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FINALLY! I've come down to a version of Sagaset that is presentable :) I've passed my internals and will now move to the external defense next week and now I can get to enjoy my Holy Week. This thesis project took it's toll on me being in conceptualization for eons and produced in like around half a year.

And I was lucky enough to get permission to use the rich music from our own artists Chino Toledo and Grace Nono. :D

Anyhoo for a brief background on the movie:

I am currently studying MultiMedia Arts in the College of St. Benilde here in the Philippines. And y'know after playing so many games I decided to focus a bit more on 3D animation (I entered the school thinking I'd be making cartoons) so as the culmination of what I learned in school, I made a 3D movie.

The original script was an hour long movie with multiple characters and locations and it was supposed to feature multiple endings as viewers would use their DVD remotes to sway the storyline to their intended ends. Soon however I cut it down to 10min and no more multiple endings because 60min was waaaay too long for one guy to undertake. Being part of a story that would take a format of 26 episodes this would be like .. "episode 1/4" hahaha!

The models, rigging, textures, animation, lighting, editing, direction, script, and whatever else 3D and story related were done by me. :)

btw it's technically not done yet (again) ill add a couple of scenes and replace the one part where the Elder lost her necklace :P

About the movie:

Sagaset was conceived as a dark fantasy movie that is also a parallelism of the Philippine's history with dashes of its folklore and myth added in.

A powerful country decides to increase their territory by expanding into the untouched magical realm of Teir'Dana. Slowly, Teir'Dana falls to the might of their conquerers... until they reach its sacred mountain forests inhabited by cunning warriors of might and magic.

This is a story about a young woman thrust amidst all this chaos as she finds her place in this epic war.
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Anyway, this is my first ever 3D movie made, so excuse the amateurishness haha! I hope you enjoy watching

Ok... me, Tak and Yapi, late one night were retro gaming and played a few "Capcom vs. SNK 2" games.(a classic 2D fighting game) After a while I noticed something and pointed at Tak's favorite character "Yun"





He DOES kinda look like Richard Gutierrez!!
Ahahah! Seperated at birth or baka suma-sideline si Yun dito sa Pilipinas kasi waiter lang ata siya from where he comes from. Lalang haha!

The Culmination of my Schooling in the College of St. Benilde
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SAGASET: THE ENDLESS CHRONICLE
due HOPEFULLY by March... exact date TBA

Featuring the voices of
Raphy Abaño
Yasmin Sanchez
Yapi Santiago
Jamie Inocian
Rafael Ortiz
Karl Puzon





Synopsis:
A powerful country decides to increase their territory by expanding into the untouched magical realm of Teir'Dana. Slowly, Teir'Dana falls to the might of their conquerers... until they reach its sacred mountain forests inhabited by cunning warriors of might and magic.

This is a story about a young woman thrust amidst all this chaos as she finds her place in this epic war.

Karl http://punkcoco.livejournal.com/ had an interesting blog entry and shared it with me on YM. Trying to test .. the test... of it's accuracy I took it myself. Really, I found it fun to answer more so than the other internet quizzes I got, and also... there are negative results if you answer in that manner. so anyway, 'ere ya go!











o__o;

The Dream Journal thing went out of the loop already. It's been like... Dream #18 now. Some of it I can't say, some I already forgot... So anyway

Strolling into punkfish's journal I came across those damn quiz stuffies. Got so bored that I clicked.. and clicked.. and clicked.. and.. woop x_x

Your Linguistic Profile:

45% General American English

25% Yankee

20% Dixie

5% Upper Midwestern

0% Midwestern

Your Brain is 80% Female, 20% Male

Your brain leans female You think with your heart, not your head Sweet and considerate, you are a giver But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!

You Are 77% Indie

You're a very indie person, and admit it, you look down a little on people who strive to be normal. You'll indulge in a little mainstream pop culture every now and then. But for you, anything not indie is a guilty pleasure!

You're an Passionate Kisser

For you, kissing is about all about following your urges If someone's hot, you'll go in for the kiss - end of story You can keep any relationship hot with your steamy kisses A total spark plug - your kisses are bound to get you in trouble

You Should Learn Japanese

You're cutting edge, and you are ready to delve into wacky Japanese culture. From Engrish to eating contests, you're born to be a crazy gaijin. Saiko!

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free. In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved. You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring. You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance. Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets. Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it. In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.

Goodness.

and my favorite

Your Penis Name Is...

Goliath

hahahaha win~ 4am already.. sleeep. Just watched Superman too on IMax. Boy. Don't sit near the screen, my head hurts. ( o)_(o )

I skipped dream #3 :)

This was a long dream. o_o
and I HAVE BEEN GETTING SO MANY DREAMS LATELY. Maybe it's when you start a dream journal you dream more often...
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It’s an odd dream. I feel like I just watched a movie. Actually, It felt like I was in a movie.

The details got blurred again because my mother woke me up and spoke to me as I was trying to recall the dream.

She was beautiful, a sort of cross between Kate Beckinsale and Elizabeth Hurley, she was trying to infiltrate this building complex. It’s made up of familiar things to me: The entrance was like a mix of Continental Court’s main entrance and Enchanted Kingdom’s with rails and hallway. Dignitaries were coming in from the street and walking towards it.

The dream felt third person again. The events were construed and happening outside of my knowledge. I saw her try to infiltrate the building and escape. She needed a team. The next day came. A black long limo pulled up along the street and she came out beautiful as ever in sort of like a women’s trench coat and shades all black as night. Then came out the rest of her team, for as much as I can remember I know one of them was a dude with tattoos around him wearing a black sleeveless shirt and leather pants, and this girl named Rhea, who looked weak but oddly enough fitted in even though she wore contemporary clothes. She wore white as well. The dream took a different turn now as she approached someone, and this someone was me.

What followed were a series of events placed together like a plot in a movie. She told us we were to enter, split up, and meet up at a designated place. Entering the place was already a problem. I was paired up with the tattooed sleeveless guy who’s aura felt like that of an acquaintance that I know who is learned. Ma’am Kate Beckinsale woman (let’s dub her Mystery) went in ahead. Rhea was in front of us paired up with an associate that didn’t feel familiar to me.

We were along the railings as a guard stopped Rhea and said that her ID was invalid. She took it out and the guard grabbed it. (okay this part is weird) my partner took the ID and her picture was inside and he took mine and put her picture inside my ID’s plastic covering (like in a driver’s license) Tattoo who now seemed like a guy wearing a black polo (odd) said in a calm voice that if ever they need to look for her they just search him out and he’ll help. The guard was confused but accepted and let us both in.

I was driving alone. The inside of the place seems like a cross between the streets in Taft and Makati crossed with Enchanted Kingdom. The same roads yet the sidewalk are from the theme park, even the construction being done on the road are familiar. I was scared. The police were around guarding my every move. I ducked into an abandoned house. It was huge with a huge empty lot in front of it.

I went down and went looking for a place to take a piss. The house was messy, with half eaten ribs on plates around, still with the sauce dripping and used kitchenware strewn about. It had the same long balcony from my previous dreams. I chanced across a room while holding my crotch because I really needed to pee. Then I felt his presence. I think it was my instructor from Capoeira class, and I think he was with his missus, however his wife was dark skinned yet golden with long brown wavy hair; kind of looked like Christy on those Tekken games.

I saw a bin (don’t laugh) that smelled like urine. There was a plate of steak and ribs on top of it yet it seems that it was okay to piss at. This bin wasn’t inside a room. It was on the hall in open air, but it seemed okay as it already looked like it was pissed on. Then I felt movement, both to my left and right. They were going to catch me with my pants down, but I was more concerned at who those people were and that they were going to catch me in the middle of my mission (not the pissing but the mission Mystery gave me haha this is so weird)

It was my instructor and his wife; him to my left and her to my right. I was about to apologize or run but they stopped me and recognized me and gave me a place to stay for the mission duration. He also apologized for the mess and confessed he was a messy guy.

I was driving and I got lost. I followed a car and turned to my right thinking that he was going to go around the place. I checked the street signs and I knew I was going the wrong way. I ended up turning on a road to exit the place and it was one way. I got tense and started backing up the car. I was exiting the road when a bunch of police sounded their sirens and went near my car to hail me down. I put down my window but they didn’t see me. It seems that their attention was to an SUV beside me. I was tense… really tense.

We all met up at a convention in the instrutor’s house. We were dressed formally. Mystery and the rest of them were there. There were conversations and events that went lost to time and memory. What I could remember was that we were found out. A man aging and bald dressed in a suit exclaimed out loud to catch all of us. I was the first to run outside. I ran out but I was greeted by gunned men who were dressed up in cowboy-bandit uniform (weird weird) others soon followed me as I lay there staring at the men. A lot of people it seems were associated with Mystery. I noted a fat man in a suit and figures guarding him, as well as other men, I don’t recall women. They opened fire and I was on the run. I ran far and tried to lose them in what seemed to be abandoned trucks with junk on it. I was getting tired and they were catching up.

Losing breath I turned around to face them. They were carrying odd weapons, a hand saw, a bat with barbed wire, a two by four. I only had a piece of metal that I knew I could slice them with, but it was hardly a weapon. It was more like a piece of tin foil. One of them came out me and I lunged forward to slice him. It was successful, and it went on as I was about to defeat all of them in hand to hand combat.

I remember Mystery congratulating me. It felt great.

The guard at the entrance caught Rhea, Mystery told me that the guard was left confused and chased after her.

( blank )

We exited the place from where we entered. Mystery thanked me.

There was a confrontation with our enemies (it seems the enemies appeared to be owners of the place) and in true movie fashion Mystery greeted them and all I know was that she had the last laugh.

(Mom woke me up)

:(

I have to make this typing quick 'cause I'm loosing so many important details.

-dream-
I'm another building shaped like... hmmm... Europa a condominium in Baguio. It's the presence of those balconies again. (atleast when you step outside the room.)

Some details of the room doesn't seem to elude me. There are two beds from where I can see them. I was sleeping in between them on a mattress, and here's something I failed to mention last time: I can see myself in a 3rd person point of view. Something like in computer games where you see the character in front of you. Then it usually shifts back to first person perspective after a while. Then there are "cut-in" scenes that close-up on an action I do like in a movie. I could tell what color it is I look at as well.

I was inside the room... sleeping. (I forgot whats next)

I was inside the room... sleeping then I jump out of bed and look to the wall as cockroaches come out of it I run outside the room. I know that there are people inside that I'm familiar with.

I was inside the room... sleeping. Suddenly I'm sitting somewhere talking intimately with a friend. (In real life I don't know her too well) It seems that we might have a relationship.

I'm standing in the room when her ex comes out and talks to me like a friend.

I was inside the room... sleeping. I wake up. The cockroaches are coming out of the wall again. I put my hand under the bed and roll to the side taking out a japanese sword. (wtf wtf too much anime?) Then this voice inside me goes on and on about how hard it is to kill cockroaches with a sword but I proceed to counter with technical ramblings on how to defeat said cockroach horde with my uber sword. I proceed to stomp the cockroackes and poke it's carcass with my katana.

I run out of the room as the cockroaches swarm the place. A friend yells inside "oooooh you hit him." I rush back in expecting that I hit someone. It seems that a friend (no name) hit my father with an elbow (2nd appearance of my father since I started my journal) he lies on the mattress sprawled over and I swear I see smoke on his face ala anime again. He is pressumed dead from an elbow to the face. It is then determined that he is still alive. He grabs me by the collar.

My father is sitting on the bed as I listen to him on top of the mattress. Here's his speech as much as I can decipher it:

"Hey you goin' out with her? It's okay. I know (bzzzzzz) Alam mo okay lang yan, try mo lang na i-try basta safe ka lang ah." *Does the two fist pump action with pelvic thrust thingy* Kasi~ (bzzzzzz) Ha? (bzzzzzzz)"

(I know it's weird, what a role model eh noh? BUT THATS HOW HE WAS IN MY DREAM. THe buzzing were parts that escaped me na. Maybe it's my dreams version of selective hearing or details that eluded me as time went by.)

I am inside my room sleeping... with a katana in my hand (sheathed)
-dream-

Sorry if it jumps from one scene to the next or I just utter a statement. I may not be grammatically correct but it's also how my dreams played out. My brain gives me all these signals and most of them are just statements. The dream seemed like it lasted a lifetime. Like I lived there for a long time already. That was my home, and certain details of my life were clear already to me like that we were staying there for a long time already and the no-name friends there. Only two of my friends there had a name. The person I was talking to and the ex.

I try to recreate the dream as well as possible to it's rawest form so I can read it again in this livejournal. Haha~ sorry in advanced to people who snap a nerve reading this post. Take care!

Yeesh, I have weird dreams lately and I guess today I just decided to log all the odd dreams I have in my online journal.

Recently I had two dreams:

I was waiting for my blasted computer to connect to the internet, and stupid PLDT was acting up again. I launched up Da Vinci Decoded video I just downloaded and fell asleep watching it on my bed.

-dream-
I woke up and felt a haunting spirit floating around me. It's one of those "I woke up in my dream" kind of things. I felt like I was being watched in my room. I was lying down on my bed. A bed that is surrounded by large windows; one facing the bed another to its right, just to give you guys a picture. I felt heavy and my breathing was tense. I didn't feel alone.
-dream-

I woke up staring at the Mona Lisa gleaming through my monitor. It never felt so discomforting in my entire life.

Next I decided to call it a night and sleep again. I put on a large shirt and my basketball shorts and fell asleep again.

-dream-
Stuck atop an extremely tall building; I knew two things.

1) I was with some of my friends and a whole group of strangers
2) We were in a porch or large balcony. We weren't indoors.
3) We were expecting something terrible to happen


As soon as I could grasp the situation other people started appearing outside, atop other tall buildings. It was night and the city lights lit the whole place yet there was a unnerving silence with a hints of panic from the citizens. I forgot the conversations that had taken place, all I knew is that at the very moment everyone started to quiet down the building shook, and we were leaning sideways slowly.

As the building held on its very foundations I was pushed back to the wall with a friend of mine. Suddenly I grabbed her hand to get her attention and told her it wasn't safe here. We hurried to the exit as I screamed to my friends to follow. However the building started to shake and grumble as it titled toward my direction. It was all screaming from this point on, as I remained quiet seeing the building slowly fall to its side. I looked around to catch a glimpse of floods and powerful earthquakes.

Then I blacked out.

I woke up in a desert place, with train tracks. I was tired in this desolate place. I could feel the presence of the friend I was with as I talked to her, but I can hardly recall if I ever saw her.

We were lost. I ended up on something that resembled an abandoned train station. Before I could enter, the familiar sound of a helicopter was approaching. It gets wierd here. I could remember a helicopter with missiles on it, prepared for war, and I remember that I know my father was there. He was on side of its entrance. I kept waving trying to get his attention but to no avail. It crashed, probably from a shot somewhere. I went to the helicopter and he was seated there, although he didn't survive...
-dream-

I woke up. o______o

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THIS?!

I should let everyone into a secret. Well okay... it's no secret. My blogging is on the same ratio of my being bored. My best motivation must always be boredom.

boredom: I blog

Aside from which I update my deviantart http://aridpoison.deviantart.com/ which I will try to update more now. So if any of you are interested you can check 'em out.

The creative juices are starting to pour once again. Slowly it's being filled up by our recent Pen and Paper games, and since I'm already done squeezing the crap out of my brain for the script for my thesis.

I just find writing so hard. Well to be more precise writing effectively is hard. I can write the whole damn day, but the pressure of trying to adhere to a certain target audience or just the point of trying to please people is difficult. However it's good that I have good friends like Punkfish to do some proofreading for me. Thanks man! Now scripts out of the way I can go back to what I enjoy more... drawing.

These months the whole squad's been up playing Vampire. The effect of our recent gaming has been plunging me to search for more for the macabre, sensual and horrific. I checked out my favorites in deviant and I noticed that the theme was usually -dark + chick- a symptom of this is probably my recent search of gothrock over the internet, and NO I will not be dressing up in a trenchcoat, putting on fake fangs and make-up... although I did buy a trenchcoat even if I do live in a humid tropical environment.

In recent weeks this creativity burst must have probably been boosted by the fact that I am getting out of the house and I'm back to doing physical activities! Fencing was made harder for me because I'm sorta locked out of my school (Leave of Abscence requires you to give your school ID) So I took up Capoeira, and man it was great. My whole body ached and it's great to learning something as interesting and unique.

It's ironic that sometimes in order to concentrate on something, you have to spend more time doing something.

And that reminds me. Singles Awareness Day aka Valentines? Never felt it. I spent the day picking up my grandfather and having lunch with him. (He's not my date haha!) I never get to talk to my grandfather that much, and it was a nice experience talking with him. That man gets younger everytime I see him. Once he kept talking about how I should grow up, now we're both in Mcdonalds checking out some ass. Its true. Then I bought my mother some flowers and laid them on the bed.

She wasn't suprised because my father bought her the exact same flowers earlier. Boo. LOL. For dinner my mother, father and I had a candle light dinner under the stars in our gazebo with Kentucky Fried Chicken.

So what's Valentines 2006 for me? Mcdonalds + KFC The love is in my belllllyyyyy~

Anyhoo, till next time! Ciao for now!

Okay, my second try at putting down my thoughts on the internet. To any of you who checked out the little piece of crap I put up in high school. Please for the love of all humanity do not post it, for if ye shall, ye shall taste my almighty wrath.

Naturally though it’s still hard for me to write down stuff because I naturally think displaying my life everyday is kind of dumb.

Carlo sat beside me today. He’s so cute. Sabi niya I’m pretty… kaya lang, I’m fat.

Also to say the least, my hugely pessimistic side comes out during writing and I will be the emo dork that’s lurking inside of me (and which I think is resurfacing the more I jot down stuff) Let’s just say my current friends as of now love chasing the wholey melancholy me away, whether through explosions, jellyfish, logical garbage (haha!), tentacles o_o and stuff (inside jokes, don’t worry)

For now I am troubled with the fact that I’m just full of contradictions as of late, stress, and piled up work which results from procrastination… which produces more procrastination. This week however was different. I have been working non-stop and my ass has been spent on this very chair I sit on. I feel more active actually, maybe it’s the work I’ve been doing. It makes me feel: productive. It’s been great, but I can’t wait to get back to procrastinating again because, heck. It rocks.

~Now I’ll stop writing because I actually wrote down 3 pages of non coherent thoughts and mellow downs and I just deleted them because it’s eating me up.~