I got to open 5 packs of Pokemon – Primal Clash a whole MONTH early. So awesome.
This is a list of cards I am selling (make sure it’s from the seller: Outcast Dimension for tcgplayer or RenaissanceRiah for Ebay):
Chief Engineer foil
I found my old collection and look what I found in it: Among many other things!! I loved looking through this. Nostalgia up the butt. And I didn’t realize how many good/ semi valuable cards I had.. at the very least they are collectible lol I even had a few ex’s and I think one secret rare. Which i had no clue about. I kind of dropped the ball and lost touch for a while so I don’t know what a lot of the new things are. Can anyone tell me how to tell if a card is ultra rare??
I absolutely love the Pokemon games. I have played several of them (though I have only finished a couple). I plan to replay them and review them later on. I had the original silver version, but that was one of the ones I never finished. It seems like it was a bit different, though. But, I can’t fully remember. Anyways, the graphics on this game are amazing. I loved the look of the game. Though I lost my Pokewalker, I liked the idea of that feature. It’s actually quite ingenious because you can level up on your day to day tasks AND it promotes health in kids, since if they run around it’ll increase the levels more. The game had twists and turns that I didn’t expect. The other games I had beat seemed to be a little more straight forward. In this game it had me going back and forth as you have to revisit areas. But, i feel this lends a nice level of depth to it. Someone with a little more know how probably has no problem with it. Over all, I liked this game very much.
I’m sorry that I haven’t posted in a while. Life has been getting busy lately. But, what’s new, right?
There are so many things I want to review, but I always refresh my mind by rereading or re-watching or re-playing what I review. I just haven’t had time for that lately. I promise I’ll try harder, though.
Things I plan to review:
Beyond Two Souls
If there’s anything you would like me to review also, just let me know 🙂
Today, I found myself arguing (sort of) about who gets which Evee evolution. After we got a plush Evee at Comic Con, my finace and I wanted to collect all the evolutions. He told me he had to have Umbreon. I compromised after he made a compelling argument and said he could have the Umbreon, but I wanted Espeon. Then he named off Flareon, Vaporeon, and Jolteon and I said no to each. They were mine. I had to have the originals. I love them. He tried to dissuade me, but he now way. I told him we could both get Jolteon if he wanted, one would be at his house and a bigger one would be at mine ;). He let me have those three and then named off Glaceon, Leafeon, and Faireon. I agreed to let him have them. When we live together, we will essentially have all of them anyways, but for now we have to decide. It was much dorkier and cuter in person, I promise. But, I stopped and realized we were just debating Pokemon plushes. And I found it awesome! I was so glad I could do that with him :p
This is a paper I wrote for a Creative Non-Fiction class. It describes an example of an Outcast Dimension (geek-out spot).
He Says It’s In His Veins
He sits here, in my room, at the end of my bed, legs touching his chest in a crouch that leaves his butt hovering a few inches from the comforter. In this position Jeff reminds me of a perched bird about to take flight. He is completely comfortable this way. Even though he could stay like that for hours, he changes position: legs crossed and tucked under him. His attention is on a conversation with our friend, Amos. They talk about everything: from Pokémon to the gods and theology. Long, complicated ideas bounce between them, broken up now and then by bits of humor. Jeff’s boyish charm lights his face with a wide smile and his chocolate brown eyes shine beneath his thick lashes. His shoulders shake with sudden laughter and I am smiling with him.
His sun tanned skin stands out against his baby blue shirt, which is at least a size too big and hangs below his waist. I can imagine it is comfortable, though. The thick cotton is soft beneath my fingers. His socks, like his shirt, don’t have a stain on them. They are pure white. How does that happen? Even when I wear brand new socks and keep my shoes on all day, when I take them off there is some coloration or some wear shown in them. But, his remain clean.
His shoes lay abandoned on my floor under the side table that doubles as a chess board and next to my twilight book (which he hates). Posters and pictures and records layer the walls. Clothes and papers and books litter the floor. One shelf is full of knick knacks and rocks, another full of movies, and three more full of books. On top of my dresser is my fish tank with my neon fish swimming obliviously inside. And what space is left is filled with me, Jeff, Amos, and Alison (Amos’s girlfriend) who is pressed into the corner looking up YouTube videos on my computer. But, he is completely comfortable here in the chaos that is my room.
Jeff dons his usual sunglasses on top of his head, nestled into his dark brown, almost black hair. They are a regular fixture on him, though the lenses are scratched and pitted from years of use. As he gestures in his conversation his silver dragon claw ring flashes in the light. This, too, has become a regular fixture on him, a part of him.
As he gets off the bed to play an RPG (Role Playing Game) with Amos, he grabs his Mtn. Dew bottle. He is never without Mtn. Dew; he says it’s in his veins. I have never seen him drink water for as long as I’ve known him. He refuses to drink it. In addition to Mtn. Dew he is never without his red lunchbox. He keeps his wallet, phone, magic cards, and other such things in it.
He sits down on the hard wood floor, in the only bare patch, making himself at home in my messy room, and loses himself in the game. As Jeff is writing something on the game sheet Amos picks up a stuffed pink flamingo from the floor and places it on Jeff’s shoulder. Whether Jeff is oblivious or not, he leaves it on his shoulder. It slips down his back as he leans forward, but settles halfway down. Still, he leaves it there. After a few moments he finally realizes the flamingo is there and, instead of flinging it off, he places it on the bed gently.
The two men continue to hash out a new system for playing the RPG and talk about weapons, dice rolls, point systems, and gear to bring on a hypothetical journey. Off and on, they add bad accents to their conversation and joke about sexual innuendos. Jeff’s laugh sounds like a “tee-hee hee hee” and cuts across the conversation, making me smile yet again. His deeper, brooding nature seems to be put on hold, over shadowed by the joy of spending an evening with friends. He turns around and sends me a kiss through the air. When I tell him I am going to write about his kissy face he just shrugs and smiles at me. I close my journal, get off the bed, and enjoy the rest of the night with him.
This is awesome. It’s so cute. I love how they bring Pokemon into the world. I especially like the puppets. The live action and effects are great. And the song is kind of catchy. Corny musical aside, it’s worth a watch. They definitely know about Pokemon and it’s an original take. I enjoyed it.