Clannad and Clannad After Story

Never have I ever seen anything quite as beautiful as Clannad. It’s based off a visual novel of the same name by Key and very loyally follows the content within it. Much like many anime that are out there the main characters are mostly students in high school. The central theme of the story I would say would be growing up. Over the time it took for me to watch it I grew to love every single one of the characters. Unlike many anime that I’ve seen this one’s characters are dynamic and grow with the events that happen within the show. Along with the story and the characters the soundtrack fits the show perfectly. Even the extra content created is beautiful and creates their own sense of closure within themselves.

I grew to love Tomoya Okazaki, the protagonist of the entire series and a slacker. He has a strong habit of cutting class and ignoring lectures because he would rather waste his time than learn. Throughout the school he is known as a delinquent and he very regularly pulls pranks and jokes on his friends and fellow students. Tomoya meets Nagisa Furuwaka on one of his walks. She is the main heroine of the story and is a repeat senior at her school because she spent a lot of her time sick her first senior year. She has poor self-esteem and self-confidence, but things change when Tomoya begins speaking to her (and he speaks his mind quite bluntly at times). He helps her achieve her dream of reviving the drama club and all throughout they make many new friends. You also get to meet dozens of other colorful characters that all have great importance to the series. Tomoya helps Fuko Ibiki, a shy girl that at first is very timid around him as well as stubborn, get all the people in the school to go to her big sister’s wedding. He helps Kotomi Ichinose, a quiet genius that is at first awkward at socializing, learn how to socialize and deal with old scars. Each of these characters and many more grow and find a way into your heart. Tomoya grows from his childhood into manhood quite well through the whole series, and many of the other characters follow similarly.

The series explores friendship, family, and love very thoroughly. Each of the characters have their share of loss as well as gain. All of the grow in their own way. There are fights. There is romance. The humor is fantastic, not many shows have got me laughing as heartily as Clannad. There were times where I would be excited over the cuteness of several of the characters. There were also times were I would cry at the beautiful, the happy, and the sad. It is very stimulating in every aspect of the word, but it is not overwhelming. The series is most definitely emotional, but not in a way the leaves you exhausted and depressed, and more in a way that leaves you satisfied and happy.

If anyone were to ask me what my favorite anime was I would say “Clannad hands down” and then recommend it highly. I have never felt this good after finishing any other anime series.

Short Story Series: Tyler

“Tyler Emmin, can you educate the class on the history of the Civil War?” The question had caught Tyler “T” Emmin off guard. Once again he had been caught staring at the brunette beauty Crystal Vaine, but this time it was by a teacher.

He blushed as the class laughed at him. “I’m sorry, sir.”

Mr. Mora, the history teacher, rolled his eyes. “Once again lost in the clouds and all you have to say is sorry. Next time, you’re going to have a talk with me after class. Now pay attention.”

Not that there ever was a talk, he just said that to try and get his students to pay attention, nobody ever had to talk with him after class unless they did something other than stare at beautiful women.

T listened to Mr. Mora drone on some more about Gettysburg before he began to space out again. He had a dream the other night, a dream about Crystal and him together in a relationship and it was beautiful. Of course in real life she probably didn’t even know T existed. Not very many people noticed him. T was shorter than the average sixteen year-old and didn’t fit in with the cliques in the high school. Even some outsiders treated him as an outsider. He did have a few important friends, one being his best friend since childhood: Tara Jenkins.

After class T walked to the cafeteria where he’d meet up with Tara and the Kents: Frank and Rachel. They all knew about his crush on Crystal.

As she sat at the dinner table, Rachel asked. “So, T, have you asked Crystal out yet?”

T blushed and shook his head. “No.”

Tara looked accusingly at T. “I still don’t get why you like her. She’s just a rich preppy girl, not even your type.”

T shrugged. “She’s pretty?”

Tara smacked her own forehead with the palm of her hand. “Right, because that means anything.”

T frowned. She didn’t have to be so rude about it. “I talked with her once.”

Tara began fixing her hair. “Yeah, I know. ‘She was really nice’. Of course you couldn’t say anything back to her, so it’s more like she talked to you not with you.”

Rachel smacked the table lightly. “Hey, you don’t have to be so mean about it. Yeah, he’s head over heels over her and there’s no real reason for it, but you don’t have to be so mean.”

Tara just glared at Rachel for a while. They began to stare each other down for a while until Rachel blinked.

Rachel then laughed. “You beat me every time.”

T then stood up. His heart pounded in his chest. “I’m going to ask her out.”

Frank glanced up at T. “Are you sure, dude? You look like you’re going to have a heart attack. I’m pretty sure the embarrassment might kill you.”

T quickly nodded. “Yeah. I got this. I’m sick and tired of losing chances to ask her out. She’s right over there, I’m right here, and I’m going over there to ask her.”

T took one step after the other each one seemed to take longer than the last. He tried to keep his breathing calm and his heart from pounding its way out of his chest. He felt the blood rush up to his head and he knew that some people were staring at him. Somehow he made it to the table that Crystal was sitting at although she was talking with her friends. T then tapped her shoulder and when she turned to him he lost his breath.

Crystal looked at him expectantly. “Yes?”

T then exhaled. “WouldyouliketogowithmetoRene’sDinerfordinner? Tonight?”

She blinked, then smiled after a little while. “No thank you, I’m not really interested in you. I don’t think it would work out anyways.”

T was shocked by the calm denial she performed. The cold denial. All those feelings washed away except the embarrassment and that hit him so hard he passed out.

When he came to Tara was sitting next to his bed in the nurse’s office. She smiled when she noticed him wake up. “Well, that could have been worse.”

T looked at her weird. “How so?”

Tara hugged him. “You could’ve passed out before getting denied by Crystal. By the way, real graceful way to ask her out.”

T blushed but he hugged her back. “Shut up.”

Tara looked him in the eyes with her vibrant green eyes. “You are OK, right?”

T’s heart skipped a beat. “Yeah. Thanks.”

“Good.”

He looked down for a moment and then looked Tara back in the eyes. “Uh, Tara? How would you like to have dinner with me at Rene’s Diner tonight?”

She nearly tackled him. “I’d love to.”

Short Story Series: Ross

This was it, the day that he’d win it all. Ross smiled and walked to the mailbox. Within this mailbox would be a check written out to Ross’ name for 8 million dollars that he won from the lottery. Of course taxes were taken off, but the leftover amount of money was still so sizable that anyone could retire off of it. After walking into his house and opening the letter, Ross did a little dance. He nearly screamed like a little girl too.

His first ever lottery ticket and he won! How much more lucky could he get? Oh the things he could get with this money. First, he’d have to put the check in his bank account. With that thought he got into his old jalopy of a car and drove to the bank. The first thing to change would be his car. He had always been eyeing that Porsche 911, so that’s what he would get. What would be next though? Ross realized he was getting ahead of himself and put his mind to one thing at a time.

In the bank, the line was fortunately small and he knew the teller very well. She had at one point been Ross’ girlfriend, after they broke up they slowly reformed their friendship.

Alice noticed the size of the check. “That’s quite a lot, did you get lucky or something?”

Ross grinned a wolfish grin. “Yep.”

She handed him back a deposit slip. “It’ll be a week or two before you can actually use all of the money. Tomorrow you’ll be able to use about $5000 of the money.”

Ross was shocked. “A week or two? Why can’t I use it now?”

She smiled. “It takes a while for big checks like this one to completely transfer over. You’ll be able to use about half of the money in a week though.”

Ross wanted to use the money now. “Oh, OK. Uh, have a good one Alice.”

“Good bye, Ross.”

Ross drove back home in a trance. He won the lottery, but he couldn’t use the money right away. When he made it home, he rested his head against the wheel with his hands still grasping it. Luckiest day of his life and he couldn’t do anything with his luck until next week. “Just my kind of luck.”

College seemed a bit silly now that he had enough money he could retire. Mom and Dad wouldn’t be happy though if he told them he wasn’t going to go to college. A part of him still really wanted to give it a try anyways. Then the thought of being a debt free college student came to mind and he smiled. In one and a half semesters, he’d be graduated from high school and on to college. First, he wanted that car.

Then another dilemma came to Ross’ mind. Who should he tell about the money? His best friends would know. His parents  would find out anyways if he went and bought the Porsche. Should something this big be kept secret? Or should he tell those he knew the best? He had an hour to figure out if he should tell his parents or not, because they both would come home at the same time.

He stepped out of his car and went to his room to listen to rock ‘n’ roll and think. When his parents got home, they called him down for dinner. They had picked up pizza on their way home. At dinner, Ross listened to his parents talk and tried to figure out if he should tell them and how.

Dad looked at Ross. “Are you alright, son? You seem a bit lost today.”

Ross blinked. “Oh, yeah sorry. I was just thinking.”

“Did something interesting happen today at school?”

Ross coughed. “Well, actually. Um, not at school, but here. I, um, I won the lottery.”

Silence.

Ross continued. “It was a lot of money. Uh, and I went to the bank today and put it in my account. I, um, I need help with it though.”

Dad smiled. “You certainly are a lucky one aren’t ya? We’ll help you with it. What exactly do you need help with?”

Avengers: The Movie

You all probably know about the latest Marvel movie and many of you may have already seen it, but for those of you that have yet to watch it or have reservations about it: I have one thing to say. “Watch it.”

I remember several of my friends discussing how they might end up being disappointed by the Avengers movie because of all the build up to them. I remember a few of them even saying they won’t watch the movie because of that. It might be true that if you have all these expectations built up when you see something that’s supposed to be epic it doesn’t seem that way, but I believe the Avengers meets all expectations.

It nicely puts all of the Avengers together. Ironman. The Hulk. Captain America. Thor. Hawkeye. The Black Widow. It puts them together by a single enemy showing up and stealing a valuable item from S.H.I.E.L.D. : the Tesseract, a powerful Asgardian device with infinite self-sufficient energy. Every individual member of the Avengers gets brought in to perform various tasks that suit them best. Thor is a bit of a different story because he shows up to kick the enemy’s rear end back to Asgard for trial and joins up only to get the whereabouts of the Tesseract to take it back home.

Each character having already been developed by their own movies show their true colors very well. I find that the previous development of the characters worked very well to Marvel/Disney’s advantage, because then they were able to get right to the meat of the movie’s story and develop the relationships between each of the characters and all of that without needing to develop the characters themselves.

Overall the action is great, the characters are great, the story is at the very least put together well, and the delivery is as expected: epic. 9/10

Paul Davis’ Story

The pain and anger I felt at those words, hit me so hard for a while I could only see red. I wanted to hunt down the man or men responsible for the explosions and kill them. I have never felt hate and rage so strong at anything, it was overwhelming. My wife and child were both murdered.

The nurse looked at me sadly and then left the room. I let out a savage yell that was so loud two other nurses came running in to see what was wrong.

I recovered, but it took me a couple months. I did the only thing I could think to do: return to work. In my absence things changed. Both of our interns had left and a new one, Alexis took their place. Jake looked like he put on a couple of years and hugged me when he saw me, telling me that I was missed and he’s glad I’m fine. I decided to give the radio station a new direction and proposed it to the Boss.

“Hey, Boss, I’ve got an idea. Jenna inspired me to do it actually, and I would like your permission to do through with it.”

The Boss tilted his head curiously. “Yeah? What is it?”

I coughed. “Well, for most of my life with her, she was a pillar of hope for me. She’s the one that pulled me through all the troubled times I’ve had and she kept telling me to ‘never give up’ and I thought, maybe I could continue that using the radio station. There may not be much hope left for the United States, but there’s still hope that we can be united and have law. I’m not about to let some murdering organization keep that dream from happening. I want to keep the hope for our future alive.”

The Boss smiled. “You got it, Paul. Go for it. If anyone can do this it’s you. Just don’t embarrass me OK?”

I nodded. “Got it.”

When I made it to the mics, Jake shook my hand. “It’s good to have you back, Paul, I’m sorry about what happened.”

I smiled sadly. “It’s not your fault, Jake. You ready to begin this show?”

He looked at me incredulously and all those years faded away. “Ready? I was born ready.”

I laughed. “Good lets do this.”

“And we’re on the air. Hello folks, this is Jake here and can we have a welcome back cheer for Paul Davis?” Jake waited a few moments. “I can’t hear you.”

“Jake, of course you can’t hear them.”

Jake hushed me. “Alright folks, it’s time for the Paul Davis Show!”

I smiled and lightly punched Jake’s shoulder. “Yeah, you heard right folks, I’m back, and boy do I have something for you…”

That’s how I began my campaign for order and unity. My campaign for hope. I didn’t experience any more explosions or shootings. I didn’t find another girl. I didn’t fight in any wars. I did, however, give the people the hope they needed to survive this and create a new and better order.

Cashback

What would you do if you were able to stop time? Ben uses his time stopping for his artistic talent. Wait. That’s not the main point of this beautiful drama. Directed and written by Sean Ellis, Cashback is an excellent story about a young man who just experienced a terrible break-up and has developed insomnia because of it. In order to kill time he gets a night shift job in a grocery store and to pass the time there he develops this ability to stop time and observe the naked beauty of the women who shop there and draw every single one of them.

Ben Willis is a college art student with extraordinary talent, and with an artistic fascination with the female body. His break up hit him so hard that he could not sleep, after he gets the job at the grocery store he begins to interact with the wide spectrum of characters that he has to work with. He has a womanizing and overly competitive manager. A trickster pair of best friends that pass their time by doing some of the craziest stuff. And a few others, but most importantly, he meets Sharon Pintey the only female co-worker who he begins to develop a crush on, but cannot figure out how to let her know.

Every so often you get flashbacks to Ben’s previous crushes and the reasons as to why he has his fascination with the beauty of the female form. The story of the movie is very well put together and while it does indeed have its predictable moments these moments are forgiven by the creative license taken with the movie. The humor throughout the movie is often a little over the top, but so are most of the supporting characters.

Yes, this movie does in fact have nudity, but that is not the entirety of what the movie revolves around.

This still isn’t one of the best movies I’ve ever seen, but it is very well put together and I’ll give it a 8/10.

Cashback

Alpha and Omega

I was bored one night and decided that I wanted to watch the movie Alpha and Omega that was released in 2010 and directed by Anthony Bell and Ben Gluck. I will say that I enjoyed it, but some parts of it weren’t to my taste. In fact I kind of wonder who they were trying to target for an audience with some of the material they put in it. In their previews they presented it as a “Family” film, but as I watched it I had this feeling that something was off about that. This movie isn’t on my top anything list, but it also isn’t anywhere on the worst lists either, if anything it was in the middle of the road.

Now, just about every movie can have this said, but the plot and story of the movie was very predictable. The main point of the film was breaking tradition, as the two main characters were an Alpha, the leaders of the pack, and an Omega, the lower caste among wolves, and they spend the entire movie in love with each other which is taboo in their society. The humor was clever at some points and disappointing at others. The character development was OK, by the end of the movie I did have a sort of connection with the main characters and even some of the minor ones.

Now the major point as the why I felt off about the audience. There are several jokes in there that are tasteless and sexual in nature and executed poorly, and I’m not even sure who they were trying to get to laugh with them. I suppose teenagers in that awkward stage and a little after would find it funny. Maybe college students, I know a few guys that might find some humor in tasteless sexual jokes.

Voice acting was OK, some of the characters I liked better than others. There were definitely points within the film that could have been improved and even some that could have been removed.

Overall, I will give this movie a 6/10 as it isn’t the worst movie I’ve seen, but was nowhere near one of the best.

The Witcher 2: Assassins of Kings

The Witcher 2: Assassins of Kings starts off after the first Witcher game ends. The player also gets to play again in the shoes of Geralt of Rivia, this time he starts out under the hire of King Foltest of Temeria. While CD Project maintained their works with keeping the decision making up to the player as far as how to story progresses with the choice/consequence style of gameplay and the world has stayed the same, that’s as far as the similarities go if you compare The Witcher 2 to its predecessor.

CD Project did a total revamp of gameplay and mechanics and even graphics got an overhaul. The inventory system became much more fluid and gave much more space to work with than the annoying limited space that was available in the first Witcher’s inventory system. Controls got much smoother and instead of clicking on the enemy to attack it with timed combos, the combat system got more intelligent. The graphics moved from being OK for its time to pretty fantastic for its time as the world became more colorful and detailed than before.

The leveling system gives you three different paths to follow: Swordsmanship, Alchemy, and Signs. Each path has its own branches and bonuses that come with its branches. Swordsmanship means you’re not afraid to come out swinging and are often a fearsome opponent in close quarters combat. With Alchemy it means you are a patient hunter that prepares traps for the various monsters you have to deal with throughout the game. Signs gives you the power of magic to play with and the more you train with it the more powerful your Signs become.

The storyline follows a prologue and three acts with defining moments in each act that could change the outcome of the entire game. Much like with BioWare’s Mass Effect series you may import the save file from your previous games into the new one’s and continue your Geralt’s story, I did not do this because somehow by some amazing occurrence my first play through of the Witcher 1 I played cannon exactly.

The Witcher 2 is very replayable as there are multiple endings you may have with several variations based on choices made earlier in the game.

Some issues people may have with the game are the fact that CD Project changed the gameplay style enough that getting used to the different controls from the first Witcher is a little awkard. Another problem I noticed people had was that when it cam to drinking potions, you could not do it on the fly, but the only argument I have against that statement, and it’s weak, is if you’ve seen the videos for the Witcher you see Geralt drinking his potions before he enters combat because a Witcher is always prepared with everything he needs for combat before it happens.

Overall, I highly recommend the Witcher 2: Assassins of Kings to any person who finds great enjoyment in dark fantasy worlds, role playing, fantasy-style combat, or just a plain good story.

The Witcher 2: Assassins Of Kings Enhanced Edition

Paul Davis’ Story

I was on my way to work when suddenly there was a roaring sound and my car flipped over. For a moment I thought I was dreaming still, but reality hit me when the car hit the ground. Pain spiked across my chest and neck as whiplash twisted my neck in ways it shouldn’t and the seat belt tightened against me. I lost my breath and began to see spots. Only one phrase went through my head: what happened? It took me several minutes to gather myself, but I noticed that my left side felt a lot hotter than my right, and I turned my head to face that side only to see the remains of a building and several flaming cars. Sirens, I could hear sirens in the distance. My seat belt pinched uncomfortably against my chest and I fumbled to free myself from its grasp. Bad choice. Pain surged anew when I landed on my back on the ceiling of my car. I spent the next several minute laying there analyzing the situation I was in.

“What on earth happened?” I said aloud, not that I expected to get an answer right away.

There was no way that the Knights could have extended their reach this far. No way. Some sirens got closer and others got farther away. Did this happen in other places? A splash of water hit me as firefighters began to do their jobs. Soon, I was extracted from the remains of my car and rolled into an ambulance.

“Sir, can you tell me your name?” A concerned female voice asked. I couldn’t see who it was because my neck wouldn’t move, because of the brace they put it in.

“Paul Davis,” my voice sounded a little hoarse.

I was then bombarded with a bunch of questions dealing with my address, phone number, and some medical questions. I answered them all by the time that I arrived in the hospital. Again the question. “What happened?” It felt like somebody else was speaking using my mouth, but I knew I was the one asking the question.

“Sir, you were in an explosion.” An explosion? That’s what happened?

My brain sluggishly put two and two together and by the time I made it to the room I was supposed to be in I figured it out. Then other questions haunted me. How many people died? Were there other explosions or was the one I was in the only one? How did they get here? Why? The explosion seemed completely random, almost as if there were no purpose. Why Meredith, New Hampshire of all the places to bomb? It’s only a tourist town.

The doctors put me through some tests and came to the conclusion that I had a minor concussion and a few dozen contusions all over my body and major whiplash. They decided to put me under watch just in case the injuries I sustained were worse than believed. From what I heard only three other people survived the same explosion and one of them wasn’t going to make it through the night. I called into work and told Vic, our other intern, to tell the Boss I was in the explosion today and would not be able to show up to work. After that, I turned on the television to the news.

“And recently today, in Meredith, Concord, Plymouth, and other towns and cities there have been dozens of bombings all over. From reports we’ve received from the police and other emergency response personnel, the explosions probably originated from the Knights of Discord. Casualties are very high and damage is reaching the millions-” I turned it off. Dozens of explosions. Deaths and damage. Right here, in my home and my state. There’s nowhere in the United States that’s safe from the Knights. When I get out of here, I’m taking Jenna and we’re leaving the country. I don’t know where, but I want to live someplace safe with my wife and child.

“Mr. Davis?” A nurse peeked into my room from the entrance.

“Yes?”

She timidly entered the room. “Sir, we tried calling the number you gave us, but the line was dead. Um, and we checked the address, and that’s one of, um, the locations that were bombed. When the ambulances arrived, um, they found your wife, but she, uh, she was dead.”

Anything else she had to say was lost to me. After those last three words came out of her mouth, my pain and emotions exploded and everything around me became insignificant. The pain was so powerful, I could only stare with ungodly disbelief at the ceiling as if that could reverse time and undo everything that just happened. There was nothing more I wanted to do than go back in time and back to home and save her.

Vane and Havoc

After I told her that her father had been killed, Leah went into a bit of a catatonic state. I knew the feeling, my own father had been murdered, but fortunately she was spared the sight of it unlike myself. We left Freeport and traveled north a ways before turning west towards Lourghn. I made sure our tracks were covered, but if the assassins had magic at their hands they might be able to find us anyways. If they have magic they’d have hunted us down already and you’d be fighting them every night all night. True.

I wanted to tell her that everything would be alright, but she has an uncanny ability to tell if somebody is lying to her, probably part of her ability as a Weaver, because it’s harder to lie to most of them. Yes, and you know why. I know that it’s because of the natural power and knowledge of magic that they contain. That wisdom is given to them at an early age, but their true power doesn’t manifest until puberty hits them, and she’s maybe a couple years away. If that. I promised I’d protect her, my heir, and that I will do. Yes, I know and while I don’t agree with you on that promise, I will support it.

Whenever I spoke with her the next few days she didn’t respond. The poor girl had lost so much so soon; she didn’t even get a chance to finish her painting. I wanted to tell her about her power. I wanted to tell her that she will eventually become on of the most powerful people in these realms. Weavers are magic, they contain it and live and breath it. Weavers have the knowledge of a specific type of magic and the power to use it to perfection, with some training. A disciplined Weaver is a force to be reckoned with, not even I have the power to defeat one with just my own skill. Yes, but with me you’re even more powerful. Shut up. You can’t deny the responsibility you gained when you earned my power, you know that some day you will have to use it again. Not today, not until the Apocalypse is freed, or when the Balance needs resetting.

We arrived at Lourghn, my first home, the great city that it now is was only a small town when I was born in it. In the center of it stands the statue of Aridios “Ironblade” Airstrider, my best friend, may he rest in peace. He’s honored as the greatest human hero to have been born ever, and he was even if they embellished his history a bit. If it wasn’t for his bravery and kindness and his ability to unite people under a belief, most of the places that exist now would never have existed.

“Vane, you’re crying,” these were the first words I had heard come out of Leah’s mouth since we left Freeport. You’re getting nostalgic.

I smiled. “These are good tears. Tears of remembrance and homecoming.”

She looked around the city’s grounds. “This is your home?”

“I was born here. My best friend lived and died for this town.”

Leah looked me in the eye. “Will we be safe here?”

I bowed my head. “Only for a couple days, then we need to move on. You remember the rules I told you right?”

She nodded. “Don’t talk to strangers. Don’t tell anyone where I’m from. If I have to talk to someone only let them know my first name. And keep in sight of you.”

“Good memory.”