icons, and search for something that feels like home so apologies.

However, I will keep organized! Below you can see the tags and what they're for. Easy access to all my rants, my silly little journaling and more. Happy surfing, dude!

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retrogrrrl: (What's inside that mind)
Platform: Sega CD

Ooohh yeah baby, totally hip hints, p-p-phat visuals and a slammin’ soundtrack right here to Make My Video! HAHAHA! More like phat-ass visuals which y’can EAT big time! Are you one of those epileptic chumps or one of those lame frumpwusses that don’t enjoy music?! Well, look away from this totally ludicrously fire video! For COOL KIDS ONLY!

Man, I dunno how to make engagin’ hooks, okay? But I make a good 90s cool impression, don't I?
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Anyways! Make My Video. It fuckin’ sucks!

Rating: I NEED A SECOND out of 10.

End of review.
retrogrrrl: (CLIPPY!!)
Reader, lemme tell ya what’s shakin’ with me. I’m a weird alien in the shape of a very cute woman, but by god I don’t know ANYTHING ‘bout the dating scene. Shit’s confusin’ to me, pal. As a creature that needs direct input I don’t thrive too well in that space. I always thought, though, that most of the folks around me had a better time with the whole thing! Maybe not in modern times (god knows I’ve seen lotsa people jabber about how they suck at it) but I thought that maybe in the old days there were more coherent interactions, smarter conversations, knew the do’s and don’ts of datin–.



Fuck no.

In the ancient times of the 1980’s the world of romance didn’t strike any different colors than it does now, from what I can catch. The tinders and grindrs of the world in our modern times are just a natural evolution of what once was Youtube, eHarmony and the geriatric Match dot com. When the ‘net was not a common item ‘round the working class houses of America, there was the mythical (and almost pitiful) world of dating tapes.
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retrogrrrl: (THANK YOU)
I was just musin' to myself and I realized how fascinatin' it is to scope out people's journals and just, read their day to day life for a brief moment. What diverse life and what a reminder that people out there just keep on chuggin' on while you're sitting to rest, a lively world beyond your human understanding.

It's like walkin' around the neighborhood and looking at the houses, wonderin' how their life is on the inside, or how the house even looks like. How cold it feels, how the light hits, how to music bounces off the wall and what station the radio is on. Now on journal form, with more explicit details of a fun time, a bad day or just an interesting day...
retrogrrrl: (Cutting Visions)
Gaming has expanded so far from its culture and community that it has effectively bled into the rest of the entertainment industry. Some loser with vitriol will mumble to 'emselves that it's now a NORMIES thing, to which I gotta tell ya to go outside and touch a little blade of freshly cut grass. I will agree on somethin' though. With this change comes along the pop-culture-ification of events like the now defunct E3 and, most recently, The Game Awards. Frankly, it no longer holds the awkward but genuine charm of the gamin' industry, where a bunch of nerds dressed in their Sunday's finest came on stage to briefly tell ya 'bout a project that would eventually become legendary, there's no color and excitement for what technology MIGHT be able to achieve and what hot new title would shape the rest of games to come. As time has gone by and my taste in modern gamin' has run stale, I've begun to simply measure the quality of these events by the fair and simple metric of: LAUGHTER.

And I think this is the first time in a Game Award I have not laughed a single bit, not even by the jokes I've made to amuse myself.

I tuned in to, effectively, 4 hours of one game sweeping categories it seemingly didn't even belong to, Hosts with the charisma of a peed cardboard box and jokes written by the grace of our future overlords: Chat GPT and Grok, post-hitlerification. Very few stellar things jumped to mind (Milla Jovovich being a delight, Maggie and the dude delivering a frankly charming little segment, LENNY KRAVITZ and Miss Piggy) & the same repeated formula of games didn't help placate the growin' annoyance. I'm talkin' hack-n-slash, shooters, space games, space-shooters, and the occasional unique game with style and substance that gets largely swept under the rug in favor of the super hot and anticipated games which are just Fortnite Clones and Genshin Impact look-a-likes beggin' ya to keep in touch like some hypocritical classmate durin' the Highschool reunion wantin' to relive old times where she was the head honcho of the gossip train. Shit, is that too specific?

Hell, I had an entire idea for this post! But I frankly could not give two more shits to write more than this. I don't think TGA even deserves my witty writin' to boot. What a shit show.
retrogrrrl: (Rock this town)
Let the game GO, you maniacs.

“A terrible hostage situation in the gaming realm!” Cries the fictional newspapers in this made up story. Crackin’ in my walkie-talkie are the orders to continue negotiating with the “Gamer Dudes Pretending They Have Written Essays Before,” hungry for views and validation from our overlords at Youtube, beggin’ for a modicum of respect for their supposed intellect. In their greedy arms is the slack, old and depressed Silent Hill 2.

Smarty-pants introductions aside, y’can’t deny I’m right (as I usually am) ‘bout this goddamn situation. Silent Hill 2 has become the Pretentious Gamer’s favorite content cow that everyone exploits, yet the conversation has not been fresh for the better part of a decade. Yes, it’s that cartoon of the paper-thin cow and Barack Obama (for some reason…?) coming back to the barn with ten more buckets. The buckets are Youtube’s nearly-inhuman demands for more retention! Ya better replicate the success y’had with this ONE video or we’ll throw your channel into the shadow realm despite bein’ a slave to our system! We care ‘bout creators here, pal. And you are Barack Obama. Inexplicably.

Shit, don’t I understand the pressure, but you guys got a whole library of games out there to explore! But no, you stick to the overdone, to the easy to dissect, ‘cause the lot of ya don’t have the creativity to do so. There's only so much you can say about the game before you start soundin’ like those GTA San Andreas content creators, but the drawback with Silent Hill 2 is the lack of Machinima-esque content to even farm! The subject matter is so serious and devoid of innovation (because with a theme as serious as Silent Hill’s, you tend to not wander ‘round too much into humor out of respect to the material), and divin’ into other games with other kindsa themes requires a level of empathy and understanding the good fuckin’ chunk of you dudes don’t have. Silent Hill 3, for example, has a more female perspective and theme coursin’ through its veins but this doesn’t mean y’all can’t relate to some of the horrors presented. It just means you guys don’t WANT TO. Understandin’ that horror, after all, requires you losers to be smart.

I must admit, too, that Silent Hill 2 is one of the few SH entries I give two shits about. Next to the abomination that is Homecoming and its rubble.png-esque design (that's a running gag that cuts deep, you guys will learn soon). So coupled that with a buncha pretentious gaming nerds and ya got yourself a recipe for disasterdom. And my eternal disdain for you idiots. I will live for the day where people see through the very obvious attempts at being seen as a smart ‘essayist’ and shoot right through to the heart of many of those essays, which is becoming an increasing problem.

It's never for the love of the game, it's for the love of the views.

It's not that Silent Hill 2 has a lot to say, it's that people have a lot to gain by talkin' bout it for the nth time. Let the game go, you guys look ridiculous.
retrogrrrl: (Fuckin' Neato)
Uncharacteristically, I spent a goooooood portion of this month catchin' a few flicks and devouring 'em like I was a film critic gettin' paid per movie watched. For those who don't know what's the scoop, my letterboxd is a magical place where y'can scope out my controversial (but totally cool) opinions on different movies. Some reviews are freeeshly baked, more elaborate, I jibber-jabber in some of 'em; some others are, like, lowkey 'cause I had nothing much to add.

This all accounts for this month, November, and I think I might be addin' more tonight and subsequently as I scope out more flicks. Beware that SPOILERS may be implied or part of jokes from here on out. Cruise 'round carefully, space cadet!
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retrogrrrl: (Rock this town)
I haven't said somethin' in a while, have I? No sweat, your girl was busy doin' everything else but typin' shit out. If you don't know the score, let me give you the inside scoop. Ya girl has been tryin' to get hired for her video editin' skill, and even more she's been, like, trying to keep an organized computer and create new shit -- just all around explore shit I have never been able to explore. Surprisingly the most mentally gruellin' part is the organizing shit, keepin' everything as organized as possible lest I find myself makin' a mess on this new PC and I don't want that! This shit's got, like, 1TB of storage, I better wisen up, dudes.

That aside, I've been stressed out, y'dig? Christmas time comin' soon, unemployed, and wondering if I'll ever be good enough for anythin' is more taxing than people give me credit for. The fact I'm still standing is totally rad, but a major bummer that it keeps happening.

I can't promise you hungry viewers and readers more cool content comin' soon or anything, 'cause god knows I am never consistent, but I hope to express my thoughts down here more often. It's good for me, for the soul, y'know? Anyways, I think that's all for today. Catch you guys on the flip side, or somethin'.
retrogrrrl: (Roxas: Nothing New)
People keep jib-jabberin' about leaving Social Media behind for better mental health & productivity, but no one talks 'bout it being the most lonely experience you can ever have.

I'm not joking, dudes! I think a lot of the discussion 'round social media addiction and dopamine detox as a whole is so severely lackin' in the actual truth that I gotta spring up from my chill-sesh to chit-chat with ya 'bout it.

This is more of a ramblin’ account, but I just wanta get this out there.

If you, by miracle, haven't been subjected to, like, the abomination that are the videos 'bout Dopamine Detox (and by extension Social Media Detox) then consider yourself a lucky dude, my friend. Those videos were a heap-load-a-bullcrap! That's right, a red alert on the lame scale by a mile. If y'trust my judgement I can tell you that disguised in all the (misleading or fake) pseudo-science they tried to shove into ya there was this workhorse mentality and alarmin’ culture of, like, working all the time and being productive even in your downtime. So, instead of one soul-crushin’ nasty habit y’gotta develop a whole ‘nother one called WORKAHOLISM ‘cause apparently that one is more socially acceptable and great for our capitalists overlords. Major bummer, dude. Like, that’s great, now y’gotta peel out from work and hurry on back home so ya can become a slave to endless productivity goals and have no time to ponder whether or not this is a lifestyle worth livin’ but HEY at least you got that slop-of-a-video done in record time so you can show the Youtube overlords how much their new system sucks.

Am I bein’ hyperspecific enough about this or am I still reachin’ too many audience members here?

Let’s actually get onto the topic at hand, ya? ‘Cause I feel like I’m totally losing focus here. So check it, among the many array of putrid slop that I combed through I had this new concept pop-up ‘bout living without social media for good of your mental health and all that bullcrap. I’ll give ya the skinny ‘cause I believe your time is precious enough.

Social media bad, touching grass good.

Listen, you’re goin’ to look at me and say “no actually, what’s wrong with that?” and I will hafta stop you right there ‘cause I’m not done with this story, dude! I promise you, I’m gonna make sense outta it.
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retrogrrrl: (straight FOOLIN')
Check it, I got a new 'puter! Somethin' somethin' specs here that I don't feel like sharing (I dunno, a habit due to where I'm from, really), but it's a lot bigger than what I used to have. Naturally, my video editin' job is about to become a whole lot better once I learn the nebulous ways to, uh, wrestle with after effects --- and the impending doom of Adobe products takin' over my laboral life because some annoyin' people want and require Adobe instead of maybe bein' more flexible and now I'm just complaining 'bout my job here on Dreamwidth so maybe I oughta shut my trap 'fore I get REALLY angry with it.

Anyways, y'know that my gamin' senses are tingling at this revelation. I tooootally can play, like, the newest-latest games that aren't actually new or late. They're late for my poor, third world ass at least. However, right as rain I found myself simply downloadin' emulators and cookin' up a list of ps2 games that I couldn't play before and that I wanta play now. Right now, I'm finally able to play Kingdom Hearts 2 without havin' to download that monster of a 60 gb ReMix joint they have floating 'round the interwebs, dude. Tu-bu-LAR!

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retrogrrrl: (DDR Rebel)
The road to being a more amicable person is, well, filled with strange attempts!

Lemme paint the panorama for ya! I was gettin’ my steps in through the park, just jammin’ to some tunes, right? I see that right ahead of me there’s a small group of teen girls, no older than twelve for sure. They were playin’ and shit, and one of them took a tumble and seemingly scraped her knee as she fell down to the ground, real gnarly shit. So naturally I’m like “Oof, alright, let’s see if I can help” ‘cause god knows that I’ve scraped my knee once or twice in that goddamn park myself. Believe me, the wound is never the thing but rather the wounded ego.

I saw ‘em struggling with helpin’ the girl up so I figured they needed an extra hand to lift the girl up and get her to a seat, y’dig? I was ready to scope out if she’ll be alright or if she needed, like, a first aid kid and that pink thingy they poured on me knees when mine were scraped. But by the time I get there, they finally help the girl up! But ‘cause I see the girl still in pain and strugglin’ a bit to stay up, I do the sensible thing and just go:

“Yo, y’all need a hand?”
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retrogrrrl: (Rock this town)
I have fallen out of love with punk…

Fuckin’ insane testimony comin’ from your friendly neighborhood punkzo, right? Well, I guess it was long-time comin’ I just didn’t want to scope out what that gut instinct had been tryin’ to tell me for a long time.

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retrogrrrl: or trash-icons on tumblr (Urban Shakedown v2)
I've been seriously considerin' this 'cause half the time people recommend me movies and shit, especially horror ones, I end up comin' out like a freak! Check it, it's usually a very "scary" movie recommended to me, or a very disturbing one, to which I always warn and reply "Hey, I'm actually a veteran in horror, so do you think it'll still shake my shit?"

"Oh for sure, it's a good movie even beyond the scare."

Spoiler alert, it usually never fuckin' is.
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retrogrrrl: (Rock this town)
I caught myself sayin' "Rad" unironically and I was fuckin' HYPED.

I love this, I always felt like even my way of speakin' could be cool, a part of my personal signature, style, even the way that I've started typing. Sets me apart from the crowd of very distinct people who have found their voice and colors. Now I'm here, thinkin' I'm slowly achieving my own understanding of not only fashion but in my design and shit. I still suck ass at design, make no mistake, but I at least am better than when I started. Shit, I can't even show you 'cause half of the designs I made ain't even on the ether!

Anyways, this is really silly. But it made me giddy, alright? It was bodacious!!
retrogrrrl: (Fuckin' Neato)
From the darkness of virtual void of nowhere, out emerges a cascade of colored pixels that soon concoct the miasma that is my Sim. Absolutely abhorrent color combination that is a sight for sore eyes, and a skirt that you cannot get rid of lest we have no way to tell the sim is actually female! Our heroine carries her hair short, right up to her pixelated jaw, a color that feels like cherry auburn if you really squint. Bloody red shoes and a hideous skirt, holy shit that skirt is ugly–.

In the stars her name is written. What IS her name?


Fuck! With an exclamation point, which I find to be very poignant and important, thank you very much.
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retrogrrrl: or trash-icons on tumblr (Default)
SimValley is where we lay our scene, a quaint town that is quite unlike any other Sim towns we have. Why? Because weirdos are abundant and you get to be a big part of all the weirdness! Or, well, me in this case, but I’m taking you along for the ride!

I grew up playing The Sims 2 the most but secondary to the base PC game (and the Playstation 2 version, but we’ll open that can of worms another time) was the collection of Gameboy Advance Sims games. Minus Pets, I could never get behind that one. Anyways, one of my favorites among those was Bustin’ Out and it opened me to a different playstyle for the Sims altogether that I ended up enjoying a lot more than I thought I would – and with it, it opened a storyline/plot that had its quintessential wackiness of The Sims™ with an added flair.

Listen, I won’t be detailing the game in itself, okay? But if I have a hand in convincing you to play it, then allow me to just say that I think this game is an experience that as a Sims fan you should at least have – regardless if you know about it, know nothing or something. It’s devoid of the classic characters we tend to associate with The Sims (particularly 2) but it introduces a charming roster in a small, charming town and – get this – when you talk to them you actually GET TO READ DIALOGUE!! Making the character interactions far more insightful, interesting and funny. It’s so neat!

Wait, but what is this blog? I am so glad you ask, because I know no one does. This blog is just me writing down my thoughts, my jokes, my bits, my progress and whatever I want about my experience of Bustin’ Out. I will be writing my adventures through this fictional town as my character, and the character will have its own personality traits and random shit. Neat, isn’t it?

Anyways, let me visualize SimValley for you.



This is the town of SimValley as a whole (as far as I am aware) and I will only be mentioning places and only detailing the essentials part of it – for the bit – so if you want to somehow keep this in handy for the sake of visualizing then you can. Or not, I’m not your mother.

So, if you wish to tag along let me welcome you to SimValley!!
retrogrrrl: (Roxas: Nothing New)
But...

I am not the best at figuring out emulation, and the game is like super heavy -- more or less 5gb. Half the time, games that exceed 4gb dont play well on my computer. I am merely making this post here 'cause I wanna scroll down and remember this once I get the aircon and become able to set up the new computer. Maybe then, and MAYBE THEN!!! I'll be able to experience this game, which seems to be so widely loved.

retrogrrrl: (Fuckin' Neato)


An odd choice, isn't it? Well, it's super silly but I like this scene even if it bears no real weight to the entire game.

It's a beautiful afternoon on the hill, the kids are waiting for a fabled train and in comes Seifer -- their supposed rival and one of my favorite character in gaming-- to seemingly just pester then. And pester he does, enough for Roxas to stand up and face him, to which Seifer responds:

"Why does looking at you always piss me off?"

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retrogrrrl: (THANK YOU)
I wrote nothing today, things just didn't flow from my fingertips to the keyboard, but you know what did flow? BURN TO THE GROUND---.

A twitch streamer I was keepin' my eyes on has been marathoning all the Megaman X games, and for those who are aware of what this franchise is already understand the title and the implications of it.

BURN!!

Today was the fated day that she encountered the true reason why everyone was recommending Megaman X7 so vehemently, despite it being a deplorable game. Seriously, the game is so bad I think I could actually make a review of it one of these days but I would have to get my hands on it first. And that implies suffering, which I'm not too keen of at the moment.

For those unaware of the greatness, I almost want to implore you guys to play the game yourselves and experience this amazing comedy in person, but such a thing is not always possible, so I will simply link THIS VIDEO and lovingly let you know that the game shipped like this. Exactly like this, as you are experiencing it in your monitor of phone.

TRANSFO---.

I cannot tell you the amount of joy and laughter watching someone's live reaction to this brings. It certainly is the highlight of my day and quite possibly the only thing that has stood out like a sore thumb today. This post is more for future me than it is for you right now, but if you find joy out of it... then you are very welcome.
retrogrrrl: (Freedom)
No literally, that is the question. And no, I'm not talking about The Weeknd's embarrassing softcore porn fantasy of a show, I'm talking about the concept of idols in general.

Y'remember back when people in the early internetdom used to mock politicians and celebrities equally? When we had our own little club? I will admit that some of these attacks were founded in deep hatred for anythin' popular, girly, kid-like or just a disdain for female pop artists and that kinda fuckin' sucked, but we used to put Bush through perils and openly mock politicians! But then there was a moment in time where we seemingly shifted from having a detached or balanced relationship with our idols, to worshipping 'natural idols' and right into listenin' to every bullshit claim outta their moufs. Now it feels like you can't really say the soberin' statement that a lot of politics and politicians, some celebrities and influencers are a total fuckin' farse and they should be mocked -- mostly 'cause you will piss off a bunch of people on either direction accusin' you of anything they think you are.

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retrogrrrl: (Roxas: Nothing New)
I opted to go out early to get my bread, tryin' to be good and responsible with my mom's bread and as to not abuse of her kindness (she lets me eat her diet bread when I run out of my own) 'cause I'm such a good daughter.

I walk out, it's nice and chilly --- a little cloudy, perhaps, and I'm like NEAT! I'll go to the other bakery that's further away but has every kind of bread I like and need. Halfway there, it starts to RAIN aggressively. I normally wouldn't care of mind, but my shirt was the rare shirt I have that's in lighter color, I am wearing my flip-flops and the streets are quickly getting muddy and floody. I was on a race against the clock to get home, so I take a far less chaotic route but slightly longer one to get home.

The moment I get home, it stops raining. I kid you fuckin' not I'm sitting here, half naked with all my clothes drenched in the basket, thinkin' "Should I get to the closest bakery then?"

What a fuckin' day, and it's only 10 am!!

EDIT: 11 am, but I have acquired bread..... I just forgot to buy the rest of it.
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