Well, it's been close to 8 months now and a first blog post involving a review that's been done three or four times before definitely doesn't come close to cutting it. As for the forums...those are the forums.
I figured it was about time I made a decent introduction. When I first signed up I sort of fell right into the mix—however harsh the fall was—and never looked back. But I could never call myself a true Dtoider until I did look back, establishing who the hell I am. If you don't feel like knowing about numerous aspects of my life and how I found this glorious website, then you can go ahead and close the page. If you want to know who Manic Maverick is, then brave the waters of this exceptionally long post.
Sometime back in late 2008 or early 2009, I began seeing a friendly, green robot. He seemed to be stalking me, popping up in the most unlikeliest of places. Google searches, Wikipedia articles, other gaming news sites, my shower, YouTube, and tonnes of other places. It was a bit disturbing, seeing as how prior to that I had never seen anything involving Destructoid. It was as if the site had decided one day that I was a fun person to stalk.
Whenever I passed Destructoid, it was to read an article. I think I read some of Jim Sterling's writings, as well as Anthony Burch and some others. The articles were great to me because they were so raw and straight to the point. I didn't feel like the writers had ties on that were too tight around their necks. Although I was seeing Destructoid a lot, it didn't really become blatantly in my face until a bit later. I had been watching Storm's Adventures on YouTube since around November of 2008, so when he was signed onto the Destructoid crew I began seeing Mr. Destructoid's big, blocky head even more than I had.
Maybe in July or August of 2009 I was shown the I Love Video Games
episode of Hey Ash, Whatcha Playing?
, which immediately turned me into a fanboy of the show. And there was the Destructoid logo again, beckoning me ever closer. What was with this robot? Didn't he see I was busy with other things, like browsing IGN? Like with Storm's Adventures, I didn't follow HAWP back to Destructoid, but rather watched most of the episodes on GameTrailers.
Finally the day came. It was January the 24th, 2010. I had become bored with the same old gaming news sites, wary of the forums I frequented, and all around tired of the internet. As an avid fan of all things internet related, that was a bad sign. A bad, depressing sign. But, wait! Suddenly, nearly out of the blue, I remembered about “that one site I kept seeing”, the one whose articles seemed more interesting than the mass-produced feces floating about the internet. The one with the robot that seemed to be grinning at me in triumph, screaming “Sweet!” in front of a background resembling that of the Rising Sun. I had completely forgotten the name, but watching another episode of Storm's Adventures quickly changed that.
...No, that wasn't it.
I had never actually payed attention to the site when I passed through it the first five or so times. But this time I stopped and looked around, feeling the general demeanor of the place. I read about its creation, the hard work that was put into it, and I fell in love with the raw energy of it. To think I had gone nearly 4 years without the site was sad. I had missed out on real gaming news and a real gaming community. But I was determined to change that.
I lurked the site for about two days, while writing my first c-blog entry. At the time I was hyped up for The Secret World
(I still am, but I'm a bit less rabid), so I couldn't resist making a review (or a preview, I guess). When the c-blog finally went up
, I sat around for hours, checking it over and over to see how many replies I got. I continued checking. There...was nothing. That was until a day or so later, when I received one comment. One comment? Well, that made no sense. I—Oh. It appeared that it had been written about on numerous occasions already. Thanks for replying anyway, Phantomile. It at least gave me a little hope for the future.
But that didn't stop me. My next c-blog got the front page with over 60 comments. I was completely baffled. Of course things died down very quickly after that and I barely receive many comments anymore. But it was a fine start. At the moment I still feel like I'm starting, despite the numerous months I've been here.
Destructoid has history. Four years of great people, great bonds, great memes, great podcasts. Imagine trying to fall into that but accidentally landing two yards past it. It feels like I have a brother whose birthday I missed three times in a row. How does one make up for that? You can't. All you can do is ride along and hope the days that follow are just as epic as the days you missed.
So that's how I fell in love with Destructoid. I haven't been doing a lot of c-blogging since I haven't been playing a lot of games recently. But I plan on blogging more, one way or the other.
With that behind us, I'll tell you about my interests and hobbies. I'm a graphic artist. That includes anything having to do with graphics and art: Illustrations, concept art, logos, t-shirt designs, animation, 3D modeling, whatever comes my way. While I love all things having to do with art, my main goal is to become an animator. At the moment I have tonnes of unfinished, half-assed animations sitting on my computer. Most of those were created through pushing myself into animating, rather than through inspiration. I seem to have a hard time finding inspiration these days, so any inspiration I find appears in short spurts. I yearn to locate a constant stream of inspiration, something I can draw creativity from on a daily basis. As you might expect, finding that constant stream has been hard. A lot of the time you can't just ask someone how they get their own inspiration, because everyone is inspired differently in their lives. So, my search goes on.
You can find most of my uploaded artwork on my deviantART gallery
and my Tumblr.
I also enjoy making music, despite my inability to play an instrument. I've been composing songs on computer programmes ever since I was about 13. My first music programme was a MIDI composer called Music Master Works. You should have heard my first song. It sounded like a dozen cows being raped by lawnmowers made of cottage cheese. I thought they sounded amazing, but like every early work, when you listen to it some years later you want to throw up in your mouth a little bit. But as time passed I began to develop a better ear for music. I started using FL Studio when I was 18, which is when I became obsessed with Trip Hop, Industrial, Electronica, and Electro music. Then I stumbled upon Chiptunes, which I immediately fell in love with out of both nostalgia and the sheer creativity of it, and started doing that in FL Studio as well, despite it being the non-standard way of creating chiptunes. It was only until recently that I actually acquired a GameBoy with LSDj (from our very own Xibalba), and I'm currently learning the ropes. Maybe one day I'll be as good as some others.
You can find the music I have online at my YouTube channel
Other obsessions of mine include anime, horror, and of course video games. I've been gaming since I was about 3, first smashing buttons in the arcade and then moving onto the NES. The first few games I played a lot of were Super Mario Bros
, Little Nemo in Dreamland
, and Solstice
. Then I moved onto other games like Super Mario 2 and 3
, The Legend of Zelda
, and the original Megaman
series. From there I went the Sega route, getting a Genesis rather than a SNES. In retrospect, I wish I had gotten both because each system was filled with amazing games that I enjoy playing to this day. Key Genesis games included the Sonic the Hedgehog
series, Out of this World
, and some others I can't remember off the top of my head. Blowing on cartridges, tapping the game system, laughing (and crying) when the characters on the screen turned into numbers and symbols...I loved it.
There was not a point in my life when I wasn't playing a video game until recently. As of late I've been spending less time gaming because...well...I'm broke. But that never usually stops me, because I'm a big fan of indie games. It's like getting a hamburger from Burger King compared to getting a hamburger from the small, family-owned hamburger place down the street. The first will be tasty but essentially made by robots, while the latter will be filled with love, care, and hard work. I consider indie games to be the hamburger from that family-owned place down the street. Just like I consider a lot of the early retro games to be as well. Yes, you can eat video games.
As I mentioned, I love horror. Like video games, I've loved it since I was very small. My interests moved from spooky ghost stories to those Goosebumps
novels to Tales from the Crypt
to the Silent Hill
franchise. My first big crush was Elvira, and my second was Frankenstein's bride. That's probably why I'm so attracted to goth girls. But that aside, I found myself reading Stephen King and Clive Barker when I was 10. Then I moved onto Brian Lumley and his twisted Necroscope
series. Some years later I found Lovecraft, who remains my favourite writer to this day. I've always enjoyed the idea of the human mind being too weak and feeble to understand the universe, and that idea I found everywhere in Lovecraftian fiction. And don't even get me started on movies and video games. I think my favourite type of horror would be the horror found in Japan and East Asia. It's surreal, plays with your mind, and goes about scaring you in different ways, rather than the mindlessly drab “boo” horror of the west. Not to say that all western horror is terrible, but I get a lot more out of Asian horror.
I love all things Japanese, despite my general lack of understanding of the language. I took French in high school. French
. Who in their right mind takes French in high school? Me, I guess. Though I used to always hang out in the Japanese class with my more logical-minded friends during lunch. Despite my terrible life choices, Japan has remained a favourite of mine. Anime, manga, toys, games, food, culture, I love it all. Am I the best person to approach when it comes to Japanese trivia, though? No. But that won't stop me from loving it anyway. Usually going hand-in-hand with this love for Japanese culture is my love for all things cute and adorable. This is coming from a 6' 3” guy who used to curl 55lbs back in high school. When I'm having a bad day and need to be reminded that there's a good side to the world, I can look at the cutest thing ever and get all weak and wobbly with happiness. It's the simple, undiluted return to innocence that draws me in the most.
So, where did I get the name Manic Maverick? Well, as you can tell, I'm an odd individual. I've been odd my entire life and have enjoyed every moment of it. I have a nearly inherent way about me that demands that I be different and go up against the crowd. I strive for individualism and control of my own life. I strive to do good in the ever-growing face of evil, whether it's saving someone from being hit by a train (I do that like...8 times a week) or comforting someone when they're down. I've always been drawn to the word “maverick” because of that, and...because it just sounds awesome. I originally used to go by Maverick Wolf (wolves were and still are one of my favourite animals), but I started seeing others with the name so I switched to manic (which was a more creative choice, I admit) due to my nearly obsessive need to go against the common flow. However, over the years I've learned that being an individual doesn't always mean going against everything that the common flow has to offer, but it means to do and enjoy what you feel is right to you and no one else. Just make sure Sarah Palin doesn't steal your name. That bitch.
So that's me, in an awkwardly-sized nutshell. I'm pretty modest, so writing this all out felt weird to me, as any smaller intro does. I haven't touched on every aspect of my being (Ew...), but I think that's enough for an introduction. If you want to know more about me, I'm always up for having a new friend, despite how shy and introverted I am. That sounded corny.
Well, there you have it. Now, where was I...