Something wicked this way came, saw, and partied till midnight – Kontrabida Ball! Held at One Cafe & Events Place in Ortigas (on a Friday the 13th no less), this villain-themed Halloween celebration had baddies from fandoms both old and new unwind despite intense traffic and heavy rains. So what did you miss?
Have you ever wondered what would happen if you:
1) put together some of the hottest names in the local cosplay scene;
2) told them to get their inner villain on, and
3) added free-flowing food and drink into the mix?!
Well, wonder no more – Kontrabida Ball is finally here! And boy, is it shaping up to be loads of fun!
It’s new! It’s controversial! If you’re reading this, then you already know (or at least have heard about) the news surrounding Comic Con Asia this 2018. Touted as the freshest pop-culture convention that will hit Manila on March 24 – 25, Comic Con Asia certainly has some big boots to fill.
Should you be hyped for it? Read on!
In case it’s not immediately evident, this screenplay (of sorts) was inspired by Jason Laxamana’s sci-fi thriller Instalado. It’s my own take on the world he built – a brief snapshot of a what if.
Here we go.
In the movie Instalado (IMDB link), one is treated to a vision of a futuristic city on the horizon. Their holographic billboards float in the sky as the sun mercilessly beats down on a wide expanse of rain-parched farmland. It’s the perfect symbol of the film’s theme: the future is just around the corner, yet seemingly out of reach. The tale of Icarus comes to mind, and his daring journey to freedom on wings of wax. Does it fly?
This review has spoilers.
“Remember that body, Egwene. Remember that he tried to kill you. Kill us. Remember the Black Ajah. Remember them all the time. Because if you forget, just once, the next time, it may be you lying dead.”
— Nynaeve al’Meara, The Wheel of Time
Invisible, yet in plain sight. The idea of a person being a gray man is an attractive one. The words conjure up the image of a rugged, well-trained individual who is equipped to deal with any challenge life can bring before fading into the crowds. But how is it done? And what should you avoid?
Derived from both theory and practice, the process that I will cover in this – and in subsequent blog posts – should give you an idea of what to expect and what to prepare for. Yet this is just the first step of your journey. Feel free to add to what you read here with your own experiences and learnings. After all, we’re all students in this wide, wide world.
Let’s get started.
It’s about gosh-darned time! When we last checked out Starbucks’s newest drinks, the Banana Cream Pie Frappe was left on our list. Today is the day that I sampled this drink. Is it any good, or will I be split asunder by it’s strange taste?
Let’s find out.
The 2nd Pinoy Prepper Bazaar was an amazing mini-convention devoted to the various aspects of a singular belief: being prepared, no matter what. Thanks to the tireless efforts of Miko Tetangco and Abs Abando of Manila Sentinel, the Philippines can now learn more about prepping and survival from authentic sources and individuals, regardless of age, income or social background. Plus, they can have fun while doing it!
Here’s a look at what happened last Saturday.
A friend shared a story of sexual harassment with me today. A hapless girl’s pictures and contact information was shared within a group encouraging sexually inappropriate behavior and remarks. It didn’t matter that she was fully clothed, or that she was a human being deserving of respect. People in the group (and like-minded individuals) wasted no time in objectifying her, harassing her over private messages and the like.
Why is this so?
CHAPTER ZERO: A NARRATION
Let me tell you about Midnight North.
It was a utopia. Bounded by massive walls along the mountains of its southern border, the city’s black walls sucked every ounce of light that it could greedily grab. A massive road called the Superconduit connected it to the outside world by maglev train, hovertruck and other means of transportation. A silver spire in the center of the city stood, defiant and unmarked by the elements. Within its walls, no one hungered or got sick. No one was unhappy or unsatisfied. Every need was met, and every life was given purpose by the mysterious overseer who ruled the city with an iron fist.
It was a utopia, indeed. But it was not a place for mortal man.