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Just a few favorites:
1984, Lord of the Rings, William Faulkner (Specifically Sanctuary ad Absalom! Absalom!), Paradise Lost

Cowboy Bebop, Gurren Lagaan, Jyu-Oh-Sei, Dragon Ball, Transformers (excluding Michael Bay)

Final Fantasy (all of them), Mortal Kombat, Super Mario World, Metroid Prime, Valkyria Chronicles, Deus Ex

Currently playing Guild Wars, Shadows of the Damned, Borderlands, LoZ: Ocarina of Time 3D

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Almost every Skyrim story I've heard over the last few weeks has involved dragons, and why not? They're awesome. What isn't awesome, however, is a dragon that attacks at the absolute least opportune moment. For example, while pitted against a Hagraven located dangerously close to a herd of mammoths and their Giant guardians.

The Hagraven itself was hardly an issue. With my bow's ice effect and frequent staggering, keeping the hag at bay was no problem at all. When a dragon decided to swoop down between the trees and set us both on fire, however, things changed drastically. With my attention split between a menacingly circling dragon and a Hagraven that had been given a chance to regain her composure, it was a very different fight.

My Argonian hero switched from his Nightingale Bow to an icy war axe/flame spell combo; time to get serious.

With the Hagraven nearing demise and the dragon -- a Blood Dragon, to be specific -- at about 75% health, I thought I had it!

It was at this moment that the dragon decided to shoot a fireball past me, straight into the herd of mammoths. I then found myself surrounded by 3 mammoths, 1 giant, a Hagraven, and the still quite lively Blood Dragon.




Needlessly to say, the situation felt hopeless. i activated my racial power for increased health regen, took a few stat boost potions, poisoned my blade, and went at it.

Flames everywhere with fur and feathers cycloning around my frenzied self.

I made a quick escape from the action with Whirlwind Dash to catch my breath. Switched to my bow, turned, and fired off a few arrows while they were busy with themselves. The dragon had taken care of 1 mammoth and the Hagraven, but there was still the giant to be dealt with

The cycle continued until my supply of potions was exhausted as well as my stamina and magicka. On the verge of death with nothing left to face but a weakened dragon, I steeled my nerves for the final clash. I unleashed one final Fire Breath shout and fired off as many arrows as I could, as quickly as I could. Using what little stamina and magicka I managed to accumulate, I healed, swung one last power attack, and watched as the dragon fell to the ground in an arrow riddled heap.

I stood victoriously as this soul was absorbed, savoring the moment.
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Hey, how's it going? Good? Good.

The name's Liam and while I'm not new to Destructoid in any way, I am somewhat new to the community. I've been a lurker for years but, aside from the odd comment (3 total, i think), I've never really gotten too involved in the community. So there's that...

I currently live in Western North Carolina...and I hate it. I've lived in San Diego, Rochester, NY, NYC, Long Island, NY, and Winnsboro, TX. NC is by far my least favorite state.

Much like anyone else who visits, writes for, or know about Destructoid, I was born into a house full of games. Atari, NES, Commodore, etc.. I got a SNES for my fifth birthday, N64 for eigth (ninth?), and so on. My parents gave up on gaming when they realized their 6 year old son could pull a flawless victoy+fatality on them in Mortal Kombat. Bad parenting? Maybe. But I was damn good at MK so who cares.

Also like most gamers, I've always had an equally strong affinity for literature and the English language. So after 20 years of writing and gaming I decided to try combining the two. So far so good.

At Western Carolina University:
I started as a Music Performance major with a focus on "The Percussive Arts." I've been drumming since I was eight so it seemed like a solid fit. After realizing that a performance degree serves no purpose and requires at least 13 semesters I switched to Music Education. This didn't work out either. So, staying in the education department, I transferred to a focus in English.

I was so sure that I'd be a fantastic high school English teacher. You know, that fun teacher that "breaks all the rules." Then I realized that the phrase "Those who can't do, teach" holds a good deal of truth. There are people training to become educators who are actually incapable of doing anything else. This is by no means a blanket statement. A vast majority of teachers and teachers-in-training are fantastic individuals and a perfect fit for the work. I decided against settling, however.

Long story short, I transferred my major to Professional Writing. A death in the family and the realization that I was already in over my head in debt ultimately led to a decision to withdraw from the University.

I've written with several smaller sites (none of which I will name here) and have been slowly growing as a writer. I'm super excited about working with the staff here and with any luck I won't make myself look too foolish in the process.

Hope to see you guys around!

Thanks,
Liam Fisher