I’ll be completely honest. When I first had the idea to start this blog and sat down to do it a month ago, I had envisioned being one of those professional types who had a focus. Ha. Ha. Haaa. Right, with my personality? I don’t know who I was trying to fool. I dabble in too many different areas of life to be happy in dedicating all of my time and energy into one subject. This is why I will never be famous. But at least I have a great ass.
A lot of things have changed since the inception of this blog, many of which you don’t need to know. Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain. (JK. Pay attention to me plz.) But there is one major change everyone should be aware of.
We all knew that I wouldn’t be able to wait and blog about this after Royal Edition’s release, so I’m going to go ahead and do it. I have no self-control and that’s 100% fine. It’s fine. It’s fine. It’s not a secret among my friends that this is my #1 ship in the FFXV fandom. Wow, who would have thought? A sexy man who has his shit together? And a British accent and glasses? And the fact I’m Noctis? No, you know what? Let’s tell it how it is: Ignis fetish. I have an Ignis fetish. And because of that, who better to examine the relationship between these two than me?
I will say that I usually support the canon pairings. This has to be the first Final Fantasy game where I didn’t. No, it’s nothing against Luna. She’s badass in my opinion. But that is another topic for another day. Today’s topic is in regards to the romantic relationship and pairing of Ignis Scientia and Noctis Lucis Caellum. If this bothers you, please use the emergency exit on your browser. It’s that little arrow in the top left corner. For everyone else, keep reading! I’m giving awaya Ignis/Noctis doujin at the end of this post!
Fair warning: I’m not going to detail every plot-point in this post. I’m going to focus on certain interactions that were key to me. I might explain some emotion behind them, but I do suggest watching Brotherhood to have a better grasp of their interactions so you can decide for yourself if I’m just a crazy fanboy or if my conspiracy theories are actually true.
This post contains spoilers for: FFXV: Brotherhood, Platinum Demo, & Episode Ignis.
I had debated whether or not anyone would want to read about my daily life. But because I’m very self-important, I decided that yes, you guys would love to know the juicy gossip going down because I’m messy like that. No excuses. I just like to hear myself talk and subsequently read my own writing. I’m so humble. I mean, I’m practically Mother Theresa.
Recently, I’ve been settling into the happy life of a monogamous relationship. You know, the usual. I’m having meltdowns over minor infractions and thirsting over my morning & nightly phone-calls because yes, we are long-distance. Not just a few hours. Oh no. There’s a whole continent and the pacific ocean between us. It’s been great! HA. Ha. Ha. ha… No, really, I’m actually extremely happy and for a jaded person like me, it’s like I’ve found the land of unicorns farting cotton candy.
But there’s a small little rain cloud hanging over the picture of happiness. Who are all of these girls coming after my man? Of course, since I’m that person who lives for drama (including my own), I’m riding this roller coaster and screaming all the way down.
It’s 2018 and we fucking finally have a gay idol. Praise Korean Jesus! Now, for those of you who know about gay culture in Korea, it won’t be that much of a shock that it’s taken this long for something like this to happen. In fact, it might even be surprising that it’s finally happened. Hell, back in America, it’s still rare for someone to come out at the height of their career and not face backlash from it. I can’t speak so much for other countries, including those in Europe, South America, Africa, and Australia, so I’m not going to pretend I know a lot about those cultures (except I’m pretty sure the penguins in Antartica are more progressive than we are as humans.) If you haven’t seen it yet, check it out!
One thing that has been on my mind a lot is the backlash he is facing- and it’s not just because of his polarizing vocal style, the chill beat of his debut song, or the stylistic choices made in his music video. For those who dislike the song, I’ll say it again for the people in the back: you are entitled to like/dislike what you want. This isn’t attacking anyone for their personal opinions on the song itself. Let’s get that straight. BUT!
It becomes an issue, however, when people feel personally victimized by the fact that the LGBTQ+ community and allies are, for the most part, rallying around HOLLAND to support his debut whether or not they feel that the music is to their tastes. I’ve seen the argument “It’s not fair. There are many talented artists that don’t have the backing of a community, so they never become popular.” And this is where the concept of privilege comes in. So buckle your seatbelts, hang on to your carseat, check your bigotry at the door, and get ready for a wild ride.
Welcome to the 2nd installment of The Great Divide of FFXV! I am your host Jules, and today we are going to be discussing multimedia platforms being used as a method of storytelling. Hopefully you guys have read my previous post about this topic which can be found here. If you haven’t, please do. I’m not going to tolerate pettiness here that doesn’t come from my mouth. Please and thank you. Now, back to the main topic at hand. Clearly, there is a lot of disconnect going on between fans who loved the use of different platforms being used to tell the story and those who hated not having it packaged within cutscenes of the game itself.
But is there a right or wrong answer? Should gaming industries avoid using multimedia platforms to tell a story? Short answer: no. Long answer: it’s a little more complicated than that. Continue reading →
Today in the news, Final Fantasy XV continues to draw controversy from raging fans who feel butthurt that Square Enix did not cater to their every need. I’ve heard all of the arguments before, and we’re going to discuss them right here, right now.
So grab your popcorn, hide your kids, hide your wife. If you feel butthurt, go take a shit and come back to me when you’ve got it all out of your system. I’m going to say this right now: I think Final Fantasy XV is a good game. Actually, it’s one of my favorites because I personally identify with Noctis, being a prince and all. Are there problems with it? Sure. Do they warrant all of the hate? Well…
I’ve noticed in the very vocal online community, people are struggling to make sense of their justifications for choosing who to give that precious player commendation to at the end of the dungeon. It’s one of the many moments in this game that will trick you into believe you are a god. Everyone has a different method for handing out their table scraps from the best glam to the simple act of not sucking.
Okay, but what is a player commendation? If you’re like me, you played your entire 35-level free trial without noticing the button in the bottom right corner. It’s almost like the game is subtly telling you that no one actually deserves to feel like they did a good job. Sounds like my teachers in school are behind this programming. Basically, a player commendation is right above a participation trophy but below a gold medal at the local bowling tournament. A gold star, if you will, to tell the person “congrats on not being the worst player here.”
Then you can leave the dungeon and realize that everyone thought you were trash, and you don’t deserve a gold star.
Now, I’m sure that you’ve imagined every possible scenario for what it’ll be like to step foot off airplane, it’s actually time to board your flight. Make sure you didn’t forget your passport (and certificate of eligibility if you’re not on a tourist visa- available at your local Japanese embassy which is likely a 2-5 hour drive away).
Oh, and plane ticket, that’s pretty important. Be ready to not sleep for however long your flight is and arrive in Japan looking like you just lost a roshambo challenge to a weed-whacker.
No matter how nicely you dress to arrive, an overnight plane trip is going to make you look like you’ve lost a fight to a very persistent mongoose. Don’t even try to sleep if you’re not in business class. What, you think airlines try to make you comfortable? Pretty sure I wouldn’t spend my flights strapped into a carseat if that was the case.
But if you’re ever feeling angry at being the last to get off the plane, last in line, crappy economy seat- just remember that those in business class are the most likely to die in the event of a crash.
Take a moment to realize that you could be paying more to end your life in a fiery flame and then settle in, feeling more confident that yes, aisle 52, seat C is exactly the safest seat on the airline *(not actually proven to my knowledge.)
shusshin wa doko desu ka. / Dochira kara desu ka?*
Cab driver talking to me, and I’m like
One of the most common phrases I hear as soon as I get in a cab and before I can jam my headphones back into my ears is “Where are you from?” It took me a few times listening for the key words as, strangely, in my Japanese class, this is not one of the topics we spent a lot of time on.
I used to be able how to tell someone my major in perfect, formal Japanese, but after being out of university for over a year, I’ve even lost that ability. Best part is when I haven’t switched over to my Japanese-speaking-brain, I fumble for a second and they translate for me first. They know more English than I know Japanese! It’s just embarrassing. Sometimes I’m just sitting there in a morning daze like “Where am I from?”
Oh boy, my favorite question in the whole wide world! The www, if you will. Any skeptics out there will be throwing up their arms like “uh, duh, it’s illogical” to which I’d like to remind you that I’m not a logical person. And imagining my Pisces friends as little fish in a tank is absolutely hilarious and partially true.
I would love to sit here and tell you what I tell my friends in real life: Oh, I don’t really believe in that stuff. It’s just for fun! But you bet your ass that after we meet and start getting along, I’ll be asking your birthday and snooping into unseen personality traits that may not exist due to my own incessant curiosity. And YES, it is fun. You don’t see me telling you to stop playing Monopoly because you aren’t playing with real money or little kids to stop believing in Santa. This is my Santa, and I’ll be damned if some adults are going to ruin it for me. Ho ho ho, bitches.