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William Michael Barber - Back Online Trolling for Prey!
If you or someone you know STILL INSISTS ON DOING ONLINE DATING or just MEETING NEW PEOPLE ONLINE -- be SURE they get this message... 
WILLIAM MICHAEL BARBER (known as the 'Don Juan of Con') - convicted con man and bigamist IS BACK ON THE DATING SITES!!
They never change. They NEVER "learn their lesson." Conning people is a WAY OF LIFE and these predators go back to it ASAP!
Barber is currently using the email: M.barber52@yahoo.com
Barber is telling women he's 52 (shaving five - 5 - years off his age!)
Barber says he was "born in California" (LIE!)
from our friends at FightBigamy:
Barber will change his information, get false identity papers and/or change his nicknames & email AS SOON AS HE KNOWS HE'S BEEN CAUGHT ON THIS ONE. BEWARE!! His last victim is lucky to be alive!
Like Ed Hicks -- these predators/ con men DO NOT CHANGE. THEY ARE INCURABLE!
Write immediately if you have any contact with this Cyberpath so we can pass the information along! (cyberpaths@gmail.com)
Surviving a Bad Choice -- by one of Barber's many Victims
FightBigamy on Barber
Very Bad Men on Barber - click on "THE DON JUAN OF CON"
They never change. They NEVER "learn their lesson." Conning people is a WAY OF LIFE and these predators go back to it ASAP!
Barber is currently using the email: M.barber52@yahoo.com
Barber is telling women he's 52 (shaving five - 5 - years off his age!)
Barber says he was "born in California" (LIE!)
from our friends at FightBigamy:
This is the generic letter he has been sending to unsuspecting victims, chocked full of run-on sentences, grammatical, and punctuation errors. You would think a guy who 'professed to be a doctor' would know better.In the past, Barber has had a penchant for women named Joyce or Donna. THIS MAY have changed since his conviction & incarceration.
Barber1 Hi Angel How you doing today how is your health and how is your day going. i use to think that all me angels are found in heaven but now i can say i was wrong cos looking at your pictures on your profile you are such an angel. These descriptive little essays are hard to do. But hopefully it gives you a glimpse of who I am as a person. Cause I'm new to this online dating. So here it goes. My name is Micheal...was born in California. i'm 52 years old I'm the kind of man that treats woman so nice with kindness and respect them i care so much i like to take my woman on dates surprise her i am here to meet someone to trust and be there for her through anything. Someone to do things with and enjoy life with I want to share my life with that special woman who would be called my Queen i've a good sense of humor Loyal Genuine I love anything to do with the ocean and beautiful sunsets i love the rain i'm a very serious person Hoping to hear from you Well you can IM me on yahoo im at M_barber at yahoo dot com.
He professes to be new at online dating, yet he knows that online dating sites will not publish a bona fide email address when communicating via their systems, so he spells it out -- as he is well aware that the dating site's software will not catch the email address if is written that way!
Barber will change his information, get false identity papers and/or change his nicknames & email AS SOON AS HE KNOWS HE'S BEEN CAUGHT ON THIS ONE. BEWARE!! His last victim is lucky to be alive!
Like Ed Hicks -- these predators/ con men DO NOT CHANGE. THEY ARE INCURABLE!
Write immediately if you have any contact with this Cyberpath so we can pass the information along! (cyberpaths@gmail.com)
PLEASE TELL EVERYONE YOU KNOW - PASS THIS ON!!
For more information on Barber, including pictures of this serial predator: 
Surviving a Bad Choice -- by one of Barber's many Victims
FightBigamy on Barber
Very Bad Men on Barber - click on "THE DON JUAN OF CON"
IMAGINE YOU ARE A NARCISSIST
(a great article that helps further explain the motives of online predators - a type of malignant narcissist)
~~~~~~~~~~~~
by Kathy Krajco
Imagine that you are a narcissist. Remember, to do this, you must do everything you do solely for effect: to draw a reaction from others that gets what you want from them. No other consideration matters to you.
FROM THIS GREAT SITE
Remember also that you have this unbearable pain inside, the pain of unbearable shame. All your life you have felt like you're inferior, not up to standards, worthy of contempt. But you keep awareness of that at bay by playing pretend that the opposite is true = that you are god and that the rest of humanity (except for the very special people like you) are dirt beneath your feet.
So, 99% of the time, that's what you think you are - a god. It's self delusion.
But every time someone in your workplace or family treats you like an ordinary man or woman and as their equal, worthy of your consideration and respect, they are challenging your precious delusions of superiority.
You HATE that! Because every time they relate to you as a man, they inadvertently remind you that you are not a god. And that makes those true feelings you have repressed surface to consciousness on you.
You must stop that from happening! So, in terror, you instantly ATTACK anyone who inadvertently says or does something that reminds you that you are not God.
Like a three-year-old playing Pretend with her friends, you stamp your foot and yell (in so many words), "NO! You're not supposed to say THAT! You're supposed to say THIS!"
You thus train the people around you not to say or do anything that conflicts with your delusions of superiority, breaking the enjoyable spell those delusions have you under. That is, you train poeple to play along with your script in your game of Pretend.
But you cannot stop everything from happening that calls your true feelings to consciousness. And they are too painful.
So, you go berserk with the pain whenever they start to surface, wildly doing anything you can to instantly repress them to the subconscious again. I often liken this subconscious-burying behavior to someone frantically shoving dirt on a corpus delicti to keep it buried in one of those old horror movies.
You will do anything - ANYTHING - to prevent a moment of self awareness! Because you have this dark, unutterable terror that it would kill you. Really, you are that frantically afraid of seeing your true self in a mirror.
So, you are playing Pretend 100% of the time. 24-7-365.
You pretend that you are not lowdown by pretending the antidote = pretending that you are a god. And you pretend that you are a god by treating others like dirt.
That HURTS them,
You pretend that you are not amoral by pretending the antidote = pretending that you are a saint. And you pretend that you are saint by portraying others as sinners.
That HURTS them. The slander you spread about them ruins their lives and careers.
And so on and on and on and on.
It's just the Teeter Totter Game. There are a hundred such pretences in it, and this is your life = vaunting yourself on others whenever you can and get away with it.
Bottom Line: You kill your pain by causing others pain. (In other words, like a three-year-old, you pretend that you can transfer it to others.) You glorify your image by trashing others' image.
You don't give a damn how much you are hurting others.
In other words, you exploit people, brutally as unfeeling and inhuman as a psychopath about the pain and damage you are doing to them by this. You thus make others bleed just to maintain your delusions and keep you from knowing yourself as you are.
Others must bleed so that you can feel good, so that a moment of self awareness doesn't make you just kill yourself.
Is that not exactly what the predator thinks? The wolf thinks the lamb must bleed so that he can eat and live. The wolf thinks that this is what lambs exist for - to feed HIM.
And that's what predators, like sexual predators, child predators, pyschopaths, and other brands of narcissists think other people exist for = to FEED them.
To kill all human sympathy in themselves (which would make it impossible for them to do what they wanna do), they just pretend that others are inferior beings, like bugs. Hence they don't relate humanly to their human victims. They relate to them as but objects existing for the narcissist's sake, for the narcissist to use and abuse as thoughtlessly and unempathically as one would exploit and abuse a screwdriver.
I don't think anyone seriously doubts anymore that this is the kind of warped person that inspired the myth of the vampire. It's just a symbolic way of representing what people with NPD go through life doing to "survive" their malignant self hatred.
By projecting it onto others. Even their own children.
But what if you get into trouble for doing these things? What if you end up before a judge or in a psychiatrist's office? What if the neighbors find out and start looking at you askance?
Remember, you do everything solely for effect, to get the reaction you want out of these people.
It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what you will do. You will just switch masks. Now you put on your "victim" mask. Your "Who-poor-little-old-me?-I-wouldn't-hurt-a-fly" act. What better place for the devil to hide? Now you whine about what a wretched childhood you had.
Now, so that people don't realize that you are just a predator who attacks any vulnerable prey in sight, you say that the victim hurt your poor, poor, tender feelings and that you were just lashing out in self defense.
What happened to your God-act?
You just put that away for the time being, because it won't get you what you want from people under the current circumstances.
Besides, it's funny. Your own private inside joke.
FROM THIS TERRIFIC SITE
x-posted to THE EXPOSER
~~~~~~~~~~~~
by Kathy Krajco
Imagine that you are a narcissist. Remember, to do this, you must do everything you do solely for effect: to draw a reaction from others that gets what you want from them. No other consideration matters to you.
FROM THIS GREAT SITE
Remember also that you have this unbearable pain inside, the pain of unbearable shame. All your life you have felt like you're inferior, not up to standards, worthy of contempt. But you keep awareness of that at bay by playing pretend that the opposite is true = that you are god and that the rest of humanity (except for the very special people like you) are dirt beneath your feet.
So, 99% of the time, that's what you think you are - a god. It's self delusion.
But every time someone in your workplace or family treats you like an ordinary man or woman and as their equal, worthy of your consideration and respect, they are challenging your precious delusions of superiority.
You HATE that! Because every time they relate to you as a man, they inadvertently remind you that you are not a god. And that makes those true feelings you have repressed surface to consciousness on you.
You must stop that from happening! So, in terror, you instantly ATTACK anyone who inadvertently says or does something that reminds you that you are not God.
Like a three-year-old playing Pretend with her friends, you stamp your foot and yell (in so many words), "NO! You're not supposed to say THAT! You're supposed to say THIS!"
You thus train the people around you not to say or do anything that conflicts with your delusions of superiority, breaking the enjoyable spell those delusions have you under. That is, you train poeple to play along with your script in your game of Pretend.
But you cannot stop everything from happening that calls your true feelings to consciousness. And they are too painful.
So, you go berserk with the pain whenever they start to surface, wildly doing anything you can to instantly repress them to the subconscious again. I often liken this subconscious-burying behavior to someone frantically shoving dirt on a corpus delicti to keep it buried in one of those old horror movies.
You will do anything - ANYTHING - to prevent a moment of self awareness! Because you have this dark, unutterable terror that it would kill you. Really, you are that frantically afraid of seeing your true self in a mirror.
So, you are playing Pretend 100% of the time. 24-7-365.
You pretend that you are not lowdown by pretending the antidote = pretending that you are a god. And you pretend that you are a god by treating others like dirt.
That HURTS them,
You pretend that you are not amoral by pretending the antidote = pretending that you are a saint. And you pretend that you are saint by portraying others as sinners.
That HURTS them. The slander you spread about them ruins their lives and careers.
And so on and on and on and on.
It's just the Teeter Totter Game. There are a hundred such pretences in it, and this is your life = vaunting yourself on others whenever you can and get away with it.
Bottom Line: You kill your pain by causing others pain. (In other words, like a three-year-old, you pretend that you can transfer it to others.) You glorify your image by trashing others' image.
You don't give a damn how much you are hurting others.
In other words, you exploit people, brutally as unfeeling and inhuman as a psychopath about the pain and damage you are doing to them by this. You thus make others bleed just to maintain your delusions and keep you from knowing yourself as you are.
Others must bleed so that you can feel good, so that a moment of self awareness doesn't make you just kill yourself.
Is that not exactly what the predator thinks? The wolf thinks the lamb must bleed so that he can eat and live. The wolf thinks that this is what lambs exist for - to feed HIM.
And that's what predators, like sexual predators, child predators, pyschopaths, and other brands of narcissists think other people exist for = to FEED them.
To kill all human sympathy in themselves (which would make it impossible for them to do what they wanna do), they just pretend that others are inferior beings, like bugs. Hence they don't relate humanly to their human victims. They relate to them as but objects existing for the narcissist's sake, for the narcissist to use and abuse as thoughtlessly and unempathically as one would exploit and abuse a screwdriver.
I don't think anyone seriously doubts anymore that this is the kind of warped person that inspired the myth of the vampire. It's just a symbolic way of representing what people with NPD go through life doing to "survive" their malignant self hatred.
By projecting it onto others. Even their own children.
But what if you get into trouble for doing these things? What if you end up before a judge or in a psychiatrist's office? What if the neighbors find out and start looking at you askance?
Remember, you do everything solely for effect, to get the reaction you want out of these people.
It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what you will do. You will just switch masks. Now you put on your "victim" mask. Your "Who-poor-little-old-me?-I-wouldn't-hurt-a-fly" act. What better place for the devil to hide? Now you whine about what a wretched childhood you had.
Now, so that people don't realize that you are just a predator who attacks any vulnerable prey in sight, you say that the victim hurt your poor, poor, tender feelings and that you were just lashing out in self defense.
What happened to your God-act?
You just put that away for the time being, because it won't get you what you want from people under the current circumstances.
Besides, it's funny. Your own private inside joke.
FROM THIS TERRIFIC SITE
x-posted to THE EXPOSER
Unknown
Hi there. Me again.
I figured I best try and write a proper blog entry this time around, seeing as I've not done that in..oo..ages.
I'm still in a "Meh" kinda mood. It'll blow over, I'm sure. I've just had a pretty stressful week, what with having to prepare for a job interview, and having my parents nag at me every five minutes for it.
Yup, you heard me right. A job interview. I've applied for a full time job at TK Maxx, which is opening here in October, and I had the interview on Thursday morning. It didn't go too badly to be honest, which is good for the confidence. I'll know within a couple of weeks whether I've been successful or not. I don't wanna get too optimistic, in case I'm unsuccessful, but I do have a feeling I might've done enough. We shall see.
Also on Thursday - Guns N' Roses, supported by..erm..some other band, with Bullet For My Valentine as main support. The first band that came on weren't too bad, though it would've probably helped if I knew who they were. Weirdly, they played a longer set than BFMV (they played an hour, BFMV were done in half an hour). Still, you know, they could've played longer. Due to Axl Rose being a complete diva, and more than likely demanding food about 20 minutes before he was scheduled to go on stage, we had to wait 75 minutes until they finally appeared on stage. They were due on stage at 9pm, and they got on at 10:15pm. Regardless, they played the full set, which was well over 2 hours. And it was fucking amazing. Best gig of this year so far, definately. I mean, we have got Muse in November...
Wait, there's more. On August 10th, me and Mena are going to the Kerrang! Day of Rock. Mena was going anyway, and I'm going along because The Automatic and Fightstar are playing. Don't really give a crap about the other three (two of which I'll hopefully miss anyway..wouldn't want Fightstar or The Automatic to be playing the 7pm slot really), but you never know, they might be good. AND it means that I get to see Mena two days running, which just rocks.
In other news: I've completed Prey. I'd be rejoicing about it, but I only got it less than a week ago. I've not done it 100% though, so I might sit and do that sometime, if only because there's a complete lack of anything else about. Tis good, just very short.
And finally: The third and final single from Living Sedative (also known as my band) will be Aural Assault EP, as I'm sure you're already aware. What you might not be aware of is that I'm releasing it this Monday, the 31st July. I can't be arsed with a 5th B-Side, so I'm just making do with the 4. The final tracklisting is thus:
1. Aural Assault (Single Edit)
2. Prime
3. Searching
4. Falling Angels
5. Poppets
And here's the cover art:
Aural Assault EP Front
Aural Assault EP Back
I figured I best try and write a proper blog entry this time around, seeing as I've not done that in..oo..ages.
I'm still in a "Meh" kinda mood. It'll blow over, I'm sure. I've just had a pretty stressful week, what with having to prepare for a job interview, and having my parents nag at me every five minutes for it.
Yup, you heard me right. A job interview. I've applied for a full time job at TK Maxx, which is opening here in October, and I had the interview on Thursday morning. It didn't go too badly to be honest, which is good for the confidence. I'll know within a couple of weeks whether I've been successful or not. I don't wanna get too optimistic, in case I'm unsuccessful, but I do have a feeling I might've done enough. We shall see.
Also on Thursday - Guns N' Roses, supported by..erm..some other band, with Bullet For My Valentine as main support. The first band that came on weren't too bad, though it would've probably helped if I knew who they were. Weirdly, they played a longer set than BFMV (they played an hour, BFMV were done in half an hour). Still, you know, they could've played longer. Due to Axl Rose being a complete diva, and more than likely demanding food about 20 minutes before he was scheduled to go on stage, we had to wait 75 minutes until they finally appeared on stage. They were due on stage at 9pm, and they got on at 10:15pm. Regardless, they played the full set, which was well over 2 hours. And it was fucking amazing. Best gig of this year so far, definately. I mean, we have got Muse in November...
Wait, there's more. On August 10th, me and Mena are going to the Kerrang! Day of Rock. Mena was going anyway, and I'm going along because The Automatic and Fightstar are playing. Don't really give a crap about the other three (two of which I'll hopefully miss anyway..wouldn't want Fightstar or The Automatic to be playing the 7pm slot really), but you never know, they might be good. AND it means that I get to see Mena two days running, which just rocks.
In other news: I've completed Prey. I'd be rejoicing about it, but I only got it less than a week ago. I've not done it 100% though, so I might sit and do that sometime, if only because there's a complete lack of anything else about. Tis good, just very short.
And finally: The third and final single from Living Sedative (also known as my band) will be Aural Assault EP, as I'm sure you're already aware. What you might not be aware of is that I'm releasing it this Monday, the 31st July. I can't be arsed with a 5th B-Side, so I'm just making do with the 4. The final tracklisting is thus:
1. Aural Assault (Single Edit)
2. Prime
3. Searching
4. Falling Angels
5. Poppets
And here's the cover art:
Aural Assault EP Front
Aural Assault EP Back
I tend to cause confusion
I figure I best blog about..well, nothing really. But an entry about me is needed. After all, you know it's bad when Mena, who's blogging is rather erratic, has been making more entries than you have :P
I'm just gonna flit through the main points of interest, and maybe elaborate on one or two in a future entry or something.
Firstly, lostprophets. They f00king ruled. As did the support acts, oddly enough. They were both Welsh, and whilst I can't remember the name of the first band, the second one was called The Blackout, and have a MySpace over at http://www.myspace.com/theblackout. I've tried checking lostpropets' MySpace page, in hope that MySpace keeps a record of past gigs, but it doesn't. So the name of the first band have unfortunately escaped me. Anyways, they were good too. If I find out what they're called, I'll let you know.
The day after, with my ears still buzzing from the night before (I suppose that's what standing above a speaker does for you ^_^), I managed to successfully bag myself 4 tix to go see Muse in November!! We're going to the Notts Arena date, on 17th November, which is also the same day as the PlayStation 3 launch. Hmm..PS3 or Muse? Bit of a no-brainer, don't you think? :P
So yeah, I'm psyched for that. When I saw them at Notts during the Absolution tour, I thought they were brill, and they rank up at the top as one of the best live bands I've seen (they probably edge out Green Day as number 1, but it's rather close). Worst live band? I didn't think much to Taking Back Sunday, but then what do I know?
My new 360s working a treat ^_^ OK, I lie. It crashes occasionally when playing Ridge Racer 6, and claims that the disc for The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion is dirty and might need cleaning (this is soon resolved with a restart, and it only ever does it once a playing session anyway). Other than that, it's fine. Yay.
One cause for concern though is the lack of titles coming out for it. Sure, this week we've seen Prey and Lord of the Rings: Battle for Middle Earth II, but there's still nothing that I'm wanting really badly. Dead Rising isn't out until September. Gears of War hasn't even been dated yet, but it's supposedly due before the end of the year. As for Halo 3..."when it's done", a release date that's usually associated with Duke Nukem Forever (8 years and counting, 3D Realms). That said, the original concept for Prey was announced 15 years ago, so it's not all doom and gloom for the Duke. A release date would be nice though. As would some up to date screenshots.
We're one day closer towards the double milestone. On Tuesday, it will have been a year since I asked Mena out. Of course, this is by day, but by date, it's Wednesday. Hence the double milestone, though the important one is obviously the Wednesday. We have been planning it today, following a lovely conversation (the first one in a while, it has to be said), but just as Mena is doing with her blog, I'm gonna hold out on the info until after the date.
And that's about it really...in what I'll probably make a regular feature on Sundays, here's the number 1s in the three major UK music charts, namely Singles, Albums and Downloads:
#1 Single - Lily Allen - Smile
#1 Download - Shakira - Hips Don't Lie
Till tomorrow
-=Gav=-
I'm just gonna flit through the main points of interest, and maybe elaborate on one or two in a future entry or something.
Firstly, lostprophets. They f00king ruled. As did the support acts, oddly enough. They were both Welsh, and whilst I can't remember the name of the first band, the second one was called The Blackout, and have a MySpace over at http://www.myspace.com/theblackout. I've tried checking lostpropets' MySpace page, in hope that MySpace keeps a record of past gigs, but it doesn't. So the name of the first band have unfortunately escaped me. Anyways, they were good too. If I find out what they're called, I'll let you know.
The day after, with my ears still buzzing from the night before (I suppose that's what standing above a speaker does for you ^_^), I managed to successfully bag myself 4 tix to go see Muse in November!! We're going to the Notts Arena date, on 17th November, which is also the same day as the PlayStation 3 launch. Hmm..PS3 or Muse? Bit of a no-brainer, don't you think? :P
So yeah, I'm psyched for that. When I saw them at Notts during the Absolution tour, I thought they were brill, and they rank up at the top as one of the best live bands I've seen (they probably edge out Green Day as number 1, but it's rather close). Worst live band? I didn't think much to Taking Back Sunday, but then what do I know?
My new 360s working a treat ^_^ OK, I lie. It crashes occasionally when playing Ridge Racer 6, and claims that the disc for The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion is dirty and might need cleaning (this is soon resolved with a restart, and it only ever does it once a playing session anyway). Other than that, it's fine. Yay.
One cause for concern though is the lack of titles coming out for it. Sure, this week we've seen Prey and Lord of the Rings: Battle for Middle Earth II, but there's still nothing that I'm wanting really badly. Dead Rising isn't out until September. Gears of War hasn't even been dated yet, but it's supposedly due before the end of the year. As for Halo 3..."when it's done", a release date that's usually associated with Duke Nukem Forever (8 years and counting, 3D Realms). That said, the original concept for Prey was announced 15 years ago, so it's not all doom and gloom for the Duke. A release date would be nice though. As would some up to date screenshots.
We're one day closer towards the double milestone. On Tuesday, it will have been a year since I asked Mena out. Of course, this is by day, but by date, it's Wednesday. Hence the double milestone, though the important one is obviously the Wednesday. We have been planning it today, following a lovely conversation (the first one in a while, it has to be said), but just as Mena is doing with her blog, I'm gonna hold out on the info until after the date.
And that's about it really...in what I'll probably make a regular feature on Sundays, here's the number 1s in the three major UK music charts, namely Singles, Albums and Downloads:
#1 Single - Lily Allen - Smile
#1 Download - Shakira - Hips Don't Lie
#1 Album - Muse - Black Holes and Revelations (Woot! 2 weeks!)
Thar we go. I'll leave you with this small nugget of info, which I'll expand upon tomorrow - LAST.FM'S NEW LAYOUT SUCKS ARSE!
Till tomorrow
-=Gav=-
Dancing on the ceiling.
Two men lay motionless on the dusty bar floor. They could have been dead, but we never had time to check. That was when the TV emergency signal flashed on.
Prior to this moment, the only thing I was thinking about was Jenny and how I wanted her to run away with me. I didn't enjoy living on the reservation. I hated the beliefs. We were nothing more then ancient superstitions that tourists came to look at. None of it real. It was like a zoo and I couldn't stay in the cage any longer. The only reason worth stay was her, but if she could come with me... we would both be free.
She didn't want to hear anymore of it. She had told me a hundred times how she couldn't leave her family. She had embraced her heritage and I could visibly see she was angry that I hadn't.
What I wouldn't give to only have to worry about that now.
The voice on the TV talked about lights in the sky. Honestly, I couldn't quite understand what was said as my attention was focused outside. The bar was quiet and then a thunderous noise crashed, a green light came spilling out from the skies and onto a car outside the bar. It was when the car started to lift into the air that the jukebox kicked it and started to play "Don't Fear the Reaper." The irony wasn't lost on me.
I turned around to see if Jenny was okay and I got see her face for brief moment before I felt the vibrations of what was the back room being smashed in and the lights went out. Trying to reach her was my only concern, but then the green light was breaking through the ceiling. The roof ripped apart and a machine floated above while the green lights started to lift everything up and carrying the items into itself. Jenny and I started to rise. She called my name. She tried to hold onto to something to stop her ascent. I could do nothing to stop it. We rose.
That is a dramatic re-enactment of what I experienced last night. I had downloaded the Prey demo and finally got around to playing through it. To put it simply, I was very impressed and I do look forward to play through this game. Although, I have my concerns.
It is refreshing to see other companies going after the Half-Life 2 approach to first-person shooter games. No cutscenes, you are a part of this world so you see everything through your eyes. This style does a lot for digital world immersion. Speaking of the world, Tommy, The lead in Prey, walked into a room and said, "This is f*cked up!". Upon leaving the room and walking into the next, he says, "No... THIS is f*cked up!" I can't really explain it any better then that. The alien ship is filled with tracks in which you walk on the ceiling or walls. You can easily be fighting an enemy above you who really happens to be right-side up. There are many "Escher-like" moments so it can be hard to keep your bearings, but that is also what makes this game a lot fun. I enjoyed looking at a small hollow square on the floor. From one side I could look through it and see the other side of the room. From the opposite side, the square was a portal to another area. From a person who has slightly dabbled in map making, I was amazed when I first saw this. The world of Prey is a major character here. I have a feeling a lot of time will be spent admiring or trying to figure out how to maneuver this twisted place.
The world is so much a character that I'm worried how the rest of the game will play. The enemies I fought last night were your pretty basic enemies. They see you and they come straight at you. The Foot Soldiers would take cover, but they wouldn't try and smoke you out like the soldiers in Half-Life 2. The actually fighting was very much a run and gun feeling. Not bad, but not very engaging either... I'm hoping that the enemies of the full game are a lot more interesting (they sure look it.)
The Native American mythology plays apart in this game. You can separate your spirit from your body to reach places you physical can't. This adds some depth to the gameplay. You also can't really die. When your life force is gone, you are taken to a spirit realm, where you fight off some death spirits. The first time this happened, I thought it was a very neat idea... then I quickly realized that this is nothing more then a tired mini-game. These spirits fly around in a circle and you have hit them with your spirit bow. Defeat a certain number and you will return to the land of living. Great mythology, but a little too-watered down in execution.
As for the story, I want to know what happens. This isn't Half-Life 2, but it isn't as bad as Doom 1 either. I did get a bit attached to these people. Although, I was a little upset at Tommy for still not believing or accepting his heritage when he was actually in the spirit realm and learning how to separate his spirit from his body. I'm not sure what better proof you need.
All in all, I think we are getting a very good game delivered soon. Graphics are good and the unpredictability of the world is very impressive. I just have a feeling that the actual gameplay and story will be a wee-bit lax. Here is hoping I'm wrong come about that come launch time. Which is today.
Prior to this moment, the only thing I was thinking about was Jenny and how I wanted her to run away with me. I didn't enjoy living on the reservation. I hated the beliefs. We were nothing more then ancient superstitions that tourists came to look at. None of it real. It was like a zoo and I couldn't stay in the cage any longer. The only reason worth stay was her, but if she could come with me... we would both be free.
She didn't want to hear anymore of it. She had told me a hundred times how she couldn't leave her family. She had embraced her heritage and I could visibly see she was angry that I hadn't.
What I wouldn't give to only have to worry about that now.
The voice on the TV talked about lights in the sky. Honestly, I couldn't quite understand what was said as my attention was focused outside. The bar was quiet and then a thunderous noise crashed, a green light came spilling out from the skies and onto a car outside the bar. It was when the car started to lift into the air that the jukebox kicked it and started to play "Don't Fear the Reaper." The irony wasn't lost on me.
I turned around to see if Jenny was okay and I got see her face for brief moment before I felt the vibrations of what was the back room being smashed in and the lights went out. Trying to reach her was my only concern, but then the green light was breaking through the ceiling. The roof ripped apart and a machine floated above while the green lights started to lift everything up and carrying the items into itself. Jenny and I started to rise. She called my name. She tried to hold onto to something to stop her ascent. I could do nothing to stop it. We rose.
That is a dramatic re-enactment of what I experienced last night. I had downloaded the Prey demo and finally got around to playing through it. To put it simply, I was very impressed and I do look forward to play through this game. Although, I have my concerns.
It is refreshing to see other companies going after the Half-Life 2 approach to first-person shooter games. No cutscenes, you are a part of this world so you see everything through your eyes. This style does a lot for digital world immersion. Speaking of the world, Tommy, The lead in Prey, walked into a room and said, "This is f*cked up!". Upon leaving the room and walking into the next, he says, "No... THIS is f*cked up!" I can't really explain it any better then that. The alien ship is filled with tracks in which you walk on the ceiling or walls. You can easily be fighting an enemy above you who really happens to be right-side up. There are many "Escher-like" moments so it can be hard to keep your bearings, but that is also what makes this game a lot fun. I enjoyed looking at a small hollow square on the floor. From one side I could look through it and see the other side of the room. From the opposite side, the square was a portal to another area. From a person who has slightly dabbled in map making, I was amazed when I first saw this. The world of Prey is a major character here. I have a feeling a lot of time will be spent admiring or trying to figure out how to maneuver this twisted place.
The world is so much a character that I'm worried how the rest of the game will play. The enemies I fought last night were your pretty basic enemies. They see you and they come straight at you. The Foot Soldiers would take cover, but they wouldn't try and smoke you out like the soldiers in Half-Life 2. The actually fighting was very much a run and gun feeling. Not bad, but not very engaging either... I'm hoping that the enemies of the full game are a lot more interesting (they sure look it.)
The Native American mythology plays apart in this game. You can separate your spirit from your body to reach places you physical can't. This adds some depth to the gameplay. You also can't really die. When your life force is gone, you are taken to a spirit realm, where you fight off some death spirits. The first time this happened, I thought it was a very neat idea... then I quickly realized that this is nothing more then a tired mini-game. These spirits fly around in a circle and you have hit them with your spirit bow. Defeat a certain number and you will return to the land of living. Great mythology, but a little too-watered down in execution.
As for the story, I want to know what happens. This isn't Half-Life 2, but it isn't as bad as Doom 1 either. I did get a bit attached to these people. Although, I was a little upset at Tommy for still not believing or accepting his heritage when he was actually in the spirit realm and learning how to separate his spirit from his body. I'm not sure what better proof you need.
All in all, I think we are getting a very good game delivered soon. Graphics are good and the unpredictability of the world is very impressive. I just have a feeling that the actual gameplay and story will be a wee-bit lax. Here is hoping I'm wrong come about that come launch time. Which is today.
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